acozysoulwrites

[acozysoulwrites]

Hi do you still write monkey king?

currently i do not :(

#asks #fanfic #thanks for asking!

[acozysoulwrites]

Hey are you still taking requests?

i am!

currently taking requests for:

BG3 (astarion)

SPN (Dean Winchester)

TWD (Daryl Dixon)

#fluff #comfort #headcanon #imagine #fanfic #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate astarion #spn #twd #daryl dixon #requests

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Roses | Astarion x Tav

Description: Tav and Star are at a flower market when it hits him how safe he feels. (soft, happy Astarion, sweet tav, soft fluffy feels)

A century had passed since Astarion felt like this. There wasn’t an ounce of weight on his shoulders, the sun kissed his skin delicately, and the wind tussled his hair.

Astarion pauses, letting Tav go ahead. Now that he thinks of it, he isn’t sure if he’s ever felt this way at all before… The word lingers at the back of his mind, nameless. He searches his mind for a title to this strange feeling and suddenly Tav turns to him with a smile, a fresh bouquet of roses in her hand, and it hits him. Safe. He feels safe.

There are no tadpoles in his head, the sun is simply warm—not unbearable, and she’s here. His tav, his sweet Tav. Standing across the market, waving roses his way in excitement. It was adorable, she was adorable. No, she was perfect. The way the sunlight complemented her freckles, drawing more out as the day went on, the way her smile grew all the more crooked when she wasn’t trying to hide it.

Astarion found himself lost in her, time and time again. What a strange feeling this was, to feel his love grow rather than flicker out like a faulty light bulb.

“Star?”

Her nickname for him, or rather a shortened version of his name, pulls him from his mind.

“Everything alright?”

He nods, striding toward her. “Yes love, just… admiring these lovely roses” He grins, and relaxes a bit as she calms, her worried expression replaced with one of excitement once more.

“Oh! Yes i thought they were absolutely beautiful, too beautiful” She says, admiring them closely once again.

Astarion’s gaze doesn’t falter, it remains fixated on her face, his eyes trace every detail they can find. “…Yes my sweet, too beautiful”.

#fluff #comfort #headcanon #imagine #fanfic #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate astarion #x reader #astarion

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Gentle touches and soft whispers | Astarion

Description: Tav washes Astarion’s hair by the river

| fluff, fem!tav, soft Astarion, gentle tav |

It was a cool summer morning. The sun had only begun to climb its way into the sky, bidding the moon farewell as it rose. Birds sang, soft snores could be heard from tents around camp. They’d be sleeping well into the morning after the battle they’d had yesterday.

Tav and Astarion were by the river. The rising golden light gleamed off the water and reflected onto their faces. Astarion soaked in it’s warmth, letting it course through his body entirely, every inch of him craving the sun’s kiss.

Tav sat behind him with a small bottle of shampoo in her hand. She gently cupped some water from her bucket onto Astarion’s head. It streamed down his neck and onto his bare back.

“I hope it isn’t too cold” She hums, squeezing a few drops of shampoo into her palm, she reaches up and begins to massage it into his hair.

Astarion shakes his head, words found it hard to escape him as he sat beneath her, eyes focused on the rippling lake before them. His mind raced, but his heartbeat calmed. Her touch was gentle and electric all at once, stirring a feeling of sadness and comfort inside his chest.

“No It’s... It’s perfect, my sweet” He says quietly, the usual spunk in his voice absent.

Tav continues to lather the soap into his tangly curls, which now hang just above his eyes, damp and heavy. “Talk to me, Star”

He thought for a second, wondering what the matter was. He didn’t truly know, just that he felt a sadness.

“No one’s ever done something like this for me before” He chuckles, realizing how pathetic and inexperienced he must sound. “A soft touch; one full of love and adoration... has never come to me willingly… not without a price” He looks down.

Tav’s eyes soften, she reaches down and dunks the bowl into the bucket. “Chin up” She whispers, her finger falls under his chin gently and Astarion obeys.

“You know…” Tav pauses for a moment, her hand still cupping his chin. She leans around and their eyes meet. Soft sadness mingles with gentle comfort. Astarion’s face looked even more beautiful when his hair was wet and out of the way, she thinks. She presses her lips into his temple, planting a soft kiss from there, to his cheek.

“I wash your hair, I hold your hand, I kiss you...” She holds his face, her thumb gently brushing over his cheekbone. “Simply for the fact that I want to. Not because I expect anything in return” She soothes, leaning back, she pours the water over his head, rinsing the shampoo.

Astarion parts his lips, but no words come out. He thinks that if he hadn’t already cried every tear out of his body a century ago, that some would form right about now.

“Thank you...” He says finally, a softness lacing his voice. “I... I don’t know what to say”

“You don’t need to say anything” Tav says, “Just sit there and be you” She smiles. “It’s all rinsed by the way” She ruffles his wet hair.

Astarion isn’t sure how he got so lucky. He hates to think, had they met in other circumstances, Tav would have been an easy victim to lead to Cazador. He wouldn’t have blinked an eye while handing her over. Yet in this reality, the very thought sickens him. The thought of how terribly Cazador would treat his sweet Tav, how easy her kindness and softness would get her eternally punished. It sent a shudder through him.

“You’re too nice, darling” He turns to face her, their knees touch and he grabs her hands into his. “It will be the death of me”.

Tav smiles, then she shakes her head. “I disagree”

“Why is that, love?”

“Well, when we first met you weren’t exactly... nice to me” She chuckles.

“But with my outstanding persistence and shrouds of kindness… Well, you’ve gotten pretty soft, Astarion” She winks and watches his face contort into a disgusted expression and she laughs. “You know it’s true”

Astarion rolls his eyes, “I’m hardly soft, pet” Astarion tuts, “It’s only for you” He smirks.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way” Tav smiles.

#soft astarion #fluff #comfort #headcanon #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate astarion #astarion #x reader #tav bg3 #astarion x tav

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His new favorite color | Astarion x Fem!Tav

Description | Tav and Astarion are laying together one night when she tells him what she thinks the color of his eyes were before being turned

Contains | fluff fluff fluff!! Gentle Tav, soft Astarion, Astarion getting the love he deserves :(

Rain taps atop Astarion’s tent and slides down, corrupting other droplets and dragging them down as new ones form. The wind is sharp and cool, the smell of rain lingers in the air and a chill runs through the camp.

She and Astarion lie together, their faces just inches apart. Their lips quivering like magnets fighting to remain apart. Their eyes trail over one another’s face. She had her arm draped over his side, as if it ensured that he were forever hers, that tomorrow wouldn’t come and sweep this moment under the rug like so many before it. Their legs were tangled, the warmth radiating from her body and into his, slowly warming his cool skin.

Astarion had forgotten what warmth felt like before she’d come along. He didn’t have a single memory of his body ever touching someone else’s without there being strings attached.

She brings her hand up to his face, gently her fingers make contact with his cheekbone and she runs them along his jaw, feeling the structure of his bones, studying them, like he were priceless art aching to be admired.

Astarion breathes in at her touch and his heart flutters, but his mind races and he frowns at her.

“What are you doing?” He asks, his voice only a whisper.

Her eyes flick across his face as she takes him in. “I was just thinking” She murmurs, she finally returns his gaze, red meets hazel, and time stills.

Confusion rises in his chest. She was always like this, poetic and mysterious. Rarely ever was a straight answer given to him. He sometimes wondered why she chose him instead of Gale... These damned poets.

“Spit it out then, my love” He quips. He was visibly growing impatient; slightly uncomfortable with all this gawking.

She lowers her hand, resting it back at his side. “I was just recalling a conversation we had just months ago, and I couldn’t help but start to wonder what color your eyes were... you know, before” She says.

Astarion’s lips part, his eyes shifting to a look of offense. “You know I-“

“I know you don’t remember, Star” She calms him, her thumb rubbing gently at his hip. “I was picturing you- well your face, with many colors. I even thought of a few colorful ones” She smiles, chuckling through her nose softly, his hair flutters in her exhale.

Astarion stays silent, his frustrated look now softened slightly. He arches an eyebrow and listens.

“However...” She continues to rub unimportant shapes into him gently. He got so offended sometimes, and every time she stayed calm, every time she didn’t return the attitude like so many before... It healed him just a little.

“I think I’ve figured it out, I bet you they were green”

Astarion’s eyes flick away from hers in thought. He supposes green doesn’t sound so bad.

“Perhaps... but why green?” He asks.

“Because, well...”

Astarion scoffs, “Are you going to get all poetic and sad on me, Darling?”

“You know you love it” She smiles.

A small smile draws onto his face, mimicking hers. It is nearly hidden in the flickering light.

“I think they were green because when I look you, it just makes sense. It doesn’t

matter how you looked before. Green eyes would still fit you now, like they always had so long ago. You are now, who you were then. Before Cazador, before being bitten... Deep down, my sweet, sweet Astarion, your soul still remains”.

Astarion’s face had fallen from curious to blank at some point while she spoke those words to him. In the corner of his eyes, lay tears that threatened to pour down his pale cheeks.

“Well then... that tops your most poetic moment yet” He grins, his weak attempt at hiding the quiver in his voice fails.

“Oh- Star... I’m sorry” She brings her hand up to cup his face, her thumb wiping at the corner of his eyes. Astarion reaches up and holds her hand against his face, lean- ing in, a small smile forms. He closes his eyes, and a single tear manages to squeeze out.

“Dammed you poets” He croaks.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry” She frowns, her heart breaking at the sight. She’d never seen him cry, and she truly thought she might never live to see the day.

Astarion pulls her hand from his face and kisses it, one of his fangs poke her gently. “You need not be sorry... If I’m being honest, that was the nicest thing anyone has... ever said to me” He says, his words as genuine as they’d ever been.

“I meant it”

Astarion nods, “I know” There’s sincerity in his tone and it makes her feel safe. “Hells, c’mere my sweet” He sniffs, reaching around her waist he tugs her close until their chests are flush against each other.

Shortly, they had fallen into a deep rest. Their breathing became slow and synced.

They stayed together, awaiting a new morning, slightly less scared of what tomorrow held. And soon, Astarion would find that green was his new favorite color.

#tav x astarion #soft astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate astarion #fem!tav #tav bg3 #fluff #comfort

[acozysoulwrites]

Not a request but a thank you for all your writing♥️♥️ I love how you write characters it makes it feel so real. Never stop!!

this made me tear up!! thank you so much, writing is my passion and fictional characters have always helped me and comforted me so much, so this truly means everything to me! 🩷☺️

#asks

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An unexpected comfort | Fem!Tav x Astarion

Description | Tav (you) is feeling down and Astarion sees her crying. Then offers comfort to his best ability.

Contains | Sad Tav, soft Astarion, Astarion being the bestest comfort character that he is <3

The day had been exhausting. her heart ached with every beat and her lungs expanded and collapsed in shudders.

There were so many things wrong, her mind raced as it tried to pick one thing to cry about, but instead, she cried about it all. About her family, about her past, about the tadpoles that she and her newfound friends dealt with. she cried, and she didn’t care who heard her, nothing mattered right now.

Footsteps shuffled around the camp, Gale and Wyll muttered things about spells and she saw Lae’zel and Shadowheart having yet another heated discussion, most likely about their beliefs, which were far opposite of the other’s.

A twig snaps behind her and she knows who it is before they speak. Astarion.

“Hello my sweet- oh” his voice falls flat, faint concern laced in the ‘oh’ as he spoke. His head tilts in confusion before he rounds the fire, sitting just across from her.

“Is… something the matter?”

She sniffs, reaching up to wipe the tears from her eyes, but instead, they smear and glisten in the fires light.

“Ah ah-“ He tuts, “I wouldn’t try that. I already saw them. Tears, big ones…” his voice softening just a little.

She frowns at the vampire, unsure of his intentions. He could be toying with her for all she knew, but she didn’t have the energy to sift through the underlying meaning of his concern.

Astarion frowns, and there’s a smile on his face, one of his sly, terribly hard to read smiles.

“You know…”

For a moment, she thinks he’s about to come onto her, that some sick part of him finds her tears arousing… enticing. Her glare becomes more fierce.

He takes a sharp breath and continues, “This isn’t like you, not at all actually” He declares, absolutely sure of his statement.

Her eyes remain like daggers into him as she speaks. “You don’t know me”

Astarion looks away, there’s truth behind her words. “No, but i watch you”

Her eyes widen.

“Not in some- weird way—“ He quickly adds. There’s a pause, his eyes scan over her face with a sense of longing. “I’m self centered… but not so much that i can’t notice a beautiful creature right in front of me” He smiles.

She remains silent, her brow twitches upward slightly, as if she’s expecting more.

Astarion sighs, “Look, i just mean that from what i’ve observed, you aren’t the type to keep your problems to yourself. I see you chat with Gale from time to time… So, chat with me”.

Her eyes soften slightly and as she opens her mouth to speak, the dried tears stretch across her cheeks uncomfortably. “I don’t know how to describe it” She mumbles.

The vampire stays quiet, waiting patiently. He watches as she chuckles weakly.

“I am haunted by my past, by my father, by my mother’s pain” She croaks, her words coming out in cracked versions of themselves. “But mostly, I am terrified that I will fail you all, that we will become monsters and I will have to die knowing I couldn’t save anyone”.

Astarion blinks at her slowly, this behavior resembling that of a cat. It makes her smile just a little, she’d always found the elf to be most beautiful, but tonight, under the starlit sky and behind the dancing flames, he was astonishing.

“See? You’ve no idea what to say to me now, do you?” She asks, her words heavy with hurt.

Astarion’s eyes fall from her, he runs his tongue along his top teeth, stopping at his fang as he thinks.

“Come to my tent tonight” He finally says, his eyes back to hers.

She blinks at him, frustration boiling up inside her. “Excuse me?”

“No- No!” Astarion closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “I’m not… always on about that, you know. I just meant, once everyone is asleep come to my tent and we will talk about these worries you burden… unless you’d rather speak with gale” He says, using a mocking tone to speak Gale’s name.

She chuckles, her heart finally feels lighter for the first time in weeks. This was the last thing she’d expected to happen tonight, especially from Astarion, but she couldn’t be more grateful.

“Okay…” She nods. “I’ll see you tonight”.

Astarion stands and dusts himself off. “Now get yourself up, the ground is absolutely filthy after a rain like we just had” He says, his usual sass back in full swing.

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Authors note; could someone please let me know if i capture his character well, and if he’s in character at all? Astarion is a very interesting character to write and a bit difficult, but i’m learning as i play the game <3

#astarion x reader #soft astarion #astarion x tav #tav bg3 #tav #bg3 #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 fanfiction

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A gentle love, for a restless soul | Astarion x fem!tav

Description: Tav and Astarion relish in one another’s presence on a warm summer afternoon.

Contains: Astarion feeling safe and loved, soft Astarion, tav being his safe place :(

It’s one of those quiet, warm afternoons, the kind that are filled with summer breezes and the sound of distant crashing waves. The air tastes sweet and salty, the trees hum in harmony as the wind blows through them. Everything is still, for once.

Astarion and Tav sit atop a hill, the grass dances in the breeze like a scene from a poem and their chests rise and fall in unison as they enjoy each other’s company.

Tav found this place shortly after setting up camp, and while she usually shared her findings with the rest of the party, this was something she’d shown to only the vampire.

Astarion leans against the large, old tree. It’s bark worn and grey. He holds a book in hand, his lips slightly parted as he focuses on the page.

Tav leans against him with all her weight. Her eyes are closed and she is taking in nature. As a druid, it was her favorite thing to do. To sit and absorb all life surrounding her. She felt the wind swirl in her lungs, she tasted the ocean’s salt on her tongue, and she felt the footsteps of rabbits thumping the earth in the near distance. However, the most vivid feeling, was the life she felt from Astarion. She soaked in his pale warmth, breathed in his scent, relished in his presence like it was the very center of her world, because it was.

Astarion flips the page, his eyes flicking to the first line. He’d never had someone like Tav before. Her love for him was terrifying and lovely and exciting. He didn’t know what to do with it most days, but today wasn’t one of those days. Today, he could let himself feel her warmth sink into his body like it was his own, he could be vulnerable. A year ago, he’d be stuck in the dark, wishing for death to kiss his sinful lips. He didn’t wish for that any longer, not since she showed up.

Tav shifts, stirring Astarion from his thoughts. She hums softly as she settles further into him, her arm lays across his lap and her head rests on his shoulder. She nuzzles her face into him, the ruffles on his white shirt still felt soft despite everything it’d been through. “You’re so safe to me” She mumbles through the fabric.

A faint smile draws itself onto his face and his eyes softer further. He nods a bit, unsure how to respond.

“I always will be, Darling” He finally says, letting the smile take form on his sun kissed face.

Tav lifts her head up from his chest and a coolness settles in its place. Astarion feels his body ache with her removal. Craving for every inch of her to be pressed against him.

“Do you want to go back?” She asks him, bringing her hand up to trace his collarbone.

No... No he doesn’t ever want to go back. He feels that he could die happy, right here in this exact spot. Thinks that if he were to be stuck here for an eternity, it would be just enough to mend his aching soul.

“If that’s what you want” He simply hums, ignoring every part of him that screams against it.

Tav shakes her head. “I don’t”.

Astarion smiles and a wave of relief washes over him. “Good”. He gently places his hand onto her face and guides her lips to his.

Tav smiles into him and returns the kiss.

#soft astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #astarion x you #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #tav bg3 #fanfic #headcanon #comfort #fluff #one shot fluff

[acozysoulwrites]

sobbing and screaming and crying because i’m going to write a fic about tav searching high and low for this ring and proposing to astarion with it 💔😭😭

#fluff #bg3 #astarion #dnd #headcanon #tav x astarion #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate 3

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A safe pair of arms | Astarion x fem!Tav

Description: Astarion laying in Tav's arms where he feels safe and cared for, something he isn't used to. Cuddling, fluff, all that lovely stuff.

The moon rises high above the camp, providing a cool blue lighting to the chilly evening. Leaves rustle in the breeze, and soft snores from all over camp can be heard just above the light taps of rain. There is a soft sort of glow that emits from Astarion’s tent. It enters the night gently, peacefully. Inside, lie two souls. They are intertwined in one another, tangled too deeply to ever be unraveled without being destroyed.

Tav lays with a book in her hand and a vampire atop her. Astarion is curled up under her arm, his head on her chest, eyes closed. A sort of peace lingered over him with every slow breath he drew.

Astarion felt every one of her heartbeats, he let them sink into his body until they reached his own unmoving heart. He focused on her breathing, how her chest rose and fell with every few seconds that passed. He’d forgotten what a heartbeat sounded like before all this, he’d forgotten much over the last two centuries. Even what it felt like to be held.

Tav turns the page and sighs softly, contently, and Astarion wonders how someone could actually sit here, without any entertainment expected of him, and enjoy his company. “I’ve nearly finished this book already” Tav speaks, disappointment lacing her words.

“Oh, pity. I only just stole that one for you two nights ago” Astarion frowns.

Tav smiles, a laugh threatening to escape her. It was true. Astarion had handed it to her, a proud smirk plastered on his face. It just, reminded me of you, he had said.

Astarion shifts in her arms, and she places the book aside. He hums a little at her touch as she reaches down to run her hand up and down his back, she finds the spot with the most tension and begins massaging.

“You know, besides that time you tried to kill me after the crash, you make such swell company” Tav teases.

Astarion feels a smile draw itself onto his face, and in the dim candle light, safety tucked away from the others, he lets it. He smiles up at Tav, his eyes soft and gentle, opposite of their usual glaring demeanor.

“Well” He looks down and clears his throat. “I’m rather glad I didn’t kill you that day, you’ve proven… most useful” He says.

Tav brings her hand to his head where she begins running her fingers through his beautiful white curls. Astarion closes his eyes once more, and they stay here until the rain stops, until the candle snuffs out, and until the sun trickles through the trees.

Tav nudges him, and the two of them crawl out of the tent. The sun hits his skin and its warmth begins to seep through his body. Astarion closes his eyes and soaks it all in. Every last bit. He’ll surely miss the sun if the tadpole doesn’t kill him first. He looks over to Tav and his heart lurches as much as a heart like his possibly can. Sure he’ll miss the sun, but he hopes with all that he is that he won’t have to miss his love.

#astarion #Astarion x tav #Astarion bg3 #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #fanfic #imagine #head canons #fluff #no smut #asexual writer

[acozysoulwrites]

Spider monkey | Sun Wukong x reader

Requested by @kaycode1999 : Could you do one where the reader and Monkey King somehow end up doing the spider-man kiss?

a/n - I loved this idea so fuckin much…

"Just a little bit further" Monkey had said over three hours ago.

You were accompanying him on his journey to defeat one of the most powerful demons in the land. Monkey really didn't want his only… companion (other than stick) getting hurt or worse... killed. However, you were insufferably stubborn.

"Monkeyyy, how much longer" You groan, your feet were aching so badly that you thought you might fall over right here on the path.

The tree leaves rustle and you glance to your left. A quick, red blur passes through a gap in the treeline and you roll your eyes.

"Just a feeew more miles" Monkey calls.

He was lucky that he could swing through the trees, honestly, any other form of travel would be better than walking right about now.

You groan and force yourself to take another step.

"Hey... cheer up, wanna play a game?" Monkey lands next to you with a sly grin plastered on his face.

You aren't sure if you should say yes, but a distraction would do wonders at this point.

"Anything to make this awful hike move faster," You say.

"Great! I'll hide, you seek, but keep walking okay? We don't have all day you know"

Your lips part to speak, but before you get even a mumble out, Monkey has disappeared into the trees with a sneer.

Some time passes as you walk along the path and you haven't heard from Monkey in a while. Only the faint sound of him swinging through the trees could be heard.

Suddenly you hear a loud thud from behind and spin around, ready for a fight. When you don't see anyone, your eyes drop to the ground. Laying there in the dirt is a twig. You spin around and nearly scream.

"Hey," Monkey says, his voice sultry, a smug grin on his upside-down face.

Monkey hangs from a tree, his tail snuggly wrapped around a thick branch that overreaches the road. "Found ya" He coos, reaching out to boop you on the nose.

Your faces are just inches apart, and you can't deny the heat rising in your chest. The two of you had never been this close. His temperature was rising as well, you felt it radiating off him.

You roll your eyes. "What on earth are you doing?"

"Giving myself away, duh. I'm way too good at this whole hide-and-seek thing. You'd never have found me" He boasts, yammering on and on. However, your mind was only on one thing.

You slowly lean in, all the while Monkey still goes on about his perfect hiding skills.

"I mean, c'mon... At least pretend like you know where I am- mmm" His eyes go wide as his words come to a satisfying halt.

Monkey doesnt pull away, instead, he leans into the kiss, his tail losing grip slightly as his body fills with sensations. The hair on his neck stands up slightly as you pull him closer.

"W-What was that for?" He mumbles when you pull away.

"Oh, well you wouldn't shut up, I had to think of something" You tease, this time booping his nose, you smile sweetly as you walk past him.

"What- I-" Monkey hangs there, mouth agape. His heart is beating so fast and he isn't sure if it's because of the stunt you just pulled or if there was too much blood rushing to his head.

He hops down from the tree, his shock still visible. "Hey! You can't just walk away after that, Pebble" He calls, running to catch up with you.

“Try me spider monkey!”

#sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #monkey king #monkey king netflix #monkey king x reader #monkey king 2023 #spider man kiss #fluff #first kiss #headcanon #drabble #imagine

[acozysoulwrites]

Sick Ken headcanons | Ken x reader

Had this cute thought of Ken coming to the real world with you and choosing to be a human and how he would react to getting sick for the first time

✮ Soon after coming to the real world to live with you, Ken gets sick.

✮ You told him that if he kept swearing on not wearing a shirt when going out in the rain (he absolutely loves feeling real rain) that he’d soon get sick.

✮ He really regrets not listening.

✮ “Ken you don’t look so hot” you’d said that morning.

✮ Sometime after you got to work, Ken called you, his voice raspy and off, and you instantly knew what was up.

✮ You apologized to your boss before taking leave. You wouldn't leave every time he got sick, but this being his first time, you knew he was probably miserable and confused.

✮ His eyes were puffy and red, his cheeks flushed and his forehead radiated heat.

✮ "Ken, sweetie you're burning up," You say softly, your hand laid against his forehead.

✮ He just looked up at you with those damn puppy eyes, confusion sparking in them as you spoke.

✮ "Why do I feel like I got run over by a hundred horses?" He grumbles.

✮ "Don't worry" You say when you notice the concern in his eyes.

✮ He has the sniffles and you have to dig through your closet for a box of tissues.

✮ You make him soup and when you come back into your room, you find Ken snuggling with one of your plushies, eyes all sad and his lip pouty.

✮ For being sick, he looked absolutely adorable, and cold, he looks cold too.

✮ "Here" You hand him the soup and grab a blanket from the closet.

✮ If he's not feeling well enough to hold it himself, you spoon-feed him little bites after blowing lightly. You didn't want his mouth to get burnt.

✮ When you try leaving the room, Ken groans and tugs at your shirt.

✮ "Don't go" He whines, dramatically reaching a shaky hand out toward you. "What if I get cold again?"

✮ "That's what your blanket is for Ken, dear" You chuckle.

✮ He is 100% a big baby. He wants you by his side, and if you think Ken is clingy already, prepare for that to be amped up ten times more.

✮ If he is getting sick, and unable to keep his food down, you rub his back and sit with him in the bathroom, assuring him that you aren't bothered by this at all.

✮ He feels bad that you have to waste your time on him all day. He knows that you should be at work.

✮ "Any time spent with you, even if you're sick, is time well spent," You tell him.

✮ He does not handle stomach aches well, curling up in a fetal position and sobbing is his idea of 'handling' them.

✮ He hugs himself, self-soothing at its finest.

✮ If the pain is too much, you give him medicine and melatonin. This works fast as he's never had to take medication or sleep aid before. He is OUT.

✮ He sleeps through the whole night, and when you wake up, he's snuggled into your side, sleepy, puffy eyes shut softly.

Okay stop this was the cutest thing ever.... I want to write more sick Ken fics...

#ken x reader #ryan gosling #barbie movie #barbie 2023 #ken headcanon #sick comfort #sick trope #whump #whump writing #whump prompt #whump scenario #hurt comfort #headcanons

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Almost too late | Monkey King (Netflix 2023)

Description: While helping Monkey fight a demon, one of it’s clones stole you away, the Demon promised Monkey that you’d never be seen again… but when you come back, Monkey can no longer keep his secret. [Angst/ love confession]

➜ Requested by @kaycode1999 : I LOVE your head-canons/writings for Monkey King 2023. Could you do one where Wukong maybe thought the reader was killed by a demon or something but then he sees them and it’s both a love confession and first kiss?

a/n: Thank you! i’m so glad you love them! I absolutely love this request !! This one got away from me.. sorry!

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It happened so fast that Monkey couldn’t do anything about it. Not in time anyway. The demon had summoned their clones and before Monkey knew it, he’d been surrounded. He knew that he couldn’t die, it wasn’t himself that he feared for. You had disappeared and though he had told you to stay back, he knew you’d secretly followed him into battle.

He should have said something. He should have let on that he saw you trailing behind him, failing miserably at the stealth skills he’d tried to teach you. Yet he hadn’t, and now you were gone. His mind wouldn’t stop spinning, replaying the events that had unfolded just days ago.

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“Monkey!!”

Your voice called out to him, silencing the rage ringing in his ears. His eyes flashed back to their normal state, the red draining from them at the sound of your pain stricken cries.

“What-” Monkey let’s go of the demon, his hand aching from the grip. His eyes darted around the village, clone after clone, he felt dizzy.

“You let them go!” He growled, tackling the demon. “Call them off!” He demanded, eyes red and full of fury once more.

The demon smirked. “No, great Monkey King. If they are your weakness, i will take them” It rumbled, evil sending a chill down Monkey’s back.

Monkey was growing desperate. After your last cry, you’d fallen silent. He was worried. The demon was right, you were his weakness and he hated you for it.

“Argh- fine!” Monkey shoves the demon into the ground before rushing towards you.

“Y/n!? I’m coming! Talk to me!” He begged, there were tears in the corner of his eyes and he was unable to hide the worry as his voice rose in fear. He was about to cry over you? What was this?

By the time Monkey reached the place you last cried out from, you were gone. After a moment, Monkey realized that not only you, but the clones were gone as well.

“No” He shakes his head, eyes frantically searching the now burning, empty village.

You were gone. His pebble was gone.

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Monkey hadn’t stopped searching for you, he tore apart the entire village day in and day out. The only thing he found was your necklace. The necklace you never took off. It shattered his heart knowing that he could have prevented this. Not only that he could have saved you, but knowing that he could have saved the one person who had ever shown him any kindness or love destroyed him.

He should have been nicer to you.

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Monkey sits at the edge of his cliff. He had returned here in a last desperate attempt at finding you. Remembering that time he told you that if you ever got separated, to return to the cliff where his rock remained.

Only you weren’t here, and his heart had broken further.

Monkey sits with his head in his hand. He flicks a rock from the ledge, watching as it plummets down into the green forest below. Part of him hoped it would hit the elder one.

“Hey…”

Monkey’s grip on stick tightens at the sound of a voice and he whips around.

Then, tearful bloodshot eyes meet puffy swelled eyes and stick falls to the ground with a whir. Monkey stands there, arms at his side, mouth agape, stunned.

“I told ya’ you couldn’t get rid of me that easily” You chuckle weakly, holding your side and wincing.

As soon as you speak, Monkey darts towards you and scoops you into his arms, spinning you around. It’s as if all life rushes back into his face upon touching you, he squeezes you tightly, causing you to whimper in pain.

“Oh- sorry” He sits you down. “I- i thought i lost you” Monkey whispers, your hand still in his.

“I escaped, but only barely. Some of the towns people were with me…” Your voice trails off. “They weren’t so lucky”.

Your words go in one ear and out the other and Monkey feels his chest tighten. He has to tell you. He can’t keep pretending he doesn’t care anymore, not after this.

“Listen I…” Monkey pauses, his eyes soft as they stare into yours. “I…” His brows furrow, you can see how much he’s struggling.

“I love… you” He finally says, his hand squeezes yours tightly.

You’re shocked. Monkey? Loves me? And he just confessed? Maybe you should nearly die more often.

“Monkey…”

“Just say something” He says, eyes darting away nervously. “Get it over with already” He’s preparing himself for rejection.

Instead, you pull him into a kiss, his tail shoots into the air and his eyes widen.

You put your hand on the back of his head, pulling him further into the kiss. Suddenly you feel his tail wrap around you and he leans closer.

When you pull away for air, he speaks.

“I’m never letting you go into a battle ever again” He says sternly.

“Fine”

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#sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #monkey king 2023 #monkey king x reader #monkey king netflix #monkey x reader

[acozysoulwrites]

The damned fix the damned | D.D

Description: The silence between two strangers finally breaks when Daryl and reader are paired together for watch duty and unspoken feelings are finally unearthed.

Warnings: None!

a/n: Daryl brings me this comfort nothing else can, he really is so real and dear to me.

There’s a sort of silence that isn’t uncomfortable. While the line between comfortable and uncomfortable silence is thin, it exists. On rare occasions, you’ll meet someone who makes the quiet bearable.

The watch tower creaks in the late September air and through the sound of leaves rustling, two or three walkers could be heard.

Daryl reaches into his pocket, covering the flame with his hand he inhales and a warmth flickers at the end of the cigarette. He exhales and suddenly her presence becomes unbelievably apparent to him, so he speaks up.

“Hm?” He gestures, shaking the tattered box toward her.

Her eyes leave the forest, “Nah… I don’t smoke” She says. “Plenty of things in this world to kill me already”.

“Pfft”

She looks at him seriously now, “I meant it”

“Nah I know” Daryl grumbles.

Crickets chirp in their silence as the two watch their own breath leave their lungs.

Daryl finds it hard to take his eyes off her moonlit figure. There were messy strands of hair in her perfectly outlined face and he felt a sort of tug in his chest that had been buried ages ago.

“What?” She asks, not looking his way. Her eyes remain locked in the distance.

Shit

Daryl pulls his gaze away, he repositions himself slightly. Nervously pushing a leaf beneath his boot.

“Felt you staring” She speaks again. She isn’t mad or even irritated, her voice is soft, like she’s used to his longing eyes on her.

“Sorry”

She turns to him now, “Don’t be… I see you doin’ it a lot you know” She smiles, eyeing him.

She hasn’t ever said anything?

“It’s okay, I do it too, i’m just better at hiding it” She chuckles.

Daryl stares at her. “You never thought maybe I don’t wanna hide it?”

Somewhere in her face, Daryl can see the confidence drain. Instead, in it’s place, a shyness creeps in.

“I don’t know why you’d wanna make it obvious, you never spoke to me before we got paired up this month. I mean i’ve been here over a year now…”

She seems a bit hurt, and he feels stupid.

“Wasn’t sure how” Daryl mumbles, fumbling a stick between his fingers. “Wasn’t sure you’d give me a chance”

“I woulda”

“Oh”

Silence again. Such a familiar feeling for the two of them.

But then she speaks. “You ever thought about quitting?” She gestures to his pocket.

Daryl huffs, a smile drawing itself onto his worn face. “You serious?”

#fluff #comfort #daryl dixon #headcanon #the walking dead #daryl dixon twd #daryl dixon x reader #drabble #daryl dixon fluff #twd

[acozysoulwrites]

Short!reader x Monkey | M.K | hc’s + drabble

➜ Requested by @uhdush: “hey!!💙i have an idea for a Monkey king(2023)xreader!So..let’s make that the reader is small and sweet and the Monkey king is in love with it💙sometimes he tells the reader how cute they are when they are angry and sometimes he picks them up and treats them like a baby and the reader is embarrassed and annoyed by that😭OH and let’s make them cuddleee!💙Have a good day!!”

✿ a/n - this is way too cute to imagine and i absolutely had to write it

No warnings or spoilers!

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✮ One of Monkey’s favorite things about you is that you’re quite a bit smaller than him.

✮ He isn’t necessarily tall, so you being shorter than him definitely boosts his confidence.

✮ He jumps at any chance to reach something for you, using his tail and swinging himself up to whatever it is you can’t reach just to show off a bit more.

✮ Monkey doesn’t lack any personality and occasionally he’ll get on your nerves, to this he’ll say: “You know… you’re pretty cute when you’re mad” before booping your nose and leaping out of your reach with a cackle.

✮ He teases you about your size compared to his often.

✮ “Bet you can’t do this!!” *he proceeds to do something that you absolutely cannot do*

✮ You ride on his back often, he loves how snuggly you hold onto him and will leap through the trees faster just to make you cling to him more.

✮ “Awwww were you scareddd?” He’ll tease before setting you down onto the ground.

✮ Monkey randomly scoops you into his arms and spins you around because it’s so easy for him.

✮ When you cup his face in your hands, he’ll place his larger hand over yours and smile down at you, leaning into your touch.

✮ He’s a sucker for you. You’re his rock. (Or his pocket sized pebble as he likes to say)

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Monkey walks into your house, his armor clanking slightly as he plops himself down onto the couch with a huff, his head thrown back and arms and legs stretched out.

He only looks up when he hears you walk into the room. “Oh, hey pebble” He smiles.

“Rough day?”

Monkey nods and groans as he straightens himself up.

“Five demons” He exclaims proudly, sticking his nose into the air as he holds up five fingers.

“Wow, that’s a new record isn’t it?”

Suddenly Monkey frowns and snaps his eyes toward you. “No, ten is the record” he corrects.

You roll your eyes and crawl onto the couch next to him, his warmth almost smothering you.

“Oh- Uhm… everything okay Pebble?” He murmurs softly, shocked at your sudden affection, he pulls you closer to him.

Your fingers run through the fur on his shoulder.

“I just missed you, that’s all” You say.

He smiles and his heart tugs. “You too” He says.

#sun wukong x reader #sun wukong #monkey king netflix #monkey king x reader #headcanons #hcs #monkey king 2023 #request

[acozysoulwrites]

Dating Monkey headcanons | M.K

No warnings or spoilers

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ʚ You met Monkey after he was released from penance.

ʚ You heard stories of his actions, never thinking much of his past. However, you found him very intriguing.

ʚ He was a 500+ year old immortal Monkey, what wasn’t interesting about that?

ʚ He’s a different person now compared to how he was then. His attitude greatly changed over the course of 500 years.

ʚ (let’s be real, if he hadn’t had a change of heart by now… then he was hopeless)

ʚ In the first year of his release, he had already saved over 20 villages and towns.

ʚ Yours included.

ʚ Most of the people he saved these days didn’t notice, and he rarely got a thank you.

ʚ This definitely keeps him humbled.

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ʚ Monkey was a bit stand-offish at first.

ʚ He hadn’t had anyone take a liking to him in centuries.

ʚ “Go away- seriously what are you doing?” he waves his arms as he speaks.

ʚ He just really didn’t want you to get hurt and the only way he knew how to express this was to seem uncaring.

ʚ However, you persist and eventually he cracks.

ʚ Monkey is still arrogant, just with heart.

ʚ You quickly become his weakness.

ʚ “Just stay close” he rolls his eyes as he walks ahead of you, unable to contain the smile on his face.

ʚ He can’t help but feel his heart tug when you follow behind him like a puppy.

ʚ (He will never admit this)

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ʚ As far as your relationship goes, in the beginning it’s rocky.

ʚ Every time you think he’s about to open up, he makes a joke about it and changes the subject.

ʚ You know he’ll get there eventually.

ʚ Monkey will only let you cuddle him if he’s the one holding you.

ʚ This makes him feel less vulnerable.

ʚ Let’s say he doesn’t sleep much if at all, so he’ll stay awake and admire you while you sleep (and so you won’t catch him)

ʚ Sometimes you wake up and see him sleepily slouching next to you.

ʚ He’s protective, when he’s fighting demons or rogue gods, he insists that you stay behind.

ʚ “No! I’ve got this okay?”

ʚ He’ll get snippy if you protest.

ʚ He’s taller than you, and often teases you about this.

ʚ He loves that he is needed by you to reach things.

ʚ The first time Monkey let himself relax around you was after a battle that left him pretty banged up.

ʚ (I know he’s immortal but i headcanon that he still gets sore/achy)

ʚ You removed his armor and cleaned him up. The whole time he was quiet, the most quiet he’d ever been.

ʚ He hasn’t ever felt a touch as soft as yours and you could see how confused he was.

ʚ Every time you touch him, he leans into your touch like it’s the only thing keeping him up.

ʚ Monkey likes being the one in charge in your relationship and you let him, you trust him.

ʚ He likes when you run your fingers over his head, trying to smooth down the two stray hairs. (They never stay)

ʚ You cup his face when he’s rambling and instantly he freezes.

ʚ He loves using his tail to tease you. He will poke you, or tap your shoulder to make you look, then he’ll jump in front of you and scare you.

ʚ Overall he’s 10/10 bf material if you can look past the sass.

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Taking requests for Monkey right now!

#monkey king netflix #sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #monkey king x reader #journey to the west #fluff #comfort #monkey king #grumpy x sunshine

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How Monkey reacts to his first hug from you ~

Monkey King (netflix)

a/n - can’t believe i’m writing fanfic for this character but here we are.

no warnings !!

✮ You are Monkey’s biggest admirer. You tell him this and refuse to leave him alone when you see that he needs help.

✮ After the 3rd or 4th day of “nagging” him (his words) he finally gives in and decided to let you tag along.

✮ “I hero, you- do whatever it is that pebbles do… Got it?” he waves his hand, dismissing you.

✮ Weeks pass, you help him along missions and battles until one day, he loses the demon.

✮ The demon gets the upper hand and before Monkey has a chance, they escape.

✮ With the disapproval and loud booing from the angry townspeople, Monkey growls in frustration and storms off.

✮ Finding him under a large tree just a mile out, you sit next to him.

✮ He can’t handle rejection, he can’t be a disappointment, you know this.

✮ He has even dismissed stick, it lays next to him silently.

✮ You reach toward him, his head against his knees as he frowns.

✮ Your hand touches his back, feeling his heavy armor, you pull him close.

✮ Monkey tenses, his eyes widen and he freezes in place, leaned against you, his head on your chest.

✮ “Uh… what’re you doin’ pebble?” he chuckles.

✮ “Hugging you” you say simply.

✮ Monkey pauses for a moment, but he doesn’t pull away, instead he adjusts himself comfortably closer.

✮ “… Why?”

✮ “Do you not like it?”

✮ Monkey looks to the ground in thought, “I guess i don’t hate it” he shrugs.

✮ He wraps his tail around you and for the first time in his life, Monkey isn’t pushed away.

#sun wukong #wukong x reader #monkey king #monkey king x reader #monkey king netflix #fluff #headcanons #headcanon #fanfic #fanfiction