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honeygrahambitch · 1 year
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Will and Hannibal give each other flowers regularly. Will picks up wild flowers every time he goes fishing. Hannibal gets the fancy bouquets from the flower shop every time he is out.
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twigg96 · 9 months
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Ummm you know I want like ALL of the fluffy alphabet for Murderface 😆. But for now, let's go with Q, R, and S (if that isn't too many!)
Grazie!🙏❤
Heyyy @amazonboatchurch I am more than happy to do the full alphabet for William <3 I truly hope you enjoy these!
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A - Attractive (what about their partner do they like most?)
He will always tell people that it is their "schmokin' bod" or their "bangin' physique". But in reality if he put any real thought into it... those things didn't matter to him all too much. He truly apricated and loved his partner for their large loving heart and overwhelming amount of patience. He knew he was a lot to deal with on a normal day... so he always felt so loved when his partner went out of their way to help remind him that he was worth the love they gave him.
B - Banter (How do they tease each other? Is it always friendly/flirtatious or does it turn nasty?)
William is the KING of teasing and banter. He knows exactly what buttons to push to get his partner going in just the right ways that will start a petty fight and make them just mad enough. However he also is the king of pushing the envelope too far. He has spent many a night on the couch due to his proclivity to always insisting to making sure he had the last word in even though he'd been warned... twice.
C - Cute (Cuddles, Handholding, Sweet Touches, Caresses, Sneaky Moves)
Murderface would never admit it openly in a million years that he loved cuddling. But he fucking loved it more than anything. Holding his partner close to his chest at night, stroking their hair and kissing their heads so gently was so calming to him. It really cemented the relationship in a way he couldn't get across in words.
While he didn't always make the first move to hold his partner's hand that didn't mean he was opposed to it entirely. He actually liked holding hands a lot... he was just a really shy boy and needed to be guided into PDA in social situations. When he was just around the other bandmates he was fine taking hold of his partner's hand... sometimes... It was just in front of larger crowds he could never tell if his partner wanted to be seen with him in public so he tried to wait for them to make the first move.
Gliding calloused fingers up his partner's cheek and around their waist ever so gently to hold them as they kissed was one of the best thrills he could ever get in his life. Sweet goosebumps rose on his skin just as much as his partner's as he kissed their earlobes and caressed their thighs was just a taste of what could happen if he really let himself go. But alas Murderface was a Southern Gentleman TM and refused to let his desires drive him.
William would tease the hell out of his partner if he knew he could get away with it. Grabbing his partner by the back of the neck and holding them tight he would pull them in for a swift passionate kiss before walking into an important meeting. Smacking his partner's ass was daily must on his to do list. A smirk would be plastered on his lips as he ran his fingers up and down their spine making them shutter and moan out loud before simply shrugging and walking away with a wink.
D - Dates (What kind of dates do they like to take their partners on? Are they creative with their date ideas?)
Will loves to take his partner out on very expensive and lavish dates that push his wallet and expertise. On their first date he took his partner to a very expensive Italian restaurant that Nathan had once bragged about taking a date to that went bad but the bread sticks were banging. He tried all night to impress his date by "pronouncing" the Italian names of the food only to make the waiter expressly angry at him for using so many accidental cuss words and his partner laugh so hard they pissed themselves. He thought for sure the date bombed until he got a text a day later begging to know when and where they were going next.
While William is not expressly creative with his date ideas (he often steals a lot of his ideas from his bandmates) onve he really gets to know someone he is incredibly thoughtful in his choice of date. He will go out of his way and plan a date for a full week if he must just to make his partner happy.
E - Eat (Do they have similar tastes in food or do they share food at the dinner table? I. E. Swapping the tomatoes on the burger for the pickles on their partner’s chicken sandwich)
William is particular about his food. He was raised in the south by his grandparents and is a first generation Mexican American. He knows good food whenever it is placed in front of him. However he is never opposed to eating whatever is on his plate. (He is pretty sure he still has the bruises on his head his grandma gave him as a little boy for not cleaning his plate as a child.) That being said lettuce is not his favorite thing in the world. Neither are dick shaped foods... well maybe with a few exceptions in the privacy of his home... he is not opposed to trading things on his plate for his partner's least favorite foods.
F - Fire (What drives them the most in the relationship?)
The SEX- No
Murderface was first driven by an intense fear and need not to be forever alone when he first got together with his partner. However this evolved the longer he stayed with his partner. No longer did he fear being alone forever... he simply could not imagine a world without his partner specifically. He loved them so entirely that the thought of being without them his soul felt empty and hallow. He never wanted that to happen.
G - Generosity (How do they show their partner they care?)
It definitely shows more in his intimate actions than in his words. William is a very self conscious person. He often lets peer pressure get to him, or makes the odd comment, or simply gets in an off mood and makes his partner cry. However it is in the silence of the night when he and his partner are laying side by side together. When the lights go dim and the business of the day has come to a stand still that he rolls over to face his partner. He always waits for his partner to face him back before he speaks. But he knows some nights are better off silent when he's treated them so rough during the day. So he simply brushes the hair from their face or rubs their back waiting to see if they'll face him. If they don't and they fall asleep before he can speak he quietly accepts it and falls asleep.
However if they turn over he tells them how much he loves them while pulling them close. He apologizes for all of his short comings and kisses them sweetly. They know that change for him is hard. That all he wants to do is change but it will take time.
H - Hot Head (Are they quick to anger? Are they spiteful in a fight? Will they say things they don’t mean just to piss their partner off? Or are they easy going?)
Will is extremely fast to anger and could in fact be considered a Hot Head. He can be extremely cruel and spiteful in a fight and will bring up shit from 10 years ago as ammunition just to win an argument. He is an expert debater and will argue his point until he is blue in the face.
I - Interest (What are some of the interests they may share?)
Murderface and his partner love to chat for hours about history of all types. He will literally go on lectures about the things they don't know about and they will happily listen. Day long documentary binges are in order.
He would legit stab anyone in the neck if they ever found out but he loves to crochet and is actually extremely good at it. His partner has learned a lot about crocheting from him.
Horror (even though he's a little bitch baby about it). His partner and he love to sit and watch scary movie after scary movie on a weekend where they know they can stay up and do extracurricular activities instead of sleep in the early hours of the morning.
Cooking... While his partner doesn't love to cook they certainly love to watch William cook. He is a master in the kitchen (but don't tell the others in Dethklok they will take advantage of it!)
Cars! He and his partner can talk about old cars for literal hours. The old makes. The benifits of the older models. One time on a date they even rebuilt a 1950's hotrod from parts he found online.
J- Jealousy (Are they the Jealous type? How would they act if they were?)
William is an extremely jealous man. He is fine with his partner having normal everyday contacts with men. Hell he doesn't even have to be there for it to happen he trusts his partner enough talk to him if something peculiar happens or if someone talks to them inappropriately. But God rest the soul of whoever does make a move on his partner... He will be coming at them with whatever he has on him at the time. And if he has time to plan their demise... Charles will be making arrangements to hide a body.
K- Kids (Do they want kids?)
Yes he does but he fears nothing more than ending up being just like his father. It would take constant reassuring and therapy for him to accept that he is not his father and his father's actions do not determine his own for him to feel comfortable enough to agree to have kids.
L - Likes (Favorite things about relationship and partner)
Murderface likes that his partner is so open with their love. He likes that his partner has so much love to give, like an unending river that seemingly never runs dry. He likes his partner's ability to flirt and tease so openly without ever getting frustrated. He likes his partners extroverted nature. He doesn't understand any of this. But he loves it all, every ounce of them fully and wholly as who they are.
M- Marriage (Are they interested in getting married at all?)
Yes actually. He always saw himself with a life partner. He just never knew how to go about that before so he simply ignored those feelings until his S/O arrived. Instead of traditional tattoos he would insist they get matching tattoos on their ring fingers (mostly so that he would never have to explain why he took his off or lost it in the future). He wanted something bad ass like a snake, barbed wire, or something like that. But his partner simply suggested tattooing their ring's shadow onto their finger and then making a design based around it that was their own creation to poke out from under their real rings. William instantly agreed and got a viper crawling around his finger that bit into his wrist.
N- No (Pet Peeves in a relationship)
William really can't stand a partner who disrespectful partner. When he and his partner fucked around and teased each other he made sure it was a rule that their teasing remained between the two of them. If his partner ever tried fucking with his bandmates and hurt their feelings it was immediately over. He was the only one who could fuck with his band. No one else.
He doesn't someone to date him simply because of his money and possition in the band. He doesn't want to continue to feel like the stepping stone in the band, the member the fans use to get to the other members. When he dated (which was rare) he put his full trust into someone. He didn't want to be used.
O - Orange (What color reminds them of their partner?)
Gold. When they laugh it reminds Murderface of gold's brilliant shine. His partner was just as valuable as gold could ever be to him as well.
P - Proposal (How would they or how did they propose?)
He would get too in his head to ask first and always be his worst enemy. Freezing every time he tried to bring up the subject. Doubting his ring choice and choosing one he could easily return if his partner either didn't want to marry him or didn't like the ring. Pretending to be really interested in a random bug when he was actually kneeling down to propose. Dropping the ring more times than he can count. In the end he would most likely end up being proposed to first But he would insist they put the ring away and claimed he was the first due to the amount of times he tried to do it in the past.
Q - Queen (King) (What traits makes them a KING or a QUEEN?)
Murderface is extremely protective of his partner. That's not to say he doesn't know what they can and can not handle on their own. He does. He fully and completely does. However, he also knows their limits. If anyone were to fuck with his partner and push them to or even God forbid their limits. He would not hesitate to put them back in their place.
Our boy can cook like no other. Whatever food his partner craves he can make in no time flat and it will always taste amazing. Fried chicken with a side of carnalized carrots and mashed potatoes with pan gravy? He's on it. Fresh authentic fajitas? Coming right up! Pizza made just like Domino's used to make it when the boys all lived in their apartment? He's got that shit memorized. His partner will never need to cook again in their life. Cleaning on the other hand...
William comes prepackaged with Scary Dog Privileges.
R - Rain (What was the most romantic gesture they have ever done for their partner?)
One time after a date with his partner, he had dropped them off at their place and driven off in his prized Cavalier. Looking down he realized that his partner had forgotten their leftovers on the floor of the passenger seat. He mauled over turning around and giving them their food or simply calling them and telling them since he was already halfway home. But as his body made the turns he needed for him he realized he already knew what to do. Getting out once he arived at their place he grabbed the leftovers and knocked on the door. When the door open he blushed, staring at his partner wrapped in nothing but a towel after a shower. Shoving the food towards them he shook the bag. "Forgot thisch." He whispered. His partner smirked taking the forgotten Chinese food. "Wanna come in for a bit?" they asked.
S- Smooches (Who gave the first kiss? When do they kiss their partner? How often do they kiss their partner?)
William's partner was for certain the one to kiss first. It was a foggy night and the band had invited them out midnight golfing. They were loosing against the others by a wide margin when they took the opportunity to pull Murderface aside. The boys had thought it was to let him teach them his prized swing. But as the fog clouded their vision they stole a sweet kiss.
However he lays claim to that title after a trip to the caravel where he pulled his partner into the tunnel of love quickly. He went way past kissing in there. Ignoring the screams of the employees to at least keep it PG for the kiddos.
Murderface kisses his partner every single day. He doesn't like the idea of "being caught" so he tries to to sneak around the others even though they've known for some time. It is the thought that counts.
T - Travel (Do they like to travel with their partner? Where do they dream of traveling to?)
He loves to travel when it is with his partner, mostly because he knows he's on vacation then. Murderface really wants to take a road trip across the United States and stop at all of the historical spots along the way. He will complain 90% of the time that he travels however. It is a lot of work to put a trip together and make it work. But once he is at the location he wants to be at, he will be the giddiest guy there. He will narrarate the scene and tell whoever listens all about what historical event happened there. William will order only the food of the times in places of historical relevance and then complain that the food tastes like shit but be beaming with excitement.
U- Universal (How Public are they with their affection? Are they very open with PDA? Do they brag about their partner?)
Murderface is not open at all with his PDA. He really is quite conservative. He may brag to his friends but in the teasing way bro dudes chat, not in any real exposure of his personal life.
V- Valentines (First holiday together. How did they prepare? How did they celebrate?)
Holiday? What the fuck is a holiday? Murderface doesn't even remember those exist until his partner mentions something to him and even then they don't hold any real significance to him unless they do for them. His memories of holidays were always painful. He tried not to dwell on them. But if his partner insisted on celebrating , he would "try"... for them.
Their first holiday would be New Years. He never really did resolutions but his partner insisted that he write a list with them the night before while they made dinner for the party. Together they prepared a large meal for all the members of Dethklok and had some expensive Champaign imported for them all to drink once the ball dropped. Honestly... this holiday was something he could get behind. Booze. Food. Balls. Fuck why did he waist his life sleeping through this very important event all his life?! As the clock ticked down, the food was eaten and the band progressively became drunker and drunker, his partner pulled him aside smiling as the final seconds were said aloud. "10!" Everyone chanted. "So?" they whispered. "9!" Another scream. "What did you write for your resolutions, Willy?" They asked. "8!" William swallowed slowly picking up his Champaign flute. "7!" Weren't they supposed to be a secret until the next year? "6!" They wouldn't come true if he told now right? "5!" Opening his mouth he struggled to find the words. "4!" His partner giggled and shook their head. "3!" Their eyes gleamed in the dim light of the moon sillueted by the party lights. "2!" Standing on their tippy toes Will's partner wrapped their arms around his shoulders. "1!" Their hot breath tickled his ear as they spoke. "I might get my list started early tonight..." They whispered just as the ball dropped, confetti sprayed from around the television and dropped all around the living room to match the program they watched. "Happy New Year!" Was an echoing phrase that resonated through William's head as everyone screamed it all at once. A giant smile crossed his lips as his friends cheered hands in the air before they downed their drinks. His partner pressed their lips to Wills soft ones. Closing his eyes, William hummed and pulled his partner close loving the feeling that one item on his resolution list crossed off.
W- Wicked (What do they do that purposely pushes their partner's buttons?)
Murderface will purposely find that one that bothers his partner to no end and do it repeatedly until they break. If they don't like the sound he makes when he breathes through the gap in his front teeth he will do exclusively that for the next seven minutes or until he gets board of their reactions.
Murderface will piss them off on purpose simply because he himself is feeling unworthy. This is a defense mechanism he learned long ago to protect himself from ever being the one from being walked out on. If he gave them a reason to leave he understood, he could deal with it. His partner however is strong and smart enough to see through this and simply gives William the space he needs to get through these patches on his own most of the time.
Will is a six year old at hear. He will get petty to be petty if he feels slighted by his partner. One time when his partner refused to buy him ice cream like they promised after a date he drew a dick on their face with a sharpie during their nap before an important zoom meeting.
X- Xylophone (What song fits the relationship?)
I'll be nice and put two here XD
The real truth Vs How Murderface feels deep inside
Y- Yearning (When do they miss their partner the most? What do they do to placate themselves in the mean time?)
Muderface misses his partner the most whenever he is on tour and can't bring his partner with. He pretends that he is fine for the most part telling the others that he feels "liberated" even. But after week two he starts to get anxious. It get s to the point where Charles flies his partner in for a night to calm him down to continue the show.
Z- Zipper (Do they let their partner pick their outfits?)
No absolutely not. He has a specific way he likes to dress. I will occasionally let his partner pick his socks if he is wearing long pants but his style is very important to him
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spruffle · 2 years
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silver: ohmiword blaze look !!!
blaze [steadily lifts her gaze from her book]: what is it silver?
silver: check out this PENCIL SHAVING i made!! ! [he produces long unbroken spiral of pencil shaving] i was sharpening a pencil and LOOK !!! ITS REALLY LONGG !!!!!
blaze [tearing up]: yes it is, silver. yes it is
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planefood · 10 months
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warriored cats
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butterflyscribbles · 1 year
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Turtles shed the plates (scutes) on their shell and their skin when going through growth spurts. Can’t be comfy…luckily April’s got them covered💛
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crypitd · 10 months
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Handling a Fledgling Turkey Vulture for Fat Bird Friday
(Ref used)
»   Etsy  •  Various Links   «
© Harlen Chen
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strawberrykake · 2 years
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men that would unashamedly wear your very feminine-looking handbag over his shoulder as you browse through clothes in the store.
—IWAIZUMI, Ushijima, Aone, DAICHI, Tanaka, UKAI, Kageyama, Akaashi, MATTSUN, Hanamaki, WASHIO, Sugawara, KITA, Aran, OSAMU, KUROO, KYOUTANI, Oikawa
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heartlesscorpse · 2 months
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Sleepy Cuddles w/ Pyramid Head 🩸🔪 △
Pyramid Head brainrot goes brrr. Pyramid Head brainrot is forever eternal, anyway — yeah I have yet another post of Pyramid Head because I’m bored, my brain had ideas, and I NEED him so I feel like catering myself once again w/ Pyramid Head. That’s all I can say. OH YEAH might I add, rather than Silent Hill’s PH like my last few posts this time I decided this time around I’m gonna do DBD Pyramid Head. Also a heads up for the small nsfw warning in this post.
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Doing back to back trials or maybe more is always tiring. Leaves you all sleepy asf, grumpy, and really not wanting to be thrown into another trial for the entity’s amusement.
Usually you’d try sleeping around the campfire or take short naps, literally whenever you have the chance to do so before the entity drags you off to another random map, and it can get pretty annoying when you don’t get no breaks to rest. >:((
And what’s better than looking for none other than your favourite tall killer, the Executioner for some cuddles???
If you need cuddles or sleep, Pyramid Head’s always there in Midwich waiting for you whenever he’s not busy with any trials of his own. :))
He loves earning small visits from you while the both of you have some time to spend when the Entity isn’t calling for either of you for the next trial.
The two of you meet up usually in the halls of the school or some random classroom if Pyramid Head happened to be looking for you first. The nurses office is where the two of you kick back and relax in each other’s company most often, because that’s where all the old mattresses are left on the rusted metal bed frames.
The beds are way too small to fit with Pyramid Head’s large figure so the both of you would settle with stripping off all the mattresses from the bed frames, lie them all on the floor stacked atop each other by 2 by 4 for bigger space.
Cuddles w/ the big guy are the fucking best. And he enjoys cuddling you too.
Because of the huge height differences between the both of you, he thinks you’re the perfect size so he could gently squeeze you in his arms while you’re all curled up with him.
And don’t forget about them man tiddies, his tiddies are the best for a pillow but in the end, you’re waking up with a sore neck. But it’s fucking worth it. >:))
It’s also soothing listening to his breathing from his rusted helmet or the soft growls rumbling from his chest, which kind of reminds you of thunder rolling through the sky in the distance.
As I mentioned the last time in one of my other hc posts with Pyramid Head, he’s a fuckin’ walking heater and all that body heat radiating from him while you’re pressed against him with his arms around you is just pure bliss.
Feels so nice to pass out in his arms especially with all that exhaustion and the multiple trials you went through still racking your brain, and he likes it how easily you conk out the moment you get comfy with him just in a matter of seconds.
On some small occasions there’s times where Pyramid Head is also hornee and wanting help with finding some relief, once granted consent he’ll keep in mind how tired you are after all those trials you went through of course, this time around he’ll restrain himself from going too rough on you and will opt to fucking you gently and at a slower pace. Getting some relief out of this and also helping you destress, a small little reward for doing such a great job. <33
After cuddles and naps with Pyramid Head you’re feeling all rejuvenated and energized to keep pushing on through more trials the entity has yet to throw at you.
Sometimes it’s not enough and Pyramid Head will decide to keep you for a little while longer, drawing the entity’s attention in some instances and having to fight with them in order to prevent the entity from ripping you away from his grip.
Few minutes wasn’t enough he wants more time with his precious. Fuck off. >:((
Besides the exhaustion or stress from everything in the entity’s realm, you still visit Pyramid Head whenever just for more cuddles or naps to give the big guy some company and spend more time with your beloved Executioner.
🥩⋆♱✮♱⋆🔪 🩸
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pokegalla · 4 months
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Trade/request by @tryslogic
Pt 2 on the previous and most recent headcanons but with the creepy bois✨:D
(Warning: slight nsfw but more innocently)
How would these guys react to their S/o using their chest for hand warmers?
Jeff:
* He laughs in your face and his long ass smile grows. “Dawwww does the baby want snuggles?” Of course this asshole teases you. You were just giving him quite a nice opportunity after all.
* But fine if you must insist, he’ll rub your head and motion you to go on ahead and dive right in. Even lifting his sweater juuuuust enough to show off that waist and v line- (This bastard LIVES to see that blush from you and not JUST from the cold~)
* His upper body is pretty lanky but he had an impressive waist and hips. And him being full of himself? He knows he’s pretty✨
* Just hey at least you get revenge on the bastard by putting your cold ass hands on him. He almost SHRIEKED before cursing under his breath. But squeezing his chest makes him bonk you for once. “Damn little pervert….💢”
* He definitely ends up chasing you with his cold ass hands the moment you even try to tease him, carrying you and laughing along before a little wrestling match✨
* He’s a little crazy goofball sometimes!
EJ:
* Not gonna lie, even under the mask you can tell he’s making a “What the fuck….?” Kind of face. I mean it IS a really random question to him….
* But he will sigh and give in if you keep persistently asking. He kinda just has to think about how he wants to do it and overthinks for a good minute. Until you just tell him you’ll just do it yourself, stop worrying-💦
* His build is surprisingly more on the toned side. Almost full on muscular despite how lanky he seemed- and praise will get him all flustered and in denial :3
* Though unfortunately and much to your surprise? This bitch is just as cold as you- he was completely unaffected! Though he did acknowledge that you were pretty cold and that you should really get gloves…..Though he does give you a side eye once you start squeezing- (How does he do it without eyes? You can fucking FEEL it-)
* Too many squeezes will earn you hand jail time. Want your hands out? Too bad. They are his now. You fucked up- better own up to it.
* But honestly he just doesn’t want you to let go just yet…
LJ:
* Well…..he doesn’t want to admit it but the question did catch him off guard. Such an odd request. Were you really serious? Aren’t you afraid he’ll bite your fingers off? It’s still a possibility…..
* Nah he’s just fucking with yah again. He bends down to your level and boops your nose. “Of COURSE you can little doll. My body is yours the same way yours is MINE~” he just had to throw that in there to laugh at your flushed face.
* His body was a little mix. Broad chest, thin waist, lithe hips. It was an oddly nice look on him. Though he teases if you stare too long-
* Now you would think he would react with those cold ass hands right? NOPE- and he looks back at you like ha ha you tried but failed✨ though the squeezes surprisingly made him blush?! Well well well how the tables are turned✨
* Ah but it didn’t last unfortunately as he simply stood up to avoid it. Buuuut he took him with you, hand on your behind as his own way of “warming” his hands up~✨ any bonk is futile as he’ll just laugh and give you kisses
* Even a psycho clown can be a softie!
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mothdoly · 1 year
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local king visits the north, is miserable
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twistedwonderworm · 1 year
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May I request maybe the dorm leaders when their S/o leaves a lipstick mark on them after a make out season. When asked about it the S/o responds with something like “I wanted to mark what’s mine”
-❤️‍🔥 anon
Of course you can anon!!! I hope you enjoy this!!!!
Headcanons: When you "mark what's yours"
Pairing: Dorm leaders (separately) x GN!reader (Reader wears lipstick)
Riddle Rosehearts
His face goes entirely red when he hears you say that. He may need a moment to pull himself together.
He likes the idea of being yours and you marking him as yours in such a way, but he still scolds you all the same. He’s a housewarden after all, and has a reputation to uphold.
It would give off the wrong impression if people saw a lipstick mark on him. But that doesn’t mean he’s against it. He’ll absolutely let you leave lipstick marks in less obvious places, like his lower neck and shoulders where his clothes hide them from view.
Leona Kingscholar
It makes him grin. Of course, he’l act like it doesn’t bother him either way, but it makes him happy to know that you want to mark him as yours. Maybe you’ll let him mark you as well? It just won’t be with lipstick since he doesn’t wear it.
He doesn’t care who sees the marks as he’s going along with his day. Ruggie tries to bring it to his attention, thinking Leona hasn’t realized it but the lion beastman just waves him off.
He’ll let you mark as visibly as you want whenever, and he proudly shows it off in his own lazy way. If people start talking, let them talk. He doesn’t worry about a little bit of gossip.
Azul Ashengrotto
Another one who will go entirely red and basically shut down for a few minutes after he realizes it. It takes him a shorter amount of time to calm down than it takes Riddle.
He still scolds you but less harshly since he does have a reputation to uphold but it is still makeup that can be cleaned. He won't be as startled about it as Riddle is but nowhere near as lax as Leona.
Though he will let you mark him up with lipstick later. With his insecurities, it feels nice to belong to someone and marked as theirs.
Kalim Al-Asim
Doesn't mind one bit. Want to mark him as yours with your lipstick covered lips? No problem! He doesn't mind a little bit of lipstick on his skin. He would absolutely love to show everyone that he's yours.
Jamil would probably have an aneurysm though. With Kalim's status, he knows how his reputation will change if people see him like that. So he takes it upon himself to make sure it gets cleaned off.
Kalim is sad about it but as he knows Jamil is right, there's not much he can say. But he does let you nark him up in less visible places.
Vil Schoenheit
Absolutely not! Do you know who he is? He loves you with all his heart, dear, but he can't go walking around with visible lipstick marks on him.
He may like how it looks on his skin, but he won't tell you that since he doesn't want to tempt you.
He would rather mark you, if you will let him. His lipstick is high end so who knows? it might look better on you.
Idia Shroud
The king of freezing up and shutting down. He doesn't know how to react. Did this really happen to him?? Him of all people?
That pale face is immediately going to be a deep shade of red immediately. He’s still surprised you wanted to be in a relationship with him, so you wanting to ‘mark’ him will probably take some time to get used to.
But once he warms up to it, he won’t mind if you leave a bit of lipstick on him after your makeout sessions.
Malleus Draconia
He would be… confused. You marked him as 'yours' with a lipstick mark? You humans definitely have strange courting rituals.
After you explain it to him however, he'll be pleased. It'll absolutely piss Sebek off at seeing Malleus bearing such an unsightly mark, but it's not like he can, it would, argue with Malleus.
Beware, leaving lipstick on Malleus after a makeout session and saying it’s to mark him as yours is akin to a marriage proposal in his mind. So now you’ll have to deal with a very clingy but very happy dragon.
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hold on. i just wanted to see their height difference and. and hold on-
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ill probably clean this up & do the other neighbors but ohhhhh my god. hes SMALL!!!!!! TWELVE! APPLES! (bg Home included to see if Barnaby would be able to fit through the front door. nope<3)
#im imagining barnaby leaning against home's roof while home repeatedly hits him with the side window#(it does nothing)#ANYWAY SO YEAH WALLY TINY. SMALL MAN#since the only info we have on heights is that wally is 3ft (twelve apples) and julie/sally are just a smidge taller than him#then frank/eddie are 4 ft#and then howdy/barnaby/poppy are all 7-8 ft#since theyre a bit vaguer im currently hc-ing that barnaby is the shortest at 7'9 while poppy is a solid 8 ft and howdy is between them#that still leaves barnaby as an absolute BEHEMOTH#scribble salad#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#welcome home fanart#okay. okay okay okay im so anormal about this#because i fucking Love height differences ok#whether its platonic or romantic or WHATEVER I AM WEAK TO IT. ITS MY FAVORITE THING#just a big person and their little guy. a little person and their big guy. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#barnaby can hold wally like a ferret. wally can probably hide under barnaby's fluffy ears. im losing it#also the character heights are probably different than the physical puppet heights#since in the official art they all seem to have consistent size/height differences that slightly contradict their heights#which makes sense!! the big guys have walkarounds And live hands to keep em in frame with the smaller guys after all#(unless that info is a lie and there Are no different puppets bc theyre all alive and autonomous maybe but also hmmm Thinking)#still. wally is. so small#also its gonna amuse me when humans come into play#bc its like oh no!!! the puppets are all 3-4 ft tall! so tiny and vulnerable!#and then barnaby & howdy & poppy show up-#they could absolutely wreck humans. like fuck dude. theyre Huge.#id shit. just saying. if a near-8-ft-tall four armed four legged caterpillar man showed up id Pass Away On the Spot#i would say No Thanks and then Die Instantly#great now im picturing julie screeching THEY CANT STOP US ALL and then the smaller puppets swarm a person#so true queen <3 they Cant stop you all <3 especially when you have a huge fuckoff dog backing yall up
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twelve days of kinkmas: a little tradition (1)
part 2
a/n: starting the month with a little bakugo fluff. was gonna do aizawa smut first, but @neon-gothicc inspired this with her denki fic so here u go i hope u like it friend.
pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader
prompt: mistletoe
tags: pro!bakusquad, mention of alcohol, katsuki has anxiety, shy!reader, first kiss
see the prompts and join the fun here
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If his plan didn’t work, Denki was a dead man. He knew that much. It was early December, and Eijiro and Mina were hosting the first holiday party of the year. After telling them his idea weeks ago when they’d announced the party, Mina had a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and Eijiro was all stupid romantic grins at the thought.
As the couple got decor in place, setting out food and drink for the event, Denki helped set up decorations by hanging things that were a little too high for Mina to reach on her own. When everything was ready and the clock struck seven, people slowly began trickling in as the party started.
Katsuki walked in the front door after Sero. He looked around the room, not noticing much at first. Then he saw it, and turned around to walk out. Sero grabbed him by the coat and pulled him back in.
“Oh, no Bakubro. You dipped on every holiday party last year. You’re staying,” he said.
Denki, the little fucker he is, hung a sprig of mistletoe over every single doorway in the apartment that Katsuki could see. The two blonde men locked eyes, one with a glare and the other a nervous smile.
Yeah, he was a dead man.
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
You were in the main living area where most everyone was gathered aside from him and a few others playing a game of some kind, looking like a dream, and Katsuki didn’t know how to handle himself. He couldn’t pull his eyes from the pretty red nail polish that complimented your outfit. It resonated in his head, the way you laughed so genuinely at every one of Sero’s stupid jokes as you sat near him. He felt like he was going to be sick. At some point, Katsuki caught your eyes glancing at the doorways once you’d noticed the first one, but you’d seemed unphased.
Of course she doesn’t care, you fucking idiot, he thought. You’re the only one who’s bothered by it.
As the night dwindled on, every once in a while people would “follow tradition,” giving chaste kisses to their significant other.
He’d hardly spent time with you at all. Truthfully, he didn’t have the courage to.
You’d been on his mind for years, little bits of banter going back and forth as you worked at the front desk of the agency. But he never had the courage to ask you out on a date. It felt stupid; Katsuki had all the confidence and smooth talk in the world when he’d first become a hero, knew just what to say to charm the pants off of any person he wanted to fuck. Then he met you three years ago, and it all came to a screeching halt. His stomach got tight, his mouth went dry. He’d fumble things in his hands for no reason, feel his cheeks heat up whenever you spoke to him. He fucking hated it. His friends never shut up on it, either.
Katsuki noticed there was no one in the main entryway to the dining room where snacks and drinks were displayed, so he took his chance and managed to get through the entrance and then to the bathroom unscathed. He slumped down onto the toilet and started at the floor for a long moment. Red, tired eyes looked back at him when he got up to wash his hands.
“I should just fucking leave. Don’t wanna be here anyway,” he mumbled to himself.
Another knot tightly wound itself in his gut.
It was too loud. Everyone was getting drunk. And tonight, he just didn’t care. He knew his friends must have something up their sleeve, convinced that he gives a single fuck about you when he’s told them time and again that, no, he doesn’t. That they need to butt the hell out of his love life. Because if he were to admit to them that he did, they’d only get worse.
Katsuki also knew that if he ended up under the mistletoe with you, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold himself back.
‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ♡ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊
“Just talk to him, honey!” Mina said quietly with a smile. “Or go take his seat. That’ll start something.”
Your face flared with heat; you’d been debating on approaching Katsuki all night. He looked miserable sitting across the room, but was engaged in other conversation for the most part.
“No, you’re crazy,” you replied.
You stood up and went to grab a glass of water from the dining area. Denki called out as you walked away.
“Hey, wait, can you get me-”
You ran into a wall of muscle with your head turned back to look the other way. Katsuki stood in front of you seemingly dumbfounded and not having noticed you either.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!”
“‘S fine, you okay?” he asked quietly.
“Kiiiiiss,” Sero shouted from across the room.
“Yeah, it’s tradition. You have to, bad luck if you don’t,” Denki quipped.
One look up and sure enough, you were smack under the entryway.
You stepped back with a nervous laugh and met Katsuki’s gaze. “N-no, it’s okay.”
“C’mon, just a little peck,” Eijiro said.
Katsuki watched your cheeks flush, and the words came out of his idiot mouth before he could stop them.
“Dunceface is right, y’know. Tradition’s tradition,” he mumbled.
With a smile and a sigh, you relented. You pushed onto your toes to reach Katsuki’s cheek and kissed him. As you pulled away, two large hands grabbed your face. Katsuki kissed you hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs.
The sudden uproar of noise in the room faded in Katsuki’s head as he kissed you once, twice, and again. His heart hammered in his chest. By the second and third one, you were kissing him back. He almost couldn’t believe it.
For once, he thought, Dunceface had a pretty good idea.
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୧ ‧₊˚ 🥐 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐄!𝟒𝟐 𝐇𝐂𝐒.
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. warnings: mentions of death (Jefferson) and grief, grammar erros (english is not my first language).
. featuring: Miles Morales (e!42)
. wc: 1.4k
.a/n: if you see grammatical errors, or me saying something in Spanish wrong, please feel free to correct me. My Spanish is rusty as fuck
hcs for miles 1610 here
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He listens to a lot of reggaeton, afrobeat, and R&B. C'mon guys, look at my face and say to me he doesn't, also he prob like old school rap too, thanks to uncle Aaron and his dad, Jefferson probably showed his some jazz
I feel like Mama Rio and Abuelita Gloria showed him some old Puerto Rican singers and he listens old songs from time to time, specially when his nana is visiting
This man knows mechanics. Period. Help his mom to fix things around the house, shower, the lights etc. Bet his 'son and dad' time involved something with fixing things around the house and Jefferson 'passing the knowledge ' to Miles
"Listen Miles, you're the man in the house when I'm not around got it?"
"'kay dad"
"When I'm not around you're responsible for your mom deal? Gotta make sure she's in good hands when I'm not around"
"I gotchu dad, don't worry"
Ok listen, I'm kicking my feet thinking about Miles tuning his uncle's Ducati (and prob Aaron has a Ducati Scrambler. I do not take criticism), while listening music I'm just *giggling like a schoolgirl*
Btw I feel like if Miles ever had a motorcycle for his personal use and not for Prowler activities, it would be a Kawasaki Ninja or a Yamaha XSR 900. For Prowler activity honestly, he would have a Hayabusa bc it's fast as fuck, with purple neon lights like his Prowler suit. you cannot argue with me. I feel like it was a way of him and his uncle spend time together before his dad died
Miles prob is always tinkering with the titanium claws and his paraphernalia. (I love this word btw)
So yeah prob hes always with his uncle doing shit on the motorcycle or his suit while listening music or sum, or practicing boxing together.
And I bet his mom slapped them two when she once arrived and saw Aaron teaching Miles how to pilot a bike
"What you're doing with my son Aaron!" *that one meme of a man slapping the player on the shoulder*
"Ouch ouch! I'm just teachin' the kid how to pilot Rio, I surrender I surrender!"
"¿Y tú? ¿Qué diablos está en tu mente, Miles? ¡Montando una motocicleta! What am I going to do with you Miles Gonzalo Morales?!"
"¡Cálmate mamá! Uncle Aaron was just teachin' me, no es gran cos- ouch! Mom that hurts!"
Speaking of which, Mama Rio has insane strength on her arms (being a nurse demand a lot of strength to carry patients, changing their clothes, helping them bathe and all), that being said, when Mama Rio get ✨la chancla✨ oh boy, run, no kidding, run
(Everytime my mom grabbed her havaianas I runned more than Usain Bolt. I still do honestly)
I have a feeling that Miles knows how to cook, like he always knew. Arroz con pollo? Bet, does it with eyes closed. Fancy meals? Oh boy he's probably the only guy that the women of the family let inside the kitchen to help with Christmas banquet.
He eat his veggies, hates wasting food, it's not a picky eater but don't put pickles on his burger for the love of God.
Bet his nana tried to give him a bit of coquito without his mom seeing. (I hc his nana is one of those old lady that are a menace to society)
"Take a sip don't worry, No one is watching"
"No nana I'm all good"
"¡Mamá! Take this away from Miles."
Since his dad passed away he understood quite early that now he is the man in the house, that now he's the one to take care of his mom. So he started paying more attention to the chores. His mom is on duty? He's putting some music and cleaning the house, changing the blankets of his mom's bed, and probably making something for her to eat when she come back.
Prob has his mom schedule on his phone to make sure he knows where she is so it wouldn't risk her seeing his as the Prowler and he can watch out from the buildings while Rio walks to her work
Sunday family lunch was usual at Miles' house, his dad 'helping' his mom with the food (he just looked and passed her the ingredients), while Miles set the table. Music on the radio, enjoying the day before Miles need to go back to Brooklyn Visions.
Prefer more salty foods than sweets. Likes eating steak, it doesn't matter if it's BBQ or carne assada, he likes meat. For sweets, he's obsessed with the way his mom does Tembleque (sorry Abuelita Gloria)
We know his room is quite similar to 1610 Miles, but I feel like he doesn't have as many toys as 1610 Miles does. He sold some and used the money to help his mom somehow, he just doesn't want to be a burden for her.
I feel like he doesn't give his mom the money, he straight up pays the bill, or does groceries, so there's no way his mom can deny it. That or he gives the money to his uncle and they pretend that it is Aaron helping them.
It's confirmed by the artbook that Miles Prowler is a vigilante. That being said I think he decided to be the Prowler to help his place somehow, maybe even to make his dad proud, and to make his mom's life easier (just imagine the amount of people that get in the hospital because of how dangerous is the city now my god).
His mom is the priority in his life, he loves his family, his neighborhood and his friends. He's a kind soul with a shattered heart.
Miles is a quite good student. Not the '🤓☝️ actually that's happened at 09:12 in 1786…' type of smart, but the fast thinking kind of smart student. If he doesn't remember the formula he uses logical thinking. Prob takes classes ahead of his years and since he's always tinkering with his uncle his grades in calculus related stuff are pretty high.
Very good with Spanish by the way. Since his dad passed away he started learning more and more to speak with his mom in her native language to make her feel more 'at home' somehow.
I feel like in the first week after his dad passed away he slept in his house for some time and not in Brooklyn Visions dorms, he wished to be with his mom. He did not want her to be alone on her bed, mourning hi dad's death. Abuelita Gloria stayed some months with them too to help her daughter and to help Miles
Miles do his best to be organized, make his bed everyday after waking up, his cabinet is always organized, his Jordans are clean and probably have a collection of them on a shelf in his room. The only messy place on his room is his desk
Has a vinyl collection, don't argue with me. There's literally a bunch of vinyls in his room, guys.
Has some old Puerto Rican singers vinyls on his room thanks to Abuelita Gloria
Miles sings a bit, and have quite a melodic baritone voice. For my synesthetic friends, his voice sounds like honey, Miles is most of times humming when he's making upgrades on his claws
He's more athletic than 1610 Miles. Parkour, boxing and playing basketball with his neighbors and uncle
Started parkour because of his prowler activities to keep up with his uncle, same with boxing, after all he needed to defend himself and his mom. I don't doubt he knows krav maga too and I also don't doubt he taught his mom self defense.
Bought his mom a self defense kit
Uncle Aaron teached him forbidden movements in jiu jitsu, I take zero criticism on that one
Miles has a hard time sleeping sometimes, doesn't shift much when sleeping and has a knife under his pillow or something both in his house room and in Brooklyn Visions.
Loves, love, loves kids, as i said he's a kind soul with a shattered heart, and I think he's quite good with kids, and scares the shit of some at the same time.
I feel 'angry painter' vibes from him. He sketches and all but I feel like he's more of a painter and graffiti kind of guy. I do think he knows how to play bass or piano btw
Would get piercings on his ear and tongue, yes. But since he's the Prowler it would be troublesome because of the time that takes to heal
The old ladies of the neighborhood love him, he's kind to them, and always scare away weird looking guys
Is the crush nextdoor of almost every girl on the neighborhood
One time he scared the shit out of a creep on his neighborhood. Punched the guy so bad that dislocate the man's jaw. Since then he need to hide himself on valentine day, the good part about it is that he got a lot of chocolate to eat.
Seems like a bad boy all the time but he's an introvert. Miles do his best to don't get attached to people bc he doesn't want to drag them into his world or risk people he loves
He just don't want see people dying anymore, that's why he does what he does, to make the world a little bit safe, even if it's just a bit
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imagine a child male reader whos siblings w scaramouche and was also abandoned so they only had eachother and encountered many people throughout their lives (fatui, traveler, that little kid who passed away, etc..). i can only imagine the heartbreak everytime scara gets hurt bc of the betrayals throughout ur travels and how the reader is tryibg his best to comfort him since hes still young and doesnt fully grasp the situation theyre both in idkk
srry for being specific i just rlly like sibling stuff 😭😭
𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 - 𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘪
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౨ৎ ⋆。˚ scaramouche x m!brother!reader , angst and fluff , comfort and reverse comfort .
౨ৎ ⋆。˚ reader and scaramouche slowly age throughout the book, so keep that in mind.
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the wanderer and his little brother apart is a sight nome of the seven nations have ever witnessed. wherever one is, the other is trailing behind either with excitement, worry, concern or grumpiness trailing their figures. the wanderer loves his little brother more then anything and everything in this shithole and that has never changed, nor will it ever change.
upon the creation of kunikuzishi, raiden ei (or ‘mother’) had encountered an ‘issue’ that might be solved if he had something instinctual to protect. kunikuzushi was a gentle soul, and while he loved his mother more then life as he knew it, if he was so weak that he could not hold the gnosis then what was all this for?
and so, the creation of the second kunikuzushi was in production.
“(y/n)” she had named you. you loved your name, you loved your mother who gave you your name and most of all, you loved your big brother kunikuzushi. he was your everything, and for awhile raiden ei’s plan had seemed to have succeeded.
kunikuzushi was getting stronger, he was overcoming his sensitivity and his ability to cry at every given scenario. she thought she had finally done it.
until she realised, it was all a massive lie.
she had caught you coddling your teary eyes big brother near the shine, cradling his head against your little chest and combing his hair in hopes his tears would cease. you could sense your mothers presence and you knew if she found out that he was still as vulnerable as the day of your creation, it would have major concequences.
the gods weren’t in your favour, to put it lightly.
wandering the ever so lonely woods of inazuma, you and your brother faced two more instances in which would eventually trigger his switch.
the first? a simple blacksmith that had taken you both in. he was another good soul, cheerful beyond belief and a truly comforting person to be around.
he taught your brother the craft of weaponry. he taught your brother it is okay to be vulnerable at times and for awhile, you truly believed that you had found someone who cared about you enough to love you and your brother for who you truly were.
that dream died alongside his once genuine love for you both, riddled with fear of the both of you.
kunikuzushi’s tears echoed through your ears that night, it was so loud you couldn’t even hear the rain that was ever so loudly crashing against the two of you. his body was small and shrunken, and you didn’t know how you could help. your little mind may be synthetic, but it does not mean that you comprehend things as an adult would.
you only hoped holding your big brother against you and hiding your own tears would comfort him enough to stop crying.
you couldn’t stand his tears, they broke your little heart.
the last was a young boy, only a few years younger then your current mortal state.
raiden ei claimed that to keep kunikuzushi’s guard, she would have your body ever so slightly age, until you would stop abruptly by the time your form would hit 14. this would match up with kunikuzushi as his body would go from the form of an 18-22 year old physique.
this boy was once more, a very loving being. he was full of love and wonder about the world, seeing everything as an opportunity and a blessing.
your little head couldn’t comprehend his views until it was far too late for blessings or miracles.
there, lying lifeless and devoid of emotion, going everything against you knew of the boy he lay.
CLICK
you attempted to grasp your big brothers hand, but you did not see a boy who once more needed comfort, all you could see was pure loathing.
you didn’t see your big brother in that moment. you saw a stranger in the skin of kunikuzushi. his tears were not in need of wiping, in fact no tears were to be wiped at all.
you lost your brother that day, and it would be a long while before you would see him once more.
in a sense, you lost yourself that day as well, you no longer felt that out in your stomach that lingered endlessly. only a cold numbness filled the gaping hole in which a heart should lay wishing your chest.
by the time you had reached the fatui, the both of you were completely different people.
scaramouche was cold and sharped tongued, and as for yourself? you were reserved and shrunken. you had both completed the aging process that ei had implemented for the two of you, and it was as clear as day.
you had gotten ever so slightly taller, your hair a little longer and your frown weighed heavy on your lips.
your big brother was still as short as ever, but his face was no longer chubby and round. he was sharp and cold, a glare that never disappeared unless i’m the presence of one person.
you.
you hated the fatui. you hated how they treated you and your brother. unlike the humans, they didn’t even bother to pretend to care for either of your well-being’s. you were scared of most, not daring to make any form of contact with any of them. there was only one harbinger that ever spoke to you of his own volition.
tartaglia.
an annoying redhead who treated you as if you were his own kin. that alone had scaramouche seething in his seat. who was this filthy mortal and how DARE he treat HIS little brother as his own? this had the balladeer absolutely livid and so for the sake of your dear brother, you did your very best to escape the mortals clutches.
as his time in the fatui progressed, you soon found yourself truly taking on the roll as his little brother. you seemed to be the one who was there for him, never much the other way around.
of course that’s not to say he wasn’t there, it was just normally him who needed you more then you needing him. you were the one with him against your chest, not the other way around, and honestly you never cared too much. he’s you brother, why shouldn’t you be there for him?
you didn’t realise just how sad that fact had made your big brother until it had genuinely switched.
scaramouche, as you now seemed to have to adresse him as, not once even entertained the idea of you becoming a full blown fatui member. you simply sat in his office and kept him company throughout his everyday chores and when he went in missions? you rested in his quarters until he came back.
the fatui knew of your immortality and the fact you were not human, and henceforth never bothered to check in on you, not that you cared much.
the doctor struck fear in you that you couldn’t quite comprehend and columbina was almost too cheery to be trusted. the knave seemed interested in you, however you soon came to understand she ran an orphanage and decided she was only looking for a potential member of the hearth. the rest of them never much interacted with you and you therefore have no good or bad opinion on them, all you knew is that you could only trust yourself and your big brother in this hellhole.
you had lost count on how many days it had been since you escaped the clutches of the fatui, but you couldn’t care less. you were with your big brother and he had you, and that’s all you needed in life.
scaramouche thought different.
he wanted to laugh in the faces of the mortals and god who wronged his brother and himself, to mortify the deities and to have the humans begging at his feet. he wanted absolute power, and he had finally obtained the key item to acquire this dream of his.
had anyone asked you if you feared your brother kunikuzushi, you would have laughed in their face. if someone asked you if you feared your brother scaramouche, even just slightly, you could not give an answer.
you were yet to meet this ‘damned blonde runt’ that your brother so very much despised, however you could only hope in a time like this, she might just be able to save your big brother. he claims she is nothing but a pathetic little worm that he could easily discard by the time he reaches divinity, however you had heard of the deeds she had performed for the other nations of teyvat, and you had a feeling she was going to do the same thing for sumeru.
your feelings were correct.
your big brother was falling, and there wasn’t anything you could do about it. he told you to not interfere by the time lumine came, to stay hidden in order to protect you from exposure. to protect himself from people who would use his little brother to exploit him.
too bad you love him a bit too much to allow him to fall like this. he had just quite literally lost his heart right after gaining it, and the pure horror within his vocal cords as he begged the archon of dendro to spare his heart was heavy on your little ears. you couldn’t take it any longer.
“KUNIKUZUSHI NO” you pleaded, you begged the girls to help your brother, however they just watched as he fell lifelessly. so, as you’ve always done and will continue to do, you ran to him.
he only mumbled a ‘get away from me’ and a ‘what if they see you?’ before he finally fell into unconsciousness, and that was the last straw.
all you felt in your body was a frozen and bitter hatred. you felt disappointed. wasn’t this supposed to be the ever caring saviour of teyvat? the girl who makes friends with the snap of her fingers and fights to protect ALL??
all you saw was a fake, a fraud.
ice shot out from the bottom of your heels, icing the entirety of the floors around the workshop. you were screaming.
the room was slowly icing itself around you as you held your unconscious brother in your arms. the panic was visible in the travellers companions voice, freaking out that they’re trapped in the room and that the ice is closing in, however you could only feel your imaginary heart beating harshly within your chest, pounding on your synthetic rib cage and begging to be released from the clutches of ice growing within it.
the only thing you heard before your body collapsed was a gentle tune, a tune of true harmony.
you awoke to the soft breathing of your brother next to you, seemingly in a blissful rest. instinctively, you raised your body and clutched him tightly, startling him awake. you took in your surroundings before letting him go, him reluctantly sitting up and grasping your shoulder, slouching on you.
in came the little nahida, with a tray of tea and some traditional sumerian snacks on the side.
“you’re finally awake you two! i’ve been waiting for the both of you for ages!” her little singalong voice chimed, puffy cheeks graced with a warm smile. you and kunikuzushi share a glace at eachother, almost in a “what the fuck are we doing here?” kinda look. the young archon took note of your confusion and decided to explain.
“we rescued the both of you from the doctors clutches and have been nursing you back to health! after (y/n) had gained his cryo vision, another vision slowly descended and rested on the chest of the balladeer. the anemo vision seemed to swirl a warm breeze around the both of you as the ice spread as the room started to freeze in on itself. thankfully, i was able to get everyone out uninjured, however we had unfortunately encountered the 2nd fatui harbinger, also known as the doctor. he claimed the fatui had ownership over the both of you and wanted both you and the gnosis, however i bargained that as long as he shut down all his twins, as well as giving us the both of you, he could have both of the gnosis’ i possessed!”
nahida seemed almost too cheery, however you refused to comment on it. all you did was squeeze your bothers free hand as he held you protectively, his guard instinctively high in the presence of a god. smiling softly to yourself for the first time in forever, you rested on the shoulder of your big brother.
you were finally in safe hands.
sumeru’s most notable duo, the young wanderer and (y/n) explore around the lands together, hand in hand. one in his early 20s and the other in his teenage years. though they never seem to age, sumeru does not question it. the elder with a sharp tongue and the younger apologising profusely for his big brothers harsh words. the elder studying in the akedemiya under the request of the lesser lord, and the younger encouraging him to do his best.
the elder keeping his guard up so the younger can finally enjoy his everlasting youth, after giving it up for so many years for the sake of himself. hand in hand, kunikuzushi knew you two would finally be able to rest.
just the two of you, until the end of time. <3
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