sunnysapphic:

1. Sun lesbian or moon lesbian

2. Flannel lesbian or sweater lesbian

3. Curly fry lesbian or waffle fry lesbian

4. Thrift store lesbian or high brow lesbian

5. 70’s disco lesbian or 90’s grunge lesbian

6. Fat cat lesbian or hairless cat lesbian

7. Chinese takeout lesbian or pizza delivery lesbian

8. Big dog lesbian or tiny dog lesbian

9. MoMA lesbian or metropolitan lesbian

10. Matte nail lesbian or glossy nail lesbian

11. Red lipstick lesbian or dusty rose lesbian

12. Crop top lesbian or maxi dress lesbian

13. Neck kisses lesbian or forehead kisses lesbian

14. Fluffy fat cat lesbian or tiny hairless cat lesbian

15. Leather jacket lesbian or letterman jacket lesbian

16. Puts too much salt on food lesbian or too much pepper

17. Glitter eyeshadow lesbian or matte eyeshadow lesbian

18. Flower lesbian or succulent lesbian

19. Ugly cat print sweater lesbian or jean jacket that looks like it’s been through a war lesbian

20. Spaghettios lesbian or Kraft dinner lesbian

21. Hot chocolate lesbian or lemonade lesbian

22. Champagne lesbian or whiskey lesbian

23. Dark aesthetic lesbian or pastel aesthetic lesbian

24. Silk velvet lesbian or crushed velvet lesbian

25. Ball gown lesbian or tuxedo lesbian

26. Forest lesbian or space lesbian

27. Lennon glasses lesbian or aviators lesbian

28. Hestia lesbian or Artemis Lesbian

29. Nose piercing lesbian or belly button piercing lesbian

30. Electric guitar lesbian or ukulele lesbian

31. Converse lesbian or doc martens lesbian

32. Hayley Kiyoko lesbian or Mary Lambert lesbian

33. Olive Garden lesbian or Chiles lesbian

34. Tarot card lesbian or astrology lesbian

35. Peppermint lesbian or cinnamon lesbian

36. Playing-with-her-hair lesbian or getting-hair-played-with lesbian

37. Victim of tickle attacks lesbian or tickle attacker lesbian

38. Tiny tattoo lesbian or whole sleeve of tattoos lesbian

39. Lady and the tramp lesbian or aristocats lesbian

40. Cool Rock collection lesbian or cool leaf collection lesbian

41. Art hoe lesbian or music hoe lesbian

42. 80’s windbreaker lesbian or 80’s blazer lesbian

43. Mom jeans lesbian or skinny jeans lesbian

44. Silver lesbian or gold lesbian

45. Flower crown lesbian or snap back lesbian

46. Annie on my mind lesbian or rubyfruit jungle lesbian

47. Breakfast club lesbian or princess bride lesbian

48. “Wanna cuddle?” Lesbian or surprise hug attack lesbian

49. Jupiter lesbian or Pluto lesbian

50. Make her mixtapes lesbian or sketchbook filled with drawings of her lesbian

Feel free to ask this of myself or any character!

Request are OPEN!

Widowmaker x Reader

Widowmaker could be described as patient by those who do not know her personally. She’s a sniper. She can lay for hours muzzle aimed at one spot. Amber-gold eyes never glazing over, mind never wondering, and a chambered round that is guaranteed to hit its mark. Yet, this is not Widowmaker’s true patience. The blue skinned woman demands that orders are followed without hesitation. When things don’t go her way on her time, she’s, at best, a bit testy.

When you… “move in”, she upholds her expectations. The second you hear her call out “Mon chouchou, come” you better be moving the second she starts the command. She’s not a woman to keep waiting, and the shackles around your ankles do not allow for speed. But those first few days you had to learn this the hard way.

You have no idea how long you’ve been in captivity, but it feels like its been a month since you where first trapped in the woman’s basement. After the days of crying, anger, and fear, you’ve gotten use to her. Now, you still shutter with each of her touches and you would leave first chance you get. But, no longer is every second filled with worry and anxiety. You were doing your daily chore, sweeping the hard. wood floors of the mansion. Your shackles jingling with every shift of your weight. Sweeping the dust and dirt into a small pile, you get ready to sweep the grime into a dustpan when Mistress, as she demands you call her, beckons you from her office. You sweep up and throw away the pile before jingle-jangling to her office. Walking in, you put on your best smile.

“Yes, Mistress?” She doesn’t look up from her paperwork.

“Since when does a pile of dirt take precedence over me?” Her eyes slowly shift her gaze to you at the door

“E-excuse me?”

“When I call you what do I expect?”

“My immediate attention.” She slowly rises from her desk.

“So, no excuse for taking your time with the dust pan.” She moves her eyes to the shine of a camera lens that you could’ve sworn wasn’t there seconds ago.

“I-I…” You take a step back in confusion due to her over reaction. The more relaxed atmosphere ruined by a spike of adrenaline.

“That’s what I thought,” her eyes return to yours, “I think some more time downstairs should mend this… lapse in judgement.” The basement wasn’t just sitting in the dark. The woman, whose name you don’t even know, would ever so often slink into the concrete shelter. The lights remaining off, she would jolt you with pure fear, by raking her manicured hand down you bare back, blood beading on the wound. Or she would feel the crunch of your skull between her fist and the concrete floor. And the most unsettling of all, she would hold you. Soft touches and feathery kisses litter your skin while she tells you how all your friends and family despises you and how their life has only improved. She would include details that places just enough doubt in your mind to sew the seeds of manipulation. At hearing that she wished for your return to that hell, you panick.

“P-please Mistress. I’ll do anything. I’ll get those tattoos you where talking about. Anything you want. It’s your‐” Mistress shushes you, beginning to move forward.

“Mon biquet, what gave you the idea that you have any say in these matters. I already have what I want, and if any new desires form, I will take as I wish,” she gives you a smile. She’s standing directly in front of your frozen form. Ever so gently, she grabs the collar around your neck, dragging you toward the basement. You kick, and struggle, and keep up. Tears stream down your face as you continue to beg.

“Please. Please, no. Anything but this.” She reaches the door, and pushes you in. A push that is hard enough to push you into the room and down the stairs. Your body slamming into the creaky wooden steps. Eventually, you roll to a stop at the bottom of the steps. And the woman makes her way down to you.

“I hope you learn your lesson this time. You’re at my beck and call. You are mine. Don’t forget.”

Hiya,

The name’s Spook. And I’ll write almost anything. I can’t promise speed, and I ain’t a professional, but I got a couple honor’s English classes under my belt. Now, I would like to think of myself as chill, but I am well aware what y'all are capable of, so here are some ground rules.

Rules:

1. You can always ask me a question/submit posts, but I do work full time so not gonna be always writing.

2. Please be courteous. I can be a real asshole too, but I’m choosing to treat y'all with respect. It’s been hammered into me at this point.

3. I decide what I will and will not do. I’ll try what I can, but if I draw a blank, or just don’t like it. I reserve my right to treated with what ever responce, or lack of one, I wish. Dont spam me.

4. As a lesbian, I’ll favor what I know. I’ll write male readers/oc’s but I really cannot do anything in depth in the citrus scale. Sorry.

5. Oc’s I’ll do em but your gonna have to give me a LOT. Like way too much. I know you have a desire to see your creation interact with blank character, but I’m not you. I dont know who they are and I cannot research without your help. If you want, send me a message along side your request. I’m more likely to pick it up if I can understand them.

Rather than list what I will do, I’ll list what I won’t.

100% No Goes:

1. Piss/Scat

2. Minors, unless it is platonic

3. That’s about it but if I find something, I’ll update.

Aaaaaand here’s what I know how to write for. I’ll write any character, but these will probably hit closer to home than just a rando.

What I Know:

• Overwatch
• Dead By Daylight
• My Hero Academia
• Killing Eve
• Greek Mythology
• Norse Mythology
• She-ra and the Princesses of Power

But yeah, if you just wanna say hi, chat me up, put in a request, or rant, I’m right here in my corner of the Internet.

Friendly reminder that my suggestions are O P E N.

I’m writing for:

DC

Marvel

Dead by Daylight

Everything I write is specifically WLW but is inclusive to all identities under the umbrella. I know I use to have a much different list, but I’m revamping blog to be more aligned with what I enjoy now.

This is a Dark fic blog.

I’m bored, come chat with me, if you want

https://discord.gg/nyWYVFG

Bound time I got to this one.

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Her frozen lips hover over your own. Pinned down, all you can do is squirm. She’s covered in frost, skin almost blue.

Mei had to go out for the monthly pallet drop. Food, supplies, medicine, the essentials for survival. She always took it upon herself to brave the blinding blizzard that seemed to never dissipate. Usually she would tie you down and leave you with rope biting at your struggling form. Yet, today, you had been so good. So, she trusted her pretty little wife. Leaving you all warm and snuggled up by the fire as she suited up, she couldn’t wait to reward you for finally realizing that the two of you are meant to be. 

You woke to still silence. Mei always had something playing. You search the bunker. Once again nothing. You celebrate, cussing “that bitch” out as you rush to Mei’s closet. While her clothes aren’t a perfect fit, it has to do when the bitter cold always seeps inside no matter how warm Mei tries to keep it. You reach for the sturdy handle, and right as you grasp the handle the door opens. You take step back, tears filled your eyes as you wonder what she is about to do to you.

That’s when she grabs you and pins you before you can act. 

“What are you doing, sweetheart?” Her lips graze yours.

“I-I…” Your eyes look away, panic settling into your chest, “I was… worried.” Your eyes meet hers as you hope that she believes the obvious lie.

“Really now?”

“Y-yes… Lo-ove…?” She smiles at the pet name. Picking you up, she carries you to your shared bed. Once you’re placed under the covers, she quickly strips, and climbs atop of you. Snuggling into you, you feel the cold seep into your bones as she steals your warmth. 

“Remind me later, Love, to check the cameras. I wanna watch what you did when I was gone.”

Yandere D.Va

Tumblr is a pos that hates me. But here’s y'alls gamer fuel.

• She loves to show you off.
• But in subtle ways. She’ll have you sleeping on the bed in the background or the camera would see your hands place a plate of microwave food in front of her.
• Her fans fawn over the mystery girl.
• But they don’t see the tremble in your hands, or the shock collar that rests against your pulse. They don’t see how she pins you down and shoves nyquil down your throat.
• You’re her perfect house wife.

P.s. If y'all ever want not read HC’s just know the more specific the more I’ll just write.

Felt like I should write it - Genji and Reader are both 18 years old

Warning: Kidnapping, Murderer, Stalking, A bit of NSFW, It’s kinda brutal 

❥ Believe me or not, but Young Genji is much more brutal than Blackwatch or Current Genji

❥ He’s ready to kill everybody. And when I say everybody, I mean absolutely everybody

❥ Your parents are complete assholes? He can get rid of them if you want!

❥ Person from your class is flirting with you and you’re uncomfortable with that? Somehow they’ve been hit by a train right after school!

❥ There’s a teacher you hate? Don’t worry, they’ll disappear in the next 24 hours

❥ If someone is too much into you, the last thing they’ll see is Genji, his katana and bodies of people he murdered for you

❥ He keeps all of the bodies in the Shimada Castle underground and it’s a miracle nobody found them

❥ Talking about being a part of Shimadas - because Genji’s family is pretty rich and knows a lot of people, it’s easy for him to get out of trouble. No matter what will he do and how much his family will not like it, they will not let anyone know (luckily they still don’t know, somehow)

❥ If he doesn’t has anyone to get rid of, he’ll make sure you get home safe. Eventually will find an excuse to go with you

❥ Of course he has a small place where he likes to sit and watch after you enter your house. He has a great view for room

❥ When he gets some nice views, he takes a pictures of you. Mostly after taking them, he’s touching himself to them as soon as he’s back in his room

❥ When you weren’t at your house, he stole some things of yours to get off to them later

❥ He also has a small room dedicated to you, where he keeps your picture and things he stole from you

❥ At school, he’s nice to you and a bit flirty. He does his best to make you feel like he’s the best person you know

❥ The amount of times kidnapping you came to his head is a lot, he is very impatient, but he’s aware that if he wants to do it well, he has to wait for good moment and be ready for it

❥ When it eventually happens, Genji is prepared for every possibility

❥ At first he planned to kidnapping you straight from your bedroom, but after thinking, he decided to do when it’s going to be dark, so nobody will see it

❥ Once you’re finally his, he won’t let you go

❥ He gave you a nice room in Shimada Castle underground

❥ He keeps you tied, because even though he loves you, he doesn’t trust you

❥ Calls you cute pet names and acts like he’s your boyfriend 

❥ I mentioned that he’s pretty brutal, it can go towards you if you won’t be nice to him, try to escape or be aggressive and hurt him

❥ He won’t hurt you seriously unless you make him angry, like really angry

❥ Using his shurikens to leave deep cuts on your face and your body, stabbing your thighs till you beg for mercy, he’s pretty creative with punishments for you

❥ He’s careful

❥ He will hurt you, but not enough to kill you

❥ And he calls you a “bad pet” and things similar to this

❥ Genji waits till you’re begging for mercy, start to faint or start losing too much blood, before he starts patching you up

❥ While he’s patching you up, he’ll say that he’s sorry, but tell that it’s your fault for making him angry and you should never do that again

❥ Since he’s obsessed with you, he’ll get you almost everything you ask for

❥ Comfortable bed? You got it! Your favorite meal? On it’s way! Need some new clothes? He’s on his way to get them for you!

❥ Wanna go outside? Don’t even think about asking that. Best possible scenario is him trying to explain to you why it’s the best for you to stay with him

❥ When you would be too loud he would tape your mouth or put gag on you

❥ When you would be mean and he wouldn’t want to hurt you, he would leave completely alone in your room and come back hours or even days later to “make you miss him”

❥ Most days, he doesn’t leave your sight. Genji is very cuddly and he tries to show you how much he loves you

❥ Even though he might be a monster, he would never pressure you into things like sex or kissing. He might a bad person, but he has boundaries

❥ If you would be interested in having sex with him, he’s willing to fulfill your every fantasy and make you enjoy yourself

❥ Of course you can stop him at any moment 

❥ If you’re going to gain his trust, he might show you bodies of all the people he killed for you. Telling you it’s a “surprise”

❥If you would end up passing out or having a panic/anxiety attack after seeing that, he would leave the room with you to help you calming down or just anything to make you feel better

❥ If you would end up yelling at for killing people, Genji would be quiet before getting you back to your room and go get his emotions out (he would either go training his ninja skills or hurt someone)

❥ If would somehow escape from Shimada Castle, Genji will do anything to get you back

❥ Going to your house, your favorite places

❥ He won’t stop searching for you until you’re his again