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If you do anon x chronicle online/fem reader fluff or smut I will give you my soul please twin

Your wish is my command <3 I honestly don't see Anon getting as much love as other characters in the game, so I was excited when you asked for him! You did say fluff or smut. But I had an idea for smut, so it's deeeeefinitely more on the smutty side. In fact almost 100% smut.

It's pretty filthy if I'm gonna be honest, but hell. Filthy smut I've read goes way more intense. There are also some consent check ins.

Hope that's okay ;3

For anyone looking for specifics, there's toys involved, as well as some semblance of exhibition of sorts (on call with friends them knowing what y'all two are up to.) So if that's something people aren't comfortable reading, then be sure to stay safe <3

Word Count: 2,139

You’d been with Anon for just over a year, and while you never met in person, you were both online enough that you seemed to have endless hours spent with him. It didn’t matter what you were doing, either watching videos together or playing games, it always meant a lot to you that you’d grown so close. The possibility of meeting up was a frequent discussion, but the planning was always off. You worked full time, and he worked from home. Though it was nice he always seemed to be awake when you were back at the house. 

Neither of you necessarily had a “healthy” sleep schedule, but it worked out. Today, youfound a package on your doorstep. It confused you, since you were sure you never ordered anything and told Anon about the strange package. He couldn’t hold in a laugh, and simply told you to open it on camera with him in the call. You sat at your computer desk and looked at the camera skeptically. Excitement took over though, and you found the idea of him sending you gifts now and then really sweet. 

But when you saw what was in the box, your cheeks turned red. He clearly saw it, too, and said a soft, “surpriiiiiise.” With a grin on his face that made you entirely flustered. 

It was a remote controlled vibrator, but it looked like the remote was nowhere to be found. You opened the box confused, and saw that it had already been opened once. The tape wasn’t firmly on, and you held up the box to show Anon. The grin never left his face, and your eyes widened in surprise when he held up a remote that was the same color as the toy. 

“You wanted to spice things up, so we’re spicing them up.” He chuckled, and explained further. “They’re both bluetooth. The remote hooks up to my phone, and the toy hooks up to yours. Makes it so I can control it from way over here.” He gave you a smug look, and you had to huff. 

“Alright, alright you tease. But we’re gonna be late, didn’t you say we were playing games with your friends tonight? We were supposed to be on the call 20 minutes ago.” You rolled your eyes playfully, and set the box down next to your desk. Though a shudder ran through you as you saw the way he was looking at you. 

“Oh we are. But on one condition.” His voice was low and gravely, and you didn’t have to be a genius to know he was turned on at the thought of you using it. You raised an eyebrow at him to prod him to continue. “You have to wear it while we play.” 

It left you stunned, and your jaw dropped slightly. “Huh? With your friends on call?” Your voice came out as a high pitched squeak, one that peaked your mic, but he seemed to know what you were saying. “What if I can’t be quiet and your friends hear me?” Blinking in surprise, you felt your cheeks warming up even more than they had before. 

“Well then you’ll just have to keep quiet, won’t you?” He said in a teasing voice, but gave a more sincere expression. “If you’re not comfortable with it, we don’t have to do it. It was just a thought I had last time we had fun on call.” He sighed with a smile as soon as he mentioned it, clearly remembering your last mutual session you’d had a couple nights prior. 

It made your heart flutter in your chest at the check in for your consent, and you gave a sigh. You looked directly at him with a faux glare, and muttered, “pervert.” It made him laugh, but after considering for a moment you nodded. “But if they hear me moan, that is 100% on you!” You huffed, puffing out your cheeks in a pout. 

“Aww, but I think you can handle it.” Anon gave you a wolfish grin and held up the remote. “So come on, put it on and we’ll join the call when you’re ready.” He was near bouncing in his chair in excitement, and quite frankly it was the same for you. 

The thought of having to stay quiet, his friends unknowingly being on call while Anon messed with you in the best ways was too appealing to deny. He knew you had a tendency to like the thrill of being caught, and you mentally prepared for whatever games were picked. You thought it may be a piece of cake, but needed to prepare for any surprises he may pull. 

“Okay, okay. But how does this work? You just gonna turn it on and we play games? That’s it?” You raised your eyebrow skeptically, and stood to remove your pants and underwear before sitting back down. It made you laugh how his eyes stayed entirely on you as you did so, and you had made sure to remove them slowly to give him a good view. 

He shook his head as he processed your question, and covered his now reddened cheeks before he spoke again. “Nope. There’s five settings. Each one gives stronger vibrations. We’re playing a FPS game, so every time you die the setting gets amped up.” He seemed real proud of himself for the plan, and it made you shudder at the thought. 

You took the toy out of the box and looked at it closer. It was insertable, and had a piece that rubbed against your g-spot while the outside rested on top of your clit. This challenge of his…might be harder than you thought. You were already pretty sensitive, and not knowing exactly how strong the toy could get made you slightly nervous. But your feelings of arousal were far stronger than any amount of nervousness you felt. 

You grabbed the lube off your desk and slowly eased it inside you, letting out a soft moan in the process. Looking at the camera, Anon looked almost as flustered as you were. He tried to look more composed, but failed miserably. “Come on, let’s hop over to the gaming VC.” He said, not giving you a moment to think before he switched over. 

You took a deep breath, and joined a moment later. The boys greeted you both, talking about how they were excited to play games as a group again. Some of the friends were usually pretty busy, and you managed to get a whole party together. “I’m doing g-good!” You squeaked when they asked you how you’d been. Anon, the smug tease that he was, set the vibrations on before you could even finish your sentence. 

You tried to keep a straight face, and only nodded at the camera when one of them asked if you were okay. This was definitely gonna be more difficult than you thought. It had you wondering if it was the highest setting, even though you knew it was on the absolute lowest it could be on. Anon’s smug face on the screen had your eye twitching in irritation. How were you supposed to focus on the game like this? He didn’t even give you the chance to start the game first! 

But before long, you had said a few things without stuttering too much, and the game began. It was insanely difficult to focus on the task at hand, and you were sure you were gripping the mouse far tighter than you normally would. You clicked your tongue in frustration when you died rather early on, and secretly hoped Anon hadn’t seen your name pop up on the top right. But of course he did. He practically HOPED you’d die a few times so he can see you get more and more flustered. 

Nearly as soon as you’d died, he’d upped the setting. At this rate, you’d have to deep clean your damn gaming chair. You could feel yourself growing more wet by the second, and his chuckles made it known that he was aware of everything going on. The other guys teased lightly, saying you were off your game. They had no idea just how right they were. Who could blame you? 

You tried to hold out, you really did. But almost as soon as he upped the setting to a three you had to bite your lip harshly to avoid making as much noise as possible when you came around the toy. You were breathing heavily, near sweating as you tried and failed to stay focused on the game. Your walls clenched around it, and you probably looked pitiful. 

But Anon seemed to take pity on you, and turned the setting back down to a two when he saw how hard you were fighting to stay any semblance of composedness. When he died next, he sent you a quick message before he respawned. It simply read “color?” Without fully removing the vibrations from the toy. 

You were past the point of fully thinking clearly and sent a reply back. “Green. So fucking green.” It was the system you used, making sure both parties were comfortable. Green being continue, yellow being pause for a bit and discuss, and red being stop all together. But you couldn’t deny how thrilling it was, having to stay quiet and pretend like this wasn’t happening. You’d both end up being embarrassed if his friends picked up on what was actually happening on your end, so keeping it subtle was necessary. 

You saw him smirk briefly on the call, before he locked back into the game. Through it, you only managed to get up to a four before the game was over. Even he knew you looked like you were about to explode at any second, and he told his friends, “Hey, we’re gonna go. She has work tomorrow.” They said their short goodbyes, and your trembling hand barely pressed the button to switch to your private VC before you let out a long and breathy moan. 

“You’re a fucking asshole, you know that?” Your eyes were partially closed and you let out another soft whimper. You almost went to remove the toy, but there was something about being overstimulated that you adored. He knew it, too, and enjoyed it just as much as you did. “You know how hard it was to s-stay quiet?” You breathed out, giving him a glare before your head hit the back of your chair with another moan. 

He laughed, knowing you were by far enjoying yourself more than he was…almost. He loved to tease you in every capacity, and thrived knowing he was the one indirectly making you feel good. “How many times did you cum?” He chuckled, and you could see him reaching down his own pants with the other hand still on the remote. 

“Five. Fucking. Times.” You hissed, letting out a cry you were sure your neighbors heard when he turned the setting up. It took everything in you not to writhe out of your chair, but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he held up the remote and looked at it thoughtfully. 

“Five you say?” He gave another chuckle, turning up the setting to the max. “Five sounds good, it’s what you asked for, right?” His teasing words were met with a sharp cry of his name, coming on the spot. 

You couldn’t think clearly, and you were sure you saw stars. After a moment, he turned the setting back down after letting you ride out your high as long as you could. “I’m…I’m so getting you back for this…” You breathed out, entirely spent. It finally became too much, and you took out the toy with a wince. He saw, and turned the vibrations off. 

Anon looked at you with adoration, knowing he was the one that pushed you so far. “Aw, and how do you plan to do that?” He seemed both excited and curious, tilting his head just slightly at the question. 

You thought for a moment, before letting out a small laugh. “Maybe when I visit, I’ll make you play games with your friends while I suck you off from under your desk.” You opened your eyes just enough to see his expression, and it was absolutely priceless. His face was just as red as yours was, and his jaw dropped. 

He tried to compose himself, but you could see his hand pumping faster just below his desk. “Baby, there’s nothing I want more than to see you try that.” His laugh was shuddered, and it was clear it was something he’d thought about before. It even had him letting out a moan, eyes trailing over your body like he was trying to commit the thought to memory. 

“Good. So look forward to it, you fucking tease.” 

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✧ The thing nobody was waiting for ✧

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Early Bird (aka Morning Lark), Night Owl, or Hummingbird?

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This seems fun! I'll do some of these <3

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I'll do it on this page too! <3

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Heyooo! Requests will be open for a while, so be sure to send in any that come to mind! I'm open to writing most things, but depending on how many more requests I get, I may be closing them within a couple days. Be sure to send in any requests you'd like to see me write before they close <3

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REQUESTS

Hiiii! I'm opening requests for a while. If you're not sure what I'll write for, I have the list pinned on my masterlist post! I'll write SFW/NSFW/Platonic fics, and there's not really a ton of things off the table. And I never mind people asking if there's a topic I may or may not be comfortable writing.

HOWEVER-All the requests I currently have are exclusively (with one exception) One Piece, Creepypasta, and Arcane. So for next month's fics, I won't be accepting requests for those three. Especially since almost all the scheduled fics on all three of my pages are written and scheduled. So those three are entirely taking over this month's fics XD

I'm not sure how long I'll keep requests open, it'll depend on the request volume. So best to send them in soon, and be on the lookout for my post about closing requests. Once I post that, I won't be accepting any more.

And even if you just wanna send in little asks to my inbox about anything, or even just general questions, those are always welcome <3

Thank you guys for liking my fics, and I look forward to what you guys send in!

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Heyy could you do hoodie and fem headcanons👀

Absolutely! He's a sweet boy...most of the time. There are the slightest traces of yandere behaviors but it's very light. And mostly at the very end. So I do hope you enjoy, and thank you for requesting for him :D <3

Hoodie wasn’t much for approaching people

He’d rather sit on the sidelines in his time off, and find somewhere quiet he could hide and silently observe the world around him

The first time he saw you, he didn’t really think much of it

He saw thousands of people, and it was hard to find someone that stood out

But that might have been what allured him to you in the first place

You didn’t seem to be bothered by what those around you said, and it was something he admired

He would gradually grow more bold, quite literally bumping into you lightly as you would walk down the streets in search of new stores to find and window shop

You chalked it up as a coincidence, but noted that you saw him more often than not while you were out and about

He’d often already be at a cafe you’d visit, or strolling through the different sections of the library

One day you decided to talk to him, and that changed everything

He never in a million years would have expected you approached him first

Somehow just being around you brought him peace, and he liked to frequent the locations you went to often anyways

But that small conversation sparked something in both of you, and decided a bit later to try dating

He was an amazing boyfriend, the best you’d had, even

And he took pride in you being his girlfriend

While he may be a bit more socially anxious than some, he was never more calm then when he was with you…despite his heart often racing when you’d wear something cute or even just look at him affectionately

He wouldn’t say he was shy, but he often beat himself up over the butterflies in his stomach when you were even just doing every day tasks he’s seen you do all the time

You’d note how he would silently flare up with irritation if he saw another guy hitting on you, and while he normally wasn’t too fond of PDA, he loved to see the other men squirm when he’d pull you into a kiss

It was honestly cute to you, and always left you giggling afterwards

You tried not to tease him, but sometimes it was just too fun

He paid you back, brushing his fingers along your arm and looking at you in that intense way that made your heart flutter

But as much as he seemed to like teasing you, he also knew when it wasn’t the time

He was the best person to have around when you were stressed, or sad for any reason

If someone bothered you at work, he’d roll his eyes in irritation and joke about how he’d fight them for you

At least…you thought it was a joke

It made you fall for him more and more, knowing he was that protective over you that he’d tease like that just to make you feel better

And over time, he learned exactly how to help you in any situation

He didn’t know much about cars, but intentionally started learning in the SLIM chance that yours would break down or cause any issues

Even after you were together for over a year, he still did anything in his power to make you feel safe and cherished

You’re on your period? He’s already at your door with any drinks and snacks you could possibly want, and bringing heating pads and ice packs for anywhere that might be sore

Even after long days of work, you loved meeting up with him

He’d treat you to dinner if you wanted to go out, or rub your feet if you just wanted to rest at home with a movie going

He seemed to know everything about you, and you enjoyed finding out anything you could about him just as much

He was usually relatively quiet, and didn’t openly talk about himself unless you asked

At first he’d be hesitant, but after a while in the relationship he was much more open

While he wouldn’t talk about himself on his own, his heart raced when he realized you wanted to know more about him

There were very few things he wouldn’t tell you…at least not for a good several years in the relationship

There would always be the question in his mind of what you may do if you found out he was dangerous

Would you feel comforted? Or would you be disturbed

He’d lay out little hints here and there, but it was clear you didn’t fully pick up on them

Regardless, he knew he couldn’t let you go if you never wanted to see him again

The lines of what was right and wrong in his mind were blurred, a product of having to carry out kills throughout most of his adulthood up to this point

But he would have lost it all to make sure he could stay with you

While he knew it wasn’t possible, it wouldn’t stop him from trying

Until he got the courage to work up to it, he’d be content with the way things were in the present

Although speaking of presents, they were more frequent than you could have ever guessed

Since he had a key to your apartment, you would often come home with a note saying he couldn’t be around for the day, but to enjoy what he got you

He’d note when you were out, anything you mentioned wanting or looking cool, and it would only be a short matter of time before it was yours

There would be silly times, not wanting to make him spend so much money on something

He’d sit you down on his lap and cradle your cheeks in your hands

“Tell me what you wanted to buy off the app” It was goofy, but he always looked so serious when you offhandedly mentioned wanting something

You’d protest, but he knew exactly how to convince you to tell him anything he wanted to know

It always resulted in you sighing and telling him, but pushed on his chest with a pout, saying it was too expensive

Money never seemed to be an issue with him, and he seemed pleased above all else when he could get you something

He may not be able to tell you everything about him, and what he did each night

But until he could tell you, he was happy to spend as much time as he could with you and give you as much happiness as you brought him

It may break your heart to find out who he really was, and it would break his if he had to see your frightened expression

So for now, he’d keep letting you bring out the more positive sides of himself

And there truly was only one thing he wouldn’t be able to let you have

And that was a life without him in it

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Heyyy can you please do a Ej x super innocent reader?

Why absolutely you can! He's always been one of my favorites, so it was super fun to write for him!

And as per usual with these characters, tw for blood, threats of violence, and implied death.

Word Count: 1,203

You were just supposed to be another one of his victims. EJ never really picked anyone specifically, and did minimal research into a person before deciding who he’d go after next. If there was less info, it only helped keep all suspicion off him for the time being. While the way he killed was unique, he never wanted to fall into a pattern and end up getting caught in the end. 

But he wasn’t sure why he didn’t end up killing you. He became almost entranced, in an odd sort of way. You were clueless. Sure, he wasn’t exactly obvious when he went after someone, but you didn’t seem to pay any mind when your window would be open at night. Not once, not twice, but FIVE times, he’d crawled through your window and you always laughed about it being open, thinking you’d left it open again…

He wasn’t sure if you were oblivious or just downright stupid. 

At one point, he even thought it would be funny to mess with your head a little more. Do something more obvious to try and get your attention. He’d leave your fridge open, blood on the shelves. He nearly felt his jaw hit the floor when you laughed. Said “must have let the beef stay in there too long.” Before throwing it all out and cleaning it up. 

It became a sick form of game for him. To see how much he had to go over the top to finally get you to be afraid. Imagine his frustration when you screamed at a small ball of fuzz, thinking it was a roach in your home. How come the blood trails, the cuts in your pillow, the broken window and the slashed tires didn’t scare you but a ball of fuzz did? It left him groaning, covering his face in disbelief. 

He had spent far too long figuring out how to get to you, and decided to just go for it in the end. You were home, and he knew that. He had stolen your keys, made a copy, and now walked right into your home when you were cleaning the living room. Seeing you dancing around, singing entirely off-key to the music you were listening to, it confused him. He had come into the situation prepared to make you his victim. 

He did still want to…but why was he hesitating? His inner distractions caused him to not hear when you stopped singing. He nearly flinched when he was pulled out of his thoughts by you walking right up to him. “Hello? I think you have the wrong apartment.” He was so sure you could see his mask shift, brows furrowed as he tried to think of what to say. 

His voice was rough around the edges to say the least, he never really took time to talk to anyone. Especially not victims. “Uh…” He couldn’t even think of what to say. It took him several moments before he spoke a bit more confidently. “No. This is the one I meant to be at.” But he didn’t think things through. Why was he even bothering with talking to you? It wasn’t something he’d ever done before, and he tried to resort to different lengths to get you to be scared of him. Something, ANYTHING.

He pulled out a surgical knife, jabbing it in your direction. “You seriously don’t understand the situation?” A scoff, and he continued. “Don’t you know you’re in danger right now?” 

You looked at him confused, speaking softly. “Am I? I didn’t even notice you in here…like wouldn’t you have already hurt me if I was in danger?” Your words were genuine, not seeming to feel any semblance of fear…just confusion. A desire to know more. 

He paused, his hand twitching as he nearly dropped the knife. For someone so oblivious, so…INNOCENT, he hated that…you were right. If it were any other victims, he would have dealt with them then and there. No questions, no talking, nothing but violence straight out of a horror movie. So why was he hesitating?

“OH!” You clapped your hands in front of you, and you didn’t register him tensing up, as if pulled out of his own conflicting thoughts. “I remember hearing of a costume party in the building, it’s a few doors down though.” You beamed at him, reaching up to feel his mask before he grabbed your wrist to stop you. It was a firm grip that nearly bordered on painful. But you didn’t seem to care, instead gasping. 

“Woah you’re pretty strong!” A laugh from you and his grip tightened just slightly. “Don’t worry, apartment buildings can be super confusing since everything looks the same.” You grinned, and pointed with your free hand in the direction of the party being held. “If you go down the hall to-”

He interrupted you, leaning closer and nearly growling as he spoke. “I’m not here for a fucking party.” His emotions were going haywire. He felt too much all at once. Frustration, bafflement, confusion, and small sparks of amusement. “I don’t dress like this for some parties. I do it for my…” He trailed his knife down your arm, though not enough to draw blood. Just enough to sting. “Job. If you wanna call it that.” While he tried to hold out some hope you’d understand the meaning, he figured you wouldn’t catch it. 

You tilted your head, and let out a small, “Hey that kinda hurts.” With a furrowed brow, but even still, you didn’t pull back from his grip. 

He laughed, and while it seemed to amuse you, anyone else would have ran for their lives if they heard a laugh that was menacing. “You know? This is both fun and frustrating. You’re completely unbelievable.” His words were laced with threats you never knew of, and he found himself smiling just slightly. He hated that this was genuinely a bit amusing. He’d never been treated so kindly since he started killing just for fun. Just to eat. 

“Is that a bad thing?” You pouted, but you both turned towards the window as you heard numerous police cars seeming to get closer to the building. While you paid no mind, you noted how he let you go, stepping back with an annoyed huff. 

“I’ll tell you next time.” He said, straightening his mask and rushing to the window. It left you gasping, and ran over just in time to see him jump out of it. You let out a startled scream, expecting to see him land on the cold ground below. 

But there was no one there. You looked around in confusion, and it left him letting out a chuckle. 

Well…it wasn’t exactly what he expected. He anticipated making you scream in fear for yourself. Yet somehow, you screamed in fear that he’d get hurt. An astounding contradiction, but he sighed when out of reach of the police. It left him confused…he promised that he’d tell you next time. If he knew what was good for him, he’d either stay away from you entirely, or end you the second he was within arms reach again. 

So why didn’t he feel the desire to hurt you anymore?

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Innocence (Part 3) - Masky x Reader

So I'm not responding to a comment to post this one. Usually I do, but I've received numerous requests for a part three to this fic. Both on here and on AO3, so imma just post it the normal way XD

It was fun to write, and I hope you guys enjoy some more Masky content!

Word Count: 1,413

The last few weeks with Tim had made you happier than you even thought possible. After giving you a brief but tender kiss, he immediately said you were his. It made you laugh, saying you were, but he couldn’t simply claim you without you agreeing. To be fair, he was the only guy you had recognized you developed feelings for. He was kind, blunt when needed…which was all the time. You were never one to pick up on signals or hints at what people were saying, which only made him resort to being more blunt than he usually would be. It definitely helped, and made it easier to navigate your relationship. 

He was more gentle than needed, but given what he did for “work,” it made sense. His strength was no laughing matter, and he wasn’t used to being tender with anyone. If he thought that you might break if he touched you…it was entirely viable. But it did lead to some funny moments, and even the sweetest confessions. How he’d lift you up with adoration when he’d return back to your apartment. It may as well be a shared apartment, seeing as he seemed to be there more often than not. 

Any chance he could, he’d be climbing through your window to see you. No matter how many times you said he could walk in through the front door, he’d simply say the window was more fun. You even gave him a key to try and dissuade him from climbing all the way back up to his apartment. Though you quickly realized it was a futile endeavor. But who were you to get in the way of his fun if he enjoyed climbing through your window so much?

Today was one of those harsher days, him coming in wounded. You’d seen it much worse, but still worried as if it was the end of the world. You treated his wounds as always, touching the area gently. It made him scoff, but smile at you with adoration in his eyes. He often tried to hide that look, disguised behind a cocky expression that did little to truly hide how much he enjoyed being with you. And after you were done patching him up, he sighed and spoke softly. 

“I need a shower, and you’re more than welcome to join me.” While he spoke relatively confidently, there were undertones in his voice that you couldn’t quite pick up on. Almost a sense of nervousness mixed with…something else, that only he seemed to understand. 

It made you laugh, shaking your head. “I already had a shower today!” But you stood up, saying you’d find him clean clothes to change into. Realistically, you knew you had plenty for him to wear. He’d come in, battered and bleeding more times than you could count. It became normal for him to leave some items of his clothes here, and you’d wash them without question. Somehow, you ended up becoming an expert on getting bloodstains off of clothes. 

He sighed, seemingly disappointed but gave you a wide smile anyways. “Maybe next time.” He muttered, cupping your cheek in his hand as he smiled. He was already on his way to the bathroom, and you set off to find something to fit him. 

It was a colder day, so you wanted to grab things that he wouldn’t freeze out there in if he decided to head back home for the night. Sorting through the clothes, you found one of his old hoodies and pants. You hummed, thinking about it before grabbing another long sleeved shirt to wear under the hoodie. A nod, and you decided the outfit would be fitting for the weather. 

Knocking on the bathroom door, he didn’t respond, but you decided to head in anyways. You folded and laid down the new clothes on the counter while picking up the old ones. Hearing him hum softly, you decided to not interrupt his shower and headed out of the bathroom with his dirty clothes. 

You immediately wanted to get to work, inspecting each of the items of clothing for blood. He had a few cuts on his legs when he came in today, so it wasn’t surprising to see blood staining the pants legs. The shirt was clearly well worn, but your eyes stayed locked onto the hoodie. You remembered all the times you wanted to steal it for a while, enjoying the thought of wearing something that still smelled like him. The fabric was thick, but soft and you held it up to your cheek. It was perfect! 

You giggled as you slid it on over your clothes, your shorts sticking out slightly from how oversized it was. It even looked big on him more often than not, which probably made it easier for him to move around in. The thought had you letting out a happy sigh, flopping back down on the bed with your legs dangling off it. You were still lost in thought, happy to have the chance to finally wear one of his hoodies that you didn’t hear the shower turn off as he walked into the room. 

“Huh?” Was all the noise that escaped his lips, standing frozen in the doorway as he took in the sight. You were…wearing his hoodie, giggling to yourself and kicking your feet slightly. 

Hearing him speak, you sat up and beamed at him. “I’m not even sorry I’m wearing this.” You giggled, continuing, “It smells like you! It’s so comfy, and it’s way more soft than I thought it would be!” You didn’t seem to register the slightly darkened color in his eyes, narrowing them slightly as he listened to you without processing what you were saying. 

He stepped closer, standing directly in front of you before speaking. “It…looks good on you.” He mumbled, before leaning in for a kiss. 

It was sudden, but he always was one to be spontaneous. The kiss was a bit more heated than it usually was, and you giggled as he placed a hand on your shoulder to lower your back to the bed. He hovered over you, one hand beside your head to keep himself steady while the other trailed down your arm. “Keep it.” He muttered, only speaking when he saw the typical confused expression on your face that he was used to seeing. “I…like when you wear it. It’s like showing me that you truly are mine.”

He couldn’t stop himself from pulling you into another kiss, the tension rising by the second. While he knew he shouldn’t push the boundaries, he also couldn’t stop himself in the moment. He felt a raging fire inside him, desperate for more of you. But eventually he pulled back, effortlessly lifting you and setting you on the bed with you cradled to his side. “You drive me crazy, you know that?” 

His fingers trailed along your cheek, moving to the back of your neck. You didn’t waste any time, and immediately shifted closer and laid your head on his shoulder as he wrapped his free arm around you. “I don’t mean to…” You mumbled, clearly unaware of exactly what he was talking about. “But…if you really want me to have it, I’ll gladly take it!” You smiled, nuzzling softly against his neck. 

He huffed, but you just knew he was smiling. You hummed, thinking for a second before speaking. “On one condition!” You sat up slightly, much to his dismay. “You have to wear it again when it stops smelling like you.” A pout formed on your lips, clearly passionate about it. 

His jaw dropped slightly at the request, before he laughed. It was nothing but joy on his expression, and he nudged you to lay back down at his side. “You’ve got yourself a deal, baby.” He pulled you impossibly closer before his fingers trailed down your arm. His voice was quiet, not even realizing he’d said it. “One day I’ll see you without it…” The implications made it hard for him to hold himself back. 

You hummed, wondering what he had said. He didn’t elaborate, and instead settled himself down, fully intent on staying by your side tonight. It wasn’t long before you both fell asleep, content with each other’s company. You wondered as you fell asleep, just what he meant by that. But it wasn’t something to worry about, he’d tell you when he was ready. Or even more…

Show you exactly what you do to him. 

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Vi (Arcane) NSFW Headcanons

Guys...imma be honest I accidentally deleted the request when I meant to queue this up to post. But it was a simple request, just for general NSFW headcanons for Vi. I still had it written down for my list of things to write I just. Deleted the ask itself. So I'm very sorry for whoever requested it, but it's here now! :,D

Now initially, I was gonna write a different character to go next on the queue but decided to do a tamer headcanon list in comparison to the last one to ease the air a lil bit and potentially give readers the chance for potentially less triggering NSFW with our girl. Just in case they were uncomfortable reading about those types of triggers.

Other than that! These aren't EXTREMELY specific, because the request hadn't mentioned a gender for the reader. But there's still some details in there that are far from SFW.

But! I hope you guys enjoy another Vi list, and thank you for anyone reading <3

Vi is, without a doubt, a switch

But, she also cares for anyone she becomes close with, bending to their wants and needs at the time

If you lean more on the submissive side, then she’ll gladly walk you through things and provide for you in any way she can

If you learn to be more dominant, that’s just fine too! She’ll happily let you take the lead and be whatever you wanted at the time

She does have her limits though, depending on the mood and any pre-discussed plans, she may turn the tables and challenge your authority with a smirk the whole time

Really, it all comes down to any wants and needs that are discussed

She can be flexible with those things, and cares so firmly and deeply that you wanna do something? She’d be down

And if it’s something she hasn’t tried before, or you haven’t either, she’ll go slow and work up to it

There’s nothing she wouldn’t try once, because there are endless possibilities when it comes to intimacy

You may both end up being surprised to adore something you hadn’t tried before, so why not give it a shot?

Though there will always be things both parties wouldn’t want to go without, and she’s no exception to that

That particular interest she has that she can’t just seem to let go?

Marking

There’s nothing she loves more than the feeling of your skin in her teeth, sucking at the aching spots that would be sure to leave marks later

It sends a thrill through her, and as much as she wants to be the one to leave the marks, she desperately craves the same

If pain itself wasn’t much of something you enjoyed, she’d agree and become far more gentle with it

She knew the gentle marks weren’t going to last long, and doesn’t mind in the slightest

That just equates to her being able to leave marks more frequently, giving you plenty of others to make up for the ones starting to fade

Though she will be the one to insist you be rougher with the marks you leave on her, always making the most beautiful of noises when you do get rougher with them

Even if she’s being the dominant one, she’ll grab you by the wrists and insist on scratching her as roughly or gently as you wanted

She sees those red likes and scrapes on her back in the mirror, and takes it as a personal accomplishment

Afterall, if you truly felt good enough to claw so desperately at her back while she has her way with you, then it meant she surely was doing something right

And as for doing something right, she isn’t a stranger for nights of passion

She did crave to have someone special by her side, but she’d never deny she’d had partners in the past

If you ever became insecure about that, she’d make sure you couldn’t think of anything but her for as long as you could handle it

She’d drop all contact with anyone she’d ever been with

You were her world, and she wouldn’t let anything ruin that

But if you were to express that it upset you, she’d slow things down exponentially

Anything you wanted, anything you needed she would always try to provide

Afterall, she knew the difference between when to take things slowly, tenderly and lovingly…

Or when you needed her to show just how desperately she craved to taste every inch of you

She’d do so eagerly, and wouldn’t even matter who was being the dominant one

Especially if the two of you were switches, she would eagerly get down on her knees for you…begging you to do anything you wanted to her, and make her squirm. Make her writhe, and beg on her hands and knees until the plentiful release finally came

…as long as you knew, that she wanted exactly the same from you

You knew exactly when she was starting to crave you in any particular setting

Her cheeks would turn slightly red, and her eyes narrowed as she looked at you hungrily

Rather that made you want to dominate or submit, it didn’t matter to her

She wanted YOU, and it didn’t matter if that meant she was on the receiving end or you were as long as it was truly what you wanted

Aside from marking, she seemed to be obsessed with your taste above all else

Rather it was leaving nips or bites across your skin, whispering how badly she wanted you against your neck as she flicked her tongue out to tease and taste the sensitive skin there, or using her mouth to bring you pleasures intense enough to make your eyes roll back into your head, nothing seemed better in her mind

While she did enjoy any pleasures you could give her, she loved to make you feel good even more

If that meant you used her body however you wanted, overstimulated her to the point of breaking, or giving you anything you could ever want until you reached the point of ecstasy, it was more than enough in her mind

She cherished you, and no one else

But even on bad days, when you were stressed or frustrated, she seemed to know exactly how to make you feel better…inside and outside the bedroom

She wasn’t a monster, she knew when to stop

She was the one who proposed a safeword, and held to it like it was the only thing that mattered in the world

No matter how ravenous and heated things could get, she still wanted you to feel safe with her

Aftercare? There’s no one better

She would tend to any need you may have, and do so without ever protesting

You needed a drink? She already has one on the bedside table

Cuddles? She’s already in your favorite cuddling position, ready to rub your back and cradle you closer than you thought possible

Clean you up? Darlin’ she’s already on it

No matter what, she’s ready for anything when it comes to you

Even if…that usually does result into a round two…or three…or five…anything you wanted was exactly what she wanted to

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Hey welcome back! If you’re still taking requests can I have a yandad cruise captain? Escaping is impossible 70 percent because you’re out on the ocean. And the rest of the time there is very tight security, so no one not allowed on the boat gets on or off.

I’m sorry 😭 requests are not currently open. They’ll be opening sometime towards the middle of the month or towards the end, but not for One Piece, Arcane, or Creepypasta

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Hai darl! How are ya? hope ur doing oki 🤗i was wondering if yu could do some nsfw yandere vi headcannons with a darling with past sexual trauma...yu can skip this if ur uncomfy!

You're so sweet! I can USUALLY write for this kind of topic if it's extremely vague. So for the record, there are no explicit details on the instance itself. It focuses much more on how Vi would react. But still, fair warning to anyone who plans to read this:

Tw; past SA (not elaborated much on at all), swearing, panic attack symptoms, violence (not directly towards other characters, although there are threats of it), NSFW implications, and typical yandere behaviors, though it's mostly just stated verbally

Be sure to be safe everyone, and only read if you are comfortable with these types of fics. Your safety matters more than any fic <3

Word Count: 1,043

Things were always amazing in the few months you’d been dating Vi, she was beyond kind

She might be overprotective, but you knew it was just because she loved you

She was strong, without a doubt, and you always felt safe with her because of it

But after a while, Vi decided to confront you about always pushing her away softly when things started to get intimate

“Is…it me?” She’d ask in a tone that broke your heart

You almost cried then and there

Deciding it was finally time, you explained the way you had been assaulted in your past

You expected her to get angry, pissed at both you and the person who did it to you

But she looked…surprisingly calm as she took in your words

“I-I’m sorry…” You’d say again and again

She shifted closer to you on the couch, cupping your cheeks in both hands as she kissed your cheek

She had expressed she could never be mad at you, no matter what

After you had nearly cried yourself to sleep, she carried you to bed and laid you down gently, scared you’d break

Only when you were tucked in and sleeping soundly, she left a small note saying she’d be back soon

The second she reached her own place, the rage and fury couldn’t be stopped

She shattered vases, punched holes in the walls she knew she’d have to pay for later

In the aftermath of her rage, she stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by damages she did herself

She collapsed to her knees, hands on the ground as she breathed heavily, wondering what she could do to make you feel safer

Even though the incident happened before she knew you, she felt guilty

If she’d have just met you sooner, she would have beaten the shit out of that motherfucker

But after a while, she calmed down if only slightly

She’d return and smiled softly as she saw you still sleeping

She tore up the note and cuddled you in the way you had always expressed made you feel safe

It wasn’t until you were awake did she dare move an inch

She kissed your cheek, and mumbled softly in a near broken voice

“I’ll protect you with my life…I swear it”

It made you rub the tired from your eyes, giving her a sleepy smile

“You don’t gotta do all that for me.” You’d say

She’d move to slowly roll you over to look at her better

“Baby doll…there’s not a goddamn thing in this world I wouldn’t do for you”

It made your smile widen, and cuddle closer to her

“You already made me feel safe. That’s all I could ask for.” 

You’d kiss her cheek in mirror of the way she had just kissed yours

Your words seemed to ease her nerves slightly, and you both refused to leave the bed for another couple hours

You talked about anything and everything, and she did the same

Always asking active listening questions and replied with her own stories and experiences

It was serene

However things changed slightly, though not in a bad way

She insisted on being with you near all the time

If you wanted to leave the house, she was right there by your side cradling your hand gently

Even miniscule errands you had to make ended up being a joint trip

It was nice, but you couldn’t help but see the scowl on her face if anyone got even remotely close to you

You laughed a bit, squeezing her hand

“Not everyone is a bad person, Vi.” 

She scoffed, but smirked to show she wasn’t exactly in disagreement with you

“Well yeah. But there’s still the possibility, however small the chances may be.”

Another laugh, and you continued your stroll through the shopping district

Your relationship only seemed to grow, becoming closer by the day

But hell, that much time with someone was bound to tie you together

One day though, you decided to talk about the incident further

You were sat on the couch, and she was pressed firmly against your side with an arm wrapped around your shoulders

She listened to every word, and when she started to look agitated with how you were hurt once, you cupped her face and brushed your thumbs along her cheek

You smiled, and slowly leaned in for a kiss

She leaned into your touch and brushed her lips against your gently

As you tried to deepen the kiss, she pulled back with a raised eyebrow and smirk

“You’re a damn tease, you know that?” Her words were full of adoration, but looked like she was holding herself back exponentially

It had you let out a small laugh, and you took her hand, resting it on your own thigh

Her eyes widened, and she asked softly 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you…”

In response, you smiled and gently eased her into a deeper kiss

“You do so much for me…and you make me feel safe. I’d trust you with everything.” 

You tilted your head, smiling widely at her

Her eyes seemed to darken, and she leaned close, breath brushing against your neck

“Baby doll…I would do ANYTHING for you. Not even just protect you, but anything you’d ever want or need. Even if it means beating the shit out of anyone you even slightly disliked…”

She’d murmur against your neck

She let out a sigh and leaned back on the couch to tilt your chin and meet her gaze

“When I say anything, I mean anything. And I know you’re probably pushing yourself even now. We can wait. I promise, I’m not going anywhere. We have all the time in the world to work up to…that…stuff.”

Your eyes lit up, adoration and affection in your expression

You let out a small laugh, and spoke gently

“You’re right…and I appreciate you being so considerate of me. Maybe we’ll just…start small. Working up to it sounds like a good plan. And I promise I’ll let you know when I’m ready for more.”

There was still darkness in her eyes, something you noticed rarely went away

But she was always there for you, and she always will be

No matter what

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July Writing Calendar!

So this is the calendar I made with what fic will be uploaded on what days. All the blank days are days that I post on my other pages. I've posted some about what the other blogs are, so if those interest you, the calendar for those pages is also about to uploaded on those pages!

I'll be opening requests for this page relatively soon, so be sure to be on the lookout for that post :D

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Imma end up having to open requests again pretty soon into next month XD I do have a good number of requests still, but I realized very quickly into making the schedule a couple weeks ago that 100% of my requests are for three fandoms alone. So after a bit into the month, I'll be opening requests OTHER than the three I exclusively have requests for.

Meaning WHEN I do open requests (and I'll make an announcement post), no One Piece, Arcane, or Creepypasta. But once I post the schedule a lil later today, you'll be able to see what is uploading when ^^

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REQUESTS AND ANNOUNCEMENT

I got a solid few requests, so I'll be closing requests for a bit! I'm working on getting enough fics to post regularly starting the 1st of next month! Once I get the details a little more fleshed out, I'll be adding a picture of the schedule so you'll have an idea on what to expect for what days :D

It'll essentially only have the pairing. But it'll show what pairing is getting a fic on what days of the week. I've made some good progress on the fics, and I'll be sticking to the schedule. Around the middle of each month, I'll open up requests (though there may be other times I'll open them if I get through enough of the fics within that timeframe). Just to give me some time to work through the ones I do have.

I have several written for each blog, and once I post the schedule, the que of the fics will upload them at a regular time (that I haven't set yet) so that each day, the fics will post on the blog they're designated for.

Thank you all for your patience, and I look forward to posting the fics I've been working hard on for a while now <3

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Same for this page <3

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

I'll be opening requests for a little while, so feel free to ask away!

I'll let everyone know when I close them again, so go ahead and send in ones you'd like to see!

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Hey could you maybe write some fluff headcanons with Masky and fem!reader? If not, that's totally fine, have a good day!! :)

Of course! I know it's suuuuuuper late, but I always love a good creepypasta fic! It's not QUITE a fic, but fun to write nonetheless! There's not a ton of outright FEM reader mentioned, as it focused mostly on Masky's feelings, emotions, and actions. But there's one here and there ^^

Thank you for requesting, and I'm happy I got to write for the secretly sweetest boy...sometimes. Def some soft yandere vibes, but he is, in fact, a killer. Nothing too crazy, but def still gonna tag it just in case

So! I hope you enjoy <3

Before Relationship Starts:

It can take Masky a while to become open about his feelings, and denies them avidly. Not even just to you, but to himself

It’s easy for him to get insecure, and will initially put distance between you

He doesn’t want to involve you in his life of crimes, fearing he would hurt you rather intentionally or not

But as soon as he starts to accept his feelings, he’ll give you gifts casually and not act like it’s a big deal

He takes mental notes on things you may like, or that you’ve expressed interest in

As you talk, he’ll be sure to buy anything and everything he can just to see the excitement on your face when you see it

He’s not one to buy flowers outright, but would in a heartbeat if he knew it would make you happy

He does have a jealous streak, but tries to downplay it

It would certainly be suspicious if all of the men who talked to you just…disappeared, right?

Once he’s developed feelings, there’s not anything anyone could do that would keep him from you

It doesn’t matter how far away from you he lives, he’d move to be as close to you as possible

It doesn’t help that the windows in your bedroom are just so easily visible

He’ll watch, not entirely out of his protection over you, but because the peaceful side warms his heart in ways he’s never felt before

He knows everything about you, both from what you’ve said but what he sees when he’s “not around”

Despite that, he knows it’s wrong

But above that he knows that he’s not the average person one would want to fall in love with

He was dangerous, and if anyone hurt you in any capacity they’d realize just how dangerous he really was

But he’d never be that way to you

He’d change his life, his world, anything if it meant he could really be with you

Though right before he’d ask you to be his, he’d disappear

Not for long, a couple weeks to try and decide if he really was worth being yours

He wouldn’t want you to regret it instead of being excited

After a long period he’d decided, he wasn’t going to calmly take no for an answer

He truly didn’t know what he’d do if he heard the word no…but that wasn’t what you’d say

When he heard you return his feelings, he had to scream at himself internally not to be TOO openly excited 

But hearing that? He knew he’d burn the world down and take everyone but the two of you with it

In The Relationship:

Once in the relationship, things shift

He’s more happy, he smiles anytime he sees you

When he’d come to your apartment covered in injuries, you asked no questions

If he wanted to tell you, he would

Anytime you’d patch him up, it was impossible to hide the fact that he would look at you with immeasurable adoration

When he’d come to you, furious over something, it’s like any negative emotion he had would vanish

His world truly revolved around you, and there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to keep that beaming smile on your face

While he would initially avoid you when discovering his feelings, once you’re in the relationship it’s like he never wanted to leave your side

He’d cuddle with you, and protest when you’d have to leave for work

Your life together was full of laughter, almost childlike excitement when you’d force him to dance with you when your favorite songs would play

It was messy, and he’d have a bashful look on his face at how uncoordinated he was when it came to dancing

Hurting people? Taking over missions he’d been sent on? Easy. Effortless

Yet when it came to the light-hearted antics, he was full of doubts he’d be able to keep you happy and enjoying your time with him

Overtime it grew easier, being with you made him more open to try new things

He’d try making your favorite meal, only to burn it terribly

He’d look so guilty when he showed you, but widen his eyes when you laughed and told him that he did his best

He never had anyone to tell him that even if he failed, his efforts mattered more than the outcome

It was difficult, to contain just how much he loved you

He wondered if you were as crazy as he was, to fall for someone so mysterious

You never asked what his job was, only mentioning that you hoped his work day went alright

He had told you once, that he was an ask no questions kind of man, and it seems you took that to heart

One day he may tell you the truth of what he did…the people he hurt

But until then, he was more than content to keep his darker sides to himself

Besides, no matter how dark and damned he was, your radiance was enough to make even himself feel that maybe he had a purpose in life other than harming those he was told to

He knew long ago, that he found his purpose

All he aimed to do was keep that beautiful smile on your face until the end of time

Even if it meant harming any who distressed you…or even just being a shoulder to cry on

No matter what, he’d keep you safe…no matter the cost

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MILESTONE

OMG OMG OMG! I am SO close to a follower milestone! Any ideas on what I should do for when I hit it?