#i’m with you anon he’s a real pretty boy give him all the kisses

[lnfours]

lando is definitely the type to soften his voice around bestfriend!reader that hes totally in love with. and him and reader dont see it at all, but everyone else does. and he basically treats her like theyre dating except without the kisses. and max is fed up with the two bc everytime lando sees her, he texts max "shes so pretty i wanna kiss her all over" - 🍒anon

anon... did you know that friends to lovers is my favorite trope like... ever?? fear not, the friends to lovers connoisseur is back!!! another one where i got carried away 😅

requests are open!

the small get-together at max’s was the highlight of the night, everyone joined together in the living room for drinks, food and games. you had found yourself seated next to lando on the couch, his hip pressed against yours from how close you were. ria on the other side of you, laughing as you watched niran pick up 6 uno cards.

max watched the way you two interacted, the way lando kept one hand draped around the back of the couch near your shoulders and how your body had slotted right into his side. it wasn’t unusual for the two of you to be close, but as of recently, the distance between the two of you kept getting smaller and smaller. his voice was softer, hugs lasted longer, eye contact ended with soft smiles and glances down at the floor.

he had known his best friend was obsessed with you the moment you met, immediately asking max for your instagram when you had met. the real giveaway was the countless texts about how he ‘wanted to kiss your face all over’ whenever you showed up at races wearing his number or dressed head to toe in papaya. that’s when he knew his best friend was head over heels.

“uno,” you smiled, holding your card close to your chest so others couldn’t see. everyone started cursing themselves, not believing the fact that you were so close to winning the game. lando leaned his head closer or you, trying to catch a peek at your card. he poked at your side, trying to get you to squirm so he could see, but you held it even closer and laughed, pushing him away.

“stop trying to cheat!” you laughed, pulling his hands from your side.

he wore the cutest smirk, “i’m not trying to cheat!”

“liar,” you joked back. max snorted softly, placing the card down in the pile. now it was lando’s turn and he had nothing to give away except a red four, which was going to let you win the game, unbeknownst to him.

you threw your arms up, tossing the card onto the table and happily cheering as everyone groaned softly, “i win, bitches!”

“that’s not even fair! how’d you win after having 25 cards?!”

“i’m just good like that,” you smiled, turning to the boy next to you and motioning to his empty glass, “want another drink?”

he nodded, passing you the glass with a smile, “thank you.”

you hummed, ria popping up from the couch after you, “i need another one too.”

with you gone in the kitchen, now it was time for the interrogating to start. aarav speaking up first, “so mate, when’re you going to tell her you’re head over heels?”

“i don’t think he even has to say it,” ethan joked, “it’s pretty obvious.”

“don’t know what you’re talking about,” the curly haired brit said, helping max gather up the cards. the boys chuckled softly as max shook his head.

“you’re wasting time, mate!” niran said, “everyone knows you’re in love, just get on with it already.”

lando looked at his friend for help, but max shrugged, “they’re right. you have hearts in your eyes whenever she’s around.”

he was about to open his mouth to respond when yours and rias giggles sounded back into the room. you took your spot back next to lando, crossing your legs under you. he smiled at you as everyone got the table cleaned up for the movie that was up next on tonight’s agenda.

you leaned into lando’s shoulder, watching max fail at entering his password on the streaming service and laughing at his frustration. once everything was set up and everyone was comfortable, he reached over and turned the lamp off on the end table. you reached behind you, grabbing the blanket from the back of the couch and draping it over you and lando, scooting closer into his body as he wrapped an arm around you.

about forty minutes into the move, you felt lando’s head lean on yours before his lips came close to your ear, “you comfortable?”

you nodded, turning to meet his eyes in the dim lighting. you smiled, reaching up and brushing the stray curl from his forehead, “yeah, you?”

he nodded, “so comfortable i could sleep.”

you chuckled, “sleep, then. pretty sure almost everyone are already knocked out.”

he glanced down at the floor where his friends sat, their eyes closed. he looked over at max who was on his phone, paying no mind to the movie. your long haired brunette friend next to you had fallen asleep too, her cheek pressed against the arm of the couch.

lando tucked his face into your hair, “wanna go to bed?”

you nodded, “let’s go.”

the two of you stood up, you draping the blanket over ria as lando whispered to his best friend, “we’re going to bed, mate.”

max nodded, “i’ll probably be up in a little while.”

lando nodded back, following you up the stairs. you opened the door to your shared guest room, him closing the door softly. you slipped into the connected bathroom, grabbing your toothbrush from your toiletry bag. you smiled as you met the familiar pair of green eyes in the mirror, his hands wrapping around your middle before he reached for his own toothbrush. you smiled at him in the mirror, the both of you finishing up before you spun around, pressed against the counter as your hands went up to his unruly curls from the blowing wind in london.

“you need a brush.”

“and i need you in bed,” he said, dragging you with him as he turned off the light and climbed into bed. you joined him under the covers, your cheek resting against his chest as he held you close. he played with your hair as you drew circles into the material of his soft cotton shirt. you tilted your head up to look at him, his eyes meeting yours as he looked down at you.

“is it true?” you asked and continued when he pulled his eyebrows together, “what the guys were talking about earlier? about you liking me?”

he swallowed, racking his brain. surely he couldn’t back peddle now, and how could he lie to you? he couldn’t. so he told the truth, “yeah,”

you smiled softly, “knew it.”

“i wasn’t that obvious!” he argued with a laugh, “i like to think i’ve been very subtle!”

“as subtle as they get,” you joked, reaching up and placing your thumb against his bottom lip, “i like you too, lan.”

he smiled, lifting your chin with his index finger and thumb, pulling you up to him before he pressed his lips to yours. you kissed him back, the kiss breaking shortly after from fits of giggles and wide smiles. a new sense of love in the air between you two.

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[girlboypersonthingy]

Hazbin Boys x reader- Comfort ❤️‍🩹

This is a request from an anon- hazbin boys comforting reader with depression/mental illness. Includes Lucifer, Angel, Husk, Sir Pentious, Vox and just a dab of Alastor. Original request here + a heart felt message from yours truly 💌

TW: depression, mental illness, sickeningly sweet fluff

Notes: gn!reader, NSFW during Angel’s part 18+ plz

Lucifer 🍎

Oh my goodnessssssss, prepare to be treated like absolute royalty.

I’m talking foot rubs, back rubs, playing with your hair

Not only will he make you food, he’ll literally try to feed you and offer you sweet praises when you do eat. Eating can be a real chore sometimes…

“Good job, my love. It’s gonna be okay…okay?”

I think Luci is pretty touchy in general, but when you’re down in the dumps, he gets extra clingy and touchy

He’ll pretty much constantly have a hand on you- holding your hand, a hand on your back, a gentle rub on your shoulder

Will unfurl his wings and drag you close to him in bed, wrapping his arms and silky feathers around you as he lulls you to sleep

Like imagine a midday depression nap all tangled up with Luci, curtains drawn so the room is nice and dark, the temp is perfect, the bed is hugging you just as good as your babe next to is. Ugh. Plz, I want this. I need this.

Will try to gently coax you out of bed and try to get you out of the house. He knows it won’t be easy for you but he thinks getting you cleaned up, dressed and out doing something fun you’ll feel a bit better. You’ll at least be distracted from your sadness for a bit.

He’s so kind and nonjudgmental too. He gets it completely. He has depression too. Even the king of hell deals with mental illness, okay? Mental illness does not discriminate

He’ll offer the best advice he can muster up, using his own experiences to help you out of your funk

All in all, he’s just an absolute sweet pea. So doting, so caring.

Angel Dust 🕸️

Also has mental illness, also gets it completely.

KING OF DISTRACTIONS

Angel is a sweet boy but I don’t think he’d be too great at offering advice…

So he does his best to distract you from your feelings, doing whatever it takes to get you to smile, even just for a second.

Will ask you what you want to do first, whatever will make you happy, he’ll go along with it.

If you insist on rotting in bed, he’ll probably respectfully pull you out of bed, tell you “this ain’t good for ya, babe” and force you to go do something fun, something relaxing, something for yourself

Sorry not sorry but he’ll def offer to cheer you up by fucking you, letting you fuck him, eating you out, sucking your dick. Go ahead, take your stress out on him, he can take it ;)

Also the king of self care.

SPA DAY SPA DAY SPA DAY

Will draw you and him a bath, rub your shoulders while you sit in the warm water together, will even wash your hair for you

Forces you to wear a face mask with him lmao

“C’mon, (Y/N)! Lemme paint ya nails! You’ll look sooooo cuuuuuute~”

Expect lots of touching and kisses with him at night, especially if you’re having trouble sleeping

Rubs your back, rubs your arms, will rub gentle circles on your butt if you’ll let him, kisses your head, kisses your cheeks, kisses your nose

ALL THE KISSESSSSSS 💋💋💋

Husk 🃏

Okay listen…this guy is obvi a great listener and he’s pretty good at giving advice. Honestly, he’s probably the best person to go to.

Husk is an old soul, he’s pretty wise, has a lot of life experience, death experience, his own experience with mental illness and even addiction.

He could just listen to you talk for hours, waiting for you to pause before he replies. He’d never interrupt. He’s so patient with you 🥹

Will keep a close eye on you and any new habits you’ve seemed to pick up. He fixes his own issues with booze but he’s the type to say “do as I say, not as I do”

Won’t let you spiral into addiction like he did…it’s not an option.

I think Husk would be a good mix of “Come here, give Husker a hug. It’s alright, hun. Let’s go take a little nap, yeah?” and “Hey, I know what’ll cheer ya up!” *proceeds to show you the coolest, craziest magic tricks*

He’s a good balance of comfort and distraction

Anything he can do to help, just say the word

Will tell you funny shit he’s seen the folks around the hotel do just to see you laugh for a moment

“One time, Angel was walking right in front of the bar at like 7 in the morning and tripped over literally nothing and face planted! I had the best seat in the house. It was hilarious.”

This is my own personal headcanon, idk why but I feel like Husk can cook really well. He’d totally make you food, even bring it to you in bed if you don’t feel like getting up

Will absolutely let you play with him like a kitten, won’t even be upset about it. Play with his ears, give him pets, let his fur be your stim toy, let his purr soothe your achy heart

Sir Pentious 🐍

Plzzzz, he’s such a simp. I love this slippery, special little guy 💚

Big on cuddles! Will cuddle you all day, all night if you want. Loves the physical contact, and loves it even more when he can feel you relax a bit against him.

Will make his eggs boys do anything for you. Whatever you want, you tell them and they’ll happily oblige.

Kinda random but I think he’d be the type to try and pull silly little pranks on ppl around the hotel just to get you to laugh. He’s such a silly goose omg

He doesn’t really understand what you’re going through so he’ll just keep asking you what he can do, how he can help, what you want, what you need from him.

He doesn’t get it but he’ll do anything for you.

When you’re feeling particularly lazy and it’s extra hard to leave your bed, he’ll literally carry you around. Just lounge in his arms, darling, he’ll take you wherever you need to go. Don’t need to go anywhere? Fine, you’re gonna come along with him to do his daily tasks. Sit in his lap and just watch as he works.

Just wants to keep you close. He can’t stand the thought of you being alone when you feel like this. No matter where he is or what he’s doing, he wants you close.

Unless you insist on having some alone time or needing some space. Again, whatever you need from him, you got it.

Although, he may get a little teary eyed and pouty when he leaves you. Can’t stop thinking about you all day and probably comes and checks on you several times.

Vox 🖥️

“CANCEL MY MEETINGS, HOLD ALL MY CALLS, TELL EVERYONE IM NOT RESPONDING TO EMAILS UNTIL TOMORROW!”

Guy needs to focus on his baby right now. You are his top priority, everything else can wait. You are just too precious to put on the back burner.

Will be sure to tell Val and Velvette to leave you two alone. He doesn’t want them upsetting you any more than you already are.

This man has his assistants waiting on you hand and foot. He’s gonna stay in your bed with you, cuddled up with tons of blankets, both in your pajamas as you watch movies while ordering his staff to bring you whatever it is you desire.

Will eventually yank you out of bed bc he can’t stay still for too long but you’re coming with him. Wants to keep you company always

In public, Vox isn’t the most romantic or touchy. He’s a busy man with a huge reputation to uphold. While he would never completely ignore you and he’s no ashamed to show some PDA with you, you sort of always find yourself following in his shadow when he’s hard at work.

Once he sees how much your mental health is affecting you, he becomes much more attentive, much more protective of you.

He’ll hold your hand or keep his arm around you when out and about. Will give you a gentle kiss and a prideful smile before getting on set for a news shoot.

If you’re having a particularly hard day, everyone get out of the way! Hes taking the day off, he doesn’t give a fuck what anyone says or thinks.

You are too important to him. Without you, what good would all his accomplishments be? Without you, who would he share all this with?

He needs you to stick around 🩵

Alastor🩸

I think Alastor would be absolutely clueless but he’d try his best nonetheless!

He’d also be one to try and distract you.

Wanna go to cannibal town and visit Rosie? She’ll help cheer you up! She’s a great listener with tons of good advice to give

Will reluctantly invite you into his room and lead you to the half of it that looks like a swamp/forest. He will take off his coat and sit in the grass with you, staying silent but watching you look around in awe.

He’s got lots of cool powers and will summon or manifest little things here that he thinks will bring a smile to your face.

Summons little lightning bugs to carefully dance around your face, holds back from slaughtering a deer that’s approaching just so you can admire it from afar, will watch with a genuine smile as you lay back in the grass and relax to the sound of crickets chirping and light jazz music.

If you asked…he might give you a hug. Might.

Also sends his shadow to check up on you every so often but if you notice this, he will deny it with all his might.

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[mothwingwritings]

Idk if you’re into omega verse but omg I just thought of it being applied to Yujiro and poor omega reader goddamn 😭 (I think I may have gone a little bit too far on this one ngl, also I’m half asleep so sorry for any issues..)

Nasty nasty Alpha Yujiro who takes advantage of poor little you. Who would have thought he’d ever encounter such a rare beauty? Omegas were practically extinct in the baki universe, the world full of hardened alphas made no room for the sweet soft omegas. And yet here you were against all odds.

From the moment he met you, he’d made the promise that he would never spread his seed through out the world.

Nay, he was going to hammer in his children into your fertile womb as you cried out in overstimulation. You would carry all of his offspring for the rest of your life. That was a promise.

While many of his past devoted lovers would have been flattered by his devotion, you were anything but.

Sure Yujiro would disappear on some days but no longer than a week.

But on the days he were in your house. It’d be a constant running away and fighting off the lustful touches of Yujiro.

The dreadful “Honey~ I’m home!~” had you cringing so hard as thick muscular arms surrounded your waist.

Having to take showers with the Ogre that always ended with you pressed up against the glass mirror as Yujiro crowded you against it.

Having your favorite clothes torn to shreds as he tried to make “love to you”.

Waking up in the middle of the night to see the humongous man deep in your guts as he ruthlessly pounded into you.

And when you went in heat…oh boy.

You’re horny 24/7 and you won’t fight back at all? Just lil ol you whimpering about how much it hurts and that you need something inside? You’d let the older man kiss you and cling onto him needily. His poor little omega!

Yeah, Yujiro loves your heats.

This man keeps a track record of when your heats are around the corner. It doesn’t matter if he’s in another country or across the globe the globe away from you. If he sees you have started your heat, he’s running like a madman with the nastiest smirk that has people running away screaming. They all thought he was out to murder someone (ya ur lil meow meow)

Out of spite you decide to hook up with some random beta when your heat starts up. Which immediately back fires when Yujiro has said man tied up as he watches you get plowed down by your real alpha.

“My little omega, have I neglected you so much that you seeked out some limp dick beta to satisfy you? I guess I’ll have to you more attention to keep you satisfied, huh?”

You know Yujiro is going to show you off. I mean, who wouldn’t?

He’s pulling up to the tournaments with you sitting on his shoulder clad in a thin bikini. Your looking away from the many lustful looks directed at you, all while Yujiro basks in the jealous looks he receives.

They all look so angry at him, but yet…too intimidated to muster the courage to say anything to him. Yes this was a fine idea.

He’s got you wearing a pretty diamond collar with the letters “Property of Ogre.”

Every time you both return from such fights, it didn’t matter if he came back angry or happy both were valid reasons to fuck you in the entrance your home. After that he would ravage you on any surface in the house.

He was going to get so many babies out of you.

Me reading this ask loool

You must have read my mind anon, I was just musing the other day on how I want to some day take a stab at writing an ABO fic and the Bakiverse would be perfect fodder for it. 😌

But God... Yujiro would be the worst fucking Alpha. That man could track you down from miles away, knowing where you are at all times should he need you. And he has such intricate knowledge on basically every aspect of you and your life that it goes beyond concerning, it's downright invasive. It takes no time at all for him to claim fuck you, giving you no time to really sus him out or get to know him before you've become irrevocably his. He's now your bonded partner, and you are not at all thrilled with that.

When yujiro comes to claim you he attacks you with such a bestial, feral intensity that you are afraid one day your body won't be able to take the abuse he inflicts on it, giving you serious concerns over whether you will survive the mating process. You got lucky the first time, but what about in the future? How many pups does he plan to pump inside of you? The thought keeps you up at night. You don't even want to parent his offspring, let alone be demoted to his breeding stock to be fucked full again and again and again. You would have chosen ANY alpha other than Yujiro, but now this was your lot in life-forced to not only be his mate, but bear his children, creating new versions of this monster to roam the planet. Would they grow up to be like their father, or would you have any hope of raising them to be decent, loving people?

Also, I feel like your body will just constantly be marked up everywhere. His mating bites don't stop at the scent glands, and you usually end up looking like you just left a 12 round boxing match on the losing side instead of a mating session with your alpha. :(

And when you are in heat its the absolute fucking worst. Lusting after Yurjiro, your entire body aching for him to desecrate and destroy you, your insides burning white hot for his touch. Only your alpha can cure you of this all consuming sickness that plagues you, and you turn into a whiny blubbery mess when Yujiro is around, pleading and begging for him to claim you. It's absolutely dreadful how much you yearn for such a barbaric man, and each and every time you are disgusted with how easily you give in to him. You just roll over and become his docile little fuck mate, turned into a wanton, lusting mess from just catching his scent alone. You loath him as much as you need him, and words cannot describe the amount of hate you hold in your heart for the man that turned you into this pathetic shell of who you once were.

#this is some of that good shit #thank you for indulging me anon love you mwah #abo verse #abo baki #yujiro hanma x reader #yujiro x reader #yujiro hanma x y/n #mothresponse #alpha yujiro

[theysaidhush]

okay i really need to get this off my mind so, imagine cat hybrid!jungwon who lives w his owner in an apartment and one day while he's sunbathing by the window, he sees you, a pretty fluffly cat hybrid brushing your tail across the building, and he's intrigued

you notice him too and give him a shy little wave and smile and jungwon thinks he's been lovestruck. everyday he'd perch by the window in hopes of seeing u more and it goes on like this for two weeks until both of your owners notice and arrange a surprise play date together.

u both instantly hit it off, but as soon as your owners left to get some food, jungwon immediately mounts you, kissing ur ears and biting ur neck. he doesn't know what came over him he just knows he couldn't hold himself back anymore, all he wants is to claim and breed you, so be a good kitty and let him make you his? ♡ (yes same anon hehe)

Ahah you might think I’m crazy but I’m writing a whole ass oneshot about this one too because it’s so good and it made me so horny when I read it. But not the type of horny like saying "I’m horny" online, the type of I’m horny in real life fr ugh 🥵

Anyway, I’m literally putting rich!Jay as Jungwon’s owner and poor student!Jake as your owner because sorry not sorry but I’ll definitely do a spin-off of this.

Spoiler for the end !!! Imagine that weeks after you show sign of pregnancy (cmon they’re indoor cat who cares if you get pregnant) and Jake knock on Jay’s door like "G’day mate, your cat got mine pregnant" and Jay just blink because his sweet boy fucked the neighbour’s cat (aka you) so hard and nice that he got you pregnant.

About this spin-off, it’s definitely gonna end in a foursome because I’m a whore, no questions asked no answers needed. You’re in heat and presenting for your sweet and caring owner, so he fucks you dumb on the balcony so Jungwon can see that your HIS pet, and then everything goes downhill when Jungwon get a whiff of your smell, so he somehow manage to get to you both and tell you what a good kitty you are because you’re lapping his dick as if it’s covered in your favorite treat. Jay come back from work and know that his cat is at Jake’s since he’s not here and just goes at his friend house, only to see the both of them slamming their cock into you, trying to fuck your heat out of you. And what a sight, he can’t help it, he gotta watch you and jerk off.

Oufff 😮‍💨 it’s so messy, my mind going crazy, I think it’s the word mount who gets me going on, I don’t know why but it’s so sexyyyy..

It’s out !!!-> The cat from across the garden.

#-> ♡ (my favorite anon but hush it’s a secret) <- #why are my tags so long #kinda too lazy to do an aesthetic #and I enjoy being weird or different so I just give nicknames to y’all #be ready #gneheh #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #jungwon hard thoughts #jungwon smut #jungwon hard hours

[midnightloversmusic]

hii, for flufftober, what about muggle!reader doing poly!marauders halloween makeup looks?

(it can be platonic or romantic)

thank you, have a good day!

Face Paint & Kisses

Flufftober day 2

poly!marauders x reader

Hey anon! Thank you so much for requesting I loved this idea so much. I made it romantic, I hope that's okay :)

enjoy!

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"When he pulls away your brain is fuzzy and you feel so full of love you might just melt in his arms. He moves to sit back up on the counter and you retake your earlier position in between his legs. 

“You ready to do it all again baby?”

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“Sit still” 

“I can't,” James says in almost a whine.

The boys had asked you to do their makeup for the Halloween party Marlene was throwing. You had all your boys sit on the bathroom counter while you stood in between their legs. 

Remus sat still the entire time, to be fair his make up only included some black face paint making triangles around his eyes and some black lipstick making his smirk more noticeable. 

Sirius surprisingly also stayed pretty still. He's used to you doing his makeup and sat still as long as you agreed to kiss him after every step and have Remus hold his hand as somewhat of a reward. His makeup was black smudged eyeliner with shiny dark red lipstick. He wanted to be some sort of seductive pirate. 

James on the other hand just wouldn't stop wiggling.

“James, baby, I love you but if you move one more time I might just leave you here with a half done face of makeup” 

his pout makes you question your choice of words. You have tried everything from putting on a show behind you to kissing him after each step like you do with Sirius. But James isn't Sirius, he's James and James needs to move. 

James wanted the most complicated look of all. He wanted the skeleton makeup look that Tate Langdon wore in American Horror Story. Doing this look on Remus would have been difficult in itself but on James? You really had your work cut out. 

“Alright, new strategy!” you yell out after almost stabbing James’ eye with the brush you were using when he jerked his head to the side to see what Sirius was doing. 

“Sirius,” He turns to you immediately looking at you with his puppy eyes waiting for instruction. He's adorable, you thought to yourself quickly.

“You go stand on the far wall of the bedroom”

“Yes ma’am," he replies, doing a soldier's salute on his way out of the bathroom.

“Remus,”

He looks up from the book he's reading,

“Yes, love?”

“Can you lay on the bed for me?”

“M’kay” he hums and he leans over your shoulder and places a light kiss on your cheek and a kiss on James's forehead on the way out.

“Now, James”

The poor boy just looked confused now, wondering why his boyfriends had been ordered to leave the bathroom. You find the crease between his eyebrows incredibly endearing. 

“I’m going to set a timer for 3:00 minutes and do as much makeup as I can. You can play with my rings while I do it, just try your hardest to stay still. After the three minutes are done I want you to get up, run to the bedroom, go give Sirius a big kiss anywhere you see fit.”  You see his eyes sparkle up with mischief  “not that”  “And then I want you to flop down onto the bed give Remus a hug and a kiss and then come back here and sit back up on the counter and give me a kiss. Sound good baby?”

James was already bouncing in his seat, already wanting to go do his new task. Seeing that you caved and said

“Why don't you go do a practice round real quick?”

“Can you time me please?”

“Of course baby”

With the confirmation he dashes out of the bathroom and promptly  jumps onto Sirius who lets out a “hmph” in response to getting the breath knocked out of him. James decided to give him a big wet kiss right on the cheek and he pops off with a comical smooching sound. Right when he's done he runs to Remus, who is already bracing himself to be jumped on, and he flops down right on top of him.

James looked down at Remus with a lovesick expression and whispered a soft “Hi”

Remus just giggled and replied with a soft “Hey baby” although that's all that he could get out before James smothers him in kisses from his forehead down to his collarbones.

He must have remembered he was being timed at some point because he jumped up off the bed and ran full speed at you. You're a giggling mess before he even reaches you, and then when he does reach you he quickly grabs your waist and one of your arms, twirls you (yes he actually twirls you like you were in a romcom) then he dips you down and kisses you. A sweet long kiss that makes your head spin and frankly you're surprised that your legs haven't given out because of it. 

When he pulls away your brain is fuzzy and you feel so full of love you might just melt in his arms. He moves to sit back up on the counter and you retake your earlier position in between his legs. 

“You ready to do it all again baby?”

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[hobie-enthusiast]

totally real req and totally not based off anything you just said but you should totally write hobie making out w a trans male reader and calling them pretty boy totally mhm

totally an actual req mhm mhm it fs isn’t based off anything you just said nope that would be crazy

-🫓

PRETTY LITTLE KISSES !

— hobie brown x transmasc!reader

— comfort and fluff, making out, transmasc reader, dysphoria, kinda suggestive, petnames (sweetheart, love, my boy, pretty boy, handsome), hobie asking for consent cuz he loves that, hobie has a tongue piercing, hobie also calls reader a boy, reader has self-image issues

— a rather dysphoric day prompts hobie to let you know just how he sees you

— 🫓 anon giving me an excuse to write whats on my mind 🫶

You had a long day.

Of course, you always had these days. But this one was particularly harsh. Nothing looked right about yourself in your eyes. You nitpicked at every little feature you despised, that made you look feminine.

And even when you weren’t criticizing yourself in the mirror, you lied in bed, crying about those features. Curled up in a ball with your legs to your chest, alone in your bed.

You voted against messaging Hobie about it. He probably was out saving the city like usual. He was the most amazing guy in the world, and he happened to be your boyfriend. You really couldn’t understand why.

Someone as charming and as cool as him could get anyone he wanted. You knew that.

Night fell, and you were lying in bed, staring at the wall in front of you. Your face was dried with tears by now. But any other thoughts of it would definitely make you cry again. Any reminder would push you back over the edge.

Hobie, meanwhile, opened the door to the apartment, walking in and setting his guitar to the side. “[Name], swee’heart, ‘m back.” He called out.

He expected that to get your attention, as it normally did. But it didn’t. Confused, he walked towards your shared bedroom, opening the door to see your body curled up in the corner. His eyes widened for a moment when he sees the state you’re in. And he feels terrible.

“Oh han’some..” He cooed as you turned over and sat up, face a mess. He made his way to you, sitting on the bed as his thumb runs over your cheek. “Wha’ happened?”

You glance down, sniffling. “It’s nothin’. I’m being stupid.”

“No no, tell me what happened.” He insists, holding your hands in his own.

You debate on if you should explain your troubles. You knew Hobie would never judge you for it, but you felt weak. Would he even know how to help? This isn’t something he has to experience.

“I feel.. horrible.” You start, body drooping down. “I don’t look exactly how I want, like a boy. Maybe I was stupid for transitioning, I don’t know. But I feel like I’m pretending. Undeserving. It sounds stupid, I know..”

Hobie shakes his head, rubbing your shoulder. “Hey now, ‘s not stupid. ‘s okay..” He whispers in a comforting tone. “Those are valid feelin’s. And ‘s okay ‘f tha’s got ya down.”

His words go through your head, but you still feel terrible. He was kind enough to comfort you. You appreciated that. It just didn’t feel like it was helping.

But he continued his words anyways.

“But you are a boy, swee’heart. ‘s how you feel and that shows. You’re so bloody han’some, and ‘m sorry that ya felt this way all day.” He says.

You sigh, glancing up at him. “But it’s pathetic. The way I let this get me down. It shouldn’t.”

“Love, ‘s normal to feel this way.”

“It just.. doesn’t feel like that to me Hobie.” You whisper, body slumping down against the headboard.

Hobie took this as his moment to climb above you, raising your chin to meet his eye. He knows you need reassurance right now, you feel terrible. He had to be the one to give it to you. And boy would he.

“This okay..?” He questions gently. When he sees your nod, he leans in closely. “I think ‘ur the mos’ han’some boy in th’ world. Ya don’t think ‘m a liar, do ya?”

Before you could protest, he closes the gap between the two of you, capturing your lips in his own. Hobie Brown has a way of captivating you, distracting you from any bad feeling. And this was it. Pulling you close to him as he lets his lips dance with yours.

One kiss turns into two, which turns into Hobie pulling you into him, to a more heated session. His hands roam your body as his lips work wonders on yours. He’s got you right where he wants you, and is not going to let you go. Working to help you forget all your previous worries.

He pulls away for a moment, noticing the red tint decorating your cheeks and swollen lips. He takes his thumb, running it down your lips. “My pre’ty boy.. so fuckin’ han’some.”

Hobie’s words make your cheeks even redder, embarrassment flushing through your body. He knows how to reassure you, that his words go above and beyond for you. That much is shown in how shyly you glance away, avoiding his gaze.

“Ah ah, eyes on me when ‘m takin’ to ya, han’some.”

Well shit. He’s got you now.

And he knows he does, the smirk on his face growing. “My han’some boyfriend.. such a pre’ty boy.. can’t ‘ave him thinkin’ he’s any less, yeah?”

Without time to respond again, he dives back into your kiss, this time asking for entrance into your mouth. His piercing already feels so cool on your lips, quite the contrast to your hot cheeks. He loves this feeling, it’s so insanely addictive.

Once you let him slide his tongue in, you’re in absolute bliss. Hobie knows what he’s doing. His movements are meticulous and calculated, allowing your mouth to feel the smooth metal of his tongue piercing. He was driving you insane on purpose. And he’s eating up every moment of it.

Hobie wanted you to forget any doubts you had of yourself. If he could take them away, he would. But for now, he settles for making you forget, giving you something else to obsess over. It’s the least he can do.

Large hands find home on your hips as he rubs circles on them, drawing out any sounds he can get from you. Drawn out whimpers and moans that show you’re enjoying this. To show that he’s doing something right. That you felt amazing right now.

And you give him just that.

“Mm.. there it is.” He muses, ego through the roof. “Such a pre’ty boy, makin’ pre’ty sounds.”

“Hobie..”

He shushes you quietly, hands continuing their motions. “‘s true. You’re s’ han’some, ‘m so fuckin’ lucky. You know that?”

You fein silence, embarrassment seeping through you with Hobie’s words. He always thought so highly of you, you couldn’t see what he did. But hearing it from him, the effortlessly cool punk who chose you, was so insanely comforting.

Hobie was the best thing to happen to you. All your insecurities seem to come to a halt whenever he reassures you, using his words and voice to remind you of how valid you are. He has a way with words, one that you wouldn’t trade for the world.

“C’mon swee’heart. You look like ‘ur thinkin’.” Hobie pulls you from your thoughts, planting gentle kisses on your jaw. “Wh‘s on your mind?” He questions.

You smile softly, hands placing themselves on his arms. “Just thinking.. ‘bout how grateful I am for you.”

“Oh? Are ya now?” He smiles as he brings his head back up to stare at you.

Your hands move to his cheeks. “Yeah. With everything you do for me, ‘m the luckiest person in the world.”

Hobie couldn’t help but smile softly at your words, ruffling your hair. “Of course. You’re my boy.” He said in a loving tone, caressing your cheek. “Neve’ gonna le’ ya think any less, ‘kay?”

You nod carefully as you plant another kiss on his lips. After, you leaned your head on his shoulder, basking in the comfort of his presence. Yeah, Hobie would never let you feel like this without some sort of comfort.

Not on his watch.

#NEW ARTICLE || OUT NOW !! #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #atsv x reader #atsv #atsv hobie

[gnwkiss]

﹒⪩ LONG TALKS AND STRAWBERRY SHAKES ⪨﹒

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

IN WHICH, date night with our lovelicky

GENRE, fluff

WARNINGS, mild language

requested by anon!

note, i hope you all enjoy this! and thank you so much for all the support recently!

It was a Friday night, which meant study time for you since finals were coming up and you were very stressed, to say the least. You were just finishing up a practice problem when you heard your front door open, pausing your music, you got up. You quietly began to open your door when a bleach-blonde boy beat you to it. You let out a big breath, that you didn't even know you were holding once you saw him. You jokingly pushed him, “Ricky seriously? I thought you were coming to kill me.” His face lit up in a smile and brought you close.

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have your door unlocked next time.” He gave you a look, you swore you locked it when you came home but who knows? He sighed, “I missed you.” And gave you his heart-melting smile and loving eyes. He finally brought you in for a kiss, it was slow, both of you trying to make up for all the time you’ve been apart, but not trying to rush it cause there was no need to. You both broke apart and there was a small smile on your face, one on his too. “Wow, 2 years together and I still make you blush that easy?” You covered up your face embarrassed, because it truly was, he shouldn’t be able to make you feel this way with something so simple. He began to protest and after much struggle, got your hands off your face and kissed you again, and again, all over.

You finally got free of this menace once you pushed him onto your bed, “Now you leave me alone, I have to finish studying then I’m all yours, promise.” He got up quickly and finally remembered why he was there.

“Oh no you’re not, why do you think I’d be here so late? I’m forcing you to take a break, and we also haven’t been on a date in a while and I personally think it’s the perfect night for strawberry milkshakes?” You couldn’t resist him with the way he was looking at you, you just couldn’t. He looked at you like you were all the stars in the universe and he was mesmerized by you, which he truly was, he’s never loved someone as much as he does you. It was a new thing for Ricky, but he’d give you the world, or the whole solar system if you truly asked for it. 

“Fine, let me change real quick, you’ll be fine for like 4 minutes right?” His face lit up, he didn’t think you’d actually agree. He shook his head excitedly and practically ran out of your room, to give you privacy. 

You found Rick on the couch looking at his phone when you were done, he was shaking his leg like he was nervous. “What’s got you so worked up?” You sat next to him and faced him. He jumped at your presence.

“Hm? Oh! Nothing…” You looked at him worried and took his hand in yours. 

“Baby, seriously what it is?” His face changed to a sad one.

“It’s just… the milkshake shop is closed tonight, I’m sorry I didn’t know.” His face looked like the sad face emoji, quite literally ☹️. You laughed at how cute your boyfriend was. 

“That’s what's got you so down?” He shook his head. “Ricky, sweetie, you know there’s another one like 5 minutes from ours, right?” He was dumbfounded, he couldn’t believe he just acted like that over a milkshake shop when there was another one.

“Oh, well then what are we waiting on, let's go!” He got up quickly and took your hands and practically dragged you to his car, almost forgetting to lock your door. 

The two of you sat in comfortable silence on the drive to the shop. Soft music playing, you had your window rolled down and was laying on the door watching the scenery pass by. Ricky wanted to watch you and how pretty you looked with the city lights shining on your face and the slight wind blowing through your hair, he thought you looked gorgeous.

 You were both pulled out of your tranced when Ricky pulled up to the bright and colorful shop. He got our first and quickly went to open your door before you could even unbuckle. You slightly laughed at his romantic antics and reached for the hand he held out for you. He pulled you in close as it was a little chilly, and he doesn’t want you to be cold. When you stepped into the store a worker greeted you and you greeted them back. Ricky wrapped his arms around your shoulders as you both looked at what milkshakes they had and when your eyes both landed on strawberry, you smiled at each other, perfect. “Go sit, I’ll get the drinks, okay?” You nodded and went to go find a booth somewhere in a corner. Surprisingly this place was busy for it being night time. Once you found a good one, you sat down but were taken aback by how cold the vinyl was and it caused you to shiver. Ricky saw that, shaking his head, he took off his grey jacket and handed it to you. You took it with mild protest and thanked him. He scooted next to you and quickly took your hand, which was ice cold. “Y/n, your hands are freezing, are you sick?” He began feeling your entire body and placing his hand on your forehead. Shaking your head you removed his hands from you and held them, “Ricky, we’re in an ice cream parlor… it’s freezing in here.” 

“Right… yeah totally. I mean I’m not cold, but okay.” Just as you were gonna complain about his antic, a waiter brought your milkshakes out.

“Two strawberry milkshakes with rainbow sprinkles.” He smiled at you two and left after thanking him. Ricky began to ask about school once you both got comfortable.

“It’s okay, I guess, just stressful.” You said carefully drinking your shake, even talking about school made you stressed and Ricky caught on.

“So there’s a new Spiderman Movie coming out, Gyu and Yujin want us to go since they know you like Spiderman.” The thought of Ricky’s friends knowing that about you and you didn’t even tell them made you smile to yourself. I mean it’s not like you thought Ricky never talked about you, but actually getting confirmation made you feel all giddy. 

“Oh yeah? And how would they know that, Hm?” He almost choked on his drink once you said that. His reaction was enough to perfectly confirm it.

“I mean everyone likes Spiderman, so just a guess, I guess.” He tried to play it off cool, but very much failed, by how much his voice wavered. 

You both sat there talking about whatever for about an hour or so. Just as you were finishing up your drink, you yawned. “Are you tired, Love? We can leave?” No sleepily shook your head, “No, no, I’m fine Ricky. What were you saying about the new choreo?” He sighed annoyingly but continued anyways.  

Another 30 minutes pass and you can barely keep your eyes open, “Okay, yeah, Y/n I’m taking you home. Come on.” You nod and get up lazily and walk to the car. In a matter of seconds of you laying your head down, you were out. Ricky laughed at how pretty you managed to look while sleeping. He brushed the hair out of your eyes before taking off back to your dorm. 

Ricky softly shook you awake once you arrived, “Love, hey, we’re home.” You got out of the car and he walked you up to your door. When you unlocked it and looked back at him, he looked like he was saying goodnight, but you stopped him.

“Stay the night?” You didn’t have to ask him twice. He nodded, maybe a little too eagerly, which caused you to smile. He followed you like a puppy as you went into your room and started searching for clothes he’s left here countless other times. Once you were both changed into more comfy clothes you laid down and laid on his chest. He kissed your head.

“Goodnight y/n, I love you.” He held you close, almost like you were gonna disappear by morning. He was waiting for a response, but your soft snoring said enough.

#ricky x reader #shen ricky #kpop smau #zb1 ricky #zb1 x reader #smau #zerobaseone #zerobaseone x reader

[ash-arts-but-sinful]

Bro how do u feel P would act w a shy lover,, like I love physical contact whether it’s sexual or not but I will not for the life of me initiate it, i get way too embarassed 😭 I love what everyone writes abt P but I can never fully imagine it happening bc I’m not one to take charge at all 💔💔💔 he’s so pretty I love him holy shit!!!

Also how have u been doing?? :3 I’m so excited for the DLC and sequel I can’t wait for more Pino content

I’m working real hard on my AU notes, art, and the discord stuff which is why I’ve been so quiet here, sorry about that! But I am SO EXCITED FOR THE DLC I WANT MORE OF MY BOY I’M ON MY KNEES MAN I’M AAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH- because of the art work I’m wondering if we’ll be eaten by a whale or something cause that a lot of ships???

Yes, I am in pretty much the same boat as you anon so I’ll try to do us both Justice 🫡

Despite being with him for a while you can’t help your shy nature, especially when it comes to him. Sure, when he gets back from his excursions in Krat you’ll fret over him, make sure he’s okay and unharmed, but no matter how much you want to sweep him into your arms you just can’t do it.

You’ve confided in Sofia about it before and she, of course, suggested you just tell him. Everybody knew Pinocchio wasn’t the best with social cues, not yet anyway, but once he’s told what’s what he catches on fast. So, you listen to Sophia because, as ironic as it is, honesty is the best policy in this moment.

It’s easy to track him down, an embarassed apology spilling from your lips as you explain your problem. “I would love to give you affection, but the my shyness wins over too often to count.” He listens intently as he always does and you finish your rambling off with a hesitant, “Does that makes sense?”

He nods, you heave a sigh of relief.

From then on Pinocchio is there to initiate almost any form of affection, truly taking what you said to heart. It’s clear very fast that he’s either been asking Venigni for advice or he’s been reading through the romance section of the library because by the time he’s leaving again your hand is in his and pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles as he gives his farewell. It leaves you red faced as you stutter out your own goodbye.

When he returns he doesn’t hesitate to sweep you into his arms, hugging you tightly and spinning you in a quick circle before placing you gently back down.

On more than one ocassion he’s snuck up behind you and wrapped you into a tight hug, pressing you firmly into chest and nuzzling his face into your hair. He’s also managed to scare the life out of you when he does it which always results in apologetic butterfly kisses.

Speaking of kisses, everytime Pinocchio kisses you it never fails to leave you flustered. On the brightside, it’s never a surprised so you’re always fully prepared when his cool lips gently press to yours. The cherry on top? Everytime you part you can gaze into his beautiful blue eyes as looks at you with all the love the world.

#hope this is okay I’ve been writing like I’m a game dev for the past months so I had to change writing styles #sfw #lies of p #pinocchio x reader #pinocchio #anon

[moodymisty]

Hi again! After reading your latest Wrecker multi-chapter fic, you got me down bad for the bestest big boy of the GAR ❤️‍🔥 if you’re looking for ideas, maybe a little one-shot of the reader trying to surprise wrecker by painting a little Lula on the inside of his armor somewhere so that he can always carry him with her on missions, or something along those lines? And as always, keep up the amazing work. I’m always so excited when I see you on my dashboard 🤍🤍🤍

- Helmet Anon 🤍

Author’s note: -punches your frequent flyer card- Welcome to the Wreckerwives!! I'm just glad people are enjoying my content for the biggest bestest boy. This is so sweet and cute;; I thank you for feeding me with fluff in my time of need. I needed some fluffies with my big boy.

Relationships: Wrecker/Fem!Reader (only because of one usage of 'pretty girl')

Warnings: Fluff fluff and more fluff, Post-Order 66, Wrecker being best boy, The tiniest tiniest amount of self doubt from reader

The visor stares back with an unfeeling tinted glare, helmet far too wide for your hands to fully wrap around. The texture of scratches, dents, and dirt rub against your palms, having only just been handed it seconds ago.

"You sure? I thought that painting armor was special and all that to you guys? At least that's what I heard Hunter say once."

Wrecker throws out a nonchalant hand, watching as you hold his helmet in your hands while looking up at him. He's leaning against the wall right next to the refresher door, arms loosely crossed over his chest.

"Ehhh it is to some, but I don't care about it that much. I ain't good at any of that delicate work anyways. Have at it." Wrecker reaches a hand out and squishes your cheek, earning a clap to the arm to get him to quit it even though you're smiling.

"You're the artsy one anyways. I know you'll do a good job."

Ever since Wrecker had got into an extremely bad firefight, his already weathered armor had sustained significant damage; Enough so that a few pieces had taken some heavy wear and tear. The other pieces also had paint chipping and peeling off in significant chunks, leaving the armor heavily battered.

The orange paint is barely visible, from how much it's been scratched at and burnt away. Even after washing it clean, you barely had to scrub in order to have a decent enough surface to paint over.

Having taken all of his armor off to sleep for the night, He piles it all by the foot of his bunk for you to easily get to.

"Don't worry; I'll do my best." Adjusting his helmet in your grip so it's less awkward and unsure, you smile up at him. "Now get some sleep, big guy."

Needless to say he was already planning on it; Though he still has one more thing to check off his list before he turns in for the night.

Leaning down to your level Wrecker quickly swoops in for a kiss on the cheek and then your lips, his large still gloved hand cupping your jawline.

"Don't stay up to late, gorgeous." You'll try not to, but you give no real promise. You want to get this all done tonight so it has time to dry.

And... It's something productive for you to do.

Watching as he hauls himself into his bunk you grab his chestplate with your other hand, taking them both into the cockpit. Tech is sitting in the pilot's seat working on something with his datapad, though looks away from it when you speak up.

"I'll take the first watch; Since I have some work to do." Tech looks to Wrecker's armor in your hands, and rises to his feet before nodding.

"Very well. Be sure to wake Hunter or I when you require rest."

You note how he doesn't say Echo; More than likely because he gets so little rest to begin with, everyone wants to let him take this rare lull in action to recharge.

Tech leaves you in the cockpit alone, going to get some rest himself while you gather some supplies. You find the orange paint they'd originally used to recolor their armor, along with some black and red, and a few paint brushes; Though they're from when they many rotations ago painted the outside of the Marauder. It's easy enough to cut the bristles on one of them to work for smaller lines, though it hurts the inner artist in you to do so. But it must be done.

Taking your supplies back to the cockpit you hunker down in the co-pilot's seat, putting your things on the control panel while setting his helmet at your feet. His chestplate stays in your hands, before you sit down and look it over.

Sometimes it's weird, not seeing the red. It was the color you had always associated them with. But things change, so you dip your brush in some paint and begin to work.

As you do, you can hear the little sounds of some wildlife still awake in the forest, but are too scared to enter the clearing you're currently landed in. Apart from some little flying creatures, which briefly land on the nose of the ship and give you a look, just catching your shape thanks to the dim lights of the control panel before taking off again.

Other than that, it's almost completely quiet. Wrecker and Tech aren't even snoring. You keep painting, brushing over the barely visible lines to form newer, brighter ones. They still aren't clean, this paint is old and thick and you know it'll all get torn to shreds anyways, but you still try to keep a steady hand.

Though maybe Hunter has been up this whole time, or more time has passed than you've thought, as not long after you sit his chestplate down to dry on the ground, you hear the soft sounds of Hunter's feet coming up into the cockpit.

"Hard at work?"

With his hand resting on the back of the seat he peers over your shoulder, watching your hand at work as you sit crosslegged. Wrecker's helmet is now in your lap, tucked snugged between your thighs as you gently paint over the damage. He's not in any of his armor either; His hair slightly more messy than usual.

"Try trying to earn my keep." You smile up at Hunter, watching his face change.

It's, not exactly a secret to Hunter that you've had some self worth issues as of late. You've felt as if you don't contribute enough, at least not to the extent that you feel you 'should'. Wrecker knows as well and tries to cheer you up, but sometimes it still eats at you.

"You know you don't have to do that, right?" Rolling your eyes, you dunk the brush in your paint tin.

"It was just a joke, Hunter. Don't worry." Hunter seems to let it go, though more than likely because he can't find the right words to say.

"You should turn in; It's going to be sunrise soon." Taking your brush from the container of paint, you shake your head and begin another line.

"I still have a bit left to do; I'll wake you up when I'm done." He nods, turning and walking presumably back to his bunk. Still a little while longer to catch some sleep. Meanwhile it's only a few more strokes of paint before you're finished with the helmet, putting the paintbrush in the container again.

With the two largest pieces down, the others should each be pretty quick. You just need to go grab them, slipping off the seat and putting the helmet on the control panel before leaving the cockpit.

Wrecker's arm is draped off the side of the bunk, him sleeping on his stomach face smushed into the pillow. Being such a sound sleeper you can take the rest of the armor pieces you need to paint back with you, without so much as a stir from him.

Sitting back down in your seat with them in your lap you rub your eye, before picking up the brush.

Piece by piece you work, every now and again looking up to see the sky still the same starry night. It's impressive how much the stars and moons illuminate, given it's the only light outside. All of the Marauder's exterior lights are off, leaving only one or two internal ones.

Sitting another piece on the ground you keep working, rubbing your eye again with the back of your hand. You can't tell how quickly you're working, but you've at least been fast enough that by the time you're almost done there's still no sign of daylight, glancing up at the front viewport as you slouch over the final piece.

You hold the little piece of armor in your hand, looking it over.

There's little scratches on it, and they morph together to almost look like Lula with the blurriness of your tired eyes. And since it's a bit of a free canvas, you decide to paint over the scratches an actual image of Lula, with what limited palette you have.

Once it's done, you can't help but smile at it. It's a bit silly and rudimentary, but it's cute. One ear flops a little more downward than the other, and the eyes seem a little crooked. It's sloppy, but cute. They way it's making you smile almost makes your cheeks hurt. You paint a few little hearts around it just for fun, before sitting the piece down. You just have the last handplate left to do, and it's only a small little line.

It should only take a minute or two, as you lean your back against the seat; chin on your collarbone as you look down. Your brush flops onto the piece lazily, shaking a little as you yawn. Even though your eyes are heavy and tired, you only have this left.

Only a few more minutes, then you can go sleep...

...

"Hey, Hey..."

Your body suddenly jerks, looking to see Wrecker at your side. His hand is on your left shoulder, as he looks down on you. Everything feels so different, you only remember resting your eyes for a moment.

"You fell asleep here, pretty girl. Why didn't you wake up Hunter or Tech?"

Leaning forward you feel your back groan in pain, having been slouched in such an awkward angle for at least a few hours. Your body complains even more so when you stand, letting out a wide yawn.

"I was trying to finish everything up; I must've fallen asleep right when I got done." You can hear rustling around in the background and the sounds of talking; The more smooth voice is clearly Tech, while it sounds like he's talking to Echo. You can't figure out what they're saying, more of your attention is on Wrecker; Who's voice raises even louder as he looks over your handiwork. Tossing his helmet around in his hands he looks it over, a wide smile on his face.

"It looks perfect! I knew you'd be able to do it." Even if you're still sleepy you still quickly reciprocate his kiss; Him covering your lips with so much eagerness he almost pushes your head back. Wrecker always gives the sloppiest, most lovable kisses. When he pulls away, you point downward at the small armor pieces.

"Look underneath the hand plate." Wrecker lifts it up off the floor, and sees the little Lula painted underneath.

"There were some scratches on it that were shaped like Lula; And... I thought you might like to always have her around." The way his face brightens more than it already always is makes you smile; His positivity is always contagious.

Hand still holding the little armor piece he moves to grab your bottom, lifting you off the ground high enough to put you right at head height with him. His leans his head forward to give you a kiss, feeling the way your hands wrap around his jaw. You can feel his growing stubble on your palms, as he eagerly kisses you before pulling away.

"I'll always have 'er around, and you too. Since I know you made it."

He loves the way you smile at him and you lean in to kiss his cheek, swaying you in his grasp and listening to you laugh.

"Are you ready to- woah!"

Pulling your lips away from Wrecker you look over your shoulder and see Hunter having dodged your swaying legs, that were bent at the knee.

"Oh gods, sorry Hunter!" He smiles before noticing your mess of supplies by the co-pilot's seat, and remembers the night before.

"Have you been in here all night?" Your arms around Wrecker's neck still, you nod.

"Yeah; I kind of fell asleep sitting up right before the sun started rising." Hunter sighs. He'd told you to get some sleep, but he really shouldn't be surprised you didn't listen.

"We're leaving in a bit. Go try and get some rest beforehand." Wrecker gently puts you back on the ground, giving Hunter a joking salute in response to his gentle command.

You won't exactly complain, as you still feel horribly tired even with the small amount of poor rest you'd gotten. Sleeping in the proper position on Wrecker's bunk will be more than a decent improvement over the co-pilot's seat.

Wrecker shadows you the whole way, and to your surprise, decides to join you for your nap instead of helping his brothers.

"They're going to yell at you for being lazy, you know." Even if you're trying to convince him to get up you still wrap your arm around him, pressing your body close against his side.

"Awful lot of talking for someone that should be napping..." He's so warm, you're eyes stay close as you let out a little groan at him. His arm that you're using as a pillow wraps around you more, pulling you even closer to him.

You think he says something else, and even lets out a chuckle, but you're too far falling into sleep to respond.

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[azures-bazar]

Hey was just wondering if you could do an Arthur x reader and Arthur being in the saloon and his wife is also there and the guys he’s with are teasing him about how single he is and Arthur’s like bet I can get the girl to leave with me and there like there is no way in hell that woman would leave with you but she’s his wife and Arthur downs his drink and walks up to his wife like hello gorgeous, how would you like to ride home on a real cowboy I got a six pack of cold ones and my roomie is out all night so you can scream my name as loud as you need to sugar and they walk out together and everyone’s gobs smacked and the readers like will you just stop and tell people I’m your wife and Arthur’s like nah I love the surprise on there faces when the see a beautiful woman like you wants to date me plz

Lonesome Pretty Boy 

Hello there anon, and thank you for this request ! I wrote this shot by night (again), please don’t mind my awful mistakes ! I loved the plot btw !

I hope you'll like it ! I kinda struggled with the teasing lol

Arthur Morgan x Female!Reader 

Word count : 2.6k

Short summary : Sometimes, Arthur likes impressing folks around him, not usually being able to score with women. But tonight, this woman is you. 

A/Note : set relationship - Arthur is married to Reader 

Tags : chapter 2, Arthur being flirty af, Roger Clark’s intimate voice lines with horses inspiration, teasing, cute nicknames

Oh, finally ! Dutch had finally decided to give Arthur some sort of day off for him to relax ! Morgan did not get the chance to have a break for weeks, and Sean’s rescue party was just a very quick glimpse of what some rest and carelessness could feel like. Just a day off, away from the rest of the gang, away from chores, away from endless requests from Strauss or Grimshaw, from Swanson’s drunkenness, Uncle’s complaints about his lumbago… or Sean’s overall presence. Just one day off felt like an entire holiday for Arthur. You two headed to Smithfield’s saloon in Valentine, Arthur wanted to be with you, to enjoy his rare free time by your side. You had even chosen your best gown for this occasion !

You had been a member of the gang for a long while already. It felt like ages, especially since you could remember welcoming a teenage Mary-Beth and lend her your old clothes. Arthur’s relationship with had always been quite peculiar, to say the least. He had displayed evident signs of attraction since the very first day you stepped foot in camp, with Dutch firmly holding you by the shoulders. He had stumbled upon you as you were on your way to a prison, while a couple of "old rich degenerates", as he called them, were begging the sheriff to hang you. The cause of their complaints ? Ten dollars you had stolen from that old man’s pocket to buy yourself some food after not being able to eat anything but grass for days. Living in the streets was no easy thing, especially when you were a young woman at the mercy of these men surrounding you, whether they were good or bad. 

Arthur had welcomed you wide-open arms, offering you one of his old mattresses and blankets for you not to be cold. He had willingly asked Dutch to watch over you and had spent a few weeks taking care of your wellbeing. He had watched you swallow Pearson’s stew in one go after starving for days, drink gallons of coffee, caress the new clothes Grimshaw had given you, enjoying its soft fabric after being mostly used to torn jeans and dirty shirts.

"It’s for me ?" you had asked 

"Of course, dear." Grimshaw had chuckled. "We can get you more clothes if you like, I just need to tell Dutch."

"No, that's alright." 

What made Arthur fall for you was most certainly the way you held yourself and your beautiful facial features he could not help but gaze at for endless minutes. He was not good at expressing his feelings, feeling awkward most of the time. But, after a few months, you felt like the two of you had known each other for years. A few kisses and many wild nights in bed after his very first move towards you, Arthur had proposed to you under a large oak tree… and you would have been a fool to say no to these beautiful puppy eyes and soft smile. 

You had been married for months already, the gang was aware of it. People did not ask about what you were doing when Arthur’s tent flaps were closed, or why the two of you would not get straight back to camp after a successful robbery. You had been with Dutch during the Blackwater Ferry Heist and had nearly died while escaping the city, which led Arthur to become even more protective towards you, being awfully traumatised after watching you bleed from your numerous wounds. This was mostly why he wanted you to go to the saloon with him. He wanted to have you nearby, close enough for him to feel alright, to be sure you were safe. 

"Take a seat, sweetheart." Arthur told you as you two walking into the saloon. "I’m gonna get us something to drink." 

You sat at a nearby table while Arthur went to the counter to order some whiskey for the two of you, one shot for him, and a bottle to share with you. Three fellers were talking about women beside him, he found himself listening to their conversation. One of them was married and was proud enough to boast about it, while the other two kept lamenting on the overall absence of women in their lives. Indeed, after spotting Arthur so close to them, waiting alone at the counter for his whiskey, they quickly reacted. 

"Hey you, pretty boy." one of them said 

Arthur lifted his head up, glancing at these three men near him, frowning a little. He absolutely hated being called pretty boy, you were mostly the only person who could call him such… without him grumbling about it. Whenever you would mention his handsomeness, Arthur would quickly blush and attempt hiding his face by tilting his hat forward for you not to spot his reaction… and this was probably the most adorable thing he would do on a daily basis, along with smiling at you when you were getting dressed.

"Yeah, you, cowboy." that same man restarted. "No woman by your arm tonight ?"

"That ain't your business, partner." Arthur answered with a smirk 

"Can’t be easy to be a lonesome pretty boy, ain’t it ?" the married man laughed. "With all these women around..."

"Them women are too great for a dusty cowboy." another one laughed. "You ain’t gonna get a nice catch tonight." 

What this man told Arthur almost felt challenging, if not rather funny. He did not mind them telling him about all the dust covering him… it was somewhat true. Despite having washed himself earlier this evening, the ride to Valentine’s saloon did not help him staying clean, especially considering its muddy streets. Arthur approached these men while placing his hands on his gun belt. He was a few inches taller than them, but they did not mind. 

"I’d get all ‘em women on a plate if I wanted." one of them smiled. "All of them."

"That’s why you still ain’t got a wife, Henry." the married man sighed 

"Ain’t you a smart one, feller." Arthur sighed, patting so-called Henry’s shoulder. "Go get your chance with a prostitute, maybe you won’t finish your night alone."

"I bet you’ll do the same. Prostitutes are a better catch than a nice woman for a man like you." 

Arthur’s eyes widened as he quickly glanced around, noticing you were still reading your book. He could remember Hosea offering it to you following Sean’s party, you could not take your eyes away from it. He laughed a little as these men started joking around, still not feeling comfortable about them teasing him. He looked at his whiskey-filled glass and sighed, turning his head back to those three men, ready to prove them wrong by getting a nice catch tonight. 

"Well, ‘bet I can get that girl right here." Arthur said, pointing toward you

"That one ?" the married man asked, looking at you. "With the nice gown ?"

"No way." Henry laughed. "Look at her, she’s dressed so well ! She’s too good for you, you’re just a dusty cowboy."

"Let’s see that." 

Arthur gulped down his whiskey in one go, carefully taking two glasses and another bottle to your table while smirking at the group of men nearby. It felt like a challenge, something fun to do. He could still hear them talk behind him, mostly excited and amazed by this sudden courage Arthur displayed. Had it been with another woman, Arthur would have remained alone all night long.

"Hello there gorgeous." he said in the most flirtatious way 

"Arthur ?" you turned your head up as you noticed him leaning on one of the wooden columns near the table

"Would you like some whiskey ?" 

"Sure." 

Arthur did not dare sitting next to you, feeling that these three fellers laughing at the counter would spot his sham. One single mistake and this scam would be over. He handled you the glass, causing you to rise from your seat and stand beside him, gently placing your small book inside your leather satchel Pearson had crafted for you. Arthur kept smiling, tilting his hat a little as you blushed. He had never been this confident with you, despite the two of you were married for a while already ! 

"Ain’t you such a beauty, m’lady."

"Arthur, what’s going on ?" 

"It’s a shame to see you alone tonight." 

You raised your eyebrows, felling quite confused by his peculiar speech and overall attitude. You had known Arthur for a while to get to understand his psychology and flaws, noting his self-hate and disgust towards his appearance which was, for a vast majority of people, absolutely amazing. Everyone you met, aside from people who owed money to Strauss and who got beaten up by Arthur, for instance, genuinely thought he was a very handsome man, healthy and well-built, with a rather friendly face. Arthur never felt confident enough with anyone, and the night he had asked you out to propose to you almost felt like a miracle. 

"Why are you acting like this ?" you asked. "Just… sit down, you’re making me nervous."

"Well, Miss, would you like a ride on a real cowboy ?" Arthur said, pouring some whiskey in your glass while looking straight into your eyes 

"What ?"

"I've got a large box filled with cold beers at home, you know." 

"Sorry ?"

Your eyes widened as you did not understand what was going on, and why Arthur was behaving the way he did. Riding on a cowboy ? What did he try to asl you ? You spent a few seconds trying to process the meaning of his sentence as Arthur bent over your shoulder and gently bit your earlobe, causing you to shiver. His breath so close to your skin made you feel great, but the way he just came to you like this was quite suspicious. Just like Jack behaving like an angel with Abigail in order to hide the truth after messing around, Arthur’s overall attitude at the moment made you feel like he was hiding something. 

"Oh, and my housemate is out all night…" he whispered so intimately, causing you to smile a little, and leading men to suddenly stop talking

"Arthur." you chuckled. "What the hell is wrong with you ?" 

"Don’t worry, you’ll be able to scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar." 

You chuckled louder after taking a sip of your whiskey. Arthur had tried many nicknames with you, but both "sugar" and "gorgeous" were the ones he had never used. In fact, Arthur mostly called you sweetheart or dove, believing these sweet nicknames were suiting you enough for him to nearly forget your real name at some point. 

"So, gonna let me take home home ?" Arthur smirked. 

"We’ve only been here for a few minutes !" 

"This ain’t a place for us… we better go." 

"But…-"

"Let’s go, sugar." 

You gasped as you barely had time to place your empty glass on the table while Arthur wrapped his arm around your shoulders, leading you out of the saloon while passing by the three men he had encountered that same night, looking at him with wide-open eyes. Their’s jaws dropped as they saw how beautiful you were, so gentle-looking under his large arm. Who would have thought you would be willing to go with him ? Common people did not know about the two of being actually married. 

"And you said he’s just a dusty cowboy." one of them told Henry 

"Damn it." the latter grumbled, swallowing his beer in one go

Arthur gently opened the saloon’s door to allow you to walk outside, you went downstairs, closer to his horse as you felt like you were about to get into an argument. This was his quiet evening, you knew Dutch would not allow him going out by night again, purposefully keeping him around on guard duty while you would be doing chores with the rest of the girls. 

"What the hell was that ?" you grumbled, crossing your arms on your chest. "We barely had time to sit and enjoy our whiskey !"

"Sorry, err, ‘em men were teasin’, I told ‘em I was gonna get you." 

"Gonna get me ? I’m your wife, damn it ! You already have me !" 

You wanted to slap Arthur for his sudden lack of consideration towards your relationship but quickly avoided raising a hand towards his face by taking your book out and storing it in the horse’s satchel, not even bothering to look at Arthur. You hated when he was playing foolish games and your rather angry face led him to come closer to you, his hands behind his back. 

"I’m sorry, darlin’." he sighed, genuinely sorry. "I… I just wanted ‘em fellers to see that even dusty cowboys can get women they want."

"You saw their reactions, right ? Tell them the truth." 

"No, no. I ain’t gonna do that." 

You turned back to look at Arthur who was smiling, despite begging you to forgive him for his foolish mistake of not telling these men the truth about himself right away. Arthur tilted his head a little, sending you one of his most pleading looks he usually gave you when he knew he had done something wrong.

"Will you just stop behaving like a kid ?" you snarled. "Now, you get back inside and tell them I’m your wife."

"Nah !" Arthur laughed. "I loved that surprise on ‘em faces when they saw that a beautiful woman like you is willin’ to go out with me."

"If you don’t tell them, I will."

"Don’t." 

You really wanted to walk back inside the saloon to explain these three men that Arthur had lured them into a very believable lie, pretending that you were just a random stranger while being is actual wife. His blooming smile made you forget about your desire to get inside and break down his lie, his pleading look did not help one bit either ! 

"Please, Y/N ?" Arthur asked 

"Fine." you groaned. "Now that we’re out of the saloon, what do we do ?"

"Well…"

Arthur moved slightly closer, gently placing his large hands on your corseted waist, causing you to blush unexpectedly. You were still somewhat mad at him for lying the way he did, but did not care much anymore. Whenever your eyes would meet his, you would be quick to forget about his flaws and crimes, mostly focusing on the positive aspects of your relationship. 

"I can still get a large box of cold beers." Arthur smiled, giving you his eternal puppy glance. "And… since I don’t have any housemate, I believe a night at the hotel would be a great deal before comin’ back to camp tomorrow morning. Don’t you think ?"

"You’re hopeless, really." you sighed, unable to say no

"Ain’t that why you love me ?" 

"Yeah…"

You loved him for who he was, but his childish side would always make you chuckle. In fact, you could not resist him at all, no matter what he was doing or how he was doing it. Arthur was everything to you and you knew that, despite this nice moment at the saloon being cut short by his rather boyish behaviour, you were going to spend a wonderful and probably sleepless night with him, going wild in one of the hotel’s bedrooms. Neither you nor him would look fresh tomorrow on guard duty, but did this matter ? You were about to spend a wonderful night without feeling the need to worry about the gang. The rest of the world did no longer matter as long as you would be with Arthur, husband or not. This night was going to be great, and you would probably laugh about it someday. 

"Let’s go, Mrs. Morgan." Arthur smiled as you headed to the hotel 

"I can still scream your name as loud as I need ?" 

"You sure can. I even hope you will."

#arthur morgan #arthur morgan x reader #rdr2 #arthur morgan x female reader #arthur morgan fanfiction #chapter 2 #red dead redemption fanfiction #rdr2 fanfic #azurestales #cute nicknames #you're a beautiful lady with a lonesome pretty boah #mrs morgan #my gifs

[superklutzkent]

Do you have any clean timkon fic recs?

i went in search of some just for you anon

See What You Wanna See

As horrible as it sounded, the young clone of Superman had spent half his life not getting along with the world and as such, had learned to get along without it. But Tim wasn't like that. Tim needed people to function. It was the one trait Bruce wished his son hadn't inherited from him. Conner Kent could survive getting his heart broken. Tim Drake could not. And Bruce Wayne was not going to lose another son. Or, Bruce doesn't understand what Tim could possibly see in Kon. Until, of course, he does.

~~~

What's Real and What Isn't

Kon’s eyes almost glow in the dark, a luminescent blue so vivid Tim almost can’t stand looking at them, though he has a harder time trying to look away from them. “I thought you were having a nightmare or something. Your heart was beating so hard it woke me up.” Tim feels himself a flush. He can’t even sleep without bothering someone else. “Oh,” He replies, voice small. “Sorry. I’m fine, you can go back to sleep.” “You’re shaking,” Kon points out and Tim curses internally.

~~~

Think Cupid, But Aim Lower

"Well", Bruce ignored his question, "I don't exactly have a rule against dating metas" "Ok?" Tim had no idea what his dad was trying to lead up to, but he put on his best listening face. "And I mean any meta", Bruce emphasized, searching his son's face for comprehension in vain, "any meta, at all. Regardless of gender" Or, the Batfamily will make sure Tim gets his guy, even if it entails a lot of beating around the bush, dropping hints so veiled that they can be misconstrued surprisingly easily, and basically giving the bird and his clone boy a headache in the process

~~~

Hey, Sunshine

"Kiss me, Kon", he demanded. He could already hear the smile in Kon's voice when he spoke. "Whatever you want, Sunshine" Or, Kon loves giving his boyfriend nicknames and Tim wants to know the reason behind this particular term of endearment.

~~~

I'll get back to you as soon as possible

Hey, this is Superboy. I’m probably busy kicking ass and saving babes but if it’s urgent just give me a shout and I’ll… Rox, can you shut your big mouth for one second or. The effect Conner’s voice has on Tim is instant. His gasping breaths become slower and easier to control. His whole body relaxes. Or: Tim calls Conner a lot while he’s dead. He calls a few times after he comes back too.

~~~

Dinner Rush

Tim decides it's finally time to tell his family that he and Conner are dating. Madness ensues.

~~~

Blind

As much as Kon had begged Clark not to send him to school, to while about his day doing equations and learning about dead people, when he could be doing something useful (like punching bad guys), Kon had actually come to like school. Well, he didn't so much care for the classes, but it was nice to make friends who were just normal people. It was interesting to hang around people who had no idea that the unassuming Conner Kent was actually the famed hero Superboy. Kon got to take a bit of a break from being a hero and pretend to be normal for a while, which could be fun under the right circumstances.

His friends were pretty neat, as well.

~~~

Just My Luck It's You

One night as Kon was dosing off to sleep it suddenly feels like he's been suckered punch and left breathless. As he gasps for air he knows something big has just happened to Tim, his very human soulmate, and knows he needs to go and find him no matter what.

~~~

Friends Are The Family We Choose

It’s really nice to know that both of their families watch out for one another no matter who it is. Clark would do anything for any member of Bruce’s family and even know he won’t admit it, Bruce would do the exact same for his.

Or, Kon nearly runs himself down to the ground with worry after Tim gets hospitalised and the Batfam are there to make sure he actually takes care of himself.

~~~

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“You?” Tim blurts. Holy shit. “You’re Kon?”

A nod. “Are you in any pain?” he asks again.

Kon’s skin is sun-kissed, cheekbones dusted with a fine smattering of freckles; he is, without exaggeration, the prettiest person Tim has ever seen. “No, I’m—great,” he says, fidgeting. “Do you, uh, come here often?”

Kon raises a brow. “To the medbay?” he intones. “Definitely more often than I’d prefer.”

~~~

Say Amen, there he goes again

Tim and Kon get together. That prompts their respective families to tell them how much they love and support them.

Which is quite frankly a terrible development, if you ask Tim.

#hope these are good!! #dc #dc comics #tim drake #conner kent #superboy #red robin #batfam #timkon #dc fic rec

[sister-cna-reader]

a group of guys from another school try to get into Anya’s business but Anya is so level headed(and sees right through their thoughts) declines their offers. Then Damian comes along and shows them how a real man treats a lady.

Chef's Kiss Anon!

Friday

“Hey cutie,” an Adam’s Prep Academy junior asked, thinking he was sly leaning against the storefront door and stopping Anya’s path. “You. Me. At the movies. Tonight.” 

It is a horror movie, not that you’ll know until you're in my arms. 

“I’m sorry. I have to help watch my baby brother.” She declined, barely putting in the effort to be polite in tone. 

Saturday

“Are you as sweet tasting as you look?” 

The boy was twiggy thin and his brown eyes were over bright. 

His thoughts were… as tasteful as his pick up line. 

She saw the colors and emblem for Adam’s Prep Academy again on his duffle and could only hope the teachers there weren’t making pick up lines a part of their curriculum. 

How inelegant. 

“Ugh. If you bite me You. Will. Die.”  

She could not walk away from his dumbfounded face fast enough. 

Monday

She caught the colors before the name of the rival school came for a “Battle of the Block.” 

The biter and the leaner were both in the players huddle, their purple and yellow uniforms garish on the field. 

“Ugh.” 

“You better relax and look away before your face gets stuck like that.” Becky advised, pulling her friend up into the stands. 

They were seated, a row behind Damian and the E-boys who caught Anya’s disgusted expression with a chuckle.

“Oh man!” 

“What’s got you in a tiff Pinky?” 

Their good natured ribbing finally pulled the scowl off the Forger’s face with a long suffering sigh. “It’s like Adam Prep Academy has a homework assignment to use the worst pick up lines.” 

“You gonna do something about it?” Damian asked, eyes focused on his textbook, yet listening with a tilt of his head. 

“What can I do? I doubt I can knock sense into them with the All Boys school situation they have going on. I sincerely doubt any female teachers work there with how their acting!” 

A few hours later with the game over and won thanks to Watkin’s skill, the group made their way across the field. 

“Hey look it what we have here! A pretty little bit of cotton candy.”  

Anya had promised her papa she wouldn’t punch anymore boys but they just didn’t get it! 

She curled her hands into fists only for a cool hand to pry the fingers open with his own. 

Curiously, Damian brought their entwined hands up to his lips, giving a soft kiss to her knuckle. His golden eyes on the rival school athletes the whole time. 

“Starlight, when did you say the premiere for the Spy War Movie was?” 

“Uh..” She blinked frantically, hearing a cacophony of “!!!!!!!!!” from her friends behind their ‘I’m superior to you’ stances and expressions.  

“S-Saturday at 7 o’clock. Why?” 

His golden eyes met hers and he seemed to purr. “I need a plus one. You’ve always been a big fan yes?” 

Who even cared about terrible pickup lines and jocks who couldn’t read a ladies disgust?! 

This was Bondman! This was the movie premiere of Spy Wars! The LIVE ACTION! 

She leaned into Damian’s bubble, ignoring the way his face burned and how he squeaked, squeezing his hand against her chest so he could feel how excited she was.  “YES! Yes! I’ll totally go with you Damian! Should I wear a tux? A fancy dress?” 

“Take notes boys…” Becky snickered, enjoying the way the realization come over Damian’s face. 

Anya was practically clinging to him now, hearts and stars in her eyes while Desmond looked a few beats away from a stroke.

#Eden: License to Drive #spy x family #fanfiction #anya forger #damian desmond #the E boys #becky blackbell

[mlkyshxrtcke]

Sup, it’s me again,👾

Just finished killing my enemies solving my problems, and I have a question. See, I’m basically a tomboy. Like wearing boy clothes, skating, stuff, and I alway imagine me in a suit for my wedding. So, as a humble request, how will our muse/ yandere react to a darling who’s basically a gentleman. Like vying flowers for him, opening doors for him, pulling chairs back, and all the chivalry stuff.

Thanks, and please don’t do it if you’re not comfortable with the request. Thank you

👾

Honestly anon, I’ve been thinking about it too. And considering the way that Eidon is, he would fangirl over it like a little school boy. I feel like I haven’t mentioned how downright goofy Eidon can sometimes be and what a silly person he is when he isn’t slaughtering every single person you’ve ever come in contact with. He obviously isn’t all the way there in the head, so he makes a bunch of silly mistakes sometimes, whether it’s forgetting to turn the water off, trying to multitask and failing, he forgets everything. The only time he doesn’t make mistakes is when he’s disposing a body. Gentlemanly y/n would make Eidon fall even more in love with them than he thought was physically possible. It makes him giggle and kick his feet. Literally. One of his big love languages is gift giving, so when he receives gifts from you he will squeal and smother you with a bunch of kisses. Especially if its something he really likes, he will sleep with it at night and never stop babbling about it. (He likes everything you get him) If you’re in public with Eidon, he flaunts and brags about how sweet and considerate you are for doing little things for him. He’ll do basically anything in public to show that he’s yours tbh. He’s willing to go uh.. pretty far. When you offer him a chair his whole face goes red, it’d be really cute, he’d stutter a lot trying to thank you but the words just won’t come out. ♡ idk who needs to hear this but if darling has the strength to carry him, he will go absolutely bonkers. He loves being carried and doesn’t care how childish it looks, not to mention he’s a real sucker for bridal style. “Oh tesoro, you’re too good to me.. so gentle..” Don’t forget though, his cinnamon roll attitude towards you covers for the fact that he kills on sight. Eidon will dismember someone if they even dare getting too close to his darling.

P.S. anon you’re amazing

P.S.S. i love all my followers and I wouldn’t be here without all of you, keep giving me ideas guys!!♡

#yandere imagines #yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #yande.re #fanfic #yandere #fem reader #gn reader #yanderecore #yandere scenarios

[giggly-squiggily]

This isn't a request for a tickle fic so I hope you are okay with writing it! I just wanted to request a fic were Leo and Yuno had revealed the fact that they are in a relationship so Yuno takes Leo to hage so he can meet everyone!

Ahh, my weakness! *vibrates at an inhuman speed* I'm so normal about them I swear! aerajrjheakjreaj No but really- this is a delight of a prompt and I'm beyond happy to make it for you, anon! I hope you like it!

CW: Mild angst, mentions of homophobia VERY LIGHT SPOILER WARNING: Black Clover Eps. 71-72 (It's incredibly vague- there's no real details but I'm gonna put it out there just in case)

Cloud 9 (Taglist peeps):

@duckymcdoorknob

“Come to Hage with me!”

When Yuno first offered the suggestion to Leopold, he was excited. It’d been some time since he’d seen his family, and the idea of sharing a part of himself with Leopold felt right.

Then excitement turned to unyielding anxiety in a matter of hours as he realized he had no idea HOW he was going to do that.

The planning wasn’t the difficult part- both Captains Fuegoleon and William were fine with it, and they even managed to rope Captain Yami into letting Asta and Noelle tag along. Letters were sent, and the responses have been nothing but positive from Sister Lily and Father Orsi . The actual trip was set.

It was the whole- you know- coming out thing. All this time later, and he still hadn’t told them. Yuno felt his stomach twist into a thousand knots as he watched Hage’s green hills get closer in the distance, willing himself not to shake.

“You’re gonna love it there! Our siblings are a riot, but they’ll get used to you pretty fast.” Asta was filling the mildly tense air with chatter, giving Leopold and Noelle the details about their family. A few times the redhead would look his way, smiling brightly at him. That helped- somewhat.

“You okay?” Leopold floated over on his broom, voice pitched low so the others wouldn’t hear him. “You look like you’re gonna puke.”

“Motion sickness?” Yuno offered, wincing when his voice shook..

“You’re nervous huh?” He smiled, bumping him gently. “I’m a bit too. Do you…do you think they’ll like me?”

“You’re like a second Asta. They’ll adore you.” Yuno grinned, earning a laugh and a light shove from Leopold. “Really- I do think they’ll like you. Both of you.” He nodded back to where Asta and Noelle were, their voices acting as background noise.

“Thanks.” Leopold leaned over, giving him a quick peck before returning to the original pair, Asta’s “WHERE HERE!” snapping him back to reality.

It’ll be fine. Yuno took a breath, forcing a smile. Everything is going to be fine.

He hoped.

~~~

“YUNO! ASTA!” Recca all but squealed upon seeing the three brooms above. “Everyone- Asta and Yuno are back!”

Within seconds of touching the ground, they were swarmed. Squeals of glee rang out from Arlu and Holo as they bull-tackled Asta, clinging to his legs and jumping up with grabby hands. Recca practically squeezed the life out of Yuno, her frizzy red hair almost to his chin- when did she get so tall? Sister Lily came out soon after, tears in her eyes as she hugged both of them just as tight. By the door, Father Orsi laughed, patting Nash on the head as they waited their turn to get their hugs.

It was a mess of limbs and hugs and kisses and ear shattering screams of glee from the youngest kids.. Yuno took it all in, nostalgia and warmth mixing in his chest as he reunited with his family. God, he missed them all so much.

“Welcome home, boys.” Orsi smiled when he managed to get in, hugging them both before patting their heads. “Though I should call you two men- after everything you’ve been through. Still; no matter how old you two get, you’ll always be the squishy cheeked babies I remember when you first arrived.”

“Father Orsi, come on! I’m so much bigger now since being a baby!” Asta huffed, unable to stay annoyed. Yuno laughed softly, willing his ears to stop burning. It didn’t help that Leopold was snickering in the background, clearly pleased.

“I suppose so- now, who are these fine people you two brought?” He asked, looking out towards Noelle and Leopold. Yuno’s stomach twisted once more, the anxiety he was just beginning to forget about piercing him like an arrow. Right- introductions. It was time.

“This is Noelle! Fellow Black Bull and royalty!” Asta cheerfully introduced Noelle, pulling her closer to the group. “She’s a really cool water mage! If you’re lucky- she might show you some tricks!”

“Dorksta- don’t go promoting me like I’m some sort of circus act!” Noelle fussed, cheeks red and mildly annoyed. From the group, some of the kids giggled. “Erm, it’s nice to meet you all.”

“Your girlfriend’s pretty, Dorksta!” Holo declared, making Noelle flush crimson with a squeak. Sister lily scowled him gently but Asta took it in stride, laughing with the rest of his siblings at the nickname. When the chatter died down, all eyes turned to Yuno and Leopold.

It’ll be fine.

“Leopold Vermillion! Nice to meet you all!” Leopold declared proudly, all smiles. The children were hooked almost immediately, eyes shining. “I’m Yuno’s-” He paused then, turning to the other. There was a question in his eyes. Is this okay?

Yuno felt his heart squeeze so hard it hurt. Leopold was giving him the chance to lie- to just say he was Yuno’s good friend. To work up the courage later and tell them another time. He was grateful for the redhead at that moment.

“He’s my boyfriend.” Yuno finished. Alas- as grateful as he was; he had to do it. Leopold had already agreed to keep it a secret in the past- he wasn’t gonna put him through all that again . “We’ve been dating for a while now.”

Faces morphed into surprise- Father Orsi’s brows shot up and Sister Lily blinked. Recca and Nash’s mouths formed into “o” shapes, while Arlu and Holo were too busy hovering around Noelle to notice. Even Asta looked surprised- and he knew already. Yuno waited, pleading with whomever was listening for- what- the ground to swallow him up? For lighting to strike him down? For Captain William to call and suddenly announce a task only Yuno could fill and save him from this awkward situation?

“Well, this was unexpected.” Father Orsi was the first to speak, his shock fading into  warmth as he came over, shaking Leopold’s hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Leopold.”

“I recognize the name- are you related to Mimosa Vermillion?” Sister Lily recovered just as fast, smiling brightly. “She’s a darling, that one.”

“Oh yeah- she’s mine and Noelle’s cousin.” Leopold fell into easy chatter with them, bright as the sun as they asked about his team and family. Recca wiggled past the adults to Yuno’s side, her hand finding his as she leaned into his arm.

“Is he good to you?” She asked. Yuno took a shaky breath before nodding.

“He’s very good. The best man I’ve ever met.” Recca’s hand squeezed his in return, her face softening to a happy grin.

“Okay. Then I like him.” She decided. Yuno felt his throat tighten some as he leaned over, kissing her brow.

Asta and Noelle were soon dragged into the chatter. Before long, everyone was comfortable around everyone.

All but Nash, who hovered just outside the group with a pinched expression.

~~~

“It was so HOT! And dangerous too- there were so many cliffs and rocks, and the ground was carved with lava!” Asta stood before the group, retelling his adventures to his siblings- complete with standing tall and raising his arms high to emphasize his point. “There were so many instances where I was sure I wasn’t gonna make it! One wrong move, and your future Wizard King would have been as cooked as a Hage Potato!”

“I’m surprised you didn’t. I bet Yuno didn’t have any problems in that heat- not with his wind magic.” Recca grinned at her brother, earning a small smile in return. “I bet you were cool as the snow climbing that volcano!”

“Oh no, I just got lucky.” Yuno shrugged.

“Don’t be so humble- he was amazing!” Leopold grinned, joining Asta in retelling their adventures of Mereoleona’s training camp. “He was all- ZOOM! And we were all: ‘Whaaaat’ and he was all- “I’m so cool, look at me.’”

“Yeah yeah! Definitely!” Asta agreed, earning a round of laughter from the kids. “Noelle looked cool too!”

“What? Oh- don’t just say those things, Dorksta!” She huffed, cheeks pink but clearly pleased. Arlu and Holo were  fast asleep against her lap, likely dreaming of the small water dragons Noelle created for their entertainment . Despite her earlier complaints about being an attraction, it didn’t take long at all for her to give in and play with them. Yuno felt a new appreciation for the water mage. “I guess you were kinda cool too…”

“Oh goodness- I can’t imagine going through that myself!” Sister Lily laughed around her tea mug, fanning away the imaginary heat. “You two have been getting so strong since you went to the capital.”

“That’s our boys!” Orsi agreed, raising a cup of what Yuno suspected wasn’t water. He didn’t mind though- it was nice sitting with everyone again. Though, there was still something wrong.

Throughout the day, Nash had been fairly quiet, not talking much at all during dinner or the time before. He’d always been a calmer soul, but Yuno couldn’t help but suspect he was angry. There was this clear tension radiating off of him that prickled at Yuno’s skin all throughout the day- especially tense during dinner when they were all sitting together.

Yuno tried to brush it off as discomfort of new people, but sitting here now- Nash nowhere in sight, his thoughts got the better of him.

Did Nash…not accept him?

Slipping away from the group, he went to find him, scared of what he’d find but determined to get to the bottom of it.

~~~

“Nash?” Yuno called out, finding his brother sitting on the back steps of the church. “There you are.”

“Oh, hey Yuno.” The younger boy looked back at him, his face and voice calm as ever. In his hands he was playing with a tree branch, picking at the bark and pulling at the leaves. “Got overwhelmed in there?”

“A bit. I actually came to find you.” Yuno began to walk over but stopped, suddenly unsure of himself. What if he sat down beside him and Nash walked away? Maybe he should…

“Why are you hovering? It’s not like we’re strangers.” Nash nodded at the spot beside him. Yuno flushed as he sat down, shamed. Why was this suddenly so difficult?

Silence hung between them, charged with something Yuno couldn’t quite put his finger on that did nothing to ease his nerves. He went to find words, but his throat felt tight, locking away his vocal cords. He needed to say it. “Nash…are you mad?”

Nash didn’t reply, though the slow pace he was working at with his stick sped up, growing slightly more aggressive. Ah, so he was.

“Are you mad…at me?” Yuno asked, feeling his heart sink when the picking grew. “Did I do something wrong?”

The stick shook. Nash’s calm expression grew pinched. “You didn’t tell us.”

There it was. Yuno bowed his head. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t- don’t apologize.” Nash tossed the stick aside, turning so he could face Yuno properly. “I don’t want an apology. I just want to know why. You know us- we’re your family! That’s never gonna change, so why…why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Nash huffed, shoulders drooping. “Did you not…trust us?”

“What- no, not at all!” Yuno winched, hating how sad his brother sounded. “It’s not that at all. I just…” He was about to ramble when he stopped, taking a breath. This was Nash- clever, understanding Nash. He might as well be honest. “I was scared.”

“Of us?” Nash blinked, tilting his head.

“Of how you’d all react.” Yuno nodded, turning to look at his knees. “Back at the capital, there are some incredible people there. But there’s also a lot of cruel ones too. Leopold- he came out before me, and I still think about some of the awful things said about him. Some were said about me too- both behind my back and to my face. I try not to care about them- they already have problems with me being a commoner, but…”

“You were scared we’d react the same way.” Nash spoke softly, voice barely over a whisper. Yuno winced, nodding.

“I know now it was irrational,, but at the time- when I first started figuring myself out and being with Leopold; I was just so…terrified. I couldn’t bring myself to say it in a letter- I needed to know in person how you’d all react. I didn’t want to come home and be treated like a stranger. That…that would hurt.” Yuno felt his eyes sting, his throat closing with unshed tears. “I’m sorry. I wish I had the courage to say it sooner, but…I didn’t. I’m sorry I made you think you couldn’t be trusted, and I’m sorry-”

“Stop.” Nash scooted over, resting his head against Yuno’s shoulder. “You’re shaking.” He took his hand in his own, two small warm ones holding Yuno’s icy limb. “Just breathe, Yuno.”

Yuno willed himself to do so, taking slow deep breaths one after another as he forced himself to calm down. He hadn’t realized just how close to a panic attack he was getting. Nash’s voice guided him back to reality, his hands still squeezing Yuno’s as the older boy collected himself. “Sorry…”

“Didn’t I just say to stop that?” Nash gave him a look, eyes softening after a moment. Silence passed before he spoke again. “You don’t have to apologize- it doesn’t seem like an easy thing to talk about. If anything- I’m sorry for getting so mad about it. Even if it took awhile, I’m glad you were able to tell us now.”

Yuno didn’t trust his voice, opting to squeeze Nash’s shoulder. Nash took this as a sign to continue.

“You know- I don’t even think that part is what made me upset. I’m really happy you found that Leopold guy, and I’m happy you and Asta are living your lives. I guess it’s just…everytime you and Asta come home, so much has happened. One minute you’re heading out to the capital, the next, you’re these powerful Magic Knights with cool abilities and war stories. I feel like there’s just so much..missing between. Like those old books someone donated that had chapters missing.” Nash dropped some, shaking his head. “That was probably stupid to listen to, huh?”

“Not at all. I think I get it.” Yuno nodded, finding his voice as he turned towards the skyline. “I’m sorry about that. Things happen so fast there, and when I go to write, I never know what to say. That and I’d hate to give Sister Lily a heart attack with the gorey details.” That earned a small smile from Nash. Yuno felt his chest loosen. “I’ll try to be better about keeping you guys updated. And I’ll try to visit more often.”

“Promise?” Nash peeked up at him. Yuno raised his pinky. Without hesitation, Nash curled his own around it.

“Promise.” Yuno gave it a little shake, the same way they did when Nash was real young. Just like that, the knots in his stomach vanished. He could breathe again.

“Thanks Yuno. Though, can I ask you something?” Nash leaned in conspiratory-like, brows furrowing. “What made you fall for him? Don’t get me wrong- he seems great, but he’s like a second Asta- just so…loud.”

Yuno snorted, hand slapping over his mouth as he shook with mirth. Nash grinned, giggling alongside his brother.

“I suppose that’s a good place to start.” Yuno got out once he recovered. The rest of the night he shared the tale with Nash, the tale of how he and Leopold came to be.

~~~

“There you are. We really do have a fondness for fields, don’t we?” Leopold laughed as he flopped down beside Yuno, the stars bright above and the air chilled. Yuno was lying on his back, hands tucked behind his head as he reflected on the day’s events. Overall- it all went well.

“That’s true. We’ll have to change it up soon. How about a beach day next time?” Yuno suggested, grinning when Leopold made a face.

“No way- I’m still finding sand in inconvenient places.” Shaking his head, he flopped backwards and into Yuno’s chest, snuggling close. “Thanks for inviting me out. Your family’s great!”

“Told you they’d love you.” Yuno hugged him close, skittering his nails against his back. “I’m glad you came. They’re gonna be talking about you and Noelle for months.”

“Hehe, better send some presents then. Gotta keep my “cool older brother” rep with the kiddos.” Leopold closed his eyes, melting against his boyfriend’s hand. “Hey…this is kinda dumb but..thanks for introducing me as your boyfriend. I would have gone with the whole friend thing if you weren’t ready to tell them, but…It made me really happy.”

“It’s not dumb at all. And I appreciate you so much for that. Still…I wanted to tell them. Regardless of what happened, I wanted them to know you as my boyfriend. It was really scary, but I’m glad I did it. I feel so…relieved.” Yuno nodded,  satisfied with his choice of words as he played with Leopold’s braid. “Was it like that for you when you came out to your siblings?”

“Honestly? I can’t remember. When I came out, I was so scared of chickening out I busted into Fuegoleon’s office and shouted it at the top of my lungs. Sis must have heard me from down the hall cause she yelled back “Good for you!” and Fuegoleon wasn’t fazed in the slightest. I think they both already knew.” Leopold laughed at the memory, smiling to himself. “I’m so lucky to have the siblings I have. I don’t know what I’d do without them.”

“Yeah…” Yuno hummed in agreement, letting that settle. It made him grateful for his siblings as well- and his comrades. How’d he get so lucky to find the people he met?

“So- it’s just the two of us now. Do you think anyone will be slipping out this evening?” Leopold asked, sitting up so they were eye to eye, a teasing grin on his lips. Yuno blinked before flushing some, feeling his eyes widen.

“Leo!”

“What? I’ve been good- I’ve held back all day from doing it.” He leaned in some, green eyes sparkling with warmth. “Now or never, right?”

Yuno rolled his eyes with a soft laugh, flicking his bangs away. “You’re a dork. Fine, come here.” 

Leopold wasted no time pressing his lips against Yuno’s, pushing him back into the grass.

It was all as Yuno hoped it would be and more. He was so glad he came home.

Thanks for reading!

#black clover #yuno #leopold vermillion #yunleo #asta #noelle silva #family visits #hage family #hage orphanage siblings #sister lily #Father Orsi #some slight Noelle x Asta #fluff and angst #coming out #brotherly feels #Yuno's got a good family #I had so much fun writing this one #tw: mentions of homophobia #nothing graphic just brought up #fics

[hakubunii]

HC for Baka Trio and Souji when their partners have trouble taking dick.

✨You know what? I’m actually so fucking glad you asked anon!! I also ended up adding general nsfw hcs to bc,if I’m anything, I’m someone who goes overboard! This ask had me giggling and throwing my phone down. Get ready bc this one’s kind of long, no pun intended.✨

Hakuouki Boys With a Partner Having Trouble “Taking It”

Heisuke- First off, he’s very flattered and it secretly gives him an ego boost that his partner is having a hard time getting him in there. It must mean his junk’s big, right? (Yeah, IK that this is not always the case.) But then he gets a little freaked out that he’s hurting them and wants to stop immediately. He’s, like, actually distraught that he even had the slightest chance of hurting his lovebug. It takes a lot of coaxing from his partner for him to even try to have sex with them again. The problem could be that he’s a bit inexperienced and is having a tough time himself putting it in rather than his partner taking it. Either way, he’s like “OMG, I’m horrible in bed and they will never want to sleep with me again”. If it’s a him thing and he gets the hang of it, the whole issue is completely forgot about because…well…he’s got other priorities once it’s in. As for the partner struggling to accept him, he gets really nervous about it and almost needs more coaxing to put it in than his loved one who’s taking it. He probably confides into one of his bros for advice, and honestly? I think he’s probably a very good listener and fast learner about this kind of thing so he might be more capable after that. He likes when his partner gives him instructions bc, in the end, it will make things better for them. He can definitely be gentle- I mean, one of his quotes is literally “I’ll be gentle with you…” or something. This happens a lot throughout the whole shabang but he kisses his partner all over and is very vocally appreciative of their efforts. He probably says stuff like (and oh lord this kind of thing flusters me lmao): “I love you so much!” “thank you!” “You’re doing so good!” “You’re so beautiful/pretty/hot/tight/warm/wet/ect” “you feel so good.” He also just kind of babbles incoherently, too enthralled with you to make any kind of sense at all. Bro’s loud and obvious when he’s going to town. He’s actually been scolded a few times for getting carried away and annoying everyone. He just gets so excited, he doesn’t know how to keep quiet. He’s the same way with leaving marks- it’s like he’s so into it, he doesn’t even realize he’s left like a million hickies on you. If you scold him, he’ll try to have some self restraint and this will naturally improve with time. Real big on “Do you need me to hold you’re hand?” If they seem like their struggling. Speaking of the aforementioned size thing, I think he’s like…probably above average, not gigantic or anything but enough for someone to be like “….huh, would you look at that. 😳” If his partner was also inexperienced, it might take them a while to fit him in. He’s also like a damn jackrabbit in bed- has lots of stamina and gets a “little” too excited and just starts going ape shit in you. His body just naturally wants to do things a bit faster and that kind of reflects in the bedroom. He kind of does everything in excess and is slightly impatient about sex- he’ll wait or take it slow but his body is like “for the love of God, let me freak out up in this bitch” and that’s hard for him to restrain himself. If you look at him and tell him to “go nuts” he will absolutely take that chance to. When this happens and he’s done with you, you’re kind of just sat up there in bed while he’s asleep, dumbfounded, covered in marks, hair destroyed, and probably full of his…you know. (For those who can get pregnant) You think to yourself “If I keep indulging him, I’m bound to be with child by next Spring.”

Shinpachi- Oh…..That’s not good. He almost doesn’t even notice until he glances down and realizes that he’s not even in there. It’s a little embarrassing for some reason. He’s still super chill about it, why would he be upset with you over such a thing when you allowed him to sleep with you. He’s very strong so he kind of just picks you up, bends you, or holds you in every which way, trying to figure out what position will help get it in there. He’s a big fan of taking it from behind or hoisting you up and taking you like that (reverse cowgirl in the air anyone?) He’s actually pretty reassuring about the whole thigh, understanding that this is something that happens and that he’s a big guy. He makes sure to bring something that will help him fit in you better next time you’re alone. He’ll probably start calling you little lady/Little guy- referring to your entrance. He does kind of brag about you having trouble accepting him inside of you but he’s also big on “kissing and telling” to his close friends, much to their dismay. Like his hair pulled. A big fan of when his partners fan the flames of his ego. He can get super rough and he makes note to stop certain behaviors if it’s too much for you. He’s pretty loud but will shut up for once if your on top riding him. He’s too mesmerized to say anything- he just stares at you, mouth open, and eyes wide. Hell pull you into him to sit on his lap a lot. HE HATES A MF SUIT but he’ll wear it with pride if you tell him he looks hot in it. Likes doing it drunk- or honestly any other time, he’s just extra thirsty when inebriated and will either send tons of intimate pictures or just can’t keep his hands off you. Like when you sit on his face, a lot…like he gets real sloppy doing it and you’re like “you slut…” Kind of likes partners a bit more chubby with a filler figure, likes the way it jiggles and how squeezable it is. Big fan of ass, tummy’s, and thighs. He’ll grope you in public if he thinks he can get away with it. Don’t bother wearing a sexy outfit for him, he’ll take one look at you and rip it off.

Sanosuke- I hope you like praise and affirmations! Also? It’ll take you by surprise but he’ll dirty talk you like a mf. Like, it’s almost too much and really gets you flustered. Really into being called Daddy in bed. He’s pretty considerate though and often will read you to figure out what things you like so he can use it to his advantage later. He’s pretty good at reading folks in general and will use that just to figure you out. He takes notes of things that flusters you or turns you on throughout the day- really determined to know what makes you tick.

As for the “trouble taking it” thing, he’s very calm about this, positioning you in different way, gently trying to get you to accept him. He figures it could be a number of reasons: his size, your angle, is it lubricated enough, are you excited enough, or even if you’re just a bit too nervous. He’s actually kind of an angel how patient he is about the whole thing. Instead of trying to force it in, he’s more concerned about going in when your body is ready. he’s dealt with this problem a few times and has a good amount of confidence to tackle it. Until you two can figure out this conundrum, he’ll please you in other ways. He has no qualms about just laying you down somewhere and focusing only on making you feel good. He’s got a mouth and hands, after all.This is why your little problem won’t last for long to be honest. Once he finally gets it partially in, he’ll be very deliberate and gentle about sliding the rest of himself deep in you. He’ll take notice in your discomfort and ask if you’d like to continue. If you say ‘yes’, he’ll instruct you to take deep breaths as he fills you completely, modeling them for you by going “Breath in, breath out”. It’s surprisingly soothing. He wants to make sure you feel calm and comfortable while the two of you make love and will hold your hand if that’s what it takes. He offers a lot of praise for how well you’re doing accepting him, how brave you are, what a good girl/boy/lover you are and how proud he is of you. It’s really hot too lmao. He knows he’s got it going on and uses his confidence in that to his advantage, playing your body like a fiddle.

He does NOT want to share you at all and is willing to beat the hell out of anyone who puts their hands on you. He trusts you and is confident in you but he still hates when men stare at you for too long. (This is for people who have babies) If you’re in the throngs of passion and happen to mention something along the lines of “Put a baby in me” “get me pregnant” or “Wait. You’re going to get me pregnant”, he will make absolute certain you’ll be carrying his baby in the next couple weeks.

Souji- Boy….He’s a tease. If you were having trouble accepting him, I think he might be a little alarmed at first. He’s pretty smart, so he’ll figure it out, but there’s just a few minutes where he’s perplexed and annoyed with himself. Despite how sexy and playful he can be, you’re surprised to discover that he doesn’t really have any experience. He might even have less experience with women in general than Heisuke. He hadn’t been interested in them before you- women or sex. He eventually gets it in there and lets out what almost sounds like a sigh of relief to you. He likes being touchy-feely with you, mostly enjoying when you were affectionate with him. He’s got an iron will so you can’t really tell if he’s close or not, not until he tells you at least. He actually prefers to use his hands with you anyhow. He teases you relentlessly. He loves making fun of the faces and sounds you make. He’ll probably bring it up long afterwords. He loves sneaking secret touches when he’s supposed to be focusing on daily tasks, sneaking a kiss when no one is looking, always touching you, his hand accidentally brushing the small of your back when he’s passing you. Calls you “little kitten” affectionately much to your dismay. He knows you like it. In modern AU, he’s constantly sending you scandalous pictures at inappropriate times. Really reallly leans into the cat theme, often getting you cat ears and various cosplays that he expects you to wear for him- sometimes asking if you’d wear them in public. You refuse. He almost becomes one of those discord mods. He adores taking pictures of you wherever you are: On the train, at school, the grocery store, sometimes while you’re doing it- actually a lot of the times you’re doing it. He just likes being able to look at you later. God help, anyone who scrolls too far in his gallery, they might actually be met with something unbecoming.

(now back to either modern or original time period) He’ll torture you with either nonstop orgasms or will edge you until you beg him to cum. He likes watching you squirm. You look cute when your begging, red faced, with tears rolling down your face. Saying all kinds of embarrassing, filthy things to you as he does so. He likes hearing you say his name, more so when your pleading. He’s a bit of a sadist in and out of the bedroom. As long as you’re overstimulated, he’s happy. Don’t worry though, he is a big fan of when you’re in control and take what’s yours too. Maybe even more so than when he’s tormenting you.

#hakuouki #hakuoki #harada sanosuke #heisuke toudou #nagakura shinpachi #okita souji #otome #toudou heisuke #hakubunii #hakubunii ask #ns/few headcannons

[flipper-kisses]

lol anon back (same anon that listed why Rami is amazing)! I got more 🙃

He’s our clumsy king and owns it

He fell at the Oscars, fell/pushed off a side railing, did parkour only to fall when he started running on the ground (it was a Mr. Robot blooper), fell backwards in a fucking chair, and tripped during the Red Carpet at the Met Gala. This man literally trips over air and himself but we still love him ❤️

Spending time with Emma who is non-binary

Literally does make a difference because it helps non-binary people feel like they’re noticed!

Puts so much thought and consideration i to his characters and roles!

Just think about all he had to do for “The Pacific”, “Mr. Robot”, and “Bohemian Rhapsody”! Definitely lots of dedication and hard work and passion for his roles, like wow. 

Rami’s hair

Never gets old and I love his curly hair era! Also wavy hair too! Wonderful hair lol

He has great expectations for his roles

In an interview, Rami was asked if he was happy about “Night at the Museum” casting a pharaoh correctly. Rami’s reaction literally said, “that shouldn’t be something to be super overly happy about, it should just be casted correctly”. Good expectations honestly. 

Rami was the side character for so damn long and steals every scene he’s in

Rami is literally amazing in all scenes he does and even if he’s not the main character, all eyes are on him (at least mine are 😌)

He’s one of the best versatile actors I think I’ll ever witness!

This man has literally played: a gay teenager who was crushing on his best friend

traumatized war veteran who has a thick Cajun accent

an iconic and memorable lead band singer

Alcatraz prisoner who plays the violin

ancient mummy pharaoh that comes to life at night

hacker with d.i.d and ptsd

a doctor named Adam Terry

random dude in Battle Ship

a vampire with a cool scarf

a mountain man and in real life Rami gets the chance to squabble in a tiny boat with his identical twin lmao (best sibling fight we’ll ever witness, @the-real-ramimalekpeen have you used this scene for Twin Tuesday yet?)

a 6’0 tall guy in a video game who was said to most likely have schizophrenia

a dude with a beard

a weirdo guy in the literal fucking show “BoJack Horseman”

and like so many other characters I’m choosing not to describe

Already said he was a “bad boy” and pranks people but he’s literally really funny 

Have you seen him in different interviews? Such a charmer and pretty funny as well.

Like the interview with Charlie Hunnam where there was a question about Rami’s eye color and he and Charlie were teasing each other and trying to find out Rami’s eye color. Then some pictures are also pretty funny.

Also the “DoLittle” game with Robert Downey Jr (Rami’s whole outfit and appearance during the Ellen Show with Robert Downey Jr 😩👌 literally here for his outfit, freaking immaculate lmao)

“wE sHot LiVe aiD oN dAy onE” 

That’ll be in my head forever, thanks Rami

“A playful smooch”

I don’t think I’ll recover from the shocked looks on everybody’s faces when Rami exposed how he had a kiss with Daniel Craig. 

His fans are wonderful 

This man has the best real fans. Which includes the fan artists, fanfic writers, and people who just appreciate him and/or his films! also people who stand up for him which is YOU Flipper and RamiPeen 👏

Photo shoots

How can you look at his photo shoots and NOT smile??? Precious but also sexy man. 

Again he has a literal soft spot for children

That one time where I’m pretty sure he read a book to a few children

Best hugs

He seriously gives the sweetest and warmest hugs. Like can I get a hug?? 🫂 

Oppenheimer moments

I don’t care what anyone says about his role in Oppenheimer. He had literally eight minutes of screen time yet still went for the fucking jugular and was successful. 

The bulge

He has no shame and no, I won’t expand on this except… @the-real-ramimalekpeen 😉

Doesn’t give a fuck about haters

Lmao y’all hated Rami in Amsterdam and thought his character was stupid? Well he probably doesn’t give a shit (or is obliviously living his best life) lmao. 

Ages like fine wine 

God he looks like he’s in his fucking thirties in so many pictures. Raise your hand if you ever looked at a picture of him and thought, “oh a picture when he was in his twenties!” and it turns out the picture was taken in his fucking 40s… a few days ago… Unproblematic people age perfectly. 

His smile makes me smile

Could he be any cuter??? His smile literally is so wonderful.  

Most caring thing you’ll see all day and is husband material

When he was giving Emma his jacket, comforting the woman (friend) who was crying and thanking the waitress, and so many other events 🥺

Okay anyways got even more than this lol… sorry for rambling on about our Rami. I’m just so happy I finally get the chance to share my Rami findings and thoughts I’ve collected over the years.

I love your love for him!

#rami malek