nsfw hcs with the x younger reader pretty please 😋
RDR2 Characters x younger reader
Arthur, Micah, Dutch, Hosea
Arthur - He loves being able to teach you new tricks and show you how to make yourself feel good. It really turns him on to watch you discover something new you really like. Your age doesn't mean anything to him and doesn't turn him on.
Micah - He gets really annoyed if you have no idea what you're doing. He'd prefer it if you had had sex with at least a couple of people in the past, but there's something about being someone's first and really claiming them that gets him really excited. I think if you're very young, like 18, it'd turn him on just because what he's doing is so taboo. He loves being bad. He might like you to pretend to be even younger, maybe a role-play where you're the young, naive girl/boy and he's your teacher, or worse, your babysitter.
Dutch - He loves how young you are, he makes you call him daddy, and punishes you when you do something he doesn't like. He sits you on his lap and lectures you before bending you over and spanking your ass. Of course, he'd have to fuck you afterwards, just to remind you how much daddy loves you.
Hosea - Be gentle with him! He can't take the energy and enthusiasm of someone young and eager. It might take him a while to cum, and then once he does, it's really easy to overstimulate him. He doesn't enjoy being overstimulated but he looks so cute. His head falls back and his back curves in a way he'll definitely regret later. He finds it hard to say no to you. I don't think the age of a partner would mean anything to him, it's your energy and enthusiasm that gets him.
Would you be willing to do some head cannons or a one shot about Ult Richtofen as a boyfriend to someone a bit younger than him?
OMG yay okay *cracks knuckles* I've been waiting for this kind of request and I am so ready to fulfill it. This is the practice I needed for my next Oneshot.
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Note: Alright I've been wanting to work on something for Ultimis Richtofen so here we go.
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I feel like it depends on the age difference between the two of you. The younger you are the more he'd tease you about your little crush you had on the older man.
He would definitely joke about you having daddy issues, and it would probably be all in good fun, but still a little bit awkward. Given the age difference, he might playfully tease you about seeking out an older man, using that classic ‘daddy issues’ line as a way to poke fun at the situation.
He's extremely bipolar with how he shows you affection, and it's honestly exhausting. One minute, he's incredibly touchy, showering you with affection, compliments, and constant attention, almost to the point of being overbearingly loving. He'll make you feel like you're the most important person in his life, holding you close, and expressing his love in every possible way. But then, just as suddenly, he shifts, and the next minute he becomes emotionally distant and cold, as if you don't exist at all. He'll completely ignore you, barely acknowledging your presence, consumed by his work or whatever else is on his mind. It’s a confusing emotional rollercoaster, one that leaves you questioning where you stand and whether his feelings are genuine or just fleeting moments of intensity.
Regardless of his lack of moral compass and the questionable choices he might make, he still has this fierce, almost contradictory side to him when it comes to protecting you. It doesn’t matter how flawed his judgment is or how much he messes up in other areas of his life—when it comes to you, he’s like a shield. He might not always make the best decisions or follow the rules, but when it comes to keeping you safe, standing up for you, or making sure no one harms you, he'll do whatever it takes. His protectiveness doesn't come from a place of pure morality, but from a deep, unspoken loyalty to you, one that seems to override any of his other questionable behaviors. It’s a strange mix of love and possessiveness, where, even with all his faults, he’ll be there when you need him, ready to guard you from any danger that may come your way.
And despite his overwhelming god complex, where he often carries himself like he's untouchable, irreplaceable, and superior to everyone around him, there's this surprising vulnerability hidden beneath it all. As much as he projects an image of complete self-sufficiency and power, he's incredibly easily made jealous if you're spending too much time with others, especially when you're giving them attention or affection that he feels should be directed towards him. It’s like this flicker of insecurity that he tries so hard to mask, but it still manages to surface whenever he sees you connecting with someone else. His pride may be sky-high, but the jealousy is almost palpable—he’ll subtly (or sometimes not-so-subtly) make sure you know he’s not happy about it. It’s as though he believes that, despite everything, you should be entirely focused on him, because in his eyes, he’s the one who deserves your attention, loyalty, and love above anyone else. His god complex only makes that jealousy more intense, as if anyone else getting close to you is some sort of threat to his sense of self-importance.
When he's working, he absolutely hates being interrupted. It’s like a switch flips inside of him, and suddenly, everything else fades into the background. His focus becomes laser-sharp, and when anything or anyone disrupts that, it completely throws him off. The frustration is obvious, you can see it in his body language—his jaw tightens, his eyes narrow, and the air around him becomes thick with irritation. It's almost as though any interruption is a direct challenge to his concentration and efficiency, and it riles him up in a way that’s hard to miss. And while you're not exactly exempt from this, you're still treated with a bit more patience than others. He may not snap or lash out at you in the same way he would at someone else, but it’s clear that the annoyance still lingers. He'll let out a deep sigh, his tone becoming a bit sharper, though he tries to mask it with a forced calmness. It doesn't matter that you're the one person he feels closest to—when he’s in the zone, being bothered just annoys him to the core. His work becomes his entire world in those moments, and even the smallest distractions can leave him on edge. It’s a fine line between wanting to be kind and still feeling the weight of his frustration, and while he may handle it better with you than with others, you can still feel the tension in the air whenever you have to interrupt his focus.
If he isn’t working on something super important or incredibly urgent, he’s actually pretty laid-back about having company around. In those moments, he doesn’t mind your presence at all; in fact, it almost feels like he appreciates it. He might even seem a little more relaxed, more open to conversation or the occasional distraction. His usual sharp focus softens a bit, and he allows himself to enjoy the simple act of being around you, even if he’s still partially immersed in whatever task he’s doing. From time to time, he’ll even let you help out, but there’s a catch—he’s only willing to accept your assistance as long as you don’t get in his way. If you’re offering to help with something, he expects you to be efficient, stay out of his personal space, and not interfere too much with how he’s working. He’s not the type to be overly dependent or ask for help often, but when the time is right, he’ll welcome the extra hands.
If you ask him questions, he’ll happily dive into his vast knowledge, especially when it comes to his areas of expertise, like science or medicine. It’s one of those things that he truly enjoys—he lights up when talking about subjects he's passionate about. The more in-depth or complex the question, the more excited he gets. He’ll go on long rants, elaborating with an almost contagious enthusiasm, explaining theories, sharing details, and indulging in every piece of information that he finds fascinating. It’s clear that he takes immense pride in his intellect, and when you show interest in learning from him, he’s more than willing to share, reveling in the chance to display his mastery.
However, there is definitely a limit to this, and it’s something you’ll quickly learn to recognize. If you start asking questions that he perceives as too simple, too basic, or beneath his level of intelligence, his patience begins to thin. What might have been an engaging conversation can quickly turn into a frustrating experience for him, as he becomes visibly annoyed or irritated. His tone might shift, and you can sense that he’s no longer eager to share his knowledge; instead, he’s counting the seconds until the conversation ends. He doesn’t have much tolerance for questions he considers trivial or beneath the level of discourse he’s used to. If you push too far, he’ll begin to pull back, offering terse or one-word answers, signaling that he’s no longer interested in indulging you. He’ll likely move on to something else, leaving you with the clear impression that there’s a threshold he’s not willing to cross when it comes to certain kinds of inquiries. For him, knowledge is something to be respected, and if he feels like you’re not respecting the complexity of the topics he’s so passionate about, he’ll quickly disengage.
Hello, I really love how you did my request! Can I request general headcanons of platonic yandere with daughter figuring fem!reader? Stay safe and hydrated (づ￣ ³￣)づ!
Hello dearie! It’s nice hearing from you again and I am making sure to drink plenty of water! I hope you enjoy this and have good day/night!
About:general headcanons of platonic yandere Myers with daughter figure Fem!reader
Type of writing: Fanfiction, headcanons, platonic, and yandere
Warnings: Yandere stuff.
Characters: Myers and you!
!Some info!: I messaged the asker who the character was and they said Myers!
General headcanons with Yan!Myers x Daughter figure reader(Platonic)
🖤I feel like out of everyone, Vincent or Myers would be the worst yandere to deal with. (Mostly cause both of them are insane even without being a yandere.)
🖤He would spoil you, a lot.
🖤If he upsets you or something he will give you the most lavish gifts.
🖤He often tries to teach you some lessons in business and finance, even if you don’t really care for the business part of it.
🖤He is and extreme control freak and he’s possessive! He will try to control your whole life. Get you working with him if you aren’t, controlling your love life, making sure which friends you have and don’t have, and even managing your schedule to an extent.
🖤And if someone even dares to look at you funny( or romantically. ) They will go missing almost instantly.
🖤He probably won’t kidnap you, but he will if he thinks you’re in danger. And when he does, oh boy.
🖤You will never go outside, even if you beg.
🖤You’d probably be put into a pretty girly room. He’d change it if you really want, but he just assumes with what you like.
🖤He’d treat you as a fragile little doll. Who has a child-like innocence and wouldn’t even dare hurt a fly.
🖤He’d try to teach you important life lessons, just like a father would.
🖤He wouldn’t give you punishments the first few months he kidnaps you, it would be normal. But after..
🖤He would only really punish you if you escaped or were really ticking him off, screaming at him, throwing things at him, overall like a little child who is throwing a tantrum.
🖤He only has one punishment and it’s cruel, putting you in an empty and cold room that he calls ‘time out’ for a long period of time. On,y feeding you and letting you go to the bathroom occasionally.
🖤He thinks you are a child, he’s pretty old and the age gap between the both of you is huge. He’s an adult and you are a young adult. That’s why he treats you like a kid.
Daryl would be a bit hesitant to cuddle with you at first, but that’s nothing pestering can’t fix
And if that doesn’t work, you just have to get Rick to help, he can’t resist you both
Rick has no problem with cuddling he loves it
Rick likes to cling to you for dear life, because he doesn’t want to lose you
When Daryl comes back early in the morning from runs he finds rick wrapped around you, and you trying to escape his death grip on you
“Rick you lard! get off me Daryl is back!” “ mmmmmmmm... fine”
Daryl is a softy when it comes to cuddling, he’s touch starved and unfamiliar to kind touch
so Daryl is a bit awkward when cuddling, you’ll have to initiate it
the most Daryl has done to initiate cuddling is pull you onto his lap
if both you and Daryl have night shifts of surveillance Rick will become very touchy with you and Daryl during the day, then if he can’t do that he’ll just be somewhat of a brat at night, until both of you can snuggle with him
you’ll end up sandwiched between the two of them
needless to say Rick is very clingy, and likes to have either you or Daryl with him if possible
Daryl is surprisingly cuddly at night, and often gets upset if neither of you are available at night due to surveillance (not that he would tell anyone that)
when Daryl gets like this the best way to cheer him up is to randomly come up to him and hug or kiss him
Daryl is fckin adorable when he blushes and you and rick make it known that you think so, which of course annoys Daryl
sometimes when rick thinks you’re overworking yourself he’ll come up to you, pick you up and take you to your shared cell and cuddle with you until you’re asleep
Daryl is the same way, but different if he see’s that you are overworking yourself, he’ll offer you a hug and then sit down with you somewhere and let you fall asleep on his lap
I think this is how I request haha, could I have a Thorins company x reader where she’s the youngest so they assume she’s not a good fighter so they’re all shocked when she takes out a whole orc pack basically on her own? I loved all your other imagines and now I’m rambling haha sorry.. 💕
You’re the first person to request something, I’m so happy, thank you
Warning: Fluff. Moody lil’ reader. Mentions of violence. Mentions of blood. The company being absolute smothers. That’s it I think (not too sure if I used any curse words, pretty sure I didn’t this time.)
Words: 1,770
Pairings: Thorin’s Company x Reader (female reader) (young reader)
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Being the youngest seriously sucked. You had at least expected it from the dwarves, but for Bilbo to undermine your capabilities had truly flabbergasted you. ‘HE CAN’T EVEN LIFT AN ACTUAL SWORD!’ The bitter thought was loud as it bounced around in your head.
You trailed behind the company, minus Gandalf who, once again, disappeared to Mahal knows where. You kicked every rock and stone that were unfortunate to be along the path you walked. Your head was down as you mumbled insults about each and every person that walked before you.
“Bunch of elf loving, lettuce eating idiots.”
Granted, your insults were never too harsh when spoken about the people you’ve come to care about and travel with, but they had seriously infuriated you to know end. “Stupid Dwalin and his stupid bold head with his stupid axe, getting in the way of my kill.”
Fíli and Kíli slowed their walk until they fell behind enough to join your side, Kíli on your left, Fíli on your right. “Who are you cursing under your breath now, little mouse?” The older prince spoke as Kíli slung his arms over your shoulder.
“Yeah pipsqueak, why so moody?”
You huffed in annoyance and threw his arm off of your shoulders then folding your own across your chest, picking up speed, forcing the brothers to follow you. “Nothing.”
Fíli and Kíli snickered at your grouchy attitude and rolled their eyes, picking up their own speed to re-join you. “Now, now, don’t get your undergarments in a twist.”
You clenched your jaw and bit down harshly on your tongue, refraining from saying something you may regret to either of the two. Just as Fíli opened his mouth to say yet another snarky, teasing remark, Thorin announces that they were to stop and set up camp.
You breathed out a sigh in relief and quickly headed towards the opening that you’ve come across and proceed to slide your knapsack off of your shoulder and place in on the floor, pulling out your bedroll and setting it up ready for later that night.
Thorin gave orders to everyone, Bombur and Balin to sit tight whilst the others go collect wood and hunt for meat. You marched over towards Thorin with a determined step, chest puffed out, oozing confidence. “What do you want me to do?”
Thorin turned his gaze towards you and flashed you a small smile. “Don’t worry, go sit and read that book of yours, relax.” He ruffled your hair as he walked past you. You let your shoulder slump as you sighed in defeat, trudging over towards your bedroll, sitting down cross legged, elbows rested atop your knees and your face held within your hands.
‘Bloody dwarves.’
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You and the others sat around the fire, an amber glow illuminating each member of the company as they ate the rabbit stew Bombur had prepared with the help of Balin and Nori. They roared with laughter, but you sat there silently, not wanting to partake in their boisterous manners and jokes.
“What’s the matter lass? You tired?” Bofur spoke, drawing the company’s attention towards you.
“Are you tired? It’s fine if you want to head off to sleep.” Nori added, everyone curious if that was the reason for your unusual quietness.
You huffed in annoyance and set your nearly empty bowl of food down by the side of you with a thud, shocking some of the members. “No. I am NOT tired. No in the way you may think.” You uttered the last part of your answer quietly, fed up with how overbearing and annoying yet oblivious they were being. You stood hastily and began to walk to the treeline. “I’m going for a stroll.”
The other members were left stunned by your little outburst as they watched you quickly retrieve your weapon before disappearing beyond the trees. Just as Dwalin stood to go get you to return to camp, Balin placed a hand on to his brothers’ arm, stopping him from following you.
“Let her go, she clearly needs some time to herself.” Of course, Balin was just as concerned as any of the other members but knew Gandalf had chosen you to join them for a reason. Plus, they wouldn’t be far behind if you found yourself in a spot of trouble.
Dwalin grunted something unintelligible as he plonked himself back down beside Balin, still keeping an eye on where you exited the clearing and entered the darkened woods.
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As you wander through the forest, weaving in and out of trees, you cursed the dwarves and even the hobbit under your breath. You leant against a large tree, trying to calm your breathing and will a sense of peace to take over, but all you felt was anger.
Anger towards the dwarves. Anger towards the hobbit. Anger towards Gandalf. Anger towards yourself. Just pure anger.
You closed your eyes, listening to the serene sounds of the woodland area when all of the sudden, a snap of a twig pried your eyes open faster than the crack of a whip. You rolled your eyes, assuming it was your overbearing companions. “I swear to Mahal…just leave me be.”
You noted the silence that followed your statement causing your eyebrows to furrow. You stepped forward from the trunk of the tree and walked to peer around it. That was when you came face to face with a Warg, an orc sat atop of it.
Your eyes widened, the stench of its breath overwhelmed your sense, fear sunk in and overtook your body. You forced yourself to take a few steps back. The beast snarled. You slowly raised your hand and gripped the hilt of your sword tightly as it took a few steps towards you.
The further you stepped back, and the closer it stepped towards, more and more orcs upon Wargs revealed themselves. There had been at least 7 by your rushed and panicked count. You swallowed down the lump in your throat, bringing your other hand to grip your weapon.
Just as the Warg lunged towards you, you unsheathed your sword and swung at its throat, cutting down your first attacker. As the Warg fell and the orc crashed to the floor along with it, a loud pained cry came from the beast as its final sound.
The volume of the cry had been so loud that the sound carried all the way to where the company had set up camp. Everyone was up and alert, already heading towards the forest, weapons in hand, purely concerned for your safety.
“Y/N!” The members called loudly, each panicked, unknowing of your whereabouts apart from the occasional scream, fearing that one of them may have come from you.
“Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU?!” The fear that they couldn’t save you grew, making them more irrational in their choice of direction. They had all spread out, splitting off in different directions, all in the hope of spotting their youngest member.
They searched and searched until finally, Bilbo had spotted you. “SHE’S OVER HERE!” He shouted over towards his companions who soon barrelled towards the direction he was in. But once arriving and witnessing the full extent of the situation, they all became slack jawed and wide eyed.
There you stood, over an orc that scrambled to get away, surrounded by its fellow attackers. You buried your sword deep into its chest, therefor ending its life. Wargs and orcs littered the ground surrounding you, all dead and bloody.
You heaved for breath, chest rising and falling as you took in your surroundings. You were covered in blood also, though majority of it belonging to your enemies. Another twig snapped and you whipped around with your weapon raised in front of you.
But unlike earlier, you were met with the sight of 13 dwarves and a hobbit. You relaxed, sighing as you let your arms drop, sword stained with blood lowering along with them. “Hey guys.”
The company had become rather speechless to what they had just bear witness to. Their youngest, most “fragile” member had just demolished an entire pack of orcs and their Wargs, all on their lonesome.
You furrowed your eyebrows as you stared at them, a feeling of uneasiness settling in the pit of your stomach. “Uh-what’s wrong? Hello?”
Thorin stormed straight towards you, so much so that you even flinched slightly at his sudden movements. Once he stood tall before you, you shrank into yourself, expecting a loud, gruelling lecture about heading away from everyone, but he pleasantly surprised you when he grinned down at you and brought you into a hug.
You froze slightly, unsure of what to do. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He spoke, although you could hear the proud grin through his tone. You smiled ever so slightly as he broke away from you.
“It appears we had underestimated you lass.” Balin spoke, earning nods and hums in agreement from the others.
“YOU’RE TELLING ME??!!” You exclaimed loudly, throwing your hands up in exasperation.
The others chuckled, a grin forcing its way on to your own face. Thorin put a hand on your shoulder and directed you towards the others. Dwalin slapped your back, making you lurch forward. You brushed your hair back which fell in front of your face from the sheer force of his pat and smiled up at him.
“Ye did good lass.” He spoke in his usual gruff voice, although an ever so small smile was present on his face hidden by his kempt beard.
“I know.” You placed your hands on your hips and walked past the group, heading back towards camp, confidence once again oozing off of you. The nights events surely boosted your ego.
Fíli and Kíli had quickly caught up towards you and bumped your side with their elbows. “Honestly, how did you do it?” You laughed and slung your arms over their shoulders.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow. I’m absolutely exhausted from being so badass.” You smirked and the others who trailed behind you back to camp laughed at your antics. “Maybe now you’ve all learned to be a little less judgemental when it comes to age.” You spoke, a hint of playfulness in your tone.
You removed your arms from around the boys’ shoulders and headed over towards your bedroll once you re-entered the clearing where camp was set up. “Goodnight lads.” And with that, you laid down into your bedroll and tucked yourself in, falling fast asleep soon after.
The others smiled at you as many followed your example, excluding those on watch. They were sure to never underestimate you again.
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MY FIRST REQUEST AHHHHH
Honestly, I really hope I didn’t mess up too much with the story. I was a bit iffy about the ending but I really don’t know how I should finish it up other than what I’ve written
I hope you enjoy and I especially hope that this fits what the requester wanted!
As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D
