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thebeesatemyknees · 7 months

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141 with a gf who has been cheated on in the past and it kind of destroyed her confidence?? Like just how they would prove themselves as true and how they would go about a relationship with her. Love your writing, friend!!!! <3

141 with a (fem)partner who's been cheated on in the past

Some headcanons about things that Simon Ghost Riley, John Price, Kyle Gaz Garrick and Johnny Soap MacTavish do to reassure you after learning that your previous partner/s cheated on you.

Word count: 1k || No warnings. || Reader: FEM reader. Pronouns "you", but feminine terms used ("missus, girl, lady") [I could make a gender neutral version too if anyone would want it!]

Simon Riley, who, half joking half serious, reminds you that he’s a difficult bastard to get close to. So you don’t have to worry. I mean, look how much time it took you to make him open up and let you become part of his life. He has a hard time openly admitting how he feels about you and how he only has place for you in his heart and mind. So instead, he jokes that you’re the only person on this planet, crazy enough to approach him. Though sometimes, when you have late night conversations, he admits in a hushed voice, that as much as he enjoyed the solitary life, leaving it behind for a lifetime with you was the best decision he's ever made.

Although he prefers to avoid crowded places, he starts taking you to pubs more often to prove that he’s right about being unapproachable. It also gives you a reason to dress up all pretty, so he can shamelessly compliment you and tease you about wanting to show you off.

If someone is silly enough to walk up to you two and try chatting him up, he immediately cuts it short, not even trying to be polite – “No, we’re alright. We’re busy.” And if they’re persistent, he uses his “Lieutenant Ghost” voice on them – “You’re interrupting my date. With my girl.” He keeps his hand on you for the rest of the night.

He asks you if he should get your name tattooed on his arm and you can’t tell if he’s joking or not. But he is dead serious. Have you seen his tattoos? Not to be judgemental, but… He wouldn’t mind tattooing your name on himself once he thinks you’re the one.

John Price, who relies on communication. He asks you to talk to him whenever something feels wrong – whether it’s caused by your thoughts or something he’s done. But he doesn’t just wait for you to bring the issue up either. He’s a true leader and he’s very observant. Sometimes he notices the heavy thoughts starting to cloud your mind before you can even cotton on. He’s also really good at reading between the lines. If you ever do that self-sabotaging thing, where you ask his opinion about other women on the street or on the internet, he immediately gives you a stern look and, without even looking at the lass you’re pointing at, gives you a lengthy pep talk. Why would he even need to form an opinion about another woman’s appearance, when he only cares about you?

He’s got the patience of a saint when it comes to you. He’s told you what he feels towards you and how you are the only one for him many times already. And he would repeat himself, over and over again. Until he loses his voice.

If he got approached by someone and offered a drink, while you’re hanging out in a pub, he would point towards you and say “I’m alright, but you can buy my lady a drink if you insist,” with a cocky smile on his face.

Kyle Garrick, who attacks you with “I love you”-s and compliments whenever you start doubting yourself. Literally. Won’t let you finish your self-derogatory comments, even if they’re well hidden in what you’re saying. Starts yelling ILYs from afar. Then once he gets closer, he grabs you and holds you close, repeating it against your ear until you laugh from the sensation. But he doesn’t ignore your worries. He often sits you down so that the two of you can have a conversation about your feelings, your boundaries, behaviours and things he can do to assure you of his loyalty.

He has pictures of you everywhere and he’s proud to show you off. There are polaroids of you alone and both of you together in his wallet, in his car’s sun visor, in the pocket of his uniform. You’re his phone’s wallpaper. He posts pictures of you on social media. Obviously, he does all that while making sure it won’t affect your safety. And as for him bragging about you, you probably learnt about that from Price. What you don’t know though, is that he went out of his way to introduce you to his captain in hopes of Price telling you how often he talks about you. And only you.

If someone tried to chat him up while he’s with you, he would give them the nastiest, most offended glare possible. He looks at them, at you, at them, at you… He throws a simple “Uhh, no thank you,” while he grabs your hand and pulls it to his chest, using it to ground himself. Before the person can even turn away, he’s looking at you with a “can you believe this shit” stare. He gets upset for the both of you.

Johnny MacTavish, who’s physically glued to you.While off duty, he doesn't give you much space for doubts or anxieties cuz he follows you everywhere. You’re going to run some errands? He’s coming with you. He’s going to run some errands? Can you please come with him…? One time, when you went to the toilet in the middle of the night, you found him sitting half-awake on the floor next to the bathroom door. Later, he can’t even explain why he did it. He wasn’t even fully conscious. It was pure instinct – you go, he follows.

He takes you to buy matching rings. You can take your relationship at your own pace, but others don’t have to know it. He’s more than happy to pretend to be already married to you. Especially when he’s deployed away from home. And when he comes back, he proudly shows you a tan line on his ring finger, proving he’s been wearing it the whole time.

If someone approaches him and offers him a drink, he scoffs and tells them that HIS MISSUS can buy him his drinks just fine, thank you very much. If you’re there with him, he turns to you and, before the person can walk away, he starts playfully flirting with you, saying you can take him home if you buy him a drink. If you’re for some reason not there, he immediately calls you (or at least texts you if he’s with the lads) and proudly tells you about how clever his response was.

I hope that some loose headcanons like these are alright.

Also, if this happened to you – I'm really sorry and I wish you all the best! And if anyone needs to hear it: remember, the fault is never in the person who got cheated on but the one who cheats. Screw them. You deserve to be treated kindly.

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tokoumaru · 1 year

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★ liyue boys' voicelines about you!

feat.childe, zhongli, xiao tags. headcanons, fluff, gender neutral reader, established relationships (for childe and zhongli) word count. 1.9k tw. mentions of fights on childe's part and light injuries on xiao's part.

synopsis. genshin impact boys and their in-game voicelines about you!

voicelines series. part 1: liyue, part 2: mondstat, part 3: inazuma, part 4: sumeru

childe/tartaglia

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

(Y/N)? You mean my assistant? Are they finishing up the paperwork I assigned them? Tell me comrade, what might they be doing on this fine day? It's been such a long time since I've last seen them! What do you mean you saw us together by the harbor just last night? Well, aren't you quite keen... To tell you the truth, they're one of my most formidable opponents. They're quite adept at the bow- not as adept as me of course. As for why we spend so much time together... heh, they just so happen to be a close ally of mine.

More About Tartaglia: Closest Companion (Friendship Lv. 5)

There isn't many you can trust while working in an organization like the Fatui, *sigh* especially when most your coworkers are cunning Harbingers. Aside from being my assistant, (Y/N) is one of the only few people I can trust wholeheartedly. They've accompanied me throughout the many battles I've fought, and though they might not be as great of a warrior as me- a given, they're quite the entertaining sparring buddy... when they start getting serious, I can't help but feel a few tingles crawl my back when I see their malicious eyes directed at me.

More About Tartaglia: Childhood Friends (Friendship Lv. 6)

Morepesok was just a small village, everyone knew of each other and their grandparents... (Y/N) had been my only friend back then, before and after I ventured deep into the abyss. Teucer, Tonia, and Anthon just love them! Though, I have to admit I do get a bit jealous of my siblings when they steal their attention for quite awhile. Aside from my family, they may be the only good memories I have of that seaside town. Every spontaneous battle I win, every rash decision I make, they're somehow always there to make things better... the taste of victory could never feel better without them by my side. I'm truly thankful that they've stuck by me for so long... I'll protect them no matter what.

About You: Lovers (Friendship Lv. 10)

(Y/N)... my lover? You could tell from the sound of my voice when I was talking about them? Hah, was I too obvious? Well, It wasn't like I was trying to hide it from you, comrade. It's true, we've been lovers for quite awhile now, and I wouldn't have it any other way! They're quite the sweetheart, I'm sure I've told you about how they accompanied me throughout my entire life. Hmm... You don't get how they could stay with someone like me for so long? What exactly do you mean by that, comrade? Simply put, it's because they love me and I love them of course! And if they do happen to think of leaving… well, as if I'd let that happen. Comrade, one day I will conquer the world, and you'll see my dearest (Y/N) right beside me. If it just so happens that they aren't there to see it... I'll make it so that there won't be any world, person, or god left for anyone to conquer, and not even you can stop me.

zhongli/morax

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

There is a small flower shop of the highest quality residing in the outskirts of Liyue Harbor, there lies a quiet but passionate vendor that goes by the name (Y/N). Ever since I had surrendered my duties as the Geo Archon, they have helped me acclimatize to 'mortal' life greatly. Though I may have overseen Liyue's growth to prosperity from the very beginning, there are still some mortal nuances that are lost on a being as old as I am. I truly appreciate their presence and ever-lasting kindness for a newcomer such as I.

More About Zhongli: Favorite Places (Friendship Lv. 5)

I often spend my days at Wangsheng Funeral Parlour, working there as a Consultant for those departed. Although, in rare moments in which I am freed from my duties, you may also find me at Third-Round Knockout or Xinyue Kiosk enjoying a few Liyuen delicacies. Hmm? (Y/N)? The flower shop right next to Wanmin Restaurant? Ah, yes... perhaps I do spend a generous amount of my time there… Just how exactly do I spend so much hours in such a quaint flower shop, you ask? Well, there is only one possible thing one can do in a such a shop— that is to purchase flowers of the most beautiful kind. For who? ...It seems you're quite the curious individual, my friend.

More About Zhongli: The Past and the Future (Friendship Lv. 6)

Although I've resigned myself to 'mortal' life, the memories of acting as Liyue's longstanding Archon are ones that I can never bring myself to leave in dust. There is a flower shop on the outskirts of Liyue Harbour, I am sure you have seen me frequent the quiet place beforehand... May it be Violet grass, Qingxins, Silk flowers, or even rarities such as Glaze lilies, you may find it there. For someone who has lived as long as I have, each object- each flower- has become a reminder of times long ago. Whenever I visit the serenic shop, I cannot help but halt and reminisce about friends whose memories, both pleasant and unpleasant, only live in the flowers they used to love... Deciding to live as 'Zhongli', even if the task may pose to be quite difficult, I have promised to put these matters behind me, such as my contract dictates... Though, looking up from the nostalgic flowers to see (Y/N)'s auspicious smile never fails to remind me that, perhaps, there may still be more to discover for someone such as I, who has possibly witnessed everything there could be.

About You: Lovers (Friendship Lv. 10)

As the longstanding 'God of Contracts', there are many contracts that hold great importance to me. Though, in the centuries I've lived up until now, there is one that reigns above all. The contract with my dearest (Y/N) is one that I hold most close to my heart. What sort of contract, you ask? It is one where only the closest of partners can enact, in mortal terms you may call it 'matrimony'. For someone who has lived through a millennium, I was quite hesitant to proceed with this sort of contract, after all, it was a contract that requires one to dedicate a life's worth of time. However, once I saw (Y/N)'s optimistic eyes at the slightest mention, perhaps I already knew of their answer. Since then, there has not been even the slightest feeling of regret at my decision to dedicate my mortal life to them. Each moment I spend with my dearest is one I will treasure greatly. They listen to each of my long tangents about the history of Liyue with ease... It would provide great relief if I were to spend my last moments in this world by their side.

xiao/alatus

About You (Friendship Lv. 4)

(Y/N)... It's hard not to know of a persistent mortal with such great tenacity. Unlike other mortals, they seem to lack a sense of danger and most especially, a sense of boundaries. Hmph... their irritating gesture of offering me a plate of Almond Tofu every night is not necessary for a Yaksha such as I, who does not need sustenance to live. They truly have no respect for the ways of the Adepti...

More About Xiao: The Ways of the Yaksha (Friendship Lv. 5)

As the last remaining Yaksha, it is my duty to conquer the demonic spirits that plague the outskirts of Liyue. This responsibility is one that I have been assigned to from the moment I had been saved by Rex Lapis. Though I've dealt with the subject of death for centuries, the karmic debt it brings me only weighs heavier on my shoulders... Yet, that tenacious mortal... (Y/N)... why is it that the weight of my debt disappears in the uncommon moments I speak to them? Tch... it doesn't matter. The karmic debt I’ve accumulated is my burden to carry. A mere mortal could never alleviate nor withstand it... especially not a fragile one such as (Y/N).

More About Xiao: Human Emotions (Friendship Lv. 6)

I'm far from human. I can't make much of human emotions... why does that mortal- (Y/N), go such great lengths to form a bond with me? I do not understand why they persistently come back to Wangshu Inn after I've deliberately ignored their advances... There was one night where their absence caused me a great amount of trouble. At the balcony of Wangshu Inn, the table in which they had often offered me their Almond Tofu was empty. At the same time, I had sensed a great deal of demonic energy at the mountains of Qingyun Peak. Tch... That fragile mortal was caught up in a losing fight between two Mitachurls. How could they be so stupid. I was about to leave once I had ascertained their safety, yet with such audacity did they grip my wrist just to simply give me a single Qingxin flower. How childish. The gesture was completely unnecessary, it was only burdensome. I cannot save them from danger each time they decide to offer me a measly item. This flower tied to my belt? Hmph. I... forget it.

More About Xiao: Human Emotions II (Friendship Lv.7)

(Y/N)... Why does their presence stir such a storm within me. Yakshas have no need for trifling pests such as emotion. I can't fathom why I… greatly desire their company. Hmph, I have no time for such distractions when the perpetual battle I face continues on... Yet, why does the weight on my shoulders only grow heavier when I continue to ignore their presence? Traveler, as you are the closest to mortals, tell me, what must one do to get rid of this burdensome feeling… I can't? What do you mean, I can't? You mean to tell me... the only way to rid of this emotion is to face (Y/N)? Tch. Impossible. A Yaksha who is burdened by a great weight of karmic debt could never sit next to a fragile mortal such as themselves. It is my duty to protect the citizens of Liyue, not bring death upon them caused by my karmic debt. Me? Worried? Ha. Do not judge adepti by your mortal ideals. I am only doing my duty as a protector of Liyue.

About You: Lovers/Companions (Friendship Lv.10)

The mortal concept of emotions- especially love, is something foreign to a Yaksha such as I, who has only known death. The night in which I asked you what I was feeling for (Y/N), Morax- or as he now goes by- Zhongli, had travelled to Wangshu Inn. He had come by just to inform me of his 'matrimony' with a mortal... it had stirred such confusion within me to see such a soft look on his face. Tell me, was that what I looked like when I spoke of (Y/N)? Before he left, Morax told me that it wouldn't hurt to indulge in mortal desires now that Liyue was capable of standing on its own... Although I am an inhumane Yaksha, the feelings that arose whenever I saw (Y/N) were too intense to dismiss... When they asked me to be their 'lover', there was nothing else I could do but agree. Do I regret it? Hmph. Adepti such as myself don't feel emotions akin to regret... perhaps they may feel emotions such as love, unfortunately.

a/n. tbh this was so hard to write... HELP it was very hard to try and make these voicelines actually sound like them! i had to actually use my brain for once... I TRULY APOLOGIZE IF IT WAS OOC (heavy on xiao)! HELP i think its obvious that xiaos my favourite... but it was also because I didn't know how to make him have a loverasdhjsds. also whenever I typed in the phrase about you I couldnt help but start singing the 1975's about you hehe

#✧.* genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #childe #childe x reader #childe imagines #childe fluff #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli imagines #zhongli fluff #xiao #xiao x reader #xiao imagines #xiao fluff

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scatteredskittless · 2 months

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hello!! i saw you wanted requests and I was wondering if you would be willing to write some platonic headcanons for the Hazbin Hotel crew with a reader who has chronic pain. (i totally get if you don't want to) thank you so much and I'm excited to see what you write in the future 😺

Hazbin Hotel Crew x Chronic pain having! GN! Reader

A/n: tysm for the request !! This is my first time writing something like this so I hope it’s okay :3 (if there’s anything I got wrong, please correct me)

Warnings: Mentions of chronic pain and disability (but like.. that’s pretty obvious lol)

Fluff✔️ Comfort✔️ Angst❌ Smut❌

‧₊˚✧ Alastor ✧˚₊‧

📻𖤐 After a while of Alastor observing you, as he does with most, he’d notice your body language and think the way you acted was a bit odd…

📻𖤐 Not in a bad way, he just didn’t understand at first why you sometimes visibly look like you were in pain or even just hobbling around to get somewhere

📻𖤐 it definitely raised his brow…

📻𖤐 Before actually approaching you and asking you about it, I’d like to think he made one of the egg boiz spy on you like he did in that one episode 😭😭

📻𖤐 I don’t know what he was expecting though. The only somewhat valuable piece of information he gathered from what the little talking egg had told him was that it saw you taking pain medication. Which did not narrow it down at all and not much of his curiosity had been quenched quite yet..

📻𖤐 So, one peaceful and early morning in the hotel, he decided it’d be best to just ask you about it.

📻𖤐 “My dear, are you feeling alright? You look to be quite discomforted…?” He’d ask casually as he took a sip from his coffee mug, one brow raised and his eyes fixed on yours, pretending like he hadn’t noticed this before today.

📻𖤐 After a chat, he was informed you had something called “chronic pain”. He asked a few questions, nodding when he got the answers and once he was satisfied, he walked off back to his quarters in the hotel.

📻𖤐 After all, he had so much research to do.

📻𖤐 Adding onto that last once I do feel as though Alastor would do more research on it when you decided to tell him about your condition.

📻𖤐 Mostly for his own benefit of learning something new since he hadn’t heard of this before… but it came in handy if you ever needed a bit of a helping hand.

📻𖤐 Like, if you happened to have a flare up or just a particularly bad day he’d sit with you and made sure you rested up.

📻𖤐 He wouldn’t verbally express it but he did take pity on you. How unfortunate you were in constant agony.

📻𖤐 He is a sadistic little fuck though so he’d probably find it mildly entertaining or at the very least fascinating to see what’d make you tick or was a challenge for you

📻𖤐 Although he’d try to be careful not to push you too much.

‧₊˚✧ Angel Dust ✧˚₊‧

🕸️ᥫ᭡ We all know Angel Dust doesn’t have much of a filter so it wouldn’t take him long to ask you why you could barely stand upright for too long or look like you’re genuinely struggling all the time.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ In fact, he’s more perceptive than people would like to think he is. He noticed it shortly after you two had met.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ He’d probably come off a bit strong, saying something along the lines of “toots? Ya alright over there? Ya don’t look so uhhh.. you don’t look too hot.” As he gave you a one over.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ You could tell he wasn’t trying to be insulting to you though, he was just concerned and wanted to know what was troubling you. It showed ever so slightly on the spiders face.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Once you explained to Angel your condition he felt bad. Like, huh? Whatdoya mean you sometimes have trouble even getting outta bed in the morning because of how much pain you’re in?? Sometimes you neglect your own basic needs because you’re in constant pain?

🕸️ᥫ᭡ As he tired to wrap his head around the thought, he’d ask if there’s anything he could do to help. Of course though, there wasn’t much he could do.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ From that day on, Angel would try to make things at least a little easier for you. You had earned the title of his friend, after all. Why would he let his friend suffer alone?

🕸️ᥫ᭡ He loves to cook and is pretty good at it so expect a few homemade meals on him at least a few times <3

🕸️ᥫ᭡ If you ever had a flare up you better fucking believe he’d sit there with you and just talk. He rambles like an old man lol

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Also 100% has movie nights with you with both of you guys’ favourite snacks.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Oh and of course his pig Fat Nuggets would be joining you two

🕸️ᥫ᭡ And thankfully the little guy adores you. Which gains some points with Angel

🕸️ᥫ᭡ The piggy would crawl into your lap if you were up for it. He’s pretty light and his oinks and squeals are bound to make you crack a smile

🕸️ᥫ᭡ Angel is no stranger to feeling pain, so he knows how much it sucks.

🕸️ᥫ᭡ That’s why I believe he’d be one of the best people to tell. You’re his friend and wants to make sure you’re okay as possible.

‧₊˚✧ Husker ✧˚₊‧

🍺🃁 Husker, much like Angel, would notice almost immediately that something was up with you…

🍺🃁 At first Husk couldn’t place it. He just knew that he didn’t often see you standing up straight for long periods of time and that you looked like you were constantly unwell.

🍺🃁 Was it just bad migraines? He’s never really seen you drunk before so it’s not like it could be really bad hangovers.

🍺🃁 Plus, this has been going on since you arrived here so that seemed highly unlikely.

🍺🃁 Husk was the type of guy to keep it to himself though. If it didn’t concern him, why bother saying anything about it?

🍺🃁 One day though, you sat yourself down at the bar and asked for some water. This time however, you looked worse than usual, practically doubled over as you stared down at the bar.

🍺🃁 Even though Husk usually kept his mouth shut.. he couldn’t help but ask if you had a headache or something and if you needed some migraine medication.

🍺🃁 He wasn’t heartless.

🍺🃁 When you shook your head no slowly and told him you were just having a “flare up” he asked what you meant to which you gave a brief explanation of the condition you have.

🍺🃁 Suddenly, it all made sense. That’s why you looked like you were constantly in pain. It’s because you were.

🍺🃁 He slid you the ice cold water gently and observed you for a few moments before going back to wiping the glasses as he spoke to you.

🍺🃁 “If you need something don’t be afraid to ask for it.” He’d say, his deep voice trying to be as comforting as it can while also maintaining somewhat of a nonchalant tone.

🍺🃁 Then, after that, it became routine for you to sit at the bar with him.

🍺🃁 He definitely wasn’t complaining. It was nice getting to know you and since you had a place to just sit and rest, he got to see you more often.

🍺🃁 you swiftly became good friends with him and he was pretty helpful when it came to your condition.

🍺🃁 he’d do his best to check up on you often :)

‧₊˚✧ Vaggie ✧˚₊‧

🗡️☪︎ Vaggie heard about your chronic pain from Charlie so there wouldn’t be a need to tell her about it lol

🗡️☪︎ I have a feeling she’d be a little awkward with attempting to help you out…

🗡️☪︎ Like it’s not like she can really make you feel better so it’s a bit of a struggle for her..

🗡️☪︎ But she does try her best though because she cares about you. You’re her friend.

🗡️☪︎ After a few motivational words from Charlie she’s good to go, attempting to comfort you.

🗡️☪︎ I have a feeling she’d try to help by grabbing you stuff you wanted or needed and chatting with you.

🗡️☪︎ She’s actually quite fun to converse with, she’s pretty sweet when she wants to be and can hold good conversations :))

🗡️☪︎ She’s a good listener so if you wanted to vent or just had something on your mind, she’d listen.

🗡️☪︎ During flareups, Vaggie would just stay by your side and wait it out with you, if you needed anything, she’d be on it and would be back pretty fucking quickly too 💀

🗡️☪︎ Would put a random show on if you wanted a distraction and might let you rest your head on her shoulder if you so desired

🗡️☪︎ I can’t think of much else for her other than the fact she’d try her best. Maybe mess up a few times but ultimately she means well and tries to be as understanding as she possibly can be <33

‧₊˚✧ Charlie ✧˚₊‧

⭐️☀︎ The first thing you did when you arrived at the hotel was inform the very excited daughter of Lucifer that you had chronic pains so you might have to take it a bit slow when showing you around the Hazbin Hotel..

⭐️☀︎ And of course, Charlie being who she was, was very understanding and accepting of that fact.

⭐️☀︎ She’d heard about your condition before so making accommodations for you wouldn’t be an issue

⭐️☀︎ She’s a sweetheart so quite literally your biggest supporter

⭐️☀︎ Like, oh? You need something??Ohmygodwhydidntyoutellmesoonerhereitis :33

⭐️☀︎ Much like Vaggie, she’d sit and talk with you during your flareups

⭐️☀︎ Maybe make you a tea and discuss future plans and such for the hotel to get your mind off of things. Works sometimes surprisingly enough.

⭐️☀︎ She’s nice to talk to, very comforting vibes

⭐️☀︎ But it may get a bit annoying how many times she asks if you’re sure there’s nothing she can do to make your pain go away somehow lol

⭐️☀︎ Or even just how many times she asks if you need something. “Do you need anything? No? Are you sure? Okay…. But are you really sure?”

⭐️☀︎ Might stress herself out on occasion over it tbh😭🙏

⭐️☀︎ But she only means well, you know that.

⭐️☀︎ Her cat Keekee I’m sure would love to cuddle, the cute cyclopean kitty pushing its forehead against your hand for pets (only if you’re up to it, of course.)

⭐️☀︎ Asides from Angel, Charlie would definitely be the best person to tell in the hotel because like… genuinely she just wants to help In any way she can lol

‧₊˚✧ Niffty ✧˚₊‧

🧼𐙚 Niffty is quite blunt as well, very out there and doesn’t really think before she speaks half of the time it just kinda comes out 😭

🧼𐙚 So.. she’d probably take one look at you, and ask why you’re in pain.

🧼𐙚 To which you’d explain to the little one eyed maid your condition, she’d think about it for a moment before asking a shitload of questions about it to which you answer :))

🧼𐙚 Other than that I don’t think Niffty would like… really do much?

🧼𐙚 Maybe clean for you

🧼𐙚 But there’s not much else she would do, realistically, she might forget about it and then ask again. Once you remind her she remembers tho lol

🧼𐙚 During your flareups I do believe like the others she’d sit with you for a while…

🧼𐙚 Before spotting a roach and scurrying off to go take care of the pest. Once done, she’d come back and the cycle repeats.

Please do not repost, translate, or plagarize any of my fanfictions/writing/headcanons without permission ◟( ˃̶͈◡ ˂̶͈ )◞

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#husk x reader #alastor x reader #angel dust x reader #vaggie x reader #charlie morningstar #charlie morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin hotel comfort

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ohthewh0rror · 5 months

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I’VE DUG TWO GRAVES FOR US, MY DEAR.

˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ prompt — “Can I request Tom riddle x (fem!) reader angst? Basically, they have been trying for a long time to have children, but haven’t succeeded. So, to have an heir, Tom gets Bellatrix pregnant and obviously hasn’t told reader. Reader finds out shes pregnant and goes to tell Tom and show him the pregnancy test, but right outside his study she hears him ask Bellatrix „how is my heir doing? Is my child healthy?“ and reader drops the test in front of his study, where Tom finds it later, and leaves.”

Part 2

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader

Word count: 3.6K

A/N: “but baaaabe, she doesn’t even mean anything to me” and for him he MEANS it, that’s the worst part. Oh god I’m going to be sick. I headcanon him as loyal and now he’s out here embarrassing me. Anyway, thank you to my best friend Madie for helping me choose the right ending for this and for proof-reading for me. To the requester: I didn’t take the suicide route bc that’s a very sensitive topic that I have personal ties to. But yeah, if anyone wants it I’m 100% down to write a part 2 to this.🖤🖤

You felt wrong.

Well, not exactly you, just something felt wrong. You felt on edge, tense, like you were just waiting for the galleon to drop. There was no explanation for the way you were feeling, at least not one you could think of. But you couldn’t help but feel on edge, your mind racing as you resisted the urge to continuously look over your shoulder throughout the day.

You had hoped that the feeling would be gone by the end of the day, but as you sat with Tom having dinner the feeling was still there. You wanted to hide it from him, but you just knew he could see the slight shake of your hand as you poked mindlessly with your fork at the food in front of you. Though, either out of courtesy to you or him just not wanting to deal with it at the moment, he didn’t ask.

No, it wouldn’t be until the two of you had gotten into bed for the night that he would.

As you settled into bed, you felt Tom’s arm wrap around your waist, pulling you close. While you would normally welcome this, as it was rare that Tom would hold you in such a way, the unusual action added to your sense of unease. You felt his lips press a kiss just behind your ear before he asked, “there’s something bothering you, what is it?”

You didn’t know how to tell him, or if you even wanted to tell him. You didn’t want Tom to think negatively of you, to think you were officially losing it, but a part of you knew Tom wasn’t going to drop it. What Tom wanted, Tom got, one way or another. So, reluctantly, you told him.

“I’m not sure, I just don’t feel right, not in a sick way but—,” you paused, mentally kicking yourself for admitting it out loud, “I feel as if something bad is about to happen, something very bad.” Tom said nothing, but you could feel his hold on you tighten just a fraction. There was a few seconds of silence before Tom finally spoke again, “I see, I’m sure you are alright, you probably just need to rest.”

You know this was his way of comforting you, but it did nothing to help how you felt. You tried taking his words to heart though, and forced yourself to relax, attempting to get some sleep.

6:23 am.

You stared at the ticking hands of the clock on the wall, watching them dutifully count the time, hoping the dullness of it all would help you fall back asleep. It did nothing to help you, though, and instead just aided in helping your mind wander. You went through every possibility, until you were left with two options.

Tom was up to something… or you were pregnant. You didn’t want to think of the first option, it was a thought that left you upset even considering, but he had been distant for the past 4 months. He did not treat you any different, but he seemed… distracted. Where he once did not mind if you opened his letters for him, he now tightly guarded them. You tried asking him why, but he said it was to protect you if things went bad. He attempted to explain your worries away, saying he did not want you implicated in anything he was up to.

Not to mention he was out the house more— Death Eater business, he tells you. Always that. It almost made you angry how much time he spent working towards his grand scheme when all you wanted was just some of his time. At first you tried to push back on it, but soon realized it did nothing to sway him. Tom did what he wanted, regardless of the feelings of others.

Despite all this you refuse to accept Tom may be up to something behind your back. He was your husband, and he loved you, even if he did not express it often. So that left you with one conclusion: you’re pregnant.

It was a possibility that had been hanging in the back of your mind, but not one you wanted to genuinely entertain. After years of trying and it being false alarms have left you with nothing but negative feelings towards the process of finding out. You did not want to get your hopes up once again, as each negative was becoming more and more unbearable.

You couldn’t just rule it out without taking a test though, so you had no choice but to do so. Not wanting to go to a healer and have them check on you magically, you decided to instead go about it the muggle way. You had heard during your younger years, while at Hogwarts, that muggle women had measures of finding out on their own in the comfort of their own bathroom. So that’s what you set off to do, after getting dressed of course.

Entering muggle London, it was hard not to stick out. While you tried to dress as casual as you possibly could, you knew there was still something off about how you dressed. No one seemed to mind though, letting you walk through the busy streets without much more than a double take. It didn’t take long for you to find what looked like a small store, you hoped to Merlin that they had what you needed.

As you walked around the small shop, you realized what you were doing was beyond ridiculous. You were truly out of your league as you browsed the aisles looking for what you needed. You were beginning to get frustrated when you heard a feminine voice from the left, “excuse me, miss, can I help you find something?”

You paused, stopping midstep, turning your head to look at who was speaking to you.

The girl, who couldn’t have been any older than 19, seemed to be a shop attendant. She had on what you could only guess was typical muggle attire, and a vest with the name of the shop on it. You nodded, “yes, I need the test that will tell me if I’m pregnant or not.”

The shop girl gave you a look, and you began to worry more that you were sticking out far too much. “You mean a pregnancy test?” She asked. “Yes, that,” you replied, hoping she would just show you where it was and stop talking to you. Thankfully she seemed to have read your mind, gesturing you to follow her. She took you to the aisle furthest back in the store, pointing out the shelf that was filled with a dozen different options. You thanked her, and she left you alone with all the different tests.

Looking over them all you picked the one you thought would be best, but as you held the test you had a revelation, ‘I have no muggle money’. You froze, now weighing your options. You could leave and convert the money, coming back at a later time, or you could just…take it. Leaving was the morally correct choice, but just taking it was the more tempting one as it would save you the trouble of explaining to Tom why you needed muggle money if word got back to him.

So, looking around and making sure no eyes were on you, you silently cast a spell, hiding the box from any prying eyes. As you walked out the store you couldn’t believe what you had done. Stealing? From a muggle establishment? How scandalous! As you walked down the street you shook your head, banishing the thought from your mind. You didn’t have time to worry about the ethics of stealing from muggles. You needed to know if you were pregnant.

Thankfully, it was a little easier to find a place to use the restroom. You sat on the toilet, reading the box, and the instructions seemed easy enough. You followed them exactly before capping the test, holding it in a way where the results faced away from you. You didn’t want to see the results, too scared of it being negative once again. After what you considered an appropriate amount of time, you flipped the test over.

Positive.

‘It’s wrong, it has to be,’ you thought to yourself as you eyed the muggle pregnancy test. The test was wrong, it’s a defective muggle device. You’d make an appointment with the healer as soon as possible until you could confirm it for sure and you’d keep it a secret from Tom until then. You didn’t want to tell him, only for it to be a false positive and get his hopes up fruitlessly.

So, you wrapped the test tightly and tossed it in the bin. Washing your hands, you made your way out of the muggle establishment, and to an empty corner before apparating to the edge of yours and Tom’s property. You stood there for a moment, taking in the site of your shared home, wishing you had some calming draught on hand.

You knew as soon as Tom saw you he’d know something was wrong. Tom had always said you weren’t a very good liar, and you knew with the state you were in right now that if he tried to pry your secret would come tumbling out before you had the chance to stop it.

You couldn’t stand out here all day though, the November air was more than chilly, and you were going to freeze if you didn’t go in soon. You took a steadying breath and walked forward with your head held high, taking your time to get to the doors, attempting to look casual. You were halfway up the set of stone stairs leading up to the front doors, when they began to open. For a split second you felt yourself panic on the inside, thinking maybe it was Tom who came to greet you, until your house elf Poppy came into view.

“Welcome back, madam,” the little elf said, ushering you in.

“Hello, Poppy,” you said. You had never been happier to see a house elf in your life. As Poppy shut the doors behind you, and she ushered you to the dining room, she informed you that Tom had already left for the day, leaving you to have breakfast alone. Normally that would have left you disappointed, you and Tom made sure to always eat breakfast and dinner together, and this would be the first time in a long time that you ate alone. But, after the morning you had, you relished in the absence of conversation.

“Poppy, please make an appointment for me with a healer,” you asked, sitting down at the dining table. Poppy nodded wordlessly before leaving you to go make the appointment.

It was a week later that you found yourself sitting in a sterile room, awaiting the results. You wanted so desperately for it to be true. You’d never recover if you found out the test had lied. Tom still didn’t know about the possibility of your pregnancy, but then again, it wasn’t hard to hide it from him with how busy he’d been this past week. And seeing as your mind was preoccupied, you hadn’t pushed on what had him so busy.

Just as your mind began to drift from boy names, to more feminine names, the door to your right clicked open. The healer gave you a bright smile, greeting you. The forced politeness left a bad taste in your mouth as you just wished for the results so you could get home. You gave a tight-lipped smile back, and a similar greeting. The healer stopped in front of you, flipping one of the papers up, quickly reading its contents before looking at you once again.

“Well, Mrs. Riddle, it seems you certainly are pregnant!” He congratulates you, before explaining how far along you seem to be and that he needs you back in a month. You’re still in a daze when he hands you the paperwork, telling you your diagnosis and other information regarding your pregnancy. It feels too good to be true, and you’re not sure if you should laugh, cry, or do both as you leave the office.

You’re pregnant. You’re actually pregnant. You walk down a secluded alley, casting the muffliato charm as you buried your head in your hard, a soft cry erupting from you. You both had tried so hard for so long and it’s finally happening, you are finally having the child you both wanted. You let yourself cry from the overwhelming feeling of happiness for a moment longer before collecting yourself. You needed to tell Tom, you knew this was just the news he needed.

Tom was working from home today, something you had never been so happy about before today. It made the process of talking to him much easier than if he left to Merlin-knows-where to do what he needed. But, as you walked up those stairs to the hallway that his office was down you felt your heart plummet.

Tom was here, but so was another woman.

You quieted your steps, hoping to figure out who the woman was and what they were talking about. It was difficult as the door was mostly shut and they were talking in hushed tones. But, as you stepped off the stairs and into the hallway you recognized the voice of the woman immediately.

Bellatrix Lestrange.

A woman that you held more than just disdain for. She is the only female Death Eater Tom has recruited, and not only that, she was his second in command. While Tom didn’t see any of his Death Eaters as true equals, even you knew he seemed to favor her over the rest of them. Bellatrix seemed to revel in this fact, and despite being married herself, her loyalty seemed to lay more with your husband than her own. She did whatever Tom asked, no matter what it may be, without even a hint of resistance. You truly believe if Tom asked her to kill herself, she would do it without hesitation.

As you walked closer to the door they seemed to have stopped talking, but before you could knock and let yourself be known, you heard something that knocked the breath out of your lungs.

“You had a check-up last week, did you not? How is my heir?” Tom sounded casual, as if he was asking Bellatrix about the weather. His heir? His heir? Your mind was sent reeling as you began to hyperventilate. You quietly backed away from the door, walking as silently but also as quickly as you could away. But, as you turned to leave you nearly tripped over your own two feet, the papers you were holding falling to the ground. In your distress you left them, not being bothered to pick them up, as you caught yourself and hurried down the hallway intent on putting space between yourself and the cracked office door.

You found yourself in a guest room on the other side of the house, away from Tom and Bellatrix, away from the source of your heartbreak. You sit on the edge of the bed, and cast the muffliato charm for the second time today. After you cast the spell, you finally let yourself feel completely. Your heart shatters into tiny crystallized bits, the shards of it dig into every crevice of your sternum, leaving you clutching at your chest as it pierces your lungs and esophagus. Your chest and throat have an indescribable ache as a piercing wail leaves you, the pain of his betrayal leaving you feeling something beyond devastation.

The knowledge that he cheated on you was painful enough, but the fact that it was Bellatrix made it all the more painful. He knew how you felt toward their dynamic and his trust in her. It was as if he chose her on purpose, to tell her that Bellatrix is a more suitable partner for him.

How Bellatrix was everything she wasn’t: unwaveringly devoted to him, believed in his pureblood ideology, and stood by him on it. Bellatrix could also give him children, and she couldn’t.

Or so he thought. He didn’t know she was pregnant yet. Maybe that was for the best, you considered, as you sat in that empty room, fingers wringing together painfully as you tried to calm yourself. As you attempted to gather yourself, knocking on the door began to reverberate throughout the room, causing a panic inside you. You cleared your throat, and took in a breath, hoping to gather yourself before addressing who was on the other side. Lifting your wand you released the muffling charm, “come in.”

Your voice still wobbled as the words left you, leaving you mentally kicking yourself. The door opened, revealing Tom, on the other side. As he took in the sight of you, sniffling and teary-eyed, he walked in completely, softly shutting the door behind him. Looking at him sent a surge of anguish through you, a new wave of tears gathering in your eyes. The vision of Tom doubled as your lips began to wobble as you held back your tears. You were unable to see the look on Tom’s face as you looked away, trying to calm yourself once again, so you weren’t quite sure what he was thinking.

Getting on one knee before you, Tom placed his left hand on your knee as his right reached up, wiping at your tear streaked face. You let out a shuddering breath, finally looking at him. Tom’s face was the most expressive you’d ever seen it, if you hadn’t been in such a miserable state you would have taken a moment to admire it.

There was a look of genuine worry on his face as the both of you looked at each other. The silence was suffocating, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to be the one to break it. There was nothing you wanted to say to him, you could hardly bear to look at him, much less talk to him.

“Why are you upset, darling? This is wonderful news” Tom sounded sympathetic in his attempt to comfort you. You let out a laugh in disbelief, you could not believe the words coming out of his mouth. “Wonderful news? In what world is this ‘wonderful news’?” You were close to yelling by the time you finished talking, feeling your sadness morph into something far uglier: anger. Tom at least had the decency to look taken aback, seeming to not expect the response he received.

Tom’s eyes searched yours for a moment before his expression became guarded, he gave your hand a squeeze before standing up, “it seems we are talking about two different things.”

You said nothing, there was nothing you could say that he hadn’t just deduced for himself, and it seemed he knew that too as he continued speaking.

“Y/N, you have to understand, I needed to ensure I had an heir and we hadn’t been successful in getting you pregnant,” Tom tried to explain. You’re sure in his head that this was logical, just the rational choice to get around your fertility issues. But to you, this was anything but the best next step. There was no reasoning good enough to make this okay; it will never be okay. This is a wound that may scar over, but will always ache when brushed against.

“You had an affair with a woman who I already voiced my concern about, without even consulting me on your decision, and expect me to understand?” You asked, incredulously. Tom, though looking mildly annoyed, still had the decency to also seem a touch guilty. “I didn’t step out of our marriage for pleasure or some sort of validation, you've always been the only one for me, it was merely to—” you decide to cut him off. “Produce an heir,” was all you said, finishing his sentence for him.

A heavy silence hung in the air, what you said leaving a palpable bitterness in the air. Tom still had the same touch of guilt in his eyes, but it wasn't enough. The guilt wasn’t strong enough to let him take full accountability for how wrong he was. Tom reached out, his hands cupping the back of your neck as his thumbs grazed your jawline, forcing you to look at him.

“It will be okay, I made a mistake by not telling you my plans, I apologize,” Tom may have sounded sincere, but it wasn’t good enough. Nothing will ever make up for what he has done to not only your relationship, but also to your trust in him. You reached up, and gently removed his hands from your face before standing up yourself, forcing him to take a few steps back.

“No, it’s not going to be okay; it will never be ‘okay’. You didn’t just make a mistake, you ruined our marriage, and for that, Tom, I hate you.”

And you left.

Leaving your husband to stand in that spare room, alone, with only his thoughts to keep him company.

#tom riddle #tom riddle imagine #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x y/n #tom riddle x you #if this flops I’ll cry

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ellecdc · 2 months

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We need dating remus lupin general headcanons with YOUR wonderful writing. Please. 🫶🏻

I don't know if this is my best work - but hopefully this is what you were looking for. Thanks for being here with me <3

Dating Remus Lupin Headcanons

This man was completely oblivious to the draw he had on other people – including you. His quiet, sarcastic, mischievous but kind persona meant he had a lot of admirers that he never did anything about

I fully believe Remus Lupin was the biggest flirt without necessarily realizing it (or if he did realize it, it wasn’t a conscious action - he really didn’t mean to be flirty, he just was)

Also don’t believe he knew how fuckin’ hot he was: denim jackets, oversized cardigans and knitted jumpers, converse, beanies - like he always looked so comfortable and casual but so put together despite of it?

Stealing his clothes is actually a dream of mine – his denim jacket with patches sewed on and a hole or two????? Need it

Curling up in one of his sweaters and warm socks by the fire? Fuckin’ hell

His friends knew better than to ever try to (outwardly) set him up with anyone since he was so damn stubborn, so they would just happen to be in the library at the same time as you [the person they’d seen him bantering with in class time and time again] and also just happen to say hey and decide to catch up with you and then also just happen to sit at your table since they were already standing here talking to you anyway.

Forced library dates that neither of you really realized were dates, courtesy of his friends

Remus caught on after a little while what his friends were trying to do, but didn’t mention anything in case you hadn’t realized yourself; he wouldn’t want to embarrass you

And welcome to the one thing we all sort of hate about Remus Lupin: he of course believed nothing would/could/should ever come about between the two of you

I believe him to be somewhat flighty – the second he realizes he’s falling for you, or, God forbid, realizes you’re falling for him – he hightails it

Not for long though, I really don’t see James Potter letting him get away with that (Remus is stubborn so he gets ‘his way’ for at least a little before James forces the two of your out of your mutual misery)

I think you guys would grow closer and closer without ever actually saying anything about it:

Sitting beside each other would turn into leaning against one another

Leaning against one another would become the odd cuddle session

Walking together to class would turn into a gentle hand on the small of your back guiding you through the castle (but also to keep you close) [this is that mentioned unknowingly flirty side]

Hand on the small of your back would turn into his arm around your shoulder or your hand in his

And he would prefer it this way, afraid that saying anything would make it too real (flighty), or, that you would deny having feelings for him and that would hurt in an entirely different way

You tried to be okay with it – to pretend that you were satisfied with whatever Remus was willing to give you because, come on, he was one of the most popular boys in school, he was the most well-liked Marauder, he was super smart and a powerful wizard, and he was so sweet to you.

But after a while, you couldn’t deny how much this unspoken space between you was weighing on you – particularly the somewhat routine periods where he’d completely shut you out

Was it you? Had you done something?

Was he seeing someone else?

Were you just imaging this whole ‘thing’ between you?

He’d get increasingly agitated – almost like he simultaneously wanted you closer to him and further away from him; you’d never know how to help him in these moments

He’d speak more sharply to you, spoke less in general, and downplayed your friendship/relationship when other people would comment on it

“We’re not even that close, we just study together sometimes” you head him say to Marlene McKinnon

“It’s not like that” he told Benjy Fenwick when he asked if you two were dating

“She’s just a friend.” He’d said to Sirius, and that one hurt because why would he lie to his best friend? And what about you made it so difficult to see you as more than a friend?

Maybe you really had completely imagined the whole thing in your mind? Maybe he really didn’t care for you at all.

You began to pull away – less study dates, more excuses as to why you couldn’t meet up after class, sitting with Lily or Mary at quidditch games instead, staying at Hogwarts on Hogsmeade weekends – anything to avoid having to face the friend that you quickly realized you were halfway in love with who never even gave you a second thought

He did give you a second thought, though – in fact, he gave you a first thought as well as a third, fourth, fifth and sixth

“Do you think I did something to offend Y/N?” He asked James and Sirius one day – the two exchanged a knowing look

“Why do you ask?” James asked with a smirk

“I think she might be avoiding me.”

“Does that bother you, Moons?”

Remus scoffed “of course it bothers me”

“I thought she was just a friend?” Sirius taunted

“Sod off...”

Remus couldn’t ignore it anymore – you weren’t just a friend. Never could be in his mind, he doubts. He would be your friend for the rest of your life if that’s all you ever wanted from him – but he’d probably always hold a candle for you; that’s why this divot you seemed to be carving between you two hurt like hell

He decides to do something very un-Remus like and face this head on (thoughts and prayers)

“Hey Y/N” he said gently as he approached your table in the library

You seemed surprised at seeing him and started packing your things up

“Oh, hi Remus...” and the lack of your usual ‘hey Rem’ furthered his suspicions. “I was just finishing up, actually.”

“Have I done something to upset you?” He blurted suddenly. His assertiveness threw you off kilter – was he...talking? About feelings? You paused in your haste to pack your things

“No?” you said in the form of a question – you knew he picked up on it when the space between his eyebrows dwindled

“Are you sure? I just feel like you’ve been avoiding me lately.”

You were starting to get frustrated. “What do you want, Remus?” You asked sharply. He winced.

“I just miss you, is all.” He admitted quietly as he played with a fray on his sweater between his tantalizingly long fingers.

“What exactly about me do you miss, Remus? You have plenty of friends; I hardly see how Sirius, James or Peter can’t fill the same role.”

He guffaws – actually guffawed! The bastard. “What are you on about?”

“What are you on about, Lupin? I’m tired; I’m tired of being called a friend while you keep me closer. I’m tired of feeling like I’m being played by arguably the most important person in my life. I’m fucking exhausted – so tell me exactly what you’re ‘on about’ Remus, and make it count because I’m done.”

“No! No, not done; don’t be done.”

“What do you want, Remus.” You whispered dismally.

“You.” He whispered back

“Don’t fuck with me, Lupin.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle at you a little bit. “I’m not. I’m not, I swear it – I’m sorry if you’ve felt played by me. I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel anything but loved because... because I do – I love you.”

“Love me?”

“Love you. So much.” He professed as he dared to step closer to you. When you didn’t seem entirely averse to his proximity, he moved to close the gap – enveloping you in a long-needed hug. “I’m sorry.” He apologized again.

“You should be” you murmured petulantly from his chest.

He chuckled and pressed his lips to the top of your head “let me make it up to you?”

And he did – you spent that evening on the astronomy tower, enjoying the view of the stars as they melted into the forbidden forest along the horizon and the rest of the Hogwarts grounds – and he told you his secret, that he was a werewolf

You were the first person he willingly told – James, Sirius, and Peter just figured it out on their own and there was no hiding from them

You were the first person he chose to let in – so uncharacteristic of the lycanthrope, but that just went to show how serious he was about making it up to you and garnering your trust

This changed everything

There was no more pushing you away near full moons, in fact – he got nearly downright territorial

No one else was allowed to sit beside you – that was Remus’ spot

He was irritable and snappy with everyone, but instinctively melted at the sight of you

“I can’t believe we survived Moony all these years without Y/N – she’s like a sedative” Peter muttered as he picked up the cards Remus had thrown at him in a fit during their game of exploding snap. There was no sign of that Moony now – smiling down at you as you sat curled up in his lap like he had nowhere else he’d rather be

I believe Remus was the king of trinkets – his dorm was littered with little bits and bobs he found that he thought were cool/interesting

He started gifting you little things once you began dating

An enamel pin that made him think of you

A small pewter wolf

A cool rock that he thought looked like the colour of your eyes (you didn’t see it, but who were you to argue?)

Little themed snow globes

Flowers he found on his walks

Pretty beads/crystals

Tealight candle holders

The ribbon from a box of chocolates he got from his mum that he thought you would like

Acts. Of. Service. This man didn’t come from money, the way he saw his dad spoiling his mum was through his actions – so this caring attitude came super naturally to him

Fixing up your tea/coffee the way you like before you’ve even thought about it

Carrying your bags/books for you

“Your shoe’s untied, dovey. Give ‘er here.” He said as he patted his thigh for you to place your foot so he could tie it for you

If you got sick/under the weather, he’d totally do your homework for you (his friends have done the same for him due to the moons – pay it forward)

I think he’d be so soft and needy after a moon – just melt into whatever love and care you’re willing to show him; give you complete control and take care of him.

It may have been super hard to get Remus to give love a chance – but once you got it, you were stuck with him because he was not going anywhere

Loyal to a fault

He’s so afraid of losing good things that he’s willing (and desperate) to do anything and everything he can to keep it [i.e., you]

Thankfully, you make it very easy to do <3

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sinsirellaxx · 24 days

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Hello! If you don’t do NSFW requests feel free to ignore or delete my ask, but I was wondering if you could do Toxic Slytherin Boys NSFW hcs?

Slytherin Boys – NSFW Headcanons

Warning: Toxic boys! NSFW topics

A/N: I won't be able to post as much – just wanted to let you know! Also: I'm currently not accepting new requests because I still have a few to work on. 😊

Have fun reading!

Mattheo …

… told you he couldn’t be in a relationship without sex. If you’re alright with that – no problem. If you aren’t (bc of religion or whatever) he’d be frustrated. He’ first try and guilt you into sleeping with him and if that doesn’t work, he’ll threaten to break it off with you.

… “I’ll marry you anyway, so what’s the deal?”

… would want to be intimate with you all the time. Doesn’t matter if he’s angry and he needs to let off some steam, if he’s just horny or whenever he needs reassurance or is jealous.

… wouldn’t be gentle. Not even during your first time – because he’d just not be as sensible.

… prefers to be on top with you bent over – likes the control and power he has over you.

… will immediately question your loyalty if you deny him the pleasures of your body.

… “You’re my girlfriend. If not you – who else will take care of my needs?”

Theodore …

… is a wild card: can be either crazy rough or intimidatingly sensual and soft. It depends on his mood.

… wants you to go down on him but he refuses to do the same.

… places your hand on his crotch whenever you are alone.

… does not really care if you aren’t in the mood – he’ll start kissing and caressing you either way.

… wants you to use birth control because he doesn’t want to wrap it “It feels weird around my dick”.

… loves having you on top, whenever he feels lazy. He’ll lean back against his propped-up pillows and enjoy you squirm on his lap.

Lorenzo …

… will persuade you to do things you don’t feel comfortable with.

… will want to try out different and maybe more daring things.

… will only eat you out if you blow him first “You have to earn it, baby.”

… loves leaving marks in visible places – even better if you don’t notice them until someone points them out.

… smirks whenever you open your legs for him.

… wants you to dress up in pretty lingerie for him.

… will fuck you while his roommates are sleeping – without the muffliato charm – he wants to be heard.

… “Shh, baby – it’s okay. My roommates won’t hear.”

Draco …

… acts like his dick is magical.

… cannot get you to peak but will act like you did have the best orgasm ever.

… rolls his eyes whenever you say it hurts but will still wait for you to adjust – until he gets too impatient.

… is mostly lazy, so he’ll want you to ride him most of the time.

… refuses to kiss you after you suck him off.

Blaise …

… every ‘date’ ends in sex.

… only ever calls you first because he wants to have sex.

… is not that much into foreplay – he’s more of a dip it and leave it kind of guy.

… randomly pulls you into empty rooms to push you onto your knees.

… “Show me how much you love me”

Tom …

… uses sex to relax after a long day.

… he also won’t go down on you but will expect you to worship his body. “You’re lucky I want you.”

… always degrades you and makes you believe that he is the best man you could ever have and that you are below him.

… never ‘hears’ the safe word whenever you use it “I didn’t hear you, doll. Be louder next time.”

… secretly loves when you’re bratty because that means he can put you in your place.

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restinslices · 2 months

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How do you think earth realm boys would be like around their crush?

Haven’t made moodboards for them so this is all I got rn

Johnny Cage

He would be incredibly shy

^ That's something I would say if I lost it

Am I suffering from lack of sleep? Yes. Have I lost the plot? No.

Johnny is a huge flirt. He was flirting with Kitana and he hardly knew her

And I'm pretty sure a lot of his MK1 intros is just him flirting or being a little shit

So with that being said it’s obvious to everyone

It’s obvious at least that he finds you attractive. The problem would be trying to figure out whether he’s just being Johnny or if he actually likes you

Which would be difficult

He flirts, he makes sly jokes, he says how much you should be with him and that he could totally handle you, how great you’d be together and a whole bunch of other shit

Like I said though, the main problem would be knowing if he’s joking or not

But I think if you simply asked “dude, are you joking?” He’d say “no” immediately

But Johnny’s eyes tend to wander so you wouldn’t be wrong for being hesitant

It’d be dogshit if you were just his distraction for the month

You’d know he’s serious though because he keeps going for months

Obviously you’ve encountered other attractive people but he doesn’t seem to care about them and his eyes are always on you

A model could walk by and he’d be too busy pulling your chair to notice

That’s how you’d know he’s serious. It’s been months and he’s still focused on you?

Whether or not you share those same feelings is a different story

Kenshi Takahashi

Probably one of the hardest to tell

Idk if this is a headcanon I made up or if it’s canon but I feel like Kenshi is good at hiding certain emotions

If it’s an emotional moment then yeah, it could slip but this is something more casual

He wouldn’t say anything but he’d do things for you

You’d mention you haven’t had time to cook because you’ve been busy and he’d offer to help with whatever

He’d ask your opinion on stuff first as well

As friends he makes sure you’re included but it’s even more so if he has a crush (this is not correct English but I cannot think of how else to put this)

One of the other guys would make some joke about him being in love and he’d look at them in a way that would let them know they were right

Kenshi is not 10 so trying to blackmail him won’t work

His eyes are always on you and even though he knows he shouldn’t be jealous of other people that are close to you, he can’t help it

There’s two voices in his head. One says “just tell them”, the other says “you’re gonna mess up your friendship”

So he’d continue to be a little butler lowkey until he actually felt like he had to get a move on

If someone showed genuine romantic interest in you, then he’d start moving

He’s either gonna be stereotypically sweet and get flowers and shit or he’s just gonna ask you out at a random time

Like I said, whether or not you accept his invitation is up to you

Dude is probably tense as fuck the entire time he’s asking

Kung Lao

Similar to Johnny

Kung Lao has such an inflated sense of self, you not liking him makes no sense to him

Does that mean he just tells you right away though? No

There’s lots of things that make no sense and happen anyway so he plays it safe

And by safe I mean he is incredibly obvious but doesn’t just straight up tell you

Lots of flirting and lingering looks

He does a lot of extra shit then looks to see if you saw it

It’s like when a kid does a cartwheel then looks to make sure their parents saw them

He also straight up asks for compliments

“That was a really good kick, right?”

Sure Kung Lao

He likes compliments way better from you now

He kinda acts the same because everyone knows he has a big head but the flirting makes it obvious

And Raiden definitely knows. Kung Lao told him because why wouldn’t he?

Anyone joking about stealing you away bothers him a lot more than he’d like to admit

He’s both “I’m Kung Lao. You have no chance” and “but what if they do have a chance?”

Admits his feelings way sooner than Kenshi

Probably does it extremely casual too just to rip the bandaid off

You’re standing next to each other and he’s like “we should go on a date on Friday”

Well since you asked so nicely-

Who’s turning down Kung Lao? Let’s be fr for a second

Raiden

Doesn’t he like Kitana and it was incredibly subtle? I only found out because of intros

So with that being said, I think it would be difficult to tell

He’d act the same way he does as your friend

I think his fear of messing up your friendship would be higher than everyone else

So he doesn’t say anything

In a different post I said he’d give you produce as a gift and I think that’s still the same here

He’s gonna still have the hookup so food is a frequent gift he gives you to show his affection

He also offers to do tasks for you

When it comes to training, he’s probably noticeably softer towards you

His excuse is “oh, I didn’t notice I was doing that”

It’s a terrible lie

Everyone at some point finds out because he’s constantly staring at you and is soft towards you

Raiden is a pretty calm person but he’d actually strangle Kung Lao if he said anything. He’d get a toddler’s grip

You’d probably find out about it from the other guys instead of him

And you’d think they’re just fucking around like they always do

Raiden still refuses to confess. He doesn’t wanna confess then lose you completely

And tbh he’d probably take so long, you’d get into other relationships and he’d just watch

Finally though after 279373 years he’d confess which would free him from his emotions and Kung Lao harassing him

Liu Kang

I think there’d be two stages to this

The first stage is “I’ll just ignore it”

During this stage he’ll try to ignore his feelings for you because bullshit comes after Liu Kang constantly and dragging you into that is something he definitely doesn’t wanna do

There’s a good chance you were in the previous timeline and you died horribly so he wants to stay away so he doesn’t fuck up this new life for you

During this time he’d compliment you on your skills and be a lot more patient with you when it comes to you screwing up (which is something everyone does)

He either involves you in a lot of missions of sidelines you so you won’t be hurt

Which is kinda shitty because that means he’s sending other people into dangerous situations

Soon after this stage, he enters the second stage

This stage is the “fuck it” stage

Liu Kang does not have a good history when it comes to romance

He was way too slow and lost Kitana (multiple times I think. I don’t remember what happened in the dlc in MK11) and now in this timeline, Kitana has no memory of them and has no feelings for him. Then he saw his Kitana but they can’t be together.

Because of this he realizes that he has to start moving quicker and prioritizing his happiness

So he just asks

It’s better to hear “no” than to always wonder what could’ve been

But bitch who is turning down Liu Kang? Don’t be stupid

He’d probably take you to a secluded spot and say how he feels and ask you to go on a date with him

It seems like it came out of nowhere but if you review what’s happened between you two, it’ll start to make sense

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rosequarzo · 2 months

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shadow hearts.

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა • ! megumi + reader established relationship reader is a sorcerer and student headcanons of megumi being a loving and green flag boyfriend tooth-rotting fluff mild angst ☆ warning not proofread . . . !? & 583 — catalogue

note. i might want to write for jujutsu kaisen too...

Fushiguro Megumi who is a whole green flag. He knows how to treat you right and the way he treats you makes you feel like he is your loyal worshiper. He has a keen eye for the little details, always taking notes of the things you like and dislike. The poor boy even keeps a notebook, every page filled with the traits he discovered about you. He would rather go through Gojo’s teasing than let you read his notebook.

Fushiguro Megumi whose love languages are quality time and acts of service. He never fails to make time for you, squeezing in whatever left of his free time, just so he could be by your side. He may be shy and awkward with his words but he improvises by doing the little actions that never fails to send your heart skipping a beat. A prime example could be him resting his hand on your back, guiding you down the crowded street. The close proximity and with how warm his hand felt through your clothes made you feel light-headed.

Fushiguro Megumi who doesn’t mind summoning his Shikigamis to comfort you. He always summons his dogs and to them, you are no longer a foe to them, not when you have brought their owner so much peace and happiness. He couldn’t help himself but to sneakily snapped an image of you laughing when the dogs licked your face, keeping the picture safe and sound in his gallery and somewhere in his room.

Fushiguro Megumi who is protective. He has seen you fight with his own eyes, after being paired together for countless missions. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t worried for you. He knows you tend to be reckless, moving on impulse rather than on logic. He knows you tend to let your emotions take over your senses; a contrast to him. His entire world comes crashing down when he sees you taking a fatal hit, shielding him from the worst of it.

Fushiguro Megumi who frantically returned to Shoko once the mission was over. He didn’t know he was trembling like a leaf until Shoko gently told him to sit down. He was in a daze, his surroundings turning numb as the worst scenario started playing in his mind. To him, the worst scenario was having to live without you by his side. He wouldn’t know how to get used to it, not when you had become a permanent part of his life for many months.

Fushiguro Megumi who heaved a sigh of relief when Shoko announced you will be fine and is forced to two weeks of bedrest. He diligently spends his time nursing you back to health, ensuring your every single needs are taken care of. He is even there when you have to shower, much to your faint embarrassment. Whenever you told him you could handle it yourself, he merely shot you a glare and that was enough to silence you.

Fushiguro Megumi who doesn’t voice out his jealousy, choosing to stand behind you with a cold and chilling glare at the stranger who had the audacity to blatantly flirt with you. He was tempted to summon his Shikigamis but held himself back, not wanting to cause a scene in public. He only calms down when you mention how you were out with your boyfriend and that they should leave you alone. He feels proud when he hears that and also reassured that you only have eyes for him and just him.

#୨୧ magazine articles #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #fushiguro megumi #megumi x reader #megumi imagines #megumi x you #megumi x y/n

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gatorbites-imagines · 1 month

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Can I request doflamingo x male reader who has back pain? (Reader is a young adult)

Donquixote Doflamingo x Male reader

Headcanons

I live in denial that Doffy wouldn’t be a good romantic partner, lalala I cant hear canon at all, I’m covering my ears and burying my head in the sand.

I live for secretly soft Doffy.

Doflamingo is a cruel and sadistic individual, so no one questions or is surprised when you guys start dating, even with the big age difference. With Doffy being 41 and you being somewhere around the younger side of 25.

In public I can’t see Doffy showing any weakness, which by extension also means he doesn’t show you any affection, aside from maybe pulling you into his lap and teasing you in little mean ways.

Also Doffy being, well, Doffy, he would definitely notice your back pain before you ever told him. Maybe he notices it when he’s pulling you to sit in his lap and he sees you grimace, or when he’s got his large hand resting on your back and he feels how you subconsciously lean away from his palm.

He wouldn’t say anything, at least in public, and even for a while in private. Its only if it becomes chronic backpain or gets bad enough that it would pose a threat to your safety that I can see him saying anything.

Other than that, I could see him acting in small ways that would make it easier for you. Like picking out an outfit he just must see you in, and that outfit just happens to put less strain on your back, or be tight in the right areas to lessen the pain.

Or when he’s sitting and doing paperwork in his office, just the two of you. He regularly has you in his lap, its just part of the dynamic, so you don’t question it. But hed be absentmindedly rubbing your back, and maybe pressing his knuckles into the hurting area, or massaging it with his thumb.

You also find pain medication in your things, bet it in the grand bathroom you two share, or on the bedside table. Hes probably also snuck a bottle of pills into your pocket, just in case.

It also wouldn’t be strange to start finding things that could help with the back pain, like a hot water bottle, different oils or ointments, or even a book on ways to stretch and do yoga to lessen body pains tucked into your personal bookshelf.

You would immediately know it was Doffy doing it, and when you thank him for it or just smile at him, he would act like he has no idea what you are talking about. He does appreciate the extra kisses, when you guys are in private.

If your backpains are common or constant, I could also see him subtly massaging you more thoroughly. Like when you guys are cuddling and you are laying on top of him, Doffy would be rubbing and massaging up your spine and down your legs.

It doesn’t happen without him making little comments, that you know he doesn’t fully mean. Like him making some kind of jab about him being much older than you, but you are the one with back pain.

Doffy probably also finds some way to use his strings to help you out in some subtle ways, like him grabbing stuff for you so you wont strain your back further, or him wrapping strings around your torso to give you a squeeze and maybe help loosen the pain up a bit.

You always make sure to thank him obviously. Mainly because you can tell he gets a little bashful or flushed. Not that anybody else would be able to tell, since he always just looks like himself.

But you can tell from the way his wide grin softens just a smidge, or how his brow twitches. Your biggest achievement is still after completely showering him in kisses, after he found some way to make the backpain disappear for a while, where you get a very light flush to his cheeks, and he has to turn his head away to clear his throat.

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gay-dorito-dust · 8 months

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How about some blue beetle romantic headcanons?

I might’ve gone on for a bit so I had to stop myself before I go overboard. 🦦

I don’t know much about Jaime but if there’s one thing I do know is that he’s got a big heart, a massive one at that, a heart that withholds a lot of love for the people he’s blessed to have in his life; which so happens to include yourself. ❤️

With you, Jaime is a puppy in love, he’s infatuated and sometimes he doesn’t even realise that he’s doing it unless someone mentions it, it might be because Jamie finds that admiring you comes naturally to him. So much so that it becomes almost second nature for him to just step outside of himself and admire you with a dopey/puppy look in those pretty eyes of his…that is until Khaji-Da’s voice echos within his mind- and interrupting his shameless ogling- to talk about how high his oxytocin and serotonin levels were.

To which he would jump at the sound of before then becoming increasingly warm with embarrassment, which would be something Khaji-Da would also comment on, much to Jaime’s dismay;

‘Jaime, you are flustered, perhaps, embarrassed even?’

‘Oh shut it.’ He would hiss.

‘I’m sorry?’ You’d ask, thinking he was taking to you, which only made Jaime feel even more uncomfortably warm beneath with his skin as he tried to make up for his accidental slip up.

His response would vary based on whether or not he had told you about the whole Blue Beetle thing.

If you didn’t know he was Blue Beetle: ‘Oh no, not you, never you, I was just…talking to myself.’

If you did know he was Blue Beetle; ‘that was towards Kahji-Da. Not you, never at you y/n. Now what we’re you talking about again?’ Jaime would urge you into continuing your conversation, all the while leaning against the wall as the adoring look upon his face reappeared.

Cuddle bug. Look me in the eyes and tell me he’s not because he fucking is!

You’d both be cuddled up on the couch with his head resting on your chest or yours on his chest, just being your lovely selves, when Milagro would often come into the room to tease her brother by dry heaving or telling you both to get a room. She loved her brother and that love often comes with teasing/taunting the fuck out of him like siblings always do.

Allows you to borrow his hoodies because he loves how you look in them, and totally would not try to discreetly snap a few pictures that you will sooner or later find out about after he uses them as his lock/ and or Home Screen. Where again he would trip over himself trying to find an excusable answer before you would have to ultimately stop him before he hurts himself by admitting to how cute and sweet of him that he would make you his home/Lock Screen.

Or even go as far as to dedicate an whole album to you that’s filled with pictures of you both doing mundane stuff but Jaime’s personal favourite pictures would have to be the ones where you’re with his family or stargazing up on the rooftop with him.

‘Of course I would, I mean why wouldn’t I?’ He grabs ahold of your hands in his own. ‘You’re my heart and soul, the light of my life, why wouldn’t I want to dedicate you in one way or another? I withhold no shame in showing you off because at the end of the day I’m remembered that you chose me, and that’s something I would never take for granted for you are my wish upon a star came true.’ He lifts up your hands so that he may presses a kiss to them before squeezing tightly. ‘So let me at the least reciprocate the love you’ve given me.’

Though let’s be honest Khaji-Da would assume that when Jaime lets you wear his clothes, it was under the pretence of a…territorial thing so that others that may pose a threat to your and Jaime’s relationship take note that you weren’t theirs to openly stare at. And to this Khaji-Da would simply say;

‘why don’t we just eliminate all threats, just so that there is no one left alive to challenge us?’

‘First of all, you’ve got it all wrong Khaji-Da, I don’t just give y/n my clothes because I feel territorial over them.’ Jaime would begin to explain. ‘I give them my clothes because I genuinely find them beautiful/handsome/cute/charming/amazing/stunning in them and most of all I want them to feel as though they’ve got a piece of me when I’m away Blue Beetling it up as my scent gives them a sense of peace and comfort. Does that make sense.’ He finishes.

… ‘we could still kill them.’ - Khaji-Da

‘Please stop.’ - Jaime Reyes

Words of affirmation, physical touch and quality time are Jaime’s bread and butter. (though that’s just my personal opinion.)

He’s got a whole book full of affirmations made specifically for you because he becomes like a never ending fountain of sweet, dorky yet beautiful words when it came to you; So much so that there wouldn’t be a day where you went without some affirming and words from your beloved Jaime Reyes. Words that never fail to make your heart melt, your smile grow and overall make you feel like you could move mountains because that’s how being with Jaime made you feel on a daily basis.

So in return, you smother him in kisses, affection and your own words of love because why should you receive all of his love without giving him all of your love back tenfold.

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bobbin-buckley · 3 months

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Wednesday Addams Headcanons

Wednesday Addams x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff and Smut (aged up!!)

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SFW

-When you both met Wednesday hated you she only disliked you because you were better than her at lots of things

-She didn’t actually really hate you she was just mad because she actually loved you

-All she would do is ignore you when she discovered these feelings. Enid told her that she should put on her big girl pants and ask you out

-Wednesday was always blaming you for this feeling, it wasn’t partially your fault I mean you’re so goddamn pretty

-She finally accepted this feeling and asked you out on a coffee date at WeatherVane. It went nicer than Wednesday expected, you exchanged numbers (you had to help her), gave her a kiss on the cheek and planned another date

-Sooner or later you asked Wednesday to be your girlfriend and how you really liked her

“The feeling’s mutual” she’d say

-After not even a few months of dating Wednesday was pretty protective of you

-If a guy were to flirt with you she’d give them a death glare causing them to flee

-You didn’t mind the Over-Protective-Wednesday-Addams it was honestly sweet that she cared for you so much, even if she wouldn’t show it physically

-Wednesday wasn’t much for physical touch, she was rather more for words. Eventually she adjusted to some touching like pinky holding, hugs, kisses on your knuckles, a kiss on her cheek or forehead

-some physical touch is always behind doors, Wednesday hates pda. The closes thing to pda you’ll get is her pinky holding under a table. It’s quite cute infact

-Wednesday was never for pet names but she’ll call you “Cara Mia” “Mi Amor” “Mon Tresor” “mea vita” in Spanish, French or Latin

-Enid tended to tease Wednesday about you, how she was so head over heels for you without even realizing it

-You guys eventually get a room if your own together

-Fencing matches, watching/listening to her play cello, hearing her type on her type writer, going to the raven with her, investigating together, she offers to grave dig with you and you actually enjoy it

-You’ll give her ideas for her writing and sometimes she’ll write them in

NSFW (Everyone is Aged up)

-More dom for sure, if you’d fight her over it she wouldn’t be slow thats for sure

-Honestly most times you guys have sex she prefers it vanilla, unless she’s feeling kinky and mad then roughness will come in

-Sex at night, never usually during the day because she’s worried Thornhill or Enid will walk in

-She’s moderately quiet there’ll be groans and whimpers from her, while as you…she wants to hear you scream but in the environment you’re in it won’t work out

-Enid almost walking in on you guys

-She’d definitely do knife play and pain play, she won’t be crazy about it like actually stab you. She doesn’t wanna hurt you too much. (So she’s still soft even during intimate)

-probably owns a strap, a black strap ina box under her bed (uses it once in a while)

-Will throw thing out of the room and will lock him in a drawer if he ever attempts to spy

-She really tries to pleasure you, she’s never done nor thought about having sex with someone (obviously this is aged up)

-She loves pleasuring you, even if she likes to make you hold your orgasm or pulls away before you cum but other than that she likes to please you well

-I’d say she is the type to do queening (face sitting) she loves having you sit on her face, like actually sit she likes the thrill of not being able to breath while tongue fucking you

-She is soft during sex, making sure your okay if she does something different or if she accidentally hurts you

“This okay?”

“Okay…I’m going to put it in Amor”

“Shit, are you alright?” “Wednesday Addams apologizing? No way” “shut up…but seriously”

-Whenever you’re top (rare) she wants you to be rough with her she loves pain. You are always unsure about it but she claims she’s fine

-Aftercare is a meh for her. She’ll make you a bath but you’re kinda on your own from there (depending on how you feel) like if she went rough and you’re super tired and can’t walk she’ll help you to the bathroom but otherwise ur good

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Where are my little gays at?

Sorry for a late upload I’ve been going through something and I broke up with my gf so it’s been hard for me to find motivation but I’m alive! I think?

Anyways, I’m starting something for Tara rn I think you guys will like it cause I love it

But have a good day/night! 😃

#wednesday addams #wednesday addams x reader #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #wednesday series #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega

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planetxiao · 2 years

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# THE WORLD IN MY HANDS.

꠵ PAIRINGS; gorou ; kazuha ; venti ; xiao ; childe ; heizou x reader

꠵ SYNOPSIS; telling the genshin boys you can hold the whole world in your hands and then cupping their face.

꠵ GENRE; fluff, headcanons.

꠵ NOTES; get it? cause they’re your whole world ahaha bites lip B) i got this idea lowkey from a random ask from milo LMAO so thank you milo hehe

# GOROU

At first he merely blinked, the words not quite fully processing in his brain. But once your hands caressed his face and he saw the amorous twinkle in your eyes as you looked at him, he blushed.

“You’re my entire world, Gorou.” You had whispered, your lips tugging upward in the most tantalizing smile. Gorou’s heart pounded against his ribcage. He felt his brain short-circuit; you were trying to kill him weren’t you?

Gorou’s tail started unconsciously wagging, making you giggle. He was just so cute, you couldn’t help it! You were quick to leave a kiss on the tip of his nose, causing his blush deepened. Once he calmed down, he swore he would find a way to convey just how much you mean to him too.

# KAZUHA

Kazuha had understood what you meant rather quickly, as soon as your hands cradled his face. Kazuha’s expression melted into bliss, more so than it already was set in. He found your gesture beyond sweet.

He heard the words you uttered softly, about him being your whole world, and he couldn’t help the way his cheeks reddened. He pressed a light kiss to the palm of your hand and leaned further into your touch.

Kazuha placed his hands upon your cheeks, returning your loving gaze with fervor, “And you are mine, my love.” And then you were the blushing mess.

# VENTI

It took a second to register in his head how your words connected to your actions. Though, once he realized it, you didn’t even have a chance to utter your sentiment. He knew exactly what you meant.

“Aww, am I your world? Is that what this is?” He giggled, though there was a slight pink tint rising on his cheeks. His hands rested over yours as he gave you a closed eyed smile.

Venti could feel the way butterflies had filled his stomach. His little Windblume said the sweetest things, he thought. And truthfully, he felt the same.

# XIAO

Xiao was confused to say the least. No one can hold the entire world in their hands, albeit maybe a god. It had to be some sort of joke.

But then, your hands cupped his face and took him by surprise. His eyes widened and he froze in place. Unmoving, his amber orbs scanned your face for any indication of what was going on. But the way you held his face, mixed with the enamored tint of your irises, made Xiao’s cheeks turn red.

You smiled and told him he was your world, making his breath hitch in his throat. Your words had such an effect on him, and hearing them made his heartbeat quicken. After a couple seconds, Xiao hesitantly tore his eyes away from yours to look at something— anything else. Just something that would calm his racing heart enough to function normally. Mortals and their weird sayings, hmph.

# CHILDE

Childe didn’t know where your question was heading, but he had a feeling you were scheming something. Of course, he played along with a wiggle of amusement in his brows.

However, he hadn’t predicted your next move. When you cradled his face, he quirked his head slightly. And then after a couple seconds, it clicked. Oh.

“You can be quite the smooth talker, huh?” Childe chuckled in an ill attempt to hide how flustered he was. In the back of his mind, Childe was already scheming how to get you back. He had been out-flirted, and he wouldn’t be out-flirted again.

# HEIZOU

You had only managed to utter the first part of the pick-up line before Heizou had jumped at the opportunity. He was quite the sweet talker himself, so he knew exactly where this was going.

“I can, too. Look,” He said, quickly cupping your cheeks. Heizou chuckled at the pout forming on your face, upset that you didn’t get to say it first. “Hey!” You huffed.

Heizou couldn’t help the urge he had to kiss you, especially when your lips were drawn together in the cutest pout. He gave in, pecking your lips before saying, “I’m sorry my love, but it’s true. You are my entire world.”

꠵ TAGLIST; @sonder-paradise @snowbits @kodzukoi (bc i think you’ll like these teehee)

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #gorou x reader #kazuha x reader #heizou x reader #venti x reader #xiao x reader #childe x reader

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writefightandflightclub · 10 months

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Blorbo thought of the day #1

More: Steven Grant x GN! reader

Author’s note: Wanted to start doing a “Blorbo thought of the day” thing. Idea is that I will share a snippet of one of the many blorbo scenarios which pop into my head on the daily, but which I don’t have time to develop into a full fic. Sometimes it will be smut, sometimes fluff, sometimes angst, sometimes… a surprise? And I don’t mean literally every day, but whenever I can! This one turned into more of a smutty blurb, but I intend for others to be much shorter snippets, bits of dialogue, headcanons etc..

Who better to start with than Steven?

Steven is a gentle lover; until he isn’t. (In which you gag on Steven’s cock and it sends him FERAL.)

NSFW/18+ Minors interacting will be blocked.

Steven Grant is a gentle lover.

Until he isn’t.

You are on your knees for him as he stands in front of you. Hadn’t even managed to strip off his work clothes yet before you were stripping them for him. Undoing his belt, and peeling away his trousers and boxers. Pushing his back up against the thick wooden beam of his attic room and taking him eagerly into your mouth.

He’s soft. Careful. Always. Let’s you take the lead.

Tonight is no exception.

Steven rests his hand gingerly on the crown of your head as you suck him - nothing but a gentle, reassuring weight. His long eyelashes flutter as he flits his gaze over you; the angel -divine being- making him feel so good.

You didn’t care who came through the door, you’d said. Whether it was him or Marc or Jake - you were getting down on your knees. Had been thinking about it all day.

But you’d told him, when he walked through the door, that you’d been glad it was him.

He’s still not used to this. To being wanted. To how good your mouth feels wrapped around him. Being buried in you.

Steven is a gentle lover. Makes a point of it. Never wants to hurt you. Push you. Take anything you don’t want to give. Has never even considered getting rough with you.

But tonight, he can’t help but think about what it would be like… just to take a little more.

Maybe because he’s had a stressful day at the museum. Maybe because he’s been thinking about coming home to you all day too and relieving his frustrations.

Whatever the reason, Steven can’t help but think about it; because he knows that the others are rougher with you, sometimes. That they don’t treat you like you’re about to break - like he does.

What were the words he’d heard?

Jake: soft dom. Marc: service top. Him: vanilla, submissive.

And so, he can’t help but think about it, because if they’d arrived tonight instead of him, wouldn’t this all be different?

The thought of that, combined with the feel of your velvet lips and the welcoming, warm wet cave of your mouth makes Steven so hard he can see stars blur the edge of his vision. Makes him grow over eager as you work your pretty mouth on him, bucking his hips and driving his length enthusiastically home, deeper into the cave of you. His hand gripping the back of your head just a little tighter than usual in his desperation to come undone.

He didn’t mean to. Didn’t mean to translate this desire from out of his head into the real world. You didn’t expect it.

It takes you a little by surprise.

Enough, to make you gag on Steven’s cock, just for a second; until you are surging off of him, eyelashes wet as you blink away the instant, spiking surge of tears.

Steven means to say something. He really does. Feels awful. Means to say “sorry, love, I’m so sorry”.

To soothe you. To do something.

But he… doesn’t.

Because…. Fuck.

He liked it.

A lot.

To his great relief, you seem unphased too, your lips curling up into a little smile before you curl them once again around his girth.

You continue: still gentle, still soft. Still in control. Setting your own pace.

Except this time Steven is inwardly going feral.

The thought of you gagging on him again. The thought of you surging off of him because he’s too big. The noises you made. The feeling of your throat convulsing around his cock. Even the tears in your eyes and the thought that you want him so much you’ll try so valiantly to take him all.

He’s panting. It’s awoken something in him. He’s throwing his head back against the beam. Eyes are screwing shut. His teeth are biting into his lower lip. His fingers are curling into your hair and - oh God. It feels divinely good but he wants…

Oh God.

He wants to push you down on him until you heave with the swell of him and he’s resisting the urge and you’re sucking him so deep and he can’t take it because he wants -needs to- bury himself even deeper.

Needs more and he’s aching for it.

“-Steven,” you purr, looking up at him, lips plumped and glistening with spit and god. “If you don’t want to make me gag on you again, you can always just ask. I can tell you liked it.”

He opens his eyes. Looks down at you on your knees. His mouth dropped open in surprise, and his legs nervy and trembling. A wracked, disbelieving moan spools from his chest, his cock almost bursting at the thought of it. Of making you choke on him. “W-would you d-do that for me, love?”

Your eyes glint with mischief. With want. “Steven.” You kiss the swollen head of his cock, swirling your tongue around the contours of him until he twitches, nearly spilling himself right then. “I’d do anything for you.”

He releases a shaky breath.

Steven is a gentle lover; until he isn’t.

Until he fists his hand in your hair and drives you down on his shaft, losing all composure as he hears you, feels you, sees you gagging on his size, your hands pressed calmly to his bared thighs as he holds you there and you let him.

And, as he does you fold the flat of your tongue around him. Let him take you, fill you, fuck into the circle of you, your throat resisting; gagging on him.

Steven can’t take it.

Didn’t know he would like this. Never would have guessed.

But within moments, he is emitting a ragged moan. He is pulsing his hot release down your throat. Giving you everything, as you eagerly take it. Swallow him down, until he’s drained; empty. Your hands smoothing up and down his shuddering thighs. Your tongue cleaning every last drop of mess from him. Humming against his softening shaft.

“Was that good, baby?”

He thinks he might black out. Can’t speak.

Can’t speak; until he can. “Love. C-Can we do it again?”

Your mouth curls into a smile; before you wrap it all the way around him.

When it comes to you, Steven can never get enough. He always want more.

At the same time though, you’re more than enough for him.

You’re everything, and he’s so happy he was the one to walk through the door.

#steven grant x reader #blorbo totd

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myvampyrez · 29 days

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What's your Vergil Sparda headcanons sfw and nsfw (you don't have to make this one if you don't want it) :)

vergil (n)sfw hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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omg why did it take me so long just to do simple headcanons 😭😭

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some curse words, spoilers for vergil lore in general, spoilers for mission 08 and so forth in dmc5, nsfw is labelled before written so read at your own discretion!!

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❥ sooo, in deep contrast to his twin brother, all know vergil is super serious

❥ i mean, if you spent a bunch of your time in hell, wouldn’t it take a toll on you too???

❥ because of what’s happened to vergil, it’ll be really difficult to actually get through to him

❥ even just small talk or simple touches are uncomfortable for him at the beginning

❥ and in order for him to trust you, you gotta be super persistent to actually stick with him

❥ i feel like vergils too stubborn for things like therapy, i don’t feel like he’d like to admit he needs help

❥ he’d probably keep going until he he overexerts himself or snaps, which would probably take a while considering he can endure a lot before giving in

❥ once you guys are actually together though, you’re essentially one step further to getting to the center of vergil because it means you’ve already broken down some of his walls

❥ vergils the type of guy to love silently, and maybe more distantly than a normal person would love

❥ but whoever said he was a normal person?

❥ he doesn’t know how to deal with his feelings, so he takes up avoiding you as his own way in hopes that you’ll come to him

❥ you walk into a room? he walks out

❥ you sit next to him? he’ll keep his nose buried in a book or his work in hopes that you’ll ‘pester’ him

❥ don’t let his feigned annoyance fool you, he prays for you to approach him

❥ by no means is vergil shy, but when you spend so many years in hell.. you kinda lack social cues

❥ he obviously know what love is, he’s not clueless, but it feels different when it comes to you

❥ it almost feels foreign

❥ vergil loves showing off that your his and he’s yours, he’ll buy you a pendant with a blue gem or something with his name engraved in it

❥ if you whine enough, he’ll ‘give in’ (he’s just acting tough) and read to you at night ‘begrudgingly’

❥ if you read too, he’ll curtly leave a book that he think you’ll like on your nightstand when he comes home

❥ if you eat dinner at the table, he’ll have you sit next to him so he can lock ankles with you or link your pinkies under the table

❥ other than that, vergil’s not rlly into pda?

❥ if anything, he’ll stand next to you or sit close enough to where your legs or thighs touch. that’s kinda like his ver. of pda 😭

❥ if you get along with nero or if maybe v saw how you got along with him before you knew he was vergil, even if he treats nero as a pest, it somewhat confuses him?

❥ maybe even almost upsets him??

❥ it just gives him a glimpse on what he could’ve had, and i guess it somewhat creates a dull ache within him knowing he could’ve been a present figure in nero’s life with you

❥ def an early bird, the type of dude to kiss your forehead before he leaves in the morning because he know you won’t wake up to see him before he goes

❥ ugh just imagine vergil staring down at you for a minute, contemplating his decisions while looking at your serene form before leaning down and placing a feather light kiss to your forehead so as to not wake you up

❥ i need to be contained

❥ he wouldn’t let you see it but he sometimes cracks a smile at just the thought of doing mundane activities, even if they’re such small tasks, he still cherishes the thought of a small life with you even if he’s married to his work

❥ but god forbid you’re around dante though, and if you’re playful n teasing like him?? vergil will never hear the end of dante’s irritating tales told to you of when they were children

❥ it probably ends up with yamato pressed against dante’s throat but it’s all brotherly fun guys don’t worry

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the familiar coos sung by the mourning doves fell deaf on VERGIL’s ears, only picking up your soft breaths as your chest rose up and down with each one you took. he couldn’t help but admire how comfortable you looked in your sleep—with your lips parted slightly and hair splayed out messily as it stayed trapped under you.

he cocked his head in bemusement at the sight of golden rays dancing on you collarbone, tinting the skin with the early sun of dawn. he was surprised you hadn’t woken up yet, considering the golden hue beamed along your face as well. one upside of getting to work early was seeing your peaceful face in the mornings. vergil studied your face as if he’d never see it again, and in a way, not seeing you again was very possible. due to being a devil hunter, risks were high. but vergil couldn’t bear the thought of doing that to you. he studied your face so carefully, eyes roaming across your skin to commit every single one of your features to memory.

his eyes of silver, once crinkled in pain and alone, now looked at you curiously as they caught every glimpse of you. the way your eyebrows furrowed when your mind swirled with its own concoction of your dreams, the way you changed positions to search for what he could only assume was the cold part of the pillow.

he felt his heartbeat quicken as he watched you stir in your sleep, turning your head over and allowing another angle of your beauty to be silently worshipped by your lover.

as he leaned down, he made sure to bend at the waist in order to make limited noise, cursing the material of his coat scrunching and making a slight sound as it crinkled. and as his lips connected with your forehead, he reveled in the smell of your shampoo from your shower that you took last night as he closed his eyes, holding his lips there in a feather light kiss.

then, just as quickly as they had been placed—his lips left your forehead as he began to exit the bedroom, taking one last glance at your resting form before he quietly closed the door.

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NSFW BELOW ꨄ︎

❥ i know i just wrote that cute ass blurb but now that we’re talking nsfw, vergil is def a quick learner

❥ obviously it’ll take a while to initiate intimacy, and as aforementioned—even just hand holding takes a while for him to digest

❥ but shit, this man has stamina for days

❥ being half a demon definitely doesn’t help, but vergil can actually go so long in the sheets w you 😭

❥ he’ll be awkward at first, unsure of what to do but once you guide him and reassure him that it’s okay to touch you, you just unlocked smth else in him omg

❥ his libido isn’t very high, but on the days that you guys do get intimate, he can last a while

❥ he’ll assure that you both are satisfied by the end of it, likes to know that you’ve finished before him at least once

❥ if you’ve gotten really bratty or you’ve gotten him really into it, you might feel him borderline triggering as his claws dig into your hips a little more and his groans get more guttural

❥ sorry guys—this man will not bottom or be any sort of submissive, and if he does, you will need to be in a committed relationship for at least a year or two

❥ he def has control issues

❥ in terms of talking dirty, he still holds that sharp precise tone when he speaks

❥ i don’t feel like hes much a degrading guy? maybe more possessive talk if anything

❥ this man doesn’t cuss often, but occasionally if you clench around him, he’ll let out a small huff of, “shit.” even if it’s barely audible

❥ i think maybe he teases you a bit, enough just to get you hot and bothered so you’ll be writhing underneath him

❥ being half-demon gives him some package guys, trust

❥ vergil’s lengthier, a small sensitive vein on the underside of him that you could use to your advantage on the off chance you suck him off

❥ when vergils in a certain mood, he’ll kiss on your skin (another form of teasing) and murmurs praises of how divine you look

❥ he loves the way your hands grip at the sheets, or the way they rush to your mouth as you try to cover up those pretty sounds while he’s giving you pleasure—no matter how many times he tells you to let them slip out

❥ not a big fan of marks, either on him or you. he still has to go outside and so do you, he’d probably be pretty embarrassed if someone saw them and questioned what happened

❥ unlike dante, vergil is pretty quiet about his love and sex life, he likes to keep it pretty tame and under wraps

❥ prefers to make it intimate rather than a quick fuck, he wants you to feel every ounce of love in his movements—whether it’s with his tongue, hands, or just his length

❥ he likes to drag it out too, i’m not talking quickies, i’m talking about full on ‘love making’ sessions (yes, he’ll refer to them as that most of the time)

❥ like i said, he wants you to feel every last bit of it with his body, unless you want him to spew some poetry out of the blue expressing his feelings—he can’t express them with regular words for shit

❥ he wants you to see what you’re doing to him, how you affect him, what you mean to him is more important than anything

#devil may cry #devil may cry x reader #devil may cry fanfiction #dmc fanfiction #x reader #vergil sparda x reader #vergil sparda #vergil dmc #dmc vergil x reader #dmc vergil #devil may cry vergil #devil may cry vergil x reader #dmc5 vergil #dmc3 vergil #ODOTTIE *･῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ 💘 ✧.*#kiss kiss

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artificialbreezy · 2 months

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This is a niche thought but I live for your nsfw headcanons so pls hear me out. Your birthday, Noah makes you cum for each year you’ve been alive (23 orgasms if you’re 23 etc) I cannot be the only one thinking this

this is the best thing i’ve read today omfg

nsfw under the cut ◡̈

he’d totally bring up as a joke.

“ya know how you’re supposed to get birthday spankings? like one for each year? well, what if i made you cum once for each year?”

brain goes empty bc WHAT IF but you play it cool, “i mean i think id get TIRED by the time your done. let alone i don’t know if i can even get off 23 times”

he wouldn’t bring it up again UNTIL the day of your birthday

you’d be fast asleep in bed, and he’d be kissing your neck and working his hands down your body trying to wake you up

you’d slowly stir awake and just look at him all sleepy “whatcha doing Noah?”

“just wanna make you feel good on your special day baby”

then he’d give you your first one on his fingers

the day would move on according to plan right, but when you got home from your birthday dinner with the whole gang is when he’d really step it up right?

he’d push you against the wall in the living room, right by the front door. “baby, you remember what i told you the other. one orgasm per year?” and you’d just nod because he’s leaning on the wall over you and your head is just a mess

Noah is a munch right. we know this. he’d lift up the bottom of your dress, pull your panties to the side and immediately lick a wide strip from your entrance to your clit

he’d give you number 2 of the day right against that wall

by the time you make it to his bedroom you’re on number 5 and he’s ONLY used his mouth and hands

he’d sit on the edge of his bed and pat his thigh “mere baby. want you to fuck yourself on my thigh”

at this point you’re just desperate, you’re a little fucked out but you refuse to call it quits until he’s inside you and who knows when that’s gonna be at this point

you feel your the edge right there but you’re so tired, so Noah grabs your hips and does it for you

“too dumb to get yourself off huh? don’t worry sweetheart, daddy’s gotcha”

after you cum again, he’ll pick you up off his lap and lay you on his bed FINALLY

“god you’re soaked baby”

“Sir, please. need you”

he’d laugh at your desperation but since it is your birthday he’ll play it nice

he’d drag his cock up your folds just to tease you a little bit

when he finally decides you’ve had enough of his teasing, he’d slowly push himself inside you.

“fuck. you’re so tight. relax angel, gotta relax so you can let me in. yeah?”

he’s the type of man who would grab your legs and push them to your chest so he could really bottom out and FEEL you so that’s exactly what he did

his thrust are slow and steady at first, sweet almost

“happy birthday angel. now you know i love you right? because im about to fuck you like i don’t.”

he 100% wouldn’t stop until you safe worded or passed out tbh

i feel like the ending point was 10 or 11.

your body was so numb and so tired and just on a whole other world when he finally called it quits

you’d definitely end up in sub space

“can you hear me honey? ya with me?”

“what a good girl. did so good for me baby. so proud of you.”

“i gotcha angel, im right here. im going to clean you up now okay? just relax and let me do all the work.”

#noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian x reader #bad omens fic #bad omens smut #noah sebastian #noah sebastian headcanons #noah sebastian blurb #noah sebastian fanfiction #noahsebastiann

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crossphine · 1 year

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❦ 𝙰 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 ❦

❧ Pairings: Cyno, Heizou, Tighnari x Reader (GN) [separate]

❧ Summary: A chain of circumstances leads to you two being extremely, awkwardly, close ⟶ headcanons and ficlets

❧ Contents: Forced proximity, pining, a lot of blushing, fluff, a little sprinkle of tension

❧ Word count: 2.8k

❧ Author's Note: You’ll have to excuse the terrible joke I came up with for Cyno’s part 😅 it’s on brand for him, though, so–

Cyno’s reactions, I believe, would depend on a lot of things

If he doesn’t have feelings for you, I don’t think he would mind nor react :P — if he does, then at the very least he’d get red cheeks

On the other hand, if it happens while he’s busy with something important, he would ignore it on purpose — but if it just happens, and it’s the only thing he can focus on, then oh God

Poor guy

Cyno isn’t used to proximity of this kind so he doesn’t know what to do; where to keep his gaze or his hands

He makes sure he’s not crossing any boundaries

I wouldn’t put it past him to say a joke after a while to ease the tension

The desert at night was scarily cold and if someone wasn’t careful, they could spend the entire time shivering and even get sick afterwards, so whenever you traversed the miles of sand with Cyno, you made sure to bring two blankets with you.

That was what usually happened, at the very least.

This time around, you forgot one, and you noticed while Cyno looked for a suitable place to settle down for now, to rest for a moment. The trek had been long, arduous, and tiring, and continuing whilst exhausted would do neither of you any favors.

“There,” he announced as he pointed towards a small area underneath a steady-looking rock formation. You said nothing, following him in silence as you went over your words regarding the tiny mishap.

The two of you were close friends and, alright, you did develop somewhat of a little crush on him after seeing what he was like behind the serious and intimidating aura he carried with him wherever he went. In truth, Cyno was kind of a dork, amusingly passionate about a card game and with tenths of jokes at the ready.

That didn’t mean you liked seeing him angry, though, and you had no idea how he’d react to the news.

“Uh, Cyno?” you called once you were under the rock and he turned to you, a sign for you to continue. Running a hand through your hair, you sighed.

“I forgot one of the blankets…”

“Oh,” he said simply, “alright.”

Seemingly not fazed in the slightest, he sat down after kicking at the sand.

“You can have it,” he added and his words took you a second to process. You could–? Oh, no.

With a small noise of protest, you sat down next to him and handed him the blanket.

“No way! It was my mistake, it’s only fair you have it,” you tried to protest and even nudged him with the fluffy, folded material when he made it clear he had no intention of taking it. Instead, he sighed.

“I’m able to survive without–”

“Survive, sure, but it’s more comfortable with this, isn’t it?”

You were keenly aware of his nightly strolls around the desert and, of course, being accustomed to the drastic climates of the place, but so far, he had never rejected your blankets nor had he told you not to bring one for him.

Besides, the sight of him sitting snugly wrapped in a cocoon of nothing but warmth was always a welcome one.

“… Fine, but I can’t just leave you without something to cover yourself.” Cyno took the blanket from and began unfolding it. The words were out of your mouth before you could think about them.

“We could share.”

As surprised as you were with yourself, you were more shocked to see a reaction from him—his eyes widened ever so slightly and his hands stopped for just a second.

“If… I mean, it’s all the same to me. It’s up to you.”

Oh. Well, that was a better response than what you’d expected; he wasn’t averse to the situation, at least. How often would you get an opportunity like this? Usually you didn’t have the courage to stand too close to him in fear of souring his mood in some way.

“I don’t mind,” you smiled and after his nod, helped accommodate the blanket around the two of you. Given it was made for one person, you both had to scoot over until your arms were pressed against each other.

His skin was cold, and you assumed so was yours, but warmth was quickly spreading throughout your body; it probably wasn’t only because of the cover.

You couldn’t find it in yourself to fill the silence with your usual ramblings and although Cyno tended to stay silent, he would share some things with you sometimes—new cards, recent matches, general thoughts.

Turning to look at him out of curiosity, you saw him staring straight ahead, his lips pressed into a thin line. It was hard to tell whether it was a trick of the lack of light or not, but his cheeks seemed to be a darker shade than the rest of his skin; you didn’t dwell on that for long, your focus falling on how hard he was gripping his hands. It was like he was trying his best not to move or look anywhere else but forward.

“Cyno,” you said softly, “are you–”

Okay.

You’d wanted to ask if he was okay, if he was uncomfortable, but when he faced you, any eloquence left you completely, unable to form any words. You could feel his warm breath on your lips and you swore that, for a mere moment, his nose brushed yours.

Suddenly, you felt stiflingly hot and you coughed while turning away.

“Sorry.” You ignored how his voice was shaking and simply murmured an ‘it’s alright’.

The silence that followed was worse than before, heavier than the blanket surrounding your shoulders and as suffocating as the desert heat in the middle of the day.

It felt like an eternity had passed before Cyno cleared his throat.

“Do you want to hear a joke?”

In spite of the tangible tension, you smiled. “Sure.”

“Why does the Nilotpala Lotus live in better conditions than the Kalpalata Lotus?”

“I don’t know, why?”

“Because it has two lots under its name.”

“Because it has two– oh gods,” you ran a hand down your face, stifling a laugh. “That’s so bad…”

“You’re laughing, though,” he pointed out, all and any traces of tension gone from his tone. On the contrary, it sounded like he was smiling—this was probably a boost to his ego.

“I’m not!” you tried while chuckling. Frankly, a feeble attempt.

“Liar.”

He will definitely take advantage of the situation

To tease you, of course

Like Cyno, he’ll continue to focus on his work if it’s present, but Heizou would take a couple of seconds to get on your nerves

Who says a detective can’t multitask?

The situation is bad already and this guy only makes it worse, for you

For Heizou to be the one flustered, you’d have to push very specific buttons

You were trying to be inconspicuous and so far, it was working.

Despite Heizou’s name having some weight, people would only spare you two a glance before going on about their day. It was better, anyway, given the criminal you were tailing after.

If everything went well, then you’d catch him in the act of picking up a suitcase at an agreed location. That was all it would take to get him behind bars.

It was running smoothly, perhaps too smoothly, which was why you didn’t think it was weird that the man stopped walking all of a sudden. You weren’t given time to even process anything when there was a firm grip on your wrist that, quite literally, yanked you away.

“Wh–”

Some shuffling later and the first thing you noticed was that it was slightly hard to breathe. You would’ve panicked or struggled if the sight of Heizou hadn’t been there.

“What are you doing?!” you whisper-yelled and then tried to move with little success. You looked around and finally realized that you couldn’t breathe properly because of the very narrow alley Heizou had pulled you in and the cheeky devil being literally pressed against you didn’t help.

“Shhh…” he replied and placed a hand on your waist to stop your wiggling, though his eyes were locked on the streets. “He was about to turn around and if he saw us…”

He trailed off, but he didn’t need to finish for you to understand that you would’ve been screwed. Of course he caught that before you.

“Alright…” you relented and settled down to wait.

Except you were getting increasingly warm and Heizou’s hand was like fire on your skin despite your clothes being in the way. You gulped, clenching and unclenching your fists so you didn’t lose your composure.

Okay. You could handle this.

When Heizou turned his head to look at you and smirked a second later, you realized that you wouldn’t be able to handle this.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he whispered, the smirk not leaving his face. His smugness was very obvious in his voice, and even if it annoyed you, it also made you blush more—he noticed. “I didn’t mean to give you a fever.”

You clicked your tongue. “Shouldn’t you focus on something more important?”

“I am, but I have to say that red looks good on you,” he said, using his free hand to playfully poke your cheek. You sighed in exasperation; he always did this and it always worked, no matter how hard you tried to keep a poker face on you. He was charming, and he knew.

Revenge would be oh so delicious. To see red on his cheeks and see him spluttering. He had turned back to check on your target and you glanced to make sure the man was still within eyesight.

Gulping down your nerves and using the image of a flustered Heizou as a motivator, you hooked a finger around his choker and brought his face down. He didn’t even manage to get any words out as he just widened his eyes, without moving away. The tip of his nose touched yours for a split second and you felt his fingers twitch against your waist.

Standing on your tip-toes to meet the height his getamashi gave him, it took a second or two for his face to catch heat. You smiled at the speechless detective you had, almost literally, wrapped around your finger. The color brought out the green of his eyes and made his beauty marks more obvious; you tried not to think about how attractive he was.

“I think red looks better on you,” you whispered as you took a moment to commit this extremely rare sight to memory before turning away, for your own sake. You only managed to hear him trying to start a sentence.

“He’s moving! Let’s go,” you announced and got out of the alley with some difficulty, letting go of him on the way.

Heizou soon caught up to you and you hoped he wouldn’t try to retaliate now.

“We’re not done, by the way,” he murmured behind you and despite yourself, you grinned. Oh, sweet, sweet revenge; clearly he wasn’t used to someone responding to his teasing.

“Whatever you say, red cheeks.”

He chuckled and it wasn’t hard to imagine him shaking his head with a smile.

Body reactions

Body. Reactions.

This man will not bring attention to the proximity, but his tail and ears are a dead giveaway

The twitching and swaying. THE TWITCHING AND SWAYING–

Tighnari seems annoyed, but that’s just his way of masking his embarrassment

Even once you’ve pulled apart, the memory will cause very slight flicks of his tail

“Tighnariiiiii.”

“...”

“Nariiii…”

“...”

“NA–”

“Shush, would you? I’m preparing your medicine.”

He only heard you whine, but he knew you were probably wiggling on the bed, too weak to try and get up; the rustling of the sheets told him as much. The mushroom you ate had done a number on you, reducing you to a rambling, delirious state. It was your first time making a mistake of that kind, and mistakes were inevitable, so Tighnari wasn’t exactly angry.

However, your behavior at the moment, drastically different to how you usually carried yourself, was somewhat exasperating (and a little amusing, but he didn’t allow that thought to linger).

“But I want huuugs…!”

“No, you don’t. That’s the poison speaking,” he said, although he knew it was a futile endeavor, and turned around with the concoction ready in his hands along with a spoon. Tighnari found you sprawled out on the bed, like you were taking up all the space possible on purpose. You were also looking at him with a pout and a frown; that only got a chuckle out of him.

“It’s not! I’m–”

“Shush. Open your mouth,” he interrupted again and fed you the medicine once you begrudgingly obeyed. He paid no mind to your greatly exaggerated grimace and put the mortar aside, and then watched you for a moment. It’d take a few minutes for it to work its way through your system and he had responsibilities to get back to, but he knew that leaving you here alone was only a recipe for disaster.

Hm. He could work on reviewing some material; he did bring his things with him, after all, and he could keep an eye on you that way. Stretching with a groan, he straightened up and was ready to head to a chair when you grabbed his wrist, keeping him rooted in place.

“Don’t go.” You were pouting again and Tighnari had to admit to himself that you looked… convincing.

“You need to rest,” he said, voice softer than before. You shook your head vehemently and tugged on his arm.

“I need hugs.”

He sighed.

“I’ll give you one lat–”

“Now!” And you pulled, throwing Tighnari off-balance and causing him to fall on top of you. Before he could even try to stand up, you wrapped an arm around his neck and another around his waist, efficiently trapping him.

With a groan, he made an attempt and your hold on him only tightened, pressing his body against yours even more. His face was basically buried in your chest and your scent of leaves and wood was invading his nostrils.

The medicine had already given you some of your strength back, apparently, and much to his chagrin.

“Let me go,” he demanded, his voice muffled by your clothes.

“Mmmno,” you replied, sounding annoyingly satisfied with yourself. “I never get to hug you.”

“This is extremely uncomfortable and is hardly a hug.”

“I can see your tail wagging from here,” you chuckled and Tighnari groaned again, feeling his ears droop backwards out of embarrassment annoyance. Oh, so you were lucid enough for that, weren’t you?

He was tempted to resort to using his Vision to move your arms away, but then you began massaging his scalp, and the thought dissipated instantly. That… That felt good, it was relaxing and the way in which tension left his limbs was nearly tangible.

Only a few minutes.

“Next time,” he began as he turned his head to have his cheek pressed against you. He could hear your heartbeat better. Your hold loosened. “Next time just ask.”

“Mmmkay.”

————— ୨୧ —————

You rubbed your eyes as you woke up, disoriented and with no idea of where you were. Weren’t you in the forest for surveillance? You… You stopped for a moment to eat and everything after that was a blur.

“Good morning.”

Your head snapped to the source and found Tighnari working on something on a desk, his back to you. What was he doing here?

“Mor… Morning? Um… What happened to me? I can’t remember much.”

“Do you remember what you ate?” he asked instead and you moved a hand up to rub your forehead in an attempt to make your brain work better.

“I… I ate– Oh. Oh…”

Like a flood, memories came rushing in, from a ranger finding you to you pulling Tighnari down. Archons… Good Archons above. You forced Tighnari to cuddle with you.

“Tighnari,” you said and gulped down the lump of shame to continue. You saw his ears twitch in your direction. “I’m… I’m sorry. For, uh…”

You were unable to finish, but you didn’t miss how his tail moved, flicking upwards once before lightly swaying. Oh, gods, he was mad, wasn’t he? You weren’t sure whether not seeing his expression was a good thing or a bad one.

“It’s fine, you weren’t in the right state of mind.”

Sighing, you began playing and fiddling with your hands on your lap, trying not to think about how comfortable it’d been, despite the awkward circumstances. Not even when you heard him walk over did you look up.

“Like I said,” he ruffled your hair, “simply ask next time you need a hug.”

You buried your face in your hands with a groan.

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