Reader always attends Monty's shows (yknow if they're not busy with work)
He gets incredibly jealous when the reader talks to any of the other employees or animatronics
^ A cuddling session can fix that jealousy though
^ He will grumble the entire time though
Loves giving the reader back massages
He sometimes playfully splashes you with water
Dates mostly include exploring the pizzaplex, playing golf, and bothering Glamrock Freddy (or Sundrop, whoever's available at the time)
He will tackle you without warning at any given time
He likes hearing you ramble about whatever
^ He's a good listener
He has more than once tried to mate with you in the water
He will bite during sex to mark you as his, he makes sure not to hurt you too bad though (no clue what this kink is called)
He likes sitting on the catwalk with you while you eat your lunch
You're the only one he doesn't raise his voice at
He naps on top of you (like a large dog) in the staff break room when he doesn't want to be bothered
^ This is the probably the only time you'll get cuddle time longer than 30 minutes
Your first kiss was when you quickly kissed him on the top of his snout; this flustered the gator so damn bad lol
Your relationship would probably be mostly professional on the surface depending on what type of work you do at the pizzaplex (mechanic, gator golf ride operator, anything else with gator golf, would mostly be professional, for example)
^ If you do any of those, nobody really knows you're dating except the animatronics and other staff
^ If you're something like, say, a security guard, a waiter, a cook, you work in another part of the pizzaplex, etc., you and Monty wouldn't have to act as professional with one another and literally everyone knows you're dating
Monty is INCREDIBLY flirty and likes flustering you
summary: domestic fluff!!! I’m ovulating and thought about how Xiao would be as a father. like, he’s definitely a girl dad no doubt. There’s nothing in this world that can change my mind. gn! reader despite heavy implications of birth, idk maybe xiao laid the egg we’ve all seen that one fanart before lmao
xiao swears up and down that he doesn’t have a paternal bone in his body! he’s an adeptus, a dignified yaksha, the conquerer of demons, the only things he’s ever known are his weapon and slaughter.
and then you came around. you, his lovely spouse that seemed to spark a renewed passion for life he’d long forgotten. oh, he’d go to the ends of Teyvat and back for you, trust you with his own weapon and bow his head to your feet— there was no purer form of love and trust than what Xiao harbored for you.
so, when you mindlessly mentioned the idea of having children, you could see him visibly buffer trying to process what you said. when it registers, his face grows red, his nose scrunches up, and his eyebrows began knitting together. He wanted to say something, anything, but true to habit you’ve once again left him speechless. he sighs, thinking you were just trying to fluster him to see his reaction and shakes his head.
he’d think about it later that night though. how would reproduction between a human and an adeptus work? was it even possible for interspecies reproduction? biologically speaking, he was genetically different from you. he was technically a completely different species regardless of the human form he takes.
he wonders what it would look like— an offspring between you two. he’d wonder if the little creature would have your eyes, your smile, your hair-
at first thought, he’d say he’d want it to look like you.
in all honesty he doesn’t think much of this form, it just tends to be better use in combat. that’s all he’s ever thought of his body, really. but now that he was looking at himself, really looking at himself- would he be upset if the little thing looked like him? if they had his pale skin? his shorter stature? would they even possess an adeptal form?
then came the questions of which he would prefer- a girl, or a boy? in complete honesty he didn’t particularly care, he’s known many respectable warriors of either sex in his time, it wasn’t an aspect he really considered when looking at someone.
but,
he did like the idea of having a daughter, for whatever reason. a daughter that looked like him, his dark hair, his pale skin, a creature that could harbor any resemblance of him yet still look so innocent and fragile seemed like such a foreign thing to him. almost impossible.
the idea that any creation of his could somehow look so fragile- and tiny..
it proved to be the most astonishing thing he’d ever seen in his lifetime.
he swears he could fit her entire head within the palm of his hand, not that he’d ever try, she seemed more squishy than typical mortals. he was so afraid of dropping her; he didn’t even know how to handle something so small and fragile— but when he saw those tiny little eyes trying their hardest to peer up at him through tears, it’s like something clicked into place.
something fell into place for him that day. like a part of his soul he didn’t know was missing had finally been restored. there was something so soft, so gentle about the way he gazed down at her. curiosity and admiration hitting him all at once. he couldn’t believe that she was his own, that he had a part in her making. he couldn’t believe something so precious could ever come from him, but here she was, arriving as bloody as he lived. he almost could laugh at how ironic it was.
(bonus) he wouldn’t let either of you out of his sights for months. he’d watch you both like a hawk, making sure neither of you ever wandered too far from him. you were making his brain scramble from how much he worried about you— he swears he should’ve started asking Baizhu for mortal medicine months ago so he wouldn’t have to anxiously wait for your new prescription to be filled.
a/n: perk of having an adeptus as a husband and father of your child? he doesn’t need sleep, so you’ll always have breaks. here’s to hoping your child doesn’t take after him in that regard, at least in infancy lol. This was just a little Drabble I thought of, the baby fever will hopefully be gone in a couple days wish me luck. This is gn! Reader friendly! you can imagine like a magic kid or like you get him pregnant or something idk peg his ass!!
🔪💀Slashers and their favorite Kinks (With an implied female S/O) -NSFW💀🔪
Characters: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Brahms Heelshire
⚠️Warnings⚠️- Mentions of Blood/Blood play along with knife play as well as alluding to pregnancy/a breeding kink, Sex (Vaginal), and masturbation
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Michael Myers
Not surprising at all that he's big into blood and knife play 🔪🩸
Dude is also a huge sadist (obviously) but also a little bit of a masochist as well
If you're fine with it, he'll slice you a little on a breast and start licking and sucking the mess up. Don't worry, he won't leave too bad of a wound. He wants you around after all
Once he 100% trusts you and then some, he'll give you his knife and let you cut into him a little. If you're not comfortable with the knife being used at all on either of you, that's fine with him. He's more into the blood play anyways
He comes home bloodier than usual so he can smear it all over your face. The crimson of the blood matches your eye color so well. Drives him absolutely mad
Jason Voorhees
Baby boy absolutely has a praise kink
Please tell him if he's doing a good job eating you out or if his cock is filling you nicely 🥺 He not only needs the reassurance but the praises will absolutely make him pick up the pace
But not too fast unless you're begging him. He's got a good size difference on you. He doesn't want to accidentally hurt you
Jason will absolutely NOT tolerate anything to do with blood during sex or humiliation. So don't ask him.
Thomas Hewitt
Two words: BREEDING 👏KINK👏
Just seeing you do anything around the Hewitt residence turns him on immediately
Unless you say otherwise, this man will always fill up your tight little pussy with his seed
He's trying to knock you up on purpose. Family is most important to him after all
If you beg him to put a baby in you during sex, Thomas will not be able to control himself
Normally he wouldn't go so hard and fast into you but just thinking about you carrying his child makes his mind go numb 🥵
If he does go too hard or fast for you and you do ask him to tone it down a bit, he immediately will.
Brahms Heelshire
You'd think this special, stinky, wall hobo wouldn't have any kinks or anything due to having to hide out in the walls for most of his life but nope. He's got quite a few kinks 😉
His biggest being a spanking kink
He'll literally go out of his way just to annoy you until you get fed up and have to punish him
He also absolutely loves being tied up and being denied a release until you decide when enough is enough (which is usually after you've had a few orgasms yourself)
But oh boy. When you decide you wanna do both at once, though
You'll have his arms tied up over his head so he can't do anything but just lay there as you take his huge cock into your seeping, wet hole. Moving your gorgeous hips in just the right way as you spank his thighs
Everytime he gets close to a release, you stop and hop off him. You sit at the end of the bed and let him watch as you bring yourself to your release
He's pleading with you during the entire time for you to get back on him so he can make the both of you feel good with his cock
"Please (Y/N), please.... I'll be good....I swear"
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👀 I think I may have gone a little overboard with Brahms' one. Oh well. Might do a second part with the Sinclair Twins, Harry Warden and some other slashers if this is well received enough.
A quick little glimpse at something I'm writing currently. Reader's mutation is quite literally stolen from Grishaverse heartrenders. I just think they are rad. Also, i dunno how to format on tumblr so bear with me. NOT proofread sorry not sorry :3
The fight around him was raging with no sign of stopping anytime soon. This was supposed to be a simple mission, Logan, you, Storm and Jean were sent out to investigate a strange concentration of mutant activity in the middle of the woods that Charles had picked up on. He was concerned about the nature of the activity he could sense, unsure whether it would be a friendly interaction or not. So he sent some of his most capable friends, unfortunately. Turns out it was a trap, mutants having been captured to purposely lure them to the alien den. For whatever reason, these creatures wanted the X-men's attention, and they sure had got it. Not in a good way.
Storm was engaged in fighting two of the alien looking creatures off, using her powers to electrocute them to dust while Jean was throwing their bodies haphazardly around, trying to avoid their vicious claws. Currently he was ripping one apart with his claws, yanking his hands down to throw it to the ground before leaping behind the body and sticking his claws through the creature's neck. Pausing to look around at the carnage around him, he spares a glance to where he saw you last but is unable to spot your location. Bodies litter the ground around them, the aliens unrelenting in their attack. He could only spot a few more, the fight hopefully ending soon. As he rips a scaly arm of another alien in half he hears your voice, a humorous tilt in your tone. That was you, always joking in times like this, never taking anything seriously. The way you fought was effortless like it’s something you've spent decades perfecting, which you have. You always refused to purely rely on your powers, determined to make yourself strong in every way and it pays off. The way you gracefully spin around the figures advancing on you, killing them with a calculated sway of your dagger aiming for just the right places, is currently making Logan’s jeans tighter. Which is not what he needs right now. While he was distracted, another tried to sneak up on him but in a second the creature was sent scrambling on the floor, clawing at its throat. He smirks, he likes being a part of a team.
“AHHH!” The scream pierces the air and halts all fighting. The hairs on his arm stand up and he immediately whips his head around to you, only to see you violently close your fist and kill the alien in front of you, blood spurting all over you. Hot… Not the time! You drop your hand and sprint over the bodies left in your wake, leading his eyes to …
Oh no.
He follows suit, running over to Jean’s crumpled form. Storm kneels down and pulls Jean’s head onto her lap. A large gash on her side spurting blood way too quickly for his liking. To be honest, he’s never been good with blood even after all these years. He’s had enough of it. But the amount pouring out of Jean was enough to be sickening, he dropped beside her and tried to stop the flow of blood. Before he could say anything, Jean seemed to be trying to turn his attention to behind him. He turned to see the rest of the creatures gaining on them, wanting to finish the rest of them off while they were distracted. His heart was racing; he could probably take them all, sure, but they really needed to get Jean out of here and back to the mansion.
“We gotta do something, the poison is acting quickly” Storm's somehow calm voice rings out through the mixing of their huffs.
“Leave me. Please.” Jean’s weak voice begs. Always self-sacrificing. He rolled his eyes, knowing none of them could be dragged away from one of their teammates.
“No way in hell.” Your voice was deadly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw you shakily get up from your knees and stumble before him, your body blocking the creatures from view. He tried to call out your name but nothing seemed to come out. The air around you seemed murderous, body shaking with rage. Logan had never seen you like this before, you were the most level-headed on the team but also probably the most protective. When someone hurt your friends, there was hell to pay. And these creatures were about to pay, he almost felt bad for them. Almost. They were running towards your group now, picking up their pace dramatically. Before they could get any closer you slashed your hands in an arc and tightened your fists, head tilting as you focused on their hearts, the blood flowing through their bodies. All at once, they collapsed to the ground becoming very still. He noticed the way blood seeped out of their eyes and noses, not a nice way to go at all.
It was all over in a second, but Jean’s state had already worsened. He pushed tighter against her wound despite her protests, mumbling his apologies. He felt you drop beside him, the air pulled from your lungs as you took in Jean’s dismal state. He saw the tears collecting in your eyes and dropping down your cheeks, he longed to take your face in his hands and wipe them away. He hated seeing you cry, he wanted to make it all better but there was nothing he could do. He felt hopeless.
“I-am going to try something. Get back.” You stuttered out, nudging Logan away from Jean.
“y/n there’s nothing we can do…” Storm tried to reason. You weren’t hearing it.
“I said get back!” Your outburst startled Storm into retreating a few steps. Logan walked over to her and allowed her to lean on him. He knew you had been working on your abilities lately, testing your limits. He also knew that you were extremely powerful. But he couldn’t see what you could possibly do here. Your form shadowed over Jean’s, her breathing becoming shallower by the second. He heard Storm signalling for help, but he was mesmerised by your face of concentration. You were taking deep breaths with closed eyes, hands hovering over the wound on Jean’s side. A flash of pain crossed your face as you made a pulling motion with your hand, repeating the action again and again. What he saw next he couldn’t believe. You had seemed to pause the flow of crimson from the gash but a trail of blood trickled out and flowed into the air, the droplets like rain before dropping to the ground behind you. Only stopping for a second before your hands fall back into action. Before he could blink, the wound had completely disappeared, the skin having knitted itself back together under your fingers. Your breathing was now ragged, and when you opened your eyes, they were entirely red. He heard Storm gasp beside him. The breath left his lungs, speech failing him. Blood filled your eyes, dripping down your cheeks replacing the dried tears, and your hands were a dark shade of red, the liquid even dripping from your fingertips. Logan never liked blood, but the sight of you covered in blood that wasn’t yours, he seemed to like a lot. Now he was just worried about the sag of your shoulders and the terribly tired look on your face.
“I did… There-there’s no more poison. But blood, she’s lost… lost a lot of blood. We have to go.” You fell onto your back, allowing Storm to pick up Jean’s unconscious body and quickly take her to The Blackbird which had just arrived nodding to Logan as she passed. He ran over to you, shaking your shoulder and taking your face in his hand. Instead of wiping tears, he’s wiping blood from your cheeks as you look up at him through the film of red covering your eyes.
“Hey, hey, hey that was pretty crazy huh? You alright? It’s time to go now.” He spoke softly to you, knowing that's probably what you need. You’d explained how using your power was overstimulating, the roaring of heartbeats and blood rushing making your skin crawl. He tried to calm the racing of his heart, knowing you could sense his panic. He felt that calm rush over him and looked into your eyes, the corner of his lips tilting up in appreciation. You always put him, and the others first. It was cute, but it was also frustrating.
“Enough of that, you’ve done enough today. Let’s get you home.” He picked up your nearly limp body in his arms, gently walking you both over to the jet, careful not to jostle your sore body too much. You tiredly smiled up at him, lifting your hand and patting his cheek, leaving a bloody handprint, before promptly passing out.
I’m begging for more alphabets yours are so good!! I’m still laughing at Soap being the “I’m in my girls ear like” meme
thank you anon im glad you enjoy them :)
here’s a gaz nsfw alphabet because i love him so very much and he is incredibly underrated (implied f reader)
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
gives amazing aftercare, doesn’t hesitate to start cleaning you up, then he’ll jump right back in with you to cuddle
on the quieter side. not in a bad way, he still enjoys pillow talk but would prefer to listen to you ramble and occasionally add or react. likes holding you against his chest and absentmindedly tracing over your skin, placing kisses on your head or shoulder once in a while
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
pretty indifferent about himself, does like his chest and shoulders cause buff💪💪 military, also likes his back for the gains and goes crazy for love scratches down his biceps and back
on you? your eyes. classic and cheesy but he loves them and staring into them. LOVES when you two can have silent conversations and he can tell what you’re thinking just from the expression in your eyes
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
i imagine he eats a pretty balanced diet and he’s generally a healthy guy, so it tastes fine. cums a normal amount, too.
he is not tryna have kids right now so he always pulls out before he cums and he looovessss seeing it all over you, almost better than he likes cumming inside you.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
likes watching/hearing you get aggressive and tell people off it gets him going. this isn’t that dirty but he would be embarrassed if you found out. one time while decently drunk you yelled at a girl that wouldn’t stop hitting on him and he was smiling the rest of the night. also likes when you’re protective of him. again he’s a bit embarrassed about it
since neither of these are dirty you get 2 secrets to make up for it lolol
he has a bunch of pictures of you that you don’t know about. like, a TON. candids and stuff that you would hate but he thinks you look nice in. also some dirty ones like he took while you were passed out after sex, not necessarily sexual but intimate in a way that you would murder him if he ever showed someone.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
he’s not inexperienced, but he’s not really fucking a lot per se, like he’s not a big fan of one night stands so majority of his experience is with old partners.
he knows what he’s doing though. it takes a bit for him to learn exactly how you like it but after a few times he knows exactly how to make you melt
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
he likes any position where you’re in his lap, loves the intimacy and it kinda makes him feel stronger/bigger in a way lol
he also likes experimenting with positions though which sometimes ends up with both of you crumpled and laughing because you lost balance or his leg gave out or smth
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
he can be a tad silly as a treat…. similarly to how he likes to tease he also likes banter and is not opposed to a bit of joking around during the moment
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
his hairs curly so it doesn’t exactly get very long, but he keeps it trimmed close anyway. he is very clean and neat i will die on this hill
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
he can be super cheesy when he wants to be, but with the kind of confidence that he can somehow pull it off like he’s corny but lovable. and likes to spoil you so sometimes he really pulls out all the stops to give you a romantic surprise
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
another thing he’s a bit embarrassed about but he does it quite frequently when you guys are separated.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
light bondage!!! like handcuffs drive him crazy he loves to see you squirm and reach to touch him but be physically held back. blindfolds too
temperature play is another good one, goes insane when ice is used on either of you.
food play too, he accidentally pavlov’d himself tho and now cannot eat whipped cream without getting hard
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
all the classic places ofc your bed is the most common, he likes the shower too but i think the couch is his ultimate fav
cause he likes to experiment with different positions the couch allows for a bit more weird leeway going on, like the handles and stuff
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
like i said before it totally gets him going to see you yell at someone for some reason. loves a scrappy girl LMAO i’m projecting
would separate you if you ever actually got in a fight to prevent you from being hurt but there would def be a moment where he’s conflicted
also kinda weird but your scent. smth sciencey abt pheromones probably…. he goes crazy when he can smell traces of you on his sheets or on a shirt and loves to smell your hair as he’s falling asleep
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
anal stuff kinda freaks him out wouldn’t want you to touch his ass 💀💀💀 if you’re really insistent maybe for your birthday or smth but not ideal for him
something he absolutely would never do would be any like dark hard kinks, the idea of cnc or abuse or humiliation makes him go soft
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
so weak to blowjobs. loves giving, too, ofc but you can get him to do pretty much anything if you give him head. he doesn’t wanna like guilt you into giving it, it’s much sexier to him when it’s your idea
ok back to giving he loves it fs! sex is 50/50 to him and he loves pleasing
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
not that he goes slow, but tends to be on the softer side. v much prefers sensual sex, and hates feeling rushed
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
they have their time and place, but generally, he doesn’t prefer them. usually thinks it’s not worth the mess and clean up. does like the idea of picking up where you left off later, and you having to sit through the rest of work with ruined underwear.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
the idea makes him a bit nervous which makes him excited. probably wouldn’t initiate risky public stuff but also wouldn’t say no
with kinks, he’s pretty open, mostly just to make you happy. not unwilling to sub but prefers control. again he’ll try some stuff but isn’t really into heavy dom/dub dynamics or bdsm
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
quite a few depending on the night, but he does need a little break inbetween rounds he’s not superhuman lol. but usually y’all go 2-3 rounds if you don’t have some kinda time crunch
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
i feel like he would enjoy using them on his partner, he’d looove to see the effect they have on you, especially a vibrator. is a bit shy about them being used on himself. not that he’d never let you use them on him, just maybe not all the time. like if he was in a particularly submissive mood he’d be game. uses them on you more often, see also in combination w blindfolding
also kinda related i feel like when he was a teenager his friends got him a fleshlight as a joke and he was too embarrassed to ever use it so he just kept it hidden in his sock drawer or something, and one time his mom found it and yelled at him. he was mortified and his friends never stopped making fun of him for it
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
he can be a SMUG mf, likes to tease n make fun of you. it’s all light hearted, of course, but sometimes he’s so mean!!! totally unfair
he’s a good sport when you tease him, though. doesn’t let it bother him so much cause he knows he’ll make you pay for it, later
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
a little quieter but not silent, wouldn’t outright moan but he does grunt and whimper, voice getting shakier when he gets closer to cumming. lots of heavy, desperate breathing too, right in your ear. likes being quieter so he can hear the noises YOU make it drives him crazy
likes dirty talking a lot, too. like i said before, he can be a mean smug mf sometimes, which deffff transfers into his dirty talk. he lives for when you get so cockdrunk you can’t even respond to his questions as he teases you
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
he has the HOTTEST VOICE EVER OMG IDK something about his accent and tone just DOES it for me fuck. anyway he’d be happy to indulge whatever voice kink you may have i need to hear him whimper bro
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
on the larger side, like 6.5 fully hard, and very very pretty. probably cut?
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
it’s pretty average for a young in shape high-testosterone guy. he won’t be like begging you 24/7 but like 90% of the time he’s ready whenever you are. gets intensely horny when drunk or high tho LOL so that’s when he’ll be more forward
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
would be fine not going to sleep, like he could get up and be functional, but he really does like holding you after and slowly drifting off. might take a little bit but he’s so comfortable he wouldn’t trade it for anything
▹ warnings; horny horny so much horny oh and ig some violence probably a bit off ooc but issokey
˗꒰ ✎ when he first met you ♬ ꒱˗
-» bro was randomly in his superhero suit saving the day as always until he stumbled across you trying to comfort your friend who just got rejected by their crush.
« woah, that girl looks sosososo… pretty?! what?! » he was at a loss for words while staring at your ass and face.
-» then that day, he decided to stalk you, every, fucking, day.
-» couldn’t stop thinking abt you and even told isagi about you, isagi just sweat dropped and thought of this as some sweet love even though it’ll soon turn to obsession.
˗꒰ ✎ what he loooooves abt you <3333 ♬ ꒱˗
-» your body, your face, your eyes, lips— EVERYTHING!!! he loves everything about you, outside or inside— doesn’t matter! loves lives laughs and breaths you.
˗꒰ ✎ things he owns that reminds him of you ♬ ꒱˗
-» his mom was weirded out whenever bachira brought home some “things” in a box/backpack. when she took notice of this for the first time she asked him what was inside that box and he’d always reply; “my treasures!” ahhh, so cute
-» owns many printed framed pictures of you that he took, you were gorgeous~ absolutely stunning and beautiful. 100/10. that’s what he’d rate you.
-» when he found out where you lived he immediately broke in your home— messing with a few things here and there… good thing there were no cctvs! he went straight to YOUR bedroom and searched for your pencils, pens, and… panties. he couldn’t stop blushing for a long time even his mom and friends thought he was sick.
-» has a large figure collection of your favourite anime characters, and many more! he even plays the same games as you and tries to befriend on all of his accounts— and successfully does. you sent a cute “hi :D” and GOSH DID THAT MAKE HIS HEART BEAT GO BRR…!!!
˗꒰ ✎ his stalking methods ♬ ꒱˗
-» he installed a hidden camera fairly well in your room and stalked you doing whatever you do. his cock hardening every time you change. shit. shit. he was in public— he can’t be looking like a weirdo right now.. ahem.. act serious bachira…!
-» often goes out late at night with his superhero suit on— he takes his mask off for a breath and invades your home by opening the window. why didn’t you lock it, dummy? caresses your cheek ever so softly and stared at your sleeping state creepily. his face getting redder and redder by the second.. he just wants to.. strangle.. no..! hug.. kiss.. touc— anyway.
-» he stalks you wherever you go when he’s free. oh, who was that boy that accidentally spilled coffee on you and offered his extra white shirt to change at starbucks? bachira. who was that fine handsome young man that saved you from a car crashing straight at you? bachira. and.. who was that boy that joined your art class recently that likes to tease you? of course it’s bachira. soon enough he found out you were in the same highschool as him and decided to join one or more of your classes.
˗꒰ ✎ yandere spiderman bachira normal ending ♬ ꒱˗
« bachira? hey, why are you here at such a late time..? it’s like.. *yawn* one a.m…. or somethin— » you yelped when he suddenly hugged you out of the blue. just what did he want from you at such an hour…
« n/n.. i wanna stay with you for the night. please.. i got into some big fight with a crook and i’m… » he broke the hug and you looked straight at him— your lazy eyes widened once you saw his bruised face. it was bleeding! why was he like this?!
you immediately rushed him inside your home and slammed the door shut, locking it.
« sheesh, bachira, c’mere, let me fix you up. » « aww, y/n, so you do care for me… » wait, y/n? not your nickname? n/n?
« why’d you.. suddenly called me by my first name.? » « you pay attention to such small details n/n..— » « aaaand, you’re gonna say to not worry about anything. bachira, i’m worried for you— stop trying to get into fights! your mom is probably worried sick that you— » « your mom in law. not my mom. »
uh, what? what he said got a chokehold on you.. uhh… way to go bachira. now you ruined the sweet atmosphere.
« what.. w-what..!? » « n/n, i like you. i always did. » ah, so you can never have a boy best friend huh.
« i protect you from those crooks who got eyes on you— they’re literal creeps, yucky i know. but i’m only getting hurt just so you won’t get exploited.. »
wait, was he…? protecting you all this time… what! what?!!
« chira, i don’t understand, just what the heck are you— » he put a finger to your mouth, shushing you.
« do you accept? or not, n/n. » his expression had gone serious and you two were staring at each other for quite a while. what the hell was he trying to do.. hypnotise you with his good lucks? nah wtf.
« i dunno what to say, honestly. can you give me more time? » « n/n, i know you love me. don’t decline this request. i know you got no rizz and all bu— » you lightly flicked his forehead, half of his face was covered in bandaids and many more.
« hah, how could i ever say this.. yeah i like you, chira. but i don’t think we’re meant for each other. »
« we are, you just don’t know it yet but you’re my wife already! » « what…!!!! bachira! stop, you’re making me nervous..! »
he teased you, and eventually— you did reciprocate his feelings back and from that night on, you both started dating. unknown to you that he used to stalk you way before, and he would like it to stay that way.
i might make a part 2 for the good and bad endings idk
what would you do 😀 if i snuck into your 😀 bathroom 😀 while you were showering 😀 and i sniffed 😀 your dirty undies 😀 what would you do 😀
you a little freaky...
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“What would you do, if I snuck into your bath, while you were showering, and I sniffed your dirty undies? What would you do?” Eddie yelled all the way from the end table he was leaning on in the living room.
“What the fuck?!” Dustin screeched from the couch.
So, Eddie has a nasty habit of saying the weirdest things with no filter. And he has gotten comfortable enough to say them literally anywhere. And sometimes they weren’t even of that variety. They were just blatantly weird.
You are in the store? “Babe, would you still love me if I was a worm?”
Dressing room? “Hey, do you put some sort of air freshener in your bra? Because I swear it always smells so good. Even before I’m about to put it in the wash.”
With your parents? “What is the weirdest animal that you would let me take home?”
It never bothers you. You always answer, no matter what it is. But not today. Especially not in front of your friends. And the kids.
“Eddie! People are here!” You yelled from the kitchen. How does he always come up with these fucking questions?
“Wait, wait. Wait. Hold up,” Robin was exiting the bathroom of the new house you and Eddie were trying to pay for. “What do you mean people are here? Does he normally ask this?” Her face looked traumatized. She has never looked more concerned or scared of a conversation than this one.
The room went silent. You were still focusing up on finishing the meal you were preparing for the group. And you were expecting Eddie to answer the question for you. He is the one who got you in this mess. He better get you out.
“Hello? Have all of you went brain dead?” She was looking around the room looking at everyone who was there. Max, Steve, Dustin, and Eddie.
Max was sitting there chillaxing and living her best life, while confusingly looking up from her book. Steve was holding a tiny D&D figure that you painted because you were bored one day and just picked them up at a store and bought some paints and brushes. And Eddie was now standing fully up with his hands behind his back slowly trying to walk away.
“I want an answer!” The lesbian said while looking at you and throwing her head to look and Eddie a second later. The curly haired man opened the door and said a final thing before he dodged this conversation.
BNHA Boys + What They'd Call You if You Were Dating
Ft. Iida Tenya, Midoriya Izuku, and Todoroki Shouto
This was sort of an impulse write but I'd like to make more of these with other characters. also merry christmas or whatever
Iida Tenya
Definitely a dear, darling, love, or sweetheart kind of person. Darling is his favorite and tends to be his go-to.
Once he starts using pet names, Tenya basically never calls you by your name again. The only time he calls you (y/n) is in front of your families or when he's upset with you.
And even then, he can never stay very mad at you for long. Conflict with his darling is something he absolutely detests and when it happens he wants it resolved as soon as he can.
The sound of a door softly opening behind you stirred you out of your dream. With a sleepy smile, you turned to look in the direction of the sound, and met the eyes of your fiancé, visibly embarrassed that he's woken you up.
"I'm sorry, my love, I didn't mean to wake you." He spoke carefully. His voice was soft and every word was calculated, as if he were scared that speaking any louder than he was now, just above a whisper, would make you disappear. You extended your arm outward, grabbing for him with that same tired smile across your lips. He moves without thinking, anxious to be back by your side once again.
"Back from your run?" You asked him as he walked across the room to your shared bed. He rested his upper body above you on his elbows, face just a hair's breadth away from your own.
"I am, darling." He whispered.
"How was it?"
"It was nice, but I'm glad to be home now..."
"Good." You answered. "Me too." Your hand snaked his way up his shoulder and to the back of his neck, pulling him towards you until his lips finally met yours. One of the hands resting at your side moved up to cup your jaw in his palm, holding you close to him for just a bit longer. Savoring this tender moment for him for just a few seconds more. "You're sweaty." You said after parting. He laughs a soft exhale through his nose. After another moment of tender silence you speak quietly. "Have you eaten yet?"
"I had a glass of orange juice before I left."
"That's not food." You argued. The smile on your face soured into a pout. Tenya's eyes softened at your change in expression.
"Darling, don't look at me like that." He pleaded, leaning down after he spoke to kiss the pout on your lips away. "I'll eat in just a moment." When you moved your hand up his neck to run your hands through the hair at the top of his undercut, the feeling of wet hair under your fingertips made you cringe. Tenya noticed this and laughed.
"Go take a shower." You insisted, the smile from before slowly returning to your face. "I'll make breakfast."
"I can help." He said, thumb brushing across your lip before he kisses you again.
"I know you can, but I'll do it. Let me."
"Sleep for a little bit longer, love, and I'll help you when I-" Tenya began to argue. Before he could finish his sentence, you silenced him with a finger to his lips.
"You need to eat." You reminded him. "But you smell like exhaust fumes and body odor right now. Go, and I'll make breakfast."
"Thank you, I love you."
Midoriya Izuku
Izuku stole all of his pet names for you from his mother. Honey, sweetheart, dear. Occasionally he'll refer to you as "baby." It's the only term he came up with on his own and only he is allowed to call you that.
Honey is his favorite and it's the one he tends to use the most often.
You along with some of his other friends went to his mom's house for dinner and after you'd left Izuku explained to her that you were the girl he had a crush on. His mom said she really liked you and called you a sweetheart and it stuck in his head.
As you started spending more time around the Midoriya house as a close friend of Izuku's, his mom started to see you like one of her own. On one occasion his mother called you from the kitchen by saying "(y/n), honey, would you might helping me carry something." And that stuck in his head as well.
You bought her a gift for her birthday and she called you a dear, and Izuku added that pet name to his knowledge bank immediately. By the time the two of you actually started dating he's been saving these terms of endearment in his head for a couple years and anxiously awaiting the chance to use them.
Izuku stood under the awning of a restaurant with a folded umbrella in his hand. In a few seconds time he had it opened and placed it over your head, pulling you closer so the two of you could share it.
"Thank you." You stepped out into the rain with him, huddling close to his side as the rain pounded around you.
"Would it be okay if I walked you home? I wouldn't want you to get wet." Izuku asked, eyes trained on the slight shivers racking your body.
"Funny, I was just about to ask if you would." You answered. "I'd love that." You said. You only made it a few steps forward before he stopped you and pulled you even closer.
"Are you cold, honey?" He asked.
"A little bit." You admitted with a nervous smile. "It's okay though!" You added. "But if I knew it was going to rain maybe I would've-" As you spoke, you didn't notice the way Izuku shifted the umbrella from hand to hand as he lifted his hoodie up and over his shoulders. You didn't get the chance to finish your sentence before your vision was blocked by the red and white fabric of his All Might hoodie.
"Here." He said, slipping your head through the hole at the top and pulling the hood up over your hair. Your arms moved from their place at your sides to slip into the sleeves. Immediately you were overcome with how warm it was, and how you were soon enveloped in his scent. "I don't want you catching a cold."
"Thank you, Izuku." You repeated. "For everything."
Walking side by side, making conversation, the two of you regularly looked away from the path ahead of you to stare at each other. There was something indescribable about him that made you always want more. You wanted to know everything about him, commit every detail to memory, and not go a moment of your life without hearing his voice.
As he explained the details of his new position at Might Tower, you couldn't bring yourself to focus on anything else.
"-So now that I'm at his agency, I got to talk to the people in marketing," He explained. "and I got to talking to the merchandise team. They wanted to meet me to discuss making merch for me."
"Oh my god that's huge!" You said excitedly.
"No wait, it gets better." He insisted, smile growing wider. "I kind of made friends with the head of design during our meetings." He explained. "and I had some questions I wanted to ask her about All Might merchandise. She sort of showed me how it works and now she sends merch to my work mailbox all the time. A lot of it is prototypes made to see how they like the design but sometimes she'll send me early prints of merchandise that they haven't released yet. I'm growing this huge collection of rare All Might merchandise and I haven't bought any of it!"
"I don't know if that's better than your agency considering you a marketable enough hero to deserve your own merch line but it is really cool." You said, captivated by the way his freckles cheeks looked when he smiled. "Soon your closet will only be made up of-"
As the two of you turned the corner, your attention on Izuku distracted from you from a curb ahead. You stumbled at the unexpected step down, attempting to steady your balance on the sidewalk but when your foot met the edge of the curb, you felt yourself falling backwards and braced to hit the pavement...
But it never came. In fact you didn't even feel the rain. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and rather than the cement of the sidewalk, your back hit Izuku's chest.
"Are you okay?" He asked. When you finally opened your eyes you were met with the sight of Izuku hovering over you and visibly concerned.
"I'm okay, don't worry." You assured him, gripping the arms around your waist tightly. The umbrella still shielded you from the downpour, but when you looked back you noticed that Izuku was drenched. "Except you've gotten wet. You didn't have to do that for me, I'm sorry-"
"Baby, there are worse things you could do." He reassured you, placing a kiss to the crown of your hair before lifting you back up onto your feet. You were lost with what to say. Nothing in your head was enough to capture what you wanted to express. After a pause you finally spoke.
"Let's get home. I think you left some clothes at my place last time. Come in so you can change and I'll warm you up."
Todoroki Shouto
Shouto just calls you by your first name.
But it's, like, intimate to him.
He's really bad at expressing how he feels, so in his eyes calling you by your name was a way to convey that you're someone prescious to him.
He doesn't need pet names because your name is special to him. It's special to him because it's your name and you are special to him.
After the bell rang to signal the end of class, you hardly got the chance to stand before someone called for your attention.
"(Y/N)!"
You turned around to meet the source of the voice, only to collide with the one calling out for you. Before you could stumble and fall, two hands caught you tightly by your forearms and steadied you on your feet. You hardly got the chance to apologize, or thank him before he said "Be my partner." It was more of a command than a request, but you were more caught up on his use of your given name. "For the group project, I mean."
"Okay," Was all you managed to get out. After another long moment of thought, in which his gaze didn't move away from your eyes once, you offered a nervous smile and added "Do you want to get together after dinner to work on it?"
"Yes."
That evening after dinner you met in his dorm room, seated side by side on his floor. As he began reading the assignment guidelines, you slid closer to him to see the materials on his lap. Though he maintained his typical stoic expression, internally Shouto was experiencing shock in waves.
"Seems pretty straightforward. It's just a presentation on one of the books we were assigned this year, right?"
"Right." He nodded, bringing the hair of his bangs down into his eyes. "Do you want to pick the book, (Y/N)?" He asked as he pushed his hair back with his fingers. You'd never seen him with his hair back before. When he looked into your eyes again, you realized that the girls were so right when they called him handsome. Instead of answering his question, you responded with one of your own. One which you couldn't stop wondering since the start of the day.
"Hey since you call me by my name, would it be alright if I call you by yours?"
"I'd like that." He answered with another small nod. A lock of his hair fell into his eyes again, which you lifted your hand to push back for him before you realized what you were doing. He didn't say anything when you pulled your hand away, but offered you the faintest hint of a smile. Something you'd never seen from him before, but wanted so badly to see him do again. You smiled back at him as your hand fell to your lap. "So do you want to pick the book now?"
