#he'd also prefer not to touch it let alone hug it who knows where it's been!!!

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

I will SMOTHER cake and cupcake in cookie's by the way, i wanna peppino's reaction to a long and soft fox hug, if that's fine.

(I am sure Cupcake would appreciate the cookies, but Cake would probably not accept food from anyone, so no cookies for them unfortunately

I also do not know what a 'fox hug' is, unless you mean Peppino hugging a literal fox, and he would wonder how the fuck a fox got in his pizzeria

[kimberly-spirits13]

SFW Fluff Alphabet w/ Jason Todd

A= How affectionate are they

he's like a teddy bear and wants to cuddle all the time

he always wants a kiss or a hug and wants you to know how much he loves you

Jason's affection knows no bounds- he makes sure that you feel great and are doing perfect and that everything in life is alright

Cold? He's got a hoodie and a blanket. Sad? He's a leather shoulder to cry on. Happy? He's happy too

he likes to be touching at any moment

On patrol you're rubbing shoulders and he's as close to you as possible without straight up hugging you, he's got a hang on your back, hand on your thigh, he's got both hands holding your hands, you two link pinkies, his hand is in your hair, his hand is on your cheek, any form of touch

B= Bond- What do you bond over

Jay really, really likes reading so if you're into reading, he wants to talk about it a lot

if you're not a reader, well surprise, you are now

hearing him talk so highly of his books makes you want to read, just so you can talk to him more about them

He likes to work on his bike and clean his weapons so if you're down to help him, he'd be so excited

if you also have a tragic backstory, get ready to trauma dump with each other

he's got a deep respect for those who have lived through terrible tragedies and are still functioning members of society (even if it's partial functioning)

C= Cuddles- How do they cuddle

Cuddle monster

like it's cheesy but it's how you describe him

he also loves sleeping on top of you with his head buried in your neck or using your chest as a pillow and he's got his arms wrapped tightly around you

he likes to be the big spoon since he finds it uncomfortable for someone his sized to be cuddled lol

he's a giant so just let him tuck you into his chest and snooze away

he likes to cuddle in minimal clothing sometimes, not in a sexy way but in a he really likes having you close to him at all times

plus, he's a space heater so it's not like you're going to get cold

D= Domestic- What are they like domestically 

he loves being domestic

you two have a nice medium sized apartment with a guest room or two and your bedroom and an office maybe with a big kitchen and living room and a washer and dryer room

He makes bank on that criminal mastermind gig

Plus, if you're working, it helps being dual income

He really likes cleaning around the house and you think it's a stress reliever for him

there are temporary dance breaks during cleaning and he likes to dip you down and kiss you to whatever song is playing- he secretly finds it adorable when you dance on his feet and he will not complain, but don't tell a soul deary

he really really really likes to cook too

Your place always smells like a master piece and Jason really likes going to William Sonoma

it's the fanciest place that he will willingly go to

E= Ego- How much do they think about themselves in a relationship

He's got boundaries like a normal human being, but the dude is really selfless

Jason just wants everything to be alright and he is able to make compromises where they need to be made

the one thing that he really, really cares about is making sure that his weapons, bike, helmet, and things are all in check

I wouldn't recommend going around and messing with anything unless you have to

Like he's not going to be mad at you, but Jason just prefers that that stuff gets left alone unless specifically told otherwise

F= Fights- How are they during and after fights

fights are few and in between but when they happen, they happen

it's not really ever over anything small because you can quickly just talk it out with Jason

if it's over something like a mission or safety or doing something reckless, it's a big fight

he doesn't yell, he hates yelling at you, but his eyes go dark and he's so angry

he's probably clenching his jaw and just has to take a minute to cool off at some points

"I'm not ignoring you, I just can't talk about this while I'm this angry about it."

and he'll go on a brisk walk to cool off

he comes back and sits down and talks about it less angry

Alfred once told him, "it's not you against Y/N, it's you and Y/N against the problem. Don't be upset with each other that you have differing views or wants, that's how humans work, we're all different. Anger only gets grown men into bat costumes Master Jason."

G= Growth- How does your relationship change them

Jason actually becomes more secure in himself

it's like you've taught him that he deserves to be loved, so it's easier for him to accept that he doesn't hate himself

he's more patient, more deliberate with the things that he does and says and because of this, he comes home from patrol less and less injured

H= Hugs-What are hugs like

big bear hugs

he likes to engulf you and make sure that you're not leaving for a little while

He likes all kinds of hugs because it means that he's close to you, but he prefers the ones that turn into cuddle sessions

he'll run his hands through your hair or scratch your back

sometimes when he's having a bad day, he just needs to burry his head in the crook of your neck and have you whisper that it's going to be alright

I= I love you- How fast did it take for them to say II love you

he doesn't say it too fast, but he also doesn't take forever to say it

It's maybe like a year or a bit less into dating and he has to leave for a mission

You were either not going to go because you're not a vigilante, or you needed to stay behind to make sure that some crime mob wasn't starting back up

He says "I love you" when he's about to leave

He doesn't want to leave you, but he knows he has to

He hugs you so tight when you say it back

it means the world to him that you care about him like that

it's a rib crushing soul and he thinks about it the entire mission

J= Jealousy- How jealous are they

I'd say he can be pretty jealous but also he's easily leveled off

if someone is taking your attention and he's not getting as much as usual, he inserts himself into conversations or situations like a Golden Retriever

he just kinds of sits there and stares at your or rubs circles on your hang until you give him attention

If it's someone flirting with you, he likes to make some sort of show out of it

If there's someone flirting with you at a gala (which happens a lot), he pulls you in for a dance and kissing you in the middle of the dance floor

You know what he's doing but you're not going to deny it are you

K= Kisses- How do they kiss/ where do they like to be kissed

He likes to be kissed everywhere

his shoulders, his abs, his collarbone, his neck, behind his ear, his cheek, the forehead, on the lips

you name it

he really prefers a real kiss though

that's his go to

L= Love language- What’s their love language 

quality time and physical touch

he just wants you

Jason would melt into you at any moment if it meant he got to be close to you

He wants to spend time with you, even if you're not doing the same thing, and he wants his body touching yours somehow

M= Mornings- What are mornings with them like-

he's the kind of guy that sets an early alarm if he has to get up so that he can cuddle

mornings are basically always slow and warm and cozy

he likes to cuddle in the morning and have himself wrapped around you

sometimes before bed, he turns the AC colder so that when you wake up, you have to be close together to keep warm

if he wakes up before you, he'll either go back to sleep, or he plays with your hair until you wake up

N= Nicknames- What are their nicknames for you

doll

babe

love

darling

hottie

hot stuff

angel

love

O= On Patrol- What’s it like being on patrol with them

He likes to keep a close eye on you

You have to learn that it's not because he doesn't trust you, it's because he's always worried about the people he loves getting hurt or dying

he wants to make sure that at any moment something goes South, he's there to protect you

he flirts a lot on patrol

He also likes cracking jokes while he's busting skulls

it's one of the more morbid things he does

he likes to team up on patrol and always wants to know what you're doing and how you're doing

the two of you will often be seen near the bank building eating fast food perched on the ledge

he'll totally take you to his favorite gargoyle don't worry

P= PDA- What’s their stand on PDA

loves PDA, loves touching you

he's not gross about it like he's never making out with you in front of a crowd but he's always got an arm around you or a hand on your thigh

There are plenty of pap pictures of him with his arm wrapped around your shoulder while talking to you or glaring at something/ someone

if you're also famous for something, the paparazzi are always there but ten fold the intensity if you weren't famous

articles are always being written about Gotham's favorite couple

America's favorite couple if you're big enough

Q= Quirks- What are their quirks

he really likes to keep things really, really clean

usually your house is spotless because he's cleaning up after himself and you do the same

sometimes partners just get comfy and leave their crap everywhere

not Jason, he's clean as can be, not because he's uncomfortable around you, but because it's comforting for him to be in a non chaotic space

you know that he's stressed when he starts leaving things everywhere

R= Remember- Do they remember the details or the big picture

Jason remembers everything down to the final detail

there's like an always open compartment in his brain that filters and sorts the information about you and your relationship

he knows what you like and dislike, who you're beefing with at all times, what flavor candies are your favorite, what food you don't like, if there's a spice you don't like, he knows how you prefer your clothes and what color metal for jewelry you prefer, he knows how you like the recoil on your guns if you have any, he remembers the washing detergent that you use and the dryer sheet scent and brand

man knows everything

it's like that one kid that just knows random, niche information that no one expects them to know

he knows it allll

S= Security- How do you two feel around each other

he feels so safe and free around you

he just knows that if there is a problem, you'd be able to handle it

If there was a moment when he was taken out, he knows you'd protect him somehow

he gets all soft around you and he feels comfortable letting his guard down

You can trust that he's always there for you and that no matter what, he's going to be there for you

Jason is loving and attentive and wants to take care of you in any way possible

T= Taste- what do they prefer in a partner 

he needs someone that can keep up with him

he's an intellectual, even if doesn't seem like it

he's an analytical person and needs someone that can have conversations with him and be on his level

Like you really don't have to be a straight A student because not all smart people are straight A students

I mean come on, Albert Einstein was reported to be a bad student and he's a genius

he also wants someone that puts some care into themselves

if you're running around without a care in the world, stepping into oncoming traffic because you don't care, it's going to stress him tf out

U= Understanding- How understanding of you are they

Jason is extremely understanding of life

I mean it's screwed him over a few times so he knows that it can get difficult

Jason also needs someone that is understanding of him

they understand why he maybe doesn't want to watch IT, or he sleeps a lot when he can, or he doesn't like loud noises and ticking sounds

Jason being understanding though doesn't mean that he's easy to use

Oh he understands alright

he understands that he hates the people that try and use him for gain

V= Value- What do they value most in a relationship

Jason values someone that will be just as enthusiastic about something as he is

He loves someone that wants to be around him and talk to him

he need someone that he can vent to without judgement

he needs someone that respects his personal boundaries (as any normal human is like)

he needs someone that can understand that even if sometimes he messes up, he's really, really trying to turn out better than he was told he would become

W= Work- Do they balance their work schedule well around your relationship 

he's pretty good at balancing work around your relationship

it helps if you're a vigilante too

sometimes things comes up and he has to skip a date or comes home extra late and he really, really hates it and feels so bad about it

he's sure to call and text you all the time to make sure that you never get stood up somewhere or that you know what he's doing and what his intentions are

He never wants you to feel like you're being left behind or put on the back burner

X= Xtra- Extra headcannons

He's got good taste when it comes to interior design

he got an apartment where he did to make sure that it would always have sunlight during the day

I'd say he's a handy person too

I mean he worked with Bruce his entire life and does mechanics, he can't be that bad at fixing a bad pipe or general maintenance

Y= Yearning- How much do they miss you when you’re apart

Jason hates LOATHS being without you

if you're out of town for a mission or something, he doesn't sleep well and he struggles to chill out

he's always on edge wondering if there's something wrong that needs fixing

whenever you're reunited, he's all over you

the "never leaving you again" mentality

he's not obsessive but he really, really misses you when you're gone

like his other half or one of his lungs is missing

Z) Zeal- How dedicated or enthusiastic about the relationship are they

when he's serious about something, he's all in it

he loves being around you and making leaps in your relationship

he values your company and everything that you have to offer and he just thinks that you're the greatest thing to exist since indoor plumbing

there's no cheating, no longing looks at someone else, there's nothing that indicates anything going on between him and someone else

He's just there for you and that's it

he is yours and yours only and that's how he prefers it to be

[nayomi247]

I cant believe like... no one in the fandom has done a post like this yet that I can find?? It seems like a staple, and Im sending it here cause your wonderful and need more requests mwuah (´ з `)

What do you think would be some of the Hazbin Crew's ideal s/o? Like, what would attract them/get their attention initially, what they would need in a longtime partner, that type of thing! I would LOVE if you did Lucifer, Alastor, and Vox (my BOYS *sobs*) but feel free to do anyone and everyone you want to!

Their Ideal S/O

A/N: Thank you for this lovely request mwah😙 Also I sprinkled in other hcs to that I thought of while writing this

Pairing: Lucifer/Reader, Alastor/Reader, & Vox/Reader

Work under the cut🤞🏻

I feel like this man would love a clingy lover. Please always hold his hand. Sit on his lap while he does his work. Cuddle him to sleep at night. He LOVES physical touch.

Lucifer:

He'd also want a person he can spoil. He wants you to know he cares. He shows this by gift giving; (another one of his love languages) anything in his power is yours for the asking, you just name it!

As for looks, he wouldn't really care about those. He loves you for who you are.... THOUGH, if you were tall, he'd like to be topped by you. Or if you were short, he would tease you for that and act all proud bc he's taller than someone.

The thing that initially attracted him though was your smile. He always adored it. Just seeing you laugh and be happy always made his heart flutter.

He wants someone who can take care of him. He's a very needy man and is almost like a toddler to some degree. Of course he could do this stuff himself, but it makes him feel better knowing that you're willing to do it for him.

If you're gonna be with him, you have to be nice to Charlie. That's non negotiable. He doesn't want to put you in a spot where you feel like you have to parent her, of course not. All he wants is for his 2 favorite people to get along.

He needs someone who's willing to commit to the relationship as much as he is. He's still a bit hurt from Lilith, and he's trusting you to not break his heart like she did. He would be crushed.

Alastor:

He isn't one to like physical touch very much. Maybe a peck on the cheek here, holding hands a bit there, but other than that he doesn't want to be touched. Don't get me wrong, he loves you a lot! But he's not really the.. touchy type.

I see him more as lover that would like words of affirmation or quality time. Just your presence alone is enough for him. Though if he's with a clingy partner, he'll probably get them a plushy or something of the sort to hug and cuddle when he's in his 'no touch mood'.

He'd like if if you could cook. You could help him prepare jambalaya and other dishes his mom showed him to make. It'd be a great bonding experience.

Like Lucifer, he doesn't care much for looks. As long as you're willing to commit to him as he does for you, then it doesn't matter to him what you look like.

To be completely honest, he doesn't know exactly why he loves you or even fell for you in the first place. But he does, and did. Who is he to question that?

Vox:

This man is also a big physical touch lover. He always has his hand on your thigh, holding your hand, or just touching any place he can.

Please let him spoil you. You'd always have the latest phone and other tech like that. If you want something, he'd be glad to give it to you.

He wants someone that's loyal to him and only him. If he sees anyone else trying to flirt with you (*cough cough* val) he'd go absolutely insane. You are his.

If you could cook, he'd always love to eat your meals, breakfast lunch and dinner. Would 100% brag to the other Vees when he has lunch.

He'd prefer it if you're good with tech. He wants to be able to brainstorm ideas with you and show off his latest inventions. Also it would make it 10x easier to clean his system if you were the one to do it.

He cares more about looks than the other 2, but it's not a deal breaker for him. He'd like it if you were good looking (You're beautiful no matter what though ofc) but it's not a need. Regardless, he'd still call you beautiful and his pretty thing

He fell for you because of your of your personality. The way you walk about and present yourself. You take bullshit from anyone, you know your worth. Much as he does. You're like him, you both understand each other. That's why he sought out your love.

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I'm sorry if this exactly what you hoped it would be, I know I added a few random things but I hope you like it regardless :]

Once again thank you for the ask<3

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@wonderlandangelsposts

[stelacole]

Dating Jeff Clarke would include/headcanons (part 1) :

- Him feeling like he was finally in a relationship where he and his needs also mattered as with his ex wife Lisa, it felt like it was always her that mattered. she was never there for Jeff, never did anything nice for him and when he needed someone after he came back from Iraq, she was distant and wasn't there for him when he needed her the most before she cheated on him again and left Jeff to go stay with her sister, while starting a relationship with a new guy, leaving poor Jeff to deal with his severe PTSD when he needed her the most. With you, it's different and he loves how you are there for him and does anything he can to show you how much he loves and cares about you. With Lisa, he did at first do effort on cooking, but she never appreciated his efforts and soon Jeff stopped making any, and it's why they never ate any homecooked meals because Lisa didn't want to make any effort and Jeff was too tired on making any efforts as she never appreciated it, so the two ate only frozen meals and Jeff hates them. When you cooked him for the first time, he was blown away as you had made time and put effort into making Jeff's favorite dish and baking his favorite pie. In that moment, he knew you were a keeper and knew he would do anything he in his power could to make you happy and make you know how much he loves you. He also grew to love cooking and baking again and would do anything he can to show you how much he loves you, in the forms of cooking and baking your favorite dishes and desserts.

- With Lisa, he was never jealous as he had somehow "settled" with her and had grown to tolerate her cheating. Did he like how she was never there for him and cheated him? No, but he literally had no one and he was in a dark place and he knew he couldn't cope alone. He didn't trust Lisa either. But when he first met you, he was already jealous of how the guys noticed you and how Kelly Severide, one of your closest friends hugged you, Jeff felt jealous and it was a new feeling for him and he didn't know why he felt that way, but he felt jealous beyond imagination. With Lisa, he had never felt that way, wanting to kick someone's ass out of jealousy. When you two started to date, he was still jealous, but he trusts you with everything he got and knows you would never hurt him.

- After his PTSD, Jeff doesn't like if people touches him, same went for Lisa, but when you touched him for the first time after wanting to make sure Jeff was alright after a bad call, Jeff felt relaxed and he liked the feeling of being hugged and literally pulled you closer, inhaling your scent. He loved how it reminded him of home and he felt like he was home. He felt safe and you have been the only person who never made him feel that way. With you, if you hug him, he'd pull you even closer.

- He always shows how much he loves you by writing you cute text messages and leaving you cute notes on your locker. He's not a biggest fan of PDA, but he won't mind kissing or hugging you in public, but he prefers to show you how much he loves you by sending you notes and telling you in person how much he loves you.

- If you are in the harms way, the person who harms you better beware of the wrath of Jeff as he won't let the person who harmed you to get away. He would make sure you are okay and would hold you close in his arms before he would punch the person who harmed you. If you are hospitalized, he'd be there by your side, holding your hand and if you would ask, he would get on the hospital bed and would hold you close, feeling happy you are alive as he knows he wouldn't survive if you would die. There is no world for Jeff without you, the love of his life.

- When you tell him you are pregnant by his baby, he would be shocked at first, but would feel extremely happy as he had always wanted to be a father. He would talk to your belly daily, would rub your belly and during ultrasounds and sonograms when you two would hear the baby's heartbeats for the first time, he would cry cause that was his and yours baby there.

[drconstell]

⚓Tom Pullings x Reader 💟

As I mentioned, I wrote a short fic about Tom. Maybe someone will be interested in reading it. There is a link to AO3 under the title.

Summary: Pretending to be a man, the reader hires on HMS Surprise to be close to her fiance Tom. A little accident almost reveals her identity, but something quite good comes out of it.

Warnings: Slight smut and a lot of fluff 💖

A/N: This is the "Master and Commander" movie fic. For the purposes of this story, let's pretend Tom didn't marry in 1803 and he is engaged with the reader 😉)

Is being careless really the worst?

The sky was opening.

A new day on the sea.

A lovely pinky-peachy aura rose above the horizon and a thin layer of fluffy clouds. You sighed slightly, admiring the view. It was so marvellous, so astonishing, every damn time. You have been waiting for the sunrise every morning since your first day, about a month ago, on HMS Surprise. Not just because you couldn't stand the smell of sweaty men in the forecastle and preferred to stay onboard for as long as possible. You also did this because you love looking at the rising sun, the colours of the sky changing and last, but not least, Tom often did it too, so you could not only watch the down, but also look at him.

He still hadn't recognized you. You didn't make things easy for him, always looked down when he was near, not saying a word. You knew he would be mad if he knew. But even if, it was worth it. Oh God, yes it was. Seeing Tom every day, being close to him in dangerous situations, hearing his laugh. It was worth any price: sleeping in the smelly hammock, among the stinky men, weather-beaten face and chapped lips, squeezing the breasts with a bandage, and cutting your hair so you look like a boy, eating this terrible mash you were fed, and even angering him.

You were sure, eventually, he'd know. It couldn't be otherwise. A couple of times you wanted to reveal yourself to him - in those moments of bliss, when he laughed so carelessly, racing Captain Aubrey to see who would be the first to come down from the mast or on these rare occasions he was wandering alone on the deck. But you flinched every time. You dreamed about touching, hugging, kissing him and every day, when you didn't fulfil those dreams you felt a bit frustrated, though you were still content that you were so close to Tom and for now that had to be enough.

This particular morning was cold, as always. Slight wind blowing out the sails and tousling your short fringe. You pushed your hat tighter on your head and let the sun keep rising, while you went to your daily duties. A lot of crew got up, while you were admiring this beautiful new day. You were hungry, but seeing the mash Killick did, you as always, lost your appetite, however, there was nothing else to eat. You swallowed the breakfast with difficulty and smoothly moved on to scrubbing the deck.

After a while, you felt this curious tingling which came always the same time Tom was near. You couldn't help but hold your breath, looking around out of the corner of your eye. You didn't dare to look up, trying to be as casual as possible. Then, you heard his soft voice and energetic footsteps. He passed you and went up to the bridge, where the Captain and the officers were.

Slowly, you started breathing again and took a peek at him. When you were sure he was deep into a conversation with other men, you lingered your eyes on him for longer. He looked so fine; extremely tall figure, long legs, straight back, strong arms and his face... like an angel visage. His eyes and smile - it could just melt you on the spot. Also, he was good and kind and a true gentleman. He was the finest man you ever know.

Deep into your daydreams, you didn't notice William carrying several boards on his shoulder to repair the slightly damaged bowsprit. You stood up to take your water, then someone called William, he turned around and the board hit you straight in the head. It was quite a hard strike, befuddled you and threw you back. You lost your balance and flew over the railing into the water. Everything was happening so fast, you even didn't have time to think: Oh my God! before the impact with the surface knocked you out.

***

You woke up dizzy and with a massive headache. You were lying on the settee, down in the lazaret. You had never been there, avoiding this place successfully so far. You found the Doctor - Stephen Maturin too perceptive, too observant. He wasn't like other sailors and you were somehow scared of him. Terrified, he would probably easily discover your secret.

You looked around, confused, not sure what had happened, not sure how to act. The cabin was small and sultry but didn't smell bad. A lot of medical tools and medicines were spread out on a table against the wall. Someone hung your hat on the hook by the door, but in the first place, you didn't remember how you got there.

The Doctor was present. He was looking at you carefully, his lip slightly curved, like he was going to smile or pull a face. The moment you looked into his eyes, you were sure he knew and that made the Killick mash go up your throat.

'Do you feel better, Mister Cupp?' he asked, approaching the settee. John Cupp was your made-up boy's name.

'Yes...' you murmured, lowering your voice as you always did on the ship, however, your throat was so tightened you probably sounded more like a choking crow. You tried to sit up, but he stopped you.

'You fell into the water and lost consciousness, almost drowned. You need to lie down for a while.' The Doctor checked your pulse, which was probably really high right then. 'Remember anything?'

You gulped. 'I remember I was scrubbing the deck, sir.'

'Yes, and after that?'

You tried hard to remember, but nothing came, so you shrugged, wondering what the hell had happened.

'There was an accident,' said Maturin. 'One of the crewmates hit you with the boards and you fell into the water. Of course, he did this accidentally, and didn't mean any harm. Anyway, you would probably be dead right now if it weren't for Mister Pullings. He jumped right after you and drugged you out of the water.'

Your heart skipped a beat and you forgot yourself asking. 'Tom? He saved me?'

Maturin didn't even blink at your words. 'Indeed. And he seemed quite worried about you, coming here every five minutes, to check on you.'

You bite your lip, wondering what to do. What next? Tom surely recognized you. What if Maturin, who certainly knew you are a woman would tell the Captain or the whole crew?

'Master Cupp, don't be so gloomy, I noticed you're an... unusual fellow, but I'm not gonna tell anyone. I'm not superstitious I don't care about your sex as long as you do your job and I suppose no one will notice your... identity. Except Tom of course, but in this case I'm sure he won't leave you in any difficult situation. You're his beloved fiancée, aren't you? Miss (Y/N)?'

You sighed heavily and nodded. 'Yes. I just want to be close to him. But, please don't blame him, sir. He had no idea I'm on board.'

'I can tell that due to his reaction when he saved you. Good, he quite quickly got a grip, because the sailors already thought this was greatly exaggerated for a concern for the common cabin boy.'

You bite your lip. 'It wasn't supposed to end like that.'

'But it did so better keep the mascarade going if you don't want to be left in the first port. I bet Captain wouldn't do this, but if the crew...' he didn't finish. You both heard fast footsteps and after a second someone stormed into the lazaret and immediately looked at you. If angels were sometimes worried, they would look like Tom right at that moment.

He didn't hesitate a bit seeing your conscious, just jumped to your settee and took you in his arms.

'Carefully, lieutenant' the Doctor warned. 'Remember, my patient had a head trauma.'

But there was no need to tell Tom to be careful and gentle, he was always like that with you, this time even hardened his efforts, so you barely felt his touching you.

'Good morning, my love,' said your fiancee, leaving a tender kiss on your temple. You moved to the side and hid your face in his shoulder. You were sure, you smelled bad, almost as bad as the rest of the crew, but you didn't mind now, since Tom had to get used to bad smells, living on the ship. However, he didn't smell bad at all. He was always the neatest and cleanest person you ever knew. 'How are you feeling, darling?'

'I'll give you some privacy,' said Maturin leaving the cabin.

You answered only when heard the door shut. 'I'm fine, Tom, just embarrassed.'

You felt he was smiling. 'I can understand that. But despite I'm so worried and quite mad at you, I'm also impressed that you managed to hide your identity for so long from me.'

'It wasn't that hard. You weren't paying so much attention to random crew mates.'

'And now I know it was a mistake. I have no idea how you endured among them.'

You didn't answer, just pulled him closer. You wanted this moment to last forever, you had been waiting for it for so long and now, when you had it, you couldn't imagine how you go back to no physical contact again.

'What, in the name of Good Lord, have you been thinking, (Y/N)?' he sighed. 'Hiring on the ship just like that, pretending to be a man?'

'I wanted to be close to you, Tom. I hated it when you disappeared for over a year last time. I need to be with you and know exactly what is happening to you. You have no idea what it's like to stay on the shore and wait, worry and pray, never knowing if you're okay,' you almost started crying, while saying all this. 'I love you so much, I never want to be parted from you.'

'My queen, it's okay, don't cry.' He hugged you tighter, stroking your head. 'I'm sorry. I can understand, I'm not that mad, just worried. I hate to leave you alone, but I just want you to be safe, my dearest. And on the shore, you are definitely safer than on the sea.'

'I don't care as long as I'm with you.'

'You're so precious, my love,' he kissed your cheek softly. 'Fine, we will think of something, but for now, you need to feel better, that's most important. I can't be mad at you, since you almost drowned.'

'I'm good, Tom. Don't worry. But I'm so touched you saved me, didn't even know, that it was me!'

Tom smiled softly, his gentle eyes were looking at you warmly. 'I was just trying to save a life. But when I saw it was you... Thank God for Stephen, because I surely would reveal your secret.'

'Yeah, the Doc seems to be a good man and wants to help us.'

'Indeed, he does. I'm grateful we have...' Another storming into the room interrupted Tom's words. The mentioned Doc came in and whispered: 'Jakc's on his way here. Better don't acquaint him with the masquerade matter.'

Tom reluctantly moved away from you and a couple of seconds later the door opened again and Aubrey crossed the threshold. William was stepping nervously after him.

You finally sit up, didn't want to offend the Captain.

'Gentlemen,' he slightly bowed to you all and connected his gaze with yours. 'Hope you feel better, Mister Copp?'

'I do feel better, sir. Thank you for your concern.' you said as politely and as low as you could.

'Good then.' He looked at William, who approached you, first nodding to Maturin and Tom then he turned to you.

'John, mate, are you alright? I'm so sorry...'

'I'm fine, Will.' you interrupted him. 'No need to apologize, it wasn't your fault, just me being... you know, careless'

'The worst thing that can happen is being careless on the ship,' said Aubrey. 'Let this be a lesson for the future. But I need to change the subject. We're reaching the shore, gentlemen. There is a little seaport nearby. I'm hoping all crew will stretch their legs if only for an hour.'

'Yes, sir.' Tom nodded and when Aubrey and William disappeared, he moved back to you. 'Do you want to go ashore, dearest?'

'Sure I do!'

He turned to Maturin. 'You think she can go out in her state?'

The Doctor thought for a moment. 'I think yes, she looks fine, no no permanent damage. But better not get used to that female pronoun, Mister Pullings.'

***

It was a little seaport somewhere in northeast Brazil. A couple of days ago you lost track, just knowing you were heading to South America. No one told the name of the port and actually, you didn't mind where you were at that time. You were in heaven; Tom knew about you and he wasn't mad, you could send him meaningful glares and smiles, and you could touch him and hug him when nobody was watching and also maybe kiss him and do even more.

Surprise docked and almost all the crew immediately went down the trap and scattered around the little town. Aubrey wanted to take Tom to an Inn for dinner, but he refused, saying he wanted to be alone for some time. While saying so, he looked at you intensively, almost taking your breath away. He wanted to spend this time with you, that was sure, but didn't want to make it obvious. Despite a lot of sailors having affairs with their male crewmates, due to a lot of time on the sea, without women's company, Tom didn't want anyone to think he was cheating on you.

He went to the beach and then further on. You followed him with your gaze and waited some time before started following him with the rest of you. Keeping the distance, you followed his footsteps and when he reached the jungle thickets and stopped there, you finally joined him.

Immediately he wrapped his arms around you. 'My love, so good to be here with you,' he murmured, pressing his lips to your neck. You shivered and your guts made some weird dance, while he left a couple more kisses on your sensitive skin. 'I'm so selfish. I should find a decent ship there, which would take you back home, but I just can't do this. Despite I wouldn't trust anyone with your safety, I also don't want to be parted from you now, knowing how well you manage to live on the ship.'

'You haven't seen me climbing to a crow's nest, yet,' you laughed, which made him chuckle a bit.

He took your hand and led you deeper into the jungle. 'You look so fine with short hair.'

'You think so?' you involuntarily touched your short strands of hair, shorter even than his. 'I thought that you'd hate it.'

Tom smiled at you. 'I cannot hate anything about you, (Y/N). You could be bold I would still love and admire you just the same.'

'You are the most adorable man I ever knew,' you sighed happily, squeezing his hand. 'Where are you leading me?'

'To the place we can have some privacy and also take a bath. I'm not fresh enough to be so close to you, I want to be.'

'You look fresh to me, Tom.'

'Thank you, dear.' He stopped to kiss the back of your hand. 'You are so polite.'

You smirked, he was so stubborn sometimes. But you would love to take a bath too. 'So, you know this place?'

'Yes.' Tom nodded. 'We've been there last year. I was roaming around and came across a nice river bend. I think I can find it again, it's not so far.'

He was right, after ten, maybe fifteen minutes you reached the river and nearby was the cosy place Tom was talking about. Water was clear and quite shallow there, thick trunk trees grew on the shore and a lot of vines were hanging down all around making a lovely green canopy.

'Looks so pretty,' you admitted, looking around.

'Well, I should ask this earlier, but aren't you hungry, dear?'

You still had Killick mash in your stomach, despite that, you felt highly aroused and didn't want to interrupt this beautiful moment, since you had an idea where it may lead. You shook your head and asked. 'How about you?'

His gentle smile changed into a mischievous grin. 'I am hungry, but not for food, only for you.'

Your legs felt weak when he said so, heat beat faster and cheeks turned red. Your imagination raced and showed you things you both could do here, not tied up by the conventions for once.

'Yes, I'm hungry for you too.'

Tom nodded contentedly and then turned from you, facing the river. He walked closer and took off his hat, then jacket and then vest... You gulped, looking at him undressing.

'Join me when you feel ready,' he said, taking off his shirt. You stared at his bare back while he aimed for the shoes and breeches. You felt as ready as you possibly could, but you just couldn't stop admiring him freeing his long legs from the trousers.

When he was one hundred percent naked and went into the water, you finally started undressing. You made it quick, you don't have so many layers as him. Unwrapping the bandage from your chest took you the longest. When you joined him in the water, he was already in the middle width of the river, whole body submerged, looking at you with gleamed eyes.

You dive in all, even your head, and swam underneath the surface to him.

'Nice!' he exclaimed when you emerged straight into his arms. 'You can swim!'

'I thought I'd better learn since I was going to join a seaquest.'

He chuckled. 'You never cease to surprise me, my dearest (Y/N).' And then he kissed you softly, pulling you closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and let yourself immerse in the kiss. It was so sweet and tender, as all Tom kisses, but this time there was something different in it, some slight intensity and depth. You two wanted more and knew you could let yourselves go.

Still kissing you, Tom caressed your back with his hands, then placed them lower, on your buttcheeks. You gasped, while he pulled you even closer and up.

'I can't stand any inch of free space between us, my darling.' he said, stopping the kiss. 'Please, wrap your legs around me.'

You did it with pleasure, clinging to him tight, and feeling his rising manhood beyond.

'God, (Y/N)...' he gasped while kissing your neck. 'I want you so badly... I know this is inappropriate to be so intimate with you, while we're still unmarried, but... You're the love of my life and I don't want anyone else, so I think it wouldn't make a big difference if we make love now. What do you think?'

You moaned, tilting your head back, and letting him kiss your collarbone. 'You damn know, what I think about it. If it wasn't for you being a prude, we would have had sex a long time ago.'

He laughed, again stopped kissing you and looked you in the eyes. 'The ship's crew have a bad influence on you, but somehow I like you being so uncouth.'

'Really?' you cupped his face. 'Don't you think I'm vulgar and disgusting?'

'Darling, I would never thought so about you! And also I'm glad I can see your other, more wild side.'

'What an extraordinary man you are, Mister Pullings.' This time you kissed him and that was the end of your conversation. You moved to other activities and your mouths were so occupied, there was no space and time for talking.

He touched you so gently but at the same time so intensely. You were kissing, licking, biting, his arms all the time around you, holding you close and tight. You wanted to be one with him, you almost felt like you were one, when he was inside you, but before that happened, he lied you down on the river edge, kissed and licked your breast, then going down to your belly and down again...

'W-what are you doing?' you asked, so flushed and aroused you could probably put something on fire.

'Trust me. I bet you'll like it, my dearest.'

And indeed you liked it very much. He kissed your soft spot between your legs, that no one else had ever seen before. Then licked it carefully making you moan and arch your back, while pleasure spasms went up and down your spine. But this wasn't the end. He cover your most sensitive area with his whole mouth and started to suck it and his tongue did so crazy things there, you yelled loudly. You had never felt so much pleasure. Your hips were going up and down involuntarily, so he immobilised them with one hand, and the other took your palm, intertwining your fingers. You looked at him, and he looked back, this angelic face between your legs - that was too much. You reached orgasm so strong, that your hips made a dance even Tom's grip couldn't suppress and you moaned so loudly, that your throat hurt.

'Oh God, yes, my queen.' Tom stopped sucking you and got up clearly amazed. His eyes shined so bright his face flushed, surely the same as yours. He hung above you and kissed your lips. Now his hand and efficient fingers were down there, making your pleasure last longer. 'I love you so much. And this will be my new favourite thing, making you moan like that.'

'Y-you are very good at it, Tommy'

'You think so? Let's see what else I am good at.' He took off his hand and touched the area between your legs with his erect manhood.

'Oh, Lord!' you whimpered when he inserted it inside you a bit.

He pulled out and asked. 'Is it hurt, my love?'

'No, not at all.' You wrapped your hands around his neck pulling him back. 'It's just so pleasant, please go further, lieutenant!'

He chuckled and did what you asked. He slowly went deeper and deeper, making you feel so good and full, not only of his phallus, but also his attention his care and love. When you were used to his size, he started to shove at first really slow, but then a bit quicker and it was so damn good, you want him even deeper so you wrapped your legs over his waist again, pulling him as close as possible. Between the kisses he showered you with, he whispered how much he loves and admires you. You were in heaven. You thought it couldn't be any better, but then the second orgasm hit you and you fell into some other dimension, full of love and pleasure, and after a long groan, you knew Tom fell there with you.

***

Going back was weird. You felt like you were in some state of intoxication, but it was a very pleasant intoxication. Tom helped you with the bandages, though he was quite sad he had to squeeze your breast so brutally, but there was no other way. You, on your part helped him with all the buttons on his clothes, also sad, because you preferred him without clothes.

'Hope they didn't leave, I completely lost track of time,' said Tom, but he was still smiling widely like the perspective of you two staying here wasn't that bad. Indeed it would be quite nice. But the ship was still there, most of the crew completely drunk, including the captain, so no one paid any attention to you two and to the fact that you came back together. Also, Surprise wasn't supposed to sail until the next morning.

'In that case let's eat something then take blankets and maybe we could spend the whole night there.' Tom whispered into your ear. 'What you think, my darling Mister Copp?'

You whispered back. 'This is exactly what I was thinking about.'  

[forever-yours-simdate]

Okay I'm too impatient to do these like in order and do all the SFWs before I jump NSFW, I need Tama NSFW alphabet or I'm going to perish like a Victorian woman who dies from having too many or too few pillows while she sleeps-

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

In the beginning, he's very quiet and pefers to be left alone with his thoughts. After a bit though he gets a little clingy and lets himself get sleepy. Always good about making sure he and his partner stay hydrated afterwards though (probably has a britta filter on his nightstand....). Not very good at the emotional-reassurance side of aftercare for several reasons.

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

He likes his teeth! Very good for biting, which he likes doing.

He likes any part of his partner's body. But he tends to focus on the torso/neck area because it's very versatile. Lots of places to bite and touch and bruise, it's really warm and easy to hug.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Doesn't really jerk off and it reflects that.

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

Bought a collar and then hide it deep in his closet out of embarrassment.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Ultra virgin. Never had friends let alone dated because of his parents' influence and his only priority in most of his life being studying.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Ones where he can use his strength/weight to restrain or pin down his partner. He can't decide if he wants to face them or not.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's basically as serious as he would be in any other situation... so quite serious, but doesn't treat it like a grand, sacred thing. Gets embarrassed when silly things happen.

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

Yeah the hair matches, trims but not too short. Does the minimum amount of care. Scared of hurting himself with scissors.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Can be surprisingly tender and soft (well, soft for him), and definitely is clingy (although he'd deny it). Tries to hold his partner close and affectionately bite them, so while his expressions of romantic affection aren't exactly conventional, they're definitely there.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Again, doesn't really do it. If he gets horny he goes to take a cold shower or sweat it off with some exercise-- which for the most part works. When it doesn't, he'll try to get off ASAP with minimal prep so he can go back to whatever he was doing before.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Not exactly a kink but he loves it when his partner wears his clothes/accessories. It makes him feel very... possessive. Other than that, biting and restraints. Mildly into petplay but it's moreso the collaring/caging/care and nickname aspects rather than the roleplay.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Probably usually prefers a bed because that's what you're "supposed" to do, but also likes doing it on the couch since he's usually on a couch more often than his own bed anyways.

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

Having a little bit of a fight/playful(?) resistance really helps get him going. If you actually manage to pin him down or overpower him he's very surprised and honestly pretty into it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Public/stealth stuff. He would rather explode and die. Even doing it in a semi-private place (like a bathroom stall) makes him incredibly uncomfortable. Just regards the outside as "too gross" of a place to be having sex.

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

Probably would prefer receiving over giving, considering he has 0 skills and if anything would find it kinda uncomfortable, and get frustrated if he tries and his partner doesn't feel good due to his clumsiness.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually really fast/rough. Even when he's loving, he can't take it slow.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Probably would be okay with them every so often. The frequency would bother him more than the quickie itself.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Would experiment but only a little. Would probably prefer more vanilla practices-- or the more kinkier things he does in the bedroom don't register to him as kink but rather things he wants to do impulsively with other goals in mind.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Athletic guy can go for A While. Way longer than the average person. If you get him horny enough. Uh. Well. Good luck solider o7 I pray for you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Does not own toys. Would probably just go with whatever his partner already owns/gets, but isn't too into them. If this guy holds a dildo or a vibrator in his hands, he will look so uncomfortable it'd look silly. Likes impromptu/home-made restraints (ropes, ties, belts, etc) over cuffs.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Doesn't try to tease, and if he does, it's unintentional.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Very grunt-y, and breaths/sighs heavily. When he's feeling particularly good he has low, throaty moans, but otherwise really quiet, especially in the beginning. Doesn't dirt talk, unless he's angry.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Surprisingly not sadistic (when he's not angry) so bullying his partner doesn't really occur to him. When he is angry, his sadism mostly comes out as just him venting his blind rage and being violently possessive rather than wanting to tease/pleasure his partner. Still bite-y regardless though, he usually apologizes when he does it during regular sex.

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

All my characters are Schrodinger's genitalia but I also do have semi-canon* dick sizes for the guys + Harper (sourced from my dick-haver friend), so in the case Tama does have a dick it's 5' (hard). 1.5' (soft).

*genuinely I do not care what you wanna do. If you want to give Tama a 6ft pole go ahead. If you want to give him a cunt also go ahead. 👍 The world your oyster. Do what your heart desires. What I have written down is just what I would draw them with. (this applies to all fy characters)

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

It's probably like. on the lower end. He doesn't have a very strong desire to have sex all that often.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Doesn't usually fall asleep right after, and spends most of the night staring at the roof before eventually falling asleep. Fall asleep faster if he wears himself out (by being more rough and emotional).

[sunnyrifle]

「Morita Masturbating」

picture that inspired this

tags: Explicit ▪️ no NTR

⚠️CAUTION!! i’m not eng native, this is an unedited text from my notes, structural & grammatical errors ahead⚠️

I want to scold him for the mess and tease him too, to not let his head cool down as he's shivering from a single new touch

ah he looks so delicious here-- cutesy boy running hot with all that hair obviously stuck to his neck

also I have to say there's something very particular about Morita masturbating, like I've written Kaiji I've written Akagi, they all have different flavours for that and chase such a different goal doing it (aka Kaiji just whiny mess and huffy dog, and Akagi running hot but doesn't have anything in his mind and just gripping teeth bc he's annoyed at his body wanting something out of him) but Morita....... I can write paragraphs (no, I can for anyone but) pages of how Morita does that and psychoanalyse him at the same time and we'll have the longest most useless book in existence where Morita rly rly wants Gin-san and gets all desperate he's just spending the whole morning dry humping a pillow in the end-- he looks like those doberman dogs who show their teeth while they whine and they'd probably tear the pillow apart before they get to satisfy themselves!!

in short;; I think Morita is someone who can't be satisfied by casual masturbation and no manhandling at all-- he needs either very intense sessions with idk some toy involved, or a whole man who's doing it for him - that's the only type of scenarios I can see him letting out some steam and not getting to claw at the sheets bc he wants something more and something bigger--

also Morita would be a menace hahah if you're his bed partner, Ginji or not, I think if it's him who wakes up horny he's not only clingy and asking nicely first, but then probably if he gets rejected, he'd just fight and tackle the person and get what he wants;; be that riding their dick or vice versa, taking anything but to make the annoying tension out of his body--

poor thing so needy!!!!! hehehe i imagine him biting the sheets and whining because he’s craving craving craving, nothing’s enough, even something that’d please the average person would hardly do anything for him because he hates the feeling of being in total control of his own pleasure, he hates how he’s not being held down and all he can do is rut against a pillow and stuff his too short, too narrow fingers into his hole that’s so used to being spread nicely by bigger and older men

even if I write Morita as top with Ginji I always end up writing Morita doing sad eyes that he isn't getting filled up to the brim khahah-- silly little man who is too used to getting ordered around even in the bed;; of course if he's left alone he won't be able to handle it, just a few years chasing Ginji's tail and he can't get back to just using a magazine and his hand at all;; poor guy heheh

Ginji would be cruel to leave him for some business trip for a week or more, it'd be even worse if he'd just leave and not tell for how long, so Morita ends up staying positive for a few days, then a bit on edge for the end of the week, and starts losing it in the middle of the next-- 

1) Ginji returning home and Morita tackles him right at the door step and first hugs him so so tight blushes all happy, then already aims for him lips and lays his hands over his ass and neck, almost sweeping him from his legs--

2) Morita meeting him at the airport, all happy smiles and waving his hand in the air, taking his luggage, just hugging him in their long coats for a little and gets a few pats on the back, just so they'd ride taxi with Morita being a bit jumpy and already leaning to Ginji's ear and whispering so the driver won't know "we're going back to the hotel, right? please-- I need us to get a room Today and preferably Now--" and Ginji starting to grin from ear to the ear bc he was missed so so much that Morita doesn't even shy around asking for sex like this anymore--

3) Ginji returning late morning hours at their shared apartment and stands there at the bedroom, sees Morita just sleeping hugging his pillow and drooling over it as a familiar sight. He undresses and takes off his jacket and pants, but while at it notices his boy running a whole fever and squirming in the bed, basically huffing vapour as he ruts into the blanket he rolled off himself-- Ginji just sits at the side of the bed and watches that with a pleasant smile, so many opportunities how to use it for his own advances, and mentally masturbates to the thought Morita's horny for his single presence in the same room--

4) the same thing as the start of it, BUT it's Ginji arriving and Morita hides under the blanket up to his eyes being visible, and he watches Ginji who walks in, but as Ginji runs his mouth like he was welcomed, he notices Morita is very on guard instead and he doesn't even greet him much but being polite... maybe he's just sleepy and wants to get back to sleep as fast as he can... but Ginji's better than that, he fucking knows okay, he probably doesn't reveal his cards but just gets onto the bed and tugs the blanket off to reveal Morita not just hard, his briefs hanging at his calf, his stomach smeared in precum and most noticeably it's his thighs being wet as well-- 

"been touching yourself without me?" and just watches Morita hide his face into his own shoulder, "what's more--" and Ginji holding his leg under the knee, lifting it and revealing a rubbed red from Morita's own fingers hole, all wet from lube but clenching against nothing filling it now--

"...trying to get yourself off by bare fingers?" 

-- very ready for Ginji now, a whole preparation skipped for his arrival;; he just unclasps his belt and hopes he's hard enough already 

"poor boy... I know you can't even reach that spot you love me tormenting with my own fingers for you"

but then thinks so what of it, maybe it's even better for Morita to feel his dick grow harder in his tight nicely hot walls

"yours are just not made for your own, your broad fingers are only good at filling mine instead--"

and smears himself over that hole all leaking lube but not his cum-- not for long obviously 

"while mine are made for yours ❣️ isn't it right--" and slowly pleasantly filling him up, listening to Morita's little sighs and pleasant smile appearing over his face as his dazed eyes are finally on Ginji's face, his red face all him and he can brush his thumb over Morita's lips right before claiming them, and him whole, and Morita's already hugging his neck closely--

"Morita? I missed you... my dear boy--" and a slow, very carefully turned passionate kiss with tongues as they slowly start grasping at each other instead of plain embrace

[undiscovered-horizon]

Hey can I please request some dating headcanons for The riddle aka Edward like how would he be with a s/o?

Sure thing, love!

Part 2 is >>HERE<<

🫀REQUESTS ARE OPEN🫀

Dating the Riddler - Headcanons

'Stalker turns boyfriend' material

Made a shrine dedicated to you the same day you met for the first time

Shows it to you later on as proof of his undying love

Let's just rip the bandaid off: comes off a bit incel-ish

He's insecure, has a fear of abandonment, and has both anger and trust issues

And that means he's about as clingy and obsessive as one can get

Eddie just wants to be loved unconditionally but cannot comprehend (yet) what it means to be loved at all

Easily jumps to conclusions

If you don't text/call him back immediately, he's already thinking you're cheating on him or you want to break up

Which, obviously, isn't true

He can't comprehend why you'd fall in love with him

You know that one bit from Imagine Dragons' Polaroid?

You are the pay raise Always a touch out of view And I am the colour of boom

Eddie thinks you're too good for him in every way, shape and form. Like a beggar that found a Kalahari diamond

This could melt into him subconsciously sabotaging himself or the relationship in the early stages

Because of that, he's convinced that one day you'll see it too and leave him, so any men you know and aren't related to are suspicious to him

Too anxious to make the first move BUT:

He's the first one to say "i love you" but it's blurted out on accident

Eddie's very observant and shows his love through small, seemingly insignificant acts

Let's take a pan of brownies for example. Whatever piece you prefer (side/corner/centre), he'd leave it for you no questions asked

You're not allowed to leave the house alone after dark

Additionally, he always wants to know where you are, with whom and what you're doing

He's chronically online, so his knowledge about relationships comes from social media, porn and TV

You'll have to straighten a few things out

At first, he keeps his Riddler alter-ego a secret but then he learns that you share similar if not identical views about Gotham

Then he proudly presents his work believing it's going to impress you (it did)

Listening to niche indie music together

He boasts about you to anyone who's willing to listen

Doing Wordle over breakfast

He's ready to cry and scream and kick his feet when you call him 'babe' or 'baby'

Holds you tight or doesn't

Regularly bawls his eyes out at how nice domestic life with you is

Always puts you first, in everything

Reads out loud to you

Likes to lay with his head on your stomach

Treats you like an actual deity who shouldn't have to come in contact with the filth of mortals (him being the merciful exception)

Needs a lot of verbal reassurance that you DO love him, that you ARE attracted to him

Rarely speaks out about how he feels about you or how you make him feel. That bit is left for when he has Riddler's mask on and the confidence it gives him

You often try to explain to him that the mask itself doesn't magically give him courage out of thin air. It's already somewhere inside him

He can't believe that although wants to

He won't explicitly say it but he yearns to be babied

You're more than willing to give it to him

Always has time for you

Very warm, comforting hugs

Takes him A LOT of time to open up

He's just afraid of getting hurt, you know?

But love is patient, so you never made him feel bad about needing more time to earn his trust

Swoons at any attention he can get from you

Wearing his clothes does something to him - pokes at an obsessive beast sitting deep inside him

Definitely throws tantrums if you don't spend enough time with him

He wants to be your #1 like you are to him

Eddie physically cannot get angry at you. You're so idealized in his mind that whatever wrongdoing you commit was actually the fault of the circumstances or other people.

Always complimenting you and singing praises

Big on PDA but gets a bit shy about it

He's also incapable of denying you anything, so be careful what you wish for! You might just get it

His manhunt for corruption only gets more intense after getting together with you

Because now it's not only about him but also about you - the very person Gotham could never deserve to be the home to

Eddie gets worked up quickly but you know how to calm him down

You occasionally appear on his streams but on accident

Like bringing him coffee while he's working-streaming, so his followers just see you from the waist down and hear your voice

The audience is, as always, divided. Some like you, some don't

Those that don't are further divided into two groups: the ambivalent ones and the 'haters'. Whoever falls into the second group, openly hating your existence for whatever reason, gets mysteriously doxxed, falls victim to an unfortunate accident or simply disappears in the middle of the night

There are multiple Reddit threads speculating who you really are

[Eddie anonymously posts theories/investigations to throw people off]

Those that do like you, however, get a bit too invested

If a masked guy is watching/following you it's most probably Riddler's devoted fan keeping an eye on his idol's beloved. Eddie never confirmed nor denied whether he had something to do with it...

You always carry glass wipes with you

When you're upset, he has a hard time deciding between lashing out at whoever/whatever upset you or staying with you

You're the only thing he can think about while in Arkham

Probably rants about you to Joker

He can't be a complete loser if he has you, right?

[merakiui]

Hemlooo Meraaa!! I'm havin yandere octavinelle thoughts and I thought why not share it with u? I hope you're havin a good day!

(CW: imprisonment, forced use of potion, dubcon kissing, implied sadism?)

imagine one of em (or all three of em, take your pick) keeping you prisoner in the dorm's big ass aquarium that decorates the Mostro Lounge.

But like, in some corner surrounded by rocks/corals/just a secluded place where no one can really see u, and only he knows of your location.

And you're chained at the bottom of the tank (probably long enough that u can explore just a tiny itty bitty bit of your space) and only he can visit you cause he can change into his merform, aight.

In order to keep you alive, he's given you a potion that enables you to breath underwater (or maybe turn u into a merfolk?)

But here's the thing, the potion's effect is not permanent, and it'll probably last like 24 hour ish or less.

Don't worry, he won't let u die, he'll still give u your daily dose (an excuse to visit u). Probably let u struggle a bit before giving u the potion (if he's feeling sadistic that day/feels like u need to be punished or sumthin).

He also won't just give you the potion as it is, oh no. He'd probably give it thru a kiss (u know, like that giving oxygen via kissin thing??) You're just so complaint whenever he gives you your potion.

And so every time you feel like you're feeling hard to breathe, you'd trash around in your chains and try to swim closer to him who are just in time (or a bit later) for his visit, clinging to him and desperately crashing your lips to his to get your daily dose.

He'll probably saw it as you just being really eager to meet him and that you finally loving him back (I mean why else would you initiate the kiss first if u don't love him?)

He's so happy that you're finally depending yourself on him, giving all of you to him and him only. Don't worry darling, this will only last until graduation, and after that you can live happily at the bottom of the sea with him forever <3

Also, this one is a specific thought for Azul:

octopus can change how they look to match their surroundings as camouflage right?Imagine a darling who thought they're finally alone (either still in the aquarium or in the ocean), only to suddenly feel his arms around their waist and his tentacles clinging to them as he hugs them from behind. He's been there all this time, just lovingly observing his beloved pearl among the corals and rocks, they're so cute when they're oblivious <33

I'm having big brain thoughts when I tried to take a nap today and so I'm sharing it with u cause I love your yandere writings so much <33

-heyyy

Hello, heyyy!!! Thank you so much for blessing me with yan!Octavinelle. OTL they’re always on my mind… this is fueling my brain rot.

(cw: yandere, captivity/kidnapping, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, non-con touches/kisses, brief mention of violence)

Omg giving the potion to you through a kiss is so good because they would absolutely prefer that way. Why force the potion down your throat when they can transfer it through a sweet (or all teeth and tongue if you’re Floyd) kiss? And every time they feel you reciprocate the kiss, even if it’s only because you need the potion in order to live, they’re certain that you’re getting closer to accepting the new life that awaits you!

If anyone ever does happen to notice you in the tank, they should start running. The trio aren’t fond of prying eyes and those who don’t know how to stay out of business that doesn’t concern them. A few broken ribs ought to teach that nosy student. And if they aren’t scared soulless by that, there are always scarier threats that can be used. Death is always on the table when it comes to keeping their beloved safe and sound.

AAAA YES YES!! Azul camouflaging himself so he can watch you is very delicious to think about. He can be as suave as he wants when he interacts with you, but he just can’t quite be entirely truthful with you. He’s still hiding some unsavory part of himself. He’s still shrouding himself in all of these layers in order to bury who he really is. You’ve yet to meet the real Azul—the Azul who laughs with genuine amusement, who occasionally cries in secret, who spends hours starting and scrapping love letters because he just keeps messing up and he wants it to be absolutely perfect for you. What terms of endearment should he use? How should he begin his greeting? What should he write about? These questions haunt him.

It’s easier to lie and hide and bury. It’s easier to act as he always has: sly and silver-tongued. But it’s harder to avoid his reflection in the mirror because it’s the one thing that can’t lie.

So when he hides himself from your view, he’s not only doing it to watch you. He also does it so that you won’t see his tentacles. So you won’t judge him. So you won’t have to face the fact that he’s not actually human. But as much as he wishes to observe, he can’t resist reaching out for you. You’re like the radiant light that draws him out of his octopus pot—into a world of love and color and fluttery heartbeats. It’s fine if you detest him. He’ll fix that. It’s fine if you claim you could never love him, a heartless monster from the deep. He’ll fix that. It’s fine if you prefer your humanity. He’ll fix that, too.

Azul’s hugs range in severity. Sometimes they’re quick and fleeting—merely a brush of tentacles against skin. Sometimes they’re possessive and insistent—tentacles wrapping so tightly around you that you’re certain your bones will splinter. And sometimes they’re sweet and sad—a rare sort of hug where Azul sheds his many layers and clings to you. All while lamenting about how much he missed you, how it’s not fair that he can’t be with you 24/7, how you still avoid his touch, how he’s worked so hard for your sake.

And like the variety of hugs you receive, there are also many sides to Azul. You’re not sure if you prefer clingy Azul, emotional Azul, cruel Azul, sweet Azul… But all of these facets make up his personality and you’re forced to accept it—to accept him—because there’s no way you can escape him.

Like a ship destined for wreckage, he’ll sink alongside you if it means he can be with you for all of eternity. And luckily for him, the ocean is as deep and blue as his love for you.

[ochqko-kinnie]

mha: class 1A love languages <3

aoyama: gift giving, he loves buying the ones he loves little things to make them happy (mainly cheese), and will make handmade cards on holidays

ashido: physical touch, hugs, holding hands, cuddling, any form of touch she enjoys and she especially loves initiating the contact to show her love

tsuyu: words of affirmation, she's very blunt and always says what she thinks of others, so she's very honest when it comes to telling people how much she cares about them

iida: acts of service, he is always willing to get up and grab something for anyone or do someone's chores when they aren't feeling well, even if they don't ask him too

uraraka: physical touch, poor girl is touched starved from living alone most of the time so when given the opportunity she'll give the best hugs and loves cuddling with her friends

ojiro: quality time, he prefers to spend time with his loved ones and chat about their days or go on a walk together, anything where him and his friends are together is enough to make him happy

kaminari: quality time, his favorite thing to do is just hang out with his friends, no matter the circumstances he's just happy to be around them, he loves sitting in the common room to just talk and goof around

kirishima: PHYSICAL TOUCH. he loves hugs, holding hands, linking pinkies, leaning on people, cuddling with them, anything that involves touch he loves, it gives him comfort knowing that his loved ones are right beside him and safe

koda: quality time, he prefers to sit in silence with his friends while they listen to music or read a book together, having his loved ones around him makes him very happy even though he doesn't express it through words

sato: words of affirmation, gives the best compliments and is always so genuine with his words, if his friends did good in training or on a test, he'll always let them know how smart or strong they are and how much he admires them, he's a big sweetie

shoji: acts of service, similar to iida, he loves doing things to people to show his appreciation, he also gives great advice and is a great friend to go to for help with anything, he loves being able to help others

jirou: quality time, she loves going out with her friends or sitting in her room listening to music with them, anything that involves being around her loved ones makes her so happy and she finds comfort in being around them

tokoyami: quality time, he needs to know when his loved ones are safe, and being around them gives him comfort in knowing that, it also allows him to feel like he can protect them if anything we're to happen, even though he's not very talkative, just being in the same room as his friends let's him relax and have fun

todoroki: quality time, he loves hanging out with his friends and will visit his family (except endeavor lol) whenever he gets the chance, he'll always stay up in the common room with his friends even when he's tired, and will go out with them even if he doesn't really feel like it just to be around them, it makes him so happy being around his loved ones even though he doesn't show it

hagakure: physical touch, hugs are her favorite things and she's always giving them to people, she loves cuddling with her friends when they watch movies and being close to them in general, if her loved ones are walking next to her they'd be rubbing shoulders with hers

bakugo: acts of service, similar to iida, he's the one who would get up and get something for his friends or do their chores when they can't, however he'd play it off as "I was already getting up to grab something so I might as well get whatever you need" or "you're not doing this right so I'll just do it instead" he also loves cooking for his class and serving them meals but would never admit this

midoryia: words of affirmation, he's constantly telling his friends how cool they are and will give genuine and detailed compliments on their hero work, he loves telling them how talented they are, he also always tells his mom he loves her after all of their conversations so she knows how grateful he is for her

mineta: ...

yaoyarozu: gift giving, if any of her friends see something they like at the store it's going in the cart, someone will mention how they need a certain thing and she'll immediately buy it for them, she'll also buy anything she thinks her loved one might like and will make anything they ask for with her creation (within reason)

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these were really fun to make so let me know if you want a part 2 with the teachers or pro heroes, I can't say those will be as accurate but I'll try my best!! thank you for reading <3

[yallmakemyassitch]

���̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ AZ Here!

If you don't mind making the Tickly Alphabets, Can you maybe make A-Y with Whitty?

I'm in a mood for some Lee!Whitty or Ler!Whitty suffs rn-

It's ok if you don't want to make it (But if you don't wanna make it, please reply "Sorry, i don't want to" or what ever reasons why you don't want to so i don't felt ignored & so i know why)

Also, i hope you have a good Day & stay hidrated! :)

Love, ~AZ

Wowie, this is gonna be my largest amount of headcanons I would ever do! I don't mind one bit so don't feel sorry! (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

Also thank you, I will stay very hydrated and make sure I have a great day, same to you pal (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+

Headcanons✨

A - What is their aftercare like after a heavy round of tickling?:)

Hugs all around. He's a very reserved person so the person he was tickling would have to be someone close to him (carol, hex). He'd keep you in his embrace with your head under his chin and calm you down. You'll 100% fall asleep and so would he. After a wonderful tickle fight, who wouldn't want to cuddle and nap?

B - How do they react to bondage, do they enjoy it and if yes, what is their favorite pose?

Whitty hates bondage, it makes him feel way too vulnerable. Since he's on the run, he's constantly on guard and afraid, never being able to actually relax. So if something like bondage is brought up, something where his movement is restricted and prevents him from running away from being caught, he'll point blank say no. Whitty will be pretty cold to you after that since he assumed after knowing you for so long, you'd know he would despise something like that.

C - What are their chances in a chase, both as a lee and ler?

Most of the time, he observes tickle fights and never gets involved. But if someone made some sort of sign they want to tickle Whitty, he'll be pretty flustered at first and make up an excuse before legging it out of there. You won't see him for long because of his insanely long legs, so even if you chase him down, he's already gone.

As a ler though is when his unpredictability comes to shine. Whether I'd be out of revenge or personal initiative, he can be quite playful and even tease a bit. Because of this, they're seen much worse than most because Whitty nearly never acts like this and the effects are amplified significantly. So let's hope Whitty isn't the one tickling you because it will be much worse for you.

D - What is their most ticklish spot?

Surprisingly his stomach is extremely sensitive, along with the X's on his body. It's sort of the reason why he wears that big sweater. Not a single soul knows about it and he prefers to keep it that way.

E - How do they express their wish to tickle/be tickled?

Whitty's moods come every blue moon so better take this chance while you still have it. If in a lee mood, he'll be more touchy and soft with you and while you're alone with him, he'll softly ask. But be sure to be gentle, he only wants to be cheered up (likely because of the whole running away from Updyke thing).

If Whitty wants to tickle then he'll just ask Skid or Pump if he could tickle them. They're really understanding kids and get what he's feeling and will gladly allow it. He's way too shy to ask anyone else and doesn't know how to show his feelings accordingly so Whitty just asks them. The bomb head is really soft with them too so Skid and Pump end up enjoying it too.

F - What is their behavior in a tickle fight like?

He's rarely in them but when he is, people tend to try to stay on his good side. Whitty is very intimidating and once he chooses a victim, you might as well submit to your fate. Don't interrupt, don't talk to him, only know that if you distract him while he's going ham on his ler, you're next on his list.

G - How do they react to gentle tickles?

Very squirmy and jumpy, twitches at every sensation and if you surprise him, you might hear him squeak a little. Whitty isn't used to touch so even the slightest touch will send him into high gear.

H - As a lee/ler or both, do they have specific habits when it comes to tickling?

Whitty's reactions can get out of hand so he does his best to suppress them as much as possible. If you're tickling him, you'll likely see him with his face shoved in a pillow with his arms around his body. He's laughing like crazy but his body would be twitching and occasionally spasming. He makes an effort not to hurt you since he cares about you so much.

I - How well would they be able to handle a tickle interrogation?

Not very well, being interrogated is something that freaks him out severely. I've already emphasized his backstory a lot so if you want to interrogate him, take a gentle approach, that tells him you're just playing around. Whitty would act all uncompliant, saying you'll never make him take or whatever taunt to get you riled up. Then...the fun begins :D

J - What is their absolute favorite thing about tickling?

The feeling of trust and comfort with those he trusts. Whitty feels a stronger bond to them and feels closer to them. Trust is very important to him.

K - As a ler, do they have special skills to use against their lees and drive them crazy with?

Again he's not very experienced with tickling (although unknowingly good at it), he's very good at giving raspberries. Depending on who it is it's either he wants you about it or doesn't, no in-between. Whitty will throw one in just to hear you screech and thrash. He will also do this repeatedly until you're red and breathless. He will apologize profusely but always manages to repeat his mistake.

L - What does their laughter sound like when they are tickled?

Very booming and electric guitar sounding, but strangely cute sometimes. If you get him in a good spot sometimes, he'll just laugh and laugh and laugh... It sounds almost melodic and you'll soon find yourself entranced until he wheezes for you to stop.

M - Their tickle behavior during mornings?

Whitty hardly even sleeps but when he does, he literally stands up while doing it. If you happen to tickle him while he's resting, he'll react pretty strongly and will likely punch you in the face out of reflex. He'll be extremely apologetic but warns you not to do it again...so yeah. But if he is awake than it's the same as all the other headcanons, but much more lethargic and gentle since he's so tired (man's is so scared of getting caught, he hardly sleeps 😔).

N - Their tickle behavior during nights?

The nighttime is where Whitty becomes much more active, scavenging for food and sneaking into the Underground and what not. He's strangely serious and knows he's even more vulnerable than before. But because of this, you decided to give him a good cheering up! Of course he's surprised and laughs like crazy but then scolds you for nearly outing him (despite nobody being around lol). If Whitty heard footsteps then you know he's gonna grab you to leg it outta there

O - Text messaging and social media, do they have some kind of online tickly behavior to tease their lee or ler with?

No. Homeboy doesn't even have access to a phone, let alone the internet. But if he happened to stumble upon the tickle community, he would be extremely overwhelmed and pledge to never visit that side of the internet. Ever. (bet that he found the weird side; nsfw and other weird shit 😣, which made him fr uncomfortable)

P - If they were to go after a lee and accept the aid of a tickle partner, who do they prefer to join hands with and why?

Definitely Skid and Pump. The two are very good at directions and always know where to find their lees, no matter how far they run. They keep watch over the lees vitals and inform Whitty that they need a break, which he gives. Skid n' Pump follows his commands and knows exactly what to do to get their victims screaming.

Q - Their response to the question ' are you ticklish'?

Answered here

R - Ler or ler, what is generally their main role?

Lee...usually. Whitty is far too docile to be the one who usually tickles so people tend to target him more. As a ler however, people say they get a sort of... different energy around him, mischief or mystery? They don't know 🤷‍♀️

S - If they were to suggest a safeword for a tickle session, which word will it be?

Something that the lee can easily remember and say! Whitty doesn't want to overstep on your boundaries so he'll make this abundant before he begins. If you can't figure one out (somehow...) then he'll choose one for you. It would be 'Cloud' because it reminds him of a certain individual and will instantly rip his hands away from you.

T - Their most favorite method of teasing their lee/ler?

He has considerably large fingers so you know that means he's gonna pull some sneaky shit with them. Whitty's gonna crawl slowly up their ribcage, poking between each bone before eventually digging his whole hand in there. As you can imagine, it tickles like hell and he's having way too much fun (if you're lucky, hell even count them, just to make sure you have all 24; very unlucky of you if you more than that lol)

U - Do they have some unusual tickle spots? Where?

The palms of his hands are strangely sensitive which could explain why he keeps them in his pockets so frequently. Even light sensations like wind can be too much for him. People will often be confused when he jumps with a shaky grin and is practically rushing to put them away before anyone else notices.

V - As a ler, who is their favorite lee and what makes this person their ultimate victim?

Despite not being a ler much, Whitty would have to say Carol. She's so calm, sweet, and patient, everything that Whitty needs. He's incredibly comfortable around her and knows he can just bury his face into her chest and lie there as she gently rubs his head. He likes to encase Carol in his arms and tickle all over her body, hearing her soft giggles and squirming, despite not making any sort of attempt of escaping :)

W - What is their reaction to the T-word? Can they say it out loud or do they get embarrassed?

When Whitty first heard the word, he had no idea what it meant or how much it affected others so there was a period on time when he was going around and asking people what tickle meant, only to get the same confused, flustered answer (which wasn't really an answer it was just a sputter of words with a person's face redder than a tomato). Once he actually learned what it meant and experienced it first hand is when the embarrassment started. Whitty shuffles his feet and says it in a lower voice, not daring to make any sort of eye contact.

X - In a crossover AU, which other fandom character would be a fitting tickle fight opponent for them and why?

fuck I don't know man, I'm so sorry 😭💀

Y - Any personal self- or reader-insert tickle fantasy / headcanon to share with this character?

I want Whitty to pick me up and give me raspberries till' I'm squeaky, breathless, and limp. That's it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

Authors note: I've been working on this for weeks so please don't think I've forgotten about you Az. I had a lot of fun with these and I hope you enjoy them just as much. So sorry for the wait! 🙏

[paimon-rambles]

Kisses~Genshin impact boys

Characters: Kaeya, Dilcu, Zhongli, Childe, Xiao, Venti

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Kaeya

Kisses with Kaeya can come out of nowhere. He's a dramatic boy who likes to surpise his partner with a kiss following with a sly remark. You can be reading over something one moment, then suddenly feel Kaeya's lips on yours

Speaking of which, he prefers to kiss his partner on the lips or really anywhere where skin is exposed. The kiss itself can be romantic, lingering and full of love. Or I can be just to tease you, still filled with love but more to get a laugh from it .

You get kissed by him various times throughout the day. There is never a day that goes by where he hasn't smooch you, unless he's out on a mission and will be away for a period of time that is.

Kaeya mainly initiates the kisses, he ain't afraid to kiss you even in public area. But if his partner were to go in for the kiss, he'll chuckle, tease you a bit but regardless still give you the kiss

For Kaeya, kisses are one of his favorite ways to shower his partner with affection. He enjoys making them flusted with just a simple peck on the lips.

Diluc

Unlike Kaeya, Diluc is more reserved and kisses his partner when he feels like the time is appropriate.

Oml he is so soft for his lover. Kissing Diluc is always romantic and filled with passion. It's never awkward but filled with love.

He prefers to kiss his partner behind close doors or somewhere private. He doesn't mind if his partner decides to kiss him in public, it's a rare moment where you can actually see him become slightly flustered.

If you were in a public area, kisses would quick, behind close doors however, very lingering and with emotions poured into it

He's likes to kiss his partner on the lips, cheek and forehead. Really depending on the atmosphere, in public? A quick and soft kiss on the cheek. Feeling sad? He presses his lips against your forehead.

He doesn't really tease you, he wants his partner to feel loved. Maybe if he's feeling confident he'll doing something teasing, but its incredibly rare. He tends to save those teasing moment of kisses for behind closed doors.

While he does like kissing his s/o I can see him being more into hugs/cuddles. After a romantic kiss he likes to engulf you into a hug.

Omg Dilcu I love you

ZhongLi

Zhongli very polite and tends ask for your permission before kissing you. His kisses are very soft, and aren't quick as he prefers to spend some time kissing his partner.

Because of this, most kisses occur behind close doors. Out in the public he'll mostly peck his s/o on the cheek.

His favorite areas to kiss his s/o is on the cheek and knuckles. He often kisses you on knuckles when he about to leave somewhere. Prince Charming just called, he'd like to know your location

Similar to Diluc he isn't really one to tease with kisses. He just wants to kiss his partner and assure them that he loves them dearly.

This man loves it when his s/o initiates the kisses, it makes Zhongli so happy knowing you love him. He will never refuse any of the kisses and will always returned them

His more romantic kisses tend to lean more at the beginning and near the end of the day. When you wake up, he'll kiss you and hand you some tea. When your about to go to bed he'll kiss you goodnight.

Zhongli honestly is probably the best of the boys but Diluc is a close second.

Childe

I'm still really hesitant for writing for him, I hope I did him justice

A tease but not as much as Kaeya is. Childe laughs a lot when he kisses his partner. And tends to pull away and laugh at his s/o's flustered face. Most of kisses also lead to the both of you bursting into fits of laughter. Your smile and giggles makes Childe happy

He has an above average to average pda so he is pretty open on kissing his s/o in public although he won't do it if he s/o is uncomfortable with it.

Gives kisses daily as well, although they tend to be quick pecks occasionally some romantic ones sprinkled in. He is mostly focused on his goals to become stronger but is sure to shower his s/o with love as well

I can see him most commonly be kissing you on lips and shoulder. Really anywhere where he can get his lips on

In terms of who initiates the kisses, it a bit of mix between him and his partner, leaning more towards Childe. Whenever it's his partner who initiates it he will have this almost cheeky smile plastered on his face.

Childe is kinda of a wild card when is comes to kisses, really depends on the on situation.

Xiao

Xiao becomes incredibly timid each time his partner makes an attempt to show him affection. So whenever a kiss occurs he doesn't really know what to do.

He's mentally asking himself how long should the kiss be? Where does he put his hand? Etc.

Over time he'll become more accustomed to it, but no matter what he'll become to slightest timid.

He mostly let's his partner initiate the kiss. When Xiao is one going for the kiss, he would pause right before your lips touch, to give you a chance to pull away if you desired.

Doesn't really have a favorite area to kiss as it's his partner who mostly initiates the kisses, but he likes quick pecks on the lips and cheek and occasionally the shoulder.

He doesn't tease either

Xiao also has isn't fond of displaying affection in public and prefers to save the kissing and when relaxing at the Inn or somewhere isolated.

Venti

This bard is very playful and his kisses tend to show how that hint of mischief and playfulness. It's more to make you laugh than anything.

But Venti lives for the affection of his s/o. He loves everytime they hug him or kiss him. So whenever he does share a kiss with his s/o it makes his day 100% brighter

He has a huge pda level and isn't afraid to kiss his partner in broad daylight. He sent 500 years alone, and now that he has someone he wants to shower them with affection. But if his s/o has doesn't share the same level of pda, Venti will tone it down

Perfers to kiss on lips and tends to initiates the kisses himself but doesn't mind at all when his partner initiate. As mention above Venti loves being showered by affection

Since he doesn't always stay at one place at a time, he never fails to kiss you goodbye with promises of returning with a song to play for you.

[jade-qilin]

can you please write banri and juza cuddling hcs?? i love your writing sm!!

cuddles with banri & juza headcanons | A3!

notes: one of my friends also asked for cuddling hcs with the exact same characters lmaoo your minds: galaxy brain. thank you so much! I hope you like these <3

placed under the cut for length. gender neutral reader.

JUZA:

absolutely ADORES cuddles but will rarely ever ask for them directly because he's still quite shy

it's hardly ever noticeable when he's craving physical affection, but when he's absolutely desperate, he'll give that side glance cats typically do before they knock something over lmao

he's usually a big spoon, but doesn't care overall! in the beginning of the relationship, he prefers cuddles where he's snuggling you from behind so that you can't see his cute blushing face, but as he becomes more comfortable with the relationship, he's fine with any position as long as his arms are wrapped around your body and his face is between the crook of your neck

cuddles with you? that's heaven. cuddles with you AND his favourite snacks? he's ready to propose right then and there

he may not be overly affectionate of PDA, but if you went to the same school, he'd like to find a secluded place and have you nestled to his side during lunches

after a long day of school, practice, or after multiple nights of performing, he would love to just melt in your arms. show up to the last show and he would be perfectly fine with skipping his troupe's post-show celebrations in order to spend time with you (unless Omi's desserts are involved. then he loiter a bit)

he finds it absolutely attractive when you stand up to Banri or anyone else who teases/belittles him for being a sweets-loving affectionate boy. if you see or hear that some thugs were giving Juza trouble, you better be cuddling this boy because he's absolutely tired and disheartened that people constantly assume he's an up-to-no-good guy when really, he just wants to eat Omi's snacks, act, and be by your side

SECRET: if you're cuddling with him while hand feeding him a parfait or literally any sweet, he'll probably start crying (out of happiness, of course)

BANRI:

will either initiate cuddles first or will not even touch you (unless you REALLY rile him up). it's usually the latter though; he's not afraid to show the world that you're his and his alone. but sometimes, he likes to be a lil shit and will want to see you beg and plead like a puppy

he only does that in private though. he doesn't want anyone else thinking he's a neglectful boyfriend because really, he just likes to be a tease

would gladly skip classes in order to cuddle with you in the janitor's room, on the school rooftop, literally anywhere where you won't be disturbed

“Banri, I have classes. just because you can get As with little to no effort doesn't mean I can." "so what? I'll tutor you at home"

his words don't mean shit LMAO

studying at home? at a library or a spare classroom? this man has no shame and will drag you down to sit on his lap. even if you have a super important exam to study for, he'll want to, at the very least, hold your non-dominant hand. he’s very handsy and just wants to touch you

once you've been together for quite some time, he'll try to sneak a hand under your shirt or up your skirt when you're cuddling or hugging, but only where nobody can see. he's a very respectful man so if it does make you genuinely uncomfortable, he'll stop because he knows cuddles are meant to be relaxing and safe <3

not really cuddling but?? he likes resting his head on your thighs with his nose pressed against your stomach and holding your heads. massage his head/run your fingers through his hair and he'll be wrapped around your fingers (literally)

long periods of time cuddling results in a dazed Banri. he can be a little bit whiny if you pull away and you find it endearing, as the roles are usually reversed. if you're cuddling right before his acting practice, let's just say that Sakyo has a long speech prepared for your boyfriend

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 115 2Xs2) "True Intentions"

@crystalbaby12 @backoftheroomandnotbelonging @5sosfam1dlover @rosefilledhearts-blog

"I've got different colored sticky tabs for the different spaces." Luna announces as she enters her storage unit.

Jackie and Sam are there with The Movers. Luna goes through picking out which pieces will go to The Brownstone, her Studio Apartment and the Recording Studio she just bought. She had signed the closing paperwork electronically with Monica and Ben earlier this week on the latter properties. The Apartment is ready but the Recording Studio needs a contractor for the equipment installation. Jackie being on top of that, they start the gutting process next week. Everything else is being moved out today.

"Whoah!!! Be carful with that!!" Sam cries out in concern as she watches The Movers roughly handle an original, stretched Mapplethorpe.

"What the FUUUUUCK." Luna groans as she rubs her forehead. "Why wasn't that crated?" She asks no one in particular as her phone rings. "Hello?" She sighs into the receiver.

It's Kylie. Luna's therapist. Calling because it's 2P on every other Thursday. Luna excuses herself, trusting Sam and Jackie while she finds an empty stairwell.

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"It's just conflicting, Ky... " Luna let's out with an annoyed sigh and a cloud of smoke from her pen while playing with Colson's padlock around her neck.

She's been on the phone with Kylie for the last 45mins talking about everything and anything. Colson, Justin, trust, feeling over exposed, setting up the lable. Her therapist advising her to breathe as always and to make a Pros and Cons list regarding marrying Colson. Knowing there is no option, Luna humors her with an Okay before they get off the phone.

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"How do we look?" Luna asks after coming back in from the stairwell.

"Good." Jackie begins to reassure her. "Everything you want is loaded into the two trucks. I'm gonna ride to The Brownstone and Sam to The Apartment... Uhm, Lee said you're good to go at Electric Lady Land around 7P... "

"And I talked to Mikey, he'll be there no problem." Sam chimes in.

"You guys are fucking AWESOME. Thank you." Luna pulls them in for a three way hug. "I gotta go meet Petey." She informs them once they release. "You guys good without me?" She asks.

Both women nod. Giving promises of phones calls if there's any problems as Luna heads back towards the stairwell; popping another XR and two 30s during her descent. It shouldn't be THAT hard... They're only responsible for moving half of her life.

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Colson gets in touch with The Boys and heads to Amsterdam Billiards for pool and beers. Popping his own handful of Adderall along the way. Stepping out of the cab, Mod greets him with an excited hug.

"What up, Kid!" He squeezes his unhappy friend. "Aww, come on... Don't be like that, you know Luna'll come around. She always does." Mod tells him with a slap on the back as they walk inside.

Benny, Baze, AJ, Rook and Slim have a table racked up. Mod grabs more beers as Colson joins them. They're all talking about the GMA performance. Agreeing it was killer. While Rook also can't stop talking about Jackie.

"Good luck with that, Rookie. I don't think Loons is doing any of us any favors right now." Colson sighs as he leans down to break.

"Shit. Speak for yourself, that's my homie, Dawg." Rook disagrees with him as he swigs his beer.

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Luna meets Pete on The Delancey's rooftop bar. He's already sat when she walks in. Noticing her, he stands for them to hug Hello. His normal excitement clearly missing as she orders a drink.

"I heard you and Colson got into it after I left." Luna cuts right to the core.

"Yeah. He wants to blame me for him running his mouth." Pete starts to complain to Luna's silence. "Like I started all this shit."

"You kinda did... I love you Petey but whether I cheated on Colson or Justin, like I told you last night, it's none of your business. My betrayal didn't land on you or even Colson so really the two of you are fighting over some shit that doesn't even concern you. It's that simple." Luna explains.

"So you did cheat on Beebs?" Pete asks her, ignoring everything else she had said.

"Yeah, Petey. I told you last night that I had an affair. I'm not proud of it but it happened." Luna shrugs as she fights back tears of guilt.

"Who was it?" He pries.

"What? No. You don't get to ask questions like that... Like, I don't understand why this feels like you're mad at me for some reason. I didn't do ANYTHING to you." Luna furrows her eyebrows at him as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Yeah but you did do something to my friend that he never did to you." Pete looks into his beer and then up at Luna.

"You didn't know Justin and I's relationship as well as you think you did. Just like you don't know nearly as much about me and Colson as you think you may. My turn? Your judgmental attitude towards me is really disappointing and if you're so worried about your FRIENDS than go make up with the one that's still in town. I'm outta here though." Luna swallows the rest of her Old Fashioned with two gulps. "Hit me up when you're done being a dick." She calls over her shoulder as she walks out of the bar.

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Mike's sitting alone outside of Electric Lady Land when Luna arrives. Lighting a cigarette, he looks up. Green eyes taking her in as he stands to grab her guitar case from her.

"What's goin' on, Luna?" He asks as he sits back down and takes a drag from his Marlboro.

Luna fishes around in her bag for her joint box and flask. Finding them both, she takes a swig before offering it over to his acceptance. Lighting a joint, she sighs out a cloud of smoke as they sit in silence. Sometimes no talking is good.

After a while Sam shows up. The three of them head inside to meet up with Lee. Thanking him, he tells Luna no one was even booked as they begin to set up in Studio A.

Realizing they need producers, Luna calls Slim. Then Snaps Colson. Setting her bag on the table, she pulls out supplies. Weed, whiskey, cigarettes and more weed. Popping another few 30s before laying her guitar back onto her body.

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"Yeah! No problem, we'll be down there ASAP." Slim says into his phone. "That was LunaTic, she wants us to come produce the track." He says excitedly to Baze once he hangs up. "Dawg! We gonna make some music in Jimi Hendrix's fucking spot, Yo!!" He exclaims as they slap hands across the pool table.

Colson's just about to put his two sense in when his phone goes off. Digging in his pocket, it's not the message he was expecting. It's a Snap from Luna.

"If I want? What kind of fucking shit is that?" He scoffs in his mind. "Why's she so fucking hot even while she's being such a fucking a bitch." He finds himself becoming annoyed with how much he wants her and her resistance towards him. He shoves his phone back in his pocket without responding.

The Boys are getting ready to head to  Greenwich Village when Colson's phone goes off again. It's the message he's been waiting for. Telling The Boys he'll meet up with them later, he's out the door before they pay the tab.

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Luna's leaned towards Mike in the booth when Colson walks in. He can't hear them but he doesn't like that he can see him making her laugh. Mike's a little to comfortable in his interactions with Luna in Colson's personal opinion. Luna catches the back of his blonde hair and significant tattoo as she looks up, watching as he walks out of the room. He quickly heads down the hall towards the bathroom, promptly pulling out the quarter ounce of cocaine he'd grabbed from Nipple.

Colson walks back into the studio just as Luna, Sam and Mike begin recording. Sitting with Slim and Baze at the soundboard, he grabs a pair of headphones and slips them on. Listening and watching intently. Luna can feel his eyes burning straight into her soul.

Nailing it on the third full take, they leave it alone. Luna doesn't want it mixed. Layered, yes but not mixed. She's always preferred the gritty, garage rock sound over studio polish any day. Coming out of the booth, she approaches Colson as he stands up.

"You came." She purrs with a drunken slur to her sentence as she wraps her arms around his waist.

"I go where you go, Kitten. Always." He promises her before lifting her chin to kiss her deeply; enjoying their first real kiss of the day but opening his eyes half way through to stare down Mike from around the side of the top of her head.

Hanging out afterwards, they celebrate with beers and lines. Luna declining as everyone else partakes in Colson's party favor. Having done enough other drugs all day, she's still buzzing from earlier so she's solid without it. Preferring to burn and drink instead.

"What do you have recorded so far?" Mike asks Luna about her upcoming album.

"I think maybe three out of an ambitious twenty!" Luna laughs softly at herself.

"I'm down to help with anything you need." Mike offers as he passes her a joint.

"Thanks... I'm probably gonna take you up on that." Luna answers. "I don't really have a band right now and we... "

"That's why you got us." Rook interrupts her while plunking down on the couch beside her and tossing an arm around her shoulders; he doesn't like the way Mike has been hanging around Luna either.

"That I do." Luna giggles as she kisses his cheek.

"We backed her on Nightmare and I produced Outlaw." Rook declares proudly while studying to the musician.

"That's cool, Little Man." Mike responds unfazed by Rook as he stands up. "Luna, you got my number if you wanna use it for anything. I gotta run though." He smirks at Rook as he leans down to peck her cheek.

"You want me to walk you out?" She offers.

"Nah, I'm good... I'll catch you around though." Mike smiles at her before heading for the door.

Watching the entire interaction, Colson follows behind him. Calling out his name, he catches him in the hallway right at the front door. Mike turns around unamused.

"You know we're engaged, right?" Colson questions him with an irritated tone.

"Yeah... And?" Mike cuts back while cocking his lip.

"AND? And I don't like the way you fucking act around her so back the fuck up." Colson snaps at him.

"Gonna be kinda hard since it seems that SHE wants ME as her new bassists." Mike laughs at him while slapping him on the shoulder.

"Gonna be kinda hard to play ANYTHING when I snap your fucking fingers." Colson warns him as he shoves Mike up against the wall; Mike's 6'2 so there's not much of a height difference between them.

"Try it, My Man." Mike chuckles, unimpressed by Colson's threat.

"You know what, you're right... " Colson let's him off of the wall. "Maybe I overreacted." He says as he opens the door for Mike and he begins to walk through. "Or maybe I FUCKING didn't!" Colson growls as he grabs Mike's right hand and jerks him back.

Slamming it with the door, in between the frame. One. Two. Three. Four times. Most likely breaking it.

"YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!" Mike screams as he grasps his mangled hand.

"You can walk away right now or you can crawl away with two broken legs also." Colson advises as he props the door open again.

"You're gonna FUCKING regret this." Mike snarls to Colson's emotionless stare as he holds his hand and turns to leave. "That was a bad fucking move, My Man." He calls out from the sidewalk.

"Maybe it was... Maybe it wasn't... But DAMN if it didn't feel good." Colson walks back to the studio with a pep in his step for the first time today; having released a majority of his stress. "I never liked that motherfucker anyway." He thinks as he opens the door, looking to locate only Luna. Knowing in the back of his mind that her and Sam are gonna probably fuck him up for what he just did but he doesn't care. Fuck that Dude, he doesn't want him around Luna regardless of the cost.

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"There's stuff!!" Rook exclaims pointing at the large, round arial rug, crates and boxes in The Living Room as they return to The Brownstone. Everyone but Luna is zooted, even Sam. "Yo!!" Check out these fucking chairs!" Rook continues to holler, now from The Study.

It's also stacked with boxes of Luna's books and vinyls. Having one wall with floor to ceiling bookshelves, she's looking forward to using them. Walking in, she finds Rook lounging on one of the two highback, purple velvet chairs she owns along with the exposed Mapplethorpe.

"What's up with that picture?" Rook asks as he accepts a beer from Luna.

"My grandfather shot it." She tells him proudly as they clink their beers together.

"It's really cool. Like the two flowers are reaching out for each other. Like death grasping for life." He says thoughtfully.

"I think that's what he was going for." Luna smiles to herself, admiring the exceptional piece.

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Luna makes her way upstairs to the shower. Turning Fletcher on, she lights up a joint as she cuts up another two 30s and swallows two Xanax bars. It's been a long day, she hasn't been to sleep in almost 48hrs and she's incredibly shaky from all the Adderall. Wanting to simply wash everything away and knock the fuck out.

"Hey... " Colson's sitting on the bed when she comes out of the bathroom.

"Hi." She answers as she stops and looks at him with a sigh.

"Please come're, Luna." He asks for her as he reaches his arms out yet again.

This time she does. Sitting on his lap in her towel, she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her head into her spot in the crook of his neck. Resting his chin on her head, Colson and Luna hold each other silently besides his constant sniffling.

"Loons, I'm sorry." Colson speaks first. "I shouldn't... "

"Please. I'm SO tired." Luna whines. "But, Colson, it's not the secret that you told. I would've told Justin had he cared to notice or ask. It's that you told A secret because I've got bigger ones than that. You have no idea." She sighs sadly.

"Like what, Kitty?" Colson pries with concern.

"Seriously, I am so fucking tired, Col. Can I please just sleep. I promise I'll tell you everything." She pleads with him as the Xanax begins to take over.

"Okay... " Colson agrees as he kisses her forehead. "Lay with you?" He asks.

"There's no way you can lay down right now... Just come to bed eventually, please." Luna requests.

"Yeah." He promises "I love you." He tells her before taking her face in his hands and kissing her passionately.

"I love you too." She kisses him lightly on the lips again once they release before crawling off of his lap.

Dropping her towel, Luna climbs into their bed. Wrapping herself in the warm, custom blanket, she snuggles into the pillow with heavy exhaustion. Colson leans down and kisses her cheek. Dropping another I love you into her ear as she mumbles the same. She's out before he closes the door.

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Colson, Sam, Baze, Rook, AJ, Benny, Mod and Slim are downstairs for the next few hours. Jamming, talking uncontrollably and bouncing in and out off the front stoop to smoke cigarettes as they blow through the bag of coke. 

The house is still bare so they decide it's a good idea to start setting Luna's books up on the shelves. They're all high as fuck, doing whatever they want. Sam and Mod begin trying to organize her vast collection but are making no sense. Baze gets caught up in a hardback limited edition entitled The Great Big Book of Rock and Roll. Slim and Colson are in awe when they open a box of her records. Sitting on the floor, they start going through them like little kids in a candy store. Rook's really flying and gets bored quickly, heading into The Living Room to beat his energy out on his new drum kit. Benny and AJ are the only chill ones as always. Maxed out in the purple chairs, they continuesly puff on and pass blunts to the other wackos. Luna sleeping through it all.

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Sam and Colson find themselves out on the stoop alone. Their normal awkward silence is gone as cocaine fuels their conversation. Talking all things Luna. This is one of the reasons Sam barely hits the slopes, she talks too fucking much when she's on 'em.

"You can't be mad at Pete." She offers up her opinion. "Luna's like another little sister to him." She tries to explain.

"Yeah but he's supposed to be my bestfriend." Colson disagrees.

"I get that... So can't you understand the fucked up spot you put him in between the two of you?" Sam counters as she takes a drag off of her Camel.

"Yeah... I think he thought she cheated on me... " Colson trails.

"Look, he had a really hard time with Justin and Luna's relationship too. We both did. Justin would disappear and we'd be looking for him with Luna. Sometimes we'd find him sometimes we wouldn't. Sometimes he'd call Pete, me or Izak on his own. Pete and Izak would hide him... It was fucked up." Sam shakes get head in dismay as her own heart breaks. "Justin would get clean, be good for a minute but then relapse all over again and she'd be a fucking mess. If anyone tried to paint their relationship as picture perfect to you than they didn't truly know them. Luna and Justin had a lot of problems." Sam admits to one of the first people ever; Colson seeming to have that effect on people.

"She doesn't really talk about him... I mean a little but I can tell it's restrained." He sighs.

"There's my Sammy Bam Bam!" Baze interrupts them with a grin as he opens the door.

"Make up with Pete." Sam pats Colson on the shoulder as she stands up to head inside with her boyfriend.

The Cocaine Cowboys eventually round their night out. Sam following Baze to his room as Rook, AJ, Benny, and Slim head to theirs. Mod being super grateful for the spare bedroom he slept in last night. Colson making his way up to a still sleeping Luna.

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Stripping his clothes, Colson climbs into bed with Luna. Her body is warm as he slides himself around her. Firmly running his hand up her outer thigh, along her hip and ribcage before crawling around her breast. Feeling every inch of her once more as he runs his hand back down her slender body.

Luna moans as her hips begin to shift back and forth out of need and instinct. Colson grows harder against her back as he slips his fingers along her pussy lips. Feeling her juices spill out as he lightly dips his finger inside of her.

"Mmm... Fuck, I've missed her taste." He mentally moans, not being a able to resist sticking his fingers in his mouth as his tongue dances around her unique flavor.

"I wanna fuck you." Colson husks deeply into her ear while he grabs her tit.

"Mhm." Luna murmurs hazily as she perks her ass into him.

Getting the Go, Colson seperates her delicate lips with his fingers. Taking his time, he slowly guides himself into Luna. Feeling her body tense as she moans and pushes her ass deeper into him. Tangling their legs in each other's, Luna reaches behind and grabs the back of Colson's neck to pull him closer to her. Kissing every inch of her that he can reach, he fucks her sternly while she bounces lazily off of his cock. With her face and closed eyes still resting softly in her pillow; she moans and fucks Colson contently in her sleep and drug induced state.

There's something about a SleepFuck that's incredibly satisfying to Luna. Her walls clutch Colson's dick in pleasure, making he thrusts harder. Releasing himself as he feels her cum all over him.

"FUCK." He breathes into her bare neck.

"Mmm... " Is Luna's only response, she's already almost back asleep.

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Pete shows up on The Brownstone's stoop with two coffees. Colson meeting him with four blunts. The two friends take a seat. Colson firing up the first blunt after Pete hands him his coffee.

"Yo... I'm sorry, Dawg." Colson starts as he exhales. "I put you in some shit... "

"Nah, Homie." Pete cuts him off as he accepts the blunt. "Luna's business is her own. No matter who it's with." Pete sighs. "I just worry about her, Man. And you too. I've seen you both go through some fucked up shit and I don't want to see it again, I guess." Pete half shrugs as he takes a pull.

"Look, Sam ACTUALLY talked to me last night so I get it a little more than I did before." Colson tells him as he accepts the blunt.

"It was just hard... " Pete shakes his head at the memories.

"I don't want this to fuck us up." Colson bares his soul to one of his bestfriends.

"Me neither." Pete agrees as he reaches for the second blunt and fires it up.

Both friends look at each other. There's an understanding between men that can happen without words. This is one of those times. With a simple nod, Pete and Colson are good. Going on to enjoy their coffee, each other and the NYC morning as they get high and bust it up like nothing ever happened.

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Luna's extra miserable when Colson wakes her up for their flight back to LA. The lack of sleep, too many drugs and her gunshot wound have her aching in every sense of the word. She doesn't shower. Just throws on sunglasses, cuttoffs and an oversized Hotel Diablo hoodie.

They make it to JFK just in time for their 11A flight. Everyone is dragging, not only Luna. Proving that cocaine is a Motherfucker. Once seated in first class, everyone knocks back out. Luna curling up against Colson as his face lays on her head and arm rests upon her bare leg.

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It's just before 8P by time they make it back to The LA House. Everyone is tired. No one is happy. All dropping their luggage in The Living Room before heading to their beds. They're so mentally jacked, no one's even thought to check The Charts, let alone eat at all day.

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Luna and Colson sleep clean until the next morning until her alarm goes off. Colson groans as she shifts away from him. Climbing out of the bed, she reaches high to stretch. Colson watching her out of one slitted eye.

"Why are you up?" He asks flatly.

"So you can truly see me." Luna answers before disappearing into the bathroom.

It takes a shit ton of coaxing and drugs to get Colson moving after Luna's shower. Complaining the whole time as she hands him water and joints. Once in the shower he starts to feel slightly better after he jerks off. He's FINALLY fully functional after his Adderall and coffee kicks in.

Not getting as much sleep as Luna and doing way more drugs, he's really edgy. She hands him a football before they walk out of the bedroom. He's so pissy they leave the house quietly without his trademark WE OUT.

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"Can I have the keys?" Luna asks, she's dressed in an overall romper, white shirt, long socks and one of her leathers as they walk towards the Rover in the early Saturday sun.

"Why?" Colson asks back as he tosses them to her in his own ripped jeans and black T.

"I need to drive and you need to listen." She answers before sliding into the driver's seat.

"You're talking to me now?" He counters with a slight attitude as he buckles his seatbelt.

"Do you think this is a fucking game?" Luna whips her head towards him.

"No." He answers solemnly as he sparks a joint.

"You don't seem to fucking get it at all." Luna shakes her head as she pulls out of the driveway.

"Look Loons, I'm sorry I fucked up with the Tommy and Justin thing. I shouldn't have said shit no matter how I was feeling." He exhales his apology as he passes her the joint and finally pops the Xanax she gave him.

"You still don't get it, Colson. How many times do I have to tell you.. It's not the secret you told. It's that you TOLD a secret. Period. You don't seem to realize that I'm dirtier than a fucking affair... Fuck." Luna let's out an exasperated sigh. "Let's be honest. In the short time you've known me; I've committed coercion, shot a federal agent, am in the process of setting up an underground abortion clinic... Oh! And I was blackmailed into issuing a public apology for fucking up one person out of what? A fucking dozen? And that's only been in the last 3MNTHS... Seriously, I am a fucking criminal." Colson stares at her as everything begins to register. "Fuck, I've got things going on that you don't even know about yet." She continues to worry as she hits the joint a few times while staring ahead. "And now, I'm terrified to fucking tell you about them."

"Like what?" Colson asks her with a concerned, yet amused SideEye as he takes the joint.

"Why should I tell you? Every criminal who's been caught is usually taken down because of their irrational lover." She looks over at him with a light smirk and hazy blue eyes for the first time during their car ride.

"You really gonna play me like that?" He scoffs at her before inhaling a huge hit.

"I don't know. You wanna say don't call Jax but are your stupid ass, jealous comments gonna get me popped one day?" She bites back as she fumbles for her cigarettes.

"Are you fucking serious?" He spits out as he starts to get angry with her. "What the fuck do you think I would do to you and what the fuck else are you doin' that's worse than what I already know? And where the FUCK are we going?" He demands as they continue to drive.

Luna's quiet for a long moment as she smokes her Newport. She's trying to keep herself calm and figure out exactly how to tell Colson about what things. Already having made her decision long before they got into the SUV to give up her biggest secret.

"Tell me, Luna." Colson asserts as he lights another joint.

"All in?" She asks him firmly as she looks over at him and holds his stare while he grabs her hand to reassure her. "I told you... I'm dirtier than you think. I own properties that clean money and stash shit for one of the biggest distributors on The East Coast." Luna admits in a hushed voice.

"It's for Tommy, isn't it?" Colson immediately snaps as his mind flashes back to his conversation with Benny.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!" Luna can't help but scream. "You are so fucking hung up on other dudes that it's insane and probably what's gonna get me caught!" Luna stops. "How can you not see that I tell you more about myself WILLINGLY than any other human being on This Earth? That you know more about me than Justin ever did." Luna's lip trembles as tears escape from her eyes. "So, yeah... It started with Tommy but I have bigger associates now... " Luna shakes her head. "That's only a blip though. There is so much more at stake for me than that!" Luna slams her palms against the steering wheel in frustration as she begins to sob. "You have no fucking idea." She shakes her head again as her voice breaks.

"Then what is it, Luna?" Colson softens his tone with her.

Coming to a stop light, Luna turns her head and looks Colson dead in the eyes. Her hands are clutching the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles are white. There's a look on her face he's never seen before. It's a mixture of sadness, pain and determination. Taking a shuddered sigh, Luna flicks her cigarette out the window. She finds herself begging The Universe that he won't betray her this time as she's about to tell only Colson her true intentions. Lighting her own joint, she inhales deeply and holds the hit in. Looking over at Colson, she studies him. He stares back, waiting for her words.

"I'm gonna kill Smurf." She states icily before turning away, releasing the brake and focusing on what's ahead. "Still wanna marry me now?" She asks, puffing on the joint without taking her eyes off of the road.

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Part 2 of 2

To be continued...

[pedropascalssimp]

{Innocent part 2}

A mandalorian Fanfiction

Din djarin x reader

Summary: y/n has had a bounty placed on her head ever since she was a young child and has sworn to never tell anyone why. she lives on a small planet with her father who tries his hardest to protect her from bounty hunters. But one day he isn't there to protect her.

Warnings: language possibly. and bad spelling maybe...because I have no idea how to spell some things because I'm stupid.

And also, I haven't watched the third episode of the mandalorian so I'm pretty much winging it here so I apologize if its extremely inaccurate. I tried watching the episode but my family won't let me because their asshole's. So I just done a time skip where our mando boi originally saved baby yoda(but this time its y/n getting saved so yeah....)

But anyway I hope you guys like it!

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" I'm the bounty you have been looking for, " she muttered, her voice calm. " please mando....please just take me in, all I've done is get the people I love killed." Her eyes pleads him, her voice absolutely broken, cracking with emotion.

" get up and go bring me the fuel...after you give samira a burial and pay you're respects. " the mandalorian said while standing up, watching as y/n nods, her heartbroken eyes making a small amount of guilt already eat away at him.

It's been hours since everything happened, since samira was buried...since y/n told the mandalorian that she was the one he was supposed to turn in.

That's how she ended up in the co-pilot seat as her eyes roamed every aspect of the galaxy that laid before her. Never in a million years would she think she'd see such a sight, it was her biggest dream. And now her she sat, a smile on her face and a sparkle shining so bright n her eyes someone would think that she wasn't on a journey to her death.

That made the mandalorian look away from her joyful face and in front of him at the vastness of the galaxy.

How could someone be so happy knowing that this was their last moments in the galaxy?. It left him confused and even more guilty knowing that this girl beside him was considered a friend, someone he trusted and trusted him.

And now he was flying them to her death all for a fair amount of units.

But those said units would be good to have for the child, to keep the little green creature fed and safe.

The mandalorian looks over at the child seated in y/n's lap. It's eyes sparkling just as bright as hers. He knew that once the child figured out where he was taking the girl that the little thing would hate him. The child had grown quite fond of y/n over that week of being on her home planet, and she seemed to adore the little creature as well. They was always together, she would tell him stories or sing to him making him fall asleep. She cooked him meals and bathed him whenever he was dirty from playing in the mud with the other children on her planet.

The child loved her, even more then it loved him possibly. the mandalorian could see that, and although he felt a little jealous of how much the child prefers her company, he thought it was cute. Although he'd never say that out loud.

" how did you get it?." The mandalorian's modulated voice broke the silence, the girls smile filters a bit as she finally tears her gaze away from the stars and such. She looks at him with a smaller smile now.

The mandalorian couldn't help but ask the question that's played on his mind the moment she admitted to being the bounty almost every bounty hunter has looked high and low for.

She sighs and looks back towards the galaxy, eyes now glued to it, she knew he was asking about the bounty on her head, " I can't tell you, I'm sorry " she muttered, but he heard her and nodded his head. His helmet reflecting the buzzing by stars.

She wanted to tell him, but made a promise to those she loved and lost that she wouldn't ever tell a soul how she got the bounty.

But the child somehow knew, she knew that. Which is why it looks up at her with those big brown almost black eyes of its. As if it was asking why she kept it so secret.

" how did you get the necklace then? Or is that a secret as well? " he asks, his annoyance at himself coming out.

But y/n thought it was because her and sighs, reaching a hand up to hold the mandalorian necklace, tracing her thumb over the metal skull pendant. Her mind drifts away to the memory of when her father gave it to her, a small smile on her face.

" my father gave it to me when I was young." She said, her voice low but gentle.

He looks at her confused, but that look was hidden behind his mask as she rocked the child back and forth in her arms, it's eyes threatening to close.

" he was mandalorian? " he speaks, the confusion dripping from his modulated voice making y/n smile with a chuckle.

" yes, he was. My mother though wasn't, she was just a farm girl from my home planet Esor... that's one of the reasons I rushed to your ship when you first landed, I thought that you was my father." she explained, her eyes looking down at the sleeping child in her arms.

There it was, that same innocent look on her face that made the mandalorian's heart flutter, she was beautiful, angelic even. And he couldn't deny it, he couldn't help but to enjoy hearing how soft and gentle she spoke or how her smile seemed to brighten his day. The way she would always ask how he was or if he was hungry, showing him how much she cared about him.

He breaks himself from his thoughts as he takes in what she just said, " I'm sorry to hear that." Was all he said. She hums in acknowledgement and continues watching the child sleep.

" you should get rest, we will arrive at our destination tomorrow morning " he adds, watching her nod and stand up. She brings a hand down to pat the mandalorian's shoulder clad in beskar, a sad smile on her face.

" thank you..." she says, causing his brows to furrow in confusion. Why was she thanking him?

" for what? " he spoke, looking up at her.

" for having a heart kind and loving to protect this child from harm, for finally putting my village out of danger for getting rid of me." She said, voice calm and soft as ever. He stared at her in silence, completely baffled by this girl. She was thanking him for taking her in? Was she crazy?. Guilt made his heart clinch as he looks away from her.

Realizing he had nothing to say, she walked away. Leaving him alone to his thoughts so she could put the child to sleep.

Why did he have to fall for someone who had a bounty so high on their head?

And why did that bounty have to be so damn beautiful, nice and innocent....

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" we're here " the mandalorian spoke after he woke y/n up. Her eyes fluttered open looking up at him with slight confusion until she fully woke up and realized what he said.

" okay, " was all she said as she stood up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

After a few minutes she was out of the room in the rezar crest that the mandalorian let her sleep in. Her hair was slightly a mess since she didn't have a brush with her, not that she needed one really. She stood in the middle of the ship as the mandalorian was speaking to the child in a hush tone.

" we have to, she's dangerous and we need the units. Stay here until I get back, and don't touch anything " he explained, the girl smiled and snorted at hearing him call her dangerous.

She wasn't really, she couldn't bring herself to hurt anything. But she could see why the mandalorian thought she was dangerous, especially since every bounty hunter was searching for her.

The child wasn't pleased with what the mandalorian was doing, the girl and him could see that. But he needed to, she wanted him to.

" I'll be alright little one, just don't cause to much trouble while I'm gone, and please don't be so harsh with mando..." she spoke up from behind the mandalorian, who stood up and turns to face her. She had that smile on her face he thought was impossible to leave.

The child whines and reaches his chubby arms up to the girl and she smiles, although her heart was breaking at the thought of leaving it. The creature has grown on her, slithering it's way into her heart....just like the mandalorian who she considered a friend, but deep down knew that something in her longed for him to see her as something much more then that.

She picked the child up and holds him as he hugged her. " it's alright little one, you'll be just fine without me " she reassures it.

" we should go." The mandalorian said, opening up the door to the ship.

He couldn't bare seeing how distraught the child was, he was honestly feeling the same. He didn't know if he could go through with turning her in. His and the child's life's wouldn't be the same, who else would sing the child to sleep or pester him on his well being?

He pushed those thoughts aside and tried once more to convince himself she was dangerous and a threat to the child.

Y/n puts the child down and sighs, pressing a gentle kiss to the childs head before looking away from those pleading big eyes of its.

She follows the mandalorian out of the ship and watches as the door closes, the childs frown and tear filled eyes breaking her heart.

" come on " the mandalorian barked, walking toward the building that the girl assumed was who would pay the mandalorian for turning her in.

He was angry, angry at himself for doing this even when everything in him screamed at him not to. But he was still walking, still moving toward the building he knew the client was in.

He sighs as he walks through the door, seeing about five men in white armor...stormtroopers.

The girl looks at then with slightly wide eyes, her gaze then fell on the man who was seated at a desk in the room. Shock on his face when his eyes landed on her.

" well, it looks like the mandalorian has done what couldn't be done..." the older man grins.

" where's the units And beskar? " the mandalorian asks, going straight to business as he held his hand over his blaster on his hip, do to the armed stormtroopers. The client smiles, motioning to one of the stormtroopers to fetch the units, while the clients eyes stayed on the girl who stood beside the mandalorian, not a ounce of fear on her face as she stared the stormtroopers down.

" I've heard so much about you y/n, I've looked for you for years but you're father kept you hidden well....even after all my offers " the client spoke. At the mention of her father she looks at him now instead of the stormtroopers.

" you, you're the man my father tried to get rid of..." she said, her voice trailing off as she stared at him.

" yes, only he failed miserably at that. So did you're mother." His grin never filtered, the girl was now looking at the ground with tears swimming in her eyes.

" what did you do to him? " her voice trembled for a moment, as it came out weak. The mandalorian couldn't help the sad feeling for her clawing at his chest.

" the same thing I did to you're mother...I killed him, the moment he stepped through that door, only before I ended his life I took that ridiculous helmet off so I could see the failure in his eyes. " the client explained with the same wickedness.

Y/n couldn't help the tear from falling from her eye. She never let her emotions take over her before but she couldn't help the anger running through her veins as she took her small knife out her father gave her and ran towards the client, but before she could reach him a blaster was pressed to the side of her head. Her eyes flicked from the client and towards the stormtrooper holding the blaster.

The mandalorian watched as this went down, watching how she held the knife tightly. So she was murderer?

" I'd put the blade away girl " the client said, but she didn't, her anger was boiling over almost. She didn't care if she was shot by this pathetic life form and his goons, she was mad, absolutely infuriated by this man who took her father away and even disrespected him before ending his life....her father deserved better.

" and why should I do that? Give me one reason why I shouldn't end you're pathetic life? " she growls. The mandalorian stood there watching the scene before him unfold in shock, never would he think that y/n would say or even attempt something so violent.

" because I know the bond you've developed for the child, " he said with a small smirk, the mandalorian tenses at the mention of the little creature. " I originally wanted the child, but the mandalorian has brought me you instead, but I'll happily settle for you and leave the child be as long as you complie " he says, the girl loosens her grip on the knife and drops her arm by her side.

" don't you see the longer you fight who you are the more people you love get's hurt? " he adds with his same tone of wickedness.

She felt absolutely defeated, why does she put everyone she loves in danger?

" as long as you promise not to go no where near the child, then I'll complie...." she said lowly, but the client heard and smiles widely.

" good, take her to the back " the client orders a stormtrooper, who roughly grabs her arm and takes her away.

The mandalorian was glad he had a helmet, because it hid the look of pure guilt and anger on his face.

He didn't like the way the stormtrooper manhandled the girl, he didn't like the fact it was his fault she was here in the first place.

" what are you going to do with her? " the mandalorian asks, the guilt hidden by his modulator.

" it's none of you're concern. Go retrieve you're rewards." The client said, and so the mandalorian shrugs the comment off and heads to where his beskar and units was.

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It wasn't long before the mandalorian stepped foot onto the rezar crest with his new beskar, and a satchel full of units. When he stood in the middle of his ship he spots the child standing before him. Eyes glazed over with tears as it frowns at the mandalorian.

" don't give me that look..." he muttered with a sigh. The child crosses its arms with a pout, making the mandalorian sigh deeply and throw the satchel of units on a nearby seat.

" you need to eat womp rat, " the mandalorian spoke, searching around for the food y/n made before he turned her in....

Just the thought of what he did makes him feel horrible, a sick feeling in the depths of his stomach. But he pushes that thought away and finally finds the container of soup. He tears the lid off and hands it to the child, only the child pushes it away and waddles to the co-pilot seat and refuses to even look at the mandalorian.

The mandalorian stood there, looking at where the child once stood. Great, now the womp rat won't even eat, just perfect.

Angry at himself he storms to the pilot seat and begins messing with buttons and levers, preparing to leave this planet and find another one faraway from harm.

A whine from the child breaks him from his thoughts as he stops in mid take off. The pleading look in its eyes, begging him to not leave without the girl who has ahold of both their hearts, one willingly....the other not so much.

The mandalorian hated how much the girl ran through his thoughts, how she was the only thing he seemed to think of....and she cared about him and trusted him, and yet he dropped her off at the enemy's door step.

With one last look at the child he knew what he needed to do, " you better thank the stars you're adorable..." he said with a sigh, turning the ship off as he jumps out of his seat and grabs his blaster and rifle....

He couldn't do it, he couldn't go through with giving her away like that. She deserves better, her damn family died protecting her....a mandalorian for that matter which makes her one, he couldn't leave her behind.

" don't touch anything while I'm gone! " he said loudly as he leaves the rezar crest and marched right back towards the building where she was.

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The rezar crest was silent as the mandalorian pilot's it to another planet, one safe and that can provide fuel, which they was running low on.

The mandalorian looks to the seat beside him, seeing the child's happy face gazing out the window in front of him. The man can't help the smile that tugs at his lips, seeing how happy the little creature is makes him feel happy.

It's been at least five hours since the mandalorian had a change of mind and rescued the girl. He found her being experimented on by dr. Pershing, she was unconscious and the sight made him want to just fire multiple blasts into the man. But he didn't, he grabbed her and left...of course though he was chased by the bounty hunters who ambushed the place, looking not only for y/n but the child as well.

But luck was on his side and some mandalorian's appeared, helping him get to his ship with the girl in his arms safely.

He couldn't help the fluttering in his heart as he held her close to him when he was safe, his eyes roaming every detail on her face, memorizing her beauty.

But then he remembered the situation at hand and quickly laid her down in his room on the rezar Crest and kicked the ship in high gear, leaving that horrid planet as fast as possible.

Y/n laid unconscious on the cot that the mandalorian would usually sleep in, the door left open to the room so he could hear when she wakes up.

Her eyes slowly open as she looks at her surroundings, confused. She sits up and realizes she's on the mandalorian's ship, but how?

A smile blooms on her face when she hears the child's cooing followed by Mando's modulated chuckle. She stands up and walks to the cockpit, smiling wide when she sees the child playing with a few buttons on the rezar crest, mando soon moving the child away as he stands up, stopping in his tracks when he sees the girl awake.

" you're awake- here you need to eat! " he rushes to gently pass the girl the child and begins searching for something to feed the girl who giggles at him.

" I'm not hungry...thank you though " she says, making the mandalorian look at her as he now held what looked to be some sort of meat.

" are you sure? " he asks, now fidgeting with his fingers as he sat the food down.

" yes mando, I'm sure " she reassures him, he nods and looks around. He felt awkward, guilty still for almost leaving her behind. " I like the new beskar, it looks better then that old beaten thing you was wearing " she smiles playfully at the man as she looks the new armor over.

The child reaches a small hand up to hold the girls face making her giggle and look at him. His smile making her heart swell.

" I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ever taken you in " the mandalorian blurts out, y/n looks at him with a small kind smile.

" it's okay, I asked you to remember? " she says, he sighs and walks over to her, gently taking the child out of her arms and sitting it down on the table beside him. He looks at the girl, his helmet shining in the dull lighting of the rezar crest.

" but I shouldn't have done it, no matter what you said. It was wrong " he admitted, making the girls smile filter as she gave him a serious look. Although he was hidden behind the helmet, she could feel the guilt coming off him in waves. She gently rests her hand on where his cheek would be if the helmet wasn't in the way. Her eyes looking into visor. She smiles softly at him.

" no, it wasn't wrong. If you didn't the child would have been in my place, " she spoke, voice as smooth as honey making the mandalorian blush under the helmet, the closeness causing butterflies to erupt in his belly. " don't feel guilty for what you did mando...it was what I wanted " she tells him.

" but why? Why would you want that?! " he said with sadness and frustration. He couldn't comprehend why she wanted to be gone, when he and the child both would miss her.

" because the client was right. everyone I love has died because me....and me being here around you and the child....you would both be added to the list of poeple I get killed, I can't handle that " she said, her voice trembles as tears swim in her eyes.

The mandalorian brings a gloved hand up to hold her cheek, running his thumb over her soft skin. How he wished to feel it without the leather material of his glove depriving him of doing such. His eyes locked on her y/e/c ones.

" No, because now you have me to protect you and those who you love. I won't let you or the child ever get hurt...I promise you that." He told her, his modulated voice soothing her aching heart.

She smiles and leans more into his touch, for him to be a bounty hunter he had a soft touch and caring heart. That made her fall even more for the man. She nods her head at him, not trusting her voice at the moment. But he knew that she was grateful for his promise.

As time went on, the three sat and talked, y/n spoke about her father more to the mandalorian, explaining that his new beskar remained her a lot of her father's. She also told him stories of how she'd wait for his arrival during his disappearance. The mandalorian listened along with the child, they was both sporting little smiles but Mando's was hidden of course. Y/n also tried getting the bounty hunter to speak of his life, even asking what his real name was, but he wouldn't of course. She was fine with that though and understood.

Awhile after their talks, the child had fell asleep. His little form curled up in his bubble like carrier. Now it was just mando and y/n, both sitting in silence as she fondly fidgeted with the necklace around her neck.

Mando watched with a loving small smile, his arms crossed as he was debating whether he should open up a little to her or not....

" Din Djarin " he spoke, startling her at first with his sudden loudness, but she looks at him with a confused look. He chuckles at her obviousness, " that's my name..." he muttered quietly, but she heard and smiled.

" it is a wonderful name din " she replied as she looks down at her necklace with slight pink cheeks.

Hearing his name roll of her tongue made his heart swell, she said it so beautifully. Her soft and sweet voice causing him to sigh dreamily.

Oh boy did he have it bad for her. It made him wonder how he even allowed himself to deliver her to the client. He never wanted her to leave him, to be away from him. He always wanted her by his said, along with the child. He always wanted to be with her to protect her.

And unknown to him she never wanted to leave him, she never experienced love, but she was sure that this was what it felt like, her heart belonged to him. And she never wanted to leave him or the child ever again.

-------------------to be continued------------------

I hope you guys enjoy this, it took me almost like five to four days to write lol.....but now with the way I'm making it I think it might be longer then 3 parts...let me know what you guys think (:

[ma-gic-gay]

TW: kidnapping (mentions), murder (mentioned, not gone into detail of), torture (again, just mentioned, not gone into detail of), sexual assault, hospital

He kissed her. With his crusty ass, never before heard of Chapstick, lips, he kissed her.

Oh, if only murder was legal.

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Carly," he says, hugging her closer to him. "If I could, I'd kill him right now. I promise you. And I promise you, he will never be able to get near you or hurt you again. As long as I'm alive."

His blood boils as she continues, "I'm not sure if I can stand. He kicked me with steel toed boots."

How the fuck does someone feel like doing that? How does one get inspired to rape someone, to do something like this, traumatize them so severely?

"Do you want me to carry you out and into my car?" Jason offers and she nods, so that's what they do. The pair earn a few glances but everyone can sense he's not in the mood for questions, whatsoever, so no one asks any and they get into his car.

"Chase, he's going to ask me to recount what happened, right? Leave no detail out?"

"You won't have to answer any question that makes you uncomfortable or that you don't want to. Just tell me you don't want to answer it and he'll move on. I'll make him."

"You're not looking me in the eye," she notes. "Why not?"

"I don't know," he answers truthfully.

"Look me in the eye, Jason, and tell me everything's going to be okay," Carly requests and he does. He finally looks her in the eyes and it fills him with sadness and love and anger. Sadness because she's crying and because he can see the marks where she was slapped, where she was injured, where the duct tape was. Love because, well, that's just how they always are. Anger because of what Cyrus did to her. How Cyrus hurt her and only got mad he was caught. How much worse it could've been for her.

"Everything's going to be okay," he says, for both of their sakes before putting the seatbelt over himself and driving to the hospital. Yet again, he says screw you to traffic signs and speeds; she's clearly in bad shape.

Oh, Cyrus is going to die. Whether it be by his gun (preferable), or by someone else's, that bastard is going to die for doing this to her.

They get into GH, him carrying her still, and encounter Elizabeth. Hopefully Carly's not in the mood for a fight. "Jason? Carly? What's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm fine and dandy, Elizabeth. Just wanted to see your smiling face," Carly says sarcastically. Looks like she's still in the mood for a fight, even traumatized. "Can we get an ER bed for me and a doctor?"

"Yeah, sure," the younger agrees, leading them to a bed. "What kind of doctor do you need?"

"Just get me Dr. Finn. And Britt, god help me," the blonde instructs and Elizabeth's eyes widen. She knows. "What are you staring at, Lizzie?"

Scoffing, Elizabeth leaves before fighting her. Thank god. This would be a really fucking inconvenient time for it. She'd definitely lash out and say something stupid. "I know, I know, I shouldn't have picked a fight. Just couldn't resist."

"Well, the fight didn't happen, so you're good on that front," Jason half chuckles, putting her down on the bed carefully.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, just worried about you."

"Every time I close my eyes, it's like I'm back in that room and Cyrus is making out with me all over again and I felt so disgusted but he looked like he was having fun. Like I was a prize he had won, or like he was getting joy out of kidnapping me, like raping me would be the most fun he'd had in years," Carly says, sobbing almost silently through her words.. "And I can feel his lips against mine and it makes me sick because I don't want him within 100 feet of me, forget about kissing me."

"If I could, I would take this away from you. The pain and the everything you're going through. You don't deserve this," he informs her, brushing away her tears with his fingertips.

Anger and heartache are all he feels right now, seeing the normally so strong and passionate woman beside him breaking down and in pain. It's a painful thing for him to watch, even more painful for him to know Cyrus is going to probably live. Sadly. Sick bastard will probably not even be put in solitary.

He can't push down his emotions today, not with this. It's not great, but at the same time, it's not the worst.

"His lips were so crusty," she describes. "Like he'd never heard of Chapstick in his life. He clearly liked me, I could tell that, but he started stripping me while he was kissing me and I kept saying no, I tried to pull him off of me, but I wasn't able to. After he called you, it only got worse. It was like he was obsessed with me or something and so he kept going on and on about how I was his or whatever, how you would die if you tried to save me. That part scared me more than what he was doing, that he thought he was going to kill you."

"He wasn't able to. He won't be able to kill me, or live a life out of a solitary confinement maximum security prison ever. I promise you," Jason swears and she smiles.

"It felt like I was going to die there. Like the world was ending and I'd never get to see anyone I cared about again. I'd never get to get into another fight, or hug you again, or do something stupid and impulsive that you'd have to fix," Carly sobs quietly, "and I hated that thought. I know you don't like it when I do stupid things," he nods his agreement, smiling slightly, "but we all know that I'll do it again. And I, I kept thinking about you and the kids. Donna shouldn't grow up without a mother and I can't leave the rest of them without one. I thought about how you said you couldn't live with yourself if he killed me and how I wouldn't want you to suffer."

"We don't need to think like that, Carly. We're alive."

"Yeah, I know, but I don't think I'm able to close my eyes or stop talking because I feel like he's kissing me again and I'm in that room again. Not to mention, it killed the good memories we have in that room," she says and he pulls her in for yet another hug.

She, however, has a different idea and kisses him. Confused, he kisses back. No clue what inspired that, but now they're kissing. Again.

"Mr. Morgan, Mrs. Corinthos, would now be a good time for questioning?" Chase asks, awkwardly shifting his weight.

"Yeah, as good a time as any," Carly agrees as they abruptly end the kiss.

They've got to talk about that later.

"Alright, great. So, Mrs. Corinthos, where were you when you were kidnapped?"

"The Metro Court. I had been called in because we were sort a staff member and so I filled in. I was on my way out when I was kidnapped."

"And how exactly were you taken?"

"Against my will," she cracks, "by some dude who grabbed me and gagged me before putting me in the back of his truck."

That dude is dying too, the second Jason sees him.

"When you got there, did you know that Cyrus had taken you?"

"I figured."

"Did Cyrus assault you?"

"Yes. He, um, he slapped me across the face repeatedly because I rejected his advances and kicked me with boots," Carly says, beginning to sob again. "And if you're asking for sexually, yes. He kissed me, made out with me, and tried to have sex with me, after I said no, after I'd told him to get off of me. He jacked off in front of me with his hands and managed to get one of his fingers in me too. Cyrus stripped me down to my underwear and was probably going to take that off when Jason showed up."

Bastard, he thinks while even Jason is tearing up. It takes a lot to make him cry, much less she'd a tear, so everyone in the room can sense just how serious it is.

"Mrs. Corinthos, can you please describe what you went through to me, in detail?"

"Didn't I just do that?" Carly scoffs before whispering, "I can't answer this, I can't relive this. Not right now, at least. I just can't."

"It's best if we-"

"She said she can't relive it right now. Can you blame her?" Jason asks, glaring at Chase. "Move onto your next question, detective."

"That's really it. You two enjoy your evening. I'll be in touch soon."

Chase leaves and Carly breaks down again, sobbing loudly and worrying him even more than he's already worried for her. Which is really saying something, considering that he's about as worried as one can get.

Finn enters, with Britt not far behind him. "Sorry we took so long, I see my idiot brother pushed you too far. I'm sorry for him," Finn greets, earning a smile out of them all.

"Thanks," Carly accepts before changing the topic to medical things. "My legs are killing me, and I'm in physical pain practically everywhere. Cyrus slapped me, kicked me, punched me everywhere he could find skin. He, uh, he also jerked himself off in front of me and then managed to get a finger inside of me, so I need to make absolutely sure I'm not pregnant."

Everyone does a double take at that, Jason's hands balling into fists. Oh, the things he's going to put Cyrus through if he ever sees the light of day again. The tortures and violent attacks and emotional turmoil.

He's not a bad person, but he is fantasizing about killing one.

At the same time, right now, Carly needs him. More than anything, that's what she needs right now. And if she needs him, he's there for her.

"Alright. Well, do you mind if we take you up for some x-ray's? It'll only be for a few minutes and if you like, we can sedate you," Finn offers. "So you can sleep without dreaming of what just happened to you."

"If you want to be sedated, I can run all my tests while you are," Britt offers. "They're non-invasive, but it's always an option."

"Jason, what do you think?"

"If I were you, I'd go with the sedation," he offers up his advice.

"I'll take the sedative then, please."

They agree and have her sign some medical consent form before administering the sedative and taking her up for her exams.

Which leaves Jason alone with all the time until the sedative wears off, which he's been informed is two hours, to think and plan and think some more.

He should probably call her kids, let them know what's going on, but he's not sure if that's what she'd want right now.

So he doesn't, and he simply sits and thinks.

To be continued later in life when I'm not sleep deprived (well lol we can hope so it'll be continued tomorrow)

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