Imagine if... (short and) quiet!reader scares people when she raises her voice.
Quiet!reader who convinces people that she's mute until she barks at a rowdy patient.
They were writhing, squirming, throwing elbows at the nurses and even tried to kick at Emma. That's when she steps in, stethoscope in hand as she rushed over. She slips into the mini crowd, scowling.
"Hey, hey- HEY!" Everyone jumps and looks at her, frozen. The patient shrinks when they make eye contact, all of their fight leaving. "You. Sit down and let us do our jobs. Hurt my staff and I make sure you leave here hurting."
She glares darkly, pointing at the patient, who now tried to avoid her glare by nodding quickly. "Do you hear me? We understand each other?" The patient nods again, avoiding eye contact. "Ye- yes ma'am."
Quiet!reader who's confused when she gains the nickname "Mouse", but doesn't have the energy to question it too much.
Mouse intimidates rowdy patients with a look, a hiss, or even moving too quickly.
Mouse even tackled a 6'5 man to the ground after he escaped the psych floor.
Mouse protects the nurses without hesitation. She also may or may not have dislocated a woman's wrist for trying to grope Donnie's butt.
Mouse who pops up out of nowhere, causing many curses, trips, falls, and spills.
Mouse who leaves on time, confusing people as to where she went.
it’s been a long time since i’ve spoken in depth about my different reader archetypes, so i decided that now is the perfect time to reintroduce them! follow along, and maybe you’ll find the reader you resonate with the most (⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ⩊ ɞ̴̶̷ ྀི)
bunny!reader ♡
kicking things off with my most popular !reader (mainly because she’s literally me, duh!) bunny!reader is the girliest, prissiest, spoiled princess of the bunch. she’s very sweet in nature, always wanting to be the most well behaved girl there is, but can’t help but let her spoiled nature take over sometimes, resulting in bratting or worse, thumping her foot. she’s never seen unpampered, hair, makeup and nails always in prime condition. she’s known to have the skimpiest outfits ever, tits basically falling out or [insert character] pulling her skirt down when it rides up her ass cheeks. bunny!reader is ditsy, but makes it through life without that mattering. fitting to her name, bunny is always horny and doesn’t matter where she is when she wants it!
songs that give bunny!reader :
lil hero — easy going down
ariana grande, a$ap ferg — hands on me
doja cat — addiction
foxy brown, kelis — candy
slayyyter — bff
kitty!reader ♡
kitty, a self proclaimed loner and weirdo. loves all things perverted and horror. she’s never seen in an outfit that isn’t black and pink or just black. her bed is her haven, she can sleep all day long and often prefers to do so as she’s more of a night owl anyway. the brattiest reader by a long shot, but can be tamed by being put firmly in her place. kitty also loves lace, cheetah print, and cherry print. she loves solitude, but once she’s in a relationship she has to live in that persons skin or she gets very very grumpy.
songs that give kitty!reader:
ladytron — flicking your switch
evanescence — going under
garbage, nellee cooper — #1 crush
cocteau twins — serpenskirt
PJ harvey, thom yorke — this mess we’re in
puppy!reader ♡
pup is just a big baby! she may be messy, clumsy and silly but she’s the sweetest gal around. this reincarnation of sunshine can usually be found running around, super hyperactive, either outside climbing trees or talking to insects. she love love loves the beach, and wish she could spend every second of the day in her bikini or atleast barefoot. if she lives in the city she finds a way! her behaviour and the way she speaks is super reminiscent of cat valentine. blue and yellow are totally her colours, but she’ll always throw in a splash of pink! puppy!reader loves old music, especially when she can walk around listening to it on her walkman. don’t be fooled by her sweetness, pup has an insatiable sexual appetite!
songs that give puppy!reader :
van morrison — brown eyed girl
labi siffre — summer is coming
THE-DREAM — yamaha
rebbie jackson — centipede
enya — wild child
deer!reader ♡
thought daughter! the shyest, quirkiest, most clever reader. definitely an older sister or an only child. deer always has her head buried in a book, or is thrifting! she loves spending time in nature or in her maximalist, cluttered room. a total plant lover, will cry and grieve the ones that die. loves a gentle, soft life that keeps her nervous system regulated, unfortunately the men she goes for does not support this most of the time due to their lifestyles. she loves journalling, polkadots, her sentimental necklace that she never takes off and her beetle. deer is a total cat person! she gets her deer / bambi title from her big curious doe eyes, gentle nature and skittishness. it’s hard to catch her! when i think of deer!reader, i think of taylor russell.
songs that give deer!reader :
fiona apple — o’sailor
lorde — favourite daughter
the feminine complex — are you lonesome like me?
solange — sleep in the park
jeff buckley — last goodbye
lamb!reader ♡
lamb!reader is the picture of innocence, grace and class. the main aspect of her character was that she was raised incredibly religious and is now finding her way as an adult. she’s prude, and can be judgy due to her lack of experience in the world. she’s sheltered, but curious and wants to explore herself and her sensuality — she just doesn’t know how to handle the shame sometimes. her babydoll dress collection, her record collection and her precious moments collection are out of this world. her entire aesthetic is so unintentionally-loveshackfancy-pilled. lamb still goes to church every sunday. she’s always wearing white and is fairly modest, but her ways can be corrupted over time given the right crowd. she drives an old car which always needs one million super expensive repairs due to its age and certain parts not being sold anymore. lamb also loves old music, and lana del rey — she just turns down the volume when she gets all freaky.
songs that give lamb!reader :
peggy lee — johnny guitar
rosie & the originals — angel baby
nancy sinatra — sugar town
mazzy star — she hangs brightly
lana del rey — terrence loves you
mouse!reader ♡
mouse!reader is the closest to an oc that i have given how specific she is — but i class her as a reader as she’s a character you get to play whether or not you relate. mousey is our ballet pro. she had a rough home life, and grew up very low income, so whoever she’s dating [whatever character i write] tends to be the one putting her through ballet school and paying the fees. she has a shoplifting habit and smokes when she’s stressed. somehow, always gets herself out of trouble with her innocent appearance and quiet, unassuming nature. there is a long period of time where she dyes her hair pink, but the upkeep was too much work. she’s prone to depression and reckless choices. very very very shy. she’s always wearing grey and baby pinks. due to the life she’s lived, mouse is attracted to men that are ‘scary’ or ‘dangerous’. ultraviolence by lana is her bread and butter. she collects angelina ballerina items!
songs that give mouse!reader :
lana del rey — ultraviolence
vegyn, air — sexy boy
charli xcx — so far away
grimes — artificial angels
fred again — you’re a star
and no i will not be doing jellyfish!reader before you make that joke.
bunny!reader is the type of nice girl you meet in the bathroom drunk. she’s got tampons, lipgloss, a lighter, a sewing kit, whatever you need — she’s somehow managed to fit it in her purse. she will compliment almost every girl she speaks to ever, finding the beauty in everything which makes her soul just so gorgeous! she’d never let you walk around with a period stain on your pants or food on your face. she doesn’t care if you’re a stranger, she’s dragging you to the bathroom and helping you.
kitty!reader is the type of nice where she doesn’t let anyone fuck with you! if she cares about you, she’ll do anything to make sure you’re okay. on a face to face level, she will tell you straight up that you need to dump your boyfriend, or stand up for you to that one mean girl especially if you’re shy — but behind closed doors too, she’ll read your tarot when you’re not even around, trying to figure out how to help you, manifest good things for you in her journal etc.
puppy!reader is the type of nice where she will go out of her way to make sure you’re happy / okay. you forgot the thing you needed at the store? that’s okay, she was going there anyway (she wasnt) and is happy to cycle there to pick it up for you. left your money at home? she will use her last ten dollars to buy you that snack if you’re hungry. got a hole in your dress? she doesn’t know how to sew, but she’ll watch a youtube tutorial and try her best!!!
deer!reader is the type of nice that makes you feel special and loved. she wants all her friends and loved ones to feel appreciated, so she’s the type to drop you a text out of nowhere — a huge paragraph telling you how much she enjoyed hanging out with you the day before. she’ll make you a personalised, specific playlist of songs that remind her of you, and even burn it onto a CD. her birthday presents are phenomenal, sooo personal and thoughtful. she takes pictures of you that capture your beauty candidly and sketches you in her journal <3
mouse!reader is the type of nice that takes risks for you. she’s painfully shy, but if you’ve got anxiety she will sweat and cringe her way through ordering food at the restaurant for you. she’ll steal that lipgloss you can’t afford and silently hand it to you outside once you’re away from the store. she’ll text all the shady people she knows asking if they’ve got a plug for those concert tickets you missed out on. she doesn’t want a thank you, she barely acknowledges your gratitude she just wants you to be happy.
lamb!reader will use her power for good to help you. she’ll spoil you rotten if she cares about you, not even realising how helpful she’s being as she virtuously provides you with resources and new experiences. if you mention it to her she will touch her cross and nod all wisely like “its the right thing to do.”
summary
after your boyfriend finds out about your fling with theo, he breaks up with you, and you turn to theo for comfort.
warnings
mdni!! smut, praise, unprotected sex, p in v, oral (f receiving), squirting, overstimulation
your fist meets theo’s door several times, your knuckles beginning to ache. “for fuck’s sake,” you mumble, letting your fist fall at your side as you begin to give up your insistent knocking. suddenly, the door flings open in front of you, theo breathless in the frame of it. “what were you doing?” your voice raises to a yell, pushing him in the room as you shut the door behind you.
“i was pissing, what do you want?” theo’s head tilts to the side as he looks down at you, voice quiet as he looks at your watery eyes.
“my boyfriend found out about us. he broke up with me,” you begin, “i knew it wasn’t a good idea. i told you that! fuck, i mean i knew this would-” you babble on and on until theo cuts you off.
“it’s fine. we kept it as secret as we could, and we don’t know how he found out but he did, and that’s good for us, yeah?” theo shrugs it off, trying to reassure you.
“no! shut up, i need to think.” your head is reeling as you pace around the room, watching theo move to sit down on his bed, the picture of nonchalant. “fuck, okay, listen. are you listening?” you snap your fingers, walking over to him to stand above him.
“it could be good for us, okay? i admit that, but how did he find out? did you tell him?” you shake your head, trying to wrap your mind around how your boyfriend could’ve possibly found out about you and theo.
“what the fuck? no, why would i tell him?” theo stands up, towering over you and suddenly angry that you’d accuse him of such a thing. his eyes search your face before his hand flies to the back of your neck, drawing your head up to pull you into a hungry kiss, tongues fighting for dominance as he moves to sit down, pulling you on top of him and into his lap. theo’s hands are everywhere all at once, your hips, your ass, your stomach. you’re already overstimulated when his lips meet your collarbone to suck dark marks into it, your cheeks flushing as your head tilts back.
before you know it, you and theo are completely naked. the two of you are so starved of each other that everything goes by quick, and you’re sinking down onto his cock within the three minutes you’ve been in his room. when he starts to move you by your hips, you become a whimpering mess. your muscles tense each time you move, not having had theo in so long that you forgot how good it was. “fucking hell, you’re perfect,” he groans, “so goddamn beautiful.” you clench around him at his praise, your hips rocking as you cry out, your hands on his shoulders and your forehead against his.
as soon as you both have finished riding out your high, theo flips the two of you so quickly and eagerly that you didn’t know it happened until you felt you’re back hit the bed and your body ends its consistent shaking. he smiles at your surprised expression, his head lowering to your thighs, his arms hooking around them as he presses soft kisses to your stomach down to your throbbing clit, his lips wrapping around it and sucking it into his mouth.
he pushes his tongue in your cunt, his arm that’s wrapped around your thigh moves down a little farther so his hand can reach your clit, his thumb running rough circles on it as he eats your out. the room is full of lewd noises, moans and groans echoing as theo’s slurping continues. your legs shake as you squirt, your slick covering his face and running down his sheets, but he doesn’t stop his attack on your cunt. theo doesn’t let up until you’re begging him to stop. “please, theo. too much, ‘s too much,” you whine, a squirming mess under him.
“aw, i know,” theo lifts his head from between your legs, his hands rubbing up and down your thighs, “you can take it, topo. come on, sweet girl, give me one more.”
before you can say anything, he’s back to his assault on your cunt, his tongue lapping up all of your juices until you reach your final tipping point, his tongue giving your fourth orgasm as more whines and whimpers fall from your lips.
the back of theo’s hand comes up to wipe his mouth, a smirk displayed on his lips as he falls on the bed beside you, his fingers threading through your hair as he watched your eyes close, your head nuzzled in his bare chest. “feel better?” you nod your head, giving him a soft smile as you drift into sleep, his soft blankets covering the two of you.
the boys x readers & their fav positions: age gap aus
jj & sweetpea
stickman: jj's favorite 'punishmment' position. best utilized when sweet peas pissing him off and he's gotta fuck the attitude out of her. loves watching her ass bounce and loves making her spread herself open even more. he can get her deep and she'll definitely be crying by the end of it.
eagle: this is his favorite when he's nice to her. mostly because he loves the sight of her plush body underneath him. may or may not be how he coaxed a second baby out of her.
pope & mouse
lotus: pope's kind of a sick man, picking such an intimate position with someone who isn't his wife but he really can't help it. he likes holding her close, likes feeling how soft she is and how good she smells. sometimes he likes pretending hes married to her instead.
john b & sunshine
launchpad: once sunshine gets used to her own sexual desires she really gets into it. john b can keep her open with the strength of his his hands and he looks so massive above her. she likes that feeling, it's like all the powers in his hands.
{In which you play "princess" in hopes of saving one. Too bad theives and mercs are on your tail.}
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"(Y/N), you gotta sit still." Barbra chides, wiping away the smeared lip gloss on your cheek. Re-applying the expenisve brand as you try not to sweat away your make-up.
"I-I know.. Just, nervous."
The red-head smiles in reassurance, petting your flushed skin.
"So your going to a party, big deal."
Your eyes widen. "Babs, I have to protect a princess and her jewelry from a hit! Not only that but-" You ramble, frazzeld as your friend sighs at the mess of gloss.
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Adjusting the mask, you wore, walking carefully, you started looking around for anyone suspicous! But given strange looks by other party guests, you bashfully stood beside the wall. Hoping for the mission to be over as a bigger body slides up to you.
"Hello again, Mouse."
You froze, feeling a hand slide to your shoulder, shifting to your neck then tracing over your ear until taking hold of you left earring carefully. Breaking it in peices as you stood motionlessly.
Crying in your head, knowing Bruce will get so mad at the broken intercom as you glare at Deathstroke. Knowing it'd be badly timed to catch him, you prayed that Batman or Batgirl were close by.
"Hi..." Your brows furrow, pouting as you hold your dress. Taking a step away, huffing as you do your best to ignore him. While he chuckles mockingly stepping on the long fabric of your gown. Causing you to yelp and wobble in your steps Catching the attention of a curious eyed-cat burglar.
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Moon-eyed, you avert your gaze to the side. Bodies flushed together as the thief leads you in the dance.
Gripping your chin, Stray smiles down at you. Making sure your eyes were on him than anyone else. Your lashes flutter slighly, accepting his grip. Letting him indulge in your innocent gaze as he smiles. Not the usual smirks and cocky remarks. Genuine as his eyes gleam with hidden desires.
His hands gently tracing your waist as the two sway. The song slowly ends, instead of leaving your side. His grip on you become tighter, letting out a suprised squeak, he eagerly grabs and drags you along.
Quietly whinning a protest as he shushed you, making sure you were in his arms.
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A minute pass midnight, you leave Batman's side as he and Commissioner Gordon talked about the events that transpired.
With a busted lip and tattered dress, you sit on one of the balcony benches, raising your right leg. Wincing when seeing the bloodied heel of your foot dripping into the shoes soles.
Taking off the plastice, glass-like heel, you notice one was missing!
Where could of it gone!?
B' was gonna give you hell in training for this...
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[Something I came up with that didn't fit in Mouse-Trap! Fan art, asks, comments and reblogs are appcriated!]
♡ i see mouse with daryl mainly! or maybe we can switch it up and say someone like carol. shes meek and shy, definitely spent her time before doing things like ballet or figure skating and has a strange habit for stealing. She needs someone gentle who understands her quietness and serves as a sort of rock. the peter to her lara jean, cameron to her bianca.
♡ loves soft greys, whites, pale pinks and occasionally a soft blue too. Sticks to simple patterns like polkadots or gingham but quite simply dressed. embraces femininity, helps her feel a sense of normality
♡ steals petty things from places they’re scouting out. drugstore lipglosses, cheap bracelets even a pair of old reading glasses. not like she needs them just misses the thrill. (gets scolded though because she was meant to be looking for antibiotics)
♡ had a bunch of old stuff for writing letters. a whole pack of cute stickers and lace, pink wax for stamps and all fancy pens though they hardly ever got sent. used to have penpals and missed writing to them
♡ she is angelina ballerina in her soul, she will fight you on it too. if anyone DARES to correct her daryl will threaten u.
before the apocalypse? went to some prestigious ballet school something fancy in a big city. definitely went to one before but got kicked out because they didn’t want someone known for stealing in their school. figure skating on the side for fun!
how they found her? i feel like she was in woodsbury when everything went wrong in szn3/4 and went to the prison with everyone afterwards. this meek thing a tiny backpack and a pair of pointe shoes tied around the strap, daryl was smitten.
mouse truthers unite! tonight we steal the moon YAAAAY
