#so small... so tiny... pocket sized gremlins....

[buckytakethewheel]

stepdad bucky headcanons

tags (check before reading): stepcest (stepdad bucky barnes x stepdaughter reader); reader is 21+ !!; cheating mentions; smut; daddy kink; dirty talking; possessive bucky barnes

stepdad bucky who never calls you by your first name when you're alone anymore. Only “bunny”, “sweet girl”, or, when he's deep inside you and losing composure… “my little girl”.

stepdad bucky who told himself it was a one-time mistake the first time it happened after too much whiskey and you in those tiny sleep shorts sitting too close on the couch. Except he never actually tried to stop it from happening again; he just got better at hiding the evidence (and at making sure you were the one begging for it next time).

stepdad bucky who’s obsessed with how small your wrists look when he pins them above your head with just his metal hand. He’ll hold both your wrists in that cold grip and use the human hand to spread you open so he can watch his cock disappear inside you inch by inch while murmuring, “Look how good your little pussy takes daddy, bunny. Made for this, weren’t you?”

stepdad bucky who discovered very early how hard you clench when he growls “shouldn’t be fuckin’ my own stepdaughter” right against your ear. So now he says it every single time he fucks you, all filthy and a little mocking, just the way you like it.

stepdad bucky who started doing “innocent” shower visits that turned into him pressing you face-first against the tiles, metal forearm banded across your chest, human hand between your legs rubbing circles on your clit while he fucks you from behind. “Quiet, bunny. Mom’s still asleep down the hall. You gonna be good and come on daddy’s cock without waking her?”

stepdad bucky who loves to mark you up. And not small marks; dark, finger-sized bruises on your thighs, bite marks on your tits, a handprint on your ass. When you whine that someone might see, he just smirks and shrugs like it’s no big deal. “Then keep your fuckin’ clothes on around other people, hm?”

stepdad bucky who hates hearing you call other men “daddy”, even as a joke. One time you said it teasingly about a fictional character; he bent you over the kitchen island within thirty seconds, yanked your leggings down just enough, and fucked you so hard the edge of the counter left a bruise on your hips.

stepdad bucky who’s ruined you for anyone else’s fingers. If you try touching yourself when he’s not home, it never feels right. You end up whining into his neck the second he walks through the door, grabbing his wrist and guiding his metal hand between your thighs. He just smirks, already knows what’s wrong. “Poor bunny couldn’t do it without daddy’s fingers, huh? Let me fix that.”

stepdad bucky who’s started “checking” you before you leave the house. Fingers sliding under your skirt or dress to make sure you’re not wearing panties, because he told you not to. If you are, he makes you take them off right there in the hallway, stuffs them in his pocket, and replaces them with two thick fingers curling inside you while he kisses you and says, “Better be this wet when you get home, or daddy’s gonna be very disappointed.”

stepdad bucky who deep down knows this is wrong, but he stopped caring the first time you looked up at him with teary eyes and whispered “please, daddy, don’t stop”.

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[thatonegrimm]

Hiya Grimm! I love the way you write! I'm short (4ft6) and the boys are tall, could I get some funny moment drabbles of the saja boys (sep or together) reacting to the height difference? Take care of yourself and drink some water!

Hi Anon!! Thank you so much—you’re seriously too sweet 😭 And don’t worry, I’ve got my water bottle right here (because you told me to 💙). Also, I LOVE this prompt?? Tall demon boys + tiny reader = comedy gold. Let’s get into it 💌

🌙Saja Boys x Short!Reader

Your height is officially now the bane and the delight of the entire Saja Boys dorm — you are pocket-sized and they are unwell about it.

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🧿 Jinu

Jinu is so careful around you it’s like you’re made of glass.

You once tried to give him a backhug and accidentally latched onto his waist. He turned scarlet.

“W-Wait, was that your head?? I thought—I mean—I didn’t think it would be that low—NOT THAT IT’S BAD—”

The poor man nearly short-circuits every time you ask him to reach something. He acts like you’re making a formal request to the throne.

“Jinu, can you grab the chips?” “Of course. It would be my honor. You shouldn’t have to live like this.”

He genuinely starts storing things lower just to make your life easier.

You caught him rearranging the pantry at 2am with a deep, solemn expression.

“This world wasn’t built for you,” he mutters, “but I’ll fix what I can.”

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💪 Abby

Abby thinks you are the cutest little gremlin to ever exist.

He has no concept of personal space when it comes to you. If you’re standing next to him for longer than five seconds, he’s just gonna pick you up.

One time you told him to “put you down,” and he literally just set you on top of the fridge.

“Wait—NOT LIKE THAT—”

He calls you things like “travel-sized” and “fun-sized fury.” You tried to punch his knee once. He giggled.

When you get mad at him, he holds your head with one hand and lets you flail like an angry Roomba.

Abby’s favorite activity? Putting his chin on your head like it’s a shelf. You’ve bitten him for this. He considers it flirting.

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📚 Mystery

You thought he didn’t care. He didn’t say anything about your height. He just blinked at you slowly like a lizard.

Until one day, you saw him trying to copy the way you walk. Small. Deliberate. Compact.

You narrowed your eyes. “Are you… mocking me?” “No,” he said. “Learning.”

He absolutely weaponizes the height difference. He’ll vanish into a shadow and reappear directly behind you—looming.

It’s like being haunted by a very tall cat.

You once climbed on the counter to reach something. Mystery walked by and pushed the item closer without a word, then left like a cryptid.

He later offered you a knife with zero explanation.

“What’s this for?” “To stab their knees.” “Whose knees?” “Any knees. They’re at your level.”

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💋 Romance

Romance takes every opportunity to tease you.

“Oh no,” he gasps dramatically. “Where’s my kiss? I can’t see you. Are you down there, tiny thing?”

You socked him in the thigh once. He moaned on purpose. You: “STOP BEING WEIRD—”

Him, scooping you into his arms bridal-style: “I can’t help it, you bring out my instincts.”

He insists on taking selfies where you look absurdly small next to him. He always squats just a little to make you even tinier.

Your revenge? Climbing him like a tree.

“Are you—using me—for elevation??” “You’re tall. I’m resourceful.”

He’s never recovered.

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🔥 Baby

You were worried about the height difference at first. But Baby? Baby is thriving.

“You’re fun-sized,” he smirks. “Pocket edition. Travel demon slayer.” “I’m literally not a toy.” “Too late, I already told the group chat you fit in my carry-on.”

He will absolutely lean on things just to look smug. Will lean on YOU if you let him.

At some point, he started calling you “Lil’ Boss.” He crouched next to you once, chin in hand, and said, “Damn. I could yeet you so far.”

You climbed him like a jungle gym and bit his shoulder.

He looked delighted.

“Okay. This is why you’re my favorite.”

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M-List

[hoe4zekeyeager]

Bro I HAVE THE CUTEST REQUEST EVER WHAT IF THE CREEPYPASTAS BREATHED IN SOMETHING TOXIC AND IT TURNED THEM ALL INTO CUTE LITTLE 6 YEAR OLEH😭

oo this is cute! i made this a story instead of the bullet points bc it felt better. ngl this is giving me quotev days / i did not proofread this 👀

also i’ll be adding slenderman to the next coming headcannons as a permeant character (he isn’t in this story) so it’ll be the same usual characters: jeff, ben,toby,masky,hoodie,ej,lj,jason, kagekao, dark link, blood painter. and now slenderman 😋

gender neutral reader

the mansion had been quiet for exactly six minutes, which for this place was basically a new world record. you were in the kitchen attempting to make edible pancakes (attempting being the key word) when the screaming started.

not normal screaming. high-pitched, squeaky, cartoon-level screaming. you dropped the spatula and ran toward the common room, already bracing for blood, fire, or worse.

what you found was worse than the worst. and ten times funnier.

a glittery jack-in-the-box lay on its side, still leaking rainbow smoke. in the center of the haze stood tiny, six-year-old children wearing the faces of the mansion’s residents.

jeff’s hoodie now dragging on the floor, clutching his knife like and crying because “IT’S TOO HEAVY NOW!” masky and Hoodie masks hanging loose, clinging to each other and looking confused. toby goggles kept slipping off his head, spinning in circles yelling “I’M STILL FAST!” before face-planting into the couch.

eyeless jack tiny gray hands, empty sockets leaking tears, poking his own cheeks and whispering “can i still eat kidneys???” ben sitting cross-legged in front of the tv trying to eat the remote. jason clutching a half-sewn doll and sobbing because “my fingers are too chubby for needles!”

kagekao mask on backwards, running into walls screaming japanese that roughly translated to “WHO STOLE MY LEGS???”

dark link now a tiny knight with his new plastic sword, dramatically proclaiming “I’M STILL A KNIGHT!” while tripping over his cape. helen already on the floor with crayons, drawing a stick-figure massacre and narrating in a baby voice.

and in the very middle of it all. a monochrome clown child, staring at his own tiny hands like they’d betrayed him.

laughing jack, now pocket-sized, looked up at you with the most offended expression a six-year-old had ever worn. “WHO TURNED ME INTO A FUN-SIZED DISASTER?!” he squeaked, voice cracking.

you blinked once. twice.

then you said the only thing that made sense. “jack. What the fuck did you do.” tiny jack’s eyes welled up with cartoon tears. “it was supposed to be a prank! the box said ‘one whiff and you’ll feel like a kid again!’ i thought it’d make everyone hyper, not… not THIS!”

jeff pointed a chubby finger. “YOU DID IT TO YOURSELF, DUMMY!”

jack burst into tears. yu pinched the bridge of your nose so hard you left marks. eleven feral kindergarten killers. one very regretful clown child.

fantastic.

you pointed at the couch. “sit.”

they sat. well mostly, toby sat on the coffee table and ben sat inside the tv close enough. you looked at Jack, who was now trying (and failing) to loom menacingly at his own reflection in a spoon.

“fix it.”

“i can’t!” he wailed, flopping dramatically on the carpet. “the antidote takes twenty-four hours to brew and i used the last unicorn tears on a different prank!”

you were going to strangle a clown.

a very small one.

you exhaled through your teeth. “twenty-four hours. I can do twenty-four hours.”

you turned to the tiny chaos gremlins. “new rule: nobody dies until you’re big again. that includes each other.”

toby raised a hand. “can we still bite?”

“…lightly.”

big mistake.

within ten minutes: jeff tried to climb the fridge and got stuck between the freezer and the wall, legs kicking, screaming “MY LEGS!” masky and hoodie built a blanket fort labeled “PROXY PALACE – NO CLOWNS ALLOWED” in crayon. jack sat outside it crying tears until you bribed him with gummy worms.

ben discovered he could fit inside the entertainment center. he got stuck. you had to butter his head to get him out while he yelled “THIS ISN’T CANON!”

jason tried to organize a “council meeting” and got ignored so hard he started crying into his doll’s hair. bloody painter drew on every wall in permanent marker: giant wording that said “JACK DID THIS AND WE WILL HAVE REVENGE.” jack saw it and started to cry again

you did the only thing any sane person would do in this situation. you put on bluey.

instant silence.

forty-five minutes of peace.

then the episode ended.

all hell broke loose again.

jeff decided bluey was “for babies” and tried to change the channel. ben screamed for no reason. toby joined because chaos is fun. jason wailed because loud noises hurt his ears. dark link tried to duel the remote with his spoon.

you turned the TV off.

eleven tiny voices in perfect unison:

“WE WANT SNACKS.”

you were going to die.but you were the adult.

so you made the world’s saddest mac and cheese, cut everything into tiny pieces “for tiny mouths,” and bribed them with dinosaur chicken nuggets and gummy worms.

it worked.

for twelve whole minutes.

then Jeff decided he didn’t like the orange gummies and yeeted one at masky’s head. this instigated a food fight.

you just stood there, mac and cheese in your hair, watching a tiny jason defend his plate with a plastic spoon while a tiny knight charged screaming “FOR HONOR!” with a chicken nugget.

you looked at tiny Jack, who was currently standing on the table wearing a colander as a crown and declaring himself “king of the chicken nuggets.”

you grabbed him by the suspenders.

“help me or i’m telling slender you did this.”

he gulped, dropped the colander, and immediately started corralling kids like a chaotic camp counselor. “who wants candy floss and a story about the time i turned the moon into cheese?!”

they swarmed him like piranhas. you finally got to sit down. for seven minutes.

then Toby discovered the joy of unrolling toilet paper.you didn’t even fight it. you handed him three more rolls and went to lie face-down on the couch.

at hour six, the sugar crash hit like a truck. one by one, the tiny terrors passed out: jeff curled up with his knife like a teddy bear, drooling. masky and hoodie in their blanket fort, holding hands in sleep. ben sleeping in the tv. jason clutching his doll, thumb in mouth. ej hugging four juice boxes, kagekao hanging upside-down from the ceiling fan (still asleep). dark link draped across two couch cushions like a fainted prince. helen asleep on the floor surrounded by crayons. and then jack sleeping soundly like this isn’t his fault.

you looked at the carnage.

the living room looked like a daycare had exploded and then been robbed. you grabbed a blanket, curled up on the only clean cushion, and muttered, “wake me when they’re big again. or when someone bleeds. whichever comes first.”

you were out in thirty seconds.

you woke up twenty-three hours later to the sound of muffled swearing. they were reverting!

jeff shot up first, now towering again, looked down at his normal hands, then at the tiny paper clown hat Jack had made him wear during crafts.

he ripped it off, face red. “never speak of this.” masky and hoodie grew back holding hands. they let go so fast, ben popped out of the tv coughing. jason grew back mid-sewing and stabbed his own finger. “my dignity!” kagekao flipped upright from the ceiling fan and pointed at jack . “you owe me.”

dark link’s cape billowed dramatically as he returned to height and immediately tripped over his plastic spoon sword.

helen looked at the crayon mural of you as a superhero, shrugged, and finally, laughing jack.

he grew back last, sprawled in the middle of the pile, now adult-sized again. he sat up slowly, looked around at the glitter, the crayon walls, the macaroni art, etc.

then he looked at you.

you were holding the crayon drawing helen had made of you wearing a cape that said “BEST BABYSITTER EVER”

jack opened his mouth. you raised an eyebrow. he closed it.

then, very quietly:

“…i’m never babysitting.”

you flicked his forehead. “you weren’t babysitting, clown. you were the baby.”

thank you guys for reading! also thank u guys for the good luck comments! i did amazing at my gymnastics meet <33

as always tags for exposure

[transformers-spike]

Okay, so I wrote this a long time ago when that anon (blessed be their brain) shared their idea of the Reader getting stuck in the washing machine and getting railed by Soundwave’s cassettes and I immediately had to write it. So enjoy:

You'd been seeing Soundwave for months now, and it was getting real. Like, "meet the family" real. His cassettes, those pint-sized troublemakers Rumble and Frenzy, had been introduced to you during a quiet evening at your place. Soundwave had deployed them from his chest with that stoic flair of his, their tiny forms transforming and landing like mischievous gremlins.

"This is Rumble. This is Frenzy," Soundwave had intoned in his modulated voice, his visor glowing faintly as he watched you interact.

You'd grinned. "Hey, little guys. Guess I'm your new step-mom, huh?"

They'd tilted their heads, optics flickering in confusion. Step-mom? They didn't know the term, but they filed it away. Later that night, while Soundwave was buried in Decepticon duties, the twins snuck onto your laptop (left open because who locks their computer around robots?) and dove into the human internet. "Step-mother + step-son," they searched, eager to understand human family dynamics.

What they found wasn't exactly wholesome. Porn sites galore. Videos of step-moms "accidentally" getting stuck in washers, under beds, in windows, begging their step-sons for "help." Rumble and Frenzy exchanged wide-opticked glances. "So... this is how humans bond? Weird, but okay. If that's what it takes to be family..."

Soundwave, ever the busy mech, couldn't visit as often as you'd like. Your relationship was passionate, his spike filling you in ways that left you aching for days, but lately, it had been all longing and no action. To "help" you bond with his cassettes, he'd started sending Rumble and Frenzy over. "Family integration: priority," he'd messaged you via comms.

At first, it was cute. They'd scamper around your house, asking questions about human stuff. But personal space? Non-existent. You'd try to sneak off for a quick masturbation session, god, you were so frustrated, your body humming with need, but nope. There they'd be, bursting into the bathroom or bedroom. "Whatcha doin' in there? Need help?"

And the "stuck" requests? Endless. "Hey, step-mom! Can you get that thing under the bed? It's stuck!" Or, "Something's jammed under the couch, your arms are smaller!" You'd grumble, bending over, ass in the air, while they "helped" from behind, their tiny hands brushing just a bit too close. You chalked it up to them being clueless bots, but it only ramped up your frustration. No privacy, no relief, just constant teasing without payoff.

Then came laundry day. You were tossing clothes into your new washing machine, a fancy front-loader with a stupidly small opening and a deep drum. As you loaded the jeans, you froze. Shit. Your AirPods were still in the pocket. The cycle had just started, water sloshing inside.

Cursing under your breath, you yanked open the door, pausing the machine, and shoved your upper body in to fish them out. Your arms stretched, fingers grazing the pocket... almost... got it, wait, no. You shifted, hips wedging against the rim. Fuck. You were stuck. Half your body inside the drum, ass hanging out in your sundress, legs dangling.

"Rumble! Frenzy!" you shouted, voice muffled by the machine. "Help! I'm stuck!"

Footsteps, tiny, metallic, approached. It was Rumble who poked his head into the bathroom first, optics locking onto your exposed rear. Your dress had hiked up, panties peeking out. He froze, processor whirring. This was it. The scenario. The human bonding ritual they'd been waiting for.

"Uh... what're you doin'?" Rumble asked, dumbstruck, even though his vents kicked up a notch.

You wiggled futilely, frustrated and embarrassed. "I obviously wanted to have my ass hanging out... what kind of question is that? Obviously, I'm stuck!"

Frenzy's vents hitched. This was it, the holy grail from those vids. All their engineered "accidents," and fate delivered on a silver platter. His processor sparked with glee. //RUMBLE, GET YOUR AFT HERE. TARGET ACQUIRED: STUCK PROTOCOL ENGAGED.//

Rumble skidded in, mid-complaint: "This better not be another false alarm, ya slagger, oh, slag." He stared, transfixed, as Frenzy's silent high-five pinged across their link. Victory.

"Don't panic, step-mom," Rumble cooed, voice oily with anticipation. "We're pros at this. Human family ritual, we studied up."

Confusion twisted your gut. "What ritual? Just yank me, hey, hands off!"

Too late. Rumble's servos claimed your ass, digits sinking into soft flesh with a possessive squeeze. The contact zinged straight to your core, traitorous heat blooming. "Been dreamin' of this view," he murmured, kneading like dough. "So plush. No wonder boss glitches over ya."

"What the hell are you doing?!" Horror and humiliation warred with unwelcome arousal, your neglected body responding, damn it. "Stop! I'll scrap you both, melt you into slag and rebuild this washer from your parts!"

Frenzy laughed, low and wicked. "Cute threats. But in the position you're in? We're callin' the shots. Step-sons get free rein, human rules." His servos joined, hiking your dress fully, exposing lace panties clinging to damp folds.

You bucked weakly, but the trap held firm. "You little pervs, get off!"

"Ignore the sass," Rumble advised, hooking claws under the waistband. "They’re just playin' hard to get." He tugged the panties down slowly, strings of arousal clinging obscenely. Cool air kissed your bare pussy, lips puffy and glistening from days of denial.

They leaned in close, optics zooming like voyeurs. "Frag me," Frenzy breathed. "Look at that organic valve. All pink and slick, no armor, just... vulnerable." He probed gently, digit tracing your seam, collecting wetness. "Leaks like a faulty seal. Smells good, though, musky, sweet."

Rumble spread your lips wide, exposing the clenching entrance. "Clit's swollen already. See how it twitches? Bet it's sensitive as scrap." He flicked it lightly; you jolted with a muffled yelp. "And the hole, tiny. How's it stretch for boss's monster spike? Must grip like a black hole."

"Stop staring," you whimpered, mortified as more slick dripped. Their commentary burned, but fuck, the attention, after so long untouched, had you throbbing.

"Can't help it," Frenzy said, unrepentant. "Educational." He slid one digit in experimentally, the cool metal breaching hot flesh. You clenched instinctively, drawing a groan. "Tight as frag. But wet... you want this, don't ya? Pent-up for Soundwave, but we'll fill that ache."

He scissored his fingers, stretching you, while Frenzy knelt lower, his glossa (that flexible, vibrating tongue) flicking out to lap at your clit.

They worked in tandem, Rumble's digits curling inside, hitting that spot, Frenzy's mouth sucking and swirling. Your protests melted into moans, body betraying you as pleasure built. Overstimulated from weeks of denial, you came hard, clenching around Rumble's fingers, juices coating Frenzy's faceplate; they hummed approval, riding you through it.

"Overload one: Acquired" Frenzy panted, pulling back with a glossy faceplate.

But reprieve? Nope. "My spike first," Frenzy declared, shoving Rumble. "I found 'em stuck, I get priority”

Rumble huffed, but complied, fisting his deploying spike, ridged shaft glowing purple, tip beading transfluid.

Frenzy's panel snapped open, matching spike pressing your entrance. "Ready for step-son load, mommy? Gonna bond deep."

He sank in with a single thrust, ridges dragging every nerve. The fullness, after fingers, after nothing, had you keening. "Too much, fuck, you're splitting me!"

"Take it," he growled, hips snapping. Wet slaps filled the room, your pussy squelching around him. Rumble's digit circled your clit mercilessly, free servo stroking himself. "Look at them suck it in. Sloppy mess already."

Frenzy's pace brutalized, vents roaring. "Gonna fill this valve, breed ya proper. You ready for a new step-brother? Pump ya full, make ya swell."

You blinked through haze. "W-what? That's not..."

Rumble barked a laugh. "Glitch, that'd make you the sire, not a brother. Technically our half-ling or some weird slag."

Frenzy faltered, but thrust deeper. "Don't matter! Point is, pregnant means mommy status. And boss gets a new cassette, win-win!" The absurdity tipped him; he overloaded with a static-laced cry, spike pulsing ropes of hot, viscous cum deep inside. The flood triggered you again, clenching milking every drop as ecstasy whited out thought.

He withdrew slowly, transfluid gushing out in purple-tinged rivulets. "Primus, look at that. Leakin' everywhere." Awe colored his tone. "Quick, Rumble, seal it! Don't waste the family essence."

Rumble didn't hesitate, swapping places. You were dumbfucked now, overstimulated beyond reason, drooling, eyes crossing as his spike slid in, mixing with Frenzy's mess. "Frag, you're a sloppy seconds dream," Rumble growled, thrusting deep. "All wet and full already. Gonna add mine, make ya overflow."

The room filled with wet slaps, your shared fluids a mess between your legs. He dirty-talked relentlessly: "Bet ya love this, step-mom. Stuck and stuffed by your boys. Soundwave's gonna be jealous he missed it."

You tried to move, to protest, but it was futile, body limp, mind hazy. Pleasure crested again, and you squirted, surprising them both. "Whoa!" Rumble yelped, but it pushed him over, his transfluid joining the creampie, overflowing down your thighs.

They finally "helped" you out, pulling you free. You collapsed in a heap, panting, covered in mess. The twins high-fived for real this time.

"Best family bonding ever," Frenzy said.

You glared weakly. "Wait till Soundwave hears..."

But deep down? Part of you wondered if he'd mind. Or join next time.

I need you to know this has changed my brain chemistry and I will never be the same ever again

Please tell me you post your writing somewhere, because the world needs to see your works omg

Everything you've written is fire - a perfect mix of really hot descriptions and absurd comedy

The innocent joke getting way too out of hand when these robots (ha) access the human's computer and think this is what actual step-moms do. These two idiots trying their hardest to get the reader in weird ass situations just so "bonding" can commence

The fucking "STUCK PROTOCOL ENGAGED" - dude, I've been laughing my ass off omg. The fucking "new step-brother" breeding thing - Frenzy overloading from the absurdity of his own comment???? The "don't waste the family essence"??????

Please, I need to study your brain. I'm still losing it

"Boss's monster spike"?????? God, I love this. "Must grip like a black hole" so hotttt

I am 100% convinced there's going to be a foursome after this (possibly with double penetration being involved). After fragging your stepsons, there's no going back

[deadghosy]

HAZBIN HOTEL GANG WITH CHIBI! READER

PLATONIC HAZBIN HOTEL X READER

You are like thumb size-

Like you are an absolute cutie pootie! Even Alastor agrees, in private of course. You are like a mysterious creature that appeared in the hotel one day and said.

“This ma home now losers!”

Charlie was hypnotized by your cuteness, even vaggie oddly as she tickles you under your chin as you giggle with a squeak.

Husk lets you sit by the bar as you eat these small pieces of chips he got for you so you can have something to eat while he watches over you and cleans glasses.

Angel lets you in his chest fluff like a pocket as you snicker with a gremlin ass smile. You always bite him for the fun of it which makes him put you in air jail.

When Lucifer met you, you better believed he came and kidnapped you out the hotel every second he got.

LUCFIER

He fell in love with you the minute he had his eyes on you from charlie’s shoulder. He held you so carefully like a baby as he didn’t want you to be scared of him as you are so small and he is bigger than you.

Like I said, he definitely “kidnaps” you from the hotel so he can make you a small house. Like a doll house with small duck toys your size but he probably just makes a normal size duck car so you can drive around his palace or the hotel.

“Look at their tiny car sweetie!” He says showing Charlie a video of you driving your car with small black shades.

He definitely cries at your cuteness as he curls up in a ball as you eat peacefully in front of him as he made you your favorite meal.

He would have you in his pocket but he definitely makes small outfits for you so you can be a mini him. He would also definitely have a picture of you in his wallet.

“Oh this picture? It’s my sweet baby!” He says with a pride smile as he shows it off

CHARLIE

Just like her father she cries at your cuteness as you are just the sweetest thing ever she ever had around the hotel as you just chill in her room with razzle and dazzle.

You ride razzle and dazzle on their back as you wanted to see Charlie who is doing trust exercises. You join kinda as Charlie makes you sit on her shoulder as you wiggle your cute little bobble around.

Charlie makes sure you are groomed, feed, and socialize around the peers of the hotel. She’s glad VAGGIE likes you also which makes her even happier

Charlie kinda brings you around a lot as she doesn’t trust you alone much in the hotel as there’s a lot things that can kill you in the hotel.

“Sweetie, it’s time for bath time!” Charlie says she gets a toy bathtub with bubbles and water for you as you squeak happily.

And when you sleep with Charlie and vaggie, Charlie literally wakes up at night with red eyes concerned if you are alive or not because she is scared she might have rolled over on you.

VAGGIE

“Okay remember the rules, no leaving this room no matter what. Don’t go into the big scary man’s room. And last rule, don’t ever eat sweets. You are banned from last time.” Vaggie says before scratching you under your chin as she leaves the room. You pout with a soft squeak.

Vaggie is very overprotective of you because of your sweet and small creature frame as it’s unbelievably cute. She literally asked Lucifer once and carmilla to make you a small weapon so you can protect yourself if she can’t

You left the room one time because you were bored and missed vaggie with her girlfriend as you wanted company. You wanted to socialize as you didn’t think it was bad to talk to the other residents in the hotel. VAGGIE found out and grounded you as if you were a child!

She doesn’t want a heart attack late at night so she would consider to have you a tiny bed on the night stand beside Charlie and her bed. She doesn’t have time to worry about you getting squashed but she doesn’t want you to die as you brought happiness to the hotel.

“Good night cutie….”

ALASTOR

You use to shake at the grin Alastor had. Vaggie told you stories about Alastor as you squeak with tears in your eyes. And oddly Alastor turned away gripping his cold heart as he couldn’t stand you crying.

He turned around and picked you up softly in his hand as you sniffle. You noticed he wasn’t hurting you so you squeak rubbing your chubby cheek on your thumb.

“Please smile little one, you aren’t dressed without one!”

And at the point, Alastor know to protect you. He would bring you around with him when Charlie didn’t have time to watch you. Which he gladly did for her as he would bring you around pentagram city and even bring you to meet Rosie who absolutely adores you too.

He even has his demon minions play with you as you squeak chasing them with your stubby legs. The shadows love you too! Even Alastor shadows who would pick play with you as you squeak happily feeling the shadow by you.

“Play nice..don’t wanna get scolded by the mean one again.” He says smiling at you chasing his shadows in the living room. He is definitely talking about VAGGIE who is surely scared for you to be around Alastor.

ANGEL DUST

“OW DONT BITE MY FLUFF HON!” Angel yells digging in his chest fluff to take you out as you mistook it for cotton candy as you nom on his fluff with a derpy face. You got banned from his chest fluff for a month before you would behave yourself and not eat his chest fluff thinking it’s cotton candy.

Angel loves for you to wear pink like him as he thinks it would be cute. He would definitely act like a rich “auntie” to you as he would make you wear pink shades with him and he would ask Lucifer to make you a pink hot car.

But he definitely has those toy car remote controllers to make it seem you are actually driving but aren’t as you squeak feeling like a hot girl/boy/person

“VROOM VROOOM!” Angel says making car noises as you squeak happily at this moment as Charlie records this happily.

You sleep on Angel’s chest fluff or ride fat nuggets like a steady horses as you squeak while fat nuggets oink. Angel likes to record you acting like a cow boy as it’s just adorable moment

“You’re the best thing a spider could have cutie pie.”

HUSK

This grumpy cat actually is less grumpy with you. He views as you as a little kid. He might not know what you are it he ain’t serving you beer at all. Your body might not handle it at all.

“Sorry kid, but that’s for adults.” He says pushing your squishy and chubby body away from the beer bottle he held. You opted with a mean squeak and a “hey!” As he smirk at your mad face which is terrible cute with puffed out cheeks. But you just drink water what he gives you as he cleans glasses watching you softly as his eyes dilate before he grumbles looking away.

You and husk are seen chilling at the bar every night even if it’s after your suppose “bed time” which was annoying to you but Charlie sen how cranky you were before you even had a such called “bed time”

“Aren’t you suppose to be in bed brat?” “……no….” “I’m telling Charlie.” “NOOO!” *mad squeaks*

Husk has a habit of poking your chubby cheeks as you eat as it annoys you. Husk just smirks as you try to bite his finger which obviously fails as you are quite slow since you are eating. But if you aren’t eating, then husk better pray for his fingers as husk accidentally let his guard down and you bit the shit out of his pointer finger which make him scream with a groan holding his pointer finger as you huff.

“Fine kid…I’m sorry for annoying you. But you must admit you are annoying to me sometimes even if you don’t see it.” He says softly as he pokes your sleeping figure by his bar.

SIR PENTIOUS

“Ah I see! You like to spend time with me!” He says happily having you in his hands as the egg boiz watch you with star in their eyes at your small frame. You are adorable and such a weird little thing as the egg boiz made a rule to protect from a lot of things.

You nap with the egg boiz and the snake demon as Pentious would have you warm if you say you are cold. He also makes small cookies, well if he can even as he loves to bake for you.

Vaggie tells him how you are banned from sweeties but he secretly sneaks you some if you pout at him with your soft cute little squeak and “please.” HE CANT REIST IT!

He definitely brags about how he could’ve been an overlord but saw the light to redeem himself as he sees potential in you and himself. Well he does t even know if you are a sinner or not. But he want to know how to redeem with you beside him.

He would love watching movies with you as you are in the popcorn bucket but he always look to make sure you aren’t the next popcorn he grabs or he would throw up in disgust from himself and for you health

“You are so adorable it hurts me to see you cry…” he says patting your head as you pout with teary eyes after you accidentally hit it against a wall

[siriannatan]

So I sat down and fleshed out Wonderland's crew a bit, and where better to put all my thoughts than here

Sabo the Mad Hatter

May look and behave a bit more refined than as a kid thanks to Stella influencing him, but is still a feral gremlin whenever a fight is involved, may have influenced Stelly back with it

Will skip sleep in favour of letting his crew sleep, they will (especially the triplets with help of Smelly) force him to sleep they know that due to his devil fruit he might start fires when exhausted

Speaking of, at age ten, after running away with Stelly, ate a fox-fix fruit model gumiho, a mythical Zoan, some regions of Wano see its users as reincarnation if a dirty

Keep him away from Kaido, dragon man would want him in all the wrong ways

The fruit gives him blue flames, that might it might not burn stuff depending on how he feels (usually do burn) has no control over it when tired

Can also give simple commands to opponents by forming the fix symbol with one of his hands and speaking through it. If someone has stronger haki and uses it they can resist his commands, especially strong conqueror's users

He is quite charming (not quite Hancock levels) when in partial transformation

Can't fully transform into the gumiho, that's awakening levels of BSs, before awakening can turn into a small fox and ride on someone's shoulders though,

No matter if partially or ‘fully’ transformed there are little bluish-white flames, will-o'-the-wisp’s floating about, harmless until he starts shooting them at people

The fox does keep making noise in his head waiting for the fruit to be awakened, impatient fur ball

His coat was a gift from Stelly, she made sure it's at least fire resistant. And the perfect shade of royal blue. They're both pretty and and full of spite.

Full of pockets. You'll be talking to him and he'll start pulling out snacks

Never buttons it up fully, it's suffocating he says. Unless it's cold leaves the undershirt largely open (habit picked up from Shamrock more in it later on)

Wears the ascot and shirt properly when he knows he'll see Ace. Yes, the ascot is always properly folded in one of his pockets just in case Ace shows up.

In effect Whitebeards think he's always properly dressed.

His hat keeps falling off whenever his fox ears appear

Can use Armament, Observation and conqueror but that's a work in progress, his is quite destructive

Stelly Princess

Transgender princess who saved our pyro no2 from being blown up

Yes, it's Sabo's adopted brother, because yes, I wanted to mess with this dynamic at least a little bit, and to annoy Sabo's parents more

“Being a Princess is more fun than marrying one”

Loves women in all ways, gay, supports their rights and everything

Started dressing like a girl even before meeting Iva and fully transitioning.

Favourite colour is orange, will dress in it even if it clashes with her coppery hair.

Caught being feral from Sabo but doesn't show it as much

A humming swordmaster (like Brook because I love his fighting style) so usually looks all prim and proper when fighting, unless an opponent is fast or tough enough to not die from being stabbed and cut million times a second

Who needs to see during a fight if you have haki? Armament to reach ridiculous speeds and observation to keep up

Mihawk is bit impressed and terrified, Stelly fights him whenever they have to fight, since her swordsmanship isn't counted in world of sword snobs (not that Mihawk cares about it, would give her the title if he could)

Dressed in elegant pirate-princess style. Long skirts slit, skirts long in the back and shorter on the front, over the knee boots. Lace, frills bows. Tiny top hats to match Sabo. Tiny jackets or long coats, no in-between, hair kept in immaculate princess cut after Kuina introduced her to it.

Her dresses hide a pocket dimension in form of pockets

A lace sun umbrella hiding a sword,

Ate window-window fruit. Can open portals, the bigger the more exhausting. Wonderland is perfect size to faith them all and not exhaust her too much by teleporting it

Has to have seen, and remember the place, so takes pictures, can also just look at a place, to like see if they won't squash someone they like

Mastered Armament and Observation, has conquerors but doesn't like using it much, gives her a headache

Kuina Ghost

Ran away from home with the first people who asked, Sabo and Stella, her dad stopped looking after seeing the first poster after Ghost. He knew it's her

A monster with a sword and haki combo. Either goes hella fast like Stelly, or strength per cut

Keeps her hair shoulder length, sometimes tied back with a yellow bandana, the bandana is always somewhere on her for logistics to spot her easier

Wears wide hakama pants, simple shirts, sometimes hairy and gets (to be a bit taller since Sabo and Stella are quite tall)

Always has her sword on her, doesn't bother learning its name, more interested in techniques than blades, would be confused but entertained by Tashigi going off about swords, after getting over how similar they look that is

No pockets, an exception from my -must have pockets- rule, girl doesn't want to be weighed down, someone always holds her stuff for her or she just brings a backpack if she needs it

The logistics brain. Keeps track of everything they need

Armament and Observation, may have conqueror, if she does it isn't awakened yet

Shamrock the Black Knight

Going through things like the entire time, needs affection

Whenever mistaken for Shanks insists he's he more handsome twin

Still trying to figure out how he got adopted by all these kids when all he wanted to do was teach them some haki and go back to his pity party

Filled the ship with flowers. Both potted, easier to care ones at first because kids, and always gets some cut flowers for the dining hall when they stop longer on an Island.

Keeps a necklace Rosineon for him in a shooting game (wasn't there but heard that Rosi god banned from shooting games at carnivals)

The varying climates of Grand Line led to him walking with his shirt half open. There's no one left for him to impress. Did not take into account that Sabo would copy him,

Strict hair care routine but let's the kids braid his hair like Rosi used to. They'll put flowers and sometimes colourful feathers and beads in, they ask if course

Often in crow’s nest or under it, with Cerberus

Cerberus is the mascot character

Losing Rosi for him a bit feral which got increased by his kiddos being feral

Taught the other three, and had fun doing it, so yeah, haki master,

Nina Cupcake

I never saw an insectoid mink so she's some other race from the Grand Line, her homeland was burned, but she left before that

Not a fighter by choice, will hide behind strong people

Has potential thought, if she trained she could unlock a fuller Arachne form which I think would be very floral

Sleeps hanging upside down or wrapped in a cocoon of blankets when there's not enough space.

Excellent baker and cook

Big black eyes, just black, in fact it's actually eight eyes, each has four sections, meaning big field of vision

Learned observation and tiny bit of Armament for protection

black hair cut into a shirt bob, wears puffy retro dresses, usually black and gray checkered pattern

She Shamrock and Louis share a greenhouse behind the kitchen

Makes excellent tea, Thatch wants recipe for her blend

Big Zeff fan

Daniela Engineer

The mastermind behind their ship, the Wonderland, keeps finding ways to improve it

Big dark brown afro, dark skin (Very inspired by Garnet from SU)

Confidence Queen “if my ship can't do it, no ship can” is her motto (yes, Wonderland can friggin fly, sky pirates style)

Dark green jumpsuit with upper half almost always wrapped around her waist,

Always has tools on her, always tinkering with something, filled the kitchen with her own take on any kitchen tool Nina ever saw in cooking magazines she collects for recipes

Was not impressed by Water 7 shipwrights

Reason caffeine is banned in the kitchen

Louis Black Cat

For a while his wanted poster (because of course government wants even the non combatants) was just a black cat perched in Sabo's shoulder

Escaped bio weapon but not really, experiments failed and he's actually a cure all for all known viruses

Kureha's grandson she barely got to see before WG took notice of his parents virology research

He became the main experiment subject, which grandma would not approve, due to being only universal blood donor available

Ate neko neko no mi, model Nekomata, as far as he's aware all he can do is turn into a cat with two tails and make inanimate objects do simple things (a broom will sweep but not much else)

Researchers though it was a fruit do to with viruses that would further their research

Wears a doctor's coat with purple lining, generally a lot of black and purple and comfy.

Glasses. Not much to do as an experiment subject but read books his parents brough to feel better about themselves, medical books since that's what they had access to

Left him with a log poses for Drum when a virus broke out and Navy moved Louis to where the crew found him, he was a week from being transferred to Vegapunk when Sabo and Sham leveled the navy base. Only reason Aokiji was so close

Grumpy cat that has Sabo acting unwise and recklessz and generally like an idiot

Will chase Shamrock for a check up with his medical chart

Group Fact:

Everyone but Daniela and Louis has beautiful, clean and lear handwriting. Shamrock's is so elaborate some younger kids have trouble reading it but it's miles better than Louis’ genetic doctor family chicken scratch or Daniela's shorthand mess

[kikiwooo]

𝑹𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅....𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕.

notes: gn! flying squirrel reader. I'm just fuckin' around.

@/kikiwooo

Reincarnated as a flying squirrel is honestly pure luck. Those guys are pretty flexible and being small makes them fit into nearly everywhere. I'm not even mentioning being able to glide.

Finding you was a surprise to König, you just came out of the thin air and landed on his chest. He was on a mission and trying to not get shot, which is pretty hard when there's such a cute distraction on his chest.

When the mission is over, the giant just ran towards to Horangi and showed you onto his face,,, which didn't help since Horangi was too busy catching his breath. When he finally got a good look at the creature in the König's hands " It's a wild animal we can't keep it. Leave them where you found them "

Due to two pair of puppy eyes from König and you, Horangi decides to let you stay, a big mistage really they are about to get addicted. König takes it upon himself to look after you, constantly feeding you little treats here and there and just watches with heart eyes how quickly you gobble them up in just mere seconds. Horangi warns him to not feed you too much but at the end of the day König would stuff your cheeks so much that they'd look they could pop off any time.

Horangi got you a cage for your size and it's just sitting there not used at all, reasons; 1) you never liked the cage even if it's full of rich thingies 2) you always sleep with them at nights 3) König always wants you by his side even if Horangi put you to your cage forcefully, König would find a way to get you out without Horangi noticing him sneaking you out.

Another reason why König keeps you with him is that you shut down his anxiety very quickly, Horangi never says something about that and is actually very grateful that you're there to make König focus. Your fur feels so nice to touch.

They both have pockets that you can hop in them anytime. Mainly Horangi though because he is very carefully with you, König too but sometimes he gets a bit too excited and ends up hurting you a little unintentionally, it's all good since he quickly apologies smothering you with kisses.

You sometimes sneak under König's hood and just stay here,,, whilst watching Horangi searching all over the place turning everything upside down to find you. König keeps his gremlin voice at minimum or never open his mouth to shout smthbg in German to not to scare his love ( he actually calls you that go ask him ), whenever he gets pinned to the ground or the wall his enemy will find themselves in front of a very furious squirrel. Squirrels can be dangerous if provoken, do be careful.

Now...imagine when König decides to mess with you, play fighting basically. His fingers can alone trap you under his palms " So tiny so cute! " [ also he takes his hood when it's just the two of you so ], when he goes for your nose for a kiss, suddenly there's a whole ass human beneath him( what was the name of the disney film agushsh I can't remember ). Both of you staring at each other wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

[purrlockswatson]

You know I just had to!!

01.     pockets.

02.     bag   /   purse.

05.     closet.

06.     bedside table drawer.

07.     medicine cabinet.

08.     wallet.

09.     “junk” drawer.

10.     pantry.

13.     to do list.

15.     bookcase.

Thank you for the ask!

1. Pockets. Pierce carried a little scent bottle of dirt because vampires need to rest in home soil, I like to think it's like a comfort object. Also, tiny rat cookies he probably forgot about. Sarah has her folding knife with 100 different tools in them, mostly pointy stabby things. Cat often doesn't have pockets because she wears impractical clothes.

2. Bag/purse. Pierce has a little chainmail rat purse. It's full of spare change and the odd antique gold coin. Sarah's is full of murdery things like travel-sized stakes and lipstick. Cat is unpredictable but totes food like a hamster.

5. Closet. Pierce has a lot of grey and white suits and fancy waistcoats. He also has many skeletons and straw hats, but we don't talk about those. Sarah has ball gowns, walking suits, and riding habits all in black. Cat describes her wardrobe as "if a hoard of goblins are set loose in an alt thrift store."

6. Bedside drawer. Pierce technically doesn't sleep in his bed, but he does lie there when his partners want him to, and he reads the novels he keeps in the drawer until they falls asleep and he can go around his nocturnal vampire business. Sarah keeps a crucifix, a revolver with silver bullets and another with regular ones, matches and magazines. Cat keeps candles, pen and paper, sweets and her ebook.

7. Medicine cabinet. Pierce and Sarah both keep brandy in their medicine cabinets like good Victorians. Cat has more modern amenities and chocolates for emergencies.

8. Wallet. I have the feeling Pierce is always losing his. Sarah, no-nonsense coins and the odd cheque. Cat's is stuffed with old receipts and always short on change.

9. Junk drawer. Pierce has a lot of half-written love letters and probably some hate mail he couldn't bring himself to burn. Sarah doesn't have one. Cat's whole flat is basically a junk drawer.

10. Pantry. Pierce and Cat live in the same house (he's her landlord) and Pierce isn't the kind of vampire to keep dead bodies around, so the pantry is full of Cat's doubtful food shopping choices. Sarah lives in a small flat with no pantry

13. To-do list. Pierce: Meet clients and kill people. Sarah: Meet clients and kill people and possibly go shopping. Cat doesn't have one because she is a chaos gremlin.

15. Bookcase. Pierce: Many Victorian banned and censored books, some vinyls, little statuettes, and old letters. Sarah: Old magazines and religious texts, very pompous but dusty, sometimes used for throwing at vampires in a pinch. Cat: enough candles to be a fire hazard, novels, huge art exhibition catalogues