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"Fatherly Advice"

TMNT 2012 Donatello

2012! Donnie x Fem! Reader

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Hiya my lil bookworms, hope everyone is weellllll! I know its taken me a hot minute but my jobs kicking ass right now :') I'm so sorry and I'll try to update more but also give people chances to request!!! ANyway, thought this was cute cuz Splinter from 2012 is like... an awesome father figure and I love Donnie soooo- Here is some fluff!! Also, definitely make sure to check out writer Grem's stuff, they're working hard right now<3

ANYWAY, Requests are 100% open so pleaaaaseee ask away<33

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In the serene and dimly lit dojo beneath the bustling streets of New York City, Master Splinter sat in quiet meditation. The soft glow of candlelight flickered against the walls, casting gentle shadows that danced around the room. His keen ears caught the sound of hesitant footsteps approaching.

"Enter," he called, his voice calm and inviting.

A young girl with h/c hair stepped into the dojo, her eyes filled with uncertainty. Y/n had been a friend of the Turtles for some time, often joining them on their adventures. Recently, however, her heart had become overwhelmed with emotions she struggled to understand.

"Master Splinter," Y/n began, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need your advice."

Splinter opened his eyes and looked at her with a kind and knowing gaze. "Sit, my child. Tell me what troubles you."

Y/n took a deep breath and sat cross-legged before the wise old rat. "I... I think I've caught feelings for Donatello," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "But I don't know what to do. I don't want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward between us, especially if he has a crush on April."

Splinter nodded slowly, considering her words. "Love is a powerful and beautiful emotion, Y/n. It is natural to feel uncertain when your heart is involved. Tell me, what is it about Donatello that draws you to him?"

Y/n smiled softly, her eyes lighting up as she thought of Donnie. "He's so intelligent and kind. He's always thinking of others and working so hard to help everyone. He's brave, but he also has this gentle side that... that makes me feel safe and cared for."

Splinter's whiskers twitched in amusement. "Donatello is indeed a remarkable young turtle. Your feelings for him are understandable and sincere."

Y/n sighed, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "But what if he doesn't feel the same way? Or what if it makes things complicated with the team?"

Splinter reached out and gently placed a hand on Y/n's shoulder. "In matters of the heart, there is always a risk. But love is not something to be feared. It is a gift to be cherished. If you speak honestly and openly with Donatello, you will find your path."

Y/n looked up at Splinter, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Master Splinter. Your words mean a lot to me."

"Remember, Y/n," Splinter continued, "Love requires patience, understanding, and courage. If your feelings are true, they will find their way. And no matter the outcome, your bond with Donatello and the rest of the Turtles will endure."

Y/n nodded, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. "I will talk to him. Thank you for the advice sensei."

Splinter smiled warmly. "Go with confidence, my child. Trust in your heart and in Donatello's."

With newfound resolve, Y/n stood and bowed respectfully before leaving the dojo. As she made her way to the lab where Donatello was undoubtedly working on his latest invention, she felt a renewed sense of hope. Whatever the future held, she knew that Master Splinter's wisdom would guide her through the challenges ahead.

And in the quiet of the dojo, Splinter returned to his meditation, his heart full of pride for his son and the young girl who had bravely sought his counsel.

Donnie's POV~

Donatello adjusted his goggles, his focus completely absorbed by the precision needed to tend to the chemicals in front of him. The hum of machinery and the faint scent of chemicals filled the air, creating a familiar and comforting backdrop to his work. He was in his element, surrounded by the tools and gadgets that defined his world.

"Hey, Donnie," a voice called out, pulling him from his concentration.

He looked up, a smile spreading across his face as he saw Y/n standing at the entrance of his lab. Her presence was always a welcome distraction, though he could tell something was different this time. There was a nervousness in her eyes that made his heart skip a beat.

"Hey, Y/n! What's up? Need help with something?" he asked, setting his tools aside.

Y/n stepped closer, her eyes locking onto his. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something important."

Donatello's curiosity piqued, and he gave her his full attention. "Sure, what's on your mind?" He asked, raising his goggles.

Y/n took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. "Donnie, we've been through a lot together, and I really value our friendship. But lately, I've been feeling something more. I think… I know...Okay...I have feelings for you Donnie."

Donatello's eyes widened in surprise, his mind racing to process her words. "Y/n, I… I don't know what to say."

Before he could find the right words, a loud hissing sound filled the lab. Donnie's eyes darted to a beaker on his workbench, which was boiling over and fizzing violently.

"Oh no!" he exclaimed, rushing to grab a towel.

Before he could reach it, the top of the beaker exploded with a small, harmless pop, sending a shower of foam and liquid across the lab. Donatello and Y/n were both splattered with the pink fizzing mixture.

For a moment, there was stunned silence. Then, Y/n burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Donatello couldn't help but join in, his own laughter filling the lab.

"Well, that was unexpected," Y/n said, wiping foam from her face.

Donnie grinned, shaking his head. "I guess I got a little distracted. Thankfully, the mixture wasn't harmful."

They both laughed again, the tension of the moment melting away. Donatello reached out and wiped a bit of foam from Y/n's cheek, his touch lingering a moment longer than necessary.

"You know, Y/n," he said softly, "even with exploding beakers, this has been one of the best moments of my life."

Y/n's heart swelled with warmth, and she leaned into his soft touch. "Mine too, Donnie."

Donatello took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto hers with a newfound determination. "Y/n, I need you to know something. I've had feelings for you too, for a long time. I was always afraid to say anything because I didn't want to risk our friendship. But now, I don't want to hide it anymore. I care about you so much and I do reciprocate those feelings."

Leah's eyes widened in surprise and joy. "Really? What about April?"

Donatello nodded, his expression earnest. "Yes, Y/n. I got over April. Look, You're amazing, and I want to be with you...I-If you'll be my girlfriend, that is..."

They stood there for a moment, Donnie reaching slowly to hold her hand gently. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their shared happiness.

In that moment she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close foe a hug. he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her, stiffly before relaxing slowly. It was quiet a promise of many more moments to come, filled with love, laughter, and the bond that had brought them together.

As they cleaned up the lab side by side, their hearts were light, knowing that they had taken the first step on a new and exciting journey together. Donatello couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and contentment, knowing that Leah felt the same way. And with her by his side, he knew that their adventures would be even more special.

Little did the duo know, Splinter was just outside, listening to the whole exchange with a proud smile on his face, "That's my son." he nodded and made his way back to the dojo to continue his meditation.

Misunderstood By Society (6)

Asylum Patient! Konig x Doctor! GN! Reader

Warnings: Posted here

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The box of activities in my arms wasn’t much. Simple things—some puzzles, a few basic sketch pads, even a stress ball. It wasn’t about the activities themselves. It was about control. König had none in this place. Every decision, every movement, every choice was made for him. I wanted to change that, even in small ways.

But first, I had to get his food.

I made my way to the meal cart, already spotting Jacobs lingering nearby. I should have expected him. He leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed, a smug smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn’t take you for a babysitter, doc," he mused, his voice thick with faux charm. "Bringing the big guy toys now?"

I didn’t take the bait, simply setting down the box and reaching for König’s tray. The moment I lifted the lid, my stomach turned.

The food was bland—overcooked, dry, and utterly unappetizing—but that wasn’t what caught my attention.

It was the faint, crushed-up remnants of something mixed into the potatoes.

I frowned, glancing at the kitchen staff behind the counter. "What is this?"

One of them hesitated, looking over at Jacobs, who didn’t bother to hide his grin.

"Standard procedure," he said smoothly. "Gotta make sure the big guy gets his meds one way or another."

I scoffed, shaking my head. "And this is the best you could do? Bland, disgusting, and drugged?" I looked back at the tray. "No wonder he doesn’t eat."

Jacobs’ smirk didn’t falter. "You’re new here, doc. You don’t get how things work."

I exhaled through my nose, turning fully to face him. "Oh, I understand just fine. I understand that König reacts to you the way he does because he distrusts you. And do you know why, Jacobs?" I tilted my head slightly, my voice eerily even. "Because you treat him like an animal."

The grin on Jacobs’ face twitched, just slightly, before hardening into something else.

I saw the shift in his posture, the way his muscles tensed, the way his jaw clenched. He wasn’t used to people calling him out.

He took a step forward, lowering his voice. "Careful, doc," he murmured, his tone dripping with warning. "You’re playing a dangerous game. You’re new. They can replace you just as fast as they hired you."

I didn’t flinch. Didn’t react.

Instead, I simply smiled.

Not a kind one.

A cold one.

"Then I guess we’ll see who lasts longer."

Jacobs' eyes flickered with something unreadable, something dark, before he huffed a quiet laugh and backed off. "Suit yourself."

I grabbed König’s tray, picking up my box of activities, and walked away without another word.

When I returned to König’s room, he was where I left him—sitting on the floor, his hood drawn low, his posture stiff but less guarded than before. His eyes flicked to the tray in my hands.

I set it down in front of him before carefully removing the plate and wiping the mashed potatoes clean with a napkin. The faint traces of crushed medication smeared onto the paper, proof of what had been hidden there.

König’s gaze lingered on my movements.

I pushed the plate toward him. "It’s out. You can take the pills when you’re ready."

He didn’t move at first.

Then, slowly, his fingers curled around the fork. He picked at the food, shoving the vegetables aside until only the meat remained.

I made another note: He only eats the meat.

The water sat untouched.

I noticed the subtle way his fingers twitched toward it before retracting.

He was hesitant. Suspicious.

I picked up the napkin, holding it up so he could see the powdery remnants. "See?" I said quietly. "It was in the food, not the water."

His fingers flexed again.

A long silence stretched between us before he finally reached for the cup.

He didn’t drink right away.

But he held it.

And for now, that was enough.

The small table between us felt like a fragile boundary, something uncertain but unbroken. I had spread out the activities—simple things, nothing complicated. I wanted to see what he gravitated toward, what caught his interest.

König eyed them warily, his large hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. The pencil I had set near the notepad remained untouched. His fingers twitched toward it but never quite closed around it.

Minutes passed before he finally picked it up.

I didn’t move. Didn’t offer guidance. I just watched.

He held it awkwardly, his grip too tight, his movements stiff. When he tried to press it to the paper, it barely scratched across the surface, the pressure uneven. His breathing changed—shallow, irritated. The tip of the pencil snapped, and he gritted his teeth.

His fingers flexed, and the pencil rolled from his grip onto the floor. He didn’t pick it up.

Instead, he reached for the puzzle.

I wrote in my notes without making a sound. Hesitant with fine motor skills. Difficulty gripping pencil. Signs of memory loss? Discomfort? Frustration.

The puzzle pieces were large, meant for children, but he didn’t seem to care. He worked through them slowly, his massive fingers surprisingly careful as he fit the edges together.

Then, quietly, he mumbled.

The first time, I thought he was speaking to me.

But then I realized—

He was talking to himself.

His voice was low, muttering in German and occasionally switching to English. It wasn’t nonsensical. It was structured, like a conversation.

"Here? No—there. That piece is wrong."

A beat of silence.

Then—

"No, it fits—see?"

A pause.

"It does not. Try again."

He was responding to himself.

Like two halves of his mind were speaking to each other.

I kept writing. Conversational murmuring. Auditory hallucinations? Inner dialogue?

I didn’t react. Didn’t try to stop him.

König’s fingers trembled slightly when he got a piece wrong, his breathing uneven. He paused, his hood dipping forward, hands curling into fists before relaxing again.

Still, I said nothing.

He noticed.

"You are quiet." His voice cut through the room, sharp and suspicious.

I looked up from my notes. "Do you want me to speak?"

He stiffened, clearly not expecting the question. His fingers twitched again. "You are a doctor," he muttered. "You are supposed to… show me how it is done."

I set my pen down. "Do you want help?"

Silence.

His shoulders tensed. His fingers tapped against the table once—twice. His head tilted slightly beneath the hood, something unreadable in his posture.

He didn’t answer.

And I didn’t press.

I leaned back in my chair. "I believe people should ask for help when they need it," I said simply. "After they’ve tried to find a solution first."

König’s breathing was slow, measured. He reached for another piece of the puzzle.

This time, he fit it in correctly.

He exhaled—quiet, barely noticeable. But I noticed.

And I wrote it down.

Understandable. Now. Go drink water otherwise I'm sending the Rat after you.

Now I really want homemade chocolate chip cookies...

yandere headcannons for sbg gang? Maybe a few for their parents(platonically for the parents tho since reader would also be like 14 or smt), reader also went Savanah with the sbg gang and is experiencing the same as the rest of the gang, (if you don't mind, could you also put how the yanderes feel about your parents, you can choose what the readers parents r like, I would prefer it if readers parents lean on the dysfunctional/abusive/neglectful side, but at the end of the day I'm fine with anything! ty!^^)

Yandere HC's School Bus Graveyard

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan + parents(ish)

WARNING: Yandere Themes, violence, manipulation, harsh and controlling themes, the all around yandere per say just not intensely descriptive

I love this request, I did bullet points and everyone has separate hcs except towards the end where its an all together type thing but regardless you can read this as platonically or romantically, however you'd like! (Parent HCs are platonically, almost like over protective parents) The reader is Gender Neutral!! Hope you like it!

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

- Protective: Will go to any lengths to keep the reader safe, especially from their own parents which can sometimes get violent but refuses to let you know about it. With her stealth, she’s able to get rid of any competition outside of the group. That crush you had last week that broke your heart? Oh, they’re missing? What a shame…

 Possessive: Sees the reader as her special friend/partner and doesn't like sharing their attention with others so whenever in the halls, tends to have scary dog privileges and stands close to the reader, scaring any other friends outside the gang away.

- Controlling: Likes to dictate who the reader can talk to and what they can do, under the guise of "protecting them." She can tend to become stalker-ish and since she had good hearing, if she were over at your house she’d overhear the shitty things your parents were saying so she could eventually bring them up to you in conversation and make you turn to her for a source of comfort.

- Manipulative: Uses the reader's need for safety and stability to bind them closer, often playing the role of the "savior." Since the 7 hour nightmare is a shared experience, she likes it better when you stay at her house so she can be there through it all and also to comfort you whenever you both wake up from it. Often offers for you to stay with her and not return home so she can watch over you at night, mostly just watch you.

Tyler:

- Obsessive: Constantly thinks about the reader and wants to be with them all the time. Keeps his eyes on you, don't wander to far from him when you guys are outside of the protective walls, he’ll go berserk. Also uses scary dog privileges and stays very close behind you, similar to Taylor but more so with you and doesn’t let you out of his sight. Ever.

- Jealous: Gets extremely jealous if the reader shows attention to others, even their own friends but learns to deal with it, knowing the group cares just as much as he does but never more than him.

- Idealizing: Puts the reader on a pedestal, believing they can do no wrong. He’s very attentive to their needs and desires. He praises them but in an aggressive, love-bombing type way. “Maybe I'm not smart enough…” He’d scoff and cross his arms ``Oh shut up, you know your grades are better than ours. Stop whining.” But he means well.

- Aggressive: Will lash out at anyone who he perceives as a threat to the reader’s well-being or happiness, including the reader's parents. That mean group of popular kids who laughed when you dropped your books? Yeah now they steer clear of you after Tyler caught them after school and lashed out severely, scaring them shitless.

Taylor:

- Charismatic: Uses charm to gain the reader's trust and affection. She always offers kind words and a big smile so its hard not to believe every word she says, shes so soft and gentle with it all. Is the main source of comfort, especially with the way every night for 7 hours has been going so she puts an arm around you and lets you rest while she watches. Watches the surroundings but also the way your breathing slows down while your near her..

- Stalkerish: Keeps tabs on the reader's whereabouts and activities, often without their knowledge. Literally had taken her and Tyler’s saved allowance to buy a cheap computer and now both take turns on days off from school. Are you at home? Oh your at the store with your shitty mom?? Time to go.

- Deceptive: May present a friendly and supportive facade while subtly isolating the reader from others. Often takes up on getting interested into your hobbies and things you enjoy just to pull you away from the others to talk to you about them and then keep you away for long periods of time.

- Overprotective: Will intervene in the reader's life, especially when it comes to their parents, believing that only she knows what's best for them. Calls on Tyler for brute force if ever needed while she holds you and tells you your safer with them. With her.

Aiden:

- Calm and Calculating: Observes the reader's life and plans ways to integrate himself more deeply into it. Very sneaky  about it but if you were to notice, it’d probably just look like his usual creepy behavior and would brush it off with his signature smile if you brought it up.

- Emotionally Manipulative: Uses the reader's vulnerabilities, like their troubled family situation, to create dependency on him. The phantom realm puts alot of stress on your shoulders but its okay! Aiden is right there to help you. Call him crying about it or show up on his doorstep and he’ll draw you in with love-bombing and telling you that he is all you need.

- Possessive: Feels a need to be the most important person in the reader's life and will remove any obstacles to that. He is one of the more skilled yanderes aside from Ashlynn and probably Ben. He’s got the good “I can play Psycho Killer’ tendencies and works well when he’s got the energy to take out any person he deems a threat to the reader. He singles out everyone else and inserts himself into situations or conversations often so you think about him more.

- Devoted: Will go to extreme lengths to "rescue" the reader from their abusive or neglectful parents, offering a new family with the gang. Can and will buy you things that you want or need so you rely on him and slowly come to him more. Constantly sticking close and trying to protect you from any Phantoms wandering near you. You get a scratch though? Yeah they won’t be around once he finds them.

Ben:

- Fixated Has an intense focus on the reader, wanting to know everything about them. Has a separate notebook full of pages about things he knows about you and everything you’ve told him. Its literally an unhealthy obsession at its finest.

- Unpredictable: His mood can swing between loving and harsh, depending on how close the reader is to him. Since he’s usually quiet, he likes to stay closer to you, especially in the phantom realm. If anything, humans and phantoms alike, were to become a threat to you? Its like his past hits like whiplash and he’s killing whatever threatens you in the first place. Now, with people he's more discrete but he tends to seek comfort after he manages to kill a Phantom and you happen to see it.

- Guilt-Inducing: Often makes the reader feel guilty for trusting their parents.’’ Why believe all the lies they tell. Is what I’m doing for you not good enough?? I thought you trusted me..’ would be the message you receive after venting about your parents but claiming they still loved you and you loved them. 

- Self-Sacrificing: Will do anything, even put himself in harm's way, to protect the reader from their parents and others. Countless times has he gotten caught in the cross-fire of trying to keep Phantoms from grabbing you. Gets fired up easily over anything getting too close to you but tries to keep his cool. He doesn’t want to scare you..

Logan:

- Gentle but Firm: Appears kind and understanding but can be strict about keeping the reader close. He keeps a soft tone but makes sure to be strict when the reader starts to sway back to their parents. “No it’s not safer there, I promise we can keep you safer..”

- Loyal: Deeply loyal to the reader and expects the same in return. Can become upset if the reader tries to distance themselves. Proves to be loyal by helping you with anything whether it be schoolwork, chores or even tasks before going into the Phantom realm.

- Protective: Has a strong desire to shield the reader from their dysfunctional family, often offering a "better home" with him and the gang. Constantly tries to persuade you by talking about how peaceful the garden is and all the plants and everything he helps take care of that you could see.

- Secretive: May hide his more intense feelings and actions, presenting himself as the "voice of reason" among the group but alerts the brutes if he notices things are off with you. He sees someone bothering you in the hall? Reports to Ash and that person is gone. Someone tripped you and laughed? He barely nudged Ben before it was taken care of. He’s like the messenger and is like your guardian to keep you safe, so safe from everything.

~The Group's Parents as Yanderes (Platonically)

Ashlynn's Parents:

- Overbearing: Makes jokes about wanting to "adopt" the reader into their family, offering them a better life than their own parents provide and stating it was a worriful joke.

- Invasive: Often pry into the reader's personal life and family situation, justifying it as concern so your not suspicious about the questions.

- Possessive: Believes the reader would be better off with them and might try to convince them to stay over more frequently, roping Ashlynn into trying to convince you to stay so your safe.

The Twin’s Mom

- Supportive: Offer emotional and sometimes financial support, wanting to become the reader's new support system.

- Manipulative: Subtly encourages the reader to distance themselves from their own parents, painting them as unworthy.

- Controlling: May attempt to take over the role of the reader's guardian, believing they know what's best for the reader so small acts of service like packing lunch or getting small articles of clothing since yours has blood stains or tears in them.

- Charismatic: Are friendly and welcoming, making the reader feel at home with them, constantly wanting you to feel comfortable and at home.

- Judgmental: Often criticize the reader's parents, emphasizing their own family's superiority just to change your mindset and how you see them.

- Encouraging: Pushes the reader to confide in them about their family issues, offering to "step in" whenever necessary.

Aiden's Parents/ Ben’s guardians

- Calm and Nurturing: Provide a stable and peaceful environment, contrasting with the reader's chaotic home life, explaining whats theirs is yours.

- Possessive: Feel a need to "rescue" the reader and integrate them into their family permanently.

- Protective: Actively works to shield the reader from their own parents' influence, sometimes through legal means.

- Loving: Shows an overwhelming amount of affection towards the reader, wanting to make up for the love they lack at home wether its through acts of service or gift giving.

- Overly Involved: Want to be involved in every aspect of the reader's life, including their relationship with their parents.

- Persistent: Keep offering the reader a place in their family, even if the reader hesitates and tries to rope Ben and Aiden to help do the same, pressuring you in a loving way.

Logan's Grandparents:

- Gentle and Understanding: Present themselves as a safe haven for the reader, understanding their struggles, offering gentle nature and helping hands to the reader's chaos.

- Supportive: Offer help and guidance, often encouraging the reader to stay with them so they can help and be there for them more.

- Protective: Will go to great lengths to keep the reader safe, including intervening in their family situation and acting as messengers to the group, including their guardians as well.

~Yandere Group's Feelings Toward Reader's Dysfunctional Parents and How They'd Help

~ General Feelings: The gang collectively despises the reader's parents for being neglectful, abusive, or dysfunctional. They see the reader's parents as unworthy and harmful, and they feel a strong desire to protect the reader from them.

~Helping the Reader:

  - Ashlynn: Would try to physically remove the reader from their home, offering her own house as a sanctuary.

  - Tyler: Would aggressively speak harshly about the readers parents, Taylor helping alongside him to alter your way of thinking so highly of them.

  - Taylor: Would manipulate situations to make the reader's parents look worse, encouraging the reader to rely more on her.

  - Aiden: Would provide a calm, safe space and work on legal ways to help the reader distance themselves from their parents.

  - Ben: Would emotionally support the reader, offering a listening ear and trying to become their main source of comfort.

  - Logan: Would offer practical solutions, like helping the reader find a new place to live or getting them into counseling, all while subtly keeping them close.

Each member of the gang would take a different approach to help the reader, but all would be united in their determination to remove the reader from their harmful home environment and keep them close within the gang's protective circle as their parents/guardians act as the protective outer circle.

OMG, okay, I would love to make a request. May I please request Cursed Princess Club? Gwen, Renée, and Monika with an s/o who is a chain smoker?

Their s/o smokes a LOT and is struggling to quit. My grandpa used to have a terrible smoking addiction, but he quit when I was born.

Cursed Princess Club and a chain smoker S/o

Gwen, Renée, Monika x GN! Reader, all separate

EEE Okay this was a cute ask<33 I love the CPC and it was a huge comfort for this bc of how many chain smokers I have in my family, the struggles are hard not only for the smoker but the people around them. I hope this is good! Enjoy :D

-Writer Icy<3

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Gwen

Gwen's Concerned Encouragement: Gwen gently suggests alternative activities to distract the reader from smoking, like baking together or trying new hobbies, and shares healthy snacks to help curb the cravings.

Adventure Distractions: Gwen invites the reader on a trip to the cursed princess club spot as a distraction in hopes the others can give you some different ideas.

Accidental Magic Solution: Gwen's friends try to help with an object spell and it accidentally causes the reader's cigarettes to turn into harmless objects, like flowers or bubbles, whenever they try to smoke. They both laugh about it, and Gwen apologizes, offering to help in other ways.

Renée

Health Talk with Renée: Renée, concerned for the reader's health, has a serious but supportive “conversation” through writing about the dangers of smoking and the benefits of quitting.

Nature Therapy: Renée encourages the reader to channel their cravings and anxiety into a nature-based expression, like taking walks and feeding the swans with her, as a way to manage stress without smoking.

Magic Potion Attempt: Renée tries to create a potion to help the reader quit smoking, but it has unpredictable effects, leading to humorous or touching moments as they figure out the right formula. Its enjoyable and appreciated as she tries her hardest to help you.

Monika

Fashion and Distraction: Monika distracts the reader from smoking by engaging them in fashion design projects, making over old clothes, or trying out new looks, emphasizing the fresh start that quitting can symbolize. Lots of accessories she finds she will distract you by telling you about each one.

Stealthy Sabotage: Monika sneakily replaces the reader's cigarettes with herbal alternatives, trying to wean them off nicotine without them noticing, leading to a funny confrontation when the reader finds out. It was like smoking a flower, smelled nice, tasted funny so you knew something was up.

Supportive Sisterhood: Monika organizes a support group with other members of the Cursed Princess Club, where they share their struggles and offer advice and encouragement to the reader in their journey to quit smoking. That part helps the most. Everyone has their own coping methods for their struggles so you take the advice and Monika helps you slowly to pull away from it

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL, IM GONNA CRY- thank you @goblinmodetweeker

I will be writing a several chapter story of the Patient Konig x Doctor Reader and I'm working the details out now. This sketch is so beautiful, I'm so excited for this!!

For @icrypop and their amazing psych ward AU! I loved the scene of YN reading Beauty and the Beast to our big boy, so I decided to do a preliminary sketch of it! However, I might adjust it to fit more with the setting as I learn more.

I wanna make a request for these characters!

Ashlyn and Taylor (SBG), Monika and Renée (CPC) with an s/o who hunts werewolves for a living? Like, the job isn't easy—their s/o's entire body is covered in scars from previous missions.

Ashlynn, Taylor, Monika and Renée w/ s/o who hunts werewolves

Ashlynn/Taylor (SBG) + Monika/Renée (CPC)

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Ashlynn

Ashlyn would be both awed and terrified by your profession. She'd mask her worry with teasing remarks like, "What, do you just wrestle them for fun, too?" but her concern would be genuine, especially when she sees your scars. She’d often remind you to be careful, though she’d understand and admire your dedication to protecting others.

When you’re injured, she’d stay up all night, patching you up and keeping the mood light with her sarcastic humor. Still, you’d catch her staring at your scars sometimes, her expression softening with a mix of admiration and sorrow.

"Hey, just promise me you won’t get too heroic out there, alright? I like you better alive than legendary."

Taylor

Taylor would be endlessly curious about your work, asking tons of questions about the logistics and dangers of werewolf hunting. Her fascination would come from a place of genuine interest and a desire to understand what drives you.

When she sees your scars, though, her questions would falter. "How do you handle it? The danger, the... aftermath?" She’d listen intently if you chose to share, offering quiet support. Taylor would constantly research ways to make your job safer, even if it means suggesting absurd gadgets or protective gear.

"I don’t know how you do it, but if there’s a way to help you, I’ll find it."

Monika

Monika would be deeply empathetic, understanding the weight of your profession and the toll it takes on you physically and emotionally. She’d be horrified by your scars, not because they repulsed her, but because she’d hate the thought of you suffering.

"I wish I could heal these for you," she’d whisper while tracing a particularly deep scar with her fingertip. Monika would use her creativity to distract you from the heaviness of your work, planning little adventures or quiet evenings to help you decompress.

She’d also have a practical side, making sure you’re fully equipped for your missions. "If you’re going to fight monsters, then you need to come back to me in one piece. No exceptions."

Renée

Renée would be terrified of your job, but she’d never outright discourage you, knowing it’s something you’re passionate about. Still, she’d fret constantly, peppering you with silent questions every time you return from a mission. Shed fret, her hands waving as she checked over all your scars, dragging you to sit so she could patch you up.

Her anxiety would heighten every time she saw your scars, but she’d never push you to stop. Instead, she’d find ways to support you emotionally, offering hugs, warm meals, and sweetly written words.

"I don’t know how you do it... but you’re so brave. I just hope you’ll let me take care of you when you’re not out there being a hero."

NOW WHO SHOULD WE PICK FOR THE MAIN LOVE INTEREST????

Uzi, N, V or Cyn

Before someone complains, Yes I know NUZI is a ship, I get it, I love them, but for the sake of the fic, they aren't together unless a different character is chosen!!

I'm doing this poll again because only 2 ppl voted last time-

...murder drones x Wall-E

That crossover ...turn it into a fic

STOP WAIT-

That's actually a good idea ....yay nay???

Hello me again! So it's a bit uncomfortable for me to say this since this is my second time asking🫣

Can you do a yandere sbg x reader kissing or make out if it's fine? it's fine if you don't wanna do it I don't mind at all and take you're time that's all bye! (Love you're yandere sbg stories! ♥(ﾉ´∀`)

-by iluvoptimus!

Yandere SBG Kissing Preferences:

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan

Warnings: A little steamy on Tyler's, Ashlynn's and Aiden's parts!

Hiyaaa! I'm so glad you felt okay enough to request, I promise there was no problem with this ask and I was okay writing it!! Im glad you enjoy my writing and I am so so sorry it took me so long to get this out to you!! I hope you enjoy!! :)

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

- Preference: Ashlynn prefers soft, lingering kisses. She enjoys savoring the moment and making sure the reader knows how deeply she cares for them.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: Ashlynn loves kissing the reader’s forehead or cheek, often as a gentle reassurance of her affection. She’ll kiss their lips when she wants to be more intimate, but it’s always slow and tender.

- Public or Private: Ashlynn prefers private moments for kissing. She finds public displays of affection a bit too vulnerable but will sneak a quick peck if she’s feeling jealous or protective.

Ashlynn cupped the reader’s face gently, her fingers brushing against their skin as she leaned in. The rain outside pattered against the window, but inside the room of , everything felt warm and still. "You’re mine," she whispered softly, her lips ghosting over the reader’s cheek before pressing a slow, tender kiss to their lips. She savored the moment, letting her kiss linger as if it was a silent promise that she would never let them go. "No one will ever take you from me." She whispered as her cold fingertips brushed under your shirt, holding your waist tightly as you felt your back bump against the counter. A hand traveled to the back of your head but the kiss stayed gentle, loving, passionate as she held you closer, something so sweet ignited in your stomach and into your heart. Her eyes said it all when she pulled away and smiled.

Tyler:

- Preference: Tyler is intense, and his kisses reflect that. He likes deep, passionate kisses that feel all-consuming, as if he’s trying to show the reader how much they mean to him in every single kiss.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: He loves kissing the reader on the lips, but he also likes trailing kisses along their neck and collarbone, where he can feel their pulse and the warmth of their skin.

- Public or Private: Tyler doesn’t care about privacy when it comes to kissing. If he feels like showing his affection, he’ll do it wherever—especially if someone else is watching. It’s his way of staking his claim.

Tyler’s hand gripped the reader’s wrist tightly as he pulled them into a secluded corner of the school. His breath was heavy, his eyes dark with possessiveness. "You have no idea how much I need you," he muttered before crashing his lips against theirs. The kiss was fierce, almost desperate, as if he needed to remind them who they belonged to. His hands slid up to cup the back of their neck, pulling them closer. Oh how your heart flooded and stomach pooled with that familiar feeling. He was tense, warm, everything felt warm. When he finally pulled away, he pressed a quick kiss to the reader’s jawline. "No one else gets to have this—just me." You nod, head fuzzy as you drifted from his eyes to his lips, pressing yours against his once more, the room growing warmer.

Taylor:

- Preference: Taylor is unpredictable in her kissing style. Sometimes, she’s gentle and affectionate, and other times, her kisses are more excited or hyper/urgent, as if she’s scared the reader might slip away from her.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: She enjoys kissing the reader’s lips but also likes kissing the back of their hand or wrist, as it feels intimate and a little old-fashioned. When she’s feeling particularly emotional, she’ll kiss the reader’s forehead.

- Public or Private: Taylor prefers private moments but doesn’t mind giving quick kisses in public if she’s feeling insecure or possessive.

Taylor sat beside the reader on her bed, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on their arm. "You won’t leave me, right?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Before the reader could respond, she leaned in, pressing her lips softly against theirs. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened, her need for reassurance evident in the way her hands tightened around their shoulders. When she finally pulled away, she rested her forehead against theirs, a soft smile on her lips. "I’ll never let you go."

Aiden:

- Preference: Even though Aiden has a more hyper or excited attitude about him I believe he is slow and deliberate when it comes to kissing. He likes to take his time, savoring every second as if it’s the last. His kisses are filled with emotion, always seeking a connection beyond the physical.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: He prefers kissing the reader on the lips but also enjoys kissing their temples or the top of their head. It’s his way of showing protection and care.

- Public or Private: Aiden doesnt really mind if its private or public moments. He finds public displays of affection to be a little too much sometimes though and would rather have those intimate moments when it’s just the two of them. But he would definitely kiss them in public if he needed to make it clear they were his and his only.

Aiden stood with the reader in the dimly lit kitchen, the soft glow from the outside streetlights casting shadows across the room. He gently brushed a strand of hair from their face, his touch lingering. "You don’t realize how much I care about you, do you?" he whispered before leaning in, his lips meeting theirs in a slow, tender kiss. He kissed them like he was memorizing every second, savoring the warmth and softness. Picking you up softly and carying you to the couch before laying across you, he continued his gentle way of love. His kisses soft but with more pressure as your heart rate picked up. His hands caged your head as yours slid from his shoulder and down to his abs. 'When did he get so built..' You thought before wrapping your free hand around his neck, pulling him down more as the kiss deepened. When he pulled back, he kissed their forehead gently, resting his chin on top of their head. "You’re all Mine."

Ben:

- Preference: Ben is quiet and reserved, but his kisses are surprisingly intense. He prefers slow, deliberate kisses that communicate how deeply he feels. He doesn’t kiss often, but when he does, it’s full of emotion.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: Ben likes kissing the reader on the lips, but when he’s feeling particularly protective or possessive, he’ll kiss their neck or the side of their head.

- Public or Private: Ben definitely prefers private moments for kissing. He doesn’t like showing his emotions in public, but behind closed doors, he’s more willing to express his feelings.

Nen sat beside the reader in the quiet darkness of his room. The only sound was the soft hum of the rain outside, tapping against the window. Without a word, he reached out, his hand brushing against the reader’s cheek. He leaned in slowly, pressing a deep, lingering kiss to their lips. It was soft but intense, filled with everything he couldn’t say out loud. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against theirs, his eyes closed. "You belong with me," he murmured, his voice low and possessive.

Logan:

- Preference: Logan’s kisses are sweet and full of warmth. He’s gentle, always checking to make sure the reader is comfortable. His kisses are filled with love and affection, with a playful undertone at times.

- Favorite Spot to Kiss: Logan loves kissing the reader on the lips but also enjoys peppering kisses on their cheeks and nose, especially when he’s feeling playful or trying to cheer them up.

- Public or Private: Logan prefers private kisses but isn’t opposed to giving the reader a quick peck in public, especially when he’s feeling protective or jealous.

Logan grinned at the reader as they sat together on the grass in the schoolyard. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow around them. He leaned in close, his lips brushing softly against theirs. His kiss was gentle, full of affection, but he couldn’t resist adding a playful nibble at the end. When he pulled back, he peppered kisses across their cheeks, making the reader giggle. "I love seeing you smile," he said with a soft laugh, kissing the tip of their nose before pulling them into a tight hug.