Im Getting Alhaitham If Its The Last Fucking Thing I Do

Im getting Alhaitham if its the last fucking thing I do

# AL-HAITHAM (5*) and YAOYAO (4*) EVERYBODY ☘️ !!

Hi there! I just stumbled across your blog today and I really love what you've put out so far. I would like to put in a request myself, if that's okay?

Romantic headcanons with Jeff, Eyeless Jack and Toby; reader can gender neutral if you'd like, too.

As a fellow college student, I understand time is limited. Take as much time as needed with this. Have a wonderful day, stay safe and stay hydrated <3

-Redd

LOVE ME DEAD

♡LOVING YOU ROMANTICALLY | CREEPYPASTA | NOT EDITED

Includes: Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack

Jeff the Killer

His love is unreal. Almost like an obsession but you know it’s love, it’s supposed to be. You can feel it in the way he kisses you, the way he holds you, the way he looks at you.

Somehow, he manages to spoil you everyday.

Jewelry, clothing, souvenirs, anything really. But he only gets them when he leaves the house and does whatever it is he does. Well, aside from killing.

Very often, he brings you a piece of nature. Something to cook. Other times, he’ll cook it.

He’s an odd fella, especially with how he treats you. But he treats you right nevertheless.

Rough kisses, gripping your thighs or waist, making love. All of the above, Jeff will definitely show you and make you feel it. There’s nothing to sugarcoat with this man.

“Baby.” “Princess.” “Love.” Yes, even to his boyfriend, he’ll call him princess.

When he’s in love, he makes sure the world knows. He marks you right up and dares anyone to flirt with you.

A jealous man who does not mind watching another person shoot their shot. He just loves watching their face court into an expression of fear as soon as he swings an arm over your shoulder.

But at the end of the day, he will build you both a new home from the ground up if he must. Well, he already started.

Ticci Toby

Soft and gentle. He’s tired half the time and just wants someone to make him forget about his current life.

A sweetheart. Kisses your hands and cheeks everyday. Pulls you into tight embraces and reminds you that he loves you.

Whispers sweet nothings into your ear whenever he can. When he does, a trail of kisses will go down your neck. Teeth grazing against your skin with a soft bites.

He dares not to hurt you. His hand will rest on your waist with gentle squeezes, urging you to hold him back. To embrace him, to love him just a little more each day.

Everyday, he looks at you a certain way. It’s the same as every other time. Everyday, he wakes up in love again. You make him want to be alive.

For that, he takes you out. Far into the woods with a basket in hand—a picnic every weekend—sometimes a long adventure every time.

He’s the most patient and gentle lover out of all these killers. It’s almost pathetic.

Yet, the lovemaking is surreal. A pleasure dom, and he loves making you squeal again, and again, and again.

Kisses your hands every other hour. The tips of your fingers to the palm. He believes you should be treated with care.

Eyeless Jack

An old lover at heart, really.

Love letters written for you. As said in the other post, there’s nothing more to add about this man.

He’s just an old lover at heart. Flowers brought home for you, chocolate sweets awaiting on your bed, and a gentleman.

He would lie his jacket over a puddle for you.

Think of, Gomez Addams. That’s EJ in this case. Written poetry that tells his love like a story. Words upon words that can build you guys a new home to which, he became your home.

You become his home.

He bites and kisses your neck, showing a gentleness to it. He wants you to trust him that he will never harm you with those sharp teeth of his.

Homemade dinners at the table that has a single candlelit.

You, are his cup of wine.

me: wow its really hot today

friend: its not the heat that gets you, its the humidity

reiner braun: *gestures* im the armored titan and he's the colossal titan

…do…. Do people who leave bitchy comments on fanfics know that they don’t have to read the fic?

Like dog. Just don’t read it? Hello?

I've been playing the shit out of Genshin and I'm going to be revamping the masterlist before putting out some headcanons hehehehhehehehe

Summary: A short bittersweet Diluc thing I wrote spontaneously.

Genre: Angst with a good ending

Warnings: None

Characters: Diluc

Author’s note: Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated!

You stood by the terrace and watched the city of mondstat slowly fall asleep. The night silenced as drunkards alongside workers from taverns around the city went home. You watched as people closed their curtains and switched off their lights, locking their doors to hide from the dangers that come with the uncertainty of the night.

You loved the night time but never on nights like this. Nights so quiet they allowed you to think. Even the wind seemed to have retired but your mind couldnt do the same. Your mind burned bright like the sun against the dim of the night. It burned. It burned. It hurt, because as it burned brightly it only illuminated everything to do with him. Diluc and you running together through the grape fields at the winery. Diluc comforting you after your first inevitable heartbreak (its a pity he was of no help to you for your current one). Diluc intriducing you to Jean to Diluc inviting you to his marriage ceremony with Jean. Now you’re burning with love and despair . With a love so strong and passionate it scorched your heart with an eternal despair.

You clenched your knuckles, the pain from your nails digging into your skin was like a bucket of cold water on your burning heart. With a sigh you decided now was the time to leave. Not only leave this terrace but mondstat too.

You turned to leave while thinking of how you would be leaving him behind too. But did it matter? You didn't have time to think about that- not when all your thoughts dissipated at the sight of Diluc Ragnvindr standing before you with a single cecilia in his gloved hand. For a man who rarely smiled he wore a gentle smile like he was born with it. Like it was his destiny to smile at you in such a way that made your heart beat faster than the wind current that began to pick up.

“Arent you supposed to be preparing for your wedding with Jean? The ceremony is in two days.” You tried your best too seem unphased by his presence. The same presence that shook your very existence. The question seemed to disappoint him as his expression fell. He then furrowed his eyebrows as if failing to understand something.

“You dont know do you?” His first words to you in weeks. As underwhelming as his words were, you couldnt help the flutter of your heart at the sound of his voice.

“Know what?” You asked after finally navigating a little bit of sense. He walked toward you with purpose in his step which intimidated you, causing you to step back into the rail of the terrace. “Diluc-“

“How could you not see how hopelessly in love I am with you?” He said, his voice seemed as fragile as a gentle breeze on a cloudless day.

“What are you-“

“The flowers, the secret glances, my countless excuses to see you.” He listed while simultaneously leaning in to you, his hands had encircled yours and the flower was trapped between your palms.

“Those were all my failed attempts at trying to express my ever growing affections toward you.”