#*nom you affectionately and run away*

[itsemmiy]

i have run out of random Internet pngs so um

I nom you affectionately

And before I go to bite more moots

Remember: You (yes YOU) are a very cool person with good art and your creations give me joy 🌈🙋

Adios and have a nice day

Eeeeee thank you thank you so much this made my day. I'm glad my stuff gives you joy youre a very cool person too(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

Oh and thank you for the affective nom

[dragon-ascent]

You vent to Chonkli about your god, unaware that Chonkli is in fact your god.

Rex Lapis' first time shape-shifting into his tiny dragon form is an interesting one, to say the least.

There he is, a fluffy and chonky little brown creature sunbathing on a rock. And there you are, bored and lonely and- "Oh my gosh! You're soooo cute!"

Before he knows what's happened, you've scooped him up and are giving him allll the kisses known to mankind, cradling him like he's a newborn.

"Squishy baby! Fluffy baby! Squishy fluffy baby!" Swaying him around, you coo at him when his tail wiggles (involuntarily, he would argue). When you bring him back to your face for more kisses, he tries to paw at you softly; he's met with an affectionate nom to his paw.

You sit down, still holding Chonkli tenderly, stroking his fur (he purrs in satisfaction). "Honestly, perfect timing. I've been wanting to get something off my chest, but people would probably take it the wrong way, so I'll tell you instead! It's about our deity, Rex Lapis."

Chonkli perks up, alert.

"He's nice and all, and he takes good care of us, but...he's kind of scary! Probably because of his resting bitch face."

"Rawr?" Chonkli tilts his head - this is news to him. Not that he even understands what a resting bitch face is, but still!

"And like... he does praise us, but he does it with a straight face! I can't tell if he's being genuine or not!" You sigh, holding the chonky dragon tightly, missing the way he's started to wiggle. "Sometimes when I see him, his very presence makes me want to run away screaming!"

"Oh, please do not be afraid of me." In the blink of an eye, he's turned into a man, his gentle golden gaze trained on you. His head is on your lap, and he's sitting on the ground against the bench you're seated on. For the first time in his life, he has a small pout on his lips.

You stare at him, slack-jawed, your hand in his hair where his fur was supposed to be. He stares back, eventually realising this may be a nasty shock to you, so he pulls away slowly, never taking his eyes off you. Then, after what seems like an eon, you scream.

The god, not wanting to make things worse, murmurs a "Forgive me," and hastily excuses himself from the scene.

...For the next few weeks, you're paranoid that any living creature you see could be Rex in disguise.

[fiber-optic-alligator]

(Not a request dw)

Imagine Drift's claustrophobic Little One trusting him so much that even though noms are a no-no, they'll let him have a taste occasionally by sticking their arm in his mouth. Letting him gently toy with it, slick it up with solvent, and purr at their taste. But... Seeing how nervous they are, sitting in his servo, with their arm in his intake. Like he's gonna bite down at any moment. He would Never! But he could.

He... Appreciates... Their attempt at a compromise, but for the most part, he's probably just gonna stick to cheeky, affectionate drive-by licks.

After a minute or two of giving their arm a thorough, but gentle, tasting session Drift releases them. (He wasn't holding onto them with his dermas at all, so if his Little One wanted to pull away, they could) And, because they're just So sweet and cute Drift can't help but give them a gentle kiss on the forehead. (Read: their entire face bc he's humongous)

Maaaaaaaybe a little bit of gentle licking them from where they sit on his servo too, just to be certain of their sweetness. And because their exasperated, but fond expression is Too cute to miss out on. <3 Don't worry, he's got a fluffy towel with their name on it for afterwards. Then it's cuddle time! (Presumably with him sleeping on his back, and with his Little One sleeping on his chest bundled up in blankets.)

Anon every time you send an ask like this I go absolutely feral.

I love scenarios like this so much. You captured the way Drift cares about his little one so well. Obviously tasting his human and holding them in his tank is a very important thing for him; it’s become a sort of ritual at this point, a more physical way for him to show you his love. But if you were to have a deep sense of claustrophobia? Of course he isn’t going to force you down into an environment you will be uncomfortable in! Tank time (that’s a humorous way of looking at being *eaten alive* by a giant robot) is something he wants you to look forward to! It shouldn’t be something you dread! So if he were to realize that it’s just not something you can handle, he won’t try it anymore. I think I said this in another ask addressing this topic, but Drift would be disappointed. However, he’s not going to be angry, and certainly won’t try and get rid of you. There is no way you can be seen as “defective” in his eyes. You just have certain preferences! All creatures do. So if giving you tongue baths and little drive-by licks is what he has to settle for, than he’ll take it!

Gosh, thinking about his little one offering him their arm for him to taste is such a sweet concept. His spark would melt and he would be so grateful that you’re trying to find a level of compromise when it comes to noms. Though like you said, he’d probably just settle for giving you soft licks like a cat grooming her kitten. Not only does he get to savor your addictive flavor, but he also finds it rather therapeutic to just sit there with you cradled in his hands, letting his mind go blank while he looks down at you with a half-lidded gaze and just slowly runs his tongue over you repeatedly. And *yes*, he would love having cuddle time with you. Whether it’s you sleeping on his chest or curled up in the crook of his neck, he’s going to bundle you up in a blanket and show you so much love and appreciation after he’s done with your tongue bath :)

[beautifulblooms]

this doesnt have to be a separate request from the anon one i sent like 12 hours ago but you're welcome to make it one if you already have plans but: may i please have polyam soap, ghost, & male reader in which ghost is subjected to soap being a licker and reader being a biter. like this man cannot show a cm of skin or else it is at immediate risk of being put into Boyfriend Mouth :]

Nom Nom - Simon "Ghost" Riley x John "Soap" MacTavish x Male! Sergeant! Reader

I have no words to explain this, this is pure crack and fluff, enjoy your little crack fics Eddieverse and was combined by this request you sent on anon

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

So everyone knows that Ghost is always covering himself head to toe, both on and off the field

Most people just assume it’s cause he prefers it or he likes to be ready for missions

They’re half right

The other fucking reason is both his boyfriends are mongrels

Soap has this unconscious desire to lick people he’s close to, and Simon and (y/n) are subjected to it

However, (y/n) is a biter, not like an affectionate nom or something

But has left many marks on Simon and Johnny because of it

He doesn’t bite hard enough to draw blood or break the skin, he’s careful of that, but still, any skin on his boyfriends and he just nom nom

Both of these combined have led Simon to keep himself almost entirely covered on and off the field

He might not wear the mask as much (the skull bit, he definitely still wears the balaclava) but it’s hard to find him without a long-sleeve shirt or hoodie, and full-length pants no matter how hot it is

“Johnny for fucks sake!” Hearing Simon yell that, most people in the base were already aware enough of the lieutenant was yelling at one of his sergeant-boyfriends for things only they could get away with. While Johnny was being chased around the barracks for lifting up the back of Simon’s balaclava and licking his neck, their other boyfriend, (y/n), was laughing hysterically in their shared room. Johnny made it into their room and hid behind (y/n) on the bed as Simon made it to the door of their room and crossed his arms, glaring at Johnny as he clung to (y/n) for protection. “So I take it he licked you again?” (y/n) had the smallest smirk as he looked between the sergeant clinging to him and the lieutenant standing in the doorway. “He did, and now he’s gonna pay for it” Simon walked into the room and pulled Johnny off of (y/n) as he was yelling and begging for mercy, despite laughing the whole time as Simon held him down and put him into a chokehold. (y/n) was far too used to this sight to say much, but instead moved behind Simon and lifted the back of his balaclava before biting his neck, dropping the fabric back into place, and sprinting out of the room. “Oh come on!” Simon yelled after being bitten by his boyfriend but was smiling behind his mask as he continued to keep Johnny in a headlock for the next few minutes before running to go find (y/n)...he loved the two of them but by god did they test his patience.

[safety-writes-noms]

Merry Post-Christmas moot!

Sorry finals were giving you the eye-twitches and that I wasn't online when you made your asks request before, but here's my latest spidervores hc (centered around Miggy because hello, it's me):

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Miguel's enhanced senses make him the best at communicating with or checking in on anyone he has already consumed. Not only can he hear them speaking to him from inside his stomach easily, but his enhanced sense of touch extends to his stomach as well - he can feel his prey's movements, breathing and even their heartbeat if they're leaning against his stomach wall.

Peter B finds this very impressive - in his own experience nomming people, he mostly just feels full, and he can hear his prey speak only if they talk loudly and he strains a bit to hear.

Miguel's enhanced sense of taste makes the process of nomming prey more enjoyable for him than most of the other spiders - he picks up on very distinct flavors whenever he noms someone, and he favors prey that have a combination of sweet and savory flavors. The spiders he's nommed have asked him to describe their flavors to him, but he has a hard time directly comparing them to normal food flavors.

Miguel's sense of smell and taste combined allow him to pick up on his prey's mood/mental state - he can tell if they're stressed, happy, scared, etc. based on the subtle chemical signals their bodies give off - not exactly pheromones, but similar.

That's all I've got for now!

AJDJAJA HI MOOT!! this is also very very very very post christmas 😭 happy early valentines if you celebrate it! if not then I hope your month has been good so far.

also I love these headcanons. I think Miguel being able to feel his prey more acutely is so cool and I will now be adding it to my pile of mig hcs :D. plus it adds to his character because he's a workaholic no nonsense control freak /affectionate so of course he would be able to feel everything and make sure they’re fine inside of him.

Since he would probably only nom a select few of people (the ones who are close to him, the ones who he cares about deeply) he genuinely does care about how they feel. Especially if he can taste it. While he would prefer to stay stoic and distant, he finds that people manage to worm through his defenses and to his heart anyway.

If you’re one of those people, congrats! It’s a difficult feat but not impossible. He’s susceptible to genuine care and love and while he tries to run away from it, it catches up with him anyways. I’m not gonna pretend like this dude isn’t traumatized and struggles to accept that he’s allowed to have anything nice (judging off of his comics) but over time, if you’re determined enough to help him, he’ll definitely relent and let you in.

While he doesn’t really think he’s got any redeeming qualities, he shows that he cares through his concern. He’ll check up on you if he thinks you look exhausted or offer you a listening ear if you’re frustrated, etc. If you just want a place to relax and hide away from the overwhelming world outside, he’ll tentatively offer to nom you. Even though he’s afraid that you’ll reject him and think of him as a monster, he still wants to try, just in case you really do need it. He’ll set aside his own insecurities to help you. At his core, i think he’s a giver.

If you say yes, he’ll gulp you down with no further questions. Easy as that. Miguel wont admit that he likes to have someone tucked away inside of him, but his body betrays him, his stomach walls shifting to cradle them more comfortably, his hand subconsciously settling over his gut, etc. even if you don’t want to be gulped down, he’s fine with letting you rest on his shoulder or on his head while he works. Hes such a silly goober /pos

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Lego Movie Ninjago Jay tickle headcanons requested by @tasmparksborn who absolutely knows darn well I love Jay! Thank you for the request!!

First things first, he's a switch with a tendency to be in more lee situations. He usually doesn't get a chance to tickle people back in the moment because they annihilate him with tickles and teases.

There are times when someone will give him a signature look, and he knows he's given them a ler mood. He's always confused because he does nothing but walk into a room and suddenly he's running back the way he came with someone hot on his tail. (Usually being Kai.)

He's been deemed "squishable" before, and while he's not sure how to feel about that compliment it makes his insides warm to know people want to hug him. The first time he heard it though, he definitely was a bit freaked out.

"You want to SQUISH me?! WHAT DID I DO TO YOU???"

Typically, Jay can tell when someone's in a ler mood. He's caught Cole curling his fingers repeatedly, Zane staring at him with such intensity without blinking, Kai being too affectionate with his literal everything, and Nya just poking him in any given opportunity.

He causes cute aggression in people. He's a common target.

He will run, fair warning. At the first sign he is bolting it out of there. (Haha, pun intended.) Jay's the second fastest, unable to beat Zane's robot hovering but holds his own in a race. Ironic, he hates track.

This means he gets in tickle chases all the time. It's the worst because he's a nervous giggler (/pos), which makes him clumsier than normal. They get him really flustered.

If he had to choose, he'd rather get a tickle hug. As deceptive as they are, hiding into someone's shoulder while they tickle him to pieces is so much better than high adrenaline giggly chases.

(Respectively, Kai and Nya chase him while Cole and Zane do tickle hugs. Or if switched, Cole will magically appear out of nowhere, he does not need to run to catch his prey. Zane hovers, if he wanted to catch someone then he will. It's not out of Kai's depth to give a few sneaky pokes in his hugs. Nya has definitely trapped him in side hugs before, not often though.)

He definitely curls up at the sight of wiggling fingers.

CANNOT. STAND. THE TICKLE MONSTER. He unwilling plays along into the bit too.

He's the type to say, "No! Anything but that!" and, "That tickles!"

Poor guy is a squirmer, he can't take any kind of tickles without wiggling around. It's either that or curl into a ball, he doesn't want to hurt someone with his squirming.

He has struck people before, by total accident, and was way more flustered about that then the actual tickling.

He takes people off-guard with his laugh, as it begins a bit deeper than his speaking voice, but his tickle laugh? His tickle laugh is everywhere. He wheezes, he cackles, he giggles, he snorts, he yips and yaps. He's made every noise on Earth, at some point he doesn't sound like he's from Earth anymore. Amusing for everyone else. Embarrassing for him.

He cannot say tickle, I said this in my previous Ninjago Movie headcanons post. On a good day, he can, at least when he realizes it's not in a "I'm about to get tickled" kind of way.

He's a victim of cheer up tickles. He's far too pessimistic sometimes, too in his own head. (Those are his favorite. He can quietly admit to himself that he likes cheer up tickles. He even tries not to smile or laugh when it's clear people are trying to get him to do so, but he's not so good at "Don't React" games. He loses first a lot in the "Honey, Please Smile" game.)

Don't get him started on nibbles, kisses, or raspberries. He turns bright red, he blushes very easily very quickly. He can't handle "nom, nom, nom" teases either.

He hides his face in his scarf all the time too! It's his comfort object. He prefers removing it himself than other people doing it for him, but he'd rather suffer an attack from the tickle monster than reveal his big smile and red cheeks.

Which, moving away from the lee side of things, he snarks into his scarf to muffle himself.

"Dummy says what." "What?" "Nothing!"

I imagine he's not used to playfulness, nevertheless expressing it, so it's a wonderful treat to experience the mythical Jay Sass(TM).

With a chaotic friend group, it's only natural he picked up on some of their behavior. Then again, he's always been chaotic, he's been waiting to release it.

It comes out when he's nervous, or excited. He gets jittery, and there's this manic gleam in his eyes.

He, too, has his own signature look. It's akin to when you get caught in the act of something, like opening the fridge at 1am and getting caught by your cat or dog.

(An exact situation of this is when Cole claims he's not ticklish. He's escaped Kai's devious attempts and walks into the next room, where Jay has been listening the whole time and is very interested in proving him wrong. Jay has witnessed Cole's poker face break before, it's incredibly satisfying and empowering to know he's capable of making the impassive Cole react.)

He doesn't pounce on his victims, not like Kai or Nya. Instead, he'll sike the person into thinking he'll attack. He builds up to it by making puns. He loves a good pun, and there's so many tickle related ones!

That quickness becomes very useful in tickling. Turns out, quick skittering and gentle tickles are his theme. He's not mean, not unless it's earned and even then he's not cruel, it's more that he likes giving fluttery tickles. He likes barely leaving a touch behind, watching someone shiver and shrink away is very fun.

"It tickles? But I'm not even touching you?" When he's confident, in control, he can say the word "tickle" again.

He's not the best at pinning people down, he teams up with others quite often if he's after full-seeking revenge.

Also, he has a sign for when he's in a ler mood. He taps his fingers a lot, meaning he could be playing with his scarf or drumming them on a table. He does it rapidly, and teeters the line between subtle and not-subtly staring at his decided target.

Which is where his powers come into play. He can use very tiny shocks to tickle people, and he's hyperaware to keep it minimal so no damage is caused... but he can't help himself sometimes.

(He's gotten his friends so good with his lightning attacks. He can be menacing, especially teasy if he pretends to play with a couple bolts between his fingers.)

His teases are more compliments and narration, or plain ol' silence. He compares people to animals a lot.

"You snort like a little piggy!" / "Awww, you sound like chipmunk!" / "I didn't know you could squeak! You're like a mouse."

OH. NEW IDEA. While he struggles to say "tickle", what if he could say "kitchy-coo" a bit more easily? It's hilarious if he's weak against babytalk, but can dish it out too!

He likes to lean close to people's ears and whisper teases if he has a chance. He loves tickling people's neck, palms, and back. He pays close attention to find those small spots as well.

Meanwhile, he's incredibly ticklish everywhere. From his cheeks, nose, ears, neck, shoulders, shoulderblades, elbows, back - you see where I'm going with this.

He has one melt spot and that would be his scalp, which is ticklish too but in a "weird", quote on quote, way that leaves him soft and gooey.

The most ticklish would be his tummy, can't stand 5 seconds of it.

He's not any good at interrogation games either. Poor dude, he tries his best. It's more for the silliness of the situation. (It's way better if he gets interrogated and doesn't actually have what they're looking for. Which happens a lot!)

Classic ler Jay lines: "Oh hey! What's this?" / "I think I found a good spot!" / "Ya know, I could make it worse."

Thank you for the request!! I'm still losing my marbles over him... /pos

[justplearn]

*drops it and runs away*

*grabs and squishes affectionately*

OM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM

(Thank you so wahhh, it’s so cute!!😭)

[iamgrape]

Gluttonous Love♡lust 4

WARNING: Blood, unhinged Niki. Curiosity kills the cat, murder?

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Later that night when he come home.

He went to the big air bed you sleep in since you move in. Your hugging a teddy bear that he owned as a young demon-- which you found after searching for treasure he might have in his house after watching a cartoon show your now obsess with.

Many thoughts run in his mind, as his blue eyes slowly dulled in colors with the thought of why you come into his life or why you stayed when you cannot get anything from him, as you far you only appear like a normal human who like to watch cartoon and sleep a lot.

His hand wanted to reach out to your neck, you who's sleeping peacefully. Who don't know the danger that lies beside you.

"MC..." He kneeled beside the bed and stared at your sleeping form. Yet as the thought of his mind takes troll in his way of action, he slowly called your name.

Your name seems so normal to him, he likes calling your name or sometimes the nickname you like to be called with.

It's odd, how he felt that's it's normal thing... Yet when he realize that you come without anyone pushing into his life like the likes of Rinne, he don't know what to do.

What if you want to ruined him like how people ruined his father.

"Hmm???" You sense someone is with you and slowly wakes up, through still feeling a bit sleepy.

"Niki~ w-welcome back~ " you smiled as you reach to hug him, your very affectionate to him. Always wanting to hug him every now and then.

" Ahaha... I'm back MC..." He smiled as he pats your head.

"Zzz... H-hows... Your trip... Zzz..." You mumble haft asleep as you lean your head against him.

"It's fun one..." His hand went down to you nape. His eyes swirling with thoughts if he should eliminate you when your so defenseless in this moment.

"Hm... That's good..." You who don't know the thought of the demon your hugging who smiles while he gaze on your haft waken state.

You felt so drained as you don't intake the right food for a lust demon but it's fine, because Niki food is good...

"I'm hungry..." You whimper against him. "Hungry for what MC?" He soft smile in Niki face seems off, yet your not fully awake to see it. His voice sound odd as if his trying to get an information out of you yet your too asleep to notice it.

"Hm... I ... Want chocolate chip cookie." You mumble in your sleep. "And mochii..." You added. "Ehehe... Nom nom... " Your dreaming of cookies and mochi as you hug Niki. His scent is so nice. It make you full but also not full.

"You don't want anything else?" Don't you come into his life to feed from his desire?' he thought as he stopped his plan. "Humm...? I... I don't know... I'm hungry... For something... But it's okii... I'll be fine... If I eat your dish... I like seeing you smile...too " Your too honest in your sleep, Niki can't help but chuckle.

"My servant is so handsome and cute... Your so nice to me... I wish... I was human... And be bless with those mate thingy.... Hmm... It's so unfair... Why does.. someone like me... Have to ... " You start to weep in your sleep as your unconscious self slowly remember the reason you wanted to destroy the so called bound soul mate have and become a lord of Lust.

" It's unfair... I want companion... Why only humans have those...? Why only That incubus have a soul mate... Why can't I... " You crawl in his arms.

" What's wrong with being a demon? " Niki wipes your tears away. He felt bad to get information out of you in your defenseless state yet he want to learn more about you.

"... having long life without no one is a road of emptiness. ... Being human with a life and eternal companion through short... They have a wonderful time..."

"... Do you not enjoy your time with me, master?" He can't help but sigh as he trace your lips with his thumbs after so, he wipes your tears away.

" I do... But... But what if you... what if... You Dislike me.. what if you dislike me... I am a nasty demon... I wanna make lunch on your desire when I meet you! But... But I dont wanna... I don't wanna anymore... What if you hate me... Your the only one nice too me, not looking at me being a nasty demon who feed on desire... Huhu... Niki don't hate meeee... Don't hate me when you find out... I'm not really send by your friend... Huhuhu... " you cried. He almost thought your wide awake but he felt you won't be this honest about your identity if you were.

"Shh... It's ok... Im not mad..." He chuckle as he finally gotten the information he wanted and hugs you happily. "MC don't cry... I'll make you cookies and mochi or anything you want..." He cooed to you as you slowly calm down as he start to hummed a lullaby.

"Hmm... Zzz... Dont hate me...." You finally calm down and sleep peacefully in his arms. He sighs in relief. "I won't..." He softly kiss your forehead as he put you back to the air bed and gives you back the teddy bear that fallen off and put a comforter on your sleeping form.

Niki slowly stood up and left the room, closing the door. He lean against the door frame as his bangs cast away his gaze.

"Ah... I'm nasty too. After all... I eat humans... And I..." He covers his mouth as the scent of yours slowly taking effect on him. He felt himself drooling, his blue eyes swirling with hunger of gluttony.

You smell so good... you were like a feist he wanna dig in. The fact he thought Rinne send you stopped him from trying to eat you alive when he meet you. It was an intense urges he never experienced before.

"It's time to eat my backup..." He mumble as he stood up. He walk to another room, that he don't allow you to enter.

Inside lies a hooked meat with blood dropping into the bucket every now and then. In the corner a warm body that is tied up but the person who have been snooping around his property since a few days ago, a reporter who is on to him.

He close the door behind him as his about to take another extra this night, or else he might consume his master.

He don't want that, his master is companion after all. Taking care of your and feeding you is his daily routine now.

A smile appear on his face as he held one of the sharp knife as he approaches the whimpering unwilling human.

"I'm sorry... But I refuse to destroy my lifestyle... So please forgive me... As they say curiosity kills the cat~" and he slash down his knife with a deranged smile pasted on his face as blood splash on his face, licking the blood off that splash on his lips. He clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Oh my master, your presence is ruining my meals... Now nothing seems appealing in my taste... Only you seems so appealing in my eyes...

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-> Niki speak of literally consuming you btw. ( gluttony ) but he rather not because your his master. So his diet with only consuming human flesh once a week, now become every now and then.

->By companion, he enjoy interaction with you since you seems to be a fun person who is like him. Beside even if he unalive someone in the house, your too deep in your sleep to notice.

[crossdressingdeath]

For the durge question: 10 and 19 (I'm especifically curious about who Kyvir is close to platonically!)

(Durge asks!)

10. What motivates your Dark Urge to either embrace or resist the tadpole? I'm afraid I can't properly answer this one just yet (I haven't decided whether Kyvir's going to embrace or resist the tadpole beyond him definitely not going half-illithid, my plan is to nom all the tadpoles I can this run and then decide what suits him better from there), but in terms of his reasoning both ways... On the "embrace" side the way that the Urge has little to no hold on him when he's hanging out with the Dream Visitor encourages him to lean into it in the hope that he can keep the Urge in check or maybe silence it altogether by giving the tadpole just a little more power, and to some extent the Emperor's attempts at copying Gortash's form does encourage Kyvir to trust him. On the "resist" side the fact that the Emperor cobbled this form together from what flashes of memory he could pull from Kyvir's ravaged mind means that it always feels just a bit wrong to him, which leads to him having more reservations than he might have otherwise, and he also has concerns about sticking more stuff in his brain when it's already such a mess. Plus, the idea of letting himself become reliant on the Dream Visitor even enough to trust him to be telling the truth about absorbing the tadpoles being a good idea rubs him the wrong way. We'll see what side he ultimately comes down on!

19. Has your Dark Urge become particularly close to anyone romantically and/or platonically in their journey? If so, who, and what is the relationship like? If no, why not? Well, obviously Astarion and Halsin as his lovers. Summarizing since you're more interested in the platonic ones, Halsin's warmth and kindness are a massive comfort (and knowing that someone so ultimately good could possibly love him makes Kyvir feel like maybe he's not entirely monstrous after all), and Kyvir and Astarion have this Thing where it starts out as pure manipulation on both sides and they're basically both having to learn how to love another person at the same time. Platonically, Kyvir's closest to Gale and Karlach. With Gale it starts because by sheer coincidence Gale happens to offer to help Kyvir connect to the Weave the night after Alfira's death, and having that moment of peace and connection and comfort in the middle of all his confusion and self-disgust and fear made him latch onto Gale... pretty hard? Not helped by Gale's constant praise during that scene, because this poor boy is starved for people telling him he's doing good. He actually probably could've ended up falling for Gale quite easily, but Gale's romantic feelings come before his sexual ones and that scared Kyvir off when it came up. They're still the very best of friends, though. They hang out and talk magic theory like nerds together all the time, it's great fun. For them. Everyone else finds it deeply weird (affectionate). With Karlach I think it started with Karlach being delighted at how immediately Kyvir was like "You want us to kill some paladins for you? We will absolutely do that! I will take no arguments from the rest of the group on this!" and Kyvir not having the heart to tell her that actually he just. really wanted to kill some paladins, and was actually a little disappointed when it turned out they weren't. But then Karlach started seeking Kyvir out to hang out with him and she was so nice and sweet and also violent and he just... really liked her! And then they started getting into the "I would rather die than return to where I was" commonality and even though Kyvir didn't remember his past that... did strike a nerve and they bonded over it. Also: she's very warm. Before Dammon cooled down the engine Kyvir had to sit like a foot away from her, sure, but that was still warm and after it's safe to touch her she's so quick to hug people so it's just. touch-starved tiefling cuddle piles. (Not coincidentally, Gale and Karlach are two of the characters who respond worst to the Bhaal's Chosen reveal. This makes that whole situation Much Much Worse.)

[crypticjackal13]

Could i request a headcanon of Mk, Red son and Mei(seperatly) with a reader who is very affectionate and like to cuddle all the time. Basically they are sort of clingy but respect there boundaries. When they are having a hard time they come and ask for some cuddles to recharge there energies.

Oh my goodness absolutely

STOPLIGHT TRIO(SEPARATELY) X GN READER WHO IS AFFECTIONATE — HEADCANONS

MK

He ADORES YOU

You both like to surprise each other with hugs and smooches, and that's on a regular day

Cup their face in your hands and tell him how cool he looked during training

Them stopping by with your favorite snack and hugging you close before running off to finish deliveries

You're having a cruddy day and he brings your favorite movies, a big blanket, and cuddles you to make you feel better!!

He's stressed or down in the dumps, go get them to destress with you by laying down with each other and play some games!!

Very sweet and is the type to ask you EVERY TIME before kissing you, even if he just kissed you

MEI

She thinks you're the sweetest being to grace this earth!

Her favorite thing is when you run up and pounce on her to hug her and she catches you....and just carries you around!

Riding on her motorcycle with her and holding onto her waist,,,

Always holding one of your hands. You don't know how she does it, but she does, and it's wonderful bc her hands are very soft

Sleepovers where you two get all cozy in her bed with her stuffed animals>>>>

PLAY WITH EACH OTHER'S HAIR AND TALK ABOUT ANYTHING. IT'S GREAT

She's also the type to bite you lovingly. It never leaves marks, just a small "nom" from time to time

REDSON

They're...stiff. at first. But she gradually finds himself yearning for your affections when you're not around.

More often than not he blurts out that they want a hug or for you to hold one of her hands, and obviously, you oblige.

Throughout the relationship, they get more comfortable with not only taking affection, but giving it as well!

Forehead kisses and an arm around your waist are the most common things you'll get from him! But she won't shy away if you want to cuddle, unless they're busy. But then it's a matter of how good they are at making blueprints when you're sitting in his lap!

You never have to worry about being cold at night ever again. Or anytime, for that matter. She can lower her body heat, however they never get "cold". It's very nice during winter!

A concept: crying over something or other, and faster than you can blink, they're ushering you to a different space, taking you into his arms, and comforting you. Rubbing soothing circles onto your back as she helps you regulate your breathing, and then asking you what happened and who they need to beat up.

Wrapping yourselves up in their coat/using their coat as a blanket because it's nice and warm

[genshin-latte]

Hello!! I love your writing so much hhh thank you for all these yummy foods nom nom. Is alright if I ask for headcannons of xiao, venti, and diluc with their s/o who likes to compare their hand size or just reader enjoying touching their hands hsjksks

Hhewwo Im sorry if it took rather long this got burried in my inbox 😭 I dont write for Xiao or Venti much hehdhdjrke I hope this is okay ❤️

Xiao is... perplexed. Why do you like to hold his hand so much? He thinks they must not be very soft... or comfortable to hold.

He’s not used to physical contact, let alone affection. So your small habit really confuses him.

“Xiao, hold out your hand.” “What?” He’d look at you completely taken off guard by your request. He becomes even more confused when he sees you put your palm against his and he may get a little flustered.

If you touch his hand without warning, he might pull away on reflex the first few times, he doesn’t dislike it but it’d take him a while to get used to.

He actually tries to subtly initiate things once he grows accustomed with your gestures. Often placing his hand between the two of you when you’re sitting side by side, instead of keeping it occupied like he actually does.

Sometimes he returns your gesture, giving your hand a light squeeze or simply letting his fingers run over yours.

His hands are of average size —bigger than Venti’s smaller than Diluc’s, it’s rather thin and slender though you’d ever only feel them through his gloves.

He’ll be more than happy to indulge you. He loves the he way you’d reach out to him to compare your hands, and the way you’re always searching for his to hold.

He might tease you about it. Especially if your hands are smaller.

He’ll end up intertwining your fingers whenever you compare your hand to his. He loves holding your hand as much as you love his.

Whether you initiate it or not you’re going to end up having his hand in yours anyway, and he won’t be letting go anytime soon.

It eventually becomes a habit whenever you two are together. He’s constantly holding your hands during your dates whether it’s to take you around the city or simply lying under the tree in windrise.

His hands are a little on the small side,his palms are soft but fingers calloused due to him playing the lyre often.

He doesn’t mind it, in fact he thinks it’s quite adorable. He doesn’t show a lot of affection in public, but he finds your subtle gestures of love to be rather sweet.

You’d see a small smile on his face everytime you put your palm against his. It’s a subtle change but you’d notice how his expression softens.

Sometimes he responses by clasping your hands together, leaving soothing circles on your palm or the back of your hand with his thumb.

In private, he becomes a lot more affectionate, in fact he might be the one initiating it. Especially since he knows how much you love the gesture.

He’ll bring your hand to his lips so he can leave a soft kiss on the back of it and light ones on your fingers.

His hands are a bit large. It’s rather comforting to hold. When he’s not wearing his glove, you can feel his slightly rough palms, perhaps from his years of experience with his weapon.

[softluci]

aggressive affection, i think

(part two here!)

[ @yourlocalsinnamonroll​ (hi!) sent me an ask to do more gen z headcanons and i started working on something for her, except it isn’t actually a set of headcanons, but rather a really long...one-shot? but anyway, i thought of actual headcanons that i can share now, so i can return to my ROOTS hopefully this will do in the meantime. ]

i’m not sure if this is something unique to younger people, but i am one hundred percent sure that younger people do it a lot, just going off of the behavior of my friends and i. (i’m gonna tell you now that this isn’t entirely sfw, so minors dni please and thank u)

but i’ve found that it’s pretty common for friends to be, like, aggressively affectionate with one another, for lack of a better phrase. if not aggressively affectionate, then just really flirtatious, often for no reason, and it is still meant entirely in a platonic sense. some examples of this that i have experienced include, but are not limited to:

“i’m gonna eat you,” “do u wanna make out,” “just remember, no matter WHAT happens, i will ALWAYS wanna make out with you,”  “i have literally wanted to fuck all of you at some point,” “let’s have sex,” “stfu before i kiss you,” [points to lap] “is this seat taken?” “every day i’m like, ‘wow, [name] is so cool, we should make out,’” and so on and so forth.

so you can imagine the fun i’m about to have.

lucifer

“blindsided,” does not even begin to describe what you’ve done to this man. while his recovery time was quick, he was still so, so confused. 

all he said was, “you look nice today,” why did you threaten to kiss him? was that even a threat? 

he doesn’t know because you said, “stop before you get kissed on the mouth,” but it doesn’t matter because you failed to consider that he is obsessed with you in dire need of a kiss on the mouth, and you, silly thing that you are, just provided conditions under which he can get one. 

that said, have fun trying to explain to this man that you were joking while he’s holding you against him with the most smug look on his dumb little face. if you don’t wanna kiss him, okay, but by the time he feels like letting you go, your face is gonna be scorching and you will have properly learned not to do that again. unless you enjoyed yourself, in which case—

by the way, if you believe in a higher power, you had better pray he doesn’t do this to you because now that you’ve planted the idea in his villainous little brain, he’s just biding his time. so the next time you compliment him innocently, and he says, “be quiet before i kiss you,” like the monster he is, assert your dominance by kissing him first, it’s the only way to maintain your dignity. 

mammon

why would you do that to him. he is literally in love with you, you can’t be doing this. he knows he’s an attractive person, but you can’t tell him that, and you especially can’t do it by flirting with him, it’s embarrassingly disarming. especially since he was going to make fun of you once he saw that you were looking at the issue of majolish with him on the cover. he had a plan and everything, and you ruined it. he was gonna say something dumb cool, after which you would be embarrassed , and he would laugh. 

but then you looked at him, said, “i’m gonna eat you,” and his entire plan was thwarted. now you have to stand there and watch him struggle to form a sentence while his face gets red. you should take this opportunity to bite him, give him a little nom on the shoulder or something, just to razz him. it’ll be great, i promise. 

luckily, he can’t even think about doing this to you without having to lie down, so you should be safe—unless, of course, he catches both you and himself by surprise. so if you get nommed on, you had it coming. 

levi 

you menace. you absolute villain. you’re laughing. 

levi was about to go into a match he was nervous about, and then you said, “it’s okay, no matter what happens, i will always wanna make out with you,” and then he dropped his controller and blacked out, and you’re laughing. 

you’re terrible. absolutely awful. acquaint yourself with shame while you blow cool air into his face and shake him awake. 

when he does wake up, and he reminds you that he’s the avatar of envy, do nawt be surprised. 

try to explain to him that you were kidding and let it slip that you say these types of things to everyone and you’re getting a tail around your waist. no matter how much he might stutter while he makes his point, the fact remains that he’s the only one you’re allowed to say these things to now. you can do it to the others while he’s not around if you feel so inclined, but he’s going to find out eventually, so good luck explaining yourself while he doesn’t keep his tail still when he uses it to hold you in place. 

your only saving grace here is that he is physically incapable of doing it to you, but, you know. that probably gets overridden by how possessive he’s gonna get.

satan

you’re deranged. or just really confident. or a fool. it doesn’t matter, you fucked up. he said a normal thing, and then you threw him for a loop. 

you were nervous about an exam the next day, he said, “you’re a capable person, you have nothing to be worried about.” 

and then you, evidently forgetting that he is not one of your human friends, said, “flattery will get you made out with,” and tried to walk away. 

first of all, how was that flattery? he was stating a fact. second of all, who said he didn’t wanna make out with you🤨. he never said that, you are making assumptions about him and his character. 

anyway, he has no idea where you think you’re going, but you didn’t make it very far before he caught up to you anyway. 

when he repeats what you said back to you in the form of a question, with that deceptively polite look on his face, know that he is being rhetorical. do not bother trying to explain yourself, it’ll be difficult to do so in a convincing manner while he’s backing you up to the nearest wall. do not be surprised when he takes this opportunity to blindside you with praise, directly into your ear, with that fatally smooth voice of his. and do NAWT be surprised when he pulls back and says, “why am i not being made out with?” with a dumb little smile. it brings him a lot of joy to see you squirm.

you don’t even have a saving grace here. this man is ruthless, he’s gonna do this to you literally whenever he wants, and he won’t even let you look away, let alone run away, so find joy in the monster you have created. 

asmo

listen. unless you are genuinely empty headed, there is absolutely no way you did this on accident. 

he wasn’t even doing anything out of character either, it was the middle of self-care night, he was putting moisturizer on your face for you, and he went, “you’re even cuter up close,” which is a normal, tame thing for him to say.

so unless you just have uncontrollable knee-jerk reactions, no way did you say, “so make out with me then,” to this man, by accident.

you’re lucky he has some knowledge of the fact that you sometimes say things that aren’t smart, so he didn’t just immediately jump on you; however, you are by no means in the Clear. 

you blinked and he was nose to nose with you and basically in your lap. now you have to deal with his wandering hands while you try and explain yourself—that is, if you can even overcome how flustered you are, which you probably can’t. luckily, he knows you probably didn’t mean it, but he’s still asmo, so he takes it upon himself to be respectfully heinous like the gentleman he is.

so when he somehow manages to get even closer to you and says, “honey, you should really get a handle on those impulses of yours, unless you plan on following through,” like the bastard he is, know that from that point forward, whatever happens is on you. 

here is another man with whom you have no saving grace; now that you’ve given him the idea that he can be more explicit with you,,, well.

beel

you’re a heathen. why would you do something like this. well, you know what, maybe you aren’t that much of a heathen, considering that you did bake cookies for him. that was really sweet of you, so he thanked you and complimented your skill, like a regular person.

so why, exactly, did you say, “i only accept thanks in the form of kisses, preferably with tongue,” ? something is genuinely not right with you. 

now you have this man standing there, confused and red in the face. he’s trying to do the math, and nothing is adding up. like, it’s definitely doable, he can definitely do that, but, like, why would you make this request so suddenly?

this is probably the only instance in which you can coherently say, “i was kidding, you don’t actually have to do that,” and it almost doesn’t work. 

you absolutely should not have been leaning against the counter because now he’s standing in front of you, and you have nowhere to run. 

however, the thing about beel is that he is someone who flusters people without meaning to, so he has no idea of the effect that his, “are you sure?” has on you. 

luckily, you’re still mostly coherent because you know that beel isn’t heinous like his brothers, so you manage to tell him that he doesn’t have to kiss you if he doesn’t want to because you were kidding. 

you have every right to be surprised when, all of a sudden, you’re sitting on the counter, and he says, “why do you think i don’t want to?” 

do you have a saving grace with this man? kind of. he would never say what you said or something similar, but the next time he compliments you and you choose to be normal and say, “thank you,” he’s gonna ask if he should kiss you, so try not to collapse.

belphie

now. he isn’t the Worst Person you could’ve done this with. but by god you are out of your mind.

your first mistake was choosing to lie down next to him, not because you had plans to be a menace, but because he is always a menace and has a thing for reminding you, which he can do more easily when you’re in proximity to him. 

so when he said, out of nowhere, “are you ticklish?” you should’ve just rolled away, which wouldn’t have worked, but it would have been less chaotic then saying, “you are legally required to make out with me before you try and find out.” 

you said it so casually that he was almost stunned into staying still, but his recovery time was excellent.

the next thing you knew, you were laying underneath a very smug, very menacing man, who seemed entirely too prepared to listen to what you had to say for once. 

“legally?”

okay, so, maybe you should’ve chosen your words more carefully, but he was seconds away from tickling you, so you didn’t exactly have time to defend yourself. you can never backtrack with belphie anyway, so it makes sense that you went headlong into your claim, telling him that yes, this is, in fact, the law of the land. 

“i was never one to pay attention to the law, but since you’re being so insistent, i guess i don’t really have a choice—”

leave it to him to pretend like you’re a burden as if he isn’t literally head over heels in love with you like everyone else fond of you. bastard. 

there is absolutely nothing to save you from this man. he isn’t tactful enough to wait for an opportunity to do this to you, like satan or lucifer, so expect to be Just Sitting There when he tells you that you’re required to make out with him right this instant—it’s the law. 

[megan-is-mia]

Neck kisses from yandere ruggie with a blushing darling please?

(He almost go nom-nom on the neck) 20. “You could rip my heart from my chest, and I’d still adore you.” 95. “Why are you so afraid of me?” (Yandere! Ruggie Bucchi x Fem! S/o)

”Hey baby I’m back” Ruggie said cheerfully as he threw open the door to his room. On his bed right where he’d left her, was (Y/n). He’d taken a bit of a gamble today, leaving his door unlocked the entire time he was away at classes and seeing if his pretty girlfriend would try to run away. So you can imagine how happy he was seeing his lover still in the place where she belonged. If he was being honest he wouldn't have been super pissed if she’d tried to run. It was fun to chase her around once in a while.

It was even more fun getting to punish her once he’d caught her. Alas it seemed (Y/n) wasn’t going to be doing any running today so he’d have to dote on her for having good behavior. Ruggie dropped his backpack by his desk before pouncing on the bed and starting to cover his baby’s neck in kisses. The young woman made no sort of movement to indict she was even aware of the physical contact until the hyena’s teeth brushed against her voicebox. It was like a switch had been flipped: the girl began squirming frantically, her mouth agape as senseless gibblish flowed from it, and her eyes wide with intense fear. Ruggie held tight to (Y/n) perplexed by this sudden change in temperament. He tried to continue his string of kisses, hoping maybe this would coax the young woman into calming down but if anything it only increased his sweetheart’s discomfort. The hyena shifted his weight on the bed so he could pin his partner down.

“Why are you so afraid of me all of a sudden? I was just giving you some hello kisses baby” hyena said with a pout as he stared down at the girl who was already starting to calm, worn-out by her own panic attack and allowing Ruggie to resume his affectionate efforts. “Please don’t eat me” (Y/n) said in a voice so soft, the boy almost thought he’d imagined it. He froze, confused by this answer but soon knowing the answer as a chuckle slipped from between his teeth. “Nah, I’m not gonna eat you baby” he said in a soothing tone. Back when he’d first locked her up in his room, the only way she’d obey was under the threat that he’d eat her otherwise. He’d even sunk his teeth lightly into her throat to show he was joking around. The feeling of his fangs even brushing that part of her body again must have triggered a panic attack in (Y/n). Frankly, Ruggie was surprised she even still believed his threat at all. It was kinda cute in a weird way. “In fact… You could rip my heart from my chest, and I’d still adore you” Ruggie said, licking over the spot where his teeth has lightly scratched (Y/n)’s skin and causing her to let out a little gasp as her cheeks turned pink with a sudden blush. The hyena felt another chuckle about to slip out as he continued doting attentively on his lovely girlfriend. Now that he was certain that she’d never leave him, it was time to start eradicating those lingering misgivings she had towards him~ what fun they’d have… THE END

[sgrayonderii]

nom de guerre

SSM21 Day 17: a gentle man

In which some titles are more accurate than others. Samurai-esque AU

It is common knowledge that for a noble title and a swath of land, her mother was sold to a warlord.  

Haruno Sakura had the great misfortune of being born as the daughter of a destitute samurai family. Their master had long been vanquished and their lands long sold to make ends meet. And yet still longed for days yonder. 

But her mother also had the great fortune of being born a beauty, so when the opportunity arose; a passing hegemon looking for a bride, Sakura’s parents took a chance. 

They say that the young warlord was so mesmerized by her mother that he immediately accepted the terms of the expensive bride price and took her as his wife. 

On their wedding day, mother was dressed in her finest robes while her father arrived late in a full suit of blood soaked armor. 

The ceremony itself was a soleum affair. Her parents pledged themselves before the gods and swear to their union.

And so Haruno Sakura becomes Lady Uchiha no Sakura, the wife of Lord Uchiha no Madara.

----

Sarada has faint memories of her father; more often than not her father is sent to the battlefield and only returns a few days to weeks at a time between campaigns. 

The Uchiha clan is one of the important noble families of the Konoha and known for its long history of bloodthirsty warriors. Her father is no exception. 

Whenever he returns home, Sarada hides behind her mother’s skirt. Her father is an imposing demon-like man, larger than life, and taller than a mountain. Someone more suited for stories and legends than real life. 

They call him a man more fearsome than Susanoo-no-Mikoto itself. So violent, so blood crazed, it is a wonder that Sakura lived as long as she did when a male heir had yet to be born. 

Thankfully, it seems that as a daughter, her father pays very little attention to her. Whenever he returns from the borderlands between here and Oto, he barely spares her a glance. 

However, whenever his eyes meet her mother’s through his helmet, he beckons her over. 

“Sakura,” he commands, voice deep and low, “bring some tea to my quarters.”

Sarada always remembers her mother looking angry but determined then. Sakura dutifully follows her husband into the inner chambers. She doesn’t emerge until late morning.

Sarada is usually having lessons during this time, but one day she sneaks out of her etiquette classes to find her mother. 

She searches almost the entire unusually empty manor before finding Sakura in the kitchen brewing tea. Her mother’s clothes are covered in blood and her hands are covering her tears. 

Sarada has never seen her mother sob so terribly before.

From then on, she decides that her father must be an especially cruel man. 

---- 

Whenever her father returns from war, her Papa also comes home. 

Today she finds him on the engawa overlooking the gardens. He is sipping some tea while looking over some scrolls. He appears injured, bandages wrapped around his torso, but otherwise in good health. 

If her father is the devil incarnate, then Sarada’s papa is a handsome devil. 

No wonder her Mama is so taken with him. Sometimes when she is supposed to be asleep, she can hear her Mama fuss over Papa. They hold hands when no one is looking and share secrets no other soul knows. 

Despite the cold manor they reside in, Mama is an affectionate woman at her core and her Papa is receptive to all she has to give. 

And Papa must be someone important too; after all he is allowed to leave and enter from the inner quarters that a normal Uchiha foot soldier could not. 

Sarada pads over to him, he looks up and beckons her closer. 

“Have you been a good girl, little peanut?” 

Sarada scoffs. “ I’m not a nut.” But she holds out her hands anyways. 

Her Papa chuckles and pulls out some dried persimmons from his sleeves. “Don’t tell Sakura.” 

Sarada smiles at their little secret before taking a bite. “What are you reading?” Her Papa allows her to climb onto his lap and drapes the scroll over her. Sarada squints, only understanding a fraction of the words on the paper. She points and reads aloud the characters she recognizes.

“Good girl.” He slips her another dried persimmon.

That is when her mother finds them. 

“Sasuke-kun!” her mama enters the scene in a huff, “I told you to stop that, you’ll ruin her dinner.”

Sarada quickly shoves both persimmons into her mouth. Her papa has the decency to look sheepish. 

“You can’t keep spoiling her like that! She is going to get an upset stomach!” Sakura continues.

“Do you want me to spoil you too?” 

Her mama sputters, all red and flustered. Her hands move to cover her flaming cheeks.

Sarada meanwhile uses the distraction to hold out her hands for another treat. Her gentle papa instead leans down and kisses her forehead.

---

For the past year, her father and his retainers had been defending the borders between Oto and Konoha. After the dissenters were finally defeated, a grand celebration is held in her father’s honor. 

She remembers that her father was hailed as the second coming of Madara, the legendary clan head from the distant past. The comparison is uncanny, both bloodthirsty and merciless but dauntless in the face of adversary. Soon it becomes her father’s mantle; Lord Uchiha no Madara, the slayer of the Orochi. 

Sarada hadn't been invited to the banquet due to her age but that night she is much too excited to sleep. She has never seen so many people gathered in one place in her life. And even though her father’s presence makes her nervous, she loves the tales about his exploits. 

The banquet hall is rowdy and the envoy’s drunken singing could be heard from down the halls. The fuzzy silhouettes of her father’s soldiers line the banquet hall, she has a hard time making out who is who. Everything is quite blurry even with the multiple lanterns.

The only one Sarada could identify for sure is her mother. Sakura’s features are distinct, like a lone flower against the night sky. Her mother sits obediently at the head of the table beside the man that is her father. 

He has forsaken armor this time, but there is still a sword at his side. From the distance, her father doesn’t look particularly like he was enjoying the festivities. 

He appears bored. Perhaps his blood is not used to peace, after all a beast belonged in the wild and a warrior to the battlefield. 

Sakura every once and a while would refill her father’s sake cup or serve him more of the feast in front of him. Occasionally, when her mother would lean over and her father would whisper something into her ear. 

Her mama would stiffen and her face would become strained. At first Sarada can’t make out the expression, until a small smile blooms on her mama’s visage. 

Sarada goes to bed soon after, not quite understanding their interactions. 

---

Her earliest memory of Papa is halfway past her fourth year. 

Father had been back for a few days now, not that she had really seen him. And to be perfectly honest, her father is a scary man and she would rather not run into him. 

But Sarada is also curious so she puts on a brave face and finds herself outside her mother’s quarters.

Peering through the crack in the paper screen door, Sarada spots her mother’s figure and a man she doesn’t recognize. 

Her mama is leaning on the man’s shoulder while he serves her sake with his free hand. Back then, Sarada found it a strange role reversal that a man dressed in such luxurious robes was pouring her mama a drink. 

Sarada has seen some men in her father’s army throw a tantrum when a pretty lady wouldn’t attend to them. Even Sakura during official functions knows to serve her father first before anyone else can even eat.

But this man sat with her mama so nonchalantly and closely, breaking tradition as if it was nothing!

Her shock was audible to where her mother and the man turned to see her crouched by the entryway. 

Sarada felt as if she interrupted a private moment, but man’s expression morphed into something soft and Sakura giddily rushes over to pick her up. 

“Sarada! Come, come! Papa is here, see?” Sakura hands her over the stranger’s awaiting arms. She doesn’t want to leave her mama’s embrace but the man’s is just as warm. 

“Hello little peanut, have you been good while I was away?” 

How is she supposed to answer him? She opts for a nod and reaches for the familiarity of her mother.

“Sasuke-kun…” 

“It’s alright, she probably isn’t used to my face.” He leans over regardless and kisses her mother’s forehead. Then he looks Sarada straight in the eye. “I am you papa.” 

Sarada thinks she likes this ‘Sasuke-kun,’ this Papa. Someone so kind to her mother can’t be a bad man. 

----

As she gets older, Sarada becomes privy to the rumors about the current acting head of the Yamanaka clan. How her son looks nothing like her deceased husband but has the same eyes as the court painter. 

And Sarada has her own theories about her mama and the man that is her papa.

She just hopes that her father never finds out. 

---

Even though her mother is essentially the lady of the house, Sarada still hears whispers of her lineage. Even more so now that Sarada begins wearing glasses. 

Before her father leaves for his next campaign, he gives Sakura his inkan. 

As the wife of the lord, Sakura officially acts as his surrogate in any official business even if some of the family retainers aren’t happy about it. 

Fortunately, many would rather swallow their pride that incur her father’s wrath. 

All except one. 

Uchiha no Shin, a rather minor branch clan member, always disapproved of her father and even more so now that he left his wife in charge of the estate in his absence. 

It all comes to a head when Sakura denies him funding for a rather ill thought out building project. 

“You dirty wench! ” 

Sarada can hear the screams from her room. She rushes to the scene. Sakura is still standing her ground when she arrives. 

“I don’t see any benefit in this strategy and I doubt my dear lord husband would either.” 

“What do you know?! You are nothing but a plaything you stupid bitch, I’ll teach you some manners!” Shin chooses that moment to raise his hand at her mother. 

Sarada feels the anger seep into her bones but her mother chooses that moment to retaliate and punch Shin square in the face herself. 

Shin falls back unceremoniously. Sarada is slack jawed. 

“How dare you!” he seethes. Shin tries to get up only for another person to rush to her mother’s aid. 

Shin’s screams are agonizing and it takes Sarada a moment to realize that not only had her father returned, but he had drawn his sword and stabbed it clean through Shin’s arm, effectively pinning it to the tatami. 

“Sasuke-kun!” 

Sarada blinks once. Twice. 

“Are you alright Sakura?” Her father, her papa asks, completely ignoring their screaming relative. 

Sakura nods and he turns to her as well “Are you okay Sarada?” his voice deep and low but the same kind cadence up close as her beloved papa.

Suddenly her father’s mysterious and distant features that were always hazy to her meld with the papa in front of her now.  

Sarada adjusts her glasses. She feels really stupid in that moment. 

---

This time, Sarada is invited to the banquet. 

It’s an annual harvest festival and her father is the guest of honor. The local leaders once again announce him as ‘Lord Uchiha no Madara’ much to his chagrin. 

“I really hate when they call me that.” Sasuke tells them later when the food is being served and drinks are flowing freely. Sakura is on one side while Sarada is on the other. Habitually he is discreetly putting any sweets that make it his way and the tenderest pieces of meat onto their plates. 

“Anata,” with time Sarada notices that her mother only ever uses this term in public when her father needed more placating than usual, “they are just just in awe of how great you are!”

“I wish they had chosen something different, Madara was such a pain in the ass.” 

“Sasuke-kun!” Her mother tries to be scandalized but can’t help but devolve into a fit of giggles. 

As her father continues to look on adoringly at his wife, Sarada can’t help but agree with him. 

A name like that is unfitting of her gentle papa. 

A/N: Happy Sasusaku month 2021! My brain is mush right now so excuse the multitude of grammatical errors. Thank you for reading!

And just to note in historical Japan, men tended to change their names depending on significant life events. For example, Minamoto no Yoshitsune's childhood name was Ushiwakamaru.

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Hey!!! First congrats on 400+ followers. 🥳🎉 Can I request headcanons of Law, Luffy, Zoro and Ace with a S/O that likes horror, scary stories, scare the people and dress like a scary monster?

Heyya! 🍀 thank you so much!! And of course ^.^ (Okay I'm not going to lie I got super happy when I saw this request because I'm actually a massive horror fan... sorry for the random info but ye😅) my apologies for very long wait and hope you enjoy~

(Gender neutral)

Headcanons Law, Luffy, Zoro, Ace x S/O that loves horror

Trafalgar Law

🍄Honestly loves the fact that {Name} loves horror, since he has someone to share stories with as well as watch movies. Seeing as Law is also a bit of a horror fan. Especially when {Name} starts suggesting those really amazing gorefests and slasher films (those are Law's favourites).

🍄 His partner gets easily excited over things like hearing new stories and urban legends...even potentially having the chance to see a ghost ship. {Name} loves telling Law about the new things they learned about, and retells the stories.

🍄 Many occasions when his partner will force him to stay awake to keep them company for when they go "ghost hunting" or even read scary stories.

🍄 Law couldn't get over the absolute look of joy when {Name} got to experience their first Halloween and Horror festival, a whole day of festivity circulating around the things they love was amazing in their eyes. And they couldn't stop speaking about it for days after, thanking Law for taking them.

🍄 {Name} isn't someone who startles or gets frightened easily. So when strange creatures come crawling out of dark caves... it's quite an opposite reaction. Law has to drag {Name} away from the terrifying monster that they are busy finding adorable and trying to pet.

🍄 There is an ongoing bet amongst the crew on who can give {Name} a fright, since every attempt is met with failure and that bored expression from them, finding no amusement in such attempts. Making comments like "I might be scared if you were wearing someone else's face and wielding a chainsaw."

🍄 That's not to say that {Name} doesn't enjoy their own bout of dressing up as something terrifying and paying their crewmates back for all the attempted scares. (Of course {Name} is much more successful in their endeavours). Though when they jumped out at Law to "attack" him, they were met with Law who already had his sword drawn and quick use of Room. {Name} saw the world bouncing and eventually their own body. Law had decapitated them... of course as soon as he heard those excited mutterings instead of anguish he finally realized it was {Name}.

Monkey D. Luffy

🍖 When it comes to anything that could be related to the horror spectrum, {Name} and Luffy share the same curiosity. Having the time of their life when they get to go to places like Thriller Bark. Considering the fact that Luffy truly doesn't see things as terrifying but rather as exciting.

🍖 Luffy lights up when {Name} explains a new scary story they heard from locals and basically recruits Luffy to join them with any sort of expedition regarding ghost hunting, or even going to find those so called monsters.

🍖 Try as they may, {Name} cannot get Luffy to stay awake with them when wanting to watch a scary movie or anything of the like. Honestly Luffy's ability to sleep through anything and everything is the truly terrifying thing.

🍖 Luffy enjoys seeing his partner happy, especially when they have the chance to be surrounded with like minded people who love horror as much as they do. Of course conversations without context sound completely weird... When Luffy first walked past the conversation was about some dude with a bunch of pins in his face, then the next thing was talking about some dude with a machete who gets angry seeing people getting too affectionate. He just noms his food trying to make sense of the conversation.

🍖 Oh the amount of times {Name} and Luffy run towards the danger... some terrifying man eating beast? - {Name} is trying to hug it while Luffy dangles from his mouth after trying to see how big its teeth were.

🍖 Luffy has tried a lot to give {Name} a fright, along with the rest of the crew... surprisingly the one who actually succeeded was Chopper.

🍖 Unsuccessfully tried to give Luffy a fright, its unfortunate... since jump scares don't really work on him and slow building suspense just goes straight over his head.

Roronoa Zoro

⚔ Zoro is neither here nor there about horror, unlike his partner who is an absolute fanatic. Of course now and then he will show interest to the stories that pique his interest but beyond that, there really isn't anything outrageous that frightens him. Until {Name} told Zoro about a gremlin that steals booze, and vampires... (Zoro is 100% convinced that Mihawk is a vampire)

⚔ Despite not being completely interested in stuff like horror, Zoro still entertains everytime his partner wants to speak about it. There is often necessity for extra explanation for Zoro to full understand something but {Name} truly appreciates that he always tries.

⚔ There have been attempts where {Name} has tried to induct Zoro in the ways of horror by trying to get him to stay up till the witching hour while watching movies.

⚔ Needless to say, Zoro is a bit out of his depth when {Name} drags him to these places that are supposedly rich in things that border horror.

⚔ "{NAME!!} DON'T DO THAT!" Zoro cried out as he watched his partner practically walking into the mouth of some giant sea king... After retrieving {Name} and dying from a heart attack after seeing that, only to have them do it again. Poor Zoro was having a hard time trying to prevent them from just walking into strange creatures mouths out of curiosity.

⚔ Luckily they are not ones to fall to any kind of scare tactics or taunting. Especially when enemies attempt the scare factor...{Name} turns into a super fan when 'Demon Zoro' makes an appearance.

⚔ Zoro is both admiring and annoyed by {Name's} extremely creative costumes, some of them being way too realistic for comfort. When {Name} 'haunted' the ship in their ghost costume....even Brook was terrified. During the whole ordeal, Zoro instantly knew it was {Name} so he rolled over, back to his nap. (They didn't appreciate the amount of salt that was pelted at them by the rest of the crew)

Portgas D. Ace

🔥 One of the things that he will never admit... Ace hates horror. Mostly because he is a complete wuss when it comes to things like scary stories and horror movies... even when {Name} points out seeing a ghost, Ace will turn pale. Truthfully {Name} does find Ace's little squeaks and the way he hugs them tightly when watching movies together to be adorable.

🔥 Listening to {Name} recalling so many graphic details with such a crystal clear and vivid imagery never helped with Ace's weak constitution towards horror... One of the most terrifying stories {Name} had told him was the one about sea creatures running out of the sea with mechanical legs, powered by some kind of conscious bacteria that smelled of death.

🔥 Ace struggled to say no against {Name's} pleading gazes when they would ask him to stay up for just one more movie.

🔥 Although Ace was not a fan of it, and would personally be as far away from it as possible... he knew {Name} loved it. Often on his lone travels, if he heard people discussing something that he thought would catch {Name's} interest he would inquire about it. Returning with new terrifying tales for {Name}.

🔥 When walking in some dark forest in the middle of the night, with some suspicion of something supernatural or paranormal lurking in the shadows... Ace tightens his grip on his partners hand, braving the scary situation just for them. When something jumps out, Ace is usually the one who clings to {Name} while they are the ones who are all for wanting to go headfirst into the scary situation.

🔥 Ace can only laugh at the pathetic attempts of his crewmates who have taken on the challenge of trying to scare {Name}, no matter what they throw at them...nothing works. That's not to say that {Name} isn't scared of things, especially when they saw a tiny mouse and freaked out. Scrambling and jumping into Ace's arms while cowering away from the tiny and harmless creature.

🔥 {Name} accidentally scares Ace and the other crewmates sometimes when they just forget that they are wearing one of those outfits they made, shuffling about until they hear shocked gasps or even screams before realizing why.

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Tribute to A Perfect Night by Mari Mancusi

A Perfect Night is the new short story by Dangerous Secrets author, @marimancusi​​ . Just like DS, I loved reading APN so much! The writing was so warm and intimate and so real! And this story focuses on happy times with Agnarr, Iduna, Elsa and Anna! Mmm...warm fuzzy feeling. Little Elsa is so pure in heart and has good intentions. And Mari captured litte Anna EXACTLY as we know her from both movie prologues!

Also, Mari is truly a Frozen fan first, author second! She effortlessly weaves in soooo many little references to the rest of Frozen-verse, just like she did for DS! And just as I wrote two mega posts on the references in DS, here is my tribute post to APN! Long post filled with screencaps and gifs.

Spoilers, obviously. And go read the short story here if you haven’t! 

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I groaned as Gerda cheerfully pulled open the bedroom curtains, sending blinding rays of light into the room. I was about to pull the covers over my head to hide from them when suddenly I remembered why I’d asked her to wake me up.

The ladies of the royal family certainly love their beauty sleep!

It was our anniversary day! I shot up in bed.

I’d been planning the day for weeks, carefully orchestrating the most perfect night for Agnarr and me.

APN has SO much Frozen Fever vibes, if you picture Iduna as Elsa and Agnarr as Anna. Both Iduna and Elsa plan extensively for a special event for Agnarr and Anna (her birthday). And later on, the celebration goes awry, but Agnarr and Anna reassure them with their love that what they want most is to be with them.

I smiled. Little Anna had convinced her big sister to use her magic again. Elsa could never deny her request.

And then there was my dress. I’d managed to purchase some luxurious silk from overseas and had spent weeks sewing a new gown. It had a silver sash, and the dusty-blue skirt drifted to the floor like a cloud. All that was left to do was sew some tiny pearls onto the bodice to make it sparkle in the candlelight.

I recently came across this comic/Fanart by Ponzu and it depicts the headcanon that Iduna had a dress that Elsa modelled her F1 transformation dress on. I like that headcanon, and I would like it if the APN dress was THIS dress.

There were mountains of snow, an ice-skating rink, and, of course, dozens of snowmen of various sizes. (Was that my mother’s scarf wrapped around the crooked one’s neck?)

A little edit I made and previously posted!

The sisters exchanged looks. “Chocolate!” they breathed in perfect unison. I laughed. Like mother, like daughters. And father, too.

I wish I had the skills to animate the little ones saying Chocolate! in unison. Well, the next best thing I can do is find this and pretend they said Chocolate then!

“So romantic!” Elsa swooned. “Sooo womanticked,” Anna agreed, attempting her own swoon that almost landed her on her bottom again. Her big blue eyes locked on me.

Awww Mari! Getting Anna to cutely mispronounce her words! Just gets me everytime. And big blue eyes! Here I have a screencap of Anna swooning in F2. You know what I’d really like to see? A picture of little Elsa swooning!

“Ooh!” Anna clapped her hands.

I bit my lower lip. (occurs twice in the story)

The girls certainly take after their mama! There are lots more times that Anna and Elsa bit their lower lip, I didn’t capture them all but others have!

“I’ll take care of it, Mama,” Elsa said. Then she peered at me closer. “Are you all right?” she added, her brows drawn in concern as she caught my face. 

“Poor Mama!” Elsa said, putting a hand to my cheek, as if I was the daughter and she was the mother. 

Awwwwwww!!! I love that little Elsa is so mature and so affectionate. And caressing Mama’s cheek!!! Mmmmmppphhhh!!!

..a florist fussing about the nearby lutefisk stand smelling up her shop

Lutefisk.

..a kindly old man greatly concerned about the growing homeless-cat population, demanding the crown provide food and little sweaters.

Sweaters for little kittens? Provided!

“But it still tastes really good!” Anna chimed in, patting a section [of Iduna’s souffle] that had clearly been nibbled on.

Here we have the first of two times that Anna was like Olaf in FF, making a mess of things!

My eyes flew open. “My dress . . .” “We fixed that, too, Mama!” Anna said excitedly. “Wait till you see it.” I watched, filled with dread, as she ran to the wardrobe and threw open its doors. There, on a peg, was my once beautiful dress—the one that had taken me weeks to sew. Now it was covered in messily glued-on pearls—and a few chocolate handprints for good measure.

This scene just reminds me of Olaf messing up the letters in FF! Out of good intentions.

“Isn’t it just the beautifulest?” Anna declared, sighing dreamily.

Beautifuller, Beautifulest!

As I stepped through the doors, I drew in a breath. The room was gorgeous. Gerda had clearly worked overtime to set up the fancy silverware and china plates and goblets filled with wine. There were fresh roses spilling out from baskets. Candles flickered in the dim light.

Good old Gerda!!

And then I burst into tears. Agnarr was beside me in a second, pulling me into his arms. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”

Agduna hug! Ohhhh so touching!!

“Oh, sweetheart,” Agnarr whispered into my ear. He took my hands in his own, squeezing them tight. “This night is already special. Because I get to spend it with you.”

Anna/Agnarr taking Elsa/Iduna’s hands into their own

You didn’t screw up! I LOVE YOU!!

His lips pressed against mine, and his hands found my hips. Then he quickly yanked them away, realizing they were covered in chocolate. I blushed hard, but he started to laugh, bringing his fingers to his lips. Maybe tonight could still be romantic after all. . . .

That’s a steamy excerpt from Dangerous Secrets. An overtly sexual scene!!! Iduna is weak with arousal...Wink Wink...chocolate covered fingers really turns them on!! Ahem...forkanna cakefic anyone? 

I gasped as my eyes fell on a spectacular sight in the center of the courtyard: our special tree, now covered in crystals of ice, sparkling brilliantly under the full moon. “Do you like it?” Elsa asked. “I did it myself!” “It’s . . . beautiful,” I whispered, so in awe I could barely speak.

Oh Mari! So beautiful that you referenced the make-out tree, now lit up with crystals of ice! Now I wonder if Elsa was the one who lit it for F2 in the scene above!

I raised my eyebrows at Agnarr. We both knew chocolate was a big deal to our youngest daughter. The fact that she was willing to give hers away . . .

Om nom nom!!

Elsa smiled proudly. “Of course, I might have changed it around a little. Gave it a happy ending.” “She gets married!” Anna burst in. “She marries the prince!” Elsa groaned. “Also, she gets to keep her legs and has the freedom to do what she wants in life

A little nod at WDAS’ version of the Little Mermaid! XD

“It sounds perfect, sweetheart,” Agnarr said, picking her up and twirling her around. “Happy endings are my favorites.” He pulled her into his arms, hugging her close. Elsa beamed.

Awww I wish I could see an animation of Agnarr hugging little Elsa like this!!

Then I walked her to Elsa and Agnarr so we could have a family hug. “I’m crying because I’m happy.” “Thank you, girls,” I said, nuzzling my face against Anna’s auburn hair before setting her down. “You did good.”

Family hug! I’m so sorry I do not know who created this edit, I saved it ages ago. I love this! And Mari I loved the description of Iduna nuzzling her face against Anna’s auburn hair. Awwwww my heart!! It’s SO REAL!!!

“But someday is a long way away!” Anna sulked, still not moving. “You know I don’t have that kind of—”

You know I don’t have that kind of patience!

“Hey, Anna,” Elsa broke in. “Do you want to build a snowman?”

Elsa asked Anna!!! Elsa asked Anna!!! AAaaahhhhhhh!!!

I watched as she ran toward the door at full Anna speed.

Anna Speed! Oh Mari even in the last few lines you throw in a reference! In Frozen Fever (again) we can see Anna Speed in action! When Elsa gives her her birthday dress, Anna RUNS from the bed to the changing area SO fast that she hits the wall with a BANG! And behind the screen we hear a loud GRUNT from her as she rips off her nightgown rapidly!! I can’t add a video to this mega long post but I did post it here previously! Turn on your sound!!

THANKS SO MUCH MARI MANCUSI!!

And thanks if you read till the end of this mega post!