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satoruhour · 10 months

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hey t it’s me again 😔 i saw u have choso on ur masterlist and it got me thinking back to the brothers bff/bff’s brother debate and now i can’t decide which is better

being yuuji’s sister and getting used to choso always being at ur house bc him and yuuji r inseperable and ur always acting annoyed but secretly u love having him around bc he’s super sweet and respectful to his friend’s sister and over the years u also become close w him and can’t help but slowly fall for him bc he is so gentle and protective w u

oorrr being yuuji’s bff and always hanging around at his house but his quiet, grumpy introvert of a brother choso avoids being around u bc he doesn’t wanna overstep his brother’s boundaries. u always think he’s annoyed by you when actually he would love to be friends (or more) with u bc u r the literal sunshine in his life and he’s dying to talk to you but he is too afraid

aahh t...need your thoughts. now!

a/n: sorry this took so long jelly !!!! but why not both...? 0.7k / 0.8k ✶

i. choso as your older brother’s best friend

it’s at fourteen that your older brother, yuji, starts to bring a pale guy to his house. he looks dead in the eyes most of the time, hair tied up in matching buns and they were unkempt, just like the rest of his clothes, but he made them look good. and although he looks like he just walked through hell, his voice was gentle, timid.

you bow slightly when he enters the house for the first time, a grunt escaping you when yuji throws an arm around you forcefully and introduces you with the same booming voice he’s had since five. since then choso’s been coming around more and more, and you’re happy to at least see yuji smile a little more ever since your grandpa died — they’re not entirely guarded about their time together too, because sometimes yuji would drag you over to play stupid dress up games and you’re the one they listen to when you tell them purple is a terrible colour against stark, bright red.

within months, choso’s soon to treat you just like how yuji does: a little annoying and insufferable just like a big brother is, and soon you find yourself warming up to him: giving him highfives, being able to go out with him on ice cream outings, giving him stickers that you buy to paste on his skateboard. he’s always asking if you’re okay, too — he has heating pads for when you get shitty cramps, he has plasters for when you skate a little too fast on his skateboard.

they’re so inseparable that it almost feels unreal when you still see choso at twenty one years old in your first year of university while yuji’s in his third, bringing him over often in weird spots of time.

“how’s university treating you?” choso asks from across the room, lying down and staring blankly into the ceiling; he’s mindlessly playing with his lips. you’re reading a book on a couch in the bedroom, though you’re hardly digesting any information from how loudly yuji is clacking on the keys. he’s not aware of how loud he’s being either, music blasting into his ears as he rushes for an assignment.

“it’s alright,” you sigh, wincing when yuji almost spoils by slamming the spacebar. it’s futile trying to focus now, so you abandon your book totally, dumping it on the bed to sit by choso’s side on the bed, “though one of my professors is a total ass.”

“is it mr. shuichiro?” you just scrunch up your face and nod, another defeated sigh leaving your lips.

“how’d you know?”

“not telling ya,” choso smiles. it’s not like you hadn’t seen yuji’s best friend smile before. there’s laughter, grins, everything on top, but never like this. the older man’s eyes crinkle when he smiles too, and you realise you’ve never looked hard enough to notice it. but you were unaware that today would be the day that would get you staring (and also would get you sputtering in retaliation).

you tsk, “annoying,” and you know the other knows you don’t mean it. not when later on he’s slipping a blanket over yuji who’s passed out at his desk, who offers to make you some hot chocolate when you can’t sleep. all these years have not turned you blind to choso’s selflessness, but because he was so casual about it, it hadn’t made a mark on you until you’re borrowing a hair tie from the other after yours snapped that same night.

“here,” he removes his buns, shoulder-length hair falling to frame his face, “you can have i—”

and you’d have more decorum on other days, but you’re so enamoured with how often his quiet acts of service happen that you reach out to touch his soft hair. you’re awkwardly twisting against the kitchen island, strands of black into your fingers and you gasp as you come to your senses when you get a sudden cramp up your leg.

choso’s the first to react, scooping you up effortlessly as you yelp, hands quickly wrapping around his neck. and then he laughs when you’re glaring at him through hooded lids and messy hair while everywhere else is tingling like frostbite. your heart is the fastest when choso leans down, pecking your forehead softly with a smile that shows relief, you think.

“let’s get you to bed, pretty.”

ii. choso as your best friend’s older brother

“aniki! come say hi to my friend.” your best friend itadori yuji needs everything but a loudhailer, because his voice easily carries throughout the house. he didn’t exactly need to shout either, because it was an small apartment with neighbours and you heard they’ve already got multiple complaints about yuji and his older brother playing DDR while shouting like dogs.

there’s grumbling when choso inches out from his room, a muffled rock song playing on the speakers. paramore. you bow when he finally reaches the two of you and you almost wish yuji hadn’t called his brother out when he looks like he would kill you. two years older than you both, his black hair is tied up messily into matching buns, eyes lined with faint makeup but choso sees your bow and scrambles to do the same, offering you a smile.

“you datin’ her?”

yuji chokes on his drink the next time he brings you over to complete a partner assignment, interrupted with the sudden question. similarly, the hands on your laptop halt too and your head snaps back to look at his older brother incredulously.

“anikiii!” yuji whines because it works on choso, seeing it take effect immediately when all he does is put up his hands in surrender and purses his lips, a smile tugging at his lips before his eyes shift to you. by then, yuji’s already moving onto the next section of your combined essay, but you linger just a little longer in choso’s gaze, who just shoots you a resigned smile and leaves.

“you like paramore?” you ask on another day, focusing on devouring a snack bar. choso nods, amongst other times where you’ve asked are you in university like us too? and he shakes his head. do you wear anything other than black? and he mumbles “no”.

warming up takes a while; you’re able to speak your mind whenever, so you’re usually the one initiating conversations that usually result in nods and one-worded answers. it doesn’t dampen your spirit, though you speak out less and less around him until choso picks up the pace again — he since then, you’re the only person worth communicating to.

choso only ever talks when you start, and most days are spent in his room avoiding the both of you, but mainly you, and he isn’t sure when those feelings of wanting personal space turns into varied feelings of wanting to see you more.

“choso? your dinner’s ready,” you call through the door, reluctantly accepting yuji’s plea for a favour when he realised he had nightly club activities to attend, shooting up from his bed before sprinting to the university nearby. you’re left with heating up the leftovers from yesterday, and yuji emphasised that you make sure that he comes out for his food.

you didn’t expect the door to open so fast, contrary to yuji’s experiences, taken aback by how dishevelled choso looked. your curious eyes couldn’t help but wander past him, looking into his room with renewed curiosity at the posters on his wall and the iMac on his table. there’s a tab open, a video that’s entirely out of his style playing faintly.

“here.” you smile, hand outstretched as you pass him a bowl of udon noodles, not noticing how choso wills his fingers to stop shaking at almost being found out and you think he’s going to go back into his man cave, but you’re pleasantly surprised when he asks “wanna watch a movie?”

two bowls of udon finished, you’re halfway through the rom-com he suggested, and maybe you’ve been too caught up in your perception of him that maybe he’s not all that stoic and mean-looking. glancing down you see the rings that adorn his fingers and how his nail-polish is chipped and the tips of his fingers are red, and maybe they’re calloused from playing his guitar or working on his iMac, but you won’t know for sure until you find out; that’s a lie you tell yourself.

if yuji was here, he’d burst out laughing — his best friend and big brother stuck in an awkward predicament — at your finger tracing his knuckles and veins on his hand. but there’s no shrill laughter to quell the situation and fluster on both your cheeks, unfortunately. in a swift motion, choso swallows his pride and aches to hold your hand, but he doesn’t want to overstep boundaries, so he pulls away and scurries back to his room and you’re soon lamenting over your stupid mistake.

but then choso comes back, an unfinished product in his hands. it’s an average-sized bouquet of paper flowers, but so far there’s only three flowers finished and he’s apologising — you realise earlier, he had been learning how to make flowers for you. “i’m sorry— i didn’t know how else to—” you place a hand on the one holding the bouquet, scooting closer to him with a sweet smile.

“i like you, too, choso,” placing your lips on his cheek, you get a whiff of his cologne, giggling when you see a faint blush on his cheeks that puffs out at your confession. your laughter is cut off when choso places down the bouquet and pulls you into his side, already feeling at home within the warmth of his embrace.

“you’re going to be the death of me.”

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luvring · 1 year

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Hi, do u write for Sugawara?-

If yes, could u pls do some relationship hdcs w/ him?

It's alright if you don't btw!<3333

SUGAWARA RELATIONSHIP HCS

gn!reader | i don't write for suga much but he's very lovely!! :)

one time there was a cheesy love song playing over the speaker and suga said "this is like us" and now it's become a habit anytime he hears one. doesn't even realize he says it sometimes. he's just like me fr energy

suga shares his food with you easily (as long as he can have some of yours) sometimes he teases you by doing the little airplane noises, laughing when you push his shoulder

he asked if you had a favourite flower/colour before your first date so you know,, his plan was so incredibly obvious after the question. but it's fine because he made it a habit to surprise you regularly !! flowers or a bracelet that's your favourite colour on a random tuesday kind of deal :')

he keeps extras of any small things you might need on a regular basis. hair ties, lip balm, a charger—he's ready for anything. he'll pass them to you wordlessly with a knowing grin or soft smile; it just depends on the mood

if he sees you watching something, he'll lean up against you and rest his head on your shoulder and ask what it is. even if it's something he has no idea about, he'll watch with you. if you don't mind him asking questions he'll definitely ask some

^ he may or may not end up getting way more invested than originally planned, but now you always have someone to watch with

somehow always finds new text stickers/gifs to send you ?? like the little cute animals with hearts. you keep asking how the hell he has so many and he always says its a secret (has spent at least 7 dollars buying sticker packs and 20 minutes finding key words to search)

he doesn't mind being big or little spoon, but he will sometimes cling to you in his sleep. why are you trying to leave him rn?

he likes holding hands but also like, when you hold onto his arm? something about it y'know

he's made a plan to take a photo together in the same place every couple of months :') he has a specific album for all of them and plans to print them all out or put them in a timelapse

if you asked him to do a little cheer with the pose (you know the one) he would, especially if you're upset and he knows it would cheer you up. he'll do it unprompted if he notices you're stressed and tired. like literally sitting next to you and making up a silly cheer while clapping until he gets you to laugh

^ if he's ever feeling down and you do it for him ? immediate smile to his face. takes a deep breath and thanks you

really good with words of affirmation and talking in general. if you're looking for empathy and sound advice he's your guy fr

adores when you dote and cheer him on!!! call him lovely and strong and amazing and the best boyfriend ever he's putty in your hands. goes "i am, aren't i?" as if he isn't blushing

will ask why you're up late as if he isn't also up late. says "this isn't about me" that's easily refuted by an "it is now." now you're both going to bed and pretending this didn't happen

suga surprises you with little gifts he saw while he was out! there's always a little note with each of them; they're usually just a reminder to take care of yourself or a cheesy joke to make you smile

the first time you get him a big gift—something he's wanted for ages or has a lot of sentimental value—he (almost) cries. it hits him you care enough to remember and do something for him and it means a lot

he keeps any cards from you in a specific drawer and scatters your gifts around his room. that one toy you got as a joke 2 years ago? still on his dresser

everyone knows when you're coming to watch a game. everybody. /lh they all adore you,, they just find it funny how bright/energetic he gets knowing you'll be there

he tells them not to bother you when you visit and is shocked when you join their schemes and acts if he hasn't also joined in. "i've never played a prank in my life," he says before getting tackled

makes "you'll understand when you're in a relationship" jokes with the others while he's planning things for you . gets "okay old man?" / "why would you say this" (/j) energy in return

suga will do a new move they've been practicing in front of you and act so so confident / nonchalant after they succeed. you clap and he does a little bow, saying it was nothing. everyone reminds him he's been practicing for weeks and he pretends they're lying

loves little photobooth places and having matching accessories!! thinks they're super cute and keeps the photo strips on his wall/in his wallet

tricks you into looking away from the card reader so he can pay for your things . watch out fr

if yoy have an appointment, for hair or nails or a tattoo or whatever else, he'll come with if allowed ! comments on how nice it looks and offers his opinion

hugs you without question if you ask for one. Will cocoon the both of in with a blanket if he notices you're sad

you succeed with something ?? he's running toward you with both arms raised to 1) high-five you and/or 2) hug you and jump around in a circle

kind of specific but he loves shopping for home decor with you. if you ask him to join you on a little thrifting or ikea adventure he's always in

suga's grateful he has access to your phone solely so he can look at your different wishlists on etsy or amazon or whatever. he's able to surprise you with things you want until you inevitably catch on because how did you even find this very specific listing i've had liked for 4 months ??

he likes those apps you can get to share notes with each other on your phones if you know about those . does his best to think up new doodles every morning for you to see

he also likes taking walks . doesn't really matter where or when, maybe after dinner or to do some chores but he just likes walking with you

suga's a really good person to go to if you're anxious about doing something. if you want him to go up and do it, he will. if you ask him to convince/motivate you, he will!! he just wants you to be comfortable

goes with things you say even without knowing what you're talking about. suga i'm just a little cat in rain boots standing in a puddle and he responds with yeah sweetheart you are (immediatelu looks up what photo he assumes you Must talking about)

^ calls you lovey-dovey cheesy pet names if you don't mind. keeps thinking of new ones (that don't even really make sense) to surprise you. "hello my sugar plum angel honey nut cheerio" what are you saying to me rn ?

@devilgirlcrybabiey @lordbugs @smiithys @xfangirl-trashx @passionateuchiha @scaramouchesfootstool @fifteenshadesofpinkk @chloee0x0 @kenmaslov3r @bakugosgrenade @dai-tsukki-desu @Thathoneybee3 @momoewn @aintgeluh @dazaisfavgf @simpforerenn @crystal-lilac @vhenis @omiigad @kur0-kawa @semispilledcoffee @ksyhmm @idontlikeyourjob @sparrowb3nscloset @awkwardaardvarkforever @rory-cakes @prblmtc @kuroaka @sunaslay @h0n3ysgh0st @lackey-laufeyson @bontensbabygirl @dira333 @the-b-u-n-n-y @Kamukayakmonyet @danyisapingu @isentsworld @lilithlunas @anime-ships-gay @todorokiskitten

#haikyuu x reader #sugawara x reader #sugawara koshi #haikyuu #x reader

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 3 months

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ari this is a THREAT ‼️⚠️ i am cornering u with a knife… that i will use to cut out a slice of carrot cake for u to enjoy while you tell me more of your thoughts on the stsg reincarnation au u mentioned in your tags 🍰 >:3 bc i am nothing if not NOSY !!

i feel like i’d heard abt an au like that before too but the only one that comes to mind rn is this one where suguru’s a barista.. n satoru is soooo starstruck just instantly like he even waits outside in the rain for suguru to clock out 😖😖 in love with how op drew them too the pouty look on satoru’s face in the second one kills me every time like aaaahhh they’re so pretty </33 prettiest boys ever….

LOGAN I GOT SO SCARED 😥😥 ty for the carrot cake i am munching on it happily :33

BUT OKOK i think i’ve figured it out …. i’ve ALSO seen that specific reincarnation au (i love it sm it hurts OUR PRETTY BOYS…..) and i think i’ve also seen some other art for another series entirely where the reincarnated characters met in a museum… so my brain probably just . mashed those two together PHDJDH 😭😭 but ok we ball I’M SO GLAD UR CURIOUS i thought abt it a bit more before going to bed yesterday and my thoughts spiralled into a whole plot PHDJDGB LET ME KNOW WHAT U THINK…….. (warning!! this got long ALSO tagging mickey obv i need stsg nation approval for this @softgirlgonehaywire)

ok so !!!! first of all. satoru is a stem boy in this au. that’s simply how he is. he has literally no interest in The Fine Arts, and just so happens to get dragged to a museum for a school trip. he doesn’t really see the appeal yk?? just a bunch of stuffy rich people (he’s rich too but he’s not like the others he’s down w the poor <33) walking around like zombies….. he just hates the atmosphere bc he sincerely loves interacting w people and everyone in the museum is just staring at the paintings and sculptures and so on w/o even talking abt them :/// yeah. he does Not like art. (he just doesn’t Get It yet!!)

then we have suguru. our beloved. suguru is an art student <3 a bit pretentious about it <33 goes to a prestigious art school and lives and breathes art. he LOVES going to museums and exhibits and galleries just to dissect the pieces, think about their meaning, study them up close…. similarly to satoru i think his feelings about art have a lot to do with his yearning for connection and companionship; satoru doesn’t like art because he sees it as an isolated activity (average stem boy smh he just doesn’t Get it), suguru loves art because it gives him the chance to connect with painters new and old. he’s sooo enamored with the idea that he can forge a kind of connection with someone long dead, just by looking at something they made with their hands and mind. it’s so dear to him. (this is important for the Themes ok bear with me </3)

so!!! basically!!!! satoru is a stem boy, suguru is an art girl, and they happen to be in the same art museum at the same time. one of them is bored out of his mind, dragging his friends around and generally being a disturbance to the peace, the other is delicately and thoughtfully going from painting to painting. lost in his own little world.

they stumble upon one particular painting at the same time.

it depicts a man with long, black hair, clad in robes and smiling with the sun sinking behind him. his face is partially obscured, a little blurry, but his smile is framed almost as the center of the piece. it’s beautiful. the colours are warm, the brushstrokes are delicate, and there’s a tenderness to it that neither of them can quite put their finger on. but it’s so fervent. when they look down in search of the name of the piece and its painter, they see the following:

my one and only — unknown artist. (this is pure love starts playing in the bg)

satoru, for whatever reason, can’t take his eyes of this particular painting. he’s mesmerized. he’s never felt like this before — never felt so moved by a piece of art. suguru can’t turn away, either, but he thinks to himself that he feels a little sick. he’s never looked at a painting and felt as if it was looking right back at him. and no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get a sense of the artist’s intent. he feels like he should be able to, but it’s too out of reach.

finally, suguru notices satoru standing only a couple steps away, and asks what he thinks. smiling politely. satoru is completely entranced, but meets suguru’s gaze, and all he can verbalize is that it’s pretty.

suguru loves to be a contrarian — but this time, he genuinely can’t bring himself to agree.

ok so here i’m thinking they fight a bit <33 it’s how they get to know each other (in typical stsg fashion)!! suguru really doesn't like this painting for some reason, while satoru really loves this painting (for some reason), and feels oddly protective over it. so suguru makes a throwaway comment that pisses satoru off, he gets a little hissy, they bicker a bit, that’s all. suguru offhandedly mentions that he goes to an art school. satoru ends up remembering this.

aaaaand here is where the Plot begins <33 i hope u are still with me logan & mickey here is a treat and a snack for u to munch on while reading because tbh i dont think im stopping anytime soon (you did this 😞😞): 🍨🧋 🍧🍵

satoru, as previously stated, is a stem boy. he’s never cared about art. but this painting makes him feel something, something that he’s never felt before. he’s never felt so fulfilled, and after some contemplation he realizes that must be because he’s an art boy at heart. he’s found his true calling.(<- his own assumption lol) he’s just so!! excited!!! he buys a big canvas and expensive brushes and sits down to make his Masterpiece, certain that it’ll end up mending the hole in his heart, the feeling he’s been plagued by for as long as he can recall — that something is missing from his life. (satoru assumes that this something is art.) (it’s actually suguru.)

after a very eventful evening, satoru discovers that he can’t fucking paint.

and he’s horrified by this revelation bc he’s a GENIUS. he can literally do Anything if he just tries. but he sucks at art. he just can’t do it. he sits down and tries his best to paint but nothing comes out well. there’s a gap between his imagination and reality and that just irks him. he doesn’t know what to do. he’s so used to never needing anybody’s help, but it sure would be nice if he had an art student to help him out a bit…..

……………………

satoru ends up hunting suguru down <33 by going to every single art gallery he can find in tokyo. suguru calls him a stalker. satoru asks suguru to tutor him. suguru thinks he’s insane. (but obv ends up agreeing bc no one can resist the allure of a stem boy finding his true calling) (mickey this wasnt even an intentional parallel to the vamp fic we’re just connected through the hivemind i swear)

and!! while we’re on the topic of suguru — he’s currently having a bit of a crisis because he’s never truly encountered a piece of art that’s made him feel as uncomfortable as my one and only did, and even though he knows it’s a good thing he can’t help but suddenly feel a tiny bit afraid of art. something about the smile of the man in the painting makes him feel a little nauseous, a little guilty. he can’t focus as much when he’s painting anymore, and it bothers him.

he also can’t stop thinking about the white haired little freak in the museum, who seemed so out of place, but looked so sincerely captivated by this one single painting. what does he see in it that suguru doesn’t? he just doesn’t get it.

he figures tutoring said freak will give him some answers.

aaaaand that’s the plot!!! they end up bonding through art and both take their time trying to figure out why they’re so fixated on my one and only. which obv happens to be the final work of satoru gojo, dedicated to suguru geto to keep his memory alive <333 nobody knows exactly where the painting came from, but it’s said to be a symbol of true love. a connection that transcends time. etc etc etc. u get me. satoru and suguru can’t help but feel drawn to it, and it helps them find each other again. they have this feeling towards the painting, towards each other, that they can’t quite put their finger on. something out of reach.

(one time, satoru dreams of a man with a severed arm, framed by the sunset, and wakes up with tears in his eyes.

he feels as if he’s forgotten something important.)

#can u tell i got carried away instantly PHEUDHDJJEYFJFJJX #THEY MEAN THE WHOLE WORLD TO ME!!! stsg reincarnation au <33 loosely inspired by blue period read it if u havent its soo good #LET ME KNOW UR THOUGHTS IF U HAVE ANY OH FELLOW STSG SOLDIERS <333 #ask tag ✩#logan !! ✩

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1p2p-heta-suggestives · 9 months

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Can I get 1p Canada for the NSFW alphabet please?

Read more is here for now so people don’t accidentally read this kind of content without wanting to

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

• He is the absolute sweetest when it comes to aftercare. He’ll run them a bath, make sure they drink sometimes, compliment and praise them, he’s always the nicest person with aftercare.

B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

• He likes his legs, he’s pretty toned underneath all the baggy clothes since he plays ice hockey which you (apparently, don’t quote me) need strong legs for and he’s proud of himself for it

• He’s a thigh man, he sees it as: the bigger thighs, the better

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

• Again with the thighs, he absolutely loves cumming on them especially if they give high a thigh job, it’s his favourite

D - Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

• Will keep people’s clothes if they leave it and go home, he has a small collection of random things from people he’s slept with that they never came back to collect

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

• He experienced enough that he knows what he’s doing, he always makes sure to know what the other person wants beforehand though

F - Favorite position (This goes without saying)

• Mating press, he likes having some underneath him like that

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc.)

• Not really humorous or serious, he’s very relaxed about everything and hopes it calms any nerves that they may have

H - Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

• He’s pretty well groomed, he trims whenever needs be, it’s the same colour as his hair

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

• He’s usually quite intimate with people, he wants to make them feel good and loved so he makes an effort to be romantic

J - Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

• Whenever he’s hard, doesn’t really have a timeline, it’s not all that often though

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

• Role Play

• Hair Pulling

• Creampies

L - Location (Favorite places to do the do)

• He doesn’t really mind if it’s his room or theirs, it’s mostly wherever they’re most comfortable that he cares about

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

• Any kind of neck kisses, he’s absolutely weak for them

N - No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• Not into cuffs, they just end up making his wrists ache and he can’t focus of anything but that so he’s not a fan of them

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• Prefers to give, he’s an absolute service top, and he’s very skilled

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

• He defaults to something slow but rough, is always happy to change it up if they ask him to

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

• He’s indifferent, he doesn’t like or dislike them, he won’t complain about one

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.)

• He can usually tell if he’ll like something at the start of it so it really is based off of that first mention of it

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

• 4 or 5 rounds and then he’s out, he’s usually very overstimulated by that point anyway

T - Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

• He has one or two toys, not many, they’re for himself. If the other person wants to use them then he’d get them their own.

U - Unfair (How much they like to tease)

• Not much of a teaser

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

• He’s not that loud, the occasional moan and heavy breathing is the most

W - Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

• Has to use stimulants sometimes because antidepressants make it difficult for him to stay hard, he’s not really embarrassed by it

X - X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

• A little bigger than average, around 6 inches, quite thick.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

• It’s higher than most countries, he’s pretty unashamed about it

Z - Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

• Only falls asleep if he has nothing else to do, usually he lets the other person rest while he does something like making a meal or cleaning

#Hetalia Smut #1p #Hetalia #1p Hetalia #Hws Canada #1p Canada #1ptalia #1p Headcanons #Hetalia Headcanons #1p Hetalia Headcanons #1ptalia Headcanons #Nsfvv Alphabet

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padfootastic · 1 year

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hcs about miss pen coming right up—

(I'm so excited to type this cause it's like those art videos where they choose colours without light and then is skin is green kwim? )

1) can follow along with a recipe/good enough cook but don't do it often cause don't want to wash up (absolutely valid if tho– bartan are just not the vibe)

2) social actually like not daily put partying but have this group of 5-6 friends that you just have always have had you know

3) not teachers pet but also not a trouble maker. they used to have a soft spot for you but you were a bit sarcastic talkative in class or used to have longer nails or something that would make you occasionally get in trouble

4) either took 4 classes of art as kid or very good dancer.

5) I'm gonna go with favourite subject was EVS till 5th-6th

6) have never broken a bone but did have stupid injuries as a kid

7) type of person who complaints about it's too hot/too cold, says their favourite season is Mansoon but jab humidity hoti h you're like nah i think i actually prefer winter (it's a lie you don't like any seasons)

8) friends parents and relatives used to say like you're the role model (in the sense ki beta dekho ye kitni polite/ kitni achche se baat kar rhi h/ kitni helpful h/ basically auntie whisperer) and your friends/cousins would just look at the aunties that have they grown two heads cause ye ladki? ye — abhi do second phle hame aise harkaton ke ideas de rhi thi.

9) absolutely not a morning person (which If thai you are i would be so surprised cause your sleep schedule 😭)

10) like fashion to a reasonable extent like whenever you step out you're put together in an effortless way it's not a remarkable oh my god look at this person's style. but a second they notice you properly wow you look good today type.

!!!! omg ash, lowkey impressed at how right u are for some of these? like,,,now i’m frantically combing thru our conversations tryna figure out where i gave myself away lmao

1. is half correct—i’m a pretty good cook (if i do say so myself 💀) and i actually like washing dishes lol so that’s never stopped me—i am very chindi tho, so i reuse bartan all the time to minimise.

2. true!! i’m fully an extrovert and i have about 2-3 groups of solid friends from different periods of my life; 10/10 would recommend, esp girl gangs.

3. no but this is literally so on point?? i was a very well liked child but i also talked the heck out of everyone’s patience and i was always bouncing around to other classes + i’d exasperated many (including the principal) w my coloured hair & messy uniforms & general…rowdiness lol

4 & 5 are sadly incorrect :( i did take classes for almost everything as a child but i’m not great at any of it. and my fav class is and always has been english!! (until socio came & overtook)

6. beep! another winner!!! i have all sorts of scratches and cuts and scars bc i used to do so much stupid shit. i remember climbing this half-constructed structure once bc there were puppies somewhere inside and i rly wanted to see and ended up having this like. rebar rod thing fully slice into my forearm. u can still see the scar now, like over a decade later lol

and no yaar 😭😭 i like to think 7 is not me—i’m v accommodating and i try not to complain even when i rly wanna (growing up around whiny rich kids has instilled a fear in me to not be the same lol)

8 is very, very true. i take a lot of pride in being almost all my friends’ parents’ favorite; aunty whisperer is a v good name for it too bc grandparents love me ;) (and yes, i was also the one to corrupt almost every single of them. fun times)

u already know 9 is true lmao what can i even say

and 10–hmmmmmmmmmm i’ll give it a. 0.3. bc im a very. very staunch ‘grab whatever and put it on’ kinda gal which means i can (and have) live(d) off The Chair for months on end. it never looks terrible but yah. acceptable i’d say.

What do you think of me: HC edition

#no. 3 is very james potter coded u don’t have to tell me #he’s my fav character to project onto lol #re 7– i remember not using the AC even when the temp was going into 40s bc i was stubborn #and wanted to increase my tolerance lol #would come straight home from school and plop down o the cool floor w my shirt off just for relief #i also think i should stop over sharing here before i accidentally doxx myself 💀💀#but like also. this was so fun????? i wanna do more of these #if anyones seeing this—help a girl out will ya #pen’s asks #ask game #ppb

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finelinevogue · 3 years

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Just wanted to say 2 things:

1)Love the fic where he proposed over a cup of tea…so sweet💗

2) we all know how H has asthma sometimes so…could u write something w/the reader helping him with an attack idk or during an interview/concert/family gathering do as u pls

A nice day

XOXO

firstly, thank you so much that’s so sweet of you <33 and secondly, um yes i would love to give this a go at writing for you! hope you enjoy;

Harry couldn’t breathe.

He was in a panic, completely terrified of the uncontrollable situation. He was having an asthma attack concocted with a panic attack and it was brutal.

“Shit,” Jeff whispered as he watched Harry breathe heavily and loudly on the floor. His friend was currently on his hands and knees trying to gasp for air, whilst dressed in his notorious Fine Line outfit.

It was the big night. The one night only at The Forum for the release of his new album Fine Line, hence the costume. He had been nervous all day, with shaking hands and a tendency to forget simple things. You had been with him all day; having a slow brunch together out in the Hollywood Hills and then just chilling around for the afternoon. You didn’t want to anything to strain his voice, so talking hadn’t been an option. That left you either to sleeping and cuddling, whilst watching a movie, or sex. Now you were all for sex, but Harry complained that he liked talking to you during it and so that got shut down pretty quickly. You didn’t forget what he whispered to your ear though just before you cuddled into watching Bambi;

“Keep your moans for later, you’ll be fucking needing them for what I have planned.”

But that was over two hours ago now. Harry had been whisked away to start getting ready, what with hair and makeup first. You’d left him to it, telling him you would just lounge around and wait for him. It was when he was getting into costume had you announced you were just going to go down the street to get some coffee from Dunkin’ - seeing as there were few of them back in England, where you most commonly lived with Harry. The problem was you hadn’t come back yet, and it was an hour later.

“Harry mate, you need to calm down.” Kid Harpoon told him carefully, kneeling down next to his good friend. Nothing was working though and Harry was too breathless to ask anyone for his inhaler.

It had started by thinking about how nervous he actually was for tonight. It was such a huge show and one of a kind too. He was playing his new album and it wasn’t even 24 hours old yet. There was so much pressure weighing him down that he couldn’t breathe - he was suffocating in the anxiety of his own mind and he couldn’t escape at all. Then because he was in so much of a panic his asthma hit him and added another reason to his breathlessness. It was finally made worst when he realised you weren’t by his side to help him. You weren’t there to quickly eliminate the asthma and focus on helping him overcome the panic attack, instead he had his mates surrounding him - crowding him - and they didn’t know the first thing to do.

“Sarah, where’s Y/N?” Mitch shouted, making Harry squint the thought away. He didn’t want to think about how something back might’ve happened or might be happening to you. Where were you? Sarah’s response did no better to help him.

“I don’t know.”

“Harry bud. Talk to us.” Jeff spoke, crouched down in front of him. Harry shook his head, tears running from his eyes as he began crying. The sobs were really harsh and embarrassing. The tears were heavy and mixed with snot running from his nose to pool on the floor below him. He was not doing well at all, coughing when the asthma choked him up. He couldn’t do this. He felt like he was in a small box and it was only getting smaller. He felt as if he were going to die. Genuinely.

“Does he look like he can talk, dickward.” Adam’s voice came from the other side of Harry, messing his head up even more. There was so many voices and he couldn’t focus on just one, but he didn’t want to. He wanted yours. He needed yours. You.

Whenever this has happened before he was always luckily in the comfort of his home, or the tour bus and always with you. So this was unfamiliar and terrifying. He was beginning to think you’d left him or you’d gotten seriously hurt, but he couldn’t do anything to help. He was stuck - paralysed to this position as his lungs collapsed in on themselves and his brain sped the same speed as a train. You were his comfort person and it was only ever you that he wanted in situations like these. Just you.

“Move out of my way. Move!” Harry thought he heard you and your voice, but he hated that his mind could be playing tricks on him in desperation for what, or whom, he truly wanted.

He felt someone crash on the floor in front of him and the almighty smell of lavender and soap hit him all at once. This time, he was glad to have someone sit so close to him, because it was you.

“Harry look at me, hey, hey. You’re okay. Look at me bubs.” You spoke calmly, trying not to sound panicked yourself, even if you were heavily worried. You watched as he looked up at you, eyes ridiculously red and puffy whilst his nose was dripping like a leaking tap. You wanted to rub his tears away and dab away the snot, but your main priority was on his breathing first. “Okay good, okay.”

Your hand went into your bag and picked out his inhaler. You shook it a few times, before putting it into Harry’s mouth. “On three, one, two, three…” Harry tried is best to breathe in and you pushed down on the canister. “Good, bubs, really good. Okay again, one, two, three…” You repeated and then a third time until you could tell that the wheezing of his asthma attack had disappeared.

“T-than…” Harry tried to mumble out, but couldnt because he was still in panic and his throat was so dry.

“Sshh you’re okay.” You turned to one of the crew members and asked for them to fetch you a bottle of water. You asked people to clear out of the room and leave you with Harry for a bit, knowing he wouldn’t settle in front of all these people. You sat on the floor, crossed legged, and brought Harry to lay his head in your lap with his body trailing behind. You offered him one of your hands to squeeze if he wanted to, which he appreciated, cupping both of his around yours. Your other hand laid to stroke through his gelled hair - that would no doubt have to be redone now.

Instead of going straight into talking to him, you sang his favourite lullaby to him in aid of calming him down. It always worked, or at least helped a little. You sang quietly, noticing the beat of his heart soften with every line you sung. You were by no means a professional singer like him, but he liked the way it was so imperfect and mellow. It calmed him to hear something so simple and so you. Whilst you sang the crew never came back with your requested water and you thanked them, before you were the only ones left in the room.

After you finished singing you noticed how calm Harry was, almost still - the complete opposite to how he’d been all of 10 minutes ago. It was amazing what the power of you could do to him.

“What colour are we feeling?” You and Harry had created your own little system by which you would let each other know how you’re feeling by a colour of the rainbow. You’d designated a meaning to all of them that only you two could understand and used them on the days when you weren’t feeling great, to help understand each other’s feelings better.

“The whole bloody rainbow.” Harry mumbled out and you passed the water around so he could take a few sips, to which he thanked you graciously for.

“Oi, you can’t have that as your answer.” It was a rule that you could only use one colour to some your most intense emotion in that moment, otherwise there was kind of no point to the system.

“But it’s true. I feel grey with confusion, blue with sadness, purple with frustration, yellow with fear and even light yellow with cowardice. Yet I feel pink with happiness and light red with love.”

“What about red red?” You teased, not being able to help yourself.

“What? Lust? Always, for you that is.” You leant down to kiss his head as he cracked a joke, showing you that your Harry was still there beneath all this worry.

“Tell me what the colours represent in real life.”

“Purple because I am frustrated that I had to have a panic attack right before the biggest show of my career. Yellow because I am frightened that nobody will like the album and it will be a complete fail of a night. Grey because I can’t choose one colour and focus on it. I.. I—”

You could tell he getting himself worked up again, so cut him short. “Bubs stop, you’re okay. Listen to me.” You tucked his hair behind his ear as if to open it up for him to hear better. “Don’t ever be frustrated with yourself for something like this. You are allowed to have moments of weakness; you wouldn’t be human if you didn’t. Did this compromise your show? No. Did this show off how strong and brave you are? Yes. That’s what is important, therefore we can swap purple for dark yellow because you were brave. Which means yellow can also turn to dark yellow because you are so brave for doing something so huge and so wonderful. People already love the album H. Can’t get enough of it. Everyone will sing along to every word, I can promise you that. Or at least I will. You are amazing, so never undersell yourself. That’s important to me and for you. Bubs, you are so amazing for what you’re doing here tonight and I couldn’t be prouder of you. Yes, a panic attack isn’t nice and it isn’t convenient, but it just helps show how much you care about tonight and it going a success. That must count for something.”

He didn’t say anything for a bit and that was okay. He was most likely getting his thoughts together and mentally preparing himself for the greatest night of his life. You bent your body over so you could hug him, since his back was to your front, and just give him a squeeze to reiterate how proud you are of him.

“Y/N.” Harry spoke quietly, as your body encased his. You embraced his warmth and inhaled the beautiful scent that he was wearing. He both smelt and looked phenomenal.

“Yes bubs.”

“You know I love you right?” Of course you did, but it still made your heart flutter as crazy as the first time he said it to when he tells you now.

“I do.”

“And you know you’re it for me right?”

“Well.. I—” You didn’t want to get too ahead of yourself.

“Because you are.” Harry turned himself around, making you sit up so he could move. He was lying with his head facing upwards now, face looking less red and puffy, and staring right into the souls of your eyes. He looked magical. Beautiful. He thought the same of you. “And,” he moved his fingers to take off his S ring from Gucci, that probably cost more than your annual salary, and place it onto your ring finger of your right hand, “I give you this as a promise to share my last name with you someday.”

Seeing the initial of his last name sat on the finger opposite to the one he claimed he would one day put two more rings on, brought you to tears. “Harry…” You didn’t know what to say, you were speechless. You had never expected for him to do something as monumental as this and had never experienced it before to know how to react.

Of course you’d always dreamt of marrying him and being his for eternity, but never thought of it possibly becoming your reality. Now, Harry was completely devoting himself to you and only you and it suddenly all felt like the dream was settling in place.

“I swear to you Y/N, i’ll love you until the next lifetime and i’ll find you again. I love you so much, I can’t even tell you how much because it is so infinite. You’re so kind and patient with me and you see me for me, not for the Harry Styles, just Harry. I’ll never let a day pass without you on my mind and I think it’s because you were always meant to be mine. My heart is yours.” He smiled once he noticed you were crying, moving one of his hands up to wipe the tears away.

“How do I top that?” You whispered to him, but mostly to yourself. Both of you laughed.

“Just tell me you love me.”

“I do. I do love you Harry.” You nodded and then he sealed your confirmation with a kiss to his lips. You rested your hand upon his cheek, placing the coolness of the S ring upon his cheekbone, as he placed his hand under your chin to guide you into the kiss. He tasted divine and you smiled knowing that you got to have him like this, taste him like this, for the rest of your beating hearts’ days.

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k0kichiimagines · 3 years

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yes!! also reposted with a sc rather then answering bc the wording meant it wouldnt show A

Nagito Komaeda N$FW alphabet

CWs: N$FW

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

The first few times i think he would be pretty emotional, he might even cry, but definitely clinging to you softly and thanking you, telling you he loves you so much (if you’ve already said i love to one another by that stage). It happens later on as well, but less often.

He’d usually hold you or let you hold him, soft conversation or a gentle silence for a while, perhaps a nap. And then he’d go run a bath or something, he doesn’t want to feel sticky all day.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He hates himself, but he loves your body. Your hands are so gentle, soothing and soft. He likes your hands.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

I’ll be honest if it was down to him he’d do it on the sheets everytime, he feels like it would be dirtying you if he did it inside, you’d have to reassure him.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

At first he hides all of his sexual thoughts, scared you will hate him for it. As your relationship progresses he feels more comfortable.

He has a secret praise kink. He likes being complimented, but thinks he doesnt deserve it

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

No sexual experience. He’s very messy? You can tell his movements are uncertain, and he messes up a few times, but it’s not like he knows nothing at all yknow?

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

when hes tired he prefers you on top, but he enjoys any position that allows you two to be close together to be honest

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

he might make a few jokes? but not many, not beyond a few teases

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I feel like he usually doesnt, but sometimes if he wants to make an impression he might trim or shave.

It does match the drapes, with occasional hairs the same colour as his old brown hair.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

hes always very gentle. the intimacy level depends on your personal mood,, but he can be very loving and soft at moments.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

yeah he does. I dont think he’d feel too embarrassed if you found him either

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

bondage!! being blindfolded !! he likes being degraded to an extent

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

he doesnt care LMAO hes happy enough to do it anywhere, public or private this man is down

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

he likes you coming on to him, he likes feeling wanted if that makes sense

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He wouldn’t insult you. Tease you? Call you needy? Yeah. But he can’t find it in himself to call you anything insulting

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

both. he loves pleasuring you, he loves making you happy,, but equally the first time you sucked him off he probably cried from knowing you wanted to pleasure him as well. he’ll never ask you to, never.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

At first he’s definitely slower, he’s still unwell (although recovering!). The longer he has the faster and longer he can go

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

he likes quickies! he doesnt have a preference on quickies or not either,, but his cheeks will be very red and hair tousled afterwards so most people will guess what you two where up to if you do

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

yes!! very much so

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

see the pace question,, same thing here!

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

he doesnt own any, bar perhaps one or two, but he enjoys experimenting with them. if youre into them he’ll buy a whole lot, the mans rich

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he does love to tease! moments where he’s more dom especially, he has an almost sadistic streak that comes out to play at times

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

oh hes loud. whines and loud moans, he doesnt even try to silence himself

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

he LOVES lingerie. either him wearing it or you wearing it,, if you called him your pretty boy he’d probably melt.

also a switch.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

uncircumcised, uhh roughly 7? i feel like he’s packing i wont lie

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Research on google by yours truly has stated people with Frontotemporal Dementia can get an increase in s3xual desire,, i know the implication is that the coma cured Nagito, but i think some effects may be long term / permanent. So i think he may have a fairly high sex drive,, he’s good at masking it though… kind of.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty soon, he likes to be held or hold you on his chest.

#nagito alphabet #nagito komeada x reader #nagito x reader #komaeda x reader #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa imagines

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wri0thesley · 3 years

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Nat... 👉👈 since requests are open can I please request some Gojo fluff? If you need a little inspo maybe like, reader and him meet after they were abroad for a mission or something? I'm in love with this funky man and I just wanna give him kiths

sweet tooth - gojo x reader, sfw, 2.5k

the early bird catches the worm. or the cake, you guess.

(just a lot of talking about food tbh . . . i dont get to write pure sfw fluff much, thank u for letting me indulge in my jjk brainrot NFJVND. gn reader! )

You know as well as anyone how little free time a jujutsu sorcerer has. You’ve spent most of your past few years rushing around from place to place, calling it a good night’s rest when you manage to fall amongst your coverings before the clock strikes three in the morning. You think this probably has to go double for somebody in such a constant state of being needed as Gojo – but still, he’d shown up outside your room this morning, bright and early, and said; “We’re going out!”

He hadn’t mentioned that you were still clad in pyjamas, your hair still a mess about your face, eyes still sleep and shadowed. You had jumped out of bed at the knock, of course – you’re used to being needed at the drop of a hat – but there is nothing at all in the way Gojo is looking at you to suggest there’s any kind of danger brewing.

He got in last night at the same time as you, after an exorcism had dragged on longer than expected – you know this. So how is his skin still glowing like moonlight, his voice still so bright, his hair still falling over his blindfold in that effortless perfectly-styled-without-being-styled way?

If he’s slept, he’s gotten the same hour and fifteen minutes you’ve gotten.

“Not even a warning?” You sigh, stifling a yawn. “I haven’t had time to clean my weapons or anything--”

“Woah!” Gojo’s grin doesn’t fade, but he holds up his hands as if he’s trying to avoid a savage attack. “Just you and me. No curses, promise. You won’t be needing those.” He cocks his head to the side. “Unless you wanna try and take me. I think you’d lose!”

Your brow furrows. You know you’d lose, and so does he.

“Have you seen the time?” You ask him, instead. You don’t question why or how he’d gotten into the hallway to stand like this outside of the room you’re renting in Tokyo for a while. You’ve learnt after knowing him for a while that what Gojo wants, he gets – besides. If he’d sweet-talked your landlady into letting him in, you couldn’t blame her for falling for his charms.

He sticks his head into your room and turns his face towards the clock on the wall, ticking merrily away, mocking you. You had hoped, after last night, the next time you saw a clock the hour hand would be well past twelve again. He pulls back.

“Now I have.”

“. . . aren’t you tired?”

Gojo shrugs, maddeningly. Half of what he does is irritating to the highest degree – the other half makes your stomach do strange somersaults that you try and push away. Getting a crush on Gojo Satoru is just going to lead to disaster. Although at this point, you have to admit to yourself that it’s more a case of ‘having a crush’ – there’s not much denying it, when he twinkles at you like this.

“You’ve gotten a good hour of beauty sleep,” he chirps. “Not that you need it. Let me take you out!”

You’re still focussing on the compliment, slipped into his words as if it’s as simple as breathing, when he enters your room full-on and is opening your wardrobe.

“H-hey,” you say, weakly. He’s rifling through the rack without a care in the world. “I—I can dress myself--”

“It’s quicker if I do it,” he replies, pulling out one of your favourite shirts. “Here, catch--!” Your reflexes allow you to not make a fool of yourself in front of him. “The colour of that one’s pretty! It’ll look nice on you.”

You’ve had more clothes piled into your arms before you can blink. You guess that Gojo must know his way around clothes – you’ve seen some of the brands and price tags of things he wears – but you can’t help but be a little flabbergasted by just how casual he is about everything. Maybe it’s the fact that your brain is still short-circuiting after being woken up earlier than you were expecting.

He finishes and walks over to you.

“I’ll wait outside.”

“W-what a gentleman,” you manage, and he throws his head back and laughs, and the laugh feels like it lodges warm in your chest. “After waking me up, bursting into my bedroom--”

“I’ll pay for everything,” he promises. He saunters out of your room, pulling the door closed behind him, calling; “I’ll make it up to you, promise!”

You stand there for a few more moments, still struggling to process the whirlwind that is Gojo’s presence in your life – half joking, half serious, half making you think that maybe you stand a chance, when he calls through the door;

“I can’t hear you moving!”

You jump. You wriggle out of your nightwear, your cheeks heating up, as you snap back;

“You said you were going to wait out there, not that you were going to press your ear to it and listen like some kind of stalker--!”

–

You stare in confusion at the fancy window in front of you, decorated with swirling cursive in gold. From outside, you can see into the establishment – the white scrollwork chairs, the cake stands, the menus standing up in their pale white leather covers. The early morning sunlight from outside is reflecting off a perfectly organised display case teeming with tiny little perfectly formed cakes.

“If you were craving something sweet,” you say, eventually, “surely there was an easier way to get it than this.”

Gojo grabs your arm cheerfully, pulling you towards the entrance of the patisserie.

“Well, I got the first sweet thing I was craving,” he ticks it off with his other hand. “But then I had one of my patented brainwaves.” He elbows you. “Put them both together!”

“I’m not feeling very sweet after you interrupted my sleep,” you mumble, but you know that there’s no real bite in your words. You hope Gojo doesn’t notice the reaction that you have – you know he’d never let it go. You often don’t know how to respond to his flirting – he has a reputation, after all, and you are just . . . you.

“We had to get here early, anyway,” he says, as he stands before the counter. The man in the apron and chef hat behind it recognises him immediately, lighting up – you wonder how much money Gojo spends on expensive patisserie. Everyone knows he has a sweet tooth. “They sell out of some of the best stuff well before ten!”

Gojo knows exactly what he’s doing as he points out various desserts from the display case, the man falling over himself to get the – frankly absurd amount of sweets – carefully packaged up for him. You’re not surprised, knowing Gojo, about the cute animal-shaped cakes that he chooses, the smiling bears and cats with ears made of sliced strawberries. You’re a little more surprised by all of the fancier pieces he chooses that you don’t recognise, but you don’t have much time for dwelling on it.

Spoils in hand, you peer further into the establishment to choose a table.

“Nah, don’t worry about that,” Gojo says cheerfully. “We’ll find somewhere outside to sit. It’s such a nice morning!”

You don’t miss the grin he shoots you as he says ‘morning’, the sidelong tip of his head as if he’s waiting to see if you’ll scold him again for interrupting your sleep. You do no such thing, content to be pulled along behind him again as he goes off in search of a place to enjoy his spoils.

People just tend to be pulled along by Gojo’s magnetism, you’ve discovered – and you are, hopelessly, no different.

He finds a quiet bench in a shady corner of one of the local parks; the only other people going past occasional elderly, walking their little dogs. He pats the wooden frame of the bench next to him, smiling.

“You’re not going to make me eat all of this by myself, huh?”

“It’s enough for eight people,” you say, sighing and resigning yourself to your fate as you take the place. He’s lucky you have a sweet tooth too; if he’d brought someone else, they’d probably be shirking back in horror at all the sugar. “You could probably eat it by yourself anyway.”

He pouts.

“I want to share it with you,” he says, cajoling – his fingers hover over one of the smaller cakes, a perfect bite-sized morsel. You try not to think about the elegant lines of his fingers and the power behind them as he plucks it up and offers it to you. “This one’s really good.”

You bring up your hand to take the sweet from him, but he laughs as your fingers bounce away from him, not quite able to get a purchase.

“Let me feed you,” he says to you, and blood rushes to your face all over again.

“I—I can feed myself,” you say, swallowing thickly. Gojo’s smile, on full, sculpted lips, makes butterflies crash into one another in the pit of your stomach.

He brings the treat to your mouth and he’s right, it does look really good. It’s a neat little roll cake, small in Gojo’s fingers, with the green colouring so many sweets you’ve eaten in Japan have been – you hope it’s not matcha, knowing the flavour will surprise you and Gojo will probably laugh, but you open your mouth in defeat and let Gojo pop it in there. His fingers linger a little too long against your lips, his expression fluttering so quickly you don’t quite catch it.

If you didn’t know better . . . you’d say that he had just fought back a blush.

“Is it good?” He asks, and his voice sounds a little strangled. You bite down on the cake, the juice of the strawberries coating your tongue – it is matcha, but the flavour is offset by the sweetness of the vanilla and fruits, and you’re glad about it. You nod enthusiastically, and he laughs.

“I told you!” He taps your cheek. “I know what I’m talking about!”

“You’re so smug,” you tell him, unable to hold back the laughter that’s bubbling out of you. Alright, maybe he woke you up too early and maybe he’s dragged you outside and maybe he’s been haunting your daydreams for months now, but . . . you think he means well. And you can’t deny that the sun is shining and the cakes are really delicious.

“If you were me,” he says, stretching out his arms over the back of the bench, “you would be smug too.” You shake your head at him, but he has a satisfied smile on his face. “Feed me one!”

“Are you going to let me?” You ask. “Or are you just going to bounce it away with your Infinity to make fun of me?”

You hover over the selection yourself, considering what to choose for him. In the end, you go for one of the mini slices of mille crepe cake, reasoning with yourself that even if it’s unusual to be eating so much cake this early, at least crepes are a traditional breakfast. Gojo obediently opens his mouth wider as you lift the slice.

You falter.

“You really want me to feed you?” You ask him, unsure. He laughs, grabbing ahold of your wrist – you almost start as he takes a bite from the treat, his lips tantalisingly close to your fingers. Another bite, and the cake is gone (you’ve never seen slices of mille crepe so small – but then again, judging by the eye-watering amount Gojo paid for his spoils, you’d never be able to afford to buy from a place like that).

“Mm,” he smacks his lips together. “It’s good.”

You swallow, noticing that there’s a smear of the cream between layers at the corner of his mouth. Gojo notices you staring, and quirks his lips into a smirk. “You’re staring,” he says. “I know I’m gorgeous, but--”

“You’ve got . . .” You say, awkward, motioning to his face. Somehow, it feels too intimate to lean forward and dab it away yourself – he’d asked you to feed him, after all. If you did it of your own accord. . .

“Huh? Oh,” He moves one of the arms casually draped over the bench to his face, and you think he is going to wipe it away – but instead, he hooks his thumb under his blindfold, pushing it up casually so the light hits the swirling colours in his eyes.

You’ve seen them before, of course – you’ve seen Gojo at work, after all – but they’re still a surprise, a bright moment of swirling starshine dropped on you when you’re least expecting it. Your stomach does that flip-flop again, the one that you try so hard to ignore – but when he’s looking at you like that, curious and smug all at once, you don’t really know how to handle it.

You’re glad you’re in a secluded spot. There’s nobody to see the embarrassing display of you not quite knowing what to do with yourself.

“You can get it,” he says to you. “I don’t mind.”

“I—”

“Look.” His other hand rises, cups your face, thumb ghosting across the same spot on your cheek that he’d tapped earlier. “I left icing sugar on your face. I’ll get that, and then we’ll be even.”

(Did he do that on purpose, you wonder? You wouldn’t be surprised.)

Your hand is trembling as you reach for the cream. You try and force your fingers to be still as you lean in closer to him, eyes concentrated, as you wipe the little splotch of cream from his mouth. You’re so close you can see galaxies in his eyes, the fan of white lashes, the way that his throat bobs when he swallows as if he’s nervous--

Nervous? Gojo? That can’t be true.

“I got it,” you breathe, though you don’t move. Your faces are so close together. You could lean forward, just a bit, and meet his lips with your own. Gojo’s eyes stay trained on you, not faltering in the least. His thumb is still on your cheek. Your own finger hasn’t moved from the corner of his mouth.

“Wanna know what it tastes like?” Is that a falter, in his voice? You’re stuttering all over the place, but Gojo--

“I’m not gonna put that in my mouth after it’s been on your face,” you tell him, without moving. Your heart is beating ten to the dozen. Gojo’s eyes crinkle at the corners.

“That’s not what I meant,” he says – and he breaks the distance himself, and suddenly he is kissing you. The hand on your cheek cupping your face into his, the other hand going about your waist, holding you tightly against him like he’s been wanting to do it since the moment he woke you up that morning.

(The mille crepe cake is delicious, you find out, from the lingering taste on his lips. Next time you two go there in the early morning rush, Gojo buys two slices.)

#writing #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #sfw #please take this from me so i dont have to look at it anymore fnjkbgfnb #this just made me... hungry....#magnolia-penn #jjk writing tag

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aroaessidhe · 3 years

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Hello beaujester fans I made a little list of f/f book recs for no reason other than i love beaujes and i love sapphic books

(the last two are bonus vexleth + some of my general fave f/f books by authors of colour)

more info and transcript below the cut;

these are a range of genres & are based on various tropes & things that might appeal to beaujes/ cr fans!

pls don't treat them like beaujes fanfic or anything, they're all great books on their own!!!

check goodreads reviews for trigger warnings if you might need them :)

oh also! if you have a library card, download the libby app! you can borrow ebooks for free!

transcript:

The Never Tilting World by Rin Chupeco

cool fantasy world split into day & night, with asian characters & author

bodyguard + princess who’s lived in a tower her whole life

they met in a bookstore & one loves silly romance novels

(& there’s a m/f pair too)

a duology, complete

The Mermaid, The Witch & The Sea by Maggie Tokuda-Hall

this is actually f/nb (one MC is genderfluid)

a rich sheltered girl travelling to meet a husband she’s never met gets taken by pirates, and one of them helps her escape

fairytale-like, pirates, mermaids, & magic!

Labyrinth Lost by Zoraida Cordova

a girl who accidentally sent her family to a kind of Latinx fairyland must travel to get them back

best friends to lovers!

a bi love triangle

(start of a trilogy based around 3 bruja sisters)

We Set The Dark On Fire by Tehlor Kay Mejia

two girls (forced to be) married to

the same man in a Latinx dystopian fantasy world fall in love with each other

& become involved in the revolution

friends to rivals to friends to lovers!

a duology, complete

The Falling In Love Montage by Ciara Smyth

grumpy + sunshine girl ya contemporary romance

girl who doesn’t believe in romance or happy endings meets a girl who

loves romcoms & they plan to date

just for the summer

their dynamic reminds me a lot of bj tbh

The Last True Poets of the Sea by Julia Drake

sapphic retelling of Twelfth Night

shipwreck hunting & family mysteries

honestly i’m partly putting this here just bc there’s a chapter called ‘sapphire of the sea’

Under The Lights by Dahlia Adler

lesbian korean-american actress in a new teen tv show falls for her bi coworker

(dual pov w a straight guy who’s kinda a dick but they end up friends in the end)

The Weight of The Stars by K. Ancrum

two girls bonding over their love of space

scrappy teens in a small town

found family

rivals to friends to lovers

The Scorpion Rules by Erin Bow

dystopian future ruled by an AI by keeping children of world leaders as ‘hostages’ in isolated schools

slow burn best friends to lovers And oh my god they were roommates....

(there’s a love triangle w a boy but she ends up with the girl)

Crier’s War by Nina Varela

fantasy world where automae rule over humans

human rebel / sheltered automae princess

lots of yearning, enemies to lovers

a duology, complete

A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine

adult sci-fi with an ambassador from a small station travelling to the empire

interesting alien cultures, court intrigue, politics (if u like that side of CR)

slow burn allies to friends to lovers

Honey Girl by Morgan Rogers

new adult contemporary novel where two women get drunk married in vegas

smart girl + creative girl

queer found family

coming of age & dealing with family expectations

[i have not read this one yet!]

BONUS: VEXLETH

Ash & Huntress by Malinda Lo

two seperate books set in a chinese inpisred fantasy world

a cinderella retelling where she ends up with the huntress instead of the mysterious fae man

and two women on a quest to save the world from a fairy queen freezing it

Of Fire And Stars by Audrey Coulthurst

a princess goes to another kingdom to marry a prince, but falls for his horseriding sister instead

one has fire magic, the other loves animals (their hair colours are swapped from vexleth too 😂)

magic, fantasy world, dragons

a duology, complete (with a prequel too)

Breaking Legacies by Zoe Reed

a huntress gets tasked with finding runaway princess but falls for her instead

dragons, wolves, magic & found family

[I have not read this one yet]

These Feathered Flames by Alexandra Overy

awkward redhaired lesbian who can turn into a giant flaming monster bird

& a swordfighting dark haired palace guard

sister relationships & politics

MC has a pet bear that she rides...

[have not read this one, I don’t think it’s out quite yet]

BONUS: some fave f/f books by authors of colour because half of the above are by white authors

Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashardoust (ya persin fairytale fantasy)

The Space Between Worlds by Micaiah Johnson (adult sci-fi)

Girls of Paper and Fire by Natasha Ngan (YA asian high fantasy trilogy)

Each of us a Desert by Mark Oshiro (YA latinx fantasy)

Cinderella Is Dead by Kalynn Bayron

Tell Me How You Really Feel by Aaminah Mae Safi (YA contemporary romance) You Should See Me In A Crown by Leah Johnson (YA contemporary romance)

The Henna Wars by Adiba Jaigirdar (YA contemporary romance)

Not Your Sidekick by C.B. Lee (YA contemporary/superhero/dystopia)

In The Vanisher’s Palace by Aliette de Bodard (adult beauty & the beast retelling w a dragon)

#beaujester #beaujes #critical role #long post #this is exactly what i should be doing with my time right now #posting this on my book blog bc. u know. books. but i am layahimalaya/layaart #laya talks

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lasquadrasfuckhouse · 3 years

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Hi!

What do you think about la squadra(separately) with s/o that is very childlish? Like, not a little child ofc, they can get serius when it has to be, and they talk ,like, normally (without "owo uwu" shit). They just loooove some cute things, animals etc. They also love watching cartoons, play games, and many other things likke that.

If you don't want to write it that's okay :)))

Bye bye <3

awwww i love it!!!!!

la squadra with a cutesy and playful partner 😚

risotto ✂️

he loves cute things too, he gets it. he adores how excitable and sweet you are and you absolutely count as cute things that he loves

the two of you will fawn over the neighbourhood cats together and every time you run into his office with fun shaped snacks to share cause u both love them (like gummies or cookies or chocolates) his heart goes ❤️❤️❤️❤️💕❤️💕❤️❤️💕💕💕

he appreciates that you're not afraid to get serious when the time calls for it too but seeing you without your normal attitude is so jarring and sad for him, he'll work twice as hard to fix what's wrong to see you smiling again. you're so full of love and wonder despite everything and that's so precious to him, he's protective (he knows and respects that you can handle yourself he just loves u) and would never want you to change for the wrong reasons ya kno

you absolutely balance each other out very well and you're fucking adorable to see because he's so stoic and scary and then ur this energetic sweetheart

he's not really one for cartoons or video games but he'll indulge ur interests!!! if he has the time to watch a cute movie with u (like disney) he will pay attention and give u his honest opinion

prosciutto 🚬

OPPOSITES ATTRACT HUH

honestly when you first joined the team he was an ass about it, thought it was unbecoming of an assassin to behave so childishly (the others already give him a headache) but the fact that you stood your ground actually really impressed him. you're still an adult and you're not unreasonable, you know when to take things seriously, you just have your eccentricities like everyone else in this circus and he came to appreciate your point of view and your seemingly boundless enthusiasm for nice things in life. he later expressed as much to you during his apology for being an ass.

you temper each other. he'll be your grounding force and you'll help him loosen up

he does like how ur sweet and open with your affection. if he grumbles about sharing the bed with plushies that's code for 'cuddle me instead'

he also loves bringing you to cafés that do those fancy or fun shapes in the lattes cause he loves to see your eyes light up and fawn over how 'its almost too pretty to drink!!!' it's really quite adorable how excitable u are and prosciutto is not immune to it

pesci 🎣

he very very much loves and appreciates it, you're a big comfort to him. the instant you chugged milk with him and gave him a silly grin with a milk moustache, he was in love

your sweetness and energy picks him up and when you've dropped your attitude he will take on the WHOLE WORLD to hear you laugh again. he's very protective and he's the first to jump to your defense if the others tease you or otherwise give you a hard time

he could listen to you gush for hours. he will absolutely sit and watch cartoons with u. he's not the greatest at video games but he'll try his best for u

because of his name you'll often lovingly make that cute fishy face at him with the kissy lips and ur eyes crossed and his heart explodes every time

he has somewhat of a sweet tooth, he likes things that have a light sweetness to them rather than anything super sugary. you'll share desserts and it's very cute

formaggio 🧀

he LOVES IT. he's just as fun-loving, there's never a dull moment with you two whether you're playing a dumb game you made up out of boredom, you're dancing and he's twirling you around, or ur in a pillow/tickle fight and play wrestling. you tend to get each other into trouble but you both snicker about it. two peas in a pod.

cats like you more than they like him but he can often get his pets in if the kitty is curled in ur lap and u both get giddy about it

you definitely game together. he's not as into the cartoons but he'll still watch em with you, he thinks they're cute and you're cute, but he may fall asleep during movies

he's a very grounding support when things require you to be serious, you work together hand in hand to solve the issue so u can get back to laughing

and he will do anything to hear u giggle, doesn't matter if he makes a damn fool of himself, he doesn't care. as far as he's concerned your laugh is the best sound in the world

illuso ✨

oh, he will tease you about it. probably in a way that's kind of mean when you first join, but you aren't bothered by him or concerned with his opinion. if you point out that he's the childish one for trying to get a rise out of you when you're just minding your own business, that has EVERYONE appreciating you because it's unbearably fun to see illuso taken down a notch. that has him huffing and retreating for a bit and having a think. when he comes back, he's less of an ass. as you grow closer, he apologizes.

now the only way he teases is gentle and loving and fond, because you really are quite adorable and he wouldn't have it any other way. it honestly kind of freaks him out when you get serious but he doesn't show it, he'll just place a gentle hand on your arm or your waist and work with you to resolve the issue. he's relieved when you smile again

he warms up to your plushies because they're nice cozy additions to his piles of pillows for lounging around on and they make u happy

he may keep up his aloof air when he picks up a controller with u or watches over ur shoulder like he has nothing better to do but he gets REALLY into it and competitive, or intensely supportive and backseat gaming if ur going solo

he honestly loves how sweet u are because that sort of thing doesn't really come easy to him

melone 🍈

he thinks ur absolutely adorable and makes sure u know it. he's playful too in a more relaxed sort of way so he mellows you out while still having fun

he loves to hear you gush and wants to get involved in ur passions. he's pretty good at gaming but he'll get more into admiring/analyzing the design aspect of it and same w/ cartoons, he's concerned for all the babies out there because they deserve good stories that make them think and benefit their growth and he will think out loud about how a show/movie fares in that regard after you've watched it together

he can talk a lot about animals with u too!!!! every time u grin or coo at a cute creature or Stay Very Still so a butterfly will land on u and giggle cause it tickles, his heart is doing backflips and he can't believe someone as wonderful as u exists and loves him as much as he loves you

ADULT COLOURING BOOKS!!!!! he absolutely loves to fill in the pages with u and add onto the designs outside the lines in all sorts of colours

he admires that ur not afraid to get serious when it's called for but still so sweet, he's so drawn to you and you make everyone's day better and just light up the room

ghiaccio ❄️

he also loves cute things. that includes u. but it will take him a while to admit out loud how adorable you are because he's flustered about it

forget normie relationship milestones like moving in together, the moment u both started slowly familiarizing your plushie collections to each other, swapping or gifting ones u saw and HAD to get for them or keeping two of them together because they're friends now Do Not Seperate!!!!, he knew this was Real

one of his favorite pastimes is sharing a big big cozy sweater with u, it doesn't matter if it's a bit tight with two people in it or that ur faces are squished together, he'll wrap his arms around u (if u haven't already put ur hands in the sleeves too) and cuddle u against him like a fluffy, snuggly, grumpy cat. welcome to sweater town, population u and ghiaccio

ur both very into pokemon too. you'll spend hours with ur heads bent together over ur gameboys with each other's companion games for that generation and help each other with trading and version exclusives

he's the first to yell at anyone for teasing you and he honestly gets a little freaked out when you go serious but he won't show it. he'll want to address the problem as quickly as possible tho and discreetly hug u when ur giggling again

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

THEY LOVE IT UR ADORABLE. they're both playful in their own ways (sorbet is more chill and dry wit sort of playful, gelato is no impulse control and hyena cackling sort of playful) and they love to have fun with u

it's also like.... the world is fucked up and they're both kinda fucked up (more than kinda), and they know you're not like an innocent baby or at all incompetent (hell, you may be kinda fucked up too, who isn't when ur an assassin) but it's just. nice to see someone else having fun and being sweet and enjoying things about life. so they are very protective of you when things get serious, they never EVER want to see you become embittered and will do absolutely anything to get you laughing again as soon as possible. which, guaranteed, they do

gelato has always had a short attention span so he knows what to do for entertainment and sorbet knows how to entertain, he may be the more patient one but they both like to mix things up and keep the surroundings interesting. they will play all sorts of games with u, video games or card games or stupid shit like beer pong or making a game of how many marshmallows u can each fit in ur mouths. you'll all go for a nice walk in the park and nothing is more relaxing for sorbet than kickin back on a bench while his rowdy babes end up tussling in the dirt. be free

of course, u and gelato also drag him into the dirt and put flowers in his hair and he would want nothing less

they'll both squish ur cheeks and lovingly tease u about how cute u are. blow a raspberry at them and they'll give u a kiss

sorbet will throw u over his shoulder and carry u around (no matter ur body type, he's strong!!!) + gelato will smatter ur face in kisses, just to hear u squeal and giggle

#this was so cute thank u for the ask 🥺#alcohol mention -/#la squadra #la squadra x reader #risotto nero #prosciutto #pesci #formaggio #illuso #melone #ghiaccio #sorbet #gelato #vento aureo #ask

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ceciliablossoms · 3 years

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tiramisu for diluc albedo and childe pleasee pelapdepleasepleaselplz

Of course!!

ALSO TYSM @nonbiananrywrites FOR YOUR HELP ILY

I did however choose to go easy on them

TW: Injury, Anxiety, Panic, Blood

Tiramisu: "Deep breaths... You'll be okay."

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Diluc

Anxiety was nothing new to them, especially when it came to Diluc and his role as the Darknight Hero. He mostly came home unscathed, but the rare injury often sent an icy panic through their veins. Even if the aforementioned wound were to be minuscule at most, it would still cause them great worry.

His bloody clothing often reminded them that he could one day never return home. Even with the occasional help of the Traveller on his side, their worries continued to eat away at them from the inside. The gash across his arm that stayed limp at his side was the straw that broke the camel's back.

When he entered the winery, exhaustion prevalent, they approached him with haste. Immediately, they ushered him to take a seat, offering to make him a meal, but as they pulled their hand away from resting on his arm it felt sticky. They glanced down at their crimson-stained palm with wide eyes.

It took them a moment to process as they stared at the red that coated the fingers. The warmth of it seemed to burn them as their panic set in. Their eyes began to water.

They demanded that he remove his jacket so that they could tend to his wound. As they gathered their supplies their hands trembled with fear. While they tenderly dressed his wounds, they wept, their bottled up anxiety finally spilling out.

As hard as they tried not to make a noise, they could not prevent themselves from sniffling.

Once their tears dripped onto his bandages, Diluc pulled his arm away, and with great care, he placed his uninjured hand gently on their cheek. With slow, careful movements, he guided them to look up at him, and they averted their eyes. As they let out a sob, he pulled them closer, embracing their shaking form as they cried.

His voice was quiet when he spoke to them, knowing why they were upset, "Deep breaths... You'll be okay."

There was a pause before they responded. "But you won't." Their voice broke as they spoke, clutching his shirt in their hands.

He hummed quietly as he glanced over the arm that they had bandaged, a frown everpresent on his face. He stared down at them softly as they grew overwhelmed.

They were afraid for him, and he knew it. He had always known it even when they had tried to conceal it. The emotions they'd tried to keep under wraps had begun to seep out, and as they tried so desperately to stop it from overflowing it slipped between their fingers.

"I'll make more of an effort to keep myself from getting injured again. Even if it means... I have to ask for help...." They stared at him in surprise.

Though his verbal reassurances weren't very much in terms of comfort, him swallowing his pride certainly was. Even if the help was from just the honorary knight, they'd be happy. He would at the very least have someone watching his back.

They smiled through their tears, "Promise?"

He nodded in sincerity but let out a small sigh. "Promise."

Albedo

They sighed, stumped once more as they worked on their experiment with Sucrose. Something just wasn't right. No matter how many times they redid it the outcome was always different, even if it was done the exact same way down to a T.

They exchanged glances of disappointment with Sucrose as the two looked over their notes once more. Usually, the liquid in the vials in front of them at the very least changed colour. This time it didn't do anything! No colour change. No heat or steam was produced. It didn't even bubble.

They were at their wit's end, despite their work partner's eagerness to continue. Running a hand through their hair, they glanced over their ingredients on the table, neat and organized in their respective alchemical devices and containers.

"Maybe we should ask Albedo?" They proposed. Sucrose looked up from the messy notebook in her hands.

"P-Perhaps you're right." She looked slightly disheartened that neither of them could figure out a solution but also relieved that they suggested grabbing Albedo for assistance before they made a big mess of it.

They'd stepped out momentarily to find the blonde alchemist as Sucrose continued to fiddle with the experiment.

On their hunt they found him browsing the library, searching high and low for a book he seemed to be struggling to pinpoint the location of. At the sound of familiar footsteps, he turned his head to peer over at them. He nodded in greeting as they waved at him with a smile.

"Albedo, could I perhaps trouble you for some assistance? Sucrose and I can't seem to figure out where we're going wrong." They kept their voice down as to it disturb the other people in the library.

"Of course. What is it that you're having trouble with?" He approached them as they led the way back to the alchemy lab.

"Well, the outcome is always different even if we replicate it perfectly. We don't know what the issue is."

"I see." He put his hand on his chin, deep in thought as they opened the door for him.

As the two entered, Sucrose stood over the beaker with a proud expression, "I-I managed to get a reaction out of it even though this one this one w-was different too."

They approached with Albedo following behind. As he stood on the other side of Sucrose, they picked it up carefully with the curious examination. This vial had become a peculiar shade of green and fizzed like it were a carbonated drink. It emitted an odd odour when they swirled the liquid inside.

"What did you do differently?" They asked as they held it up to eye level.

As Sucrose opened her mouth to speak the vial seemed to heat up rapidly. They let out a small whine and switched hands before setting it down entirely. Albedo was quick to move after that, pulling Sucrose away roughly and making a grab for them as the liquid reacted violently causing the glass to explode into shards.

Covering their face, they yelped as glass pierced their skin, Albedo not quite having reached them. They moved their arms, staring down at the glass embedded in them with widened eyes. Albedo kneeled to their level after telling Sucrose to fetch a medical kit.

They were breathing heavily whether, from pain, panic, or both was indecipherable at the moment. His top priority was to remove the glass. As Sucrose handed him the kit, she moved to clean the workspace and dispose of the mess.

He stood them up and moved them to a table across the room where he removed the glass with tweezers. Thoroughly, he cleaned their injuries, muttering a few words to them as they shook in his grasp.

"Deep breaths... You'll be alright."

His voice was soothing as they focused on it to distract from the stinging in their forearms. He'd fully removed and disposed of all the glass and was now focusing on cleaning any hazardous material out to prevent infection. It wasn't as efficient as it would have been if he'd taken them to see Barbara, but when dealing with things as hazardous as these, it was more pressing to clean it on site.

Gingerly, he staunched the bleeding as Sucrose tossed the shards into the bin before scurrying out hurriedly to go get Barbara. He wrapped their arms with bandages.

"Sucrose will return shortly with Barbara, so she can help you more efficiently." He kept his voice quiet so he wouldn't startle them.

They nodded as they leaned against him, but said nothing. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around them to keep them steady as their panic began to wear off. They seemed tired.

"Thank you," Their voice was groggy.

"Of course, dearest."

Tartaglia

Frigid rain burned their skin as they stared out at the serpentine beast rising from the ocean. Everyone around them froze, staring out at the monster that summoned the storm. Panic broke out amongst the crowd as the situation finally sank in and the citizens of Liyue scurried to either get inside.

They backed away from the docks slowly as the rain increased in intensity, pelting them painfully. As they made their way through the harbour, they got jostled left and right by others pushing past them. The overwhelming feeling made them panic, their anxiety skyrocketing.

There were so many people around them in hysterics, looking for loved ones, searching for family. Loved ones... Where was Childe? Their stomach dropped.

Despite their emotions, they pushed onward, refusing to stop until they found their significant other. They knew that he could handle himself and were 100% certain that he was fine. Yet, they couldn't help but feel like something was wrong.

High and low they searched for him. All across the harbour, they hunted for him, coming up empty-handed. Even with the occasional call of his name, they got nowhere.

As they came to a stop at the entrance of the harbour, their panic grew tenfold. As they crossed the bridge leading to Guili Plains, they saw a familiar mixture of grey and red upon the cliffside.

They broke into a sprint, calling out his name with urgency. He was staring out at the God that wreaked havoc, an almost triumphant expression across his face. At the sound of his name, he turned his head to them.

Immediately he stood to meet them, and his expression turned to one of pain. He wasn't bleeding but the hand clutching his side as well as his face showed very clearly that he was hurt. They clung to him, faltering when he made a pained noise at the impact of their embrace.

They tensed, "W-We need to get inside! A-And you're hurt."

They grabbed his sleeve, pulling him back to the Harbour. He could feel them shaking, the cold probably not helping their frazzled state. Coming to a stop, he pulled them to his chest.

He rubbed their back gently as they struggled to breathe evenly, "Deep breaths... You'll be okay."

He watched the chaos unfold over their shoulder, knowing he'd eventually have to slip away to the Northland bank to meet with Signora. Nonetheless, though, he comforted them with reassuring words and touches.

They pulled away and dragged him along toward their home so they could care for him, "What happened?"

Their voice was laced with broken confusion. They had no idea what was happening, nor what had spurred it on and on top of it all their beloved was injured.

His response was delayed but he said something about getting tossed around in the crowd. In all honesty, they weren't listening, focusing solely on icing the bruises across this torso. They fidgeted anxiously.

He cupped their face, feigning the same anxious expression that they were showing outwardly. "It'll be okay," He vowed, "Hey, whatever that thing is out there will get dealt with."

They nodded shakily, finding some solace in his words as they leaned against him in tears. He held them close and stroked their hair, shielding them from the window. It wasn't until the Jade Chamber fell and the storm stopped that the weight of stress wiped them out.

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jade-green-butterfly · 2 years

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SURPRISE~!! 💓✨=^0^=✨💓Here is the project I was working on over Christmas and wished to surprise you all with, finally completed~! 8D✨ Remember my Trolls OC, Harmonia who I created in Azalea's Pixie Scene back in 2020? :3 -> https://jade-green-butterfly.tumblr.com/post/617197905747542016/jade-green-butterfly-welp-its-officialive Well, I also sketched her in SAI, Trolls Movie style around that time but never really got round to bringing her fully to life, so the poor lass has been sitting in my WIPs...D8...until now that is~! OvO Behold, my dears...Trolls Movie style Harmonia - Spirit & Goddess Of Harmony, in all her elegant glory~💝Doesn't she look beautiful~??😍😍😍 Gorgeous, even?!💖///w///💖Hehe...don't mean to brag but I've always said I amaze myself whenever I draw pieces like this and I feel I've really outdone myself, but in a good way~ >u< I tell you, I am absolutely proud and dead chuffed of how of all Harmonia turned out! n//o//n 💗 💘 Especially with her over all design and how I've posed her hands to play her harp~✨🎵 The only changes I made, compared to the first design in the doll maker is that I added another skirt symbolizing the Techno genre colour and I added a circlet of the main six genre colours, to make Harmonia's hair stand out more🌈 ^.^ And you cannot see it, but she is also wearing her legendary bracelet (the same one my trollsona wears) in the same place on her right ankle, under her skirt c: And if you're wondering what the green colour symbolizes, hence in her hair, the butterfly markings around her eyes and the string in her harp - it symbolizes peace and Harmony itself~💚 Here's some interesting facts about Harmonia: 🌈 Harmonia was a master of all six music genres and in my stories, is worshipped and looked up to by Trolls Kingdom as their Goddess & Spirit Of Harmony~ She watches over all and listens to her people's prayers in hopes of answering them well. 🌈 Harmonia was like the motherly figure and guardian to the tribes' ancestors all those years ago. And even though she vanished when they all went their separate ways, Harmonia still watched over them from above. 🌈 Harmonia could heal any injury or wound with her singing voice. When she sung a specific soothing tune, the crystal beads of her bracelet would glow and colourful wisps would appear, surrounding the injury or wound until it was completely healed. 🌈 Whenever me and Harmonia feel sadness together, we can also cry rainbow tears, which are luminous and can heal too but not as strongly. 🌈 With a gentle touch, Harmonia could restore life into any wilting plant, including dead trees and even help seeds grow and cacti bloom, making them flourish stronger than they ever could. Some say even flowers grew wherever she walked. 🌈 Even though I am my own troll, Harmonia's spirit lives within me. And representing her role as the Trolls' goddess, I learn and possess the same powers and abilities as she has - such as healing, restoring life, projecting colourful shields and mastering all of the main six music genres. 🌈 Like me with her powers and abilities, whenever Harmonia got angry or upset in serious situations, her eyes would glow a pure white with a light hint of jade green and her urge to protect all around her, would increase. Hope you all like too, my lovelies~! *cuddles*👍✨💕 I really enjoyed finally bringing Harmonia fully to life at long last and I must say, it was totally all worth it too! ;D 💞✌💗 xxx. Harmonia The Spirit & Goddess Of Harmony (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!) Trolls/Trolls World Tour (c) DreamWorks Animation

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is-nini · 3 years

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Childe x gn! Reader.

Requested by theshippingmaniac:

Hello I hope you're having a good day! Can I request a fluff with the Childe's s/o (fem or gender neutral) just playing with Teucer and Childe watching them and just getting so soft thinking I want to marry this person?

A/n: I'm sorry there is any mistake or error on this blog. I also hope you enjoy it🥺 I'm sorry if this takes a long time to post.

You and childe has been dating for over 6 year's and on that 6 year's you're always stuck beside Childe like a glue.

Both of you are inseparable so when Teucer, Childe's little brother came to visit him you meet Teucer too, and to say that he likes you is a understament. He loveee you so much that he beg for his brother too bring you whenever Teucer and childe are meeting up.

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

"Ah- Teucer! No-".

You squealed after Teucer splash a water on to your face. You and Teucer was playing around on the Luhua pool.

At first it started as a chest hunting because a rumour from an old lady talk about when she over heard the conversation of Childe and Teucer wanting to see the Luhua pool.

Teucer was excited but quickly turns into "nevermind chest hunting" and started to asking and begging you to play in water with him.

For you, chest hunting sounds fun but it is possibly be very dangerous for little kids, so when Teucer wanted to play in the water instead a huge relief was lift upon your shoulder.

Child saw the way you and Teucer play with each other and there's only one image that comes to his mind.

You and his child.

Even though Teucer are his little brother, he just can't help but think about you like his mother. I mean.. Childe is not the only one who think about that. Even Teucer himself started to think about you like his mom. Whenever you are around Teucer would cling to you. He would cling to childe either but there is a certain motherly feels around you.

With this things spiraling in Childe's head, he imagine marrying you.. he has though about this alot. He actually has already planned to buy a special ring from the fanciest store in all of liyue to make you the ring.

Being with you made him feel like the luckiest person on the whole world. Who wouldn't? You're kind, loving, sometimes a little bit childish but he loves taking care of you.

He loves you so much that all you need to do is say the word and he would do it. As cheesy as it sounds, whenever you looked at him and call out his name, he would be ready to kill anyone for you. If you look up at him with your doe eye and cute face, he would instantly be dead if his brain doesn't exist-

"Childeeee!".

His thoughts was cut off when you suddenly pop up Infront of him, the tip of your hair is a little bit wet because of the water and some layers of your clothes was put aside so that you will have more room to move when you're in the water, what he is trying to say is, you are god damn pretty for the love of rex lapis, you are an angel and he is so lucky to have a caring and pretty girlfriend like you.

"Ah- sorry wifey".

Is all he said. The time has stopped, no one made a noise or a move. A couple of silence passed when suddenly your face exploded in red colours.

"U-UHM-".

is the only thing you can say. While you're fumbling with your words, Teucer squeal in joy.

"YAYYYYY MISS Y/N IS GOING YO BE MY SISTER SOON!".

he cheered, you cover your face with the both of your hand. Childe is enjoying your reaction, he doesn't know what came over him, the words just.. flows out of his mouth without him realizing it, but he didn't mind, he loved and is enjoying your reaction very much.

"Ah- why is your face so red wifey?".

He didn't say sorry and just keep teasing you. You on the other hand feels like you are dying, you loved Childe but marriage and family never really stays on your mind until now.

The way back home is full of you being teased and being called soon to be big sister by Teucer. You don't mind it but you're not used to it yet.

"W-wait Teucer.. I'm not your big sisters yet".

"You will soon!!!!, Right big brother?!"

"Yes. Y/n will be your big sister very soon".

You suck your breath. You are walking on the left side of Teucer while Childe is walking on his right side making people sending you and Childe looks especially after Teucer squeal about you being his big sister soon.

A woman actually asked if you and Childe is a newly wed couple because of how red and embarrassed you seems like whenever he called you wifey.

❤️❤️❤️

"Ah.. are you both a newly wed?". The elderly woman asked making you shake your head.

"N-no! Were not married-" "yet" Childe added to the end of your sentence.

"She will be my big sister soonn!!!" Teucer added proudly, making you looked away in embarrassment but happiness at the same time as the woman smile softly at you three.

❤️❤️❤️

A little secret that you don't know is that Childe loves to think about you and his married life. You in a apron, greeting him when he gets home, hugging him once he reached the door and looking up to him with your cute smile.

Or you and him relaxing on the couch togather, cling to eachother as Childe whisper sweet nothings into your ear.

Or maybe waking up to see your cute sleepy face that still have your eyes closed andif he tries to get out of the bed, you will instantly hug his hand as if not wanting to let go.

Or maybe Childe is just imagining being with you. Maybe working on some paperwork with you on his lap, sleeping away as he hugs you like a doll and handling you as gentle as a owner handling his little kitten.

Everything is endless, he could go on and on,. Imagining you being his wife, purposing to you with your favourite colour and gem on the ring. It will be perfect.

Even though everything is still his imagination, he will makes it come true, one day no matter what it takes. This is a promise for himself that he will keep until he die.

#childe x you #genshin fanfic #genshin fanfiction #genshin x reader #genshin childe #childe x reader

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1p2p-heta-suggestives · 7 months

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since you did a 2p version.. 1p liechtenstein alphabet if possible? don’t stress on it though!

Usual disclaimers: I see her as around my age, 18, since she has no canon age afaik, I'm not writing nsfvv of minors. Read more is here so people don’t accidentally read this kind of content without wanting to.

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

• Immediately cuddles up to them, she's super affectionate with them, a lot of compliments and affection are to be expected with her

B - Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

• She loves her smile, everyone always compliments her on how cute it is so she smiles whenever she can

• She loves all of them, there’s no favourite parts because everything about them is equally as amazing to her

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

• She doesn’t really mind where her partner cums, she’d just prefer it to be away from her face because she doesn’t want to risk it getting in her hair

D - Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

• Got caught watching porn once and never recovered, hasn’t touched it since because she’s mortified

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

• Barely experienced, but she’s not afraid to admit that fact either

F - Favorite position (This goes without saying)

• Cuddle fucking is most definitely her favourite, it allows her to be close to her parter

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc.)

• She’s mostly just very soft and sweet, not really goofy or serious at all

H - Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? Etc.)

• She has a thin strip (landing strip? I. Don’t know what it’s called.) but she shaved other than that, it’s the same colour as her hair

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

• She’s very intimate, she’s the sweetest person ever and that doesn’t stop when it comes to the bedroom

J - Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

• She usually doesn’t, unless she’s really horny and doesn’t have any other way to deal with it

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

• Praise (giving, recieving)

• Overstimulation (she’s very easy to overstimulate)

• Creampies

L - Location (Favorite places to do the do)

• Her partner’s room, it makes the most sense to her to go there, she’s not against fucking in their living room though

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

• Neck kisses are her weak spot, she absolutely loves them

N - No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• Anything with either of them being hurt, just the idea freaks her out

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• Surprisingly really good, despite what most people would expect. She prefers to receive but she’ll always return the favour to them.

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

• Slow and sensual is her preference

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

• Doesn’t like them, she doesn’t understand the appeal, she prefers to take her time with her partner

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.)

• Risks are a hard no and she doesn’t really like experimenting, she’s happy with what she likes even if it’s vanilla to other people

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

• Maybe two rounds and she’s overstimulated, doesn’t mind being pushed past that though. She cums pretty fast, much to her own embarrassment, maybe 6 minutes.

T - Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

• She doesn’t own any, she’s like to have one but she’s too mortified at the idea of someone else finding it

U - Unfair (How much they like to tease)

• She doesn’t tease at all, it does nothing for her and she likes pleasing her partner more

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

• She’s quite loud, moaning and whimpering is very common with her, along with being very vocal with praising

W - Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

• Her chest is extremely sensitive, if someone even accidentally brushes against her chest then she has to go off to a bathroom to cool herself down

X - X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

As per usual for the hetawomen, cup size because I still have no idea how to describe a vagina :)

• A cup, she’s pretty insecure about it

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

• It’s not that high, she mostly just sees it as a way to be closer to her partner so it’s more whenever they feel like it

Z - Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

• She’ll only fall asleep if she’s cuddled up to them, otherwise she’ll go on about her day and sleep later that night

#1p #1p Hetalia #1ptalia #1p Liechtenstein #1p Headcanons #Hetalia #Hetalia Headcanons #1p Hetalia Headcanons #1ptalia Headcanons #Nsfvv Alphabet

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sexycowpoke · 3 years

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[Masterlist]

[Overwatch Masterlist]

Mccree Fluff Alphabet

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Well, this cowboy thinks everything of you is attractive... But if he needs to say what he’ll say your eyes. Those eyes are hyonotic and have attracted him since the first day he saw you. He says those are full of adrenaline and perfection. And the way you look at him. Damn. If he could. He’ll stay looking at those beautiful and playful eyes full of passion and love ‘til his last days.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Sometimes it comes to his mind. And he would love to have a family of his own. Especialy with you. He would love having little cowboys or cowgirls all over the house is his only dream. He wants to call his children with cowboys/cowgirls names. Lke Bonny or Cody. He’ll teach them ho to use a gun and he’ll buy them a nerf and a pony. But this doesn’t mean that your future child won’t be a pet. If it’s a dog. He’ll call him Jack Daniels and nobody will change his mind over it. Ever.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Ohh~. He loves cuddle as much as he loves his lovely serape (the red “scarf” he wears). Even more. You'll be cuddle in bed. On the sofa. On the chicken table. And when it’s cold you’ll share his serape and when it’s hot you’ll cuddle even in the pool. Everywere and everytime. He’s very romantic and very soft. And if you return after a long day he’ll go stright over you. Take you on bridal stile and take you in your shared bedroom for some confort cuddles. And he’ll never leave you so easly. Only for going to the bathroom. But that’s the only time. Btw he doesn’t mind if your the big spoon when you cuddle and snuggles. And touch hi hair while doing that. He’ll love you even more.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

They’re very romantic. And for the big flirt he is. He’ll take you to a walk on a beach or in a park. Even watching a movie and then both of you sleeping and spooning each other on the sofa or everywhere you were waching the movie. But. At the same time. Your dates will even be when your on mission together. Like. Your fighting some omnics or spying someone. For him they’re all dates. And when you spy and follow someone. For not getting caught. You two end up making out. Like. When the person looks at his back. Mccree will litteraly just pin you on a wall near you two and immediately starts kissing you... And you know what it happens if you weren't on mission👀. Ok I’m out *vaporizes*

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

You are my sunshine. You’re like the sun of his earth. The sugar of his sea. The yee on his haw. You know what I mean. Everything. If he didn’t meet you he would never know what really love is. He can be himself when he’s around you. And he can fell loved after a very long time.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

As I said before. When you tow made eyes contact for the first time. You where the new supporter. And you already did show some ass while talking to Gabriel when he said you couldn’t help them. While you and Gabriel arguing. Jesse was practing with Genji. And when he hear you two fighting. He turns around. And BOOM. Love at first sight. He also stoped practing and come over you training defending you. Even if you were capable of that. When Gabriel knew that he lost the fight. He tells Mccre to show you the place. He didn’t even had the time to finish that Jesse said already yes and taking you by your hand while showing the place. And you two introduced yourself while he shows you around :)

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

O’course he is. He’s second name indead is gentle. Well. Actualy. His second name is deadeye but... Yeah... You know what I mean partner 👀

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He loves holdind your hand. It gives him protection. And he’ll find every excuse to stay close to you. Everyone. Like one time he said “Darling, it’s freezing... Can I hold your hand?”. He doesn’t even care that much about other people opinions. Cause the only things he thinks in this beautiful moment is you. Your beauty. Your future together.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

When he saw you the fisrt he was like “Shit, I’m in love” thing. He was very curios about you at first but when he started to know you well he was always more in love than before.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Sometimes. Mostly is when other people watch you from up and down. Others are when people are flirting with you. And when it happens he'll wrap hi arm around your waist and pull you closer.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

He has two mods:

This:

And this:

He's very passionate in both ways.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

You said it at the same time. I know right? It happened the same day you two kissed forthe firt time. After you kissed both of you said those three beautiful words full of love and passion.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

His favourite memory is when he was on a mission. And you where at home. Since you missed him. A lot. You take his hat. That he forgets that morning. And one of his shirts. When he returns he see you on the sofa with one of his shirts and especially with his hat covering your beautiful sleeping face. He immediately takes a lot of photos and then takes you to your shared bedroom on bridal stile.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Yellow. You reminds him happiness an love. In fact. Sometimes he gifts you sunflowers :)

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Yes, and a lot. You want something? You already have it in less than a second. He treats you like a queen.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

His favourite non-modern thing to do with you is reading books before going to bed.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He use mostly "Darling", "My love" ,"babe" and "Sunshine/Sunflower". But he calls you "Baby doll" or "Doll" too 👀

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Remember when I told you he loves cuddles? Yep. You'll cuddle on the sofa or in bed while cuddling and spooning each other. Talking about what happened the other day.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

When your sad he doesn't know much well what to do. But the first thing he'll do is hugging you and tell you your beautiful and noone will hurt you. If his sad he'll going to hug you from behind. Hiding his head on your shoulder. With one hand your going to though his hair. With the other one your taking one of his hand that are hugging you by your wrist. Telling him that it's fine and that you love him. While sometime kissing his forehead.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Everything. He just wants to be with you. Indeed he'll talk about what happened this days and other stuff. Obviously. Trying to make you smile.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

He always relax when you play with his hair. Most of the times he relax so much. That after five or ten seconds he's already sleeping on your shoulder or on your nap.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

He's proud of finding you and he loves to show everyone how you belong to. And you know what I mean 👀

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

He proposes while on a mission. You were blessing everywhere. "Darling, please don't leave me now" "O'course I won't love" "If we can get out of this... Together...." "Would you like to be Ms. Mccree?" "*Couches*...I would really like that Jesse"

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

His song will be "Put your head on my shoulder" by Paul Anka slowed ver.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

O'course. He would love this. Especially after he encountered you. Cause before he didn't even think that he'll fall in love with someone. But then he meets you. And his plans changes.

Z Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

It'll be a dog. Like I said before. A boxer named Jack Daniels. And he'll be like a son. Especially to Jesse.

[This Fluff Alphabet is from here]

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #overwatch mccree #overwatch jesse #overwatch funfictions #overwatch mccree x reader #blackwatch mccree #mccree x reader #jesse mccree x reader #jesse mccree #mccree headcanons #overwatch headcanons #headcanon #fun fiction #x reader

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