bonkers-4-hatter

Lotors voice was smooth as velvet as he continued to read you the book. It was an intriguing Altaian tale about how the universe guided two lovers to one other. More so, how their differences not only in race, but in status kept them apart. It was like a fairy tale. "We have stories like this on Earth." Your voice broke the short silence as Lotor was in the middle of turning a page. He turned the page, but instead of continuing with his reading, looked at you. You could feel your round cheeks flush up at the gaze, but his eyes held a look of curiosity. "Intriguing, could you possibly tell me one." All of his attention was on you and at th

“Oh my gosh…” Your jaw hung open a bit as you looked at your new Hetaloid. You’re new Italian Hetaloid to be exact. He looked totally real with a headful of gorgeous brunette hair with an odd extreme curl sticking out. He was thin and yet he still had a bit of muscle to his form which showed slightly through the military uniform he had on. All in all he looked quite adorable and handsome an unusual combination for a guy but for him it suited him. “Aww, look at (Name’s) face, I think we totally picked the right one!” (Friend 2) smiled and hugged you as (Friend 1) joined in as well. “So, do

You sighed for the umpteenth time as your History teacher went on about the current war going on in God knows where and all kinds of policies and treaties that would make the war stop, total bullshit in your opinion. You were mentally counting how many minutes and seconds you had to spend in this God forsaken class before it was time for you to meet with Alfred for lunch. You always looked forward to meeting him for lunch because he always cheered you up, but the down side of meeting him was that he always made you eat. In your mind it was like he was just fattening you up even more. That's all he sees you as, A PIG! He'll never want you

Why were you here? The cold air coming through the many cracks in the walls, floorboards and even parts of the ceiling, chilled you to the bone. Broken furniture, dust and cobwebs everywhere you looked, it was just downright creepy. This was not your ideal activity for the Halloween season. Now going to a pumpkin patch or trekking through a corn maze was more your forte, but this right here was not something that was on your list. Casting a dark spell. Yeah, that’s what was happening right now. You were with Arthur at the moment and that’s what he was doing. You said you wanted to do a fun Halloween activity with him and this

We wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! You hummed along and swayed your hips a bit to the well-known Christmas tune. You were in the kitchen baking some Holiday treats as the radio was blasting in the other room. When it came to making any food related items for the pack, you had to make a lot, enough to feed a small village more like it. You didn’t mind it though, it was nice to know they needed you in a way, you were never really wanted before you moved to La Push, but when the pack and more specifically Jacob came into your life it was such a nice change. As you placed the sugar cookies

“Oh wow, he’s rea-.” Before you could finish your sentence as you gazed upon your new Hetaloid you got attacked. “AAAHHHHHH SHIT, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!!” To you it looked like a Penguin but whatever it was it was attacking your face, pecking and slapping its wings against your cheeks. “Where the hell did that come from!” (Friend 2) asked as they tried to pry the psycho bird off. “Aww look at (Name’s) Hetaloid, it’s soo freaking adorable!” You heard (Friend 1) comment on your present as you brow twitched or got scratched either way you were annoyed at the moment. “(

“Oh sweet Jesus…” You felt your mouth go slack as some roses fell from your view and revealed your new Hetaloid. You’re new French Hetaloid to be exact. It had long wavy Blonde hair and a little bit of hair at his chin. He also had a military uniform on that looked fine as hell on him and showed his wonderful muscles under the fabric. “Damn, if I would’ve known he looked this good, I would’ve kept him.” (Friend 2) said as (Friend 1) nudged them very hard earning a yelp from (Friend 2). “Ouch… sorry, but it’s true!” You heard (Friend 2) say this as you turned around a

“Aww, he’s so adorable, thanks guys!” You smiled at your new Hetaloid. Your new Canadian Hetaloid to be exact and quite frankly, you couldn’t be happier. He had wavy Blondish-brown hair that had a curl that was stubbornly sticking out which look so freaking adorable on him. “Uhh… what?” (Friend 1) stood next to you and raised their brow at the box. “What do you mean what, (Friend 1)?” You asked turning towards them with a raised brow of your own. “You feeling okay (Name)?” (Friend 2) asked this as they came up next to you and felt your forehead checking for a fever. You f

It was hot, unbearably hot to be honest and you didn't like it one bit. You knew Alfred was latched onto you like a Koala on a tree and you were fine with that for the first ten minutes, but now you just wanted him to let you go. "Alfred, let me go now." You mumbled this into the side of his pillow and you knew damn well he was up since he was sliding his hands all over which you didn't enjoy. "You're too comfy babe." His face nuzzled your soft side making you heave a sigh of annoyance as you tried to wiggle yourself free of his iron like grip. "I'm hot…" You were reduced down to whining at this point. You just hoped it would registe

“…The hell?” You felt your brow twitch as you stared into the empty crate where your Hetaloid was supposed to be. “If this is a repeat for last year (Friend 2), I will kill you.” You turned towards (Friend 2) who had a brow raised and had their head tilted to the side. “Uhh… (Name), we’re totally confused too.” (Friend 1) said as they scratched their head and awkwardly laughed. You sighed as you walked over to the empty crate and ripped off an envelope that was labeled ‘instructions’ and tore open the envelope and pulled out a small black booklet. “Well, maybe this c

“Aww, guys!” You exclaimed this as you finally pried open your crate that contained your new Hetaloid. You’re new Russian Hetaloid to be exact. He looked wonderful; he had short beige hair with bangs that went over the left side of his face over his closed eyes. He wore a long tan coat and had a light pink scarf on. Overall, your Hetaloid looked amazing. You smiled up at him and turned to your friends and flashed them a smile as well. “So, you like it?” (Friend 2) asked this as they started to poke your stomach making your brow twitch as you slapped them upside the head making them fall to the ground. “

“Ahhh, yellow fluff!!” You freaked out and dropped the crowbar you just used to pry open the wooden box with as a yellow ball of fluff flew out of the box and landed right on your head. “Umm…I think it likes you (Your name).” (Friend 2) said sticking their tongue out at you. You felt your brow twitch slightly as you felt the birds little feet walk around in circles a few times before settling down, still on your head. You sighed and looked back over to your Hetaloid and gasped. He was gorgeous; he had short Silver hair and a pale complexion and from the looks of the military uniform he had on, he had some mus

“Guys, he’s so freaking adorable!!” You smiled wide as your new Hetaloid. You’re new Chinese Hetaloid to be exact. He was gorgeous with is long dark Brown hair that was in a ponytail with some strands falling in front of his face and closed eyes. “Glad you liked it (Name)!” (Friend 2) clasped their hand on your shoulder as you grinned at them. “Awww, looks what he comes with guys!” (Friend 1) came back to you both with a Panda in their arms. You both awed at the cuteness of the Panda as it cooed and played with the two gently swatting at your hands and making squeaking sounds making all thre

“AHHHH CRAAAP!!!” Instead of coming face to face with your new Hetaloid like you were supposed to, a giant wave of cats came hurdling towards you as you dropped the crowbar. “OH SHIT, RUN (FRIEND 2)!!!!” (Friend 1) grabbed (Friend 2) and ran towards the living room out of harm’s way leaving you to face the mob of cats. ‘Damn those fiends…some friends they are…’ “HOLD YOU’RE BREATH (NAME), WE DON’T WANT YOU TO HAVE A HAIRBALL!” (Friend 2) yelled this as you got hit by the cats making you fall onto your back. You felt their fur brush against your skin making you

With you practically shaking in fear, your newly awakened and obviously very handsy Hetaloid continued his advancements as his arms darted out to your more than plump form. Fine fingertips assaulted your supple skin in a tickle attack as a flood of laughter and squeals came from you. You started to thrash around the bed, Arthur straddling you in an attempt to find more of your skin to tickle. “S-STOOOP, PLEASE! HAAAA!” Your squeals that begged for his nimble fingers to stop went on deaf ears. “I wonder what’ll happen if I did this.” Before you could wheeze out what he was talking about, the tickling stopped as

You let out a laugh at a funny bit during the film, feeling Tamaki’s hand give yours a gentle squeeze. You were paying attention to the movie, but every once in a while you’d glance over at the self-proclaimed “Host Club King” and catch him staring at you, a soft smile on his lips. It was nice and a total foreign feeling to say the least, but you were warming up to the idea. I mean, it’s not like it’s impossible for anyone to want you, right? No. That’s a ridiculous notion, but one that was still lingering in back corners of your mind. Giving your head a quick shake, you rid yourself of those though