#i just like... i get it king!!! you’re ridiculous but i get it <3

[grimm-writings]

hello! <3 i read your dungeon meshi stuff and it was great!! is it alright if i request some relationship headcanons with chilchuk? preferably with a male s/o, but gn is alright too! thank you sm! i hope you have a good day.

chilchuck relationship headcanons!!

…ft! chilchuck x m! reader

…tags! fluff, mentions of chilchuck's wife, chilchuck bisexuality crisis, teeny weeny hurt/comfort, talk of marriage, just word vomit tbh

…wc! 1561 (UHM...)

…notes! m! reader food come get it!!!!!!!! thank you for giving me the opportunity to go crazy stupid with this request anon i love chil so much is it obvious yet

Ok let’s get one thing straight.

(He isn’t.  Haha.)

But!  In all seriousness, Chilchuck has one thing he needs to do before considering a committed relationship.

Yep, even with all the longing glances, late night conversations, and helping each other learn and grow, he has to delay the fruition of your relationship until after everything after the dungeon dies down.

Well… he just needs to talk to his past lover first.  He needs to have a long, long conversation with her, and he’ll be sure to mention you too.

He relays this to you during the great feast privately.  Despite his nervousness, the sigh of relief that escapes him is noticeable.  His shoulders slack and he closes his eyes.  Finally, it’s off his chest.

Before we talk about the actual relationship, though, let’s talk about stuff that happened during the pining phase!  Yay!

Chilchuck only had one flame his entire life, and that was his childhood friend.  He never really ‘dated’, never really had any sort of time to explore his feelings for anyone else.

To put it plainly, he had no idea he was into guys.

“I dunno, Senshi was always kind of handsome,” Chilchuck notes with Laios, and his doppelganger nods in agreement. You and Marcille pause for a second, processing the words the two men said.  Like a house pet that has certain opinions regarding these sorts of people, you side-eye one another. “How would you know that?”  You challenge. In response, one of the Chilchucks glances over at you – the more tired looking one – and he shrugs.  “Not anyone would have the kinda bold look in his eyes he has.  The pinnacle of masculinity,” he huffs with a small grin, as if daydreaming of the very such thing. You have no words.  You quite simply don’t.

It’d be a major “oh FUCK” moment when he does realise.  Honestly the entire realisation of feelings for Chilchuck is Good Medicine but times a billion.

He’s pacing he’s pulling at his hair he’s questioning how the HELL did this happen.

If he has a pillow he is screaming into it more often than he normally does.

If you’re more on the masculine side, or are a dwarf, this man is a right mess around you.

Like he’s stammering constantly and hates himself for it.  Constantly red in the face around you and has to excuse himself.

But like . Not in a gay way or anything.

(Seriously if you think how he avoids his friends is ridiculous, this is eleven times worse.)

It takes some time, but I can imagine there’s a moment in the dungeon where you kissed at least once.

Chilchuck is the one to break away first, his eyes wide and face beet red.  It doesn’t take long for him to take his hands away from where they were, interlaced with yours, to hold his face and drag his skin down in dread. “...Did you like it?”  You nervously ask.  He’s the king of mixed signals… The half-foot nods slowly, still looking like he experienced some form of unwanted enlightenment.  “Yuh–huh,” he squeaks. You smile.  That’s good enough for you.

Marcille definitely picks up on SOME tension though.  She’s oddly observant of that sort of thing.

Once you actually reveal to the party that you’re seeing each other post-canon, Marcille disrespectfully shouts “I KNEW IT!”

As Chilchuck and her have an arguing match about that, you’ll look at Laios who looks shocked.  He had no idea.  Some things never change.

Senshi and Falin are normal and actually just congratulate you.  Give them hugs for me.

BUT FINALLY ONTO ACTUAL RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS!!!!!! (This is like 600 words so far.)

He’s still uneasy about a lot of things.  He has a deep-rooted fear of messing this up again.

When the relationship is established he might distance himself for a bit.  Not on purpose, mind you, he’s just… not sure of what to do, and he’d rather not do anything at all than mess up.

Chilchuck no that in turn is messing up noo!!!!

You’d have to tell him this and he’ll try and turn his behaviour around instantaneously.  He’ll be nervous and frustrated with himself, but take it slow and he’ll come around eventually.

His nicknames are … unique.

He’ll use stuff like “idiot” with the greatest affection in his eyes and a soft grin, but he’ll say “hey handsome” with the most dripping sarcasm and sneer.  Why is he like this—

Play with his strands of grey hair and he’s so flustered, swatting your hand away.  If he’s tired and cuddling into you, though, he… well, he wouldn’t mind it.

Speaking of cuddling!  He didn’t really do much like cuddling in his previous relationship, to your surprise.  He just shrugs and says he and his old flame weren’t that kind of people.

This is how you inadvertently find out Chilchuck is a wombo combo of touch starved and too embarrassed by it to do anything about it.  How does he live…?

He knows himself if you’re not a half-foot that him being a big spoon is too ridiculous of a notion.  Yeah, he immediately assumes he has to be the one spooning you.  He realises with time though that he… drastically prefers being in your arms.  Feeling secure, loved…  He really really likes it.

Not like you can ever get him to admit it verbally.

(You can still see it from how he relaxes into you and smiles as he drifts off into dreamland.)

It’s been a long day, and Chilchuck wants nothing more than to see you.  You look up from where you were sitting when your boyfriend enters the house and smile.  “Good evening, love.” God, your smile.  If he didn’t know he’d be coming home to this, then the work day wouldn’t have been worth it.  He sighs and smiles, walking to you and immediately falling onto your lap.  His face tucks itself into your stomach and his arms wrap around your middle. “Hm, someone’s tired,” you remark with a grin.  Chilchuck merely groans into your form. Sparing him from any teasing, you card your fingers through your hair.  You can already feel how he melts into you as he loses consciousness. You lean down and kiss the shell of his ear.  “Sweet dreams, Chil.”

For a long time, he struggles with actually calling you his boyfriend.  It’s not like he’s ashamed of you, it’s just…  It’s always been “my wife” for such a long time.  He still can’t quite fathom this change in his life.  That you’re his and he’s yours.

Eventually, he’ll be the one to proudly proclaim “my boyfriend!” when he gets the chance to mention you.  He’s quite proud of the fact he’s got you, after all.

His kisses are usually quick and brief pecks on your temple or if he’s not in reach, your hand or shoulder.  

Ugh can you imagine him taking your hand and giving a kiss to the back of it?  And you can feel his thumb ghost over your knuckles reassuringly before wishing you farewell to work?  Dying dead.

Kiss him and he’s always taken aback every time.  He still won’t be able to comprehend it no matter how many times you’ve done it.

(To be slightly on the more suggestive side… really likes making out when in the mood.  He can do that for hours with him on top of you.  Though he wouldn’t mind being underneath if he considers it…)

He daydreams more often than he likes, especially early in the relationship.  He’ll feel ridiculous for it, like some lovestruck schoolboy but… well, yeah, he IS utterly enamoured with you!  Don’t be surprised if you catch him staring at you or checking you out in some way.  Call him out, and he’ll flush with a furrowed brow and glance away.

His love language mostly comes in the form of acts of service.  Although there’s a slight bit of gift giving too.  He likes giving you wordworks or embroidery he made if he knows you like it.  Maybe he’ll make you a teddy or ragdoll if you’re into that!

You also get Chilchuck thinking about the impossible after a while.  He doesn’t try to make a big deal out of it, but it’s kinda hard when…

“I think I can give marriage a second chance,” Chilchuck says out of the blue to you one relaxing night in bed.  His hair is messed up by you burying your head into it, and your lover is tucked into your chest, holding onto your waist. His words certainly catch you off guard, and for once Chilchuck doesn’t make a thing out of being the one to fluster you for once.  Instead, he tucks his nose into your neck and sighs.  “I just…” he pauses for a few seconds.  “I think I can do it right this time.  If you’re here with me.  I think I can do it.” The silence is thick with a kind of tenderness you’d only associate with the colour pink.  It’s deep and you can feel your face glow in the heat. You pull Chilchuck closer and kiss his head. “I’d really like that Chilchuck.  I really would.” He chuckles slightly at the soft sensation, closing his eyes again. “Thank you,” he says, “I mean it.  I couldn’t have made it this far without you.”

#✮ grimm's fics! #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi imagines #delicious in dungeon imagines #dungeon meshi x reader #delicious in dungeon x reader #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #chilchuck imagines #chilchuck tims imagines #chilchuck x reader #chilchuck tims x reader #male reader #m!reader #m! reader

[circeyoru]

Unwanted Soul _ Part 4 = Requested

[Yandere!Alastor x Owner of his Soul!Reader]

The Request (1) + (2)

@hoshinosama Maybe p4 is about Alastor learning about reader past? 🥺

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 2.5 (ask) — Part 3 — Part 4 (here) — Part 5 *I suggest you read Part 2.5 if you didn't, it'll help

When you found out all those years ago, back when you first manifested in Hell that you were still somehow alive, you seeked out so many ways to off yourself again. You didn’t kill yourself to live in torture again. Especially when there was no right entertainment for you

Unforturnately, you did find out that you missed the annual exterminations that was a one way ticket to death. You missed it! Then you went to the next big thing. You seeked out the King of Hell, your next way to true death

You caught Lucifer at an awkward timing. His daughter that he so loved was doing something impossible, as he claims and his wife was more and more distant for some reason he can’t point. Well, you’re not interested in any way so you kindly asked if he could kill you

That dead look in your eyes shocked Lucifer really. You were like a soulless being, a puppet? A doll? There was no spark in you, no wants apart from your wish to death. Lucifer took pity on you and took you in, offering you a job of being an information collector of sorts. His little informant

You only agreed because he said you had powers in Hell and tempted you to delay your death till the next extermination to see if you still want the same. A little below a year to see if you liked your demon life or self. You discovered quite the unique power you have and honed it to perfection, testing it and perfecting it

All the while, you made friends with Lucifer who was a bit too obsessed with making ducks. He gave you your own collection of ducks. During which you created a case just to put those ducks on display, uplifting his spirits

Now Lucifer notices that you never smiled nor show prolonged excitement for anything. You were fascinated with your powers and abilities, but you were hardly happy. So he tried something. He brought you back to Earth for a visit and for you to get whatever you wished 

Never has he seen you that happy and grateful like you were another person. You dragged him all over the place, actually requesting things and wanting stuff done. Lucifer happily fulfilled it all. It was the least he could do when you gave him company when his family was distant from him

Even better was when you gave up on your (second) death and was more energetic. To seems to Lucifer that bringing you to Earth was the right call, so he gave you exclusive access to the living world on the condition that you would never cause harm to the mortals and bring other demons along with you. Namely abuse it, you easily agreed with no issue

Throughout your years of serving Lucifer, you never actually caught wind of Charlie because you didn’t want Lucifer getting depressed even more due to the distance and you never actively searched for Lilith because Lucifer’s response to your offer nearly made your sda self cry for him

You kept a strict business relationship with Lucifer to ensure that all the gathered information was to his benefit and liking, you later allowed a friendship with him because he helped you see light in this hellhole. If you had taken your life, you wouldn’t be enjoying your afterlife or meet him

“Are you really seriously happy with that thing?” Lucifer asked as his face twisted to one of disgust and maybe anger when his eyes darted over to the demon humming a joyful tune while baking with a ridiculous apron You hummed, looking up from your tablet and pausing your search, “If you’re referring to Alastor, then yes, I am.” Lucifer let out a childish groan, plopping his chin in his palm, “Why is it that tacky piece of—” He cut himself off when he heard your giggle. At time he thought you were giggling at his name-calling, but you were looking at Alastor with a soft gaze before you caught yourself and turned back to Lucifer. He smiled along, “Maybe he’s not too bad if he can make you smile like that.” “Like what?” You tilted your head, not following. You blinked twice when Lucifer suddenly lean extremely close to you with a smirk, you raised a brow, “What are you doing? “Oh, darling!” Alastor sang, immediately came over and swatted Lucifer away from you like a bug. Before you could make a comment, he showcased a tray of freshly fried donuts. “I glazed it with some sugar. I can make more flavours, if you so desire, My Dear.” You picked up one and tried it, “Taste great, Alastor.”

Even though Lucifer is happy for your own happiness, he can’t help but want to rile up Alastor just to show that Radio Demon you had a close friendship with The King of Hell. When you were still in slumber mode, he warned Alastor thoroughly that if you were to cry under any circumstances, Alastor’s gonna answer to him

You found it odd how you were somewhat surrounded by people now. Just a year ago, you were trying to get Alastor out of your home and living your dream life. But now, you were in a hotel of all places. You wonder what your life came to really

Your eyes landing on Alastor, you can’t help but smile fondly. Your biggest change was letting someone else into your life and you like it. You can’t deny that Alastor was on the extreme side, but it was all his way of showing affection, so you can’t deny that any longer. They say time will time, and they proved Alastor was a devotee to your affection 

It was a mystery why you accepted the gang’s invitation to drink when you were heading to the kitchen for some food, since Alastor was out to visit Rosie. It left you drank and a talker, you were more energetic and carefree than usual, a completely different side. When Alastor came back, everyone was quick to scatter, not wanting to explain themselves to the Radio Demon for your state

“Alastor! Welcome back!” You waved, hopping off the high chair while holding onto your wine glass, wobbly but careful not to spill. “You’re very late today.” “Apologises, My Dear, Rosie was introducing me to some new shops for your steak.” Alastor took the wine glass away and threw it into the bar where Husk was hiding under, he held onto your hand to balance you, “What have you been doing, Darling?” “Oh, nothing. Charlie and the others invited me to drink, Husk made me this bubbly drink that’s a bit… bubbly!” You giggled, planting your face into Alastor’s front, hugging him as you snizzle at him. “Very bubbly.” Alastor looked up to glare at the bar, though void of the culprits that put you in such a state. You avoided alcohol for a reason. He picked you up, holding you like a princess. “Well, My Dearest, time to head back to your room then.”

This state of yours was a wild card to Alastor. Sometimes, you were highly aware of your surroundings and played flirty, sometimes you were sleepy, sometimes you were talkative, sometimes you were cruel. It was like different sides of you were fighting for dominance

He have only seen you sleepy once when he added alcohol into the meal for taste, you fell asleep before you finished your food. The next day he inquired and you told him your drunken states, strictly telling him to not let you drink alcohol or put them in your drink or food. So he was puzzled how Charlie and the others got you to drink

Boredom got you to do a lot of things. Try out new hobbies only to revert back to your old ones in a matter of days. An intensive obsession that doesn’t last long, a frequent phenomenon with you. That’s why you were adamant about him leaving you, you think Alastor will get bored of you and leave out of the blue when you had no time to prepare

Alastor was well aware, though he had no idea where this rooted from, he proved you wrong by staying with you all these years without fail. He’ll continue to do so too

“Ask me something. I’ll answer.” You shifted to sleep on your side, eying Alastor who was cleaning up the mess you’ve been. “Anything.” “Dear, you’ll regret this. I won’t take advantage of your drunk state.” You pouted, “I won’t regret it. We’ve been close. I don’t mind letting you know things, I’ll not answer if I don’t feel comfortable, okay?” Alastor hummed, snapping his fingers to change your clothes to something more comfortable for sleep, then he took of his coat to place it on an armchair. He sat down on the bedside, “Are you sure, Dear? I will ask anything.” “Yeah.” You hugged onto a soft toy nearby “Why did you kill yourself?” “...My life wasn’t worth living.” You muttered, your eyes downcasted. It was a lucky thing that Alastor’s back was to you. “I didn’t see a meaning in my life, every day it was like I was torturing myself.” “Why are you hesitant about accepting connection, affection and love?” You chuckled drily, “That’s so direct, Alastor.” You hummed and closed your eyes, recalling memories of the past when you were alive. “I loved connection, I loved affection too. I never understood love. I had so many friends when I was younger, like a kid, but I realized they weren’t friends and it was a form of bully. I thought my family cared about me but when I wasn’t useful, they pushed me aside.” Alastor moved his hand to you, wiping away a tear that escaped your closed eyelids. “I’m sorry to hear that, you don’t deserve that.” Despite his gentleness to you, he was seething with rage. “No wonder you were pushing me away, Darling.” “I thought I had the love of my life though. He confessed first, I ignored it then accepted it. Then he and I broke off. Afterwards, we’re back together again. He called me clingy, annoying, he regretted giving me his love. So I broke it off. Then he came back to me, saying he was wrong. I was desperate. I accepted, thinking it was the last. I shouldn’t have accepted.” You took a deep breath, your eyes opened, glassy and dull “He’s not worth your time and energy, Doe.” Alastor sat properly, letting you lie in his lap while he played with you hair. “Forget him.” He almost growled, he controlled himself so his claws wouldn’t sharpen. “Forget all about him.” You closed your eyes once more, leaning into his touch. “I killed myself in my sleep. I wanted to sleep forever and ignore all the suffering around me. I don’t want to hear their laughter, I don’t want to see their smiles, I don’t want to sing them praise and congratulations. I don’t want to know about their achievements while I was… I don’t want it…” “Shhhhh… Darling, it’s alright.” Alastor looked down at you, bringing your fluffy blanket up to you. “You don’t need to care about them, you have me with you now. Whatever you desire is yours.”

The promises and whispers of giving you the world, in exchange for your presence in his life. You believed you took Alastor for granted. You were indifference to his affection and care in the beginning, when he showed you such extreme to protect and defend you (even when it’s not needed), you were scared that he saw you as the next entertainment

So you kept pushing him away. Showing him to the door when he was all healed up. You knew it only took that long because he was worsening his wounds to stay longer. It was a cliche tactic and you saw through it. When that didn’t work, he said he had to stay to replay you for your kindness. A rarity in Hell, which you agree. But you told him, “It was only to amuse myself.”

Alastor merely laughed and commended on your honestly. Freshing, as he claimed. Everything you did to get him away from you, it only drew him closer and closer to you. To the point where you have to take a break from it all, to clear your head and think. The hotel, it was perfect, so you sent him there. Maybe he’d find better entertainment there

But then he gave you reports daily, an excuse to hear your voice and feel your presence through the radio. He spotted a loophole. You found yourself looking forward to his reports. Even letting him visit once for a ‘job well done’ reward. He delayed his return to the hotel and you didn’t complain

You told yourself not to fall for him. Don’t let history repeat itself. Save yourself the heartache. This was Hell, no way would someone like Alastor devote to you just because he loves you. No way. Don’t hope. Don’t expect. If you do, you’re putting yourself up for a nasty fall

When you heard that Alastor’s old friend Mimzy came over, completely ignoring the way he treated a soul he owned that went by the name Husk. The next day, you found yourself on the streets searching for this Mimzy character. She didn’t have a good reputation, but who does in Hell. You felt your anger raising when she spoke of Alastor’s name left and right to take whatever she wanted

Before you knew it, you had fired a shot at her. You left before she found you. You left yourself slip. Why now? Why? What made Alastor different? Lucifer saved you from a quick suicide after your arrival to Hell, you didn’t feel the same with him as you did with Alastor. Why? WHY?

You thought you had a piece of mind when Alastor told you the exterminations were targeting the hotel first. This will end your mistake. This will save you the fall. You gave Alastor your order, “Protect the hotel and the Princess must be aided to the best of your abilities.”

To see things end, you stood a safe distance away from the battle. Your eyes on Alastor who took up the role of battling against Adam. You should have smiled that Alastor’s chances of winning was slim, but you found your heartbeat quicken as anxiety rose

The back of your mind shouted at you. Alastor will die. Adam’s an angel. He has angelic powers. Save him. Can’t let him die. One strike from Adam and Alastor’s history. You’ll be free. Wait. No!

Your hands moved as you brought out a spare blank book, you opened it and the winds picked up around you. The pages all came out, flying around you. You teleported between your enemy and your (potential lover) friend

The moment you activated your teleportation, you made your peace, you love having Alastor around you. You love his presence. You love him

Note: I ended up writing too much again. And what's with all those asks suddenly??? So shocked to get that. What ever started them???

Circe Y.

Other Works: MASTERLIST

Taglist:

@aconfusedwonderland

@crowleysthings

@donustellaron

@nevermore-ramblings 

@justboredforreal 

@youroneandonlysimp 

@falsemain

@scenteddelusion5

@anni1600

@readergirlstuff

#Circe's Nighty Writings #Circe's requested writings #alastor imagine #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor headcanons #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor #hazbin hotel oneshots #yandere alastor #yandere alastor x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #alastor fanfiction #hazbin hotel imagines #Unwanted Soul

[satoruwiki]

Naoya nsfw and sfw relationship headcanons pleeeaasse . He's a terribly guilty pleasure and not many people write him (probably because he's a toxic sh*t)

omg anon you’re so right bc who would want an absolute toxic misogynistic fuck of a man (me, i do/j) i was supposed to post this yesterday but i forgor, sorry! btw i may or may not be working a second version of the atrocious fic i did a few days ago abt him… if its of anybody’s interest…

͏͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏ ♡₊˚ Naoya is the type of man to…𓈒 ˚ ⟡

content: jjk headcanons; half sfw/half nsfw; afab!reader; glimpse of the horrors you’d be going through as his partner lol

n/a: i’m making more content for naoya than my glorious blue eyed king lmao ;-;

these are my hcs! feel free to agree or disagree :b any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3

sfw ver! ୨ৎ

Naoya is the type of man to… spoil you rotten. Not because you deserve it—maybe you do—but because one of Naoya’s biggest weaknesses is his pride and reputation, and yours affects his. He can’t have his gf/fiancée/wife wearing low-quality or average clothing, you have to look worthy of him (at least on the outside). So he will gift you kimonos made with the finest fabric and the finest accessories to pair with. If you’re smart enough, you might be able to take advantage of that and manipulate him to buy you whatever you want, but you better be kissing the soil he walks on afterwards.

Naoya is the type of man to… be overprotective and ridiculously jealous. You won’t be able to go out by yourself. Not without him being there or at least one of his servants, what if another man tries to have a conversation with you? What if you flirt back? He doesn’t trust you or anyone but himself. He has to make sure you aren’t fooling around. Besides, you’re so weak—or at least that’s what he thinks—you need someone to protect you. What if someone disrespects you? He can’t let that slide, the only one allowed to treat you poorly is him.

Naoya is the type of man to… secretly like your praises. He won’t tell you, of course, but he does like having someone recognizing his strength—the main reason he’s so protective of you, trying to look like a knight in shining armour—and how great he is on his day-to-day basis. He will be pissed whenever you get mad at him and don’t praise him. He won’t say it directly nor apologize for whatever he did, but you might find an ‘apology’ gift on your side of the bed. If it’s a mistake you did—which to him is always going to be your fault—an easy way to get him to be in a better mood is stroking his ego with lots of praise.

Naoya is the type of man to… expect you to be the perfect wife. Naoya is a very demanding man, he expects nothing but perfection. He expects you to always look pretty, cook, and clean, like your typical traditional wife. Being a conservative man, he will expect you to not speak when gathering with the other clansmen—or outside in general—unless you’re allowed to. It’s for your good, he’d hate for you to embarrass yourself.

Naoya is the type of man to… only marry you for benefits. In matters of love, he is quite unfeeling, however, to maintain his position as the head of the Hei, he must get married and have offspring. This burden, as he would call it, is likely to be done through an arranged marriage. Just because you were chosen over the other bachelorettes doesn't necessarily mean you're at the same level as him—you will always be below him, and perhaps unworthy of him to his eyes—but you're definitely better than the rest, or at least you were the prettiest one. You might be of use to him.

nsfw ver! ୨ৎ

Naoya is the type of man to… degrade the hell out of you. Naoya’s degradation IS NOT for the weak. If he already treats you relatively poorly daily, it gets worse when he fucks you. He’s also going to fuck you rough, so don’t even try to ask him to go slower, he won’t comply. Don’t worry though, he might make sure that you cum (even to the point of overstimulating you) as it boosts up his ego, it makes him think he’s so good he can have his partner squirting for him and begging for more—this is only when he's in a good mood though, otherwise, he couldn't care less if you cum or not.

Naoya is the type of man to… head push you on purpose for you to gag on his dick. He likes the messy and filthy look on your tear streaked face and drool running down your chin, it makes him want to shoot his load on you (which he will).

Naoya is the type of man to… slap you, during or outside sex. Naoya is very ill-tempered, he’s prone to get physical and slap you (just look at how he used to bully maki and mai) or have angry sex with you. Whether it was your fault or someone else’s, he’ll blow off some steam fucking you stupid, and expect you to have bruises frequently.

Naoya is the type of man to… punish you while fucking. Like I said before, Naoya is very prone to angry sex and will punish you as he fucks you. Expect lots of choking, spitting, clit and face slapping and probably your ass bruised as well as your scalp, he wont take in consideration of his strength and yank it hard.

Naoya is the type of man to… use you as his cum dumpster. He doesn’t care if you’re in the mood or not, that’s what you’re there for, basically. He just got back from a meeting with the clansmen and he’s stressed? Get on your knees and suck him off. He's mad? Bend over or spread your legs. You better not object or make any sort of complaint, just take it like a good girl. Chances are that you end up pregnant (because he’s the type to forbid you from using birth control), he hopes it's a boy or he’s gonna blame it on you. (even if he’s the one responsible for the baby’s gender but ok)

Naoya is the type of man to… have a feet kink. I literally have no explanation for this one, just look at his face and tell me he does not have a thing for feet 😭

#jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk scenarios #jujutsu kaisen #jjk headcanons #jjk smut #jjk naoya #headcanon #jjk hcs #naoya x you #zenin naoya #naoya x reader #naoya zenin #naoya smut #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk zenin

[epilary]

your instagram if spencer reid asked you out in the fall part 2 | masterlist | requests open

Liked by Dr.Spencer.Reid and 25 others

y/n  soft launching as the kids call it

View all comments

→ sweetums ooh so this is who spencer’s been seeing 👀

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid How did you even find this post?

     → sweetums i work for the fbi and also follow you and see what you like 

Liked by sweetums and 37 others

y/n  i happen to beat the best chess player every time

View all comments

→ Dr.Spencer.Reid I have no idea what you’re talking about..

     → y/n ooh sure mr. moves his knight instead of queen which could’ve taken out my king

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid I was just distracted by a certain someone

     → y/n oh my god that was both awful and amazing

Liked by prentiss and 10 others

Dr.Spencer.Reid  Late nights (10/10/2023)

View all comments

→ jareau.j You guys just look so adorable!! When are we meeting this mystery woman?

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid When the time is right, which will be never because you guys like to embarrass me

→ derekmorgan So this is what’s been making you so giddy, pretty boy?

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid I don’t know what you’re talking about

→ y/n wouldn’t want to spend them any other way <3

Liked by sweetums and 20 others

y/n  his hair is growing out so quickly :((

View all comments

→ Dr.Spencer.Reid I thought you liked my longer hair 😦

     → y/n oh i do, but i like running my hands through your shorter hair

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid On my way to cut it right now

     → y/n you’re ridiculous 

Liked by y/n and 12 others

Dr.Spencer.Reid  Yeah she's pretty great (10/22/2023)

View all comments

→ y/n right back atcha hot stuff

     → sweetums I love this lady already

→ prentiss It’s like watching my kid grow up and get his first girlfriend 🥹

     → AaronHotchner. Can’t believe this might be Jack someday, they grow up so quickly

Liked by Dr.Spencer.Reid and 49 others

y/n  can't get over how small the mouth is on that pumpkin..

View all comments

→ derekmorgan How did you convince him to do this?? I need to know your secret

     → y/n it didn’t take much convincing, just told him i’d go to a museum with him next weekend

     → derekmorgan Museums, I don’t know why I didn’t think of that

→ Rossi It seems you’ve been a great influence on our Spencer

     → y/n thank you mr. rossi!

Liked by sweetums and 28 others

y/n  meeting the family, wish me luck ;)

View all comments

→ prentiss It was lovely to meet you! Can’t believe we’re just now meeting you

     → y/n right? i couldn’t tell if spencer was worried i’d embarrass him or you guys would

→ Dr.Spencer.Reid Now I just have to meet your family

     → y/n oh that’ll be insane, trust me

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid Considering I work with these guys, nothing’s insane

Liked by prentiss and 17 others

Dr.Spencer.Reid  It’s getting colder out (11/02/2023)

View all comments

→ y/n i would love staying snuggled up with you for the rest of the reason

     → Dr. Spencer.Reid I would too, maybe this weekend 😄

→ derekmorgan You gotta slyly bring your arm over her shoulders and then you’ve really got her

     → Dr.Spencer.Reid We’ve been dating for months now, I don’t really think I need that

     → y/n i don’t know, you should give it a try

#spencer reid instagram #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds instagram #criminal minds x reader #social media au

[h3wi]

"how to get your crush to like you back in 3 easy steps"

or: dan heng likes you. march knows.

dan heng x f!reader. pining fools and idiots in love. march is close to having a metaphorical heart attack. cliche shoujo stuff.

"you have a crush on her."

"i absolutely do not."

march fixes dan heng with an unimpressed gaze. "you are literally so obvious, don't even try and deny it again."

obvious? he's obvious? dan heng tries not to panic. in a poor attempt to salvage the unsalvageable, he says, lamely, "...i don't know what you're talking about."

graciously preserving the little dignity he has left, march ignores him. she claps him on the shoulder sympathetically. "don't worry, i'm a pro wingwoman. i accept payment in the form of desserts."

dan heng's right eye twitches.

1. show interest in their interests, pay attention to them.

that's easy, he thinks to himself. he always pays attention to you, it comes naturally to him. he knows how you prefer your coffee with a dash of milk and honey, not too sweet. he knows how you always start books but rarely ever finish them unless they were "really good and checked all my boxes!" and could go on thesis-worthy rants about your favourite ones. he knows how you like to keep succulents on your table and give them all ridiculous names like "king coin of doge land" and "a rad little guy".

so easy, in fact, that he feels the most confident he's ever been as he strides across the room over to you. you’re fiddling with something, looking vaguely nervous as you talk to march.

"good morning." he greets, eyeing the newest project you seem to be occupied with in your hands. a crotchet dragon, how nice. he knows exactly how to keep the conversation going now—

"what's cookin', good lookin'?"

his brain short circuits.

what is he supposed to say to that? were you flirting? does he flirt back? was it just a phrase? what's cooking-?

"but i'm not on cooking duty today."

dan heng watches your face freeze in confusion. his face feels like stone. to the side, march looks like she’s about to strangle him.

"...uh huh."

an awkward silence hangs in the air. dan heng wishes he was a statue.

— a failure, cut your losses and move on.

2. compliment something they’ve put effort into.

“please elaborate.”

“say something you like about her.” march takes a bite of her parfait (courtesy of dan heng), “but it has to be something she put conscious thought into. it shows that you notice the little things, and it makes her feel good about herself which makes her feel good about you. bam! two birds with one stone.”

dan heng only feels more confused. “but i like everything about her.”

even with the sweet treat in her mouth, march looks like she tasted something sour.

“so do i compliment her on everything i can think of?”

“no, no. you-“ march heaves a sigh, “pick one. just one.”

when he sees you in the archive room, he notices the now completed crotchet dragon in your hand. he decides that this is the perfect time to redeem himself.

“it’s well-made. i like the teal colour.” he says, and mentally congratulates himself for not messing up right off the bat (again).

“thank you, it’s, um, actually supposed to be the dragon you summon.”

“oh.” dan heng’s mind had been so occupied with march’s plans and you that he didn’t even make the connection. he feels just a little stupid.

“…and it’s for you.”

“oh.” a gift from you? and it was made exclusively to represent him, with hours of effort? he is in shock.

he must have taken too long to answer, because you notice the hesitation. flushing with embarrassment, you say “it’s a little much, huh? sorry.”

dan heng doesn’t manage to get a word in (because he would love to have the crotchet dragon, thank you very much!) before you scurry out the door. it clicks as it shuts, his outstretched hand reaching for nothing but air.

— i don’t want to call you a dumbass, but you’re kind of being a dumbass.

3. find time alone with them.

“i’ll help you with this one. but when you’re alone with her, you’re on your own.” march looks mildly concerned, “…will you be ok?”

“of course.” he says, and it’s merely bravado.

“right, well, i managed to convince mr. yang, miss himeko, and pom pom to visit this café with me—you’re paying, of course—it’s a rare opportunity so make full use of it, ‘kay?”

alone on the express. with you. no one else. no big deal, he tries to convince himself.

they keyword is ‘tries’, of course.

when the time comes, he gathers all the courage he has and, hopefully nonchalantly, asks you to watch a movie with him with a mini projector march had lent him beforehand. you agree, and it’s the first hurdle cleared. no mishaps so far.

“i’ll make you coffee, the way you like it.” he offers, and feels a flutter in his chest when you smile. if he could, he would bottle the feeling you gave him up and ration it throughout the rest of his life.

“i would love that.”

he gets to work, prepping the sugar and honey as he waits for the water to boil. the conversation between the two of you comes easily, as if the recent incidents didn’t happen at all, and dan heng feels the familiar serenity that comes from being in your presence. it was quiet save for your conversation, and the backdrop of stars outside the train seemed to be even more mesmerising than usual.

but of course, not everything goes according to plan.

the astral express, which had been sailing through the stars so smoothly, lurches from sudden turbulence. you bump against the kettle when you try to stabilise yourself and knock it over. boiling water spills all over the counter and onto the floor.

“watch out!”

not wanting you to be scalded, he grabs your arm and tries to push you away with his back towards the spillage. but his foot steps on the water and he slips, falling forward.

the two of you land on the floor in a heap, inches away from the spill. pure reflexes allow him to minimise the impact of your head meeting the floor by using his other hand as a cushion. he thinks he has bruised his knuckles. he has sprained his wrist.

the thought of the compromising position doesn’t even cross either of your minds. you crawl out from underneath him, and, perceptive as ever, notice when he rubs his wrist and winces.

“dan heng! are you ok?” you fuss over him, hands flitting over his wrist. dan heng feels like he would have enjoyed the attention more if he wasn’t so disappointed that his plans were disrupted. it had been going so well, he mourns. he watches as your back disappears around the corner with promises of finding the first aid kit.

it’s hard for the previous tranquil atmosphere to come back when you obviously felt bad about his wrist (even thought he assured you it was alright and not to worry), and his plans were derailed. the both of you work together to clean up the mess, which took some time, and try to enjoy the movie, but the momentum was lost.

— …

“what do you mean all my plans went bust? i worked so hard to convince pom pom to come with me!” march looks at you in horror.

“i don’t know! i thought you said you were a pro at this! i tried the pick-up line, i tried giving him a gift, and i even spent time alone with him, nothing worked! am I just inept at this love thing?” you shake her by the shoulders, tears of frustration on the edge of falling. march could only feel wronged.

“oh my god. you’re both idiots.”

#march has an aneurysm #so dumb #i want to give dan heng a fat kiss #writings #dan heng x reader #dan heng #hsr x reader #hsr fluff #hsr dan heng #hsr

[lucyswinter]

i’d loveeee some jonathan crane x reader headcanons where he’s jealous because his gf is a baddie 🫣🫣🫣

pairing: jonathan crane x fem!reader

genre: fluff (with a hint of smut)

warnings: mentions of SEX!!!! (😧😏)

(a/n): hey guys!! sorry for ditching y’all for like a month but I’m back!! I’ve just been busy with school and work but I have a lot of recs to fill so I’ll be posting some this week! recs are still open btw for anyone interested! also shoutout to aki for explaining to me what a baddie is😭

♡ ♡ ♡

-when jon gets jealous, he gets protective, and having a hot and confident girlfriend who other guys like to stare at can get him very jealous

-he looooves treating you when you go shopping. oh you want that lipgloss? done. that dress? it’s yours. the prada bag? pulling out his credit card as you speak

-he’ll even invest in those ridiculously scandalous outfits you love so much. even though he doesn’t particularly enjoy it when you wear the skin-tight dresses or the see-through tank tops around anyone besides him, he enjoys seeing you happy, and he enjoys eventually tearing them off of you every night

-despite spoiling you so much, he tries to be controlling sometimes, but you could not care less because you think it’s cute when he gets jealous

-“you can’t possibly believe that im going to let you out in public wearing…that…” “well i do, because what are you gonna do about it?”

-whenever you go out, he secretly death stares every guy that sneaks a peek at your ass or your tits when you aren’t paying attention

-he’s gotten into multiple violent altercations at bars because guys have hit on you while he was in the bathroom or buying you a drink.

-“baby, that creep was flirting with you! i was simply standing my ground. that poor excuse of a dress wasn’t helping much though…” “sorry, what was that last part?” “nothing…”

-to remind people that you’re his, he likes to have his hands on you in some way. around your waist, holding your hand, fingers gripping your ass, whatever it was to assert dominance on anyone he thought was competition

-in private though, this man is the king of body worship. like he makes sure you know that every part of you is perfect, even though obviously you need no reminder

-even during sex, when he’s always the one in control, you still like finding little ways to tick him off

-“remember, you’re mine” “sure sure…”

♡ ♡ ♡

(a/n): thanks for reading! likes and reblogs are appreciated <3 next up is a neil lewis blurb, and then a hotch blurb! stay tuned for those!! I promise i won’t go mia b4 posting those lol

#jonathan crane x y/n #jonathan crane fanfic #jonathan crane x reader #Jonathan crane x fem!reader #Jonathan crane x you #Jonathan crane #Jonathan crane fanfiction #cillian murphy x f!reader #cillian murphy x you #cillian murphy x y/n #cillian murphy fanfic #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy #lucywrites<3

[fetish4juggalos]

Bed time with Gotham villans

I haven’t posted anything recently and thought in light of 2023 coming to a start I’d post something for the new year even though we’re 6 months into it :3

I apologize in advance for both grammatical errors and spelling errors:)

Oswald Cobblepot

I can imagine oswald being a very wild sleeper. Like the kind that can go to sleep on the opposite side of the bed and end up with their leg over you with their arms wrapped around you

Probably has alot of night terrors specially about his mom and dad. Loud random screams in the middle of the night will be a common occurrence for you

Goes to sleep in a full pajama set with night cap and slippers:)

Blanket hog all the way, constantly kicking you in the back, cuddling into you, ect.

Though he's probably not the best to sleep with hes definitely got the nicest bed. Like im talking king sized with silk pillow cases, and sheets with a ridiculous thread count

I imagine him having some long ass night routine or some weird night ritual he follows before bed

He's the last to get into bed and the first to fall asleep

Likes a warm glass of milk (or a lukewarm glass of alcohol) before bed because he's old fashioned

Refuses to go to sleep without you and will wait till the early hours of the morning and late hours of night for you to come to bed

Edward Nygma (pre-riddler)

Ed unsurprisingly is very pleasant to sleep with

He’s not a very calm sleeper but he isn't like incredibly wild either. Maybe a arm or leg thrown over the edge of the bed but thats about it

Has the occasional night terrors but besides that is otherwise peaceful 

Sleeps in relatively normal sleep attire. Plain shirt with pajama pants mostly

Really basic white male night time routine. shower, brush teeth, wash face and head to bed

He has a decent sleep schedule with only the occasional sleep insomnia

Likes to spend a little time playing video games or solving puzzles before bed

Edward Nygma (post-riddler)

Sleeps a lot less then pre-riddler ed

When he does sleep it’s only for a few hours and tends to have nightmares in between periods of rest

He’s not one to initiate cuddling during bed time but he won’t stop you from cuddling up next him

Will at times sleep on the couch or wherever he ends up falling asleep. Mostly up to you to make sure he gets a healthy amount of rest

Over thinks greatly before bed and ends up circling the room on a tangent or whenever an idea strikes

Sometimes breaks into your apartment just to sleep next to you or will show up and pass out on your couch

Talks and mumbles in his sleep

Victor Zsasz

Victor rarely sleeps but will lay in bed just to be next to you for a few hours before his next job

Sleeps in mostly just boxers since he takes a shower directly before he goes to bed but on off days he’ll throw on a t-shirt and lay in bed with you

Calm sleeper surprisingly

It takes a specific type of man to be able to kill someone then come home and sleep peacefully

He’s a quiet sleeper which is also why he makes such a god assassin as noise suppression is a huge part of his job

You always fall asleep first and he likes to just stare at you for long periods of time

Half drunken water bottles and glasses on the night stand at all times

I feel like he would have some kind of lengthy skin care routine before bed

Likes cuddling especially if he’s the little spoon

Wakes up at ungodly early hours of the morning

Blanket hog but just to be annoying and so that way you’ll sleep closer to him

Only really sleeps if you’re sleeping with him as he doesn’t really sleep as much as most people and probably only rests his eyes for a few hours at a time

Jervis Tetch

Jervis is very affectionate when it comes to bed time. He loves cuddling, holding you, kissing you ect.

I imagine his bed is incredibly comfortable with many multi-colored and textured throws, quilts, and blankets covering the bed. Probably decorative pillows as well in many colors and shapes

Full pajama sleep attire. Button up sleep shirt, pants, slippers, and a night hat similar to Oswald

He likes reading to you or being read bedtime stories. His current favorite (aside from obviously alice in wonderland) is the wizard of Oz

A warm glass of milk or tea before bed is essential and he always makes some before bed

Jervis is a bit of a wild sleeper but for the most part stays in one spot on the bed only kneeing you a few times and stirring in his sleep

He runs warm so he doesn’t take up a whole lot of blanket but during the summer he ends up drenched in sweat blanket or not

Wild bed head since his curls are hard to tame at times

Stays up late so he falls asleep first since he’s always exhausted and sleep deprived

Wokenup in a cold sweat a few times from the occasional nightmares relating to his sister but all he needs is you to pull him back into reality

Talks to you until he falls asleep to help him get some energy out and clear his mind. He talks to you about anything and everything until he begins to drift off

Jerome Valeska

Jerome is an incredibly wild sleeper. So much so to the point where no matter what position or side of the bed he’s on he’ll end up on the opposite side in a completely different position

Throws the blanket off and on going from hogging it to throwing it on the floor

He runs hot so his sleep attire is mostly him without a shirt and a pair of tattered pajama pants or just boxers

He doesn’t really have a night time routine to speak of or a steady schedule

Normally it’s just whenever he’s tired and wherever he’s at that determine what his sleep is going to be like and how long it lasts

He’s a big cuddler at first but because he’s such a wild sleeper he’ll probably end up letting go of you and turning to the opposite side of the bed

He’ll wake up in a bad mood if he’s not sleeping with you next to him or in his arms in the morning tho even if it’s entirely his fault

He’s a brat so it takes forever to coax him into going to bed. Plus he’s stubborn so even when you get him into bed he’ll do everything in his power to annoy you or to not fall asleep

He talks a lot in his sleep normally it’s laughter or it’s him mumbling on about his mother and the trauma he received

He has nightmares but they don’t wake him up only increase his tossing and turning and sleep talk

I feel like he sleep walks at times when he’s not knocked completely out and I can image you’ve had to bring him back to bed a few times

#victor zsasz x reader #oswald cobblepot x reader #edward nygma x reader #the riddler x reader #the riddler #edward nygma #gotham #the penguin #the penguin x reader #jervis tetch x reader #jervis tetch #oswald cobblepot #jerome valeska #jerome valeska x reader

[blues824]

housewardens with demigod reader? i saw the vice housewardens one and i really liked it—

(demigod!reader can be a child of any god you want but i'm a pretty big pjo and mythology fan and poseidon is one of my favourites)

Bro, Poseidon is my favorite too. I low-key feel bad for Percy in all of the series, though. I decided to do this one differently for this request to keep it interesting.

Fun fact: I have studied Latin for 5 years and quite a bit of it was translating Roman Myths.

Riddle Rosehearts

Child of: Aphrodite

His mother never let him read about mythology of Twisted Wonderland besides of the Great Seven, so he’s kind of clueless about things like this. When he first sees you, his face gets red because you’re just so beautiful and kind.

Your powers have to do with the matter of love, which is kind of hard when all of the boys are falling head-over-heels for you. Luckily, your mother was worshiped for being a goddess of war so you were able to dodge each of them… except for Riddle. He swept you away, and now you both can be seen enjoying tea while looking into each other’s eyes with a lovestruck gaze.

Once, you caught someone talking crap about your lover and you weren’t having it. You nodded as though you were agreeing with the guy, getting closer and closer until you were straddling them with a knife on their neck.

Riddle had to rush over and save the student by gently taking you away, promising that he would be dealt with in a less violent manner. He does appreciate how protective you get because he’s the same exact way. You both are a force to be reckoned with.

When you tell him about your 15 (possibly 16) siblings, he just stares at you dumbfounded. You have how many siblings? You tell him about Eros, the most popular, and how he fell for a mortal and she became a goddess. You went on to explain that you found it ridiculous when you were younger but now that you were with your boyfriend, you understood everything. He blushed a little, but bowed and placed a kiss on the back of your hand in response.

Leona Kingscholar

Child of: Hypnos

He knows a lot about mythology because of his status as a prince and the training he had as a young child. If you were a child born to the royal family, chances are you were educated in the beliefs and religions of a multitude of different cultures.

Your powers have to do with sleep itself. You can’t really bring dreams, but you can give someone the knock out of their lives. If Leona has been having a horrible day, you would put your hand on his forehead and make him go into a very deep sleep. It’s the kind of sleep that you wake up from at 3 pm, you feel me?

One time, one of the Savanaclaw students was talking smack right to your face. Leona was about to yell at them, but you slapped their forehead and made them go to sleep right then and there. You threatened everyone else that if someone else were to do anything like that, you would put them into a sleep they would never wake up from.

Leona was so freaking proud of you, but he knew that Crowley would be on his ass if he found out about this incident, so he asked you to wake the student up. He had to hold back a smirk when you rolled your eyes and slapped the student back to consciousness.

When you tell him about your 3 brothers, he’s a little intrigued. The four of you must’ve wreaked havoc on everyone, especially since you could put people to sleep and your brothers could control their dreams. You smile as you tell him about all the good times you had, and he smiles as well. It sounds like one hell of a time.

Azul Ashengrotto

Child of: Poseidon

Like I mentioned in the Vice Housewarden version of this, he bows down to you. You are of the same status as King Trident. He will offer you his arm for you to take and he will give you a tour of the campus. He makes sure that you know you can come to him if you’re having any troubles.

Your powers give you control over water and the creatures that reside within. That being said, your dates often occur at the beach. He prefers to stay on the sand while you go for a swim. When you come out of the water, Azul has to hide his face in his hands. You just looked so attractive with the water dripping off of you!-

One time, Floyd was being very uncooperative and wasn’t doing his job. Azul and Jade had to tell him off a few times, and you even gave him a few reminders, but you were officially done. You decided to make him a fish out of water. You brought out his tail and he started flopping around like a fish on the deck of a boat. You and a few other customers started laughing hysterically.

Azul heard all of the laughter and walked out of his office to see Floyd on the floor, Jade trying to help Floyd, and you and a bunch of customers laughing. He asked his Vice Housewarden what happened and he was shocked that you would do something like this out of annoyance. He talks you into returning Floyd’s legs and leads you away to calm down.

When you tell him about your 14 siblings, you’re most likely answering some of his many questions. Who wouldn’t love to learn about the King of the Sea when he was a small child? Or the imperial family of the sea in general? It’s amusing how many stories you have stored away in your mind, and he will make time to listen to them all.

Kalim Al-Asim

Child of: Dionysus

You both are fairly energetic and are most definitely party animals. Jamil has one hell of a time trying to control the two of you because of all the energy you two have. Everywhere you go, you just light up a room.

Your powers, as horrifying as it is, allow you to make someone go insane. You’ve been ridiculed for it and you want to try and prove to everyone that you can do good things. You hide this pain by throwing the best of parties and festivals, and Kalim doesn’t suspect anything.

One day, you were planning another festival when a couple of students decided to ruin your day completely. They started taunting you and acting like the insane patients in movies when you felt a little snap in your mind. You grabbed one of them by their shoulders and forced them to look into your eyes. The student looked like they had seen a ghost, and started screaming while looking around frantically. They dropped to the floor and started rocking back and forth.

Kalim and Jamil heard these shrieks and saw a bunch of students around that one and you laughing hysterically. Jamil went to the rocking guy and Kalim went to you to ask what happened. You explain that you had the power to make someone go batshit crazy and that’s exactly what you did. He convinces you to have them snap out of it or else they could seriously injure someone. You saw the puppy eyes he put on and released them (from your genjutsu).

When you tell Kalim about your 9 other siblings, he tells you about his 30+ siblings. You both have big families back home, so you get to relate on more levels than just one. It’s hilarious how you are able to remember the names of each other’s siblings as well.

Vil Schoenheit

Child of: Apollo

You were bright in every sense of the word. With your father being the God of the Sun, Light, Music, and Prophecy, it was hard not to take after him. This is what drew Vil to you. You were just so open and confident, as though you had nothing to be ashamed of.

Your power was the gift of vision and prophecy. You could see what was going to happen in the future. You had the chance to change the future so no harm would be inflicted on anyone. Vil was always in the visions you had about yourself. It was a secret you kept to yourself, but it always made you blush.

One day, as you were speaking to Vil while playing your guitar (you are as gifted as your father is, after all), a random guy decided to shove you and ‘apologize’ while laughing. You looked at him, silently questioning his audacity. You then shouted to the guy, saying something along the lines of I would watch your back, buddy. Your friends are just looking for a point to stab your back. You were known for your visions, so the guy got a scared look on his face before walking off.

Vil asked if it was true and you shook your head while laughing. He called you a very mischievous potato before going back to whatever he was originally doing. There was no shame or harm in instilling fear in someone who wronged you, after all.

While talking, you brought up your 4 brothers. There were many plays about your brother Orpheus, but you told your boyfriend the whole story. How he had no way of knowing if Eurydice was following behind him and that’s why he had to look. You ended your mini rant by stating that you would’ve done the same thing if you were both in his and her shoes. Vil felt a fluttering feeling in his stomach, but thanked you nonetheless.

Idia Shroud

Child of: Demeter

Are you really surprised? You had two green thumbs just like your mother. You both ‘met’ when Ortho was taking Idia’s tablet all around the campus so that his brother could accompany him without taking a step outside.

You had the power to make any plant grow. Be it big or small, you were able to breathe life into it and make it thrive like never before. You had agreed to meet up with Ortho in the greenhouse so that you could go over some class material. You had a green t-shirt with some jean overalls and gardening gloves and Idia saw you through the camera. You looked adorable.

Because of your genuinely cheerful and kind personality, Idia found it a tad bit easier to talk to you. He was still a bit reserved, but he stuttered a few questions out to let you know that he was genuinely interested in what you had to say. However, when a student came over and tipped your gardenia plant over, your kind personality turned murderous. The otaku saw vines shoot out and wrap themselves around the neck of the student.

After some very harsh and threatening words from you, you let them go and they scampered away like a scared cat. You turned and saw Ortho standing there in shock and you immediately went to apologize when Idia turned on his camera. He was genuinely dying of laughter because the guy was acting all tough before running away like a total wimp. His smile gave you butterflies, you thought he looked so charming.

When you get to a point where you’re no longer talking about plants but genuinely getting to know each other as a group, you tell the brothers about your 7 siblings. Idia stared in total shock when you said the number. You giggled at his reaction, and his face and hair went a bit red. You told him about the many adventures all of you had when you were younger and you both laughed at how silly some of them were.

Malleus Draconia

Child of: Hades

As a child of Hades himself, you were often alone. You were often seen as gloomy and depressing, and everyone tended to steer clear. Everyone except the Diasomnia dorm members. In fact, you all were a lot alike in that aspect.

Your power was the ability to raise the dead for a brief period of time and command them as though they were an army (please tell me you get the reference here. The fruit is so low). It assisted you a lot when you had to go against all of the overblots. Malleus was impressed because you couldn’t raise the dead with magic, but you were doing it right there.

Because of your gloominess, people tend to make fun of you for it. You weren’t the strongest, so they would think you couldn’t do anything about it. You didn’t want to draw attention to yourself, so you just suffered. One day, you had enough. The students who were harassing you felt the earth tremble beneath their feet. The concrete split and hands encased in rotten flesh broke through the dirt underneath. 

That got them running faster than Forrest Gump. You were laughing maniacally when Malleus came walking by. He asked you what was going on and he was greatly amused when you told him. His Child of the Gods was so smart by using your power to get them to stop.

On one of your nightly walks, you open up more about your family. With what he’s heard about mythology, he expected you to have more siblings than just the two. And the first one was complicated anyways. You had more memories with your sister, so you often stuck to those ones. He loved hearing about your close relationship with Macaria because he’s glad that you didn’t grow up alone.

#disney twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #disney twst #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #twst riddle #twst leona #twst leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #twst azul x reader #twst azul #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #kalim x reader #kalim al asim x reader #kalim #twst kalim #kalim al asim #twst vil schoenheit #twst vil #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #twst idia

[satrs]

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨? Part 2 Part 3

SYNPOSIS; pranking your bf by taking off your engagement ring!

FEATURING; Barou Shoei. Isagi Yoichi. Reo Mikage.

TAGS; fluff fluff and more fluff. slight angst. mention of marriage. nicknames. crack.

All Characters are 18+.

BAROU SHOEI.

Bad idea. Really bad.

You didn’t even have the chance to really prank him, he noticed it right after you took it off, getting behind your sneaky games. „Worst prank so far.“

You put on an act of confusion, turning around from the sink where you put on your earrings to face the man standing at the door to the bathroom. „What do you mean?“

He raised his brow, unimpressed, stepping closer to him. You gulped at his action, lips threatening to curve up into a defeating smile. But you didn’t want to admit defeat just yet.

„I‘m not going to that event with you if you don’t put it back on.“ 

„Put what on?“ He was visibly growing irritated, his expression almost causing him to burst out in laughter. „The ring.“

„What ring?“ He huffed out a breath at that, face twisting into an annoyed expression. „Now you’re pushing it.“

You were at your limit, laughing in defeat, some sense of relief washing over the man as he saw that you really were just joking.

You opened the cabinet next to the bathroom mirror, took out the ring you hid in there, put it onto your finger.

He strolled behind you, hands placed on your hips as he leaned down to place a kiss on the side of your head. „Looking amazing as usual, my wife.“

You were straddled by his words, correcting him. „Soon-to-be wife. Don’t wish bad luck on us now.“

He chuckled at your answer, spinning you around to place his next kiss onto your lips.

„No bad luck coming for the king, that’s for sure.“

ISAGI YOICHI.

ARGHHH WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIMM

He noticed it right away when they both of them went out for dinner. His brows knitted in confusion as he saw your finger not being accompanied by the ring he gifted you as you took a sip of your drink.

„Y/N are you mad?“ His concerned tone made you look up at him, placing your glass back onto the table. „No Yoichi. Why would I be?“

He brushed your question off, lips forming a thin line in thought. Did you not like it? Or was it uncomfortable of some sort? Or did you-

„Are you breaking up with me?“ 

You almost choked on your breath at his question, feeling pity for him as you saw his saddened expression. You decided to blow off this ridiculous prank, feeling guilty for possibly ruining the mood of your date with your childish thoughts.

But to your surprise, his eyes lit up at that, chuckling at your antics. „God, that’s a relief.“ Your finances returned his attention back to his food, happily munching on it while flashing you a lovestruck smile.

You let out a small laugh at the sight of his cheeks stuffed full with food, taking out the ring from your pockets before carefully placing it on a little own spot. „I thought you would get mad honestly.“

He returned a comforting smile,“ Of course not. I know how you like to play those pranks. Maybe we should just marry at a playground, fitting your behavior.“

You huffed at that, lightly kicking his knee from under the table, earning a laugh from him. „Not funny.“

He raised his eyebrows at that, leaning over the table closer to his face. „C‘mon. You know I’m the best comedian here. After you, of course.“

REO MIKAGE.

Dramatic ash.

He was quick to notice it when both of you were watching a random show on TV, his fingers stroking yours as he felt the usual metallic and cold ring around your finger not there. He thought he was hallucinating at first, blinking at his naked ring finger.

„Baby?“ His voice was cautious, looking at you with a worried expression on his face. When you questioned him what his deal was, he wordlessly held up your hand. You understood, holding your smirk from creeping up your lips.

„Oh. Just didn’t feel like wearing it today.“ you returned your attention to the TV, on the edge of laughter. His expression was priceless, shocked eyes threatening to fall out of his sockets, mouth hanging wide open. „So you don’t feel like marrying me? Is that it?“ Gosh, you couldn’t hold it any longer, tears prickling your eyes as you broke out in laughter, confusion painting his face.

You turned to him, taking his face in your hands as you gave him a loving kiss, revealing your mischievous plans. He wasn’t amused by this one bit, demanding you to put the ridiculously expensive ring back on your finger. 

You raised your hands in defeat, stretching to reach the shelves under the coffee table, pulling out a box, a ring secured in it.

Reo was quick to snatch the box out of his hand, putting the ring on his finger himself. You chuckled at his small pout. „You shouldn’t do this before the actual marriage, you know.“ he lifted your hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss onto each of your knuckles, leaving you flustered.

„Well, then, this is a foretaste.“



ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock x you #blue lock #bllk imagines #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #reo fluff #isagi fluff #barou fluff #reo mikage fluff #barou shouei #isagi yoichi

[pettyprocrastination]

hiiiiii tj <3

i see you're back in your konig era and was wondering if you have any new hcs for our big teddy bear <3

HIIII ERIIIII :D

warnings: description of bullying, violence, social anxiety, insecurities, smut

SFW

So for me personally he’s very. Socially inept. Not in a ‘cute soft anxiety boy’ way but in the way that he will come off either deeply unsettling by staring at you in silence or like a total fucking asshole. Spent his entire childhood severely bullied and ostracized so any sort of slight against him, he will take personally and gets easily frustrated with himself for not handling situations/social intricacies smoothly

Probably has plenty of stretch marks from having such a big growth spurt growing up. 

Something about being severely bullied and then realizing his own size and strength means he could give his harassers some ferociousness back as a teen def…led to something. 

I HC that he has some pretty severe scarring on his face from being ganged up on as a kid, which only furthered him being an outsider to other kids/teens growing up so he wears his hood or some sort of facial covering on base as well. Severe trauma and all that. 

Most definitely has a criminal record from when he was a kid and fought back against a bully after said incident and ended up just getting tunnel vision and…destroying that poor kid. The case was either sealed because he was a minor or expunged completely because the argument was that it was in self defense and he had the scars to prove their previous assaults on him. Nonetheless. It left him fucked up. 

Shifting from being the defenseless kid being harassed and bullied to a bloodied teenager that now knows his strength and his capabilities in defending himself. Ough. 

Part of the reason he sheds his insecurities on the field. He’s able to not worry about being watched or ridiculed and just go full fucking ham and he loves it. Part of the reason why his voice lines are so shrieky and gloating. I love it lmao. 

If you’re on his side/somebody he considers to be an ally/friend? He may not talk much but will sort of…loom about. Small interjections here and there but overall just this shadow following you around- not that you mind. 

Will look over at you when he does something successfully for a bit of praise like ‘hey? Did you see that? Wasn’t that cool? Please tell me im cool’ without saying it outloud. 

I’m not sure if him being 6’10 is genuine canon (i can’t remember where I saw that if im being honest) but id imagine given how tall he looks finding clothes that fit him are a fucking pain. 

DIY king. At his height and size he will have to do the occasional alterations on his clothes. Grew up with a single mother who did her all to give her baby boy a good life which meant teaching him how to sew from a young age, a small hobby he would partake in while sitting at his mother’s side and beam bright when she told him he was doing a good job. 

Enjoys being in the wilderness quite a bit. 

I imagine him to be a ginger for some reason. His hair isn’t too long but enough that he can tie it up so it doesn’t get in his face. If you become close enough to him that you can see him without his hood on, please run your fingers through his hair he will reach nirvana. 

I’d also imagine that after spending so long covering his face, being without it feels. Weird. A touch overstimulating at first too. 

Sort of like how in that one ep of the mandalorian season two where din has to take off his helmet to get into that database, you see all his emotions and him react to the wind hitting his face because he isn’t used to it. 

NSFW

That being said. Once you kiss him he’s a bit of an addict for it. Won’t be out of the norm to find him pulling you back into his lap with a whisper of “one more, liebling? Please?” when you have to leave for a briefing in five minutes but then he nibbles at that spot on your neck and you just can’t say no to him. 

Not a virgin, but not overly experienced either. I’d imagine there’s been a few flings in the past of folks who have met this quiet giant and just had to suck him off cause I mean, who wouldn’t? But the genuine intimacy of face to face, holding one another while fucking? It’s a rarity he hasn’t truly been able to experience yet. 

Big dick and doesn’t realize it.

Loves a good makeout sesh. Doesn’t care if it’s juvenile or whatever if you sit on his lap and put on a movie in the background he will make out for fucking hours with his hand slipping up your shirt and pressing himself against your hips.

Tit man. Maybe it’s because I’m a fan of the honkers myself and i'm just projecting but the dude loooves to play with his partner’s chest. Big? small? Flat? He doesn’t give a fuck. Titties are titties please for the love of god let him touch you 

Kinda goes insane for the type of shirt where he can see the outline of your tits through it if you aren’t wearing a bra. Don’t be surprised if he corners you during the day and scolds you for being “So cruel” to him by wearing it before he starts mouthing at your chest through the fabric. 

Kissing, sucking, biting, licking, the man loves tits and will do it all god bless him. 

Nipple piercings will make his head explode

Loooves eating pussy. SO so much. Will go to the point where you have to pull on his hair to get him off of you and then he has the audacity to look at you with those sad eyes and ask for one more. 

Loves loves loves when you leave hickeys on him. He’ll never get in trouble for having them since he’s covered from head to toe at all times in the field but man does it get him riled up. Sees it as some sort of mark of your relationship to him, a little reminder for him to see in the mirror after your night together and he will plead for you to mark him up, he’s tough he can take it. 

“You can do it for me, can’t you? I know you can. Just one more, yes?” 

The type to kiss the pussy first, he’s a romantic. 

Will mumble/moan praise while between your legs. Talking about how pretty your pussy is and how you're so soft all over it has you completely braindead. 

Absolutely obscene with it, moaning and sloppy damn near drooling between your legs because he’s so drunk on you. 

Has no preference to where he gets to cum. Sex with you is joy itself but if you were to twist his arm: he’d say he likes to cum inside of you. 

He won’t say that he likes it so much because then he can lean back and watch his cum seep out of your hole, that’s his little secret. (Not a well kept one lmao) 

Probably has a porno-esque fantasy of a “sparring turned to sex” scenario that he keeps tucked away in the back of his mind at all times.

#ask #asks #konig x you #konig x reader #HEHE TY ERI #könig x fem reader #könig x you #könig x reader

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

My new favorite thing on tumblr.com is the discourse around how hard it is to leave the order you guys, they leave their members ‘with no life skills’ etc etc, ONLY THE CLOTHES ON THEIR BACKS, it’s so darlingly melodramatic that I’m low-key picturing some kind of ritualistic drumming out ceremony, possibly involving the knights chanting ‘shame,’ ‘shame,’ ala game of thrones, while every single council member gazes down upon them from on high, faces carved from judgmental stone, culminating in the poor sod spending their first night in rags sleeping at the foot of the temple steps,

okay, I am getting distracted. What I’m actually amusing myself with is picturing what Ahsoka, 16 years of age, can put on her CV. It’s a lot. Now I hate CVs so like I’m not about to write up hers but. It includes military command, references from at least two GALACTIC SENATORS who worked with her, references from at least two HEADS OF STATE. Engineering, piloting, teaching, combat, military command, special ops, investigation, geo-politics....... She is 16. This is an objectively insane CV.

Her level of education is so respected that a head of state invited her to guest lecture at their top academy when she was 14, to kids her own age, and she was poised and confident throughout. Her schooling gets outright called out as privileged by her coruscanti friends. Also like, please let me know when the standard US high school curriculum comprehensively covers shit like astronavigation.

Every time she is depicted with non-jedi kids her age she is depicted as generally more worldly and prepared than them. The mandalorian kids. Lux, Trace, etc. She’s never encountered deathwatch or the Pikes directly before she’s rescuing her friends from them, but she immediately knows what’s up because she is simply. Well informed. Unlike her friends. It’s not like she doesn’t also learn things from them in these episodes, but. She just knows a lot.

She also left the order with at a minimum multiple contacts in the senate, a friendship with the king of Mon Calamar (I think?) and the duchal family of mandalore, as well as some shadier contacts.

(Now it’s true that tcw never answered, or even asked, what kind of financial or otherwise situation the temple itself provides to help a jedi who wants out to find their feet. That’s not a question you can ask in Ahsoka’s case without also asking: where the hell was Padme’s support? Why wasn’t Ahsoka sleeping on her couch? That’s her sister-in-law! Actually this is a trick question because Ahsoka tells Anakin she needs to figure this out on her own. Without the council, and without him. So we’ll never know. Until disney churns out yet more content that may or may not contradict previous content.)

(Absolute props to Ahsoka that is 100% what I would have done at 16. That’s just what being 16 is like. Bad things happen and then GOODBYE I AM PUTTING A SANDWICH IN A HANKERCHIEF AND TYING IT TO A STICK AND WALKING INTO THE SUNSET I AM GOING MY OWN WAY I WILL SLEEP ROUGH I WILL GO WHERE THE WIND BLOWS THIS WORLD IS STRANGE AND CRUEL AND I MUST RELY ON MYSELF GOODBYE)

(and obviously like canonically the door was 100% open to her returning, anytime she saw them they were like so... any chance you’re done with your walkabout?... we still have your room ready... your frog grandpa feels so bad he literally had a bad trip vision quest where you were like dying and asking him why he abandoned you and we had to commit him he is very sad. except maybe we’re not actually going to say this because that would sound like a guilt trip.. but... lightsabers ? :3)

(Generally the disaster lineage are a deeply ridiculous dataset. When Obi Wan was contemplating leaving the order he was contemplating becoming the Duke-Consort of Mandalore. Anakin not only married money but was offered a job by the Chancellor at 12 (comics). I mean ANAKIN RUN but also imagine being 12 and the president of the galaxy says well if you don’t like it with your dad I’ll give you a job)

Ultimately when Ahsoka left she tripped and fell into job as a mechanic, immediately found herself bailing her new boss out of trouble, and was headhunted like a week later to be on the command team for a counter coup of a whole system. She was still 16. The rest of us can only aspire to these kinds of job opportunities.

#ahsoka tano #i love her okay #jedi order #once again not sober on tumblr.com

[081314]

Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 5 (Part 3)

Following is part 3 of my translation of Chapter 5 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss. This part contains episodes 7-78 to 7-82.

Main storyline spoilers after the cut!!

Episode 7-78

Silver: …Ugh… Where are we?

Yuu: It’s pitch black in here. I can’t see a thing…

Baul: What, have your eyes not adjusted to the darkness yet? At any rate, it seems we got dragged down into the waterways beneath the castle.

Lilia: Damn that woman! Oi, Baul! You take the egg. I’m going back up there! ….Augh!

Baul: General, your wound!

Lilia: Haaah, haaah… Please, just let me go. I need to. Or else my whole life will have been for…!

Baul: Dammit….! …If you go back up there with that kind of wound, the enemy will take you out in one hit. You’d just be a hindrance, like the princess said. And don’t forget, the Draconia family’s royal decrees are absolute for us Guardsmen. She said earlier her lightning would be the enemy’s final judgement, and if you defy her and go back now, it’d be yours, too.

Lilia: Fine! Then I quit the Guard! I’m used to her stupid lightning, I don’t care.

Baul: You need to compose yourself! The future of our nation rests within that egg you’re holding! He’s our king!

Lilia: …!

Baul: We need to protect the heir and deliver him to Black Scale Castle! And we need to have faith in Princess Meleanor - we need to trust she’ll defeat the Knight of Dawn and make it back safely. Her Highness is far stronger than all of us put together. Weren’t you yourself boasting about that earlier, General!? The heir can’t even defend himself right now, let alone walk. And the only person he can depend on right now… is you, General. Only you. …Please, you're just going to have to bear with it!

Lilia: Aaah, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

(Lilia slowly breathes in and breathes out, then he puts on his mask)

Lilia: ….Fine, let’s get going then. We have to make sure this egg gets to Black Scale Castle. We need to… We need to carry out Lady Meleanor’s decree.

Everyone: Yes, sir!

Henrik: !! There she is! It’s Meleanor!

Knight of Dawn: …The weather… It’s changing!

Meleanor: My, my…. We have Henrik of the Silver Owls, the Knight of Dawn… And the rabble from the surrounding nations…. What a quaint little gathering.

Henrik: Since you came out here all by yourself… That means you’ve accepted our challenge, I take it? You’ll duel the Knight of Dawn, one-on-one?

Meleanor: A duel? You expect me to duel him? Fu fu fu… Aaah ha ha hah! And why on earth would I follow your ridiculous little rules? You invaded our lands, you’ve been laying waste to our forests and our rivers… And now you’re demanding our castle and the Princess Glow? You best keep your arrogance in check… humans! My lightning shall be your judgement, you avaricious buffoons! I can’t wait to see you all writhing around in pain, wallowing in regret of your defiance!

Henrik: Hmm! And here I was being so kind… She’s really not the cooperative type, huh. …Heh heh heh. Everything’s going exactly as planned. That vile, hotheaded witch let her anger get the best of her and now she went and threw the first punch. Dragon schmagon, she’ll never be able to take on an army this size! And we got the Knight of Dawn with us, too. Now go, Knight of Dawn! Defeat that evil tyrant and bring peace upon these lands!

Knight of Dawn: ….Please, Fairy Guardians… Lend me your strength!

Meleanor: I will annihilate… Each and every one of you fools!

(A battle starts between Meleanor and the Silver Owl, and she ultimately strikes the Knight of Dawn and blasts him away)

Episode 7-79

Sebek: Huh? What was that noise!?

Lilia: Lady Meleanor must be showing off up there. We need to hurry before this place caves in!

(Something crashes to the floor)

Everyone: Uwaaah!?

Silver: Augh…. Yuu, are you okay?

Yuu: Y-Yeah, it just barely missed me…         

Grim: What gives? A buncha rocks just came crashin’ down outta nowhere…

Sebek: Ah- Look up there! There’s a massive hole in the ceiling!

Lilia: Shit! Now the waterway’s blocked. We’ll have to go back up to the surface for now… What the-!

(Something crashes to the floor)

Baul: What was that!? Something just came flying in here!

???: Ugh…!

Everyone: !!!!

Silver: White armor and golden hair… It’s…!

Lilia: You’re… The Knight of Dawn!

Baul: Did one of Princess Meleanor’s attacks blast him all the way down here!?

Knight of Dawn: Argh…! …You’re… Wait! …That huge magical stone weapon, that bat mask… Are you Vanrouge!? The Land of Briar’s General of the Right!? And that egg, could it be…!?

Lilia: Kishaaaa!

Baul: Please get behind me, General! I’ll handle him!

(Meleanor roars)

Grim: Yikes! The ground’s shakin’ again!

Sebek: T-The ceiling’s breaking apart!

Lilia: Shit…!!

Baul: The General and the heir are going to get hit!

Silver: Oh, no…. Father! Lord Malleus!

Silver: W-Wait… That auroral light… That’s-!?

Knight of Dawn: Fairy Guardians… Lend me your strength! Haaaaaa!

(The Knight of Dawn cuts through the rubble that was going to land on Lilia)

Lilia: Ack…!

Knight of Dawn: Easy now. Is the egg okay!?

Lilia: The Knight of… Dawn…? But why… Why did you save me?

Knight of Dawn: ……

Baul: Look! The Knight’s helmet is starting to crack…

Everyone: !!!

Episode 7-80

Sebek: H-His face, it’s…!?

Silver: ……..!!

Grim: The heck’s goin’ on!? Silver and the Knight of Dawn look like friggin’ doppelgangers!

(Silver and the Knight’s rings start to resonate)

Yuu: And they both have the same ring!?

Knight of Dawn: This ring was bequeathed to me by my Fairy Guardians when I was a child. It’s supposed to be the only one of its kind in existence. Who in the world are you?

Silver: I’m… I’m…!

(Meleanor roars)

Knight of Dawn: Doesn’t look like we’ll have time to talk. Lord Henrik is after that egg. You need to get out of here before someone finds you! Hurry! Haaaaa!!

(The Knight of Dawn teleports away)

Baul: …Damnit. Why did he help us like that, he’s our enemy… What the hell was he thinking!?

Lilia: …It doesn’t matter, we have to keep moving! We need to get to the forest before they find us!

Sebek: Silver, cease with your dawdling and hurry up! ….Silver?

Silver: His face… That ring…!

Lilia: Long ago, when I found you when you were just a baby, you had that ring tied around your neck.

Lilia: Look at the jewel on this ring, Silver. It looks just like your eyes: aurora-colored, and marred not by a single speck. I’m certain the reason your parents entrusted this ring with you is because they hoped and they prayed that just like how this jewel here shines bright and true, their child’s eyes would never become clouded with sorrow.

Silver: Haaah, haaah….! No… No, it can’t be… My birth family, they’re… The Silver Owl and the Knight of Dawn are my... my…! No, that’s not true… THAT’S NOT TRUUUUE!

(The Darkness appears)

Baul: !? What the hell are these things!?

Grim: What the- I never seen so many of ‘em pop up at once before!

Sebek: Damnit… Is Silver’s emotional state drawing them here? You must stay strong, Silver! SILVEEER!

Lilia: They swallowed up Silver! Seriously, what the hell are these things!?

Sebek: Sir Baul! Sir Lilia! This is our fight! Please, make haste to the forest without us! We’ll regroup with you later, together with Silver!

Baul: But-!

Sebek: We’ll be alright. Hurry!

Lilia: Damnit…!

(Lilia and Baul run ahead)

Grim: This ain’t lookin’ good! The Darkness got us completely surrounded!

Sebek: We must extricate Silver! Yuu, Grim, help me!

Sebek: Damnit. No matter how many times we cut them down, they spring right back up!

Grim: We’re done foooooor!

Yuu: The Darkness is dragging us in!

Episode 7-80

Silver: Father, did you know? Did you know this ring once belonged to the Knight of Dawn... That man is this country’s enemy, he’s father’s enemy… The enemy of Lord Malleus’s parents… And I’m.. I’m their enemy’s…! .… *sobs*

Silver: ……

(A baby cries in the distance)

Silver: …Is someone… crying...? But who …?

Silver: ….Where am I?

Lilia: How long has it been since I was last here…? Three- No, four hundred years? Thanks everyone finally signing those peace accords, we can all visit the Verdant Moors again. …It’s truly been a long time coming. A long, long time.

Silver: That voice… Is it father?

Lilia: The rumors swirling around this place claim you’ll be cursed if you step foot inside Briar Castle… There is just the faintest trace of magic lingering about, the remnants of a spell cast by diurnal fae long ago. Maybe they were trying to ward people away from this land.

Silver: Can father not… see me? Maybe this is… Maybe I’m seeing one of his memories…?

(A baby cries in the distance)

Lilia: That sound… Is there a baby here somewhere? Sounds like it’s coming from the throne room. Guess I’ll go take a look see.

Lilia: A baby? And a human one at that! Why in the world is it here? …! That ring…

Silver: No way… Is that baby… Me…? No, it’s can’t be… the hair color’s completely different from mine. But his… His eyes are… Maybe it really is me…

Lilia: Hair as golden as the sunlight, and that ring… Could it be you’re… you’re the Knight of Dawn’s…? No, that’s impossible. As soon as Henrik overtook the castle, the humans started fighting over who’d get claim of the land and its natural resources. And the Knight of Dawn and his wife Leia didn’t make it through all that chaos… …Little cradle, I’m going to have you show me some of your memories. “Life is but a fleeting day, distance but an illusion.” *Far Cry Cradle.

Silver: That spell… This is father’s unique magic. I think he told me before it lets him view some of the memories imbued in objects…

(*This is what he says out loud. In the text, he says “To that cradle, far, far away”)

Red Fairy: Oh, no. The enemy’s closing in on us. Now that the Knight of Dawn - our esteemed Prince Consort - has passed away, the castle is bound to fall. We very well may be witnessing the final moments of the “Kingdom of Swords”…  Queen Leah, please, you must get away from here! Quickly! We’ll protect the prince.

Blue Fairy: Now then, dear prince. You’re going to take a nice little nap for us, okay? Just until all this awful fighting is over.

Green Fairy: You’ll be alright. This ring will strengthen our magic, and until the spell is broken, you’ll remain in that precious little form of yours while you sleep. And you’ll dream only the happiest of dreams. For ten years, a hundred years…

Blue Fairy: That’s right… And once someone who loves you from the very bottom of their heart appears… The spell will be broken, and you will awaken, dear prince.

Red Fairy: You’ll awaken in a peaceful world, one free from warfare and strife…

Lilia: …I see. So your parents and your fairy guardians protected you from all that turmoil. And ever since your people’s nation fell to ruin, you’ve been sitting here all alone in your cradle, waiting for someone who truly loves you. The spell must’ve broken on its own after all this time, I suppose.

(The baby cries)

Lilia: ….You’re the Knight of Dawn’s child… the child of Levan and Meleanor’s enemy… I’ll finally put an end to this… I’ll put an end to this here and now…!

Silver: …………!

Lilia: ……….*sighs* I wouldn’t be able to face Malleus again if I did something like that. If I’m going to keep preaching to him about how he needs to love humans… and how he needs to connect with others, then I’ll have to do the same. Besides… If the Knight of Dawn hadn’t helped us that day, I could’ve lost Malleus. I wonder… Can I really love a human…?

Silver: Please stop it, father. I’m not… I’m not deserving of your love.

(The baby cries)

Silver: STOP IT! STOP CRYING! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CRY!

Lilia: There, there… You’re okay. For such a little guy, you did a great job dealing with being alone for all these years. Okay, come here…

(Lilia picks up the baby)

Lilia: Kufufu, you’re a little chunker. Ahh, this brings me back to when Malleus hatched. It feels like it was just yesterday. …So fae aren’t the only ones who’d give up their lives for their children. We’re alike with humans in that regard, I suppose. …Child of Dawn, today shall be your new birthday. And as such… I shall give you a blessing… The Night’s Blessing upon Ye.

(The baby’s hair changes color from gold to silver)

Silver: ! …. My hair, it’s…

Lilia: Hm? Your hair changed color… Ah, so maybe the Dawn of Knight really was blessed by Diurnal fae to have hair as golden as sunlight. And with *my blessing, now your hair’s as silver as moonlight. Well, it’s all for the best, really. A golden-haired human would stick out quite a bit in Briar Valley.

(The baby coos)

Lilia: Kufufu. You all tuckered out from crying? Let’s see, your name is… I don’t see it written anywhere on the cradle or the ring. …Hmm… Moonlight…. Silver… Wait, that’s it! Silver! From now on, your name will be Silver. Just as the moon’s light cuts through even the deepest darkness, may her silver radiance always light your way.

Silver: I can’t believe it… So my real parents are… The Knight of Dawn and Queen Leah…? But that’s…. Why…. Why are you showing me all this….

(*out loud he says “my”, in the text he says “a follower of the night’s”)

Silver: Leave me alone! Where are you trying to drag me to now? Please, just leave me alone already…

Silver: …I know this place… I know that house. This is where father and I lived, out in the forest.

Lilia: Now sleep, sleep, my beloved child

I pray you’ll walk towards that light

That light that will guide you in your dreams…

Silver: That song… Father would sing that lullaby to me all the time when I was little…

(Someone knocks at the door)

Malleus: Lilia, I’m coming in.

Silver: !!! Lord Malleus…!?

Malleus: The forest fae have been all a twitter lately. They said you found a human infant somewhere…

Lilia: Shhhhh! I finally got him to sleep. Please, keep your voice down.

Malleus: …What is that? It looks like a hairless simian.

Lilia: He’s the baby in question, and his name is Silver. So, what do you think? Isn’t he just adorable?

Malleus: Adorable? This thing…?

Lilia: You stopped by in the nick of time, I was just about to go do some shopping. Could you look after Silver while I’m gone? It’ll only be a minute.

Malleus: What? You want me to… look after this thing?

Lilia: Apparently, human babies don’t take to flower nectar. They’re not like fae; I read they need something called “powdered milk”. Though, I can’t fathom what it’s possibly supposed to be. I mean, how can something be both powder and milk…? At any rate, it’s not something I’ll be able to find around these parts. I’ll need to go someplace that sells human products.

Malleus: W-Wait, Lilia! This little creature will shatter if I touch it.

Lilia: Oh, you’ll be fine. If he starts crying again, just rub him a bit and sing him a lullaby, he’ll be out like a light. I’ll be right back. I’m counting on you!

(Lilia departs)

Malleus: Oi! Lilia!

(Baby Silver wakes up)

Malleus: Ahh, drat. Are you awake?

(Baby Silver starts crying)

Malleus: Ugh…. That wail is utterly vexing. So I just need to sing you a lullaby and you’ll fall back asleep, was it? As if I even know a single lullaby…

(Baby Silver keeps crying)

Malleus: …No, wait…. I do know one.

(Malleus starts humming)

(Baby Silver stops crying and falls back asleep)

Malleus: …It worked, he really did fall back asleep. …*sighs* Lilia, please hurry. I do wonder where I learned that lullaby from, though. I can’t quite seem to recall… Perhaps one of my wetnurses sang it to me when I was little?

Silver: …Lord Malleus…

Malleus: Lilia, where did you find Silver, anyways?

Lilia: Oh, I found him when I was taking a stroll through the forest one night.

Malleus: Magical beasts and other foul creatures roam these forests at night. What on earth were you doing out there…?

Lilia: I’m telling you, it was all just happenstance. And it’s not like I could’ve just left him there.

Malleus: You should’ve just dropped him off with some humans and be done with it.

Lilia: …There’s this one thing you father Levan would often say: we fae need to know humans better, and we need the humans to know us better. He’s the one who took the initiative to study a communal language we could use to speak with the humans, you know. And the one who taught it to all of us.

Malleus: …….

Lilia: I want to learn more about humans through Silver here. And there’s… something I want to find out… I want to see if I really can love a human from the bottom of my heart.

Malleus: And if you cannot love him?

Lilia: …Hold your horses, we have still have plenty of time.

Silver: This is… We’re back at the old house… Please, I don’t want to look at this anymore… Why are you showing me this…

Lilia: Here, Silver. Open wide!

(Baby Silver babbles)

Lilia: All I’ve been feeding him so far is milk and a bunch of mushy grains and vegetables I boiled. Is this really alright? I don’t see how he’s supposed to grow just eating all this.

Malleus: That book on human rearing methods said this will suffice. And as we’re fae, and this is a human, we best just adhere to its suggestions.

Lilia: Yeah, but you’d eat a mountain of fish and meat and whatnot when you were a tyke…

Malleus: Yes, because I’m a dragon. Don’t lump me together with feeble little humans.

Lilia: Babies cry when they’re hungry and they sleep when they’re full, and that’s the same regardless if it’s a baby human or a baby dragon.

Malleus: ……*sigh*

Lilia: Oh, he wiped his plate clean! Was that yummy, Silver?

(Baby Silver coos, and Lilia pats him on the head)

Lilia: You’re such a good boy! I want you to eat lots, get plenty of rest, and grow up big and strong, okay? At any rate, don’t you get bored eating the same old thing every day? Maybe I should start spicing things up a bit…  I could throw in some armored rat meat and black newt flakes next time! They’re said to be highly nutritious, you know.

Malleus: …Don’t even think about it. For the time being, I’ll have provisions delivered to you from the castle, and you can use them to make baby food. I’m a bit concerned leaving him alone in your care.

Lilia: Oh? Has mister “I hate humans!” had a change of heart?

Malleus: You’d be upset if the baby’s health were to decline, no?

Lilia: …You’re so sweet, Malleus.

Silver: ………..Father, Lord Malleus…. I…. *sobs*

(the Darkness appears)

Silver: You just keep showing up again and again… Get away from me.

Lilia: Malleus, come look! Silver's standing on his own!

Malleus: What, already? It takes around 30 years for infant fae to do that. And though they say I was early to walk, it still took me a good 20 years before I learned to shift into my 2-legged form. Humans truly do grow at an astounding rate.

Lilia: Kufufu. Perhaps we fae simply take things a smidge too easy. At this rate, it feels like he's going to grow up on us in the blink of an eye.

Lilia: "And so the little fox said, "Daddy, I'm going to the river.""

Young Silver: Da... ?

Lilia: !! Did you... talk? Silver, did you talk just now?

Young Silver: Da da.

Lilia: No, I'm not your father…

Young Silver: Da... Da da!

Lilia: Hm... Well, it'd probably be better to tell you when you're a little older. ...That's right, I'm Dada.

Young Silver: Daaaaddy! Daaaddy!

Lilia: I’m over here, Silver. What’s all the hubbub?

Young Silver: Daddy, look at this!

Lilia: My, what a lovely acorn bracelet! It’s nice and big, and it’s so well made! The acorns are so shiny, too… Are you a little acorn-gathering expert?

Young Silver: *giggles* The squirrels gathered the acorns with me. And the woodpeckers helped me thread them together… This is for you, daddy.

Lilia: For me?

Young Silver: The fae living in the oak trees told me if you have a lucky charm made from acorns, then you’ll live a long and healthy life. Daddy, I want you to be healthy forever. And I want us to be together foreeeever and ever.

Lilia: …So you’re praying for me to have a long life, huh. You, a human…

Young Silver: Daddy? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?

Lilia: …I’m fine. Come here.

Young Silver: Daddy, don’t hug me so tight! It hurts. *giggles*

Lilia: This is the greatest gift I could ever ask for. As long as I have this charm with me, I bet I’ll be able to live for another thousand years. Thank you.

Young Silver: …I love you, daddy.

Lilia: I love you, too.

Silver: That’s the acorn bracelet I found when I was cleaning up father’s room back at school…! So I was the one who gave it to him. I’d completely forgotten….

Lilia: That bracelet was bestowed to me a long time ago, and it’s my most prized possession. I couldn’t imagine ever throwing it away. Why, even Malleus is jealous I’ve got it!

Silver: It’s just a bunch of old, rotten acorns, of course they aren’t worth anything. So why… Why would you lie like that…

Lilia: Silver! Silver, where are you!?I can’t believe he ran off like that. Was he really that shocked? I’d presumed he would’ve noticed a long time ago we weren’t related, but... No, I was the one who’d always kept things vague. Maybe I was just too scared to tell him the truth and see his sad little face… When did I get so… At any rate, I need to focus on finding him ASAP.  Silver! Silver, answer me!

Silver: My whole life, I believed that even though we weren’t related, I would always be your son. But I don’t… I don’t deserve to call myself your son anymore. There’s no way you could truly love me… There’s no way you could love a child of the Silver Owl – of the Knight of Dawn! There’s no way… you could love me… *sobs*

Episode 7-82

Silver: I can’t.. go on anymore… I don’t want to…

(Silver falls to the ground)

Silver: I’m so sorry, father…. Lord Malleus. I always dreamt of becoming a knight who could protect you two. But now I’ll never… I’ll never…

???: So this is where you were.

Silver: That voice…

Lilia: I finally found you – Knight of Dawn!

Silver: Huh? No, I’m… ..What!?

Silver: I look like- What’s going on…

Lilia: You’ll pay for what you did to Meleanor and Levan! I’m ending this, now…!

Silver: Father, I’m…!

Lilia: You've no right to call me “Father”, human!!

(Lilia and Silver fight)

Lilia: Dammit… I can see why people call you the Silver Owl’s top dog. But we're not done yet!

Silver: Please, stop! I don’t… I don’t want to fight you! I promise, I won’t show my face to you ever again! So please…!

Lilia: Save your breath! We can’t turn back time… it’s too late! Haaaaa!

(Lilia knocks over Silver)

Silver: Augh!!

Lilia: Give Meleanor and Levan my regards! Hahaha… Ahahahaha!

(The Darkness appears and envelops Lilia and Silver)

Silver: Father faded away. He must’ve just been another part of the Darkness that my heart created… He was just a… nightmare…

The Darkness: Gugugugu!

Silver: ….I’m so tired... Darkness, please. Please just drag me down into an even deeper sleep, one I’ll never wake up from…

???:  …Get up…

Silver: That voice…

???: You need to get up.

Silver: ...Father...?

Lilia: It’s okay if you need to run away. It’s okay if you need to break the rules and play dirty. But no matter what you do, you can’t give up on life. Get up, Silver! Plant your feet on the ground and get up!

Silver: ...Augh…!

(Silver rises to his feet and cuts away the Darkness)

Silver: Haaa, haaa….

Lilia: Attaboy, Silver…

Silver: Is his voice just another illusion trying to trick me…? What should I do…?

Part 1

Part 2

Part 4

#twst silver #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #twst spoilers #twst #twst book 7 #twst jp #baul zigvolt #sebek zigvolt

[amazingmaeve]

INFATUATION (3/?)

homelander x fem!reader

series summary — homelander meets Ashley's sister and he's already feeling infatuated with you and he just can't help it, even though ashely is fucking annoying he can't help but think you were the exact opposite.

summary — after a very long day of anger and stress which makes you loses your job homelander offers you a very tempting job.

warnings — homelander being himself, mentioned stalking, angst, fluff, toxicity from homelander, unwanted groping/sa (mentioned and not by homelander, men being there usual asshole selves.

word count — 2948

authors note — sorry for the kinda long wait I was trying to get ideas for this and luckily tonight was one of those nights I got one.

homelander masterlist | the boys mastelrist

Feeling the fire grow inside of you as you looked up at the security guard in front of you, you tried not to get yourself arrested. You couldn’t afford bail at this point in your life since you had just lost your job. Said guy who groped you a few days ago tried to get a little more from you, and the only thing you could think about doing was kicking the asshole in the balls which got you fired.

Made since, your boss was a man. Men usually stick together in situations like this.

You know you should regret since you have a baby to take care of but deep down, that man already got too much leniency and now you wanted to do much more than kick the dick in the balls. This is one of the few times you have gotten angry.

Unfortunately for you, another reason why you were made is because Ellie's father had decided he wanted to step up now and be a father, claiming he had a right to see her, he was her father.

To be honest you were gobsmacked during that whole entire conversation with him, his ego had decided to grow more over the past year since you had seen him. He had no fucking right to be calling you, after he ditched you claiming he didn’t want to be a father and left you pregnant. Whilst you had to give birth and take care of your child alone. Daniel had no rights in this situation, she was your child, you are there for her when she cries at night, you’re there when she needs to be fed, you’re there when she needs her diaper changed, and you’re there when she needs comforting.

Not him.

But him and his asshole behavior had claimed he was a changed person ever since he met this woman who changed his mind, and that made you lose your fucking mind. How could this one girl change his mind, but not the mother of his fucking child.

Ellie needs a father.

Another ridiculous sentence he spewed and you had to chuckle on the phone when he said that. Ellie didn’t need a father, especially not one like him. One that might ditch at the drop of a dime. If he wanted to see Ellie he had another thing coming, you would fight like hell before he even set eyes on her.

That's what landed you here, at Vought, where you were hoping to find Ashley, wanting help and advice on what to do for money and an asshole who seems to think he’s the king of the world.

But this security guard said Ashley wasn’t meeting with anyone and you rolled your eyes. You didn’t have a meeting with your sister, when you just wanted to talk to her. Luckily Ellie was at Daycare, ever since you had found a trustworthy one. You didn’t want her to pick up on your bad energy. Even though she was a baby.

“Listen I am her sister, I don’t have a meeting with her, if you would just call her you could see I’m not lying,” You sternly said glaring up at the security guard.

“She’s busy,” He said in a monotone tone.

“Fine then please just let her know-,” You began to say but a voice cut you off before you could finish your sentence. A voice you knew all too well.

“Is everything okay down here,” Homelanders questioned as he looked between you and the guy. Once he heard you enter the building he could help but come down to greet you, all his interviews and superhero nonsense was done for the day.

He had heard your anger on the way down in the elevator and he wondered what made you so angry. It seemed like it would take a lot to get someone like you angry. But he couldn't deny you looked very cute when angry, even though that’s something that you would try to deny. Homelander was glad to catch you without the baby attached to your hip, or with your sister.

“No sir she was just leaving,” The security guard said as his heart beat started to race a bit.

“I just wanted to get a message to my sister,” You snapped before putting your hand up to your forehead and began to pinch the bridge of your nose, feeling that stress was starting to way on you a bit.

“Okay you can leave I got this,” Homelander ordered the man in front of as he tried to not let a laugh out at this. The guy shifted awkwardly before scurrying off somewhere else to guard, leaving just the two of you standing here. He could hear your heart racing.

Although it wasn’t out of fear. You were really angry he could see that just by looking at you and with his superpowers but a normal human could see it. The way your hands were clenched at your sides and your brows furrowed. It was really obvious.

“Thanks for that,” You gritted out not wanting to get angry at the most powerful man in the world knowing he could kill you in a blink of an eye. “Do you know where my sister is,” You questioned in a much calmer tone.

“Unfortunately she’s not in the building at the moment, she’s out at some meeting for Vought and probably won’t be back for a few more hours,” Homelander answered your question ignoring the tone in your voice, although he did hate it when people got angry at him and that ended up very drastic. He kinda liked it on you.

You were different from any woman that he set eyes on. Not too demanding like Stormfront, Madelyn, or Maeve but you weren’t afraid to stick up for yourself it seemed.

As he said those words he could see the defeat wash across your face as you let out a saddened sigh before looking at the ground. It seemed as though your anger had diluted into sadness.

“Thanks I guess I’ll go home and wait to call her,” You whispered, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Well why don’t you come up to my penthouse and wait for her, it would be much easier than driving all the way to your home and then driving back,” Homelander offered as he gave you a smile. He knew how it sounded though, kinda overbearing and kind of a red flag.

“I don’t know, I mean that’s your home, I don’t want to intrude on your privacy,” You hesitated, not knowing how it would be standing in THE Homelanders penthouse.

“Come on, it’s not like you could have something better to do,” Homelander teased even though what he said was the truth, he knew that and you knew that. What could possibly be better than spending time with Homelander and spending time in the place he called home. Although he still saw hesitation and smelled all over you so he let out a sigh. “You could even rant to me why you’re so angry,” He stated.

“How did you know I was mad,” You asked in amazement with a hint of a smile starting to grace your lips.

“Come on Y/N do you know who you’re talking to,” Homelander rolled his eyes casually as he gave a teasing glance and your face came to realization.

“Now I get it,” You whispered. “Fine I’ll go up to your penthouse but I need to get Ellie in a few hours,” You said taking a look at your phone checking the time.

Now Homelander for real rolled his eyes at the mention of the baby. God just the mention the baby just soured his mood a bit but tried to shake it off not wanting to put you off in any way. He assumed you wouldn’t take a liking to a guy who hated your child.

“Come on, let's go,” He said with a smile.

Once the two of you had made it up to his penthouse, you looked at the place in awe. It was truly an amazing place to you, it was HUGE. It had everything you assumed someone like him would like, glass statues, big couches and a huge window out looking at the whole city. There was a kitchen that looked untouched and you just thought Supes didn’t need to eat that much or they just had chiefs to cook for them.

This place was truly a masterpiece as you looked around in amazement.

Meanwhile Homelanders' eyes were looking at you while you marveled at his place. On one hand it was hilarious at the reaction his place got out of you, although you had probably never seen a place like this in your life. Then on the other hand he was flattered at the astonishment you were showing his place. He had no idea you would be like this and he was even more glad he brought you up here more than ever.

“I’m guessing you like the place,” Homelander questioned you as he put his hands behind his back and you looked at him, all the anger seemed to be out of you at the moment.

“Obviously. This is one of the best places I’ve ever seen in my whole life,” You remarked before looking around again as he almost snorted. You probably weren’t in many places at all but just wanted to impress him and he loved that about already.

“So why’d you need to see your sister,” Homelander got the topic off his apartment and back to your life issues. As soon as he said that your eyes dropped to the floor and your smile faded and he felt his own mood drop but he wanted to know what happened. So he could help. Albeit for himself but nonetheless for you as well.

“Uh well it’s just that my life is going to complete shit and there’s nothing I can do to fix it,” You answered in a melancholy tone in your voice.

A little dramatic. Homelander thought as he stared at you but the way your shoulders slouched and the way your eyes were already starting to tear up he knew he could say nothing without actually hurting your feelings. He’s already made this much progress and he didn’t want to ruin that.

“Well why don’t you tell me and maybe I could help you,” Homelander responded with charm oozing out of his mouth as you stared at him in shock. “Come on speak up, I know you got a voice,” He made a movement with his hands trying to get you to talk to him.

“Let’s just say I got fired today because of some asshole who couldn’t take no for an answer and Ellie's father seems to think he has any rights to see her even though he’s the dick who abandoned me and her,” You replied with an angered tone in your voice trying not to direct it at him.

Homelander knew he should’ve killed that prick you mentioned a few days ago, he should have found his address and choked the ever living daylights out of him. To think of it, the reason he didn’t was because he wanted to watch you that night. Homelander clenched his jaw as his hands turned into fist and only people with super hearing could hear the leather squeaking.

Not to mention the guy who spilled his seed inside of you thought he had the right to speak to you after you had his child. This guy already seemed like he had no brains. None whatsoever. Because if he had the child with you, he could never leave or even think about it. To make it worse he probably would want to lock you up here in his penthouse or in a cabin in the woods far away, so you couldn’t get hurt. This asshole didn’t even deserve to look at you or even the child you birthed and if he was here now he would show no hesitation lasering the fuck out of him

Taking a deep breath Homelander tried to get his anger in control so his eyes wouldn’t shine red and make you think he was mad at you. Now you were jobless and standing here looking so unbelievably weak for him and this was the exact time for him to shine. To make you think he was this good guy and wanted to help you and then maybe you’d be able to satisfy his needs.

“That does sound like a pickle you’re in,” Homelander commented as a few moments passed. You bit your lip and nodded.

“Now I have no job which means, I’ll have to fucking go homeless or be a fucking prostitute and I don’t want that for my daughter, all I ever wanted for here was to grow up and be better than me,” You sorrowfully say as you shook your head looking at the marble floors.

Homelander wouldn’t let you be a fucking prostitue and by the tone it wounded like you were being sarcastic because there was no way in hell that anyone would touch anything that was his. He was like a kid in that way, when a kid wanted his toy and someone else had it, they threw a tantrum. But his tantrum would end in blood and gore.

But an idea popped into his head as he stared at you. A job that you might be interested in. A job that you couldn’t refuse. Like anyone would refuse a job that the Homelander gave them.

“I have a job that you might be interested in doing,” Homelander proposed. As you looked at him in confusion. “You could be my personal assistant, everyone I keep getting I keep hating and getting fired and I like you,” He offered.

Your eyes widened a little when he said he liked you and you couldn’t help but feel your heart race at those three words he just told you. Even though he probably didn’t mean in that way it was still nice to see someone like you that wasn’t your own sister. But you didn’t know if you could take this job especially since you didn’t know if Ashely would like it.

“I don’t know I’m flattered but…” You paused and looked at him as you lightly scratched at your arm.

“But what, this is the job of a lifetime that anyone would except sorry but I don’t see any good endings for that sentence,” Homelander spoke as he walked up to stand right in front of you.

“I just- would Ashely even like this and I don’t even know if I qualify,” You rushed out.

“I’ll deal with Ashley and I’m more than sure you’re qualified to deal with my needs,” Homelander replied with a softness that almost made you melt right then and there. Then if anything could get any worse he brought his gloved hand to your cheek and caressed your cheek bone.

Homelander kept a smirk in as he felt your face heat up in his palm and it was obvious that you were liking what he was doing and although he wanted to go further with you, he held back, probably one of the only times he would. Homelander was starting to get desperate just wanted you to say yes to his offer that he was so generously giving you.

“Please,” He added on for an effect that made your eyes flutter with your face in his palm and he reveled in it. “Come on, it pays more than that other job that you had and you’ll be working closely with your sister.”

You let out a sigh as you contemplated the idea in your head. On one hand you didn’t want to except without informing your sister because you knew she’d killed you for not even getting her opinion because she worked here. Then on the other hand he was probably right about the money he was talking about and you needed that money. It would be good not to worry about how you're gonna get food for yourself and Ellie. Diapers, lights on, warm water, this would solve all your problems that you were facing.

Then another reason you wanted to accept his offer was something deep inside you. The way he said please and the way his hand enveloped your cheek and him looking at you with this softness that no one had ever given you. You’d be too embarrassed to say that you were getting a little aroused at this point and you didn’t even care if he knew because you were trapped looking at his baby blue eyes, that so easily could light red, staring down at you.

“I’ll take the job,” You accepted with a whisper and he gave a smile and his hand left your cheek and you fought to let a whimper out.

“Great!” Homelander clapped his hands and walked around you to the kitchen where he got some wine. “This is a cause for celebration,” He said, getting two glasses and pouring the red wine in one and looking at you.

“Actually I can’t,” You said with a cringe as you looked at his smile drop in an instance. “I can’t because of my breastfeeding with Ellie,” You say with an apologetics tone.

Homelander bit his lip once you brought this up and gave you a glass of water trying to steer his thoughts, especially with you in his presence. You accepted and took a swig of the water while he drank the wine.

“To new beginnings.”

#homelander x oc #homelander x you #homelander x reader #homelander x y/n #homelander smut #homelander headcanons #homelander imagine #the boys x y/n #the boys x reader #the boys x you #the boys x oc #the boys imagine #the boys headcanons #the boys smut #the boys tv #the boys #tw sa mention #tw stalking

[cicimunson]

How Steve Got His Groove Back

Summary: Season 3 Steve has lost his mojo, but with a little help from you, he might get it back.

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Plus Size Female Reader

Other Characters: Robin Buckley, random girls at the mall

Warnings: Reader is insecure, Steve is insecure, a whole lotta dirty smut in this one, reader is kinda bullied.

Word Count: 3k+

Part 2

“Ahoy ladies, didn’t see you there!”

You almost jump back, startled by the loud voice of the man behind the counter.

The girls in front of you exchange amused glances.

He continues. “Would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of my flavor with me? I’ll be your captain, I’m Steve Harrington.”

You feel second-hand embarrassment for the guy. Sure, he’s cute, but cute doesn’t make up for that ridiculous outfit he’s wearing or how awkward he is.

The girls walk away laughing and you step up to the counter. “Is Robin here?”

He nods and jerks his thumb to the back.

You can’t help but notice that he doesn’t try any of his cheesy lines on you.

Probably not his type, those girls were thin and gorgeous.

You duck into the backroom.

“Robin, who’s the hot dingus working up front?”

She snorts. “Steve Harrington, former king of Hawkins High.”

“Wow, how the mighty have fallen.”

The windows to the front pop open and Steve sticks his head in.

“I can hear you, you know.”

You and Robin laugh. “Oh, we know.”

“Thanks for calling me hot, by the way.” He offers you his hand.

“Hey, I just call it like I see it. If you look past the sailor suit and the general awkwardness surrounding you, you’re pretty good-looking.” You shake his hand. “Y/N.”

“Steve.”

“So I’ve heard.” You turn back to Robin. “We still hanging out after your shift?”

She nods. “Definitely. I need pizza and horror movies, stat.”

You glance over at Steve. “You can come too, dreamboat, if you don’t have a hot date or anything.”

Robin snorts.

Steve tries to look casual and fails miserably, propping on his elbow and almost hitting his head on the counter when it slips.

“Um, yeah, sure, I can move around my plans.”

“Don’t do us any favors.” Robin mumbles under her breath.

You wait until Steve is out of earshot to give her a scolding look. “Robin, be nice. I feel bad for him. He’s obviously lost his mojo.”

You gesture to her erase board. “That him striking out?”

She nods and giggles. “He’s flopped every time.”

You turn and watch him trying to flirt with yet another customer, dropping her change and almost spilling her sundae.

“What’s wrong with him?” You ask under your breath.

“His girlfriend dumped him and he’s having a breakdown.” Robin replies.

“That explains it.”

“I’ll meet you out front in a bit, okay?”

You nod and gesture toward Steve. “Don’t forget to bring dingus.”

__________

A few hours later you’re all sprawled in your living room, the Exorcist playing while you eat junk food and gossip. Robin is piled up on blankets and pillows on the floor, you’re laying on the couch, and Steve is sitting by your feet.

Robin starts to nod off halfway through the movie.

You take the opportunity to talk to Steve a little more.

You find out that you have similar taste in music and movies. To your surprise, the two of you talk for almost three hours straight, never running out of things to say.

“So, today was interesting, watching you crash and burn repeatedly. Like a train wreck, you just can’t look away.” You tease. 

He scowls. “I’m a little off my game lately is all. I’ll make a comeback.”

“Not in that sailor outfit you won’t.” You giggle.

“It’s definitely not doing me any favors. Neither is the fact that I stink of loser.”

“Hmm?”

He sighs. “I didn’t get into college. My dad forced me to take this job. On top of that my girlfriend broke up with me for this dude I thought was a loser but turns out he’s actually okay, which makes me the jackass, I guess.”

“Sounds like it might.” You admit.

“Yeah, well, it’s been a tough year.” He rubs his face with both hands.

“You know what your problem is?” You ask.

“My life is a disaster?”

“Well yeah, but besides that. Your problem is that you actually believe what you’re saying. And you’re projecting it.”

He cocks his head to the side, looking confused. “Speak English.”

“You think you’re a loser, so you’re acting like a loser, and that’s all people can see.”

“Well how am I supposed to fix that?”

“Long-term? Therapy. Talk to you dad. Improve your thinking process.”

He grimaces. “Short-term?”

“Get laid. It’ll boost your confidence and you’ll feel better. People can tell when you haven’t had sex in awhile. It’s like a pheromone or something.”

He seems to be mulling over what you said.

You turn your attention back to the TV.

After a minute or so, you feel his hand on your leg.

You glance over at him.

“Do you wanna fuck me maybe?” He asks so casually, like he’s asking to borrow a pen.

“Oh, you’re funny. That sense of humor could work in your favor.”

“I’m being serious.”

You sit up to stare at him.

He shrugs. “I’m just saying. We could fuck.”

“I’m not really your type, Steve. Not sure how I would help your confidence. And I barely know you.”

He looks confused. “Not my type? Hot is my type. And who says we have to know each other to have sex?”

“My point still stands.”

“You don’t think you’re hot?”

“Not particularly.”

“Why not?”

You gesture to your body. “Not exactly the type of the girl you were flirting with at the mall.”

“I don’t have a specific type. I think lots of girls are hot.”

“Could have fooled me.”

He takes your hand and tugs you close, placing your fingers over his crotch.

“I’m hard as a rock just thinking about fucking you. You say I need to be more confident, right? Sounds like you need to take your own advice.”

You bite your lip and glance over at Robin, who’s snoring peacefully.

Am I really thinking about fucking him?

Steve squeezes your hand, making you grip his length. He moans slightly and flexes his hips. It’s so fucking sexy your breath catches.

Yeah, I’m gonna fuck him.

“Upstairs.” You take his hand and lead him to your room.

Steve wastes no time getting naked, clearly confident about his body. His lips crash into yours and he unbuttons your shirt, pushing it off your shoulders.

You both maneuver toward the bed and he reaches behind you, unhooking your bra with one hand effortlessly.

“Fuck, your tits look incredible.” He latches on to your nipple greedily.

You moan softly and tangle a hand in his hair.

He unbutton your pants and shoves them down, wasting no time sliding a hand into your panties and easing a finger inside you.

“You on birth control?”

“Mhm, pill.”

His lips fasten on the side of your neck. “Can I mark you?”

“Robin will see in the morning.”

“You embarrassed for people to know about this?”

“I just mean she might get upset that we snuck off to have sex.”

“Guess that’s a good point.” He looks disappointed.

Ugh, tugging on my damn heartstrings with that pouty face.

“Fuck it, mark me up.”

He grins happily and you giggle.

Your giggle turns into a low moan as he nips your skin and then starts sucking a red splotch.

“Mmm, feels good.”

He starts pumping his finger inside you. He twists his wrist slightly and uses his thumb to press on your clit.

“Ohhh, fuck.” You whimper.

“Wanna taste you.”

He starts kissing down your chest.

You pull his head back up. “No, it’s cool.”

“I want to.”

“Let me taste you instead.” You offer

You roll him on his back before he can protest. You don’t know how to explain that you don’t want him kissing down your belly because it’s not flat and has stretch marks. You don’t know how to say that you worry because you’re a bigger girl, you sweat down there more than other girls and he won’t like the way you taste.

He fists your hair as you take him into your mouth. “Fuck, Y/N, you look gorgeous with your lips around my cock.”

You lick up and down his shaft. Steve pushes your head down a little further.

“Suck on my balls, please.” His voice is almost a whimper.

You take one in your mouth and suck. His fingers tighten in your hair, pulling almost to the point of pain. You raise your head and take him back in your mouth.

Steve has to fight the urge not to hold you still and fuck your face. He’s never been so horny in his life. Your fucking curves, your thick thighs, how soft and pliant you are, it’s driving him fucking wild.

He pulls you off his dick and up the bed to give you a sloppy kiss, squeezing your thighs. “Wanna ride me?”

“Um, I don’t think so.”

He cock his head to the side and studies your face. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, I’m good to keep going. Did you want to stop?”

“Hell no. I’m about to bust.” He admits. He tugs your panties off and pulls you so that you’re straddling him.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” You murmur, a weak protest as you feel his cock rub against your pussy lips.

“Oh, you wanna be rough?”

This dingus.

“I mean, it’s not my usual style, but if you want to like spank me or something-”

“Jesus, Steve, I meant that I don’t want to crush you!” You squeak, blushing.

“Oh, my bad. I thought you were like, into something kinky. Wait, crush me?”

He grabs your waist and rolls his hips into you. “I can handle anything you wanna throw at me, babygirl.”

“I just meant-”

He rolls you on to your back.

“Enough. Let me tell you what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna eat your pussy like it’s my last meal on earth. And when I’m satisfied with my meal, you’re gonna ride my dick like a good girl.”

You feel yourself getting wetter from his words.

“Enough putting yourself down. When I offered to fuck you, I knew exactly what I was getting into. I want you, got it?”

You nod.

“Say yes if you want this.”

“Yes, yes, I want this.”

“Now, wrap those thighs around my head and let me eat.”

He dives between your legs and starts lapping at your cunt greedily. You gasp.

His hands slide under your legs, urging them over his shoulders. 

“Fuck, baby, so wet. All this, for me?”

He mumbles between your thighs, his tongue flicking over your clit. He sucks it hard, making you buck your hips and groan. His mouth moves further down, and he shoves his tongue into your pussy, fucking your hole.

“Oh God, Steve, that’s so good. Fuck, so good!”

He rubs your clit with his fingers, his tongue swirling inside you.

Oh Jesus this man is a sex wizard. Those girls don’t know what they’re missing.

He takes his other hand and presses down on your lower belly. A jolt flashes through your body and you arch your back off the bed, fisting the sheets beneath you as you fight the urge to scream out in pleasure.

He uses the hand on your stomach to hold you still as you become a writhing panting mess beneath his skilled mouth.

You blink away tears as the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had racks your body, leaving you breathless and whimpering.

Steve is falling apart between your legs. Your little moans, the way you taste, how responsive you are, it’s enough to make him insane. He’s whimpering himself, and rubbing his cock against your mattress, desperate for any friction as his precum leaks out on your sheets.

He wants you to cum again. He wants to taste you a little longer. His face being buried in your cunt is his favorite place in the world now, he decides, and he wants to make the most of it while he’s here.

He sucks your clit again, sliding two fingers inside you easily.

You gasp and roll your hips. “Steve, oh fuck, you’re still going?”

He mumbles against your clit and it sends pleasure shooting through you. His fingers pump inside you expertly, knowing exactly how to bend and where to press to send you flying over the edge again. It’s more intense this time, and you have to clap your hand over your mouth to keep from yelling as you cum for the second time. It feels like an out-of-body experience.

You start to come down from you high and realize that Steve is still eating your pussy. You whimper from how sensitive your clit is and gently push his head away.

He looks up at you with lust-blown pupils, his lips and chin wet. He looks fucking feral.

There he is. He’s got it now.

He grabs your waist and flips you on top of him effortlessly, slapping your ass.

You barely have time to get your balance before he’s pushing himself inside you. You slap your hands on his chest and groan as he wastes no time bottoming out in you.

“Fucking ride me, baby. Ride my cock.” He hisses through clenched teeth. “Let me see those tits bounce.”

You start at a slow pace but Steve isn’t having it. He sits up slightly, locks an arm around you, and drives his hips up into you.

“Harder.” He grunts in your ear. “Make it hurt a little.”

You rake your nails down his back and clench your pussy muscles around him.

He sinks his teeth into your tit, groaning your name against your skin.

“Fuck, Steve, don’t stop.”

He looks up at you, pouty pink lips begging to be kissed. You press your lips to his, locking into a heated kiss that leaves you breathless.

“Need this.” He mumbles against your mouth. “Need you.”

You moan. Something shifts between you. You aren’t sure when or how it happens, but you’re suddenly kissing him softly, his thrusts slowing down, becoming lazy and gentle.

His lips mold against yours. “Mmm, baby, just like that. Riding me like such a good girl.”

“Such a good girl for you.” You whimper.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” He pleads. “Wanna see you fall apart for me.”

His hand slips between the two of you and he rubs your clit.

You feel your body start to tighten again. You clench around him, burying your face in his shoulder. He grasps your chin and pulls your face up.

“No, baby. Wanna see it. Wanna watch you cum.”

“Please….Steve…so close.” Your thighs burn from riding him. You wanna stop but you speed up instead, chasing that third orgasm. Steve speeds up too, falling back into the bed and digging his heels into the mattress to push deeper into you.

You can’t help it. You cry out loudly, almost screaming his name as you cum again. He pulls you down for a kiss to quieten you, capturing your cries with his mouth.

His hips stutter, and he slams into you once more with a hoarse cry of his own, shooting his load deep inside you.

He rolls and tucks you into his side, kissing you once more.

“I may never let you out of this bed.” He murmurs into your hair.

You giggle. “As much fun as that sounds, I think Robin would have an aneurysm if she woke up and found us like this.”

“Yeah, I guess I should probably go. Just tell her I left after the movie.”

You feel a twinge of disappointment but ignore it as you both get dressed and you walk him out.

This was just to help him get his mojo back. It was a one time thing. Don’t read into it, don’t dwell on it.

He kisses your cheek. “I’ll see you.”

“See ya.” You echo. He’s out the door. You curl up on the couch and fall asleep almost instantly.

__________

You’re back at the mall a few days later, feeling nervous as you head into Scoops. You hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Steve. You were a little worried about seeing him today.

He’s standing by the counter, talking to some gorgeous blonde girl who looks like she’s never eaten ice cream a day in her life. You glance around for Robin. Assuming she’s in the back, you duck behind the counter.

Steve notices you out of the corner of his eye and stops mid-sentence.

“Y/N, hey!” He calls out, waving to you.

You wave back, plastering a friendly smile on your face.

He pats the blonde on the shoulder and hurries over to you.

“Haven’t seen you in a few days.”

“Mhm.”

“It is weird if I say I missed you?” He blushes.

You ignore his question and gesture to the girl. “Looks like you got your mojo back.”

“Yeah, all thanks to you. You’re the best.” He kisses your cheek.

No, I’m a fucking idiot.

Robin sticks her head out the window to the back. She takes one glance at your expression and instantly knows what’s going on. You hadn’t said anything, but she’d seen the hickeys on your neck and the stains on your sheets and instantly put two-and-two together.

“Well I won’t keep you from your blonde friend, will you let Robin know I’m waiting outside?”

He nods. “Do you want some ice cream before you go?”

You start to shake your head.

“Of course she does.” The blonde mutters.

Oh, what a bitch.

To your surprise, Steve levels a stare at her and cocks an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

She looks flustered. “I mean, who doesn’t want ice cream? It’s so good.”

You cross your arms and glare at her. “I’m sure that’s what you meant.”

She rolls her eyes and turns back to Steve, smiling coyly. “So did you want my number?”

Steve shakes his head. “I’ll pass, thanks.”

Her mouth drops open. “Really?”

He shrugs. “Yeah, really.”

She stalks off.

Steve turns back to you. “So, movie night tonight?”

“You didn’t have to do that, Steve. I wouldn’t have cared if you got her number.”

“Rude isn’t my type.”

“I’m rude.”

“I made an exception for you.” He winks.

You can’t help but giggle.

“So, tonight?” He asks hopefully.

“Movie night sounds great, actually. Robin, you in?”

She shakes her head. “No thanks, I have plans. But you two have fun.”

Steve turns out of Robin’s line of sight and wiggles his eyebrows at you. “Oh, we will.”

#steve harrington fic #steve harrington ff #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington reader insert #steve harrington x female reader #steve harrington x y/n #plus size reader #steve harrington x plus size reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader smut

[faerievampling]

awesome! thanks for the request info~

you talked a little about Astarion decorating you with jewels in a modern au (can't find the post now :(

do you think he's active in socials? does he post you frequently? paint his nails w you? does he expect something ornate or flashy for valentine's?

I'm so curious to know what you make of him in any modern context really (*^‿^*)

I love modern astarion <3 everything here is based on our sweet spawn btw (but I do have some of Hcs about a take on the ascendant in a modern au…) this is 18+ and female reader in mind

here’s the ask I think you’re talking about if curious buttt…i went crazy here anon. i hope you enjoy ♡

I think Astarion would def be the type to post a lot about his girlfriend. Tons of pictures of the two of you, never unflattering though. Like let’s be honest, that vampire would be extremely photogenic if only that king had a reflection lol so in modern AU, oh man. Imagine the most flawless selfies ever: imagine the naughty pics he would send you.

Astarion knows how to use the camera on his phone. So throughout the day, he’s just gonna be sending you naughty messages and pics because that’s just how he is. Astarion is a tease, and you absolutely love this about him.

Astarion will be cringe and send you shirtless mirror selfies. Like a dad. Or a frat boy. And he will look good doing it. It will always be a joke when he does, but you’ll be blushing nonetheless.

You and Astarion def have a streak on snapchat. it’s like, ridiculously long. it doesn’t even matter if you’re 18 or 35, Astarion insists that you maintain this. It’s more important to him than he would care to admit lol

um okay but Astarion who knows how to fix cars. Mechanic Astarion! I’m kidding he would hate the mess 😂 but i love the idea of him being really good at using his hands, and I think Astarion has a vast knowledge of totally random things that will shock you when you first start dating him. I don’t think modern Astarion is beneath fixing Tav’s car or checking her oil (he might even pump your gas for you if you’re nice enough) but he will complain. Probably a lot.

Astarion hates the state fair(I’m an American from the South). I’ll say no more.

I might have said this in the other ask but i do think Astarion loves holidays, especially Christmas: he just loves getting presents (and buying you presents, but he hates buying them for anyone else). Omg You doing elf on the shelf for Astarion. Every day, you move that damn elf, probably putting the poor thing in inappropriate positions, and Astarion makes it his mission to find it. He’s so annoyed by it lol but he loves it and you always do your best to make him laugh. And it works, because ultimately he just thinks you’re so fucking adorable.

Easter – yeah Astarion doesn’t care for religion, so you will be his god on Easter Sunday <3 🥠=*your luck will be high this day. Expect worship and pleasure*

Valentine’s day – I think Astarion will def take this opportunity to do something intimate and meaningful with you, but I think the more effort you put in, the better, because Astarion will appreciate it. He probably doesn’t want anything too gaudy or over the top, (it has to be tasteful)

Um Astarion is def into the high tech sex toys. He literally loves playing with you, especially if the toy connects to his phone, so he can control you from across the house. He will beg you to wear your lovense in public (that’s up to you if you want that ;) just so he can watch you squirm. i’m a believer that he loves using his tongue and then his cock (in this order of top favorite things Astarion loves doing to your desperate body) on you, but when he starts to discover all these new toys…he’s so game.

#astarion x reader #astarion x you #modern au astarion #modern au #astarion #astarion x female reader #faerievampling asks answered

[giyuji]

SLEEPING NEXT TO THEM!

ft. osamu dazai, chuuya nakahara, ryunosuke akutagawa.

cw. cursing, gn!reader (i think; i tried to keep it as neutral as possible).

#𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 — this man, this fucking asshole. his side of the bed is his. your side of the bed? also his. the entire mattress is his paradise and he’s the king of it all. you? during the day you’re his royalty. during the night? you may as well be another servant tending to his whims. sleepy dazai is clingy, whiny, and will start of the night with a fit if you don’t cuddle up next to him. so, because you love him (and the 20 minutes of peace in his arms before he dozes off to sleep) you give in. it’s nice, it comfortable, it feels safe; a complete 180 of the situation as soon as that 21st minute hits. dazai sprawls himself around the surface, arms wide, legs strewn about, long and lanky limbs moving around all night. if you’re particularly unlucky, he’ll kick you a few times and you’ll wake up with excruciating pain in your back. if you’re lucky, the only thing that happens is him pushing you towards the very outer edge of the bed as he takes all space for himself. you tried building a pillow wall once. dazai tore it down within 7 minutes. and god forbid you move to the couch when you’re especially tired. if he wakes up and you’re not within arms reach? OUTRAGE! you’re his love, he needs you close :( why would you ever leave him all alone in the bed? :( that’s right, it’s unacceptable. at the end of the day, his sleeping habits are just another part of him. and being allowed near him in such a vulnerable state is an honour on its own. besides, it could be worse. at least he doesn’t snore. not super loudly at least.

#𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 — such a small man, such a ridiculous amount of blanket. there’s no need for him to wrap himself in the covers entirely, leaving you with, well, nothing. that’s right, chuuya nakahara hogs the blanket. he starts off completely different, though. will insistent on tucking you in (with a scowl on his face if you’ve been particularly bratty about it that night) before he goes to brush his teeth and all that. when he comes back, you’re already dozing off to sleep. he’ll carefully lift the duvet and snuggle closer to you, holding you against him and making sure the both of you are warm and comfortable before even thinking of going to sleep. you usually wake up around 2am, cold, freezing, and seeing your darling of a boyfriend wrapped in his own little heap of blankets. if he didn’t look so ridiculously cute, with those puffy cheeks and pouty lips, you’d be mad. but, as it was, he did look utterly adorable and so your brief anger quickly washes away. with a heavy sigh you’d inch closer to him, brushing the soft, red hair away from his forehead before pressing a soft kiss to it. he’s lucky you love him so much. if he were any other person, you’d kick him off the bed and feign sleep when he gets startled awake. but how could you be mad at him? especially when he smiles in his sleep at the delicate kiss you place on his forehead? that’s right. you can’t. so you instead keep a few blankets in a drawer in your room. it started with one, but as the night progresses he takes those, too. so, now you have multiple ones. it works out, as 4 blankets seem to be the magic number that leaves you with covering for the next morning. chuuya feels super bad about it each time, though, hence why he’s so insistent on tucking you in. will get you a bouquet of flowers as an apology. you get fresh ones each day <3 your appartement is a flower shop at this point.

#𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀 — sleeps like he’s dead. full on laying in a casket. arms crossed over his chest and on his back. not moving once. entire body tense, eyebrows pulled into a frown, lips downturned. always on high-alert, too. it annoys and pains you at the same time. it pains you to see him not ever being at peace, not even in his sleep. and it annoys you because, well, you love him and want to be close to him. you want to cuddle, to tangle your legs with his, to rest your head on his chest and to feel his fingers carding through your hair. some nights you want to be the one that holds him, clutching him against your chest while you kiss the top of his head. but the way he sleeps makes it so damn difficult. he isn’t even being actively annoying. in fact, if you were a coworker instead of his partner, you’d absolutely choose him to share a room with on business trips/missions. but—you weren’t a coworker. and you wanted ryunosuke closer to you. so, one night, you decide to try your luck. bad choice. you knew he was on high-alert, and the sudden appearance of rashoumon while you try and lift one of his arms to sneak underneath it really shouldn’t have come as a surprise. the squeak you let out at the ability rushing towards you has him snap out of it, and it quickly disappears again as he realises who was trying to get near him. he scolds you at first, berating you for trying to test him and that you could’ve gotten seriously injured. only when he sees your down-casted eyes, and slightly wobbling lip (c’mon, you’re sleepy and needy for you boyfriend, okay? you can be emotional) his harsh words quickly die down. when you mutter an apology and whisper that you just wanted to cuddle with him, he goes even quieter. will scoff and wrap his arms around you, pushing your head on his chest and hand in your hair. just like you imagined. he manages to feign nonchalance, but even in the dark you can see the blood flowing to his cheeks. still sleeps on his back, though. at least you’re in his arms now while he does it.

#is this 100% canon? no probably not #BUT it is in my head so #dazai osamu x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #nakahara chuuya x reader #chuuya headcanons #dazai headcanons #ryunosuke akutagawa x reader #akutagawa ryunosuke x reader #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa headcanons #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader