#hc request event

[regrator-the-ninth]

When he likes your gift a little too much…

[shxtodxroki]

hi bee <3

i hope you're doing well babe and happy (early i think) birthday!

i am so excited to participate in another one of your events you have no idea

and this is such a great conccept ??? genius i love it and now i'm craving ice cream at 4.30 am

i'm all for surprises so i'm thinking

haikyu (shocking ik)

cookie dough and M&Ms

i feel like it's a great combination and i can't wait to see who and what it corresponds to

𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝-𝙲𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘 <𝟹

Cookie Dough Ice Cream: What their meet-cute would be

Haikyuu - M&Ms: Koutaro Bokuto

Summary: Two different scenarios of what a meet-cute would be like featuring you and the one and only Koutaro Bokuto <3

Warnings: Possibly inaccurate descriptions of the gym but I did my best lol

Pairing: Koutaro Bokuto x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

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- Bokuto is absolutely the kind of guy you’d see in a meet-cute romcom omg he’s so perfect for this prompt <3

- Okay so I’m thinking of two adorable meet-cute scenarios with him so I’ll include both for both my gym lovers and those like me who aren't very frequent gym attendees

- So option one would be meeting him at the gym - you have a day off, so you decide to head over to get a bit of a work-out in, and as you make your way over to your machine of choice you catch sight of the absolute cutest man you have ever laid eyes on

- He’s bench-pressing and he’s sweaty and a bit red and yet he’s absolutely gorgeous to the point where you can’t seem to keep your eyes off him

- You literally stop in the middle of your walk without realizing it, only snapping back into reality when some rude passerby shoulder-checks you as you feel heat rush to your face at the realization that you had been blatantly staring at the gorgeous stranger

- Thankfully he seems very immersed in his work-out and doesn’t seem to notice, so you make your way over to your machine of choice while trying to let go of the embarrassment of acting like a lovestruck schoolkid and stopping to gawk at a stranger

- Your work-out goes on as planned after that, giving you the solitude and energy you need to get through the remainder of your tasks for the day as you wipe down your machine and prepare to leave and move on to the next item on your mental checklist

- But then as you’re leaving the super cute guy from before walks up to you and starts rambling a mile a minute, leaving you struggling to even process the flurry of words that are leaving his mouth

- “Hi I saw you earlier and thought you were gorgeous so I wanted to ask for your number but I was with my friend and he said that would be creepy and you might feel cornered or something so I figured I’d ask while you were leaving so you can walk away if you’re uncomfortable but you really are super hot and I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date with me?”

- And once you’ve had a moment to process all the words he just rapid-fired at you, you feel your face heating up even more than when you had been staring at him, and you just barely catch sight of a man with spiked black hair covering one of his eyes shaking his head in embarrassment to the side of your new gym crush as you attempt to find words for a response that wouldn’t make you seem like an absolute fool

- Eventually, you manage to spit out a somewhat casual-sounding “That sounds really nice” in response, your heart fluttering rapidly at the way his mouth spreads into a sunshine-esque grin as he scrambles to give you his number

- Sweet Bokuto was blissfully unaware that you had been borderline ogling him earlier, too, since he hadn’t been looking around in that moment and had been focused entirely on his workout, but when you two have been on a few dates you finally decide to mention it and the thought that you found him cute too just makes him so giddy it’s absolutely adorable <3

- Now if you’re not particularly interested in the gym, Bokuto would be one of those airport boys instead (I hope y’all know what I’m talking about and understand the unique spark of seeing someone cute at the airport lol) except the two of you actually connect and don’t just glance wistfully at one another before never interacting again

- You’re both waiting in an airport terminal for a criminally early flight, Bokuto for one of his team’s matches while you’re going to visit some of your loved ones

- And you’re both dressed in pajamas/comfy clothes and struggling to keep your eyes open at this hour - Bokuto in particular is all cranky because he hates being up so early and he’s not even traveling with anyone so he has no one to talk to to help him stay awake :<

- But as the two of you sit there in the terminal with half-lidded eyes in direct opposite seats, you catch sight of one another and accidentally make eye contact and it’s pretty much love at first sight oml you both think the other looks so adorable with their tired eyes and cozy clothes

- And usually Bokuto’s easily the kinda guy who would approach someone he’s interested in, but it’s so early and he’s so tired that his brain isn’t really working properly and he can’t even think of what to say to you, you’re just so gorgeous

- And you’re sitting across from him, sneaking glances but thinking that there’s no way anything could happen since you don’t even know if he lives here or is currently traveling back home somewhere else, so you don’t see the point of making a move

- But eventually Bokuto finds his opportunity, when he sleepily makes his way over to the bathroom and stops at a vending machine on his way back only for the machine to dispense two packets of his favorite chips by mistake - causing the gears to finally begin working inside his brain until a tired but distinctly and brightly Bokuto grin makes its way across his face

- And he makes his way back to where he had been sitting in the terminal while sporting that same grin, outstretching his hand towards you once he’s close enough to reach you as he offers you the spare bag of chips

- “Hey, that machine over there accidentally gave me an extra bag of chips, do you want it? I’d love to share my good fortune with the cutest person in this airport.” He offers with a silly grin on his face, one that makes your heart pound even as you try to tell yourself to be rational

- His flirting is a bit clumsy due to the early hour, and you’ve already reasoned with yourself why asking out a stranger in the airport who may not even live in the same country as you is a bad idea, but the look on his face as he offers the snack to you is just so endearing that you can’t help but take the bait, gently grabbing the bag from his hands with a soft, sleepy smile and a thank-you

- Of course, Bokuto sees this as his “in”, and as he sit back down in his spot across from you he manages to strike up a conversation - asking about why you’re traveling to your destination and going from there as he somehow manages to brush away your tiredness and ignite an incredibly pleasant interaction with you

- With him the time seems to fly by and before you know it, you’re finally preparing to board your flight, a surprisingly heavy disappointment settling in both of your chests at the thought of not seeing one another again despite only meeting an hour or so prior after having such a lovely conversation together

- But in your conversation you had learned that he did in fact live in your home country and was only traveling for work, so though the idea still has you a bit hesitant, you decide to push past your nerves and ask for his number, which he happily types into your phone while including a stereotypical and incredibly flirty heart beside his contact name 

- From there the rest is history, falling for Bokuto is so incredibly easy since he’s the kind of person who can draw anyone in and keep eyes and heart effortlessly captivated, but he knows from that first day in the airport that you’re the one he wants to dedicate his own heart to in return as his feelings morph from puppy love for you into something much, much greater <3

A/N: Aaaa first of all thank you for the well wishes and the happy birthday, today was actually my birthday and I’m really happy with how it went :> And I hope you’re doing well too! I’m so glad you liked the event hehe I had so much fun putting it together, and I was STOKED that Bokuto was the first request since he’s one of my all-time favs :> I hope you guys enjoyed this, I decided to extend my birthday event a few days since it took me so long to start on it so requests are now open until the end of May 20th, so get in your event requests if you have any, as well as any regular requests you may have! :D

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[marurumai]

guys what if i posted all the kny hc i sent on disc servers here hahahahaha just joking !

giving it a week cuz i dont want to see the reaults tmrw already

[terabyte-teddybear]

danganronpa 🎲 and 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️? ^_^

hi dan!! i know u rlly like kyoko so that's what i went for!

arospec, bi, aro bi (by @aroaesflags), transfem, agender, transfem agender (by @pridolcons)

transparents from @dr-transparents mask from @dropletknights

[lemonandlime22]

I haven’t been here for a long time but I love your writing! I was wondering if I could have a honesty, injury, and jealousy with Simeon? (If you can, could I have it with Mammon and Beel too? If not, it’s completely ok!) Thank you for writing and happy 1300 followers!!!

Welcome! and tysm dearie that's so sweet of you (*´∀`*) oh and you wanted them romantic so-

Simeon (Romantic)

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Honesty: Simeon is an ex angel. He is going to be honest with you. Well, kinda... he does unintentionally lie to you from time to time, and sometimes intentionally when he feels shame. But after a bit of talking, he may start to come around to tell you a lot more about, even perhaps the part he finds shameful.

Injury: When something bad happens to you, he is the type to stay calm and make sure your okay and once he knows your safe he'll make you food, get you some blankets, and cuddle you if you'll allow it.

When something bad happens to him, He'll make sure he himself his okay before going to you for comfort. It's one of those things he may find shameful at first but after a short while he'll rely on you more.

Jealousy: He gets more jealous easier than you'd think. For example at one of Diavolo's parties, if Simeon demes you've spent too much time with someone else he'll politely pull you away from the conversation to dance with you, making sure to hold you close to him the whole time. Just a few kisses and a few reassuring words will make him feel way better.

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Mammon (Romantic)

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Honesty: He is unintentionally the most honest person with you, if you didn't know better you may call him a saint by how honest he is. Levi gets secondhand embarrassment when he hears Mammon being honest with you.

Injury: Mammon will react in one of two ways, either go absolute apeshit or panic so much he might go into cardiac arrest. No matter how he reacts, once everything has settled down, he'll hold onto you so tight you might pop. But if you seriously need comfort he'll gladly give you a to shoulder for you to cry on while he reassures you with his words and a back rub.

You are absolutely the first person he will go to when something happens. He will go to you demanding hugs and kisses and to be held in a long cuddle sesh.

Jealousy: This is Mammon we're talking about, there is no question on if he gets jealous easily or not. Of course he does.

When your talking to someone else for too long without him like 10 minutes he'll whine and hang off you any way he can unit eventually either you end the conversation to spend time with him or the other person gets annoyed and leaves. He will demand all your attention for the next few hours, but not like a normal person, like how a cat would. Make sure to say a lot of reassuring things to him if he is seriously jealous, trust me, bby need them.

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Beel (Romantic)

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Honesty: Beel is the same as Mammon, he is painfully honest with you. But with him, it's less how much he wants to tell you and have your attention on him (like Mammon), and more that he doesn't have much of a filter, especially with you.

Injury: He instantly goes into protective mode when something bad happens. His first instinct is to make sure your safe, and if someone had hurt you he'll take care of them, then bring you somewhere comfortable and make sure you have as much food and snacks as he could possibly give you.

If something were to happen to him Beel will do his best to get to you, bby is more worried about worrying you than himself. Once he reassures you he's okay, he's going to ask for a lot of food, so I suggest you hop to it and got all that for him, he'll feel so much better.

Jealousy: Beel's definitely not a very jealous person. He trusts you, and if your not paying attention to him in favor of a conversation with someone else he'll just wait patiently behind you while eating a snack. I can see him taking your hand and playing with it if he's impatient or a tiny bit jealous. If he is jealous, just some kisses and an "I love you <3" will make him feel way better.

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[intheticklecloset]

Oooo oh I love the peppermint mochas!! (Both actually as the drink and this idea!!

In the Christmasy spirit, dazai strikes me as the type to give both heartfelt AND embarrassing gifts. ie, fake coupons for chuuya to cash in if he wants tickles. Does he know chuuya is a rather tactile person and likes to be tickled? Yes. Does he know any acknowledgment of this is embarrassing as all hell? Also yes. A win win. But if you could I’d certainly love some Lee!chuuya of that variety please

Thank you!

❄️ Peppermint Mocha Special Order ❄️

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Chuuya blushed so rarely, it was always a treat when Dazai got to witness it.

Like now, when the redhead was starting down at the paper in his hand with wide eyes and red cheeks, at a loss for words for once in his life.

Well – for a few moments, anyway.

“What the hell is this supposed to be?” Chuuya tried to snap, but it came out sounding more like a genuine question.

Dazai gave him a lazy smirk. “I’m sure you can read, chibi.”

“But…why would you think I’d want—?”

The detective shushed him with a finger to the lips, making Chuuya blink up at him in surprise and annoyance.

“Whenever you want me to wreck you, just hand me that paper.” Dazai gave him a gentle smile that was so unlike his usual teasing, nonchalant smirks that Chuuya didn’t know what to do with it. “I’m giving you a free pass to not have to ask me or provoke me first.”

Chuuya glanced down at the paper in his hands.

No way would he actually use this stupid thing. That would be humiliating. As good as admitting he wanted it.

Absolutely not.

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Dazai had to admit, he was impressed that it took so long for his partner to get over himself and actually hand him that paper.

It had been three whole weeks, and – determined to make Chuuya actually fess up – the detective hadn’t once tickled him into hysterics in all that time. He hadn’t so much as poked a ticklish spot. It had been awful, really, but to see the mafioso finally come stomping up to him with the paper in his hand had made it all worth it.

“Here,” Chuuya growled, shoving the crumpled paper at his chest with a huff and a beautiful pink blush on his cheeks. “I’m redeeming this damn thing. Just do it already, you bastard.”

Dazai took the paper, glanced down at the “tickle me Chuuya” he’d scrawled across it, and gave his partner a slow smirk. “I knew you’d come around.”

“You said I wouldn’t have to ask for it if I gave you that—ack!” Chuuya yelped as Dazai grabbed onto him and pulled him down onto the couch, quickly moving to sit atop him and dig his fingers into the redhead’s ribs.

Chuuya squealed and arched his back, hands instinctively coming down to stop him before shooting up to cover his face instead as he cackled helplessly, squirming beneath the detective, whose smile could light up the whole of Yokohama.

“You bahahahahahahahastard! I hahahahahahahate you!”

“Sure you do, chibi,” Dazai replied, grinning as his mafioso partner let himself give in and laugh, squirming and blushing freely as the brunette’s fingers danced across his ticklish spots. “But just so you know, the fact that you love it when I tickle you is one of my favorite things about you.”

Chuuya tried to sputter out an indignant reply, but it was impossible when he was having so much fun, so he promised himself he’d chew Dazai out later and just focus on laughing his heart out for the moment.

It wasn’t like he could really deny it, after all…

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[biribaa]

oh yeah uh im writing for Event[0] now

[prentissluvr]

also all of the requested moodboards are done! i just have to write the blurbs for them all !!

[porcelainseashore]

I just realised that this is the first angst piece I've read from you, Ghostdog, and you nailed it! Leon self sabotaging by wanting to protect Reader and never exploring what could have been a great relationship just rings so true 💔

And as much as I find Chris boring as hell, he seems like such a sweetheart in here that I actually feel sorry for him. The way you captured Leon's internal turmoil, the awkward tension between him and Reader, as well as the resulting blow up was just amazing. I love the bittersweet ending, which leaves me wanting more. Hey, maybe next commission? 😄

*Honourable mention: When you HC'd his reluctance to wear a tie, I was screaming! That makes a lot sense, why didn't I think of that? 🤔

Anyway, I know there isn't as much love for angst stories these days, but I really appreciate you for writing this and love it with all my heart 💘

You said it yourself for the request trope: "forbidden love of best man and bride" 😉 Of course, with who else other than LEON S. KENNEDY!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Forever Hold Your Peace

Female reader x Chris Redfield, x Leon Kennedy, angst Leon feels like he can’t breathe. There’s a phantom pressure around his throat, like any breath he takes in is barely skimming the top of his lungs.

It’s not the tie – he’s checked, loosening it several times before doing it back up again. He hardly wears a tie, it had never been his style, really. That, and too obvious to be used as a weapon against him in hand-to-hand combat.

Not that he’s expecting to get into a brawl today.

A heavy hand slaps down on his back, jolting him out of his train of thought. “You look more anxious than me.”

“Nah,” he turns and steps back, creating a bit of distance between him and Chris.  “You’re just projecting.”

“Maybe.” Chris approaches the mirror in two long strides and sighs. “You know what? I’d kill for a cigarette.” “Want me to go grab a packet?”

“Nah,” he shakes his head, straightening his tie in the mirror. “I quit. Promised I’d be shot of it by the honeymoon. You could do me another favour, though.”

Leon lifts his arms wide, gesturing to his appearance. “Being your best man not count as enough favours for a lifetime?”

“Technically this falls into the responsibilities of a best man.” Chris squats down and Leon braces himself to hear the fabric rip - they’d spent an afternoon being fitted at a tailor, Redfield’s thighs and forearms were never gonna be accommodated off the rack – but it holds true. He stands upright, a silver giftbag held out in offering. “Could you take this to my bride-to-be?”

“Oh.” There’s the phantom squeeze again. “Don’t you… want to?”

“I can’t. It’s bad luck to see each other before the ceremony,” Chris shrugs, holding the gift bag out again in expectation, but Leon still doesn’t try to take it.  

“And you believe in that?” He scoffs as he puts his hands in his pockets.

“No… but I’m not jinxing anything today. It won’t take long – the bridal suite’s the floor above. Please?”

Leon sighs and accepts the gift bag at last.

--

You take a tentative sip of champagne to calm your nerves. It was the first moment all morning you’d been on your own – the room being a hub of activity since your alarm had gone off. The wedding planner had hit a snag with something or other and Claire had hurriedly offered to go and sort it in your steed.

This is it - in over an hour’s time you’d be Mrs Redfield. You hadn’t thought the day would ever come, but now, as you sat in your wedding dress that made you feel like a princess, sat at the dressing table in the bridal suite, you allow yourself to get a little bit excited. It had been a long engagement and you’d been fine with that, truly. What did a piece of paper saying you were husband and wife matter anyway? But Chris had returned from Romania, stoic and silent for a few days before mumbling in bed late one night that he wanted to start looking at venues. Soon after, a date was booked, a wedding planner hired, invitation cards sent out, food and wine tasting, a visit to a bakery when you’d smeared frosting on each other’s faces as you taste-tested what would be your wedding cake and, finally, bought your wedding dress – none of it had felt real. There was bound to be something that came up, a mission that would take him to foreign soil and mean the wedding had to be delayed.

There’s a hesitant knock at the door and you swivel on the stool, curious who it could be.

“Come in!”

The door opens, slowly, and a suited Leon S Kennedy walks in.

“Leon.” You hitch your skirt up to get to your feet, inexplicably feeling silly in the dress that had made you feel like a princess moments before. “Hi.”

“Wow. You look…” He trails off, breath caught in his throat at the sight before him.

“Terrible?” You tease, wanting to break the awkward silence.

“No.” He replies quickly, leaning back up against the door to close it. “You look beautiful.”

“Oh,” your cheeks prickle with heat at his compliment. “Thank you. You look great too.”

“Yeah, reckon I scrubbed up all right.” Leon chuckles with a shrug, before remembering the gift bag in his hand. “Er, here.” He straightens up and walks forward to meet you halfway across the room, holding it out.

“You shouldn’t have.” You accept it, your fingers brushing over his and goosebumps running up your arm at the contact. “Thank you.”  

“I didn’t.” He answers, abruptly, pulling his hand back and slipping it in his pocket. “I mean, I… There’s a card downstairs in the box. This is from Chris – he asked me to drop it off.”

“He did?” You can’t help the giddy smile that crosses your lips and Leon casts his eyes down to the ground – it’s not for him. You place the gift bag down on the table and pull out a small jewelry box from within, a notecard on top.

We made it, sweetheart. All my love, Chris x

You open the box carefully – scared of scratching off your nail polish – and find a simple silver heart-shaped pendent on a silver chain.

“What is it?”

“A necklace,” you hold it aloft in demonstration. “I didn’t get him anything, I didn’t even think to. Isn’t that awful?”

“You turning up at the altar will be gift enough for him, I’m sure.” Leon jokes, but he knows it lands flat from your polite laugh as you place the necklace carefully back in the box. “Aren’t you going to put it on?”

“Oh, erm, I don’t think I can, what with the veil and the hair, I’m scared I’ll detach something. Claire will be back soon anyway.”

Leon steps forward. “I can help?”

“Honestly, I’m sure she won’t be long.”

“I want to. Call it part of the delivery service.” His hand hovers over the jewelry box, awaiting permission.

“Okay.”

He picks it up, delicately, and steps right in front of you, before fiddling with the clasp of the chain. He’s careful as he holds both ends of the chain and reaches around your neck, impressed by how steady his hands are when his heart is pounding in his chest.

He withdraws one hand and hooks a finger under the chain, nestling it so the pendant sits just right in your decolletage.

This is the closest he’s been to you in years, your signature scent overwhelming his senses - of course you’d want to wear it on your wedding day – and somehow his hand is now on your cheek, tilting your head up to meet his eyes.

He shouldn’t.

He really shouldn’t.

But he does, pressing his lips softly against yours.

For a moment, you reciprocate. Your hand automatically lifts to tangle in his locks before you regain your senses. “No.” You pull back, mad at yourself, mad at Leon. “No – this isn’t fair. You had your chance, you had multiple chances. You said you didn’t want a relationship.”

“I couldn’t give you this.” He gestures to your dress. “Not with my lifestyle.”

“I didn’t care about any of that!” Your voice breaks, tears burn at your eyes.

He scoffs, now defensive. “And look where we are – at your wedding.”

“No. Just because Chris did what you were never willing to do-”

“What, paint a target on your back?”

“Open up. Compromise. Literally anything.” And the dam breaks, tears trickling down your cheeks. It hadn’t even been a relationship, not in any proper sense of the word. Late night fumbles, broken promises, a note left on your pillow that he couldn’t give you what you wanted, despite never having the discussion.

“I couldn’t.”

“You didn’t even want to try!”

The door opens and Claire strides in, dressed in a vibrant red gown, tucking her cell in her black purse as you hurriedly try to wipe your face.

“Crisis averted and nearly time to head downsta… Leon - what are you doing in here?”

“Chris asked me to drop off a gift.” His tone is blunt.

“Y-yeah,” you sniff, hooking a finger around the chain to lift up the pendant. “It’s perfect, right?”

“Oh, he got it!” Claire squeals, taking a step forward to get a closer look. “He was so worried you wouldn’t like it.”

“No, I love it.” A rogue tear rolls down your cheek.

“Oh, sweetie, your make-up.” Claire fusses, heading towards the box of tissues on the dressing table. “Sit down.”

“Sorry.” You mumble, sitting down heavily on the stool. “I haven’t ruined it, have I?”

“Not at all.” She smiles, beginning to dab at the tear trails on your face. “Leon, shouldn’t you be heading back to Chris?”

“On my way.” He mocks a salute, before dipping both his hands back in his trouser pockets.

“Leon,” you call and he swings back round embarrassingly fast on his heels at your voice. “Can you thank Chris for me? Tell him I love it. And him.”

He nods and leaves.

--

“Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony,” the minister begins as you stand opposite Chris at the end of the aisle, your eyes flickering from the loving gaze of your groom to meet the best man’s icy blue eyes for a moment, your heart skipping a beat, “speak now or forever hold your peace.”

Leon clenches his fists.

-- Thank you for all your wonderful support, @porcelainseashore ❤️❤️

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[regrator-the-ninth]

AU ideas: What if xuexiao grew up together on the celestial mountain? What if they grew up together on the streets?

Them both growing up on the streets is such a fascinating idea to me! I feel like Xiao Xingchen would’ve developed a very different sense of morality. He’d better understand the reasons why people commit crimes and break rules and would be willing to do some of that for the greater good. He’d still be idealistic and protective and kind, but he’d be a fundamentally different person if he’d grown up on the gritty streets instead of his pristine mountain. Xue Yang who meets Xiao Xingchen before his trust in humanity is completely broken would also be a completely different person. He would have a chance to understand kindness and feel like there was hope left in the world for him to have a good life despite his rough start.

In this comic, Xue Yang is 7 and Xiao Xingchen is a few years older (as he is in canon) but Xue Yang is a short king who has not had his growth spurt yet and Xiao Xingchen shot up the moment he hit puberty.

[skyahri]

Arranged Marriage |Zuko X Reader| HC

Summary: Caught up in his personal conflict, Zuko completely neglects his marriage.

Warnings: Arranged marriage, forced marriage, whatever. Mentions of violence. Angsty Zuko and reader. Fem pronouns.

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You'd married Zuko a little over a year into his reign as Fire Lord. You're the oldest daughter from a noble family, and the council decided it was best if Zuko married someone well liked by the community.

He didn't take it well. He was still hoping Mai would come back to him, and you being there completely obliterated those chances.

Not that there was a shot to begin with. Mai had made it abundantly clear that she wanted nothing to do with Zuko, even if she admitted to still having feelings for him.

Your relationship was staged to be perfect in the eyes of the people. Young love against all odds sort of thing.

The marriage ceremony was beautiful. Your robes were elegant, the flowers were perfect, and even your soon-to-be husband was handsome.

Zuko was charming towards the guests, really selling the story and gaining a lot of trust with his people. He was awkward but personable, something everyone ate up.

But he wasn't like that with you.

As soon as the two of you were away from public eyes, he didn't so much as look your way.

You slept in different rooms and ate at opposite ends of the table. He excluded you from as many duties as he could, stating something about him not wanting to concern you.

Life in a palace was pretty isolating. The only people you could talk to were servants, and even then, your topics were extremely limited.

You'd taken to the gardens as much as possible. It felt nice to be outside and even better to see the plants and animals.

Tending to the flowers was one of the few things you were allowed to do without constant eyes on you. The lonely atmosphere felt intentional instead of forced.

But after a year of this, not even the newly budding flowers could heal your disdain. Your once bubbly exterior had been chipped away by the dread and disappointment that lingered in your heart.

You were truly just a shell of your former self by this point.

There was no change with Zuko. He'd made no effort to get to know you or even just not hate you. Any attempt you'd made in the beginning to soften the relationship had been put out the moment it left your lips. It seemed like public pleasantries would be the extent of your marriage.

You'd long given up on trying to befriend the older women who waited on you. They had no desire to be anything more than the people who got you through the day.

You'd given up on trying to sneak away with the kitchen staff to the market. They feared being held responsible for you, even if you claimed to be plenty capable of taking care of yourself.

All that was really left to do was to just stay quiet and look pretty. The sad fate of the Fire Lord's wife.

You'd been laying in bed all morning. It was one of the few days where nothing was planned. No meetings, no guests, no events- nothing.

Well, at least you thought.

"Miss Y/N, Lord Zuko has requested your presence. We must get you ready immediately."

They'd dragged you out of bed and stuffed you into a pair of your nicest robes. They're doing your hair up and rushing to cover your face in makeup.

"Why am I being summoned?"

"The Avatar and his friends have arrived. They were the ones to request you."

"I see."

It made sense. You had met the Gaang at your wedding, and they were everything you'd expected; kind, loud, and passionate. Just like Zuko was said to be.

At the time, they'd promised to come by often, but you hadn't seen them since. You'd heard something about the rebuilding of the air temple and having some unexpected issues arise, so they just hadn't had time until now.

You met Zuko at the front gates. His friends arrived just after, allowing the servants to take their things to their rooms. Without a word, Katara grabbed your arm and dragged you away with the other girls. You turned back to see the same happening with Zuko and the boys.

They pulled you all around the surrounding area. For the first time in a long time, the dread started to fade away.

You'd bought some new incense, hair pins, and seeds for the flower beds. They were small purchases in comparison to the others, who had gone all out with new clothes, trinkets, and a heap of spicy snacks for Sokka.

You'd suggested several times over the last few hours that it was time to head back to the palace, but only now that it was growing dark did the trio actually listen.

Just as you had begun packing up, a string of explosions started on the next block and made its way towards the plaza you were in.

Toph was quick to make a stone barrier, but that didn't stop the cloud of soot from staining your skin and clothes.

A group of men had emerged from the smoke and revealed themselves to be Ozai supporters. Not everyone was pleased with the fundamentals Zuko was running the country on, so rebels had started causing a bit of an uproar.

Katara, Toph, and Suki did their best to take the men down swiftly, but that didn't stop you from getting injured in the process.

Your forearms had been severely burned when you'd covered your face from an attack. Katara offered to heal you, but it'd have to wait until you got back to the palace where her spirit water was.

The trip back was uneventful. Some of the local guards stationed in the city had insisted on escorting you guys back, which at this point you couldn't deny.

Apparently, word had already gotten back to Fire Lord Zuko, who was waiting at the front doors of the palace for your arrival.

He immediately stepped forward and picked up your hand, letting the scorched fabric fall and reveal your burn. He did the same with the other and sighed.

"Please give us the room."

You watched as everyone filed out of the room, the guards towards the exit and your friends towards the south wing.

"These are severe,"

He cupped your face in his hands and tilted your head so he could get a good look. His thumb swiped over some of the soot on your face.

You were confused by his actions, but the pain from your burns created a bit of a blur in your mind, keeping you from thinking too hard about it.

"The others couldn't protect you?"

"They did what they could. I apologize for the hassle-"

"Why are you apologizing? None of this is your fault."

You opted to stay silent. You weren't sure what to say. This is the longest conversation you'd had in private since you'd met, and you were finding it hard to navigate.

It was silent for a minute. The vibe was awkward, and you desperately wanted to hide away from all of it.

His face contorted slightly, like he wanted to say something but couldn't. You didn't pry. It didn't feel like your place to ask.

"Why don't you head to your room for a bath, and I'll have Katara meet you in there once you're done."

You nodded and made your way down the corridor. You stripped down and opted to just toss your clothes in the trash. Between the ash and scorch marks, there was no saving anything.

The second the water touched your wounds, you winced. Tears pricked your eyes as you watched small bits of charred skin go down the drain. The pain quickly went from a sharp sting to almost mind-numbing. You sat down and let the water just run down your body while you waited for the brunt of the discomfort to pass.

In your hazy state of mind, you hadn't heard the knock on the door, so you were surprised when Zuko entered in much more casual clothing.

When he saw you hunched over on the shower floor, he didn't say anything. He moved to the side of the tub and went to touch you, but you weakly swatted his hands away.

"I'm not comfortable with you being in here whole I'm naked."

"I'm your husband-"

"You're a stranger."

Ouch. Harsh but fair, and he knew it.

"Look, I know I haven't been good to you over the past year, and I'm sorry. We can talk about it more when you're feeling better, but for now just let me take care of you."

Satisfied with his response, you stopped resisting his help. You let him wash your hair and scrub your skin. His touch was gentle despite how rough his hands were.

He never once made you feel uncomfortable. He was thourough but never lingered. It was almost as if this was a normal occurrence.

When he was done, he offered you a towel and left you alone in the bathroom to get dressed. When you entered your bedroom, Katara was on your bed, but Zuko was nowhere in sight.

"Just me. Sorry to disappoint."

"No, no. I'm glad you're here."

You sat in front of her on the bed and let her examine your burns. She positioned your arms for easy access and opened her canister. You watched the water glow and the skin slowly heal itself. It was amazing, nothing like anything youd seem before.

"So," she broke the silence, "Has he warmed up to you at all?"

You were surprised by her words. You weren't sure how much they knew or what all you should say. Last thing you wanted to do was incriminate him.

Sensing your hesitation to respond, Katara clarified her question.

"I know everything, at least, from his side. You can be honest with me."

"Honest?"

"Honest."

A small smile crept onto your face.

"I think you're friend is an ass."

"I couldn't agree more."

You told her everything; the loneliness, the isolation, the lack of, well, everything in your relationship and life. She listened, something you're eternally grateful for. It felt nice just to get it off your chest instead of suffering silently.

"Today was the greatest day I've had in a long time. I got to leave the palace and talk to people and for once it felt like my husband didn't hate me."

"Zuko doesn't hate you."

"Could've fooled me."

"He doesn't hate you. Just talk to him. I know he has a lot to say, and it seems you do as well."

Once your arms were healed good as new, Katara left your quarters and returned to her own. You'd crawled under the covers and passed out, completely exhausted from the day.

The next day, you took Katara's advice and decided to speak with Zuko. You woke up early, before the sun had risen and made your way to his room.

He was surprised to see you, much less in your nightwear at such an hour. He invited you in nonetheless, where you then entered and decided to sit on his bed. You patted the spot in front of you, and he hesitantly sat.

"Katara said we should talk."

"Okay."

Sensing that he wasn't going to be the one to initiate anything, you decided to get the ball rolling.

It was a long conversation. Zuko confessed a lot of things, mostly about bitter feelings towards life and guilt over his actions. He apologized for everything and listened to everything you had to say. He made a lot of promises to be better.

He stuck to his word. He began including you in anything you were welcome to. Dinners became more personal, and eventually, you started sleeping in his room like a proper married couple.

By the time team Avatar had visited again, things had visibly changed. You were both happier, and your once fake marriage had become real. You meshed into the group just fine, making the pseudo family that much bigger.

All thanks to a simple conversation.

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hiiii my love :-) here's autistic shellington, adhd kwazii, anxiety peso, oceangender paani, trans girl dashi, and happygender tunip!

[lemonandlime22]

Been following you for a while. Congrats! 🎉

May I request Knowledge, Love language and Dance for Lucifer, pls?

Aw thank you! and thank you for following! also, I'm going to assume to mean romantic, sorry if I got that wrong. @luxthestrange helped me with the love language btw.

Lucifer (Romantic)

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Knowledge: He knows you like the back of his hand. It's almost scary. He know exactly what your doing right behind him and will tell you so, It is so hard to surprise him. If he knows you going to do something stupid he will hold out his arm in front of you as a way to say "Just don't".

Love Language: I think Lucifer's love language is acts of service, physical touch, and gifts.

Acts of service, when you maybe do part of his chores when he's too busy with paperwork, making him a cup of coffee or tea when it's late at night and he needs to finish his work or just any type of talking a bit of the load off his back. It means so much to him. And he will do the same for you when you are buried in any type of work.

Physical touch (this ones mostly lux's help), it comforts him, after a long day of taking care of his brothers, nothing makes him happier than his love holding him, letter him melt into them. It comforts and reassures him that you love him, all of him. Kissing his scars might make him cry, not in a bad way, but in relief.

Gifts, this is one of his main love languages for you. He loves spoiling you with meaningful gifts and powerful things. His chest always fills with butterflies and pride when he sees any of his gifts to you around your room.

Dance: I think think that when he gets the chance, he loves dancing with you. It doesn't matter if it's at one of Diavolo's parties or at The Fall or just late at night with one of his non-cursed records playing as you sway back and forth in his study. He loves slow dancing especially, it's calm and he can easily gaze into your eyes and get lost. If you can't slow dance, that perfectly fine, he adores teaching you.

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꩜ ۫ ָ֢ kuroo nsfw hcs

wc: 0.4k content warning: post-time skip, smut basically.. lol, kuroo x reader, not proofread

note: this was part of a request and there might be a lot of grammar mistakes cuz im typing off of my phone since im currently still on vacay!!

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-Kuroo likes to plant his warm sloppy kisses on your stomach, moving down towards your inner thighs, then ankles before spreading them open to look at his beady eyes that look like they’ve been starving for years.

-Kuroo likes to swirl his thumb around your swollen clit to stimulate you while you feel his deep thrusts grow into you. He’d speed up his thumb to match the pace of his hips that rock into yours while you pur out his name in between moans.

-Kuroo likes to be the one to move your head up and down on his cock, holding back tears while feeling him poke at the back of your throat. Despite all the squelching sounds your mouth creates, through the noise he’s praising you for taking it so well.

-Kuroo likes to watch you squirm around while you moan out how good he makes you feel. He’s proud of every mark you leave on him. This can be a small red hickey left on his neck or even a scratch or two on his broad back.

-Kuroo likes to get home early from an important event to come fuck you from the thought of missing you. He’s thinking about how good you would’ve looked if you were invited to the event, driving him insane.

-Kuroo likes to have his big hands on your hips, helping you thrust his dick into you. Growing bigger each time he watches your tight cunt swallow his dick with each bounce with your hands on his chest for support.

-Kuroo likes to enjoy making you watch him stroke his dick before letting you touch it. He likes making you resist him, fueling his imagination that makes him get off even more because of how you wanna be the one to jerk him off.

-Kuroo likes to place your hand onto your stomach. He does this because he wants you to feel his every thrust through pressing down softly on your stomach. He also likes to do this because it makes you squeeze around him a bit more since you’re also able to feel that sensation from the pressure of both of your hands.

-Kuroo likes to tightly grip onto both of your hands and put them above your head while he fingers you towards your unbearable climax. He grows harder seeing you able to chase your release by just using his fingers.

-Kuroo likes to sleep with your back against his chest after he’s cleaned you up and changed the sheets. He loves fondling with your tits under your shirt, enjoying the soft plush skin in between his fingers as his other hand pulls and teases your nipples making you rub your legs while he gently chuckles in your ear.

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HI I LOVED UR HYPERSEXUAL FEM READER HEADCANONS UR WRITING IS SO GOOD

Soo I'm here to request the vees (mainly vox but idc) x hypersexual Fem reader pleasee 😭🙏

if not that's okay and I hope you have a nice day/night!! feel free to delete this lol

-xoxo, Ari

THANK YOU <3333 i love the vees and ive been looking for an excuse to write them so this is perfect

vees with hypersexul reader

going with the same scenario as last time- you've just finished a round and (char) is spent but you're already ready to go again

《— vox —》

■ he seems like a 2 rounds kinda guy so after that second round and yall are just laying there he is SPENT

■ so when you roll over to lay on his chest like "one more time?" with a little smile on your face, as if yall did not just violently fuck it takes him a moment

■ he's spent, so spent. but he really wants to please you

■ he'd get used to it tbh. like he's mentally prepared everytime now but maybe sometimes he can do a round 3

■ he'd resort to toys i think, only the best for his girl <3

■ there's also something he loves about getting to hold you and watch you writhe in pleasure and he just gets to watch

■ he'd always take your preferences into mind with toys too. like if you want smth specific he's got it for you

■ i feel like he might prefer if yall are spent at the same time so the foreplay goes CRAZY

■ like it's not just foreplay it's actual rounds of getting you to cum before the main event yk

■ or sometimes he'll just ask if it'd be okay to be done for the night when he is

■ he doesn't mind either way but he'd definitely want to communicate about it

■ so yeah it might take him a little bit to adjust bit he'd be just fine!

《— valentino —》

■ okay let's be real this man fucks A LOT so he can probably do like. 3 or 4 lengthy rounds before he's tapped out

■ it's making me giggle about it but like okay val is a kinky guy, and like especially if the first time yall do anything it's a little bit rougher he is SHOCKED when you're down for more

■ he's prly into something like overstim where normally you kinda gotta reel from it after so when he's done and it takes you like. a minute or two to be like "do you wanna do it again?" he judt looks down at you so confused

■ he takes a moment, blinking. he'd definitely ask if you're kidding or smth and then finding out you're not he has to take a moment

■ like, he finds it fucking awesome but jesus christ he's finally met hsi match

■ he might use toys on you or go down on you, depends how he's feeling tbh

■ i think he'd lean towards going down on you, idk he just seems like he'd be a bit of a munch.

■ and if you're okay with it when yall fuck in the future he's constantly just seeing how far you can go before you're spent

■ long story short he's totally chill abt it when he gets used to it and thinks it's fucking great

《— velvette —》

■ okay im literally giggling and kicking my feet while typing this

■ she seems like a 2 or 3 round kind of gal

■ idk femxfem sex doesn't really go in rounds ime but like. yk.

■ so after she's spent, she's like so ready to cuddle up and sleep. but then you're caressing her cheek, nuzzling into her neck. "again?" you murmur and she has to take a moment

■ cause like, she's just super surprised you're still ready for another.

■ she'd ask the most questions abt it. like she'd want to just know more so she can support you better

■ she'd go down on you tho! anytime! she definitely has toys but she seems like the type to be more inclined to eat you out

■ if she gets tired of that she'd use a toy on you. but she stays engaged the whole time, super attentive.

■ she's a service switch so like getting to keep you pleased like this makes her feel good and she doesn't mind at all

■ once again, all of them would embrace it and they do not mind at all!

■ if you guys with the poly hc for the vees i think it just makes it so much better for them to know it's really hard to burn you out

■ i loved this request ty <3

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