#does not want to prove his affections or do romantic little gestures (even if he does that to make Jaskier smile)

[spielzeugkaiser]

[MASTERPOST]

A slightly older sketch I coloured! I still continue to be antibiotics georg and my temperature still skyrockets in the evenings, but I'm getting there. (Also I don't know how long Geralt searched for that flower but it was a bit, even with witcher senses - Jaskier always knew he was a bit of a sap. Somehow, he really needs this now.)

#undercover at lettenhove au #geraskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier #the witcher #look at me go and invert their colour schemes that always makes me go :3 #this is mostly courtly romance at the first glance (and that's also what this is and I go bonkers for all those tropes) but Geralt- #getting out there in the early morning probably - #does not want to prove his affections or do romantic little gestures (even if he does that to make Jaskier smile) #he wants Jaskier to have something pretty and alive to look at - a reminder of all the things he found joy in before

[vinnellamadz]

Everyone asked for both so I’m gonna do both :3, PLEASE I am not a talented writer or anything please excuse me if it’s not as good

Lucifer X reader Headcanons

- Before Lucifer met you, he was definitely an emotional wreck.

He spent all his time in his workshop, creating things as a coping mechanism.

But as soon as he locked eyes with you, it was like a light bulb in him switched on, and he was instantly hooked on you.

- Lucifer tried his best to woo and court you.

As if his last moments on earth depended on it, he would smother you in gifts, specifically custom-made ducks that he always made sure were made with love and perfection.

His desire for you was so intense that he devoted all his efforts to winning your heart and making you his.

It was as if all his sorrows and woes melted away the moment he saw you.

- There were times that Lucifer almost gave up.

As he feared that you didn't return his feelings, thoughts of failure and despair filled his mind.

However, when you finally accepted his advances, he was overwhelmed with joy.

So much so, that he jumped into your arms and held you tightly.

It was a moment of pure blissful happiness, and he knew that he never wanted to let go.

- Lucifer was so focused on wooing you that he forgot to tell his daughter about you.

He was so concerned about making things perfect that he did everything in his power to ensure that your meeting was as perfect as possible.

He was so worried that you might not like each other that he tried to prepare for every possible scenario.

Spoiler alert, you and Charlie loved each other

- While visiting Charlie’s Hotel, a certain red-haired male was stepping a little too close to you for Lucifer’s comfort.

Lucifer saw the male coming closer and closer and grew increasingly concerned.

He did not like the idea of someone else being close to you, especially Alastor

Lucifer felt jealous and protective, and he wanted to make sure that the male kept his distance.

Safe to say you spent the rest of the visit with lucifers arm around your waist.

- Lucifer loves to take you out on romantic dates.

He always finds the perfect places to take you, with the most delightful settings.

He takes you to intimate restaurants, candlelit dinners, and romantic walks on the best beach in hell.

He makes sure to plan everything to the smallest detail, so that you always feel special and pampered.

Lucifer wants to show you how much he cares and appreciates you, and he does it through romantic dates that are always perfect.

- While Lucifer does have his shortcomings, he will go as far as needed to prove to you just how much you are loved every day.

He is committed to making your life a series of surprises and magical moments, and he will always go the extra mile to ensure that you feel loved and cherished.

In the end, Lucifer may have his faults, but he will never let them interfere with making sure you feel special and appreciated every single day.

Adam X reader Headcanons

- Adam does not typically get into relationships, but when he does, he tends to exhibit similar behavior patterns. He engages in playful teasing and name-calling as a way to show affection toward his partner.

Although these antics can seem somewhat derogatory, Adam ensures that his partner never actually feels bad as a result. While he might playfully poke fun at his partner at times, he is also capable of being loving and supportive (barely).

- Adam is not a typical romantic, and he is not used to expressing these types of feelings. Even so, he tries his best to court you in his own way.

There are times when he may act a little awkward or mean, but beneath it all, he truly cares for you.

While he might stumble over his words or lack the grand gestures, Adam shows his feelings through small gifts and nicknames.

- Although you might not be showing any signs of affection, Adam would never give up on courting you. He is persistent and determined to win your heart.

Even if you were to continuously reject him, he would continue to pursue you. Adam feels deeply for you, and he is willing to go to great lengths to make you his own.

So, if you truly want him, Adam would never stop trying to win you over with his endearing charms.

- Once you finally surrendered to his charms, Adams ego grew even bigger.

As part of his big ego, he became extremely affectionate and public in his displays of affection. He wants everyone to see you as a couple, and he doesn't mind who's watching.

Adam wants everyone to know that you're his, and he is going to make sure everyone knows it.

- Adam is an incredibly possessive and insecure man (I wonder why 👀), and he dislikes seeing other men around you.

When a male approaches you, Adam quickly swoops in, giving the other man a dirty look and then proceeding to make out with you in front of him. With his dominant display of affection, he makes sure that the other man knows his place.

Then, he takes you by the hand and leads you away, anticipating the night that awaits you both.

- Adam is a romantic man, and he enjoys date nights with you. He loves to spend time sitting on his balcony with you, eating takeout, and engaging in fun gossip.

However, he also appreciates having nice dinners together, and he enjoys taking you to the hottest concerts in town.

He also likes to express his affection for you through singing, he cherishes your presence more than anything else.

- Even with his flaws and occasional mistakes, Adam is a decent lover overall.

He may be imperfect and stumble at times, but his genuine desire to make you happy is what matters most. Although he may make occasional jabs and tease you, it all boils down to his genuine care for you.

At the end of the day, your happiness is what Adam truly cares about more than anything else. Even through all the ups and downs of a relationship, he will always do what it takes to make you happy.

- Adams favourite movie is frozen.

IM SORRY IF THIS IS OOC ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING IN SO LONG

#hazbin hotel #hazbin adam #hazbin lucifer #helluva boss #hazbin #lucifer x reader #adam x reader #Lucifer x reader hazbin hotel #Adam x reader hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel Adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #alastor #charlie morningstar #lucifer x reader hazbin #Adam x reader hazbin #hazbin Adam x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin Lucifer x reader #x reader

[prettyboykatsuki]

✮ tags ; gn!reader, implied bottom reader, semi-erotic and bloody fingersucking, romance, struggling with intimacy on astarions part, not an established relationship fr, 18+

✮ wc ; 1.6k (literally what in the fucking world)

✮ a/n ; *smacks astarions back* you can fit so much projection onto this thing.

canon divergent i.e. this takes place during act two but reader doesn't sleep w astarion in act one. it's explained in da fic.

The taste of intimacy is acrid.

It's bitter and sharp to the senses. In many ways, he finds it unpleasant. Intolerable. He's lost in thought, primarily caught up in the sensation of your skin pressed against his.

Too much, he decides, this entire affair is proving to be too much.

"You know, there's no need for theatrics," He can almost hear the recoil in his own voice, like hiding away into the shadows when dawn approaches. It's instinctive. "All this...poetry is quite thoughtful but very unnecessary."

Yes. Unnecessary. Somehow it feels violent, though it's anything but. You pull away from him and he winces at your expression - genuine confusion draped across your face. Your skin is hotter than the sun, much warmer than his. You're attractive.

Astarion wonders if he can assess you as beautiful. If he's allowed to use something so flowery.

He can't stop thinking about it. He's played the part of a lover before, so kissing and touching in quiet whispers is not unfamiliar. If that's the sort of affair you wish to have, than Astarion can be apart of it no problem. Whatever makes your desire towards him tangible, whatever you want. The last part he doesn't say out loud, or to himself.

But it was real, just a moment ago, wasn't it? The feeling of your lips on his forehead and the crook of his shoulder was real. The words of affection were real. He was looking for fun, debauchery, pleasure.

This is not that, he decides. He decides, too, that he does not like it.

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh don't play dumb, darling," He says, his throat tightening. It's natural to him, in a way. "Though your heroic romantic gestures are quite something, they're very unnecessary. We both know what we're here for, do we not? A little roughing up is fine."

You pause, and you stare. Your eyes are clear, like the water of the open ocean surrounding the lower city. Even in the darkness, he can see you perfectly. You can see him too, but he can't see himself even in the reflection of your gaze. He wonders if that is some kind of mercy, but remembers quickly that no god has ever shown him such kindness.

And you wouldn't either, or you shouldn't. He convinces himself that its a courtesy, and that this conversation is an attempt at honest between you. He's expecting something different. Maybe a snarky laugh of approval, or a widening set of eyes. Lurid with excitement in all the ways you're okay to defile him.

Most people he's laid with have given him the same. They're pleased with his fluidity. He shows it off like he's water in a beautiful chalice, look at all the forms I can take and adore me.

And yet, you're all but silent. What a terrible conversation to have when he's almost inside of you, he thinks.

"If that is what you desire," You says, your words slow. You then, so softly, draw your thumb over his cheek bone. It takes strength not to recoil. He almost wants to mock you. Wants to bite at the gentle caress of your hand, wants to make you bleed. "But I would've hoped my gestures conveyed my feelings a little better than this."

Shit. Shit.

"Feelings? Have you really taken a page out of the wizards book and written me a poem?"

"It would be easy enough to do," You say, so easily and so naturally - he can't help but show that he is startled. Shaken by the sincerity of every word. Bitter. "If you desire such gestures."

A feeling coils in his chest. He cannot distinguish his urges from each other. Whether it is hunger or desire. Whether to push you away or cling to you closer. He cannot make sense of any of it, despite his efforts. He doesn't need any blood, he's sure - but his mind lacks clarity.

Is he afraid or angry? He does not remember how to tell the difference between those two emotions, either.

"We're here for sex, you know?" He says, proactively pushing into old habits. His eyes feel heavy in their sockets, like their weighed by his own need to be desired perfectly. He seduces you easily. Lowers his lids and parts his lips, snakes a hand against your waist and lets you fall forward until you collapse against his chest. "Hot, lecherous, burning pleasure. Such romantics are best saved for..."

You look at him, and you want him. But it is not the same. Even he is not so foolish as to deny something you make so obvious.

"For?"

The words someone you love do not leave his lips, though they threaten to. "Someone more suitable."

"There's no one so suitable as you," You say, and the words do not sound damning. They do not intend to please him. They're not coated in myth or covered in lies. They're like you, honest and rich. "And that pleasure can be found all the same with regards to what I do."

Astarion understands little of you. Never has, in full. He finds your character damning, finds your kindness often irritable. His plan to seduce you had worked, he thought. You had taken some kind of liking to him. Enough that you act against yourself, just to appease him at times. To clumsily win him over by being a little bad, or being silver-tongued.

But you hadn't laid a hand on him despite his efforts. Without taking anything, you shield him from harm. You kill the people who wish to kill him. He'd never stopped trying to seduce you, because it benefits him to play the part of prized possession to the strong.

He thought your acceptance of his request meant you had finally broken. That he could go through with it.

Yet, you touch him like this - as you have been all evening. You brought a bedroll to fuck him in the woods of all places. Your hands are soft, and warm. You're reverent. He's kissed plenty of people, and played lovers even more than that. It was his lifes work, after all.

But it is impossible to deny that you're different, despite his best efforts to believe you are not.

Astarion isn't familiar with your gestures. He cannot hold his ground against honesty when his existence is passing and pleasant - ephemeral as a white lie.

"Astarion," You say, clear. You enunciate his name. It is not intended to have any weight, yet it crushes him. His chest tightens. Aches. It is all so strangely miserable. He wants to interrupt you, but cannot fix his lips to do such a thing "I wish to make love to you. You're welcome to find it unnecessary."

A kiss. Your mouth is warm, and tastes faintly like the sweet wine you had before bed. Your hands cup around his nape, and your other hand keeps you upright. He won't fall for it but his body does not listen, makes him melt comfortably into the bedroll. You kiss and kiss and kiss, and it is well-practiced like you have loved many times before him.

You must know something better than him.

Still. There is not enough strength in his limbs to fight you. His eyes blink open when you've stopped. A scream almost rips from him, but he's frozen in place instead. He can fight now. He could fight this.

The nails he tries to scratch you with, dig deep onto your waist. He closes his eyes. A begging for you to stay.

"Darling, really," His voice cracks. A touch so gentle and unfamiliar may be the thing to flay him open - cut him into pieces and open him up the blackened night sky. His lips feel cracked, hands shaking. "Wholly unnecessary."

There is no way out from this. From his feelings for you. How terrible.

You examine him quietly, then smile like you know everything. He is so much older than you, yet you smile like you've lived one thousand more lives. Maybe you have.

"Astarion," You mumble, your hands finding his hands. You lock your fingers together, your touch making his nerves fire whenever you brush along them. Your free hand ghosts his lips. "Look at me,"

Then, very suddenly, you push your thumb against the point of his fang. It punctures you in no small wound, and you push until the blood spills. You wince, but it's barely there. You let the blood spill into his parted mouth, let the taste of it fetter onto his lips and tongue. It's almost saccharine. He leans up on instinct, latching himself to it. He drinks from your self-inflicted wound with his eyes lidded, with desperation so unsightly.

You don't slink back. You watch onto him fondly. Watch him eat recklessly. Watch him swallow around you.

You already know what he is, he realizes, too late. The weight of your deliberateness nearly buries him. Unpleasant eyes, that know everything about him without any modicum of effort.

The feeling of anxiety, of restlessness well up even deeper inside him. The bitter unforgiving irony of finding intimacy with you lingers still. There is no escaping the thought that it will be you who betrays him first, and not someone else.

But the taste of blood, your blood, washes it all out. The gentle touch of your skin unsettles him as much as it makes him needy. He wants to be adored, and be adored by you.

He wants you in a way that does not incite any instinct. He works against each one trying to look you in the eyes.

When he manages, you are there and you are kind. You want to make love to him. He wants, very desperately, to believe it is possible. That such a ridiculous thing exists outside of a performance.

His voice is soft as a whisper. "I guess it's not impossible to appease you,"

You kiss the corner of his mouth and grin. He doesn't flinch this time.

"I'm quite relieved."

#astarion x reader #bg3 x reader #astarion x tav #astarion smut #writing tag #astarion you are so similar to me!!!!! stop!!!!!!! identity theft is a crime mr magistrate!!!!!!!!! #also someone tell me if this is worth uploading on ao3 lol

[divine-donna]

courtship - hotd cast

i have done a variety of similar posts for a different fandom. so i thought i’d try my hand and do something a little more laid back than a fic. anyways, have fun with these! i hope they’re satisfactory for you guys. (and if there’s someone missing that you would like me to add, feel free to tell me. my brain can be a bit scattered when writing these.)

these are all inherently gender neutral, by the way. i aspire to be as inclusive as possible when it comes to writing fandom pieces. i understand there are structures in place within the world of westeros. for the sake of this post, however, i am forgoing them. everyone is deserving of a courtship after all!

ser criston cole

ser criston’s courtship is very straight forward. of course, he makes sure he has the blessing of his queen to pursue you first. he is a gentleman. makes good conversation, always asks about you. you do wish he would be a little more romantic with his gestures however, he has appearances to keep up. his honor is always at stake, front and center. and sometimes, it can definitely feel like your courtship with him is a secret he must keep hidden.

“and how was your day, my liege? i hope it was bright despite the clouds.”

daemon targaryen

daemon’s courtship with you is also very straight forward. he’s honest about the way you make him feel and there is also a lot of witty banter happening between you two. he’s not much of a traditional person though. traditions are boring after all. but if you insist on keeping with tradition, he will put his personal feelings aside to accomodate them. as long as they aren’t ridiculous. he does love giving you physical affection and surprisingly is very touch starved.

“i missed you today. i can’t even begin on how woeful it was without you, my love.”

rhaenyra targaryen

rhaenyra is the princess! the heir to the iron throne! and essentially, she can court whoever she wants. her father did tell her to just pick someone after all. if she is going to marry, she’s going to pick someone that lights a fire within her and makes her smile. so of course, she chooses you! you’re brave, smart, witty. and most importantly, you know how to make cake. the best moments of your courtship come when you visit her in her room, holding a cake you made specifically for her. and she gets to eat it while you talk about your day. afterwards, she lays her head on your lap, looking up at you. sometimes she kisses you. other times, she just holds your hand and traces your knuckles with her fingers.

“you must tell me the secret to how you keep your hands so soft, (y/n). soft like the cake you make.”

alicent hightower

when it comes to courtship with alicent, it is you who must make the first move. she is rather busy, preoccupied, and a little nervous. she has a habit of overthinking things when she shouldn’t. so you make the first move and make many gestures of romance. you leave books at her desk, books you think she would like. you give her flowers when you see her, sticking one in her hair. sometimes, if you have the time, you go out of your way to buy a blank book where you press flowers in between the pages and you make beautiful arrangements within them. she holds that book of pressed flowers close to her heart.

“you give me so many daisies, (y/n). and i am a fool to just learn that it means you are saying, i love you truly.”

aegon targaryen

aegon is very blunt. courtship with him is...messy? messy is an understatement. and he is a prince so people only watch. they don’t bother to comment on it. what matters most to aegon is not his grand gifts to prove his love, but rather it’s the way you sit and listen to his woes. he feels they are not taken seriously enough and he loves laying near you and having you listen. you’re the first person to truly listen to him when he tells you that he has no interest in being royalty. in fact, he’d rather fake his death. and run away.

“you wouldn’t be opposed to running away with me, right (y/n)? it could just be the two of us. i like that idea.”

aemond targaryen

aemond is a cordial man. he sticks with tradition and does very thorough research if you particularly have certain traditions for courtship with your family. he woos you not with any grand gifts or proclamations or songs, but with his gentle touch and sweet words. he is surprisingly a big fan of physical touch, your pinkies intertwined, a hand on your shoulder, a small kiss to your cheek. he’s willing to do anything for your approval and he has the means to do so. but the best moments, in your opinion, are when you two are just alone. it’s you, aemond, and a source of light in a room.

“it may be the morrow, my love, but my mother does not call for me yet. so please, let me lay with you a little longer.”

helaena targaryen

helaena is a quiet girl and tends to prefer solitary activities. but for you, she was willing to get out of her bubble. she starts with talking to you. it’s small talk, but you enjoy it. and when she apologizes for accidentally going on tangents about her love for bugs, you encourage her. you sit and listen to what she has to say, asking questions to further increase your own knowledge. she feels guilt for speaking so much but you reassure her it’s fine. she also loves hearing you talk about what you’re passionate about and asks questions as well. the two of you build a collective of knowledge together. you also go out of your way to do things for her, like finish her embroidered spider or give her a drawing of a new bug you found. she has many of those drawings tucked away for they are sacred to her.

“i found this lovely creature yesterday. it reminded me of you (y/n). i cannot decide if i want to name it after you. i thought i would ask for naming suggestions as well.”

jacaerys velaryon

jacaerys most definitely asked his mother for some advice on courting you first. after all, he has seen you two talk frequently (apparently it’s because you remind her of herself when she was your age). he asks if he can take you on small walks where two talk about the weather, the scenery, how your days have been. you have a fascination with dragons, so he will take you to see vermax. sometimes, if you’re feeling up for it, you propose that when vermax is big enough that you ride together. he is also, surprisingly, a good artist and when you sit and contemplate, he draws you. the portrait is lovely and you keep many of them even if they are of you doing mundane things.

“perhaps one day, i will capture you riding vermax. but i do not believe a drawing of you can truly capture your beauty.”

#house of the dragon #hotd #hotd x reader #hotd headcanon #ser criston #daemon targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #aegon the usurper #aemond targaryen #helaena targaryen #jacaerys velaryon

[aziraphales-library]

Hello, I’m in love with everything that you do. Can you share some of your favorite examples of works that utilize footnotes well?

Hi. We have a couple of posts on our #footnotes tag that you should check out. Here are a few more fics with footnotes...

Seeing In A New Light by Aethelflaed (T)

Several months after the Apocalypse, Aziraphale and Crowley are much as they ever were. Too insecure, too defensive, too much on guard to let their relationship move forward. Until Crowley takes Aziraphale on a surprise stargazing trip, and they both have a chance to see the other in a new light…

By Any Other Name by WyvernQuill (T)

"Bit strange, the Almighty giving us soulmates, too - us demons, not us-us. Wasn't that the point of the Fall, making 'em miserable down there?" Crawly mused. "Seems counterproductive, assigning perfect lovers."

"She'll have Her reasons." Aziraphale muttered, a little curtly, and, there in the rain, wrapped in the Serpent's wing, he ran his fingers over his mark again.

From the very corner of his eye, he saw Crawly doing the same.

---

Crowley's soul-name reads "Aziraphale".

Aziraphale's does NOT read "Crowley".

This is... suboptimal, to say the least.

A Summoning by AnonymousDandelion (T)

Linette definitely didn't want to summon a demon, and Crowley definitely didn't want to be summoned. Nevertheless, that's what happened. Blame Linette's uncle, who is Not A Good Person.

Other significant players include a potted fern, a bucket of holy water, and a concerned Aziraphale.

Crossing a Line by Bookwormgal (T)

The world should have ended four years ago.

That was how it was written. The Great Plan was very clear on that much. Six thousand years after the creation of the world, the Anti-Christ would arrive on Earth. And after his eleventh birthday, when he came into power, he would lead the demons into the Final War. All of humanity would perish while angels and demons clashed in one final glorious confrontation.

But no one had accounted for a few little snags. Like a couple of traitors. Or a disobedient Anti-Christ.

And then, as if the Apocalypse not happening wasn’t already bad enough, Heaven and Hell couldn’t even punish those to blame for that entire mess. That was unacceptable.

If Michael couldn't have the promised War and if she could not kill at least the demon involved, then she would at a minimum make him suffer. She could at least make him suffer until he wished that holy water could end his miserable existence.

In Mixed Company, or the Corporate Retreat of Heaven and Hell by TheOldAquarian (M)

Every 300 years, Heaven and Hell share a company retreat on Earth during which angels and demons temporarily surrender their celestial powers.

Officially, it’s a time for fostering team unity and better understanding the needs of the client base. It’s definitely not a time for terrorizing the hotel staff with divine/diabolical showdowns, abusing the ethereal expense account, or furiously snogging your hereditary enemy. But when Aziraphale and Crowley are up for promotion, Hell breaks loose and Heaven might just break free.

One Miraculous December by journeytogallifrey (T)

Candles. Mistletoe. An entire frozen lake. Festive memories from their past together keep appearing out of nowhere.

Crowley's sure he's manifesting them accidentally out of sheer romantic desperation. It's bad enough trying to hide his unrequited love as they grow closer post-Apocaloops - what if Aziraphale sees the objects for what they are, a window into his yearning soul? Unfortunately, the only way to banish the objects seems to be talking about each memory...

Meanwhile, Aziraphale is just trying to woo his demon boyfriend with big gestures, ready to prove his devotion. And if Crowley acts awkward about the miracles? Surely that's just his difficulty accepting affection. The solution: shower him with as much of it as possible...

Eventually these two will communicate, even if it takes 'til the end of the year. For now there will be cuddling, excuses for closeness, sappy words, flashbacks, nostalgia, bickering, and an obscene variety of holiday foods. Oh, and footnotes. That's right. We're doing those too.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #footnotes #mod d

[janumun]

faa please give us some of your thoughts or hcs about twst characters

Hey Nonny!

So I had to think a bit about this one; I have abstract thoughts, not all coherent. 😳💕 I hope you like these two headcanons I do have, for two of my favorite boys.

Trey is a great boyfriend; kind and incredibly observant. He’s good to you and wants to take care of you... be it without or within the bedroom, where he is also more than a little mischievous with his touch and words. That rougish part, he conceals so well comes through, with you in private. A desire to absolutely wreck you, in the best of ways; there is quite nothing else that turns Trey on more than seeing you melt under what he does to you.

Trey hums, the smile on his face deceptively soft. “And what have we discussed about using our words?” Breaking deeper with your answering moan, a wicked flash of delight within his gaze when you remain incoherent. “I can’t help you if you’re not honest with me, sweetheart.” Shaping those tapered digits in deeper, like he does not know where exactly you want him. “Here?” He rubs against a sensitive spot that makes you squeal an inelegant, filthy sound; so at odds with the composure your perfect boyfriend so seems to have, damn him. And just before you can catch onto that thread of sensitivity and reach for your climax, he moves away, just like he has been teasing at your nerves this entire time, “Or here? Come on, don’t be shy. Be good for me, now.”

As much as Malleus is transparent in his affections for you, he doesn’t need any grand declarations to prove what has always been fact for him; he adores you.

And so, even before you might speak your feelings out loud to each other, Malleus does not mind indulging in the very obvious, very romantic gestures that come to him as natural as being in your presence.

When you ask for him to offer his thighs as a seat, on a busy day in the cafeteria with no empty seats in sight, almost entirely as a joke... but Malleus is shifting his gaze your way, facial expressions just as smooth as his assent. Spreading his legs for you, to make space, your flustered sputtering nearly dying in your throat as he reaches a hand out and guides you, gentle, into his embrace. Suffice to say, you spend the rest of your lunch, red faced and tense, from Malleus’ proximity and the spectacle you’ve made of yourself, catching curious gazes thrown your way. While Malleus...

Your Malleus is entirely unbothered as he continues with his meal, asking after you, on occasion, to Lilia’s soft proud snickering.

You remind yourself to never attempt such jokes with Malleus ever again.

#asks #anonymous #janulogue #twst malleus #twst trey smut #twst malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #twst trey x reader

[tiny-katara]

Zuko’s happiest moments in the show happened when he was with Mai. He smiled the most when he was with her and when Sokka asked her about Mai he also smiled. If you hate Maiko you hate Zuko. Mai is the one who makes him happy not Katara. If you really wanted Zuko to be happy you would ship Maiko but we all know Zutara shippers don’t really care about Zuko.

this... this is a joke right??? his happiest moments!? anon, i have terrible news for you.

zuko is canonically having the worst time of his life in the fire nation. the entire point of zuko returning to the fire nation is prove that being home isn’t going to make him happy. that’s literally an essential part of his arc. if zuko had left with katara in the catacombs, he would remain unsure of whether or not he made the right choice. he wouldn’t be sure that he didn’t miss out on home and his father’s love. going home and getting everything zuko thought he wanted is essential for the completion of his redemption arc. there’s nothing more he could want from home! he’s got a throne, he’s got the girl, he’s got power, he’s got his father’s “love,” zuko has it all, so why is he still unhappy???

a huge part of why our lovely zuko is so unhappy is that he’s pretending. he’s unable to be himself and spends all his time in the fire nation playing a role: the son ozai always wanted. zuko pretends to be confident to the point of arrogance, he pretends he's a hardened war strategist, and he pretends that he feels better than those around him. crown prince zuko is not the same plain ol' zuko. regular zuko cares very passionately and very deeply about doing what is right. his conscious and morals weigh on him heavily if he does something that contradicts them. he is empathetic and understands the pain that others are going through, a huge part of his arc in book 2. it is in zuko’s nature to care about the world, about people, about things. it’s just who he is.

mai as a character is apathetic and doesn’t have a strong sense of morality. it just isn’t something that concerns her. that’s just how she’s characterized. she obviously does care about things/people, but not many. mai’s motivations are often self-serving in nature, such as joining azula purely for the thrill of it. mai never does anything simply because it’s the right thing to do. she always has a personal stake in what she does and to be perfectly honest there’s nothing inherently wrong with being selfish if it doesn’t actively harm other people. 

things get sticky when you stick these two people together. mai and zuko are just so vastly different, it leads to a lot of problems. zuko doesn’t get why mai doesn’t express herself and keeps everything bottled up, which is literally canon based on the beach episode. mai doesn’t understand zuko either, as she’s very confused as to why he leaves the palace at all because to her it just seemed like things were perfect. she doesn’t know why he blows up and why he just generally cares so much. they just literally don’t get each other and that’s not a good foundation for a relationship believe it or not. 

another issue is that mai is dating crown prince zuko and is completely satisfied with that, aka the zuko that zuko is pretending to be. when the real zuko slips out, the passionate and headstrong zuko, she is irritated that he can’t keep his feelings in check. she doesn’t encourage him to grow and would prefer he stay the perfect little fire nation prince she fell for. this literally just all goes to show that mai doesn’t even like zuko, she likes the idea of him, which would be fine if she wasn’t projecting it onto him. mai needs someone she actually likes the personality of lol. 

speaking of the beach episode, that’s a like showcase of why they don’t work. mai doesn’t get zuko’s “romantic gestures” and her lack of affection for these makes zuko very insecure, causing him to act out. it is important to note that zuko’s actions are not in anyway condoned by me, but i am saying that they understandable. zuko was acting ridiculously and his jealousy was out of control, but he was ignored by mai all day and from his perspective she was showing no interest in anything he did and more in some random guy--that’ll mess with your head. and again, zuko should not have had his little beach party meltdown, but the points stands that they misunderstood each other so badly it spiraled to that point.

i really don’t why not liking maiko makes me hate zuko. disregarding the fact that she absolutely does not make him as happy as you’d like to claim, your romantic partner isn’t, or rather shouldn't be, your only source of joy. do you mean to tell me that zuko isn’t happy when he is joking with the gaang about chasing them around? are you claiming zuko wasn’t happy when he and toph bonded over his uncle? are you seriously going to tell me that zuko isn’t happy during that hug on the ember island dock with katara, one of his most soft and genuine moments, if not his absolute softest moment? that would be absolutely ridiculous.

now, saying that i don’t care about zuko is kind of ironic, because it really seems like mai is the one who doesn’t care about zuko. when your partner opens up about their fears, concerns, and deeply emotional moments, the response is never playing it off as a joke and going “don’t worry.” that is literally one of the most unhelpful things mai could have done in that situation like what do you even mean zutara shipppers don’t care about zuko??? don’t you want him to have someone who understands him emotionally? someone who is there for him in those moments of fear and doubt? someone who sees the good in him even when no one else except his uncle could??? like bestie, you have absolutely no legs to stand on here. go home and think about what zuko really needs, and you’ll find it isn’t an apathetic girl that doesn’t understand him.

#cilla rambled #anti maiko #anti mai #toph and zuko are siblings #and dont you dare take that from them i will brawl with you #also this is legitimately harmful imo #like romance is not the only source of happines #nor should it be #besties are where its at #and zuko's besties are the gaang #we romanticize romance to a dangerous degree sometimes #when all you really need is a found family #romance comes second #oh also #pro zutara #i suppose #i didn't talk about them at all #but i didn't need to

[sunnibits]

You know what we don't talk about enough? Izzy's perfectionism vs. his fear of vulnerability and how it would apply to relationships. He would be so determined to get an A in boyfriend but in order to do that he has to effectively communicate his emotional needs. The poor bastard would just be reeling.

AAHHH that’s so true nonny!! it’s the conflict of the ages… Desperate Need To Prove Himself vs years of rejecting any kind of vulnerability…. Gasp!! Whatever will he do!!!

I think if Izzy rlly tried to enter a relationship with someone it would definitely be one of those thing where he keeps pushing people away but then gets upset if they actually back off/leave him. Like he doesn’t want to appear mushy or soft, so he always brushes off the lovey-dovey affection and acts like he doesn’t care at all but!! He does care!!! So then when his lover eventually loses patience with him he’s like 🥺🥺wait no come back 🥺 and gets super grumpy about it as if it’s not his fault. He wants someone who’s going to force him to take affection, someone who will keep chasing him even when he’s being difficult. But the reality is, even if someone does have a higher than usual tolerance for Izzy Bullshit, that’s not gonna last forever! And if he actually wants to have a relationship where he’s getting the amount of genuine love that he secretly craves he’s gonna have to learn how to mature enough to communicate and not be a dick about everything. And just ask for things he wants. Or fuck, not even asking, just the base level of not sneering at any affection given to him as if he hates it, lmao.

essentially just:

^^^^ izzy when he forcefully rejects affection but then his lover actually stops giving it to him

Anyways I think that’s getting off topic of ur actual point but. Getting back to it now I am also obsessing over the idea of Izzy doing his best to be The Perfect Boyfriend because that’s SO CUTE oh my god. FUCK. Izzy Hands, who puts 100% effort into everything he does, just going ALL out on this whole ‘romance’ thing because he HAS to be the Best Boyfriend Ever and he has to be good enough that someone will actually chose him to keep and not leave him like everyone else. Izzy ‘doesn’t really get romance but is a romantic deep down’ Hands, desperately trying to copy what he’s seen other people do, all the basic romantic gestures he thinks he’s supposed to be doing, and like he’s not getting it quite right but fuck he’s trying!! And it’s fucking adorable and ridiculously endearing!!!! But on the other hand some of it is also like?? Clearly not him??? Like yes, it’s very sweet, I’m flattered my dear, but his lover can tell that it’s just. Him putting in so much effort to seduce his partner the way he’s seen other people do it, because he has never done this before and just has no idea how he’s supposed to go about this. Until it gets to the point where his lover finally has to sit him down and be like. Babe. I love you and ur adorable half-wilted flowers and cheesy little chocolate hearts but you know you can just be yourself right?? Like you can just be Izzy??? Just love me like Izzy does?

And at first Izzy panics because A) oh shit has he done something wrong oh fuck he’s going to get a bad grade in boyfriend now isn’t he something that’s normal to fear and possible to- and B) he has. no idea what that means at first. how does he love? how does he do that? what’s his style?

but eventually he does sort of start getting it and being more open with his affection without being fake or trying to copy other people and it’s!! so sweet!!! obviously very acts of service based and just like,, god. fuck I love the idea of Izzy being in love so much. (That is, “properly” being in love, not just ‘fucked up devotion that leads you to enjoy eating ur own toe’ type love). I think a lot of Izzy’s affection could get misinterpreted at first, but then as their lover figures it out it’s like OHHH. OH FUCK. OH HE’S SAYING I LOVE YOU. FUCK THAT’S ADORABLE. Like at first it seems like he’s being a real asshole about telling them that they’ll get themselves killed in battle, they don’t know how to handle themselves, no let me show you how to hold it PROPERLY you stupid TWAT. But then they realize he’s just being protective like!!! You get me!! You get what I’m saying!!!

God sorry this got so long I hope this is intelligible. I just have a lot of thoughts about him ok!!

#thank u for ask :) #I rambled a lot more than I was expecting to #ask box #izzy hands #ofmd

[dusterson]

HEADCANON DUMP: Dusty-Bun and Suzie-Poo, and the Neverending Goddamn Story.

Regarding the dynamic of their relationship as a whole, I imagine Suzie had a habit of pushing Dustin out of his comfort zones concerning affection, including making him sing more often than he'd want to once they both had a stable radio connection set-up. She grew up surrounded by several loved ones and is used to an amount of affection I think would absolutely smother Dustin.

Their pet names for each other right off the bat are over the top and feel unnatural. Suzie uses the same nickname for him as his mother does. That's like if my partner called me Skippy. I'd be weirded out. But as we all know, Dustin isn't well versed on socialization's nuances. Suzie calling him Dusty-bun comes off (to me) as a direct allusion to his dynamic with mama Claudia: a female figure who is overtly loving and sees the best in Dustin, and him withholding information as well as healthy affection from the both of them.

Symbolically in media, a character in a relationship with someone who mirrors exact behaviours of the character's parent, represents the unhealthy foundations of that relationship or one of the characters specifically-- most often co-dependent. And when these types of relationships form in real life, it results in a rough break-up; the longer the bond, the harder the split.

Dustin has a maternal figure, so why supposedly seek out another one? He's not. At least not for someone to take care of him the exact way his mom does. What does he benefit from his relationship with Suzie? She's a boost to his self esteem in several categories, by season 4 she's willing to commit hella crime just to help him cheat in class. Suzie is seeking a legitimate, if a little unrealistic, romantic relationship. Dustin is majorly profiting from the relationship for ulterior motives.

Not to say he's intentionally using Suzie. This is the first relationship he's been in, and it's easier to understand in text than when truly experiencing. We all have our unhealthy behaviours, and this seems to be one of Dustin's. So with Dustin using Suzie for her intellect and novelty, and Suzie pushing Dustin into proving his love to her in emotional gestures, what we have is a time bomb of hormones and the two wearing one another down, and not realizing themselves that what they are together and do to one another is unhealthy.

But onto the topic I started writing out in the first place.

In my headcanon for him, Dustin had initially been singing Neverending Story to himself at summer camp the first time Suzie heard him, then joined in. That one time, he loved it, it made him blush and sprout all kinds of butterflies in his belly. They sang it a lot together over that summer; most of the time Dustin had fun to sing with her, and otherwise didn't mind humouring Suzie for the sake of her company.

Come the time he radios her for aid, he would have liked to sing with her again now that they were both home and so far away from one another. But that was not the time for a duet, and the duet is not for an audience. They sang it in the woods far off from the other campers, hushedly to one another in the mess hall.

This time?

He was surrounded by his friends, who knew nothing about Suzie or his relationship with her. (hell, they didn't even believe she was real. Dustin Henderson? Girlfriend? Psshhhnaw. Oh and she's pretty and smart?? Impossible.) The mall was swarming with Russian forces. An eldritch monstrosity was wreaking havoc and bloodshed.

That, was not the time. And it hurt Dustin, even long after he'd watched the mall go up in flames, the helicopters fly by, and listened to the silence of not knowing if his friends were alive that. And then Max and Lucas tease him for it. And they do not stop. It's so spread that even Will jests about it half a year later. He probably didn't sing that song much any more, if at all. This, I think would also be true for canon Dustin as it is for mine. After the events of season 4, Suzie and Dustin's relationship flourishes at first as they keep in touch over long distance as best they can. There's no longer any need for him to keep all the secrets about what lived in Hawkins, and at first Suzie fully believes him and was excited to help him for real now. However, Dustin becomes more and more secretive and short-tempered, and Suzie proves to need a much different form of romantic relationship than he can provide or be happy in. Their struggles to maintain a healthy relationship is skewed by tinted views of one another, and shattered as their spirits are both worn down by the efforts against Vecna's spreading power. Dustin didn't have the heart to genuinely bring it up to Suzie until they were used to fighting each other. By the end of 1997 they had broken up. While Suzie tried to mend at least their friendship, Dustin became extremely vicious towards her, similarly to his behaviour towards Max when Lucas bonded with her.

#dustin extended universe : HEADCANONS #long post #(hi sorry i cosplayed nonexistence for a while there i'm Trying to make the brain Do things)

[blarrghe]

12, 14, and 15 for Taren?

12. How do they show affection to someone they love?

Mainly verbally, which just fucks Dorian right up. He's an extremely genuine person in general and while he does bicker and banter with the likes of Sera, he's rarely actually sarcastic or pithy. He tells his friends he loves them regularly and is almost scarily good at heartfelt peptalks.

Honestly when I created him as a character I kind of wanted him to be that way specifically because I've always struggled with reaching out and showing genuine care (I am sarcastic and arrogant <3) and it was something I wanted to vicariously practice. As a result, Taren's very very frank and very very gentle in love. He doesn't do a lot in the way of grand gestures and probably never buys surprise gifts or little treats or any of those sorts of signs of affection, but he calls and he writes and he says what he means and he is also a hopeless romantic so when he means it he really means it.

He'll also probably do anyone he loves a favour at any cost to himself because he also has a complex about being Dependable but that's leading into another answer...

14. What attributes do they have that are inherited from their parents or shared with their siblings/other relatives?

Taren barely knew his parents. In any canon they've always died when he was about seven. He has his mother's eyes and his father's hair, if a bit less bright and curly.

When he was growing up people would say he spoke like them or laughed like them but he can't really remember. He doesn't think he inherited their dispositions, but he's mostly wrong about that. He thinks they were basically perfect and never angry, and people also used to be surprised that he was so stoic and quiet. But that was the Trauma, and also his parents absolutely both had streaks of bold righteousness to them.

They were both crafters, and he's inherited the artistic inclination; or maybe art just reminded him of them. He smokes a pipe because it was his father's and his father often smelled like elfroot. He enjoys that too, but he took up the habit out of pure imitation.

15. Are their greatest flaw and their greatest strength related and in what way? (ie very caring and helpful but a doormat, or very observant and shrewd but often paranoid)

I already did answer this but I am waxing poetic so I'll go a little more.

He's fairly optimistic and definitely a romantic, and as I was saying, he feels absolutely compelled to prove he is good and worthy and dependable. He is careful, even a little closed off, and it can take a while to gain his trust, but for someone he cares about he'd sacrifice a lot.

He's always carried a lot of responsibility and expectation, in canon where he lived out his life expecting to one day take over as Keeper, or in the Matchsies au where he's just been saddled with all the survivor's guilt. He is incredibly responsible and thorough and works very very hard. And also crashes hard. And worries too much. About everything. All the time.

#thank you for the ask! #Taren Lavellan #I love him and his tortured backstory.....

[another-lost-mc]

sfw alphabet | zekhan

content warnings: domestic fluff and intimacy; sexual content mentioned but not explicitly described; possessive/jealous behaviour; scenting/marking; mentions of previous partners/relationships; implied anxiety/insecurity.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He’s not going to be very affectionate in public, at least not when it comes to physical touch. He’s noticeably softer with you though. He gazes at you with unmistakable fondness, he actually smiles when you’re around (and not in the sly, menacing way his staff are used to) and his text messages to you are littered with pet names.

He's more affectionate and spontaneous in the privacy of his home. Lots of gentle touches as he walks past you, if you're doing some chores in the kitchen he might just have the urge to hug you from behind, or he'll turn you around for a kiss (or two or three). If he has a record playing, he might try to coax you into a slow dance with him. He knows the Devildom's popular dances and he'd love to teach you in case you both attend a party at Diavolo's castle together.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He’s a bit awkward at first. He comes off a little cold because he doesn’t have many friends and it’s hard for him to trust people and let them get to know him that well. Eventually you’ll notice the ways he tries to be more open with you where he might've tried to push you away before. It’s a lot of small, thoughtful gestures that he does for you when he wouldn't normally offer to do them for anyone else. What most people don't realize, and what you'll learn eventually, is that he’s a loyal best friend. He trusts you with his darkest secrets and his fears, and he hopes you'll do the same.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

SO MUCH CUDDLING. Once you get to a stage where he’s comfortable with physical intimacy, you’ll realize that he loves being close to you somehow. Snuggling side by side on the couch, cuddling or spooning in bed, he’s not picky as long as he can be close to you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Settling down with a partner is not really something he imagined he would have in his future. Whatever romantic notions he has usually get stomped down at soon as they resurface—he’s nervous about letting people get that close. But once you prove that you care about him and genuinely want to be with him, the thought of sharing his home with you becomes more and more appealing.

He’s an average cook and eats a lot of the same meals everyday. He doesn’t like eating at restaurants but he doesn't mind takeout or cooking for you. He won’t hesitate to try and learn how to cook foods that you like. His home is lived in and comfortable but he likes keeping it tidy.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would be very tempted to ghost you if you did something breakup-worthy that betrayed his trust or hurt him. He’ll tolerate an in-person breakup as a last courtesy. He won’t want to remain friends or talk to you. He’s going to avoid you after that.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Commitment is very important early on in his relationships, but it would take him a while before he considers proposing some sort of binding ceremony or pact. It would take him even longer to build up the courage to ask you, while he secretly hopes you bring up the topic first. He’s so scared of rejection, he won’t ask unless he’s absolutely certain it’s what you want too.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, he’s very gentle with you. He knows how dangerous he can be and the last thing he wants to do is hurt you or cause you pain.

He wears a mask of confidence that skirts the line of arrogance. He’s smart and witty and relies on a dry, sarcastic sense of humor when he talks to most people. It might seem rude or mean at first, but he tries to scare people with his cold demeanor on purpose. You realize the mask for what it is once you become friends. With you, he’s more genuine, more complimentary, and more vulnerable.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs but he’s a bit shy about being intimately touched in public. He’d rather wrap an arm around you or tuck you against his side instead. In private where hugs are not only welcome but encouraged, he holds you in a way that’s warm and comforting but firm. He can be a bit clingy and nothing helps him decompress faster than hugging you while he buries his face against your neck.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It’s going to take him a long time to say that he loves you. He will act like he loves you long before he actually says it. Part of him hopes you’ll say it first so he knows how you feel about him too. The first time he says it will probably be accidental, but depending on your reaction, he’ll either deny it/pretend it didn’t happen or he’ll say it over and over again because he's so relieved and happy.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He doesn’t get jealous easily. He’s more protective—he’s worried about you getting hurt. If you’re spending time with friends at the club, he’ll keep an eye on you personally so he can make sure no one bothers you or ruins your night. He gives you space to have fun with your friends, but you might find some messages from him later asking how your night was and making sure you had a good time. He doesn’t want to be too intrusive. All he’ll ask is that you let him know you got home safely (but he’ll always offer to drive you home himself as a way to spend time with you).

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

In public, his kisses are very chaste - a quick peck on the cheek at most. He might kiss the back of your hand when he greets you if you’re attending something as a couple like a date or party.

In private, his kisses are slower, hungrier and more passionate. He’s rarely satisfied with just one little kiss, and he can’t resist teasing you while his tongue dances across the seam of your lips. He likes nipping your bottom lip with his teeth before he stops kissing you.

He likes to kiss your face, neck and chest the most. For him, he’s most affected by kisses in the same places: on his face, on/near his ears and his chest. He gets a bit nervous if you want to show his scars special attention—it doesn’t have the same feeling or sensitivity, but knowing that you’d give them that same care and attention makes him a little emotional (in a good way).

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Zero experience, unless you count his boss. He’s never had children, doesn’t know anyone with children, and doesn’t interact with children at all. It’s not that he’s opposed to the idea of potential pups in the future, but it’s such an abstract idea that he just doesn't think about it.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He works late and will usually arrive home around the same time you’re waking up. Sometimes he’ll bring you home takeaway from that little café you like, or he’ll offer to make you something to eat while you get ready. He spends as much time with you as he can before he offers to drive you wherever it is you need to go. After that, he gets ready to sleep and curls up on your side of the bed where your scent is strongest.

If he doesn’t have to work that night, you wake up with arms around you and a softly-snoring demon pressed against you somehow. He doesn’t sleep in late but he’s more than happy to stay in bed with you if you want to sleep; he likes listening to all the little sounds you make. He reads the paper and helps make breakfast while you discuss what to do with the rest of your day.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Most afternoons are spent resting before he has to work at the club later that night. He's going to find time in his very hectic schedule to make sure he spends time with you before work: picking you up from RAD, making dinner for you (or helping you make dinner). He's always curious about your day and what your plans are for the evening. Before he goes to work, he wants to make sure you're relaxed and fed.

While he's at the club, he sends you text messages and he'll call you when he takes a quiet break in his office. If it's not a school night, he'll invite you to the club with him so you can eat dinner together in the lounge or his office before the evening crowd shows up. You're welcome to visit the club as much as you like, and the staff are attentive to your needs when Zee is busy with his own responsibilities. He'll drive you back home so he can make sure you're safe.

When he's not working, he prefers quiet evenings at home with you. He doesn't mind going out for dinner if you want, but he'd prefer to get takeaway so you can eat at his house instead. He's happy to read or do some paperwork if you want alone time to work on your own hobbies or go out with friends. Otherwise, he'd love nothing more than to curl up on the couch with you with a movie or cursed record playing in the background.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It's a very slow process to learn much about him. You'll probably learn more about Zee from other club patrons or employees (or his boss) which might form your initial assumptions about him. There are parts of his past he won't feel comfortable telling you about right away. You'll learn more about him and pick up vague hints about those things slowly over time once your friendship builds into something more. He'll share his secrets with you once he's sure he can trust you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He might be a wrath demon, but it takes a lot to cause him to snap. On the outside, he seems very calm and collected. He's not easily rattled and it takes a lot to trigger a noticeable response from him. He's usually very good at identifying his worsening moods and what he needs to work through them. He'll also make sure you know what it is he needs and how you can help him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He has an excellent memory. Part of his job is identifying security risks or flaws at the club, so once you arrive in the Devildom and start following the demon brothers to parties at The Fall, he's already done research about you on a very basic level. Every time you visit, it's a new opportunity to get to know you better. He learns your preferences for the club's music and events and he learns which food and drinks you order. The more he watches you and gets to know you, he might learn other things that aren't strictly professional: the types of clothes you like to wear to the club, how you like to dance, the types of demons you seem to favour, whether you like indulging in more sinful activities in the club's back rooms or not.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time you see his demon form. He tried to warn you it wasn't like most of the others you'd probably seen before, didn't he?

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

By the time you're in a relationship, security at the club knows that your safety is one of their main priorities. He prefers to keep an eye on you himself when he can, and he would rather leave work and drive you home than leave that task to someone else. There's not many demons he would trust to keep you safe in his place. He insists that you can call him for help with anything, no matter what time it is or if he's working or not.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He might go a little overboard with planning things because he's scared of disappointing you. He puts a lot of thought into special occasions and he likes surprising you with spontaneous gifts too, little gestures or tokens to show that he thinks about you often. It doesn't really matter what he does - he has a keen eye for detail and he knows if he wants it done right, he should do it himself. He doesn't want to be thought of as lazy or neglectful.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He's a workaholic. He doesn't have a good work-life balance when you meet him and it's a big adjustment when you eventually become friends. He might try to take on your burdens and responsibilities to help you, but he doesn't want to overstep either. Communication can resolve or prevent most of these issues from getting out of hand though.

He can be a little stubborn. He's used to being very independent and not relying on anyone else for anything. He will gladly help you with anything you ask, but asking you for help in return is something he'll struggle with because he doesn't want to trouble you.

It can be difficult for him to speak openly about his feelings. There may be times when he seems a bit guarded or cold even. It's hard not to put on that mask when he's with you because he's worn it for so long with everyone else. Negative emotions are more difficult for him to process and talk about than positive ones, so he'll try to reassure you however he can that even if he's having an off day, it's not because of you.

Depending on how you feel about Azra, that could be a negative aspect of being with him. They've been friends for a long time and that's not likely to change. He will prioritize you over that friendship in many circumstances, but expecting them to stop being friends (barring some horrible conflict between them) is not going to happen. His secret hope is that you two can be friends too.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He dresses professionally for work and wants to look confident and put-together. He's not convinced he's a very attractive demon physically. Others consider him unapproachable and a bit intimidating - he can look very serious (and honestly, a little dangerous) without meaning to. I didn't want to say resting bitch face but basically that

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Once you're in a relationship and he's made space for you in his life and his home, it'll be difficult for him to imagine you not being there anymore. if you were suddenly gone for whatever reason, he would probably go back to his former lonely existence. The comfortable silence he enjoyed before feels less welcoming now that he knows what else you offered him in its place.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He makes soft chirping noises when he's happy or relaxed. He gets a little embarrassed about it at first until he knows you're not going to tease him (meanly) about it.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn't drink Demonus/alcohol.

He doesn't like angels but can grow to tolerate them with some time and a lot of patience.

Sunlight in the human world bothers his eyes so he very rarely goes there (he tries to schedule unavoidable visits during nighttime hours only).

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

His bed and linens are an example of personal luxuries he doesn't mind splurging on. He loves big, soft, fluffy blankets to make a little nest with when he sleeps.

read more: zee's nsfw alphabet | oc masterlist | obey me masterlist

#my oc: zekhan #obey me oc: zekhan #obey me oc #oc x reader #gn!reader #x reader

[etruatcaelum]

[ @the-gray-maiden asked: ]

20. how does your muse feel about public displays of affection? would they engage in them?

SALEM.

No. Just being in public—being looked at—makes her feel viscerally uncomfortable and unsafe. She's spent millions of years with no one but herself for company, and her experience with other people has been overwhelmingly defined by violence. Even something as small as holding hands where someone else might see would be deeply upsetting for her.

OZMA.

Their comfort with public affection fluctuates from one life to the next, although they tend to be more reserved than not. Right after they're separated from Oscar, they have a brief period of wanting to just hide in complete silence somewhere nobody can find them—and as that feeling settles, it turns into Ozma being intense about their privacy.

SUMMER.

She doesn't go out of her way to engage in PDA, but she's also not shy about it.

OSCAR.

He would be so embarrassed to be caught kissing somebody, but he's fine with things like holding hands or hugging in public.

CINDER.

In the event she had a partner, Cinder would absolutely not feel comfortable with open displays of affection—but she would also unflinchingly go for it anyway if she felt like she had something to prove.

WATTS.

He doesn't pay any attention to it. Half the time, unless the participants are being truly over-the-top about it, he won't even notice.

ELAH.

His guiding philosophy is "you only live once." That this is, in his case, demonstrably not true will in no way stop him. If he likes you he is going to do his best impression of a lapdog and you will scritch the teeth behind his ears. That is a threat.

HENRIETTA.

She is the type to commentate when she sees it. Loudly.

BLAKE.

It depends a lot on her comfort with her partner and the time and place. Around friends, with Yang, she's pretty okay with PDA in moderation.

ADAM.

He is… weird about it. Emotionally, he never actually feels okay with making romantic gestures of any kind in front of people—but with Blake, he also felt like a certain amount of grand gestures and very public displays of (chivalrous) affection were just part of being in love, so he crushed down any discomfort he felt and ignored hers.

SIENNA.

She isn't stridently opposed to it, but she does feel that open affection is better kept private. In her own relationship, she would be okay with very small gestures only.

ILIA.

On the one hand, she finds it obnoxious and unnecessary and even a little gross when a couple really gets into it. But on the other, when she imagines being so in love with someone herself that kissing made the rest of the world fall away, it sounds unbearably romantic. She's aware of, and vaguely embarrassed about, this hypocrisy. She would absolutely make out with her girlfriend at a bus stop, zero hesitation.

#MAIDENS AND KINGDOMS ( hc. ) #THIS DARK THING THAT SLEEPS IN ME ( hc: salem. ) #FOND HEARTS CHARRED AS ANY MATCH ( hc: ozma. ) #THE FIRE AND THE ROSE ARE ONE ( hc: summer. ) #SUNS RUN TO SEED ( hc: oscar. ) #THE CROWNED KNOT OF FIRE ( sc: cinder. ) #THOSE WHO FAVOR FIRE ( sc: watts. ) #EVEN DEATH MAY DIE ( sc: elah. ) #THE RABBIT IN THE MOON ( sc: henrietta. ) #AS THE TOOTHED MOON RISES ( sc: blake. ) #A STAR WHERE DRAGONS BREED ( sc: adam. ) #THE OLD MOON IS TARNISHED WITH SMOKE ( sc: sienna. ) #THE MOON SEES NOTHING OF THIS ( sc: ilia. )

[elsyrel]

Arcana headcanons: main 6 and what they value/need the most in a partner

I usually don’t do this kind of stuff, but I was in the mood for writing some headcanons, lol. I want to clarify that these are the virtues the main 6 would feel more drawn towards in a romantic partner, either in a conscious o subconscious way:

Asra - trust

Asra might have many secrets, but he will always mean well. He just needs his own space sometimes, a moment alone to be introspective and put his thoughts in order. Given his reserved and secretive nature, there should be a solid foundation of trust with his partner. He won't demand blind trust from the get-go, but he might feel stifled if he has to explain every single thing he does. His partner should be understanding of his need for space, respect each other’s independence, and show the same confidence that asra shows. The worst thing that could happen in the relationship is the appearance of jealousy, control and mistrust. Their partner must show some faith in him, without second guessing him at every turn. Asra will prove that he deserves that trust.

Nadia - honesty

Nadia's life has always been full of people holding back their words in her presence. Most of his subjects tell her only what they think she wants to hear, and the rest of the nobles are manipulative and anything but sincere. Nadia needs a partner who is honest, who says what they really think, and not what they think she wants to hear. Someone who is not afraid of speaking their mind, even at the risk of disagreeing. Sweetening the pill will only frustrate Nadia, and lies will not be taken lightly. Nadia seeks insight and advice, and she will never resent a wise opinion, even if it goes against her own views. Words can be sparse, but must be direct, honest and thoughtful. In exchange for the courage and sincerity of her partner, she will always listen respectfully and attentively to their words.

Julian - courage

It may not seem like it, but Julian lives in a constant state of fear. “What ifs” fly through his head at all hours, torturing him with all the possibilities of what could go wrong. That fear is what drives him to seek the "lesser evil", sacrificing himself continuously. Therefore, Julian needs a partner capable of being brave when he cannot. Someone willing to take some risks when necessary, capable to fight for worthwhile causes, someone who can slap some sense into his head. In other words: someone who doesnt feed is fears or let him indulge in his paranoia. That courage will awake julian’s admiration, and will encourage him to step up and be brave himself. Eventually, he will accept that he cannot control all events, and that sometimes you have to assume and face some risks.

Muriel - warmth

In Muriel's eyes, the world is a cold and cruel place. He believes that you cannot expect anything good from others, and the best thing to do is retreat to a dark corner. He has experienced few kind and altruistic gestures, and suffers from a great lack of affection. That's why he needs not just kindness... but warmth. Muriel needs a partner who professes genuine affection and compassion, someone who will show him that life doesn't bring just suffering. Even the smallest displays of closeness, intimacy, and love make a big difference to him. A gentle touch, a warm smile, an understanding look... if someone is capable to show him that warmth that he needs, Muriel will consider that person not just a romantic partner, but a home.

Portia - complicity

Portia has a playful nature, so it’s just normal that she would feel attracted to a participative companion. She loves discovering new things, exploring and having fun, and what she lacks the most is someone to accompany her. Someone who is willing to get a little messy, a companion with the same sense of curiosity, someone fearless. A partner in crime. But more importantly... she needs someone who “gets her”. She needs a friend, someone who gets her jokes, with a similar sense of humor, with the same playful nature. A wink, a knowing smile, a nudge in the side, a little teasing... those things will make her melt. If she finds a collaborative companion, she will get more and more creative, assuring a life where you never get bored.

Lucio - patience

Since he loves to party, it may seem like he would feel attracted to partygoers ¿right? But Lucio... fucks up a lot. Even though he might make new friends easily, he would have a hard time keeping them, and those who are there for a good time, might not stick around when Lucio’s least attractive side shows up. On a deeper level, he would be attracted to someone who can remain calm when he cannot. Someone willing to give a second (or third, or fourth...) chance. He needs someone who will be forgiving of mistakes and be understanding while he learns to become a better person. A harsh hand will only make him defensive, and it will be conterproductive. A partner who always nags him will make him think that anything he does will be frowned upon, and eventually he'll stop listening to any advice, no matter how important. Also, he needs a partner who is not too rigid and who does not take every little thing like it's the end of the world, someone who is patient if he does something a little childish, as long as it does not hurt anyone (like getting on top of a table and making a scene). That way, when their partner really needs him to listen, he will.

#yeah lucio's is the longest cause he's my fav lol #the arcana #The Arcana Game #asra alnazar #nadia satrinava #julian devorak #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #count lucio #lucio morgasson #the arcana headcanons #headcanons #arcana #i've probably made a whole ton of mistakes #my english feels a little rusty but whatev #muriel

[jungwonenthusiast]

can i request 14 & 19 dom!Jake and female reader🏃🏻💨💨 thank you💞

A/N: i kinda got carried away with this lol forgive me

Warnings: oral and fingering (f recieving), unprotected sex, slight cum play, overstimulation

Word count: 2k

“I’m sorry baby,” Jake tries to grab your hand but you snatch it away. He pulls you into his arms and you pout.

“I thought you were gonna hang out with me today.” you say quietly.

“I am I am, I just got distracted.” he pets your hair, still hugging you. You haven’t hugged back yet.

Jake was supposed to come over and see you but he was out with the boys and forgot. It was so unlike him, and it made you pretty sad. You wondered if you were a burden to him.

“I can’t believe I got stood up by my own boyfriend.” you sigh and he looks at you, looking as sorry as ever. To be honest, you were exaggerating your sadness a bit for fun.

He kisses your forehead. “I’m sorry pumpkin. I’ll never do it again.”

“Do you promise?” you ask him and he nods confidently. “Okay fine.” you pull him in for a short kiss.

He smiles and picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He carries you to your room and plops you onto your bed. He falls down next to you and pulls you into his arms.

“I missed you,” he kisses your cheek. “You smell so good.”

You cackle. “Weirdo.”

He kisses your jaw and makes his way to your lips.

He tries to pull you into his lap but you roll away and turn your back towards him.

“Baby~” he pulls you against him. “Please don’t be mad, it makes me crazy.”

“You betrayed me.” you joke and he laughs lightly.

“C’mere, let me make it up to you.” he tugs you into his lap and pulls you in for a kiss.

Without having to think about it, your arms link around his neck and his hands find your hips.

He smiles into the kiss just like he always does and for some reason it sends tingles down your spine. You run your hand through his hair as he squeezes your ass.

“You’re easy to persuade,” he smirks and you roll your eyes.

“Maybe you’re just a sweet talker.” you kiss his jaw.

“Yeah I’d say so too,” he says smugly and you chuckle.

He pulls you in for a kiss and slips his tongue into your mouth. You can’t help but rock your hips against his. You can already feel his hard on in his jeans.

He kisses your cheek. “You’re so pretty.”

“You’re ruining the mood.” you joke.

“I can’t be romantic now?”

You roll your eyes and push your lips against his.

He holds your waist and gently lays you down onto the bed.

He grinds his hips into yours as he kisses your neck. You whimper softly, already needing him.

He smirks, loving how he affects you.

His fingers creep up your shirt, touching your waist like your skin is made of flower petals.

He was always so gentle with you, even if he was calling you a needy slut at the same time.

He pushes your shirt up and begins to pepper kisses all over your stomach he reaches around your back and unclasps your bra.

“You’re the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen.” he kisses your jaw while massaging your chest.

“As if.” you roll your eyes a bit.

He stops. “What, you think I’m lying?”

“Definitely.” you chuckle.

“Fine, let me prove that I’m telling the truth.” he kisses you softly while trailing his fingers into your shorts.

You writhe under him, impatiently waiting for his touch. He circles your clit over your underwear and you whimper.

“One touch and you’re already making pretty noises.” he smirks.

“What if I was faking it?” you definitely weren’t but you felt like playing with him today.

He cocks an eyebrow. “Where’d all this attitude come from?”

You’re about to shrug but you’re cut off by him tugging your shorts and underwear off. Your knees knock together.

“Feeling shy?” he kisses your cheek. “You were so big and bad just a second ago.”

I’ll never win, you think to yourself.

He rubs your thighs up and down and kisses your knee. “Be good and spread your legs.”

You feel yourself blush. How does he always say the right thing?

You comply and he settles between your thighs. “That’s my girl.”

He kisses your soft skin and you quiver beneath him.

“Please?” you ask, already feeling desperate.

“Usually I would give it to you right away,” he squeezes your ass. “But you’ve been a bit of a brat today don’t you agree?”

You roll your eyes. “I hate you.”

He scoffs. “Really?”

“Mhm.” you huff.

He strokes you with his thumb. “I don’t think so princess.”

You cross your arms.

“I know how much of a slut you are for me,” he caresses your face. “Just the other day I had you screaming my name.”

Your knees knock together out of shyness and he tsks you. “Don’t start acting up again, you’ll regret it.”

He collects your slick on fingers before slowly pushing two into you. You whine a little and grab at his forearm.

“See?” he says and kisses your jaw. “That feels good doesn’t it.”

You nod pathetically, already submitting to him. He must’ve cast a spell on you or something because you couldn’t help but follow his every order.

He plays with your clit with his thumb while rhythmically pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“You’re so pretty,” he kisses you right below your ear. “I love seeing you like this.”

Soon your legs begin to tremble as he continues to hit your spot just right.

“Fuck,” you moan shakily, holding onto his arm for dear life. “Please don’t stop.”

He lowers his head and gently kisses your clit. Your legs almost snap around his head but he pushes them open with his free hand.

It’s hard not to try to scooch away from him and the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving you, but he keeps you locked down under him.

You watch his tongue circle over your clit and his fingers disappear inside of you. Just the sight nearly sends you over the edge.

Right when your trembling becomes more urgent he stops and pulls away. It takes a lot to not slap him in the face.

You whine and fall onto your back.

“What?” he asks teasingly.

“You’re so mean to me.” you pout.

He chuckles and kisses you, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. “You know I love you doll.”

“Can you fuck me already?” you beg and he smirks.

He tugs his hoodie over his head and unzips his jeans. The dim lighting in your bedroom highlights every ripple of muscle in his arms and chest as he climbs over you to kiss your neck.

He rubs his tip over your clit before slowly pushing into you.

You wince from the slight stretch.

He lets you adjust for a moment. “Ready?”

You nod eagerly and hold onto his back as he steadily thrusts into you. Whines leave your lips as he hits your gspot every time.

“So wet,” he says lowly, nipping at your neck to leave a light hickey. “Did I get you like this?”

“Yeah,” you say softly. “You’re so good.”

“Just a bit ago you were saying that you hated me.” he teases. “Are you that weak for this cock?”

You nod pathetically and his hand squeezes around your throat. “Use your words sweetheart.”

“I am.” your interrupted by a moan dripping out of your throat. “Fuck, don’t stop.”

He reaches over to your nightstand and pulls your vibrator out of the top drawer.

Your eyes widen and your heart beat picks up. “How’d you know about that?”

He smiles. “You’re not as sneaky as you think you are.”

You cover your hands with your face, trying to hide the embarrassment.

He chuckles and kisses your cheek. “Don’t be shy darling, just relax.”

He switches the little wand onto low and holds it against your clit while thrusting into you. Your eyes nearly roll back and he groans from the vibration.

You scratch at his back and he chuckles. “Does it feel that good?”

You nod and kiss him passionately.

“Look at my sweet girl taking this cock so well,” he pounds his hips into yours. “Tell me how much you love it.”

“So much,” you whine. “Please don’t stop, it feels so good.”

Your eyes are wide and desperate compared to his dark and determined ones.

“God you’re beautiful,” he kisses your forehead, your heart warms from the gesture.

He ticks the vibrator higher and a high pitched moan escapes your lips.

He smiles, watching you writhe and whimper in pleasure.

Your legs begin to shut and he pushes them open again, wanting to see all of you.

Your fingers slide into his soft hair and you tug a bit. “I can’t hold it anymore.” you stutter.

“Cum for me then,” he nips at your collar bone. “Cum on this cock.”

You cry out as your orgasm flows through your body. Literally every time it’s with him it’s like you're floating in heaven. You’d give anything to be with him like this forever.

“That’s it,” he whispers. “Good girl.”

His movements slow as he moans into your neck, releasing into you.

He stays inside of you, rubbing your sides and caressing your hair as you come down from your high. He kisses your cheek before slowly pulling out of you and watching his cum drip out of your pussy.

He gently rubs your cunt. You’re so wet and his cum just made you more lubricated. Your legs begin to shake from the over stimulation and he holds you taught.

“F-fuck wait,” you grab at his arm, still trying to adjust to the sudden pleasure.

“Do you think you can go one more time for me princess?” he asks sweetly.

You hesitate for a moment and then you imagine how good it would feel and you nod.

He traces soft circles onto your clit while whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

“You’re doing so good,” he kisses your forehead.

Your whimpers get more intense and his fingers speed up.

“Oh my god,” you squeak, still holding onto him.

“Look at me sweetheart.” he says and you look into his intoxicating brown eyes. He must be some magical creature the way he could so easily persuade you. “You’re such a good slut, doing everything as I say.”

He looks down. “And look how pretty this cunt is.”

You shy away but he grabs your jaw. “Watch what I’m doing to you.”

You down to see his fingers working your clit just how you like it and his other hand coming in to slowly finger you. His fingers slide in and out of you with no problem from his cum and how wet you were.

“Don’t stop.” you whisper shakily. “Please make me cum.”

He smirks and begins to pump and curl his fingers into you at the perfect pace and pressure.

“Come on,” he encourages you as your breathing becomes more ragged. “I know you can do it.”

Your back arches and your legs begin to shake like a leaf as your second orgasm rips through you. He watches you in awe as you whine and quiver under him. His fingers slow down as he comes up to kiss you. “Such a good girl.”

You hold onto him as your heart rate slowly goes back to normal.

“You’re crazy.” you breathe out and he smiles.

“Crazy for you.” he jokes and you frown at him.

He chuckles. “Let’s get up and take a shower, that’s if you can even walk there.”

You roll your eyes, but he was probably right.

#enhypen smut #Jake sim smut #Kpop smut

[seacottons]

—ateez as boyfriends [ domestic au ]

notes: swearing. suggestive dialogue. fluff. i blame a certain someone for this, not gonna say who. @kireiwoo

— hongjoong

very caring and attentive towards you

so much so, that even his friends have complained how it isn't fair he doesn't scold you like the way he does to them

he enjoys many activities with you, such as

helping him dye his hair an ungodly color every other month

he'll insist you try experimenting with your own tresses

but you only have the courage to dye the very ends of your strands

"i don't think i can pull off that color as well as you do," you'd say.

"that's a load of bull. you'll suit every hair color."

you'll just roll your eyes playfully at his biased behavior.

other activities include getting tiny matching tattoos together.

the tiny flower and butterfly on your wrists was most likely your favorite due to its simplicity in design and the meaning behind it as well.

spontaneous dates are his favorite.

behind closed doors, he loves to constantly shower you with pecks and smooches.

often gets teased by his friends from how whipped he is for you.

randomly books vacations for you two to relax and unwind every so often.

although he enjoys it, he is a big, tired baby when it comes to traveling

always wanting to lean his head against your shoulder

or cuddling you close for warmth due to the airport's air conditioners blasting frigid air.

has written many songs about you

and when he's finally ready, he'll not only ask you to listen to them, but to also spend the rest of your life with him and share his last name as well.

— seonghwa

constant pet names

"darling."

"the sun to my stars."

"the moon to my sun."

"love of my life."

you like to call him mars, mostly.

but he revels when you call him 'twinkle eyes' for some reason.

has a habit of pulling you into his lap.

you'll subconsciously play with the strands of his hair as he does so, him being too distracted bickering with his friends to realize sometimes.

will always give you pleading looks whenever wooyoung or san tease him.

sometimes, you walk in to find wooyoung settling onto your boyfriend's back while he greedily devours the bowl of popcorn entirely by himself.

or other times when both wooyoung and san constrict his limbs with their arms whenever you're near.

"y/n can't save you now, so cut the whining."

you'll only sigh and shake your head in amusement.

"what are you guys doing to my poor boyfriend?"

"he changed the movie we were watching without our permission!"

"because i have no damn clue what's going on, and harry potter is too confusing!"

coffee dates.

loves to sleep with you tucked against his chest.

always has an arm draped around your frame.

butterfly kisses on your neck.

soft touches against the small of your back and waist.

his favorite pastime with you would be stargazing.

"baby, look. it's me, mars-io," he'd say whilst pointing up to the large, bright star in the night sky.

when it's too cloudy outside, or when the weather isn't forgiving, he'll turn on the indoor star projector he bought so the two of you can stargaze in the comfort of your own bed.

— yunho

is the epitome of romantic.

is constantly smothering you in love and affection.

always has heart eyes and admiration in his eyes at whatever small task you do or say.

rant about an ancient dynasty?

heart eyes.

bombard him with useless information about a certain abandoned island.

heart eyes.

gush about the new cute bakery that recently opened up?

heart eyes.

if you had a money jar for every time he says 'i love you', you'd have enough money to buy a plane ticket or two.

always willing to drop everything to help you with whatever it is you need.

will wake up in the middle of the night when you text him to ask if he's awake or not.

willingly stays up to keep you company.

but sometimes, when he's too tired, he'll knock out accidentally and profusely apologize to you in the morning.

very supportive of your life choices.

hates seeing you cry because it makes him want to bawl his eyes out as well.

his hugs are bone-crushing.

but he is a gentle giant nonetheless.

likes to attempt to bake pastries with you.

half of the time, the goods either turn out undercooked or burnt.

"they have love in them, that's all that matters."

will always insist that you can rant to him about anything and everything.

you've never felt so valued in your life before meeting him.

is the most understanding human being you've ever gotten the pleasure of knowing.

"i wish we were vampires," he says one day.

you give him an amused look, lips outstretched into a smile, "why, silly?"

"so we can spend an eternity together."

— yeosang

his heart flutters when you notice the smallest things he does.

it makes him feel appreciated and acknowledged.

like when he changes up his hairstyle or earrings.

or when he wears a new sweater.

a big, big softie when it comes to you.

can and will want to spend all day in your arms on his days off.

quick witted and has a knack for noticing the tiniest detail.

very shy and awkward at first.

but when he gets more comfortable as time passes on, you won't be safe from his snarky little comments anymore.

will constantly bring up the thing you said or did months ago to prove a point.

"oh, you like this flavor? three months ago you told me it tasted like vomit."

"remember that time you woke up in a rush to get to work thinking you were late, only for me to drag you back inside because it was three in the fucking morning?"

you stop mid-chew and peer up from your plate of rice.

"your point, yeosang?"

"oh, nothing this time. i just wanted to tease you."

is the type to have a mid-life crisis when you can't decide on a restaurant.

"but i don't want to eat at the chicken place again," you'll whine.

"it's been thirty minutes, and you still haven't decided what you want!"

"you're rushing me!"

"y/n! just pick!"

loves to cuddle with you, especially in the colder months.

wraps a blanket around your frame and tugs you in closer against his chest.

pretends not to understand your jokes just to spite and tease you.

loves when you cling onto him.

his favorite pastime with you would be just walking around together at night and trying out different types of street food.

or even visiting any of the local beaches for a relaxing walk together.

— san

persistently keen about whenever you feel upset or down.

he reads you better than any open book.

sometimes, it scares you, but you appreciate how he's always so eagle-eyed about your behavior.

loves to hug your head.

you allow wooyoung to crash some of your dates with san sometimes.

other times, san will whine and tell him to go find his own date.

"if y/n accepted you as a boyfriend, then you should've disclosed that i'm part of the deal as well. buy one get one free."

"as what exactly?"

"the hot, clingy best friend."

will take numerous duck-faced selfies of himself because you think they're cute.

often times, he'll ask you to mirror his expression, only for him to press his lips against yours a second before his phone snaps the picture.

likes when you kiss his dimple.

"y/n! it looks like a crater from the amount of times you've kissed it."

he likes to tease you.

a lot.

touchy.

very touchy.

always has an arm around you.

rests his chin against your shoulders.

playfully smacks your rear when you're sassy with him.

or leans in to hold your jaw whilst whispering teasing words into your ear that has you becoming docile and bothered in mere seconds.

has you wrapped around his finger as much as you have him wrapped around your own.

likes to have weekly picnics with you at the park and admires all the dogs running about.

"i should bring byeol next week. maybe she'll like to play fetch too."

"i don't think that's a good idea.."

you often find him fast asleep holding onto a plushie for dear life whenever you're away.

you'll pull it away from his arms, causing him to stir awake groggily.

he'll stare in confusion as you throw the plushie aside, before pulling you in tighter as you wriggle into his arms.

"you're softer than shiber," he'll mumble sleepily against the crown of your head.

— mingi

mingi is sometimes self-conscious around the public eye and others, but when it comes to you, those layers of fear and insecurity get stripped away instantly.

doesn't mind being vulnerable with you.

he craves affection, adores it even, but is insecure about not being able to return it well enough for his liking.

likes when you give him attention.

easily gets jealous when someone else grabs your interest.

reassuring him 24/7.

"yes, mingi. you're the love of my life."

kissing his pouting lips for good measure.

the smallest of gestures has him a blushing mess.

even holding hands in public.

when he's not being a sentimental sap, he'll like teasing you lovingly.

"wow, you have this many photos of me in your phone?"

you'll scrutinize him in confusion.

"are you that obsessed with me, y/n?"

"mingi! you told me to take half of those photos of you!"

"oh, right. i forgot."

a silence weighs down onto the two of you.

"but would you have taken them if i never asked you to?"

constantly laughs about the things you say, although you don't think you're that funny.

always seeks your approval subconsciously.

will always shield you from the rain, playfully yelling at the droplets sometimes.

"you can't make y/n wet! only i can!"

"mingi! we are in public!"

wanted to go strawberry picking because he saw a celebrity try it out on instagram live.

accidentally steps on many berries though.

"it's okay, they'll just make another plant. i did them a favor."

brags about you like no tomorrow.

even for the tiniest, minuscule thing.

"oh, i've already tried the brand of ice cream. y/n always buys that for me."

"i don't need to pay all this money for a measly slice of cake. y/n's cakes are much better."

"no, wooyoung. i'm not jealous of your new shoes." he'll lightly pinch the boy's side, "y/n and i have already bought ourselves matching pairs."

"you two are so fucking cheesy, it hurts."

when he's not bragging about you, he's boasting about himself.

but if that's what helps him raise his confidence levels up, you'll gladly sit down hours on end listening to how he has more 'swag' and 'charisma' than all of his older friends combined.

— wooyoung

teases you like his life depends on it.

says you can't get enough of him, when in reality it's the other way around.

but you let him believe whatever he wants.

but deep down he just really gets satisfied with himself if he raises your mood and makes you smile.

especially when you're not having a great day.

uses way too many emojis when texting you.

"wooyoung, why am i saved as as 'clingy bug' on your contacts?"

he'll squawk indignantly and laugh awkwardly for a second.

"who told you this lie!?"

"seonghwa?"

always wants to show off your love in front of his friends.

"no, i don't want my early birthday gift now. wait until the others show up, and do it front of them."

"but why?"

"so everyone can see how much you love me. can you also cry for good measure?"

"absolutely not."

he enjoys the dates you have in his apartment the most.

the ones where he cooks for you and asks for your help, only for him to pester you about over-seasoning or undersalting something.

"okay, fine! we'll just order take out if it tastes that bad," you pout, flinging a small piece of onion on his face.

his head instantly snaps back to eye you judgingly, fist gripping the poor spatula.

"over my dead body."

"so, y/n. how does my plating look?"

"it's beautiful, wooyoung. you've outdone y-"

"what else is beautiful?" he demands, face leaning over the table to give you a knowing grin.

you shove a piece of meat and rice into his mouth, shrugging nonchalantly.

"me."

he deflates at your answer, spluttering pieces of rice onto your face.

"jung wooyoung, you slob!"

— jongho

is the type of boyfriend to stop you in the middle of the road to tie your shoe for you.

very charming and goofy in his own way.

takes pride in himself and his abilities to cater to your every whim and need.

even when you don't ask for his help.

aggressively opens jars for you when you struggle to pry them open.

"no one messes with my y/n."

"you're fussing at a jar of pickled radish, baby."

the type to cling close to you in public in fear of any of the bicyclists or pedestrians bumping into you and harming you in any way.

sometimes acts like you're made of glass.

while it's endearing occasionally, it is a bit suffocating at other times.

doesn't believe you when you say you're tough and don't need protection.

very selfless and willing to help you with anything you need.

never one to shy away from social gatherings with his friends, always pulling you along with him despite you being shy and clingy most of the night.

also a big tease.

when you help him hold down his legs for sit ups, he asks for a smooch.

pulls away from you when you try to kiss him.

and will laugh at your pouting face as he urges you to try once more.

"stop moving, i just want to kiss you!"

after numerous tries, he finally allows you ( you truly think you over-powered him though ) to kiss his cheeks or lips.

he then proceeds to squawk loudly in retaliation and playful disgust.

although he loves teasing you, when the game is flipped the other way, he'll be a shy mess of embarrassment.

"i don't mumble your name in my sleep."

"you always do, silly."

tucked underneath his macho exterior, you know he's prone to criticism and takes it to heart much more than he likes to show and admit.

so, whenever you get the chance, you always fulfill his need to be appreciated, loved, and taken care of.

is utterly and extremely protective of you.

"who just whistled at you?" he grumbles, "i'll break their jaw like an apple, you know i will."

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[ohmyasmodeus]

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ♡

i wrote my soft asmo hcs as requested, and got addicted to writing about the boys being soft ! all the brothers just need love ♡ please enjoy, i had so much fun with this !

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

♡ 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳

✧  He’s not just touch starved, he’s touch starved. The avatar of pride doesn’t care for being vulnerable around others and doesn’t tend to notice just how affected he is by it until you show up. Even then, he initially rejects it, pulling away from any touches you offer because he wants to prove to himself that he’s better than that.

✧  But he’s not.

✧  Lucifer eventually begrudgingly accepts the touches, and is especially weak when you casually rest your hand on his arm in the middle of conversation. Normally, he would shrug off anyone else’s hands, but he lets you touch him any way you like when you’re alone together. He’s addicted to the warmth you give off when you two sit together to study, and might even lean into you unconsciously. Sit in his lap, kiss his head, any affection drives him crazy inside; just don’t mention it lest his pride takes over and ruins the moment.

✧  Lucifer doesn’t seek out your touch, if only to give off the guise of not needing it. Even in the most intimate moments, he waits for you to come to him, but it’s obvious to you how much he needs it. You savour the gentle smiles and the sweet affection he offers when you rub the tension out of his shoulders. He needs you to help him relax.

♡ 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯

✧  Mammon shamelessly craves your touch, but gets crazy flustered receiving it in any way. It’s obvious from the start that he likes the affection and knowing that you like it when he’s near. He always has to be touching you in some way— he has an arm tossed lazily around your shoulder, his knee bumping yours at the breakfast table, or his arm resting against yours on the desk during lessons.

✧  His favourites are when you cling to him. He likes being wrapped in your arms, or when you hug him from behind. Pull him into bed for a cuddle and he’ll never let you go, forcing you to stay in his arms. Comment on the way he blushes whenever you’re near and he’ll be burying his face in your hair while telling you to shut up.

✧  He doesn’t ever hesitate to ask you to touch him. His greed extends to you, and he’ll be pulling you close with a hand cradling the side of your face, making you promise that he’s the only one you’ll ever touch like this.

♡ 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯

✧  This man has never been touched in his life. Leviathan is pretty convinced that the affection he wishes for is never going to happen, so when you get up close and personal, he rejects it out of fear at first. A human touching him? Gross.

✧  Don’t take his word for it. Just lean into him and put your hands on his chest and make him feel like a man, make him feel like he can protect you and he’ll be nervously putting his own arms around you while blushing furiously. Levi loves it when you run your hands through his hair and down his sides. Hold his hand while in front of his brothers and he’ll spontaneously combust. He doesn’t understand why you’re treating him this way, but he has no room to complain.

✧  When he wants affection, he’ll do things like try to hold your hand, but immediately backpedal and stutter out excuses when you catch him red handed. He can’t ever bring himself to admit that he wants you, but you give him a little confidence booster every time you grab his hand properly and call him your sweet boy.

♡ 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯

✧  Satan just isn’t the kind of demon to be touch starved. He seems pretty satisfied with what he has and has never really thought of craving affection, but when you come along… by god, he’s smitten. You touch his hair for the first time and he’s ready to purr like a kitten, even if he’s distastefully commenting on your audacity. He’s embarrassed by it. To him, it’s like tasting something you’ve never had before and realising that it’s the one thing you’ve been missing your entire life.

✧  He loves it when you do little things like fix his bow tie and neaten his hair. You see his cheeks flush pink when you rest your head on his chest. Rub his back or kiss his collarbones and he’s all yours. Satan learns to give the affection back as well, tracing patterns into your skin and just relishing in being able to be vulnerable with someone he cares so much for.

✧  In time, despite his lack of experience with tenderness, Satan is excellent at communicating his needs. It’s clear when he waits with open arms to cuddle with you, or extends a hand so he can hold yours. He asks clearly, and always makes sure you’re comfortable with what he wants.

♡ 𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘴

✧  Touch starved would be the wrong term. Asmodeus is no stranger to touch and receives all the touching he needs. If anything, he’s starved for genuine affection and tenderness. You attract him with the depth of your personality and how genuine you always seem, the way your touches are always so warm. Asmo takes all you offer.

✧  Much like Mammon, he’s somehow touching you at any given moment. He’s a fan of the more romantic gestures like walking together with his hand in your back pocket, and likes it when you have your hands on his waist or thighs. He loves it when you rest a hand on his thigh as you use the other to focus on doing schoolwork.

✧  Asking is all too easy; all Asmo has to do is tackle you into a hug or surprise you by pulling you close with an arm around your waist, sighing about how he’s wilting from the lack of attention you’re giving him. What a horrible fate, being ignored by your own lover… But all you have to do is kiss his cheek, and he smiles like he’s fallen in love with you all over again.

♡ 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘻𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘣

✧  Beel is a big teddy bear and thrives on affection from his brothers, so naturally, he’s the same with you when you come into the picture. He takes an instant liking towards you, your disposition absolutely magnetic to him. The physical affection is gradual, with Beel slowly settling into a routine of good morning hugs and looping arms with you.

✧  He loves hugs the best! Big bear hugs where you two squeeze each other half to death, but he also likes it when you stroke his jaw and cheeks with the back of your hand. It gives him the opportunity to kiss your fingers and smile.

✧  When Beel needs affection from you, he isn’t afraid to just grab you or pull you to his side. He’s a gentleman though, and tends to ask bluntly if you want him to hold your hand or pull you into his lap like he always does.

♡ 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘳

✧  After his isolation in the attic, Belphegor is as touch starved as Lucifer is, if not more. He isn’t sure if you would ever let him touch you again after the way he treated you— but that won’t stop him from trying to squeeze into couches with and get close to you. He craves your comfort so badly.

✧  Belphie is always weak for the kind of cuddling where the both of you just seem to envelope each other, legs tangled and arms wrapped around each other tight. Massage his scalp gently or stroke the back of his neck with your fingers and he’ll be shivering and melting in your arms. He often comments on how nice you smell.

✧  Asking for affection isn’t something he does verbally or straightforwardly. Instead, he gives you the most tender, yearning gaze, taking a lock of your hair to kiss as his gaze begs you for affection. When you two sit together, he’s inching his hand towards yours to rest his pinkie finger over yours. As with all things, Belphie’s love for you is endearingly quiet.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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