#hermit x reader

[sea-of-dust]

Alva,Frederick,Edgar,Demi x Rock Vo. GN! Reader

Compared to the way you dress they would have never guessed you knew your way around a ballroom

N: I'm gonna keep thinking of acheron and black swans dances final frame. Also Frederick's new skin, that thing has a grip on me,poppin party,Céline Dion,Mustard service references

Warnings: mentions of drinking, might be ooc

Ugh, you and luca being friends is one thing, him noticing the hunter and saying "ez sweep" is another. Luca would tell you what to do against him you'd do it, he'd get pissed you two would do it everytime you see em. Strangely enough is that you've never seen Alva before and when you asked who the fabled "tall coat guy" luca would answer "litterally a tall coat guy"

As soon as you did see him however you knew why luca didn't want you to ever meet him. His cold gaze, the scar near his eye, the elegance he radiates. "Are you single?" "Excuse me?" Luca would know instantly if you met him when you come back like a children's cartoon protagonist that's just been kissed by their crush. "Wow..." he was mortified.

Luca does get a bit werided out when he thinks too much about you crushing on his teacher, that dosent stop him from giving you heads up tho. "There's a public map" you stop tuning your neck nearly snapping to see him "where? Can I perform? Is the tall coat guy gonna be there?" "Dunno" "I'll take it" So the most delulu person on earth (you/j) decided to perform under the deck of the ship, not paying much mind as you played songs you thought he'd like, trying not to make direct eye contact with this seemingly uninterested man, too focused on his conversation with the clerk. You thought maybe he had tuned you out after the first few chords, until the next match with him where he hummed. A humming a little too similar to the lyrics you sang. While kiting him you could barely believe your ears, you had to have Demi fact check you.

A few more performances and a chair was all it took for him to begin to speak to you. "That voice of yours is wonderful" your eyes widen, looking up at him quickly, he smirks, reminiscing on the concert. "I'm normally not the type to like rock. I'm glad you're an acception" you froze, you could have sworn he could hear you internally scream or atleast see you blush as much as you did

He isn't very social but you've gotten the treat of seeing him smile, and not terror shock you as much. "You've gotten soft" "have I now?" In truth you went from being able to kite at least 3 ciphers to 2.5, he doesn't terror shock you but he makes up for it in actual shocks. Atleast he's friendly enough to show you where the dungeon is before poking you with the staff. There would also be the occasional soft look in his eyes eventually making a bit more physical contact with you. "You're so pretty" you re-wrap his bandages causally mummbling that out, he retracted his hand quickly. "Did I tie something too tight?" "No" you hold out your hand for his arm. "Do you really think im pretty" your eyes widen "I didn't think you heard me but yea, the way your eyes pierce into people is attractive" you blush embrassed you're rambling this much "atleast in my opinion" he looks away before placing his arm into your hand to continue wrapping, you continue on nervously wrapping them. He'd look at them later on in the match, thinking about what you said, it's too distracting for him to just not hear "you're pretty" over and over

He'd ask you out pretty awkwardly, because it would be straight to the point. "I love you, please consider me as a partner" "." He'd stand there like a brick and you would be to, out of pure shock your brain would have just exploded by then. "Sure-" brainfart of an answer, biggest regret of your life. Thank god he didn't seem to mind.

He likes comming out of his office just to see you out there practicing, you'd hear his foot steps and greet him with a smirk. "You've been in there for 15 hours I can't feel my hands" "I'm sure you're fine" "they feel like white noise" "so you feel them" "no" closing his eyes he'd listen to your careful fingers press on strings and strum, whenever he opened his eyes he always looked love struck so you try to block out his face from your mind, but the more you try to shut it out the more clear it gets. You had to stop looking at him when you practice

He'd notice if you've overused your voice during a match. Coughing, trying to relieve strain, pinching the front of your neck. He'd stop you mid kite and tell you about ways to relieve it. "Hopefully you like tea and honey." "?" "For your throat" "oh" he kisses your forehead. "I'll prepare some after this. Go decode for now" you'd have a higher chance of failing ciphers after that, Luca had to supervise. "He's so pretty..." "decode for him" easiest way to get you to lock in and to shut up about Alva

The only pet peeve he has with you is when you're both in a match and a survivor would say something along the lines of "I don't know how to get around this hunter" and you and luca would respond simultaneously "ez sweep" so he started finding loop holes, such as winking at you during kites, flirting with you if he found you first leaving the cipher bare, and just going after Luca first. He was no longer "ez sweep" to you two anymore, you had to tell a new survivor to "follow their gut!" For a while

He didn't care much for your rumors about being an aristocrat, if anything they're an afterthought, and an explanation on why you're able to causally name plants, and almost never use your hands when eating you'd eat fruits with a fork or a toothpick. This did come into play when you asked him to dance. Surely nothing it could be fine? He barely remembers how to do ballroom dance, so you went easy on him. It felt like a roller coaster. You could be able to tell he was embrassed everytime he almost stepped on your feet, the quick turns he wasn't ready for you'd catch his eyes widen. Somehow able to dip someone as tall as him you catch an exhausted smile on his face. "I should do this more often with you" he scoffs "maybe another time"

Ugh, as a musician he respects you knowing your talents after attending a show you did in the lobby, or just hearing it blast a few times but knowing your background you're gonna have to go the extra mile to even get him to associate with you. A person dressed like some local turning out to be an aristocrat, and their family respects that? Ridiculous you must be lying

He'd warm up to you slowly, he was annoyed he could hear you practice? Take these headphones. Then he couldn't hear the piano? Alright you'll change the time you do practice. He'd hate to admit it but when overwhelmed He'd purposely look for you while practicing, chaotic riffs like the ones you play would usually overwhelm him, but there's a difference when you practice, you're humming the lyrics softly while playing watered downed versions of certain bits, sometimes pleasing soft riffs. It's therapeutic, won't let you catch him listening though

That changes when you begin to date him. Now he's in the same room! "Im gonna pratice one i dont think youd like much" "I'm sure I can enjoy it regardless" you hum uncertainly hesitantly placing your fingers where they need to go, and begin to play, the melodies seeming uncertain of themselves as if shy. "With all the times I made mistakes infront of you I never expected you to be so considerate it hurts your performance" he sits closer to you "I'll be alright, play as you see fit regardless of me being in audience" "alright..." You play a bit hesitantly in the beginning, but pretty quickly you practice as usual, you sigh as you complete it. "That was too difficult" "do you want me to not be here when you practice?" You're not very sure how to answer that

He'd enter your room at night. "I know you're awake" "WOAH" you jolt back squinting your eyes to try and get a better look at him. "Why are you here at this hour?" "I got scared" "Sure bud" you embrace him, letting stiff arms return the favor. In truth he was kept awake by the thoughts of things couples usually do, sleeping in the same bed being one of them, imagining you there just wasn't going to cut it for him, to have you near him, to trust him enough to sleep in the same room as him let alone close to his chest, he felt at ease. You would wake up to his grip firmly around you or from him carassing your cheek or playing with your hair.

It feels werid when you two aren't in manor games together, you're like eatchothers lucky charms, he can't really handle if you're in too many games without him in a row. "I gotta get back soon Frederick might sleep on the piano again" Demi raises an eyebrow "he what?" "what if he stares so hard at my guitar it ends up full of sorrow" Demi's heard it all, she's heard of him evaporating, laying on couches, playing piano then sighing pausing and continuing to play a more loudly and harshly (according to Luca) "he thinks about alota things at once you know"

He does feel a bit strange when it comes to physical affection. Hugs and small kisses did feel a icky, when you do show him physical affection you'd try to keep it to a minimum accolading this, he judges you for that. Playing with his hair and stopping he looks up at you with narrowed eyes "what?" "Keep going" he grumbles. He'd start turning around to judge you if you dared to remove your hands from him. Sometimes even initiating, which would confuse and fluster the heck out of you. He does have his limits don't push them and he'll be fine.

He'd invite you to practice with him sometimes. It would always fluster the hell outta you but barely for him. "Are you sure?" You look around a bit frantically "I'm sure" "I'll get my gutair then" as soon as you sit down with him it usually goes with him beginning to play, you joining in after seeming to get the gist, you realize there was sheet music the entire time for you, say that you're "built diffrent" for just knowing what to play automatically "I'm just built like that" "Uh huh..." he disregards it, he knows you forget about the sheet music most of the time. Atleast he doesn't stay there for hours away from most people, that much anymore, now he spends atleast half of that practice session with you.

So to punish you for almost always never paying attention, he decided to make a song, no surprise he'd already think of making you a song, this was just an excuse for if you ever asked him why. "Do you mind if we practice again today" "you can't get enough of me can you" teasing him, you go with him hearing the unfamiliar song he began to play, you get behind him and begin to read the sheet music. "This one has alot of emotion to it" you continue to listen, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I think I got this" letting go of him, you play along with the emotional tone of the song. Test magically passed

You'd tease him with some song choices, letting him recognize the songs he wrote played on your gutair, or singing a lyric he just can't pass over for some reason "you haven't found everything you've been searching. Find it with me then we'll lose it and find it again" he blushes you could tell he was thinking too much on it. he turned away closing his eyes as you continued on singing, was your voice always this hypnotizing? Why are these chords so flustering now of all times? "Please stick to rock" "this is rock" "oh" you could barely hear that, getting closer to him you whisper in his ear "pleasantries-" "something I say to you, love" "so you know this" he tries to hide his flustered face. "The lyrics are pretty tame I'm surprised a song you've heard for a while now flustered you" you hug him kissing his cheek. You look foward to his reaction whenever you play songs like that near him, or just him paying too much attention to the lyrics and drifting into his imagination

Now imagine him finding out those you being an aristocrat rumors were real. You had him thinking you were normal until you ate a grape with a toothpick and knew how to tie his aggressively fancy bows. As soon as a partner dance came along you quite litterally swept him off his feet. A style of partner dance that was unique full of dramatic turns it almost felt like you were just dragging him along a bit, a weightless, graceful dance that would have been unexpected if you weren't accustomed to it. A dip is where you two make eye contact. "Did I tuker you out too much?" You smile uncertainly,him huffing to catch his breath, his mind racing with thoughts. "I'm fine" "would you like to do for another then?" "I'd rather not"

Ugh, pretty loud and he just hears the mumbles, he'll think it's incoherent metal, disrupts painting when you hear a sudden yell no matter how pretty it is

He dosent dislike you personally, after all you gave him your spare ear muffs when he brought this up to you. He becomes a good ally after that, you could go for a rescue and he'd be able to cover you. Those ear muffs come in handy, so handy that hunters try to take them. Unfortunately, you or him are always the first to yank them off or knock It out the hand of the hunter

He would slowly become apart of you Demi and Lucas crew. That one guy in a group that's never there but when he is it makes that day better, he's that guy. It gets so hype over there the hunter would turn their head wondering about the noise. "we got it guys!!" "YEA" "were getting a 4 escape!!" The hunters oprea singer

He'd grow super attached to you after you say something positive about his art. "Youve made this in a day?" "Yea?" "I find that hard to believe, the layering in this, the way they don't just lay ontop of eatchother but blend, not to mention accurate shadows" you take a pause dazed at the fine work. "It's beautiful" he doesn't speak, shocked that you knew the beauty and worth of his art something that most he met didn't understand, he fell for you hard over those comments, exactly why he shows you his pieces more often

You two would start dating rather quickly, you dropping signs the most aggressive way possible, causally holding hands when alone, sharing a cipher and really bad ideas "we should rescue luca" "no" "?" "He told me I should cut my canvas in half so I had four drawings instead of two" "...I mean in concept it's good but it might set ya off" "it already did" "after half then?" "Yea" thankfully Demi swooped in

You do try to sit down and paint with him. It was like a toddler following along a Bob Ross tutorial, but atleast Bob didn't stare at your painting for long periods of time. "Are you familiar with aristocrats?" "Yea?" He narrows his eyes "are you one?" "Are my drawings that bad?" "No these strokes are just ones nobility usually do" "crazy" he knew you were an aristocrat, and one that appreciated his art is even better. "Consider me your biggest fan in the art world" he giggles going back to his piece

He's run out of paintings during a match? Suddenly this isn't a match it's a rock show. "Find something in the item boxes nearby I'll distract them for you" distract them the loudest way possible how did you even bring an amp to a match?! "Why do you keep playing poppin party songs" "1) they're loud enough to cover the sound of us moving 2) they're more focused on me, the source of the music and 3) if you actually noticed" you point at Joseph "I found out he in particular has a real liking for Arisa he's not just gonna ignore her out of all people" Sure enough a familiar photographer appeared in the distance. "You mind opening the exit gate"

Despite him being sarcastic as hell he tries to sing along when you practice or perform. "You look like someone just sucked the life outta you" "how do you do this on the regular?" "Vocal practice wait till you have to scream in matches to save people" "." This stuff isn't for him but listening to you do it sounds alot better, and its nice to hum. You've caught him humming more times than you can count, and whenever you tell him he gets embrassed. "It's cute tho" "I'm sure the hunter could catch us if I continued" "They're across the map"

He hates the way you kiss whenever you're rushing somewhere. You do this thing he calls the entertainer's peck. Where you'd wave or acknowledge him, kiss his cheek and continue walking. He hates it because of how it lingers, you can't just take his hand to turn him toward you only to kiss him on the cheek and leave to a concert area or to decode. You're making him lose focus, one of those kisses that make you want another. You'd have him mummbling like a fool, espically if he could chase after you he'd give you his own peck, which led to the part he hated the most, the soft "I'll cherish this" expression on your face when you look back at him. He's giving you another until you stop looking at him like that!

He knew you were an aristocrat and he was thankful for it there was a higher chance you realized his talents. Hed ask you to dance first. "Shall we dance?" "Sure" informal way of accepting but formal style of dance. The way you both were able to be in sync no matter what move you threw at him, it turned out to be more of a test of skill than a friendly dance, as soon as you dipped him you could see all of the energy he lost hit him at once as he could barely keep himself up, you giggled at his predicament. "We should do this more often, you're alot more used to this than I thought" "we should, maybe I could try tossing you" his face straightens "nevermind"

Party! She's litterally with you all the time, with Luca as a carry on. You three would basically host rock concerts in the manor. You'd sing about freedom and living on, who cares for the noise complaint invest in ear plugs!!

You'd always be with her or luca during the games, though you do prefer Demi a bit more, she dosent laugh so hard it alerts the hunter. She's also more aware than Luca making running away alot easier. Though after games you prefer Luca, Luca doesn't cling to you so much you have to sleep in the same bed as him to make him feel better, he just calls you his hero

Does help when you're rescuing her, Naiad could be dashing toward you yet all be stopped by a simple ear spliting shreak from you, you had her seeing double. "I didn't know you could also do metal" "it's useful with the amount of commissions I get"

She'd randomly get an idea to try and wing along while you play. "I got it I got it" reasuring herself you begin to play familiar chords as she opens her mouth you change them to diffrent ones "I DONT KNOW THE LYRICS TO TEAR DROPS" "you got it!" She indeed barely had it, barely able to say of the lyrics correctly. Her revenge? "You mind playing this" she shows you probably the most confusing sheet music you've seen in your career a Frederick special if you will. "Alright-" and so the manor wondered what happened to the music they randomly heard when passing your room for the next 2 days

She'd fall asleep If you two weren't summoned for a round that day leaving you and her alone to explore the manor or practice guitar. People would come and go to you twos makeshift karoke. Espically Norton apparently. "IT WAS LOST LONG AGO BUT ITS ALL COMMING BACK TO ME" those two would sing with their hearts out the whole manor could tell you the lyrics by heart. You could play a cord to a song she'd accidently "ITS ALL COMMING BACK TO ME" "." "That wasn't the right song?" "No"

Almost scream royality. Random bug? "AHHHHHH" small spoke? "AUHHHHHHH" you and luca pretending to be possessing eatchothers bodies "NOOOOOO" surprisingly she doesn't scream like this when a giant nun lady jumps at her, except when she did and found out why you're scream royality. "So how'd ya get chaired?" "Rescue me first" "you're way too far from half" she pouts "so I tried screaming to burst her ear drums like you do..." "and?" "And she looked me straight in the eyes, then the cat screamed louder I swear it was like one of yours and then I was here" ".pft" "not cool!"

She gets tipsy during rounds, leading to some fun confessions of love. "Y/n...I love youu" she leans onto you, puckered lips to an exaggerated degree. "I gotta decode Demi" sighing you let her cling onto you tighter "did any person tell you how cute you are? Am I the first?" "You aren't" she gasps dramatically "reallllyyyy?" "Yea, a barmaid got to me before you" she blows a raspberry

She leads you away for rounds, asking for help setting up a kiting area. "Thanks for the help" she lands a kiss on your cheek. "Demi" "what?" "I appreciate it but Luca might vomit over this again" "he forced himself to" she wraps her arms around your waist, leaning in to be closer to you "he'll be fine" he wasn't fine. "You two really gotta get a room" "wadya mean?" "You keep looking with these lovey dovey eyes, were all on the same cipher and that poor guys probably single handedly evading that rock guy. "Arent they the same person" "yea they both got that same scar" "now you're tag teaming me?" "Yea" you both make the same look.

If she were ever to escape the hunter injured she'll run to you near instantly. "I think you should kiss me and all my injuries will heal" "that's not how it works Demi" you continue your healing "you're so warm..." "I know" "hehe" you kiss her forehead, finishing up. "I'm still injured" she dramatically places her hand on her forehead, both of you hearing a cipher being popped. "Oh look you're at full health" she sighs "worth a shot"

You being an aristocrat? She didn't care much but it did affect how you did certain things, and explained why you knew how to take care of plants,paint, and piano...barely the gutairs more fitting. When you asked her to dance, she got flustered, such a formal request, but comming from you it should have been a bit obvious it was comming. She didn't expect how graceful you were, it felt like an instructor dancing with their student for a test, the turns focused eyes turning to soft looks whenever you made eye contact with her. It was a flustering the hell outta of her she couldn't think for more than two secounds with you suddenly invading her thoughts with the shift in demeanor. When she took the lead by the end and dipped you, you seemed to snap out of it. "You're really good at improv" "how sweet of you" she huffs bringing you up to stand. "Would you like to dance again later?" "You sound like an old noble"

[poetthewriter]

Hello!! I'm a bit new to your writing but I'd like to request smth! :D

Could you do a Goodtimeswithscar Scar x GN!Cat-Hybrid!Reader? The reader has spots of fur on their body. It tends to poof up everytime Scar would compliment them! One shot or hcs are fine w me :))

-🌑 anon

OMG HEY HEY MOONY (i now will call you moony) IM SORRY THIS DID NOT SHOW UP ON MY PHONE INBOX BUT I IS ON MY COMPUTER THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME I MISSED IT!

𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕= 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒃&𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔🌱🧄🌿

Cozy kitty cat

GoodTimesWithScar x Gn!reader

Scar had always had quite an interest in the feline creatures and with that he even owned a friend of his own, Jellie, of course that along with his love for cats that meant he loved you quite a lot. when he first me you, aside from you already attention catching looks scar found great fascination in you cat like traits and soon this became one of his hobbies, trying to learn about your true self and kitty like antics.

Over time scar noticed even the smallest things about your hybrid side like how in the dark your eyes narrowed and you could always guide him through places at night, how every once and a while especially after sleeping you would stretch your back and arms out as far as you could and open your mouth showing off you pointy teeth, and how you would knead you hands into people after pouncing on top of them then continue to gently push you head into your friends rubbing you checks and hair against them.

This quest to learn more never failed to bore the young man but over time things started to change. yes your cat like features, antics, and habits where quite cute and charming but his focus on you shifted in a new direction.

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walking past a multitude of houses scar hummed gently, his steps had a swing in them and he seemed quite buzzy , the day was quite boring so far so Scar thought what better to do then visit his good friend, you. the flower sway beside him and he jumps up to you door, *knock knock knock* Scar pounds his fist on your door and waits for an answer, minutes past and the thought that you arnt home has crossed his mind but he shakes his head. only a few days prier the two of you talked about you weekly plans and you told him you would be home today.

after contemplating for a moment the eccentric man finally makes a decision, the window close to you door is open and it doesn't seem like you would get to angry at him...…

Scars foot balances between the porch and your window seal slipping back and forth he manages to pull him self through the opening. taking of his shoes he walks around your house with a big smile still painted on his face, a silly voice calls out your name but to no Advil there's still no response.

just before Scar goes to give up something catches his attention.

A shirt?

a shirt lays on the ground right in front of the laundry room, Scar picks it up and smiles at it knowing that its yours, trying to be kind Scar opens the laundry room door to put the shirt in there but to his surprise there you are laying on top of a piles of freshly dried clothes.

Scar cant help but laugh at the silly sight before him but try's to muffle his giggles as hard as he can as to not wake you up. as he calms down he cant help but stare, you lay there and somehow just from seeing you he feels calm, and purrs softly emit from you mouth and your ears softly switch.

slowly scar sits beside you on the massive pile of freshly clean clothing, towels and blankets and sinks in to the softness, his closes his eyes understanding why you fell asleep here, the makeshift bed is still super warm from the dryer and extra soft after being newly washed and after just moments he has already drifted asleep right beside you.

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your eyes flush open and you take a moment to adjust to the lights around you, looking around now awake a soft sound of breathing catches your ears, looking down beside you their sits scar and you cant help but heat up.

"huh... what time is it" Scar mumbles patting his hands around searching the room. "wait, Y/n! I forgot I came, did I scare you?" he continues speaking with a grin.

"What are you doing here Pretty boy?" you respond to his antics and you cling on to him pushing you ears as well as hair into the crook of his neck. Scar sits there all giddy over the nickname you commonly call him that he doesn't really notice that you turn on some lanterns until you have finished lighting them all.

"i was a little bored~ and what better to do then to visit my favorite catlike friend!" he pipes dragging out some of his word extenuating his smirky dimeter, the patches of you fur poof up as he finishes complementing you and your cheeks rose up as you tuck your face into you hands.

"Awwwww! i love when you fur poofs up like that" scar says reaching his hand you pet the soft patch on your right cheek and scratch the back of your ear, normally some cat hybrid didn't like when people touched them or pet them but you liked it to be honest you quite like when your friends pat you head or pick up on your cat like traits you found it to be quite endearing but with scar everything was different you loved it. Scar was your person always the kindest and most accepting of you he made you feel better then anyone had, the man loved you cat like self but overtime things changed.

"thank you Scar" you respond to his previous comment but little did he know that you weren't just thinking him for the complements he showered you with but for the love he shared with you. you pull scar up of the pile of now cold clothing and drag him to the living room, the couch is pulled out covered in piles of warm blankets and fuzzy pillows and the room is kept warm by the gentle fire.

Adding a few logs of wood in to the fireplace you finally sit down with Scar once again and the two of you huddle into the warmth of the house and each other. huh?.. wait is this normal for friends?......

Scar finally understands yes he loved your cat side but the only reason he loves it as much as he does is because its a part of you, everything you do cat like or not he loves and finds ever so charming, so he could care less hybrid or not he loves you.

three words come out of you mouth as if you had read his mind right as you fall asleep you cant help but say..

"i love you"

[snootysnoots]

-To My Beloved-

...I’m alive! I don’t even have an excess except for the fact I procrastinated so hard on this, but it’s time. 

This was meant to be a Valentine’s Day post, but as you can see that was 2 months ago...So in honor of the Valentine’s Day event in IDV I’ll do the boys I sent a card to (except for one since it was for Axe boy, my dear son) and because you should always show your partner throughout the year you love them. I'm writing about what they're like on Valentine's Day and all the other days of the year.

This might be a bit OC-ish and has not been proof-read, so my apologies my dears.

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"Prisoner"-Luca Balsa

♡Me to them: “The best baby girl frfr <3″

♥We all knew that baby girl was gonna be on here, it won't be my blog if Luca wasn't here.

ON VALENTINE'S DAY

He is with you the whole day, no joke.

It’s the one of the few times of the year this boy isn’t working on his inventions and he spent it with you.

I honestly don’t know if Luca would like or hate sweets, but he probably likes spicy food. Anyways, if you like sweets, he would get you some sweets...Or try too, he might try and make them. And it would be a disaster. And if you don’t like sweets, don’t worry dear. He makes sure to get you something you love. 

He also sets up a nice date area with some help of his buddies. Speaking of buddies. To make it seem more, realistic. Luca made his buddies the waiters, they even wore the outfits. Anyways, he made sure “the waiters” made your favorite dish. And as the nigh was ending and the sun was setting. Luca put on some music and started slow dancing with you, but it slowly turned into a dance competition. You guys had a blast though.

ALL YEAR AROUND

I also like to think he isn’t that good at the whole relationship thing at first. Luca isn’t one to talk about emotions much, since he normally does things logically. He didn’t plan on falling in love it just happened, it was a welcoming surprised. So that being said, you are his first love and this is his first relationship, so you guys had to take it slow at first. 

Which was fine since you guys had a nice time taking it slow. You went on so many small dates around the manner. Which was nice since it got him to leave his office(?). You guys still go on small dates here and there, but they’re more romantic.

I’ve probably said this before, but Luca’s love language is gift giving.

I like to believe Luca enjoys writing. And what’s is favorite subject of writing. It’s You.  He wrote you letter before and after you got into a relationship. He literally has a book were he writes about you. He lets you read it when you’re feeling down.

Embalmer-Aesop Carl

♡Me to them: “Please bury me in between your thighs <3″

♥He was my first main and I adore him.

ON VALENTINE'S DAY

...He forgot. He isn’t the most romantic guy so it wasn’t a surprise, but it still hurt. Like even if you told him, he would just say “ok” and go on with his day...Is what some would say.

But in the inside, he is just panicking. He completely forgot, so now my boy is running all over the manner to find you a gift. He feels a little bad for forgetting about Valentine’s Day, so now he has to get you something. And he spent the whole day trying to get you something. He got you a flower :).

Anyways, while the day of Valentine’s Day was a...mess. He promised to try and do something romance with you the next day. And he did. 

He did your make-up...I don’t know what you excepted. He isn’t one to be romantic but he does enjoy your presence...And your face...And body...In a non-sexual way. 

ALL YEAR AROUND

He has no clue how you two started dating. My man didn’t even know until your first anniversary. It was a mess. But his fine with it, only because it’s you. You’re one of the few living people he enjoys, so this is fine.

But dating him is very slow. He doesn’t take well to affection so being close to you, as in shoulder touching, was very difficult for him. You just are on the holding hand stage. And no, you haven’t had your first kiss. 

He likes your company. He likes knowing you’re there, he also likes you watching him...(This is so creepy wtf).

As he slowly starts getting more comfortable in your relationship, he gets a bit bold...In private. No PDA, just no. He likes holding you, especially cuddling you. He enjoys listening to your heart beat, makes him relaxed. He also likes it when you hold him, makes him feel loved and appreciated.

Hermit-Alva Lorenz

♡Me to them: “Step on me, pretty please <3″

♥Saw him and I knew I wanted him and I did get him...And have barely played him.

ON VALENTINE'S DAY

Alva doesn’t exactly see the point of Valentine’s Day, but either way he gets you something. He isn’t completely unaffectionate. If you give him something he is very thankful and would give you a kiss.

He would probably spend the day with you, you’re both just chilling. Talking about whatever comes to mind. With some peaceful music in the background as you both just spend the day holding each other.

-I wish i can write more for him but my mind is literally going blank-

ALL YEAR AROUND

He isn’t that affectionate (why did I chose some of the most unaffectionate characters as my bbgs), but if you want some affection he won’t say no. 

He likes hearing you talk, it’s very relaxing too him. He just likes hearing your voice and values your opinions and what you have to say. He also likes it when she listen to him talk, he really appreciates it.

-Why is it so hard to come up with things for you Alva...My mind is so blank-

The "Nightmare"-"Orpheus"

♡Me to them: “You’re that weird crush I have, low key don’t know why”

♥I can't explain this one, this is definitely a "hear me out" but you shouldn't hear me out. And I am completely winging this mans part, I’m so sorry.

ON VALENTINE'S DAY

...He knows and he has been planning for this shit for months. He just showers you in gifts and he gives you a hug. He also takes you out for dinner...It’s more like kidnapping though.

The room was so dark and the only light source you had was the candle in the middle of the table. At least there was nice soft music. It was nice, a bit creepy but nice. You guys had a great time, the food was edible so that was a plus.

Now, you both just chill. Still dark af, but it was actually relaxing. He let you sit on his lap and put your head on his shoulder, the music in the background slowly putting you to sleep as he held you. I was gonna say he gave your forehead a kiss, but in this case it would be a peak.

ALL YEAR AROUND

I feel like he is very possessive. He doesn’t enjoy you being distracted, you always have to have your eyes on him. You are dating him after all, you should only be looking at him.

He makes sure you’re always with him, where ever he is, you got to be there. It doesn’t matter where he could be, you must be there. And if you aren’t near him, he literally stalks you out. He once he finds you, he ain’t letting you go. 

He holds you a bunch, very affectionate but for all the wrong reasons. He holds you cause he wants to make sure everyone knows you belong to him and only him. 

He’s a bird, kind of, so I like to think if he finds anything that catches his eye, like a rock. He gives it to you. He could find a nice stick and gives it to you to show his love. You better take his stick...Just take his random gifts. He gets really happy (can he even be happy?) when you accept his gifts.

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Sorry, this took way longer than needed, I have honestly been grinding Genshin Impact for Kaveh and Baizuh. Excited about that baby girl patch man. I also remembered I have an 'x reader' with Mr. Crowley From Twisted Wonderland from a while back, I'll probably post that later next week or never, who knows.

[okashi-gaster]

Djdhzuwkndushe

I can't it's so cuteeeeeeee

GIMME SUGAR!

PAIRING(S): C!Grian x GN!Reader, C!Xisumavoid x GN!Reader

SUMMARY: How a few of our favorite block men would make your Valentine’s Day special.

WARNINGS: N/A

A/N: I know, I know- I’ve been MIA for a while. However! I have cooked up something short, sweet, and extra fluffy for Valentine’s day, so I hope you all enjoy this rare treat! (I may or may not be dying, but it’s fine :])

Keep reading

[mjart12699]

MC: one of the roosters ran up to me, gave me a pebble and did a flirty little dance while making happy noises. Which is the rooster equivalent of a proposal. A truly devastating blow to my boyfriend (Muriel), the man who helped raise him.

Based on this post

[anomaly-hivemind]

Under and Over ☆ Monster! Muriel x Reader | Kinktober Day 16

Summary: You've been waking up in the morning more tired than before you went to bed. This time, you wake up in the middle of the night and find out why.

Word Count: 1469

Tags: slight somnophilia, sleepy, gentle fucking (at first ), vaginal fingering, penis in vagina, size difference, size kink, cunnilingus, light biting, gentle giant,

You had purchased a new bed and frame from a local mattress store. The frame was a cute dark wood and the mattress felt amazing when you first got it. It was also on a killer sale.  So you had it moved to your home as soon as possible and then threw out the old and shitty one.  

The next few nights you slept like a baby.  

Then a  few months in, your peaceful sleep changed, you chopped it up to just being stressed at work. But after work calms down, the sleep patterns remain the same, waking up like you had been manhandled or fighting demons. You’d wake up feeling weak in the knees and drained of energy for the next morning.  Then there were some days you would be covered in your own sweat feeling like you had run a marathon mixed with a wild sex dream.  

However this night was going to be different, you had repeated to yourself. You have the weekend off.  You changed all your sheets, having replaced them with new cotton ones.  You had taken a relaxing long shower and just put on a simple night dress that was breathable so you wouldn’t so much through the late hours. ‘

You close your eyes and fall into a rather dreamless sleep.  A large hand faintly traces up your body. The hotness of the room had long made you discard the covers of your bed. Leaving you exposed with your nightgown that had moved itself up.  The weight of the bed had been pushed down. Dipping down until the frame touched the ground.  A second hand wrapped around your leg and pulled it upright.   

You stir, and all movements freeze, but when your body stays asleep, the movement starts again.  Your legs get pulled open by your personal sleep paralysis demon. You're not wearing any underwear.  The clawed finger was carefully pushed against your folds. Your body shivers, and you dream of colors dancing at your eyelid.  The finger rubs against your clit, and a sleepy moan escapes your lips.  Whatever dream you were having was starting to feel like a good one. You could almost feel like you were half awake and struggling to get up. 

Your legs were damp with your own arousal, and your hips jolted as you felt a slow intrusion at your entrance. You tried to wake up and stumble through the haze, but it was a struggle. A thick finger fully pushing its way deeper into your cunt makes your eyes flutter open. Everything was blurry, but all you could make out was the overwhelming presence above you.  Then your eyes closed again; what was going on? Your mind was a bit fuzzy.  You feel the intrusion pull out of your pussy, and your ears pick up on a faint slurping that has followed right after.  

Your eyes widened again when you felt a wet tenant; you felt wide awake but incredibly drained. You weakly tried to sit up to see the phantom of your nightly pleasures when you saw him. It was monstrously tall; you could see the outline of horns and the clearly glowing eyes looking up at you. 

“Who are you?” You squint at the lofty shadow between your legs. You feel like you should be screaming out or calling for the police, but then another part of you makes you feel like this is all some kind of dream.  You let out a huff and lay back on the bed for a second; this is definitely some kind of dream. Your body and mind feel a bit too calm right now.

“Are you the thing that has been keeping my body ragged for the past like a month?” again, there was no answer, but the person bites down on your upper thigh.  You hiss, as it sucks on the mark it just created.  You feel his tongue back on your folds, and your body shivers. Your hand reaches for one of the horns on the creature's head. 

Your nightly beast lets out a groan as you gripped on one of his horns. It feels too real, so rough, yet so smooth at the same time.  He pushed his tongue into your entrance, and it caused you to let out a few curses.  This felt too good to be real, you think to yourself.  Your eyes closed, and you let yourself just enjoy the moment until a voice breaks the silence.

“Sleep no more…” he murmured, his large tongue licking over your heat. 

“You spoke?”  you shift a bit, his voice was very soothing, it was low and rumbly. He then nods at you  and gets ready to continue what he was doing to you. 

:

“So, not much of a talker?” He nips on your thigh this time; it causes a decent mark, and it definitely helps wake you up more. 

:

“Does this stranger have a name?” you started to feel like you were just filling in the silence beside the here and there, slurping from being eaten out. 

“Muriel,” he moved to suck on your cunt, his mouth large, and his tongue laps between your lower lips.  He pushed one of his thick fingers back into you, then another. Your back arched as you felt him stretching you out.  A low groan escaped his lips, it reverberated through his chest, and you could feel it on your pussy. A small moan escaped your mouth from the tandem stimulation of his thick fingers curling within you and his tongue against your clit.

Your back arched off the bed when his fingers pressed against the spongy tissue inside your walls. You couldn’t help the noises that escaped your mouth. 

Muriel gets up, and your eyes widen a bit at him standing up, even if it is just a little bit. He was huge, and his size alone felt like it could turn you on, but the sight of him in the slight glimpse of the moonlight. He had long hair that fell past his face, which was still shrouded in shadows, but his eyes were intensely staring back at you. His silhouette was massive and when he moved on top of you, he was towering above you. Muriel carefully pulls your legs around his hips, and you find yourself gripping at his horns. 

You muttered his name, and he moved closer to kiss you, if only just once. He grabs the girth of his cock and lines it up with your entrance, rubbing it along your folds to gather up your juices. You could feel how proportional he was to his large size.  His movements are so slow that it almost feels teasing. Muriel pushes his tip into you before watching your reaction; then, he pulls out for a second. He pushes a bit more into you, going a bit deeper than before until he pulls out again.  You give him a pout even if you weren't sure he could even see it that well, but then again, he had glowing eyes and could probably see in the dark.

He kept pushing in and out of you until he got to push all the way into you, his hips flushed with yours, and you could feel the full stretch of him inside you. However, thanks to his calculated movements, it didn't hurt as much. You wanted to pull him closer and get another kiss. Which is what you did, he stills his moments and focuses on kissing you passionately. 

His movements were slow and tender, he was giving you time to adjust to his massive size. Honestly you were surprised that he fit at all,  he traced his hands along your skin taking time to map out your body with his hand before he started to move a bit more. 

His hands wrapped around your hips and pulled you flush against his hips, lifting your body off the bed a bit. His thrusts reached so much deeper than before; his large phallus was making its home deep inside you. With every thrust, you were hit with surges of bliss.

He rocked into you slowly for one moment, and then he would go a bit faster. Unfiltered moans left you feeling like you could burst on the spot. His hip slammed into you, and your bed frame creaks and stammers. He leaned down to kiss your cheeks, then your neck as his thrust started to become uncoordinated.

Your hole clenched around his cock, and your back arched off the bed and your toes curled as you climaxed. You could feel the sweat on your forehead after you calmed down. You could hear the soft groans of the creature.  He let you rest for a moment and then started again.

Guess you won’t be getting much sleep tonight.

[thekitchenywitch]

Image waking up to Muriel just humming a lullaby he’d learned from the other members of the Kokhuri as he sits in front of the bassinet opposite your bed. His hand gently resting on the baby’s back, doing nothing but staring at the tiny little marvel you and him worked so hard for. The one he can’t look at with anything but a sense of absolute wonder. He’d have never been able to tell you this was where he’d be but my goodness he’s so happy he’s here.

*appears a day late for his birthday and disappears into the void again*

[teddypickrwritings]

A Rare Moment of Weakness - Identity V x Reader

A/N: Some character lore is just so sad and depressing that I start tearing up…I just want to hug them. I’ll most likely do this with more characters in the future!

cw: PTSD

Mercenary

It was obvious just by looking at him that Naib Subedar was hardened by war. That was just the norm for anyone who served in the military. Naib was not one to talk about his experiences, though. Nobody questioned him, they just let him do what he wanted.

One day, while you were in a match with him, you saw his stoic mask crumble. You had managed to escape from the hunter with minor injuries and were hoping that you would cross paths with someone that could heal you. You had stumbled onto Naib’s cipher just as he missed a calibration and it shocked him—literally. The look of terror that flashed on his face gutted you pretty badly. It didn’t take a genius to realize that the sudden loud noise reminded him of bombs and such.

He wasn’t embarrassed that you saw him mess up. He didn’t shrug you off when you instinctively gave him a hug. In fact…he really appreciated it. A lot. Naib held you for a little longer than necessary, only letting go when he realized you were injured and immediately started to heal you.

“I’ll decode with you…or I can do it for you, if you’d like,” you offered once he was done.

Naib nodded slowly, a hint of a smile on his lips. “Thank you, (Y/N),” he mumbled.

Wu Chang

A sudden rainstorm had interrupted your walk and completely soaked you to the bone. Had you stayed outside longer, and if Xie had not come to your rescue, you would have certainly gotten sick. He had immediately left to find you the second the rain had turned heavy. You had begun to protest when he scooped you up in his arms, but quickly silenced yourself when you noticed just how worried he looked.

“(Y/N), I am so sorry. We shouldn’t have left you alone out there,” Xie said once you had changed into dry clothes. He had managed to calm down for the most part, but his voice was still laced with anxiety. “We didn’t know it would rain. I’ll never forgive myself if you get sick…”

“I’m okay!” you reassured with a tired smile. You reached over and gently squeezed his hand. “Thank you for getting me out of there before it got too bad.”

Xie gave a weak smile of his own, but his eyes still looked pained. He paused, seemingly listening to something. Then he nodded and his form changed to represent Fan. The Black Guard checked your vitals, and after confirming that they were normal, held your hands tightly. “He wanted to be able to save a loved one this time,” he explained. And that was all you needed to hear for you to understand.

Hermit

���Alva, do you ever feel frustrated?” you asked tentatively, watching the inventor writing notes in one of his many journals. His quill came to a slow stop as he pondered your question.

“It is natural for one to feel frustration,” Alva said vaguely. He turned in his chair to look at you with an unreadable expression. “Why do you ask?”

“I was just curious…you always seem so composed. I admire it,” you admitted.

Alva allowed a small smile on his face. “Nobody is ever what they seem, (Y/N). Keep that in mind,” he said, beckoning you over with a little wave of his hand. You stood up and went to him, surprised when he enveloped you in a hug. “I am sorry that I do not show emotions very often. I am…still getting used to the feeling by having someone I can trust.”

You could’ve sworn you felt him tremble a bit when he said that. But the moment was over too soon and he released you. “You have a match, yes? You shouldn’t be late,” he said and gave you a little push towards the door. You left with a smile on your face; Alva trusted you. That was all you could think about.

[saintunhinged]

hello! I was hoping to request asra (with faust?) reaction to mc having a ferret as a familiar? you can also do m6 or write it however you want!

ASRA & FAUST

asra’s familiar, faust, the purple serpent, is initially intrigued by the ferret, her slitted eyes narrowing in curious appraisal

your ferret always scampers around, and faust coils lazily, her serpentine body mimicking the agile movements of the smaller creature.

sometimes asra chuckles, “looks like she’s found a new friend. quite the playful duo, aren’t they?” he’ll say as he wraps his arm around your waist and watches your magical companions play around

when your ferret attempts to engage faust in a game of chase, she playfully sways away, matching the lively energy with a surprising amount of enthusiasm

there’s never a dull moment when the four of you are alll together, and of course, your fluffly companion along with faust make it a mission to keep you and asra on your toes

JULIAN & MALAK

malak, julian’s raven, will definitely eye the ferret with a haughty demeanor, as if unimpressed by its presence.

though your ferret, undeterred by his aloofness, constantly attempts to engage in a game of hide-and-seek, which causes the raven to caw disapprovingly

“well, malak, it seems you’ve got some competition for mischief in the house,” julian would tease while watching the dynamic between the two familiars

LUCIO & MERCEDES & MELCHIOR

mercedes and melchior, the two white borzoi girl dogs, initially view your new familiar with curiosity and indifference.

the ferret, with its boundless energy, tries to initiate a game of tag with the elegant borzois, causing them to elegantly dodge its advances.

lucio would grin, “seems like the dogs have a lively new companion. quite the trio we have here!”

as the ferret curls up beside the borzois, lucio pats them all affectionately. “is this okay, my lovely trio?” he asks, receiving a chorus of approving barks.

NADIA & CHANDRA

chandra, the sophisticated and stuck-up owl familiar, regards the ferret with a disdainful hoot, clearly unimpressed by the smaller creature’s antics.

your ferret, undeterred by chandra’s attitude, continues its playful escapades, earning an eye roll from the regal owl.

nadia smirks, “it appears chandra has found a challenger to her elegance. quite the lively addition to the court, don’t you think?”

your familiar, seemingly unfazed by the owl’s haughtiness, curls up next to her. nadia chuckles, “well, it seems they’ve reached a truce, at least for now.”

PORTIA & PEPI

pepi, portia’s cat familiar, eyes the ferret with so much curiosity, yet with mild irritation, unimpressed by its energetic demeanor.

your small companion, seemingly oblivious to pepi’s disapproval, tries to engage the cat in a game of pouncing, earning an annoyed swat in response.

portia gasps, “pepi!” she exclaims, calmly scolding her own familiar as she’s quick to coddle yours.

when your ferret curls up next to pepi, portia grins, ”is this okay?” pepi responds with an aloof purr, a sign of reluctant acceptance.

MURIEL & INNANA

innana, muriel’s gray female wolf familiar, observes the ferret with a stoic gaze, her tail flicking with mild interest.

your ferret, undeterred by her imposing presence, attempts to engage her in a game of tag, earning a patient tolerance from the wolf.

muriel, with a rare smile, simply murmurs, “that’s more her speed.”

as the ferret nuzzles against innana’s fur, muriel ruffles both their heads. “is this okay, innana?” he asks, receiving a quiet but affirmative huff from the wolf.

[marixrose]

The Arcana when they walk in on you changing:

(They haven’t seen you without clothes yet)

Asra: When he walks in and sees you, he quickly looks away and asks if he can grab something real quick. If you say yes he will grab whatever he went in there for and quickly leave. If you say no, he will immediately leave and respect your privacy. He will apologize later on for just walking in there without knocking.

Julian: He will smirk but then become aware that you might be uncomfortable. So he leaves and closes the door and speaks with you from behind the door. “Sorry about that Darling, I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me.” He waits until you're done getting dressed to do whatever he needs to do.

Muriel: He walks in not even noticing you at first, you're frozen staring at him in horror. Once he meets your eyes, he too freezes and blushes. He quickly looks away and mutters out a “Sorry” before rushing out of the hut. When he returns he apologizes about a hundred times before he accepts that you have forgiven him.

Lucio: Has no shame at all. He walks in, compliments you, stares, then leaves. You yell at him later on about how that wasn’t very polite, but all he does is shrugs. If it really bothers you, you will have him sit down and have a long conversation with him for him to not be doing these things when you are not comfortable yet.

[grapenamjams]

Better Than A Dream

Genre: NSFW

Characters: Muriel from the arcane & Reader

Contains: soft mdom, mention of wet dream, oral m. Receiving, Dirty talk, cock warming,

A/n: welcome to grape’s annual Muriel smut one shot post. Will there be one next year? The world may never know!

You feel the bed shift more than once in the span of a few minutes stirring you awake. With half eyes open you notice the sliver of moonlight passing through the curtains. letting you know that it was a little pass midnight.

It was the sigh that made you fully turn towards a clearly vexed Muriel beside you, running a hand down his face. His exposed chest goes up and down in shaky breaths , his skin flushed. “Muriel?” he starts at the sound of your voice in the quite room. You apologies noticing his reaction. “Are you alright?” You ask softly. You don’t move closer even when you want to, not knowing if it’s okay to touch him, wanting to give him space.

He nodes but he dosnt look at you. “I’m sorry that I woke you. ” you shake your head, “it’s alright” You wish you could say that waking up to Muriel tossing and turning at night was rare but unfortunately this was the case ever so often. Memories of the past thought to be forgotten resurfacing, playing out in his dreams where he is supposed to be the safest. Causing him to stir like this, hold you closer to him or at times leaving the bed completely until you go find him when you feel his abesnace.

“Was it a nightmare again?” You watch his face as he sucks in a breath, eyes landing on one of the hanging crystals by the wall catching the moonlight. After a moment he shakes his head. You feel a slight relief, reaching a hand towards him rubbing his arm. He clears his throat “It was- it was nothing.” He turns to his side towards you but his eyes are still not meeting yours. “It’s late you should go back to sleep” you frown at his dismissal even though he can’t see it. Clearly something is bothering him.

“are you sure? you were tossing and turning for awhile” your fingers brush through his dark hair. Shifting closer to him, your hand continuing the motion hoping to relax him. Although you couldn’t have seen his throat bob and hear his heartbeat quicken.

“I’m sure.” He states. However when he takes in a breath, breathing in your familiar scent. words escape him in a groan like whisper. “Just a selfish dream”

You don’t miss the lowered words. “A selfish dream?” You questioned. Muriel only nodes his head after a moment,closing his eyes hoping for You to follow his lead into returning to sleep. but Your curiosity still Persists. “Was it good or bad?” Muriel’s hand reaches out to your waist, letting out a breath. You would have taken it a sign to stop after he was quiet for a moment but to your amusement he replied. “Good…really good” his thumb rubs your side.

Good? You think, confused Then why doesn’t he want to- his hand pulls you closer. Oh… all other thoughts fade at the feel of his body against yours.

You bite your lip suppressing a smile. “Muriel?” You say, hand pushing back hair that had fallen forward.

“Hm?” He breathes You again unknowingly where your brain has wondered too.

Sensing his reaction you lean away from his face. “Did you have a wet dream?” His eyes fly open and the blush is blooming on his face just as quickly. “What? N-no I…that’s…” his eyes go over your face. “why do you think that?” He stammers. you move your hips into him feeling him very presently against you.

You are unsure how he is able to get redder especially with the limited visibility that the moon provides. Muriel groans, rolling onto his back and places an arm over his eyes trying to cover himself wishing for the bed to swallow him into the covers.

You find it adorable and enjoyable that the man beside you, no matter how many times he takes you making each other feel all sorts of pleasures. Still gets easily flustered when it comes to talking about desires and intimacy. And because of that, you loved to tease him.

“I-I’m sorry…I don’t know why-“ Muriel started to apologize for the predicament he put you in. But you cut him off before his brain runs off with an idea that is untrue.

“Tell me was it about me?” You say, resting your head on your hand being able to look down at him.

Muriel starts, taken aback at what you said as if he could not believe you would hold the idea that he would be able to think of another person that was not you. “What? Of course it was.. who else…” his eyes narrow and look away from you “you’re teasing me, arnt you?”

You let out a giggle “just a bit, I can’t help it.” He grumbles rolling his eyes at you. You give him a kiss feeling his flushed cheek. “What was I doing in your dream?” You continued. your own body warmed with the ideas forming in your head.

His eyes look back at you, taking in your face as if he thought he didn’t hear you right. “Y-you want to know?” You give him a playful smile and node. this was a first for Muriel and as much as you protected his comfortability you always liked nudging him out of his comfort zone. His Adam able bobs “uh…you…” his gaze shifts away from You again.

You hum, “was I kissing you? Like this” your lips run along his jaw and down the side of his neck. “Y-yes” he sighs. You shift your body placing a arm on the other side of his face. Giving you more access to his neck. Kissing the hollow of his neck “Say it” your words land on his skin. he lets out a breath. “You were kissing me…my neck- just like that” his voice hitches as you suck on his sweet spot. Again your lips go over his neck and throat until you pull away looking down at him waiting for his next words. “my mouth” his eyes open to meet yours above him. A shy smile tilts at his lips and you never want to forget the image of him smiling up at you like this.

his largehand cups your face guiding you towards him until your lips meet. Muriel breathes you in. his lips greeting yours gently as he always does making you feel loved and cared for. But as always there is a point where his kisses become deeper and hungrier. Moans escaping each other.

bodies pressed and slightly moving against each other. You’re breathless when you ask “what else?” The forest color of his eyes were just rimming the edges of his darkened eyes. A contrast to his flushed face. “my body” he lets out and you were not needed to be told twice. Your mouth already leaving lingering kisses on his chest. His breathes becoming quicker his voice breathy each time he instructs you to go lower and lower. Kissing each scar knowing where they are on him. Leaving marks on His toned stomach.

When you reach the band of his undergarments. His need was visibly pressed against the fabric and you felt your own need pulse through your body. You kissed his thigh and looked up at him. His gaze landed on yours and he nodded. You take his signal and remove the covering. He was painfully hard, precum already dripping down the vein. Muriel sucks in a breath finally being free of his constraints. Making your mouth water.

You rub his hip and kiss next to the base and ever so lightly pressing your lips up his cock. “What did I do next?” You ask teasingly looking up at him. Muriel’s hand surprisingly lands on the back of your head. His gaze looking at you between his legs having him suppress a moan at the sight but his dick twitches giving him away. Yet his voice comes out deep and clear, traces of his shyness gone. “you used that teasing mouth to suck me off” his words land on your ears before Muriel guides your mouth to take him.

He curses above you as you moan around his head,licking around it. sending shocks through him which makes his hips buck the last of him into your mouth. you hollow your cheeks as you let him move your head to a pace he wanted which was still mindful of you even in his pleasured state. As your own hand worked on the rest of him. “Yes, just like that” he groans.

You worked on him as best as you could as he moved you to his pleasure. Flattening your tongue having his clock glide in and out against. The your tongue rubbing that sensitive spot under the tip. All of this has his head digging deeper into the pillow and the grip on your hair tightening . “This is” he groans looking down at the sight before him. “much better than a dream” your eyes land on his and it makes his body tighten with more arousal then he thought he could have. The sight that you had also made you throb, a coat of sweat on his skin and his heaving chest caused you to moan wanting to see him come undone. he continues to follow his pleasure.

Yeses and praises falling from his mumbled lips. Just when you thought he was close to going over the edge, his hand stops and gently pulls you away from him. Giving him a sight of you as a drooling mess. Making The words “turn over on your hands and knees” not get out fast enough. His desire reaching that point where he needed to be inside of you, to feel all of you. Smiling you do as told not being able to form a reply because along with Muriel you just needed him inside you as fast as possible.

“A good listener” his deep voice sends a jolt down your spine as his large frame covers you. Earning him a moan “Muriel please, i need you” His lips kiss your exposed neck and shoulder while his hands remove your underwear. “I’m yours” he states wasting no time he starts pushing himself into you causing you both to moan at the sensation that never ceases to consume you both “all yours” he groans when he fully sinks into you. Giving you time to adjust to him, your walls stretch around the thickness of him. Your head lands on the mattress. Hips moving back with a whine, having Muriel take it as sign that he can began thrusting.

His movements begin slow till he almost pulls out fully and thrusts back in, wanting to feel the real you not his imagination, not how you feel in a dream. every inch, clench, throb and the warmth of you. One hand lands on your hip while the other one goes down your back keeping you with your head down. His pace picks up until you both are lost in pleasure and your sounds fill up the dark room. Every thrust sends jolts through you as he hits the spot that sends you closer to the edge each time.

After a moment your on your hands again and his chest is pressed against your back, covering you with his body. Your only thought his of him, everything about him consumes you as he keeps thrusting into you and pants next to your ear. Making you clench around him. The sensation pooling in your core increases when Muriel bites your shoulder muffling his moan against you.

He straightens up again hands on your hips, his breath increasing. “I’m gonna-“ he curses again “me too” You gasp Your hips move back against him and he lets you fuck yourself against him. “You’re perfect…. so so perfect” he says breathlessly “let go, please I want to feel you come around me” in a voice deep and pleading that causes you to go over the edge for him each time. With his name on your lips. he stills your hips against him, and you feel his hot release inside you. His own hips resuming his sloppy thrusts, Ridding both of your highs with moans and breaths becoming tangled. “take all of it” he moans.

After a moment when your hearts have calmed down. He slips out of you, both feeling the absence of the other. He pecks your back and cheek. “Come here” he coaxes.

Turning, you see him lay down head on his pillow. He then positions you, so you were to straddling him. Looking up at you with a blissed look that You have committed to memeory and often appears in your own dreams. “Are you okay?” He never fails to ask, pushing some of your hair back behind your ears. you node. “Always” you say kissing him. He sighs into you. You pull away with a playful grin.

“I do have to say, Your dream was quite an eventful one” as if on cue pink blooms across his already flushed face. Making you laugh.

His gaze meets yours again before looking down your body. Following your curves up again, humming. “It’s not over yet” you tilt your head questioning his words. It’s now Muriel that has a grin on his face. Lifting you up slightly he slips himself inside you again with a moan. His hands glide over your thighs, hips and waist continuing dragging his hands up your sides taking off your shirt. Forest Eyes taking you in fully under the moonlight. Making you feel loved, desired, admired, protected all at once. His hands don’t stop until they reached your face drawing you in for a gentle kiss keeping himself inside you having every inch of you against him, keeping him warm. “There. My dream is now complete.”

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Excuse me sir, may I have some Etho fluff? Just a little to spare.

Drink water and touch grass! -🪓anon

KitsuneEthoslab x GnReader

Cookie Kisses

𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕= 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒃&𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔🌱🧄🌿

The sky is dark and the shopping district is silent as soft white snow falls down from the sky, a gently lit lantern sways back and forth as the light guides your way, heat realises its self from the tiny crackling fire but the heat is only enough to warm the frosted feeling in you finger tips. snow crunches underneath warm boots and the wind harshly snaps you face.

walking through the shops and stores a joyful smile forms on your face the beautiful blue glow reaches you as you look through the widows of the alley sanctuary, your eyes shimmer reflecting the enchanting view and from afar someone admires the charming looks that belong to you.

Etho sits like a cat on a firm branch of a spruce tree, one by one 9 tails show them self's behind his back matching the color of the freezing snow and mimicking the chilled wind, his tails resembles the tail of an arctic fox snowy white with soft periwinkle tips.

Ethos hair falls over his face as as he tilts his head onto his hand, you continue walking your cold path but a patch of ice is not so happy to let you pass on without harm, hidden under the snow you trip, slipping back onto the ice.

Holding your head soothing the flashes of pain pounding on the back of your head, a silhouette stands in front of you hold out a hand to pick you up from your pained state, "Are you alright dear" Ethos tall stance lowers as he puts an arm around you picking you up. "i would offer you some ice to help your head but i don't think you need more, already got enough ice to the head" he laughs out breathily.

As you pull your self up your friend supports you with his arm, feeling a bit dizzy still Ethos pulls you in to Scars cookie shop sitting you down to rest for a moment. "thanks Etho" you look at him with a smile and he returns one right away.

"Anytime, So Y/n what ya doing out shopping so late?" Etho responds in his quiet sweet deep voice.

"Well I'm going on a trip soon to some other servers to go scouring for some gifts for everyone I know its still quite early but I'm always rushing and I'm not to good at keeping up with getting all the gifts, I came to grab some elytra's". you respond with a embarrassed tone.

"ah I see well are you feeling alright now?"

"oh yeah, don't worry ill live"

Etho stand up and quickly grabs a cookie from Scars shop counter leaving him some cash and bringing it back over to you, your eyes question him at why he bought you one, Scars shop is fairly new and you haven't had the time to check out and support you good friends business so unbeknownst to you you didn't know the spell put on the tasty cookies.

"Oh, thank you Etho" you say to him as he hands you a cookie, slowly you take a bite out of the cookie as you close your eyes, soft and chewy and... huh? opening your eyes you see yourself teleported right Infront of Etho, of course embarrassed you go to get of of him but his hand pulls you in stroking your cheek.

"Y/n" he looks at you with loving eyes, pulling down his mask he looks at you again, "may i kiss you?" your heart strings pull tight and you feel as if the air has been knocked out of your lungs, looking as his face you stare in shock, Etho and yourself have known each other for years now he has been there and been by your side.

It was him all along, you and him. he watched over you taking care of you and being your best friend, you and him all along.

your face warms up as he awaits you answer and finally you speak up. "yes" you say to him, his face leans in and his lips are warm its only a peck and it only lasts a few moments but its full, full of love.

"That is one gift off your list" he smile holding you "may i take you home lovely?" he looks at you with a smirk pulling his mask up again, without responding you grab his hand and walk out of the shop, as the two of you walk past the spot of ice you tripped on he looks over at it and speaks up.

"What, lovely weather"

A/n-sorry it took so long hope ya can forgive me 🪓💕

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Muriel x GN!MC | CW: none

It's My Turn!

You had never seen Inanna act out before. But when you forget to do a beloved activity that brings you both together, you find Muriel pushed off to the floor and the defiant wolf in his place in the tiny floor mattress you three share

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Last night was the most fun you've ever had.

You and Muriel stumble through the front door of his hut. Your arm is slinged around his neck as he supports your weight with his.

You remember his laughs tickling your neck while you defend your sobriety with words slurring every other word.

Muriel carried on into the house, unconvinced.

"Hm, one thing's for sure," his careful whisper is loud in your ear, "Julian is formidable drinker."

The words summon a wave of nausea. You recall the dare. The excitement when you sat down. The regret when Julian swigged his tenth drink with ease. The relief when that man finally slumped against the table an hour later.

"Ugh." is all you manage to say.

You won. But at what cost?

Muriel shakes his head with a laugh. With his forehead against yours, it feels more like a nuzzle. You lean into his touch. His warmth is a balm to your aching head.

"Here, let's get you to bed soon."

Then, he snaps his thumbs. The fireplace fwooms to life. Its warm glow is kind to your eyes. You can see everything once again. Including the shadow stretching out to your feet. There's a sillhouette of one menacing wolf blocking the front of the fireplace, but you can only see the glow of her golden eyes through her shadow-veiled face.

She lowers her head. Is she.. glaring at you? Though she's shorter than both of you, you get the feeling that her golden eyes are staring you down.

"Whorf."

"Out with friends." Muriel says, "Why?"

Inanna lets out a snort that puffs in her chest. Her gaze moves from Muriel to you. She is unimpressed.

Muriel moves to the bed. He is gentle to lower you to the mattress on the floor. You can't help the sigh of relief at the moment your bum touches the mattress. Its softness invites your bones to relax. And you do. A happy hum falls from your lips as you lie down and sink into it. Finally, you can rest.

"Oh."

The crackling of the fireplace quiets your mind. You hear the chirping of crickets. A hoot of an owl. The hushed conversation between Muriel and Inanna. Your eyes begin to grow heavy as the forest's orchestra lulls you to sleep.

"She must've forgot." Muriel says, his volume lowered just enough that you can barely hear, "I'm sure she didn't mean it."

A whine. And stomp of a paw. Your eyes have fallen shut. Your mind is falling away into the depths of slumber.

"Awwour...."

A silent beat passes.

"Then, tell her in the morning." Muriel says, his tone is kind, "I'm sure she'll tell you why."

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My mind stirs to the sound of soft snores and chirping birds.

Where am I? I make a move to toss and turn when the ache in my muscles pinch me awake.

'Ow.'

What the hell? I let out a frustrated sigh.

I just want to go back to sleep. Instead, I force my eyes open to see what the problem is.

The room is dark. The dying embers in the hearth tell me that the flames must have died sometime in the night. I'm on the hard, cold floor.

I deadpan at myself. Well, no wonder why my body is aching.

I move to open my mouth, but a putrid smell attacks my nose. Eugh. I move my hand to smell my breath against it. Meat... Sugar... Alcohol? Had I been drinking?

A furry sillhouette lies on the bed, chest heaving up and down in slow rhythm. It's Inanna. But something is different.

She's sleeping on the side of the bed closest to the floor, which is my side. That's strange. She usually hogs the whole bed by sleeping in the middle.

I peer up to see the rest of the bed behind her sleeping figure.

Everything stops when my eyes catch a glimpse of you. You stir from sleep and turn to face my side of the bed.

Your hair is as disheveled as a rat's nest. Your chest heaves and sinks as you remain in a dreamful sleep.

My heart softens at your adorable face. How cute. You look so calm. So... content. I catch your irises shifting udner your eyelids. And you sigh. I wonder what you're dreaming about?

Then, with eyes still closed, your arm reaches out before you. You hand finds its way to Inanna's fur, and your head follows its lead as your fingers burrow in her fluffiness. Then you bury your head in her fur. You take a deep inhale, and deflate with a contented sigh.

"Muri, Honey." you croak into her fur, "What time is it?"

My mouth twists with a laugh building in my throat, but I bite it back.

Oh well. So much for a blissful morning.

Inanna gets up, without any care that your limpy body plops back into the bed, face first.

An exhale escapes my nose as I smile. You must be so tired after last night.

Inanna inches towards your face and snorts a strong exhale into your face, sending your tiny hairs flying.

"Haawr." She huffs again.

(Wake up time.)

You jolt up. Your bleary eyes adjust to the dark room for a beat. I have to chew my bottom lip as I watch you peer up and look about the room. Its no different than watching a lost scraggly kitten looking for its mother.

"Oh, hi Inanna." You lie back down next to her, "Sorry I thought you were Muriel."

"Hmmff!" Inanna makes a show of turning her back to you.

(Always Muriel!)

I deadpan at her. What does she mean by that?

I lie back down and pretend I'm asleep. There's no way I'm getting caught in that.

But I keep my face hidden away, just enough to watch things unfold.

"Aw, what's wrong, my darling? What's got you in a bad mood today?"

Tiny gusts of wind blows over to my skin as something swishes against the mattress. I smile.

'Darling'. Even if she's mad at you, you always somehow get her tail wagging.

Inanna lets out a yowling yawn. Then snorts again. She lets out a chesty, sniffling exhale. As if she were about to cry.

"Hhmf."

(Nothing. It's not like you forgot anything.)

"Hm? Oh Nana. So upset."

You move in closer, even as she inches away from you, and you catch her in a comforting embrace.

"What's wrong, my baby girl? What's got my baby so upset?"

Her tail wags speed up. Is she... Does she like being called that?

I squeeze further into my hiding spot. I feel like I'm a part of a conversation I shouldn't be hearing. Still...

I clamp my hand over my smile. I'm definitely teasing her about this later.

Inanna lets out another crying snort.

(Always with Muriel!)

She snorts again. Then licks her nose.

(Never my turn.)

I deadpan at her direction. What's that supposed to mean?

Then, I hear you gasp.

"Oh! Nana." you soften at her. You bury yourself deeper into her fur.

"I'm sorry, baby. I forgot your story time."

"Awrf."

(That's right.)

"And your mad at me because I forgot, when I promised you I would, huh."

Inanna sniffles. But her tail wags faster.

(Ywes. You pwomised.)

She lets out a big snort again. Then turns to you, her brows pushed together in her glare at you.

(BUT YOU FORGOT!)

"Harmf."

(Now I'm angy. No talk.)

"Aww I'm so sorry. I actually was going to read to you last night. I was going to wake up after a short nap. But I guess it really got to me. Sorry, Nana."

"Hmff!!"

She inches away again.

"I know, that's my fault."

You both are silent for a moment.

Or so I thought. I crane my neck to catch a glimpse of you, and I see the devious smile growing on your lips as a plan forms in your mind.

"Okay, Nana, how bout this?" you say, "What if you have me the whole day?"

Inanna snorts.

(Not listening.)

"It's my fault for forgetting. So what if I take the day off and we go to the market together?"

Her ear swivels to you, but she remains resolute in "not listening".

"Theeen~" your words take on a sing-sing tone, "We can buy that bear broth crisps that I know you've been keeping your eye on."

Then, her tail starts wagging.

"Aaand, we can go to that doggy day care spa that just opened in the other district--

Her tail limps.

"So that we can go back home and I can give us both a home spa after a round of hunting."

Her tail wags come back with a vengeance, beating again the mattress like a drum. Her body twists into a cresent shape, her head craning so far back that her golden, eager eyes are behold you in excited anticipation.

"We will also be hunting squirels."

Her tail is wagging so fast she's kicking up the floor dust as everytime it beats against the bed.

She snorts.

(And?)

"I'll cook us dinner."

Inanna leans forward with anticipation.

"It'll be roasted rabbit with that sweet potato puree you like."

The two black pools that make up her irises swell and glitter at you with affection. Then, out if nowhere, she stops. Her wagging tail halts mid-air and her breathing freezes.

She's waiting for you. Waiting for one last thing before going in for the final pounce.

I catch you bite your lip. There's a smile trying to break through your expression. As if opening your mouth would release the laugh in your throat and betray the poker face you've maintained thus far.

And it does.

"A-And!!" you clear out the laugh in your throat,

"I'll read you a bedtime story."

"RWAFF RWAFF!"

(YAYYYYY!!)

I smile at the sound. For a moment, you brought out the happy, bright pup that she used to be many years ago.

I had no idea she enjoyed being pampered this much. Maybe I should've been more affectionate with her, too.

You really have a way of bringing out the best in people.

She slams her big fluffy frame against you. No matter how careful she is about it, it send you both tumbling. The laugh you've been stifling breaks through. You're giggling as her big fluffy butt wiggles against you and she covers your face in slobbery kisses.

Sometimes Inanna forgets that she's not a pup anymore. She tries to fit her whole massive frame in your embrace. You wheeze when the full force of her hind legs rests on your ribs. Ouch.

I open my mouth to tell her off, but you return her affections with your arms around her in a tight embrace, inching your body to the side so she doesn't crush you completely. You rub her back affectionately

"I love you, Nana." you mumble into her fur, "I'm really sorry. I never want you to feel neglected."

You pull back to give her a warm smile. But with the previous night of carousing and drinking, it comes off as more tired than you'd like.

Inanna whines and her ears droop at you, sensing this as well.

(I-its okay. I was just kidding)

She regards you with big, sad eyes. A mix of worry and guilt shining in them.

(I don't really need all that. I'm okay if you just want to rest together today. That's all I konda want, y'know?)

You snort, amused at her expressions.

"I know. I'm sorry again, Nana."

You reach out and wrap her in your arms once more.

"We're gonna have the best day today, I promise."

Inanna stiffens. Her golden eyes dart around, a little lost with your response, before the deflated in defeat. That's not what she meant.

My heart breaks for her a little. She forgot that you can't actually hear her.

"Oo, y'know if Muriel's already out, then maybe we can go to my place and freshen up there. And then we can have a nice breakfast before we head to the market, yeah?"

And just like that, her worries melt away and her tail is wagging again. As you lay out your plans, she peers up at you with patient, loving eyes.

I sigh in relief. Looks like the worst part if over.

"Okay, wanna go now? Maybe if we have enough time for today, we can soak in the hot springs--"

The bed shifts. I'm caught off guard when your head juts forward and you catch my eyes open before I get to close them shut.

"M-Muriel?! Have you been there this whole time?"

"...No."

I peek through my closed eyes. And you're in full view of me, staring me down with your hands on your hips.

"Muriel..."

"Mmmff." I turn away from your pointed gaze.

"Not my fault I ended up here." I mumble, "And you guys were arguing so..."

"Well yeah." you say in a softer voice than I did. I almost couldn't make it out if I didn't read your lips, a skill I learned sometime ago because I couldn't hear someone sometimes.

.... Just like what I'm doing now.

A small heat burns my cheeks. Gods, you're so...

If this morning was different--

"And Inanna."

She flinches at her name. Her head droops in apology as she avoids your gaze too.

"Did you... push him out of bed?"

Inanna shakes her head.

You stare her down, unconvinced.

Then she nods. And deflates in further guilt.

You sigh. "Geez guys, what am I going to do with you both?"

Just as Inanna thinks it's all over, you shake your head with a chuckle and beckon her to follow you.

"Alright, come on, Nana. Let's go. We gotta add a new bed to the list too."

"W-What?!"

"Yes." You deadpan at me, "No more having difficulty sleeping or being forced to sleep on the floor, okay?"

"But--"

"Nuh uh. I'm not hearing any of it." You say, "Let's go, Nana. We got a lot to do today!"

And just like that, you're out through the front door, waiting for Nana to finish up before you both leave for the day.

Inanna needs no time to get ready. But I follow her to the front door to send her off.

"Gods..." I sigh. I scratch the back of my head.

"I should really lay her back for everything at this point."

"Whorf." Inanna looks up at me.

(Sorry. For kicking you off.)

"Hm." I chuckle, "Maybe... It wouldn't be so bad to be able to fit all of us into bed."

Inanna continues to stare at me, guilt behind the big, sad golden orbs of hers.

I guess that's not what she meant.

But I have an idea of what she might mean.

I pet her fluffy head without a hint of spite or resentment. After all, it's always more than that. I don't think I want to be mad at her for something like this.

"It's alright, Nana. Really" I say, "You go have fun, okay?"

It is a joy to see her ears perk up and her mouth in an open smile. There's a spark in her eyes that hadn't been there in a long time since I first met her.

I smile back at that warmth.

"Rawrf!"

(Okay!)

And just like that, she's off. Running to your side as you both walk and talk. Your silhouettes grow small with the distance as you both are on your way back to the shop.

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Best way I’ve thought to describe Muriel is “guy you’re friends with/dating that your parents aren’t a fan of but your grandma absolutely loves him”

[dvskf4llz]

HIYYYAAAA DUSK IT'S CLOUDY HERE!!!! I've missed ya! I hope you're doing alright and remember, you don't need to be constantly writing oneshots so that you can post them! Take as much time as you need <3

Anyways! Could I request some Valentines HCs with some of the Hermits? Maybe Ren, Xisuma and Grian again? Or just any Hermits you want and can do! :D

I do apologize for asking for so many Hermits last time- you are allowed to do as many Hermits as you want <3

Much love and always take care of yourself! <3 -☁️ anon

Hiii cloudy!! And hello to everyone else aswell!! I'm actually back this time I swear- I do apologize for not following the uploading schedule I promised, I just didn't feel motivated enough to write anything but now I do!

So have some Valentines HCs! <3

Valentines with the Hermits HCs

𝓜𝓾𝓵𝓽𝓲𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓼 (𝓢𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭) 𝔁 𝓖𝓝!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

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This oneshot contains: A bunch of corny stuff, fluff, kissing, slight suggestiveness (?), cuddling, fluff and overall just some wholesomeness <3

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GoodTimesWithScar

- With Scar, he either tends to forget about Valentines or he does remember Valentines

- This year, he remembered. By the time you were awake, you bet he made you your favorite breakfast. He had woken up a few hours before you did just to do that for you for Valentines, not that he doesn't sometimes do that on regular days aswell

- Scar's the type of guy to prefer more simple stuff, he wouldn't go all out on Valentines but he would still do his best to make it special.

- He'd get you your favorite chocolates and just a simple Valentines card he made for you, the card had a very sweet paragraph that explained how much Scar loved you

- If you wanted to go out on a date, Scar would surprise you with a simple yet cute picnic date on a spot he figured you liked. He had also picked up some flowers to give to you, the flowers just so happened to be your favorites aswell!

- If you wanted to just stay at home, Scar wouldn't mind at all. He'd still get you flowers though, he couldn't just not get you anything for Valentines. For the rest of the day, you two just mostly spent time together in bed cuddling.

Docm77

- When I say this man will spoil you, he will go ALL out.

- You would wake up to a whole feast of all the different foods you like, it was practically enough to be considered as three meals.

- He'd definitely also have made a whole build just for you, most likely a huge build of a teddy bear that held a heart that had the words: "I love you!"

- You think that's all Doc got you? Oh hell no. He got you a whole bouquet of flowers, your favorite chocolates, a small version of the teddy bear he made but it's actually a stuffed teddy bear and much more.

- This man takes Valentines as an excuse to spoil you even more than he usually does, but he still makes sure tone it down a bit if you tell him it's too much already

- If you were fine with going out on a date outside, you bet Doc would bring you to a place you've always wanted to go to or would you bring you to a fancy restaurant

- If you just wanted to stay at home, Doc would try to persuade you first but would soon give up as he respected your decision. That didn't mean though that he wasn't going to still try his best to spoil you, but at the end of the day you both just cuddled together in bed after a long day of Doc spoiling you <3

Rendog

- Ren would be a mix of both Scar and Doc honestly, he'd try his best to make Valentines both extravagant while still trying to make it simple enough to your liking

- Just like Scar, Ren would wake up earlier to make you your favorite food for breakfast. He'd try to make a cute little design with the food, but would fail a bit but it's not like you minded.

- Like Doc, Ren would also spoil you with gifts such as, your favorite flowers, favorite chocolates, a stuffed animal that just so happened to be your favorite animal and a lot more things

- Ren wouldn't mind at all whether or not you wanted to go out or just stay at home, he respects your decisions.

- If you wanted to go out, Ren would be all for it. He'd take you out on a nice dinner date at a place where it just has the most wonderful view. And of course, the food was but your favorite.

- If you wanted to just stay at home, Ren would be fine with that too! He'd happily bring you to you two's shared bed and cuddle you the whole time, he would also definitely be all up for just a simple conversation. He loves you and will always respect what you want <3

Bdubs

- This man will not let you get out of bed, like at ALL.

- As soon as you woke up and tried to stand up, Bdubs was there to stop you by pouncing onto you with his full body. You may or may not have hit your head as this happened, which Bdubs apologized profusely for and made it up with kisses

- After that happened, he still would not let you get up. He was not going to budge, not even if you give him puppy eyes or try to persuade him with.. Ways...

- You wanna eat? Bdubs will bring a bed tray with your favorite food, it also had some of your favorite flowers in a vase as it was one of Bdubs' gifts for you today.

- You wanna go out? Too bad, Bdubs will stay laying ontop of you so that you can't move. You don't exactly have a choice since Bdubs was ontop of you, so you just had to give in.

- You wanna have a date? Consider a bed date that's filled with cuddling and kisses, probably some other things aswell but we'll not get on that subject yet

- Where's your gifts? Don't worry, Bdubs would hand you all the gifts he got for you for Valentines. It consisted a bunch of your favorite stuff, he even went out of his way to learn how to create an origami version of your favorite animal!

- You two ended the day with cuddling of course, it's just a necessary to do every night!

Grian

- Grian doesn't try to go too eccentric on Valentines, but you bet he's not going to stop his mischievous nature.

- You two would be doing something sweet as making Valentines cookies, which would end up getting a bunch of flour on the kitchen and on both you and Grian. Both of you would be giggling your butts off as an accidental flour spill on Grian turned into a whole flour war, it looked liked winter in the Kitchen afterwards. You both agreed to just leave it for tomorrow as you both continued on with Valentines!

- Grian probably would prefer to just stay at home, but he wouldn't mind taking you out on a cute date. Maybe a stroll around the server, holding hands and happily talking while the other listens

- Meanwhile if you didn't mind also staying at home, then you bet you both would be playing with Maui and Pearl. You two would be sitting down on the ground as both cats got equal attention from the both of you, both you and Grian definitely would end up having to chase after the cats soon enough

- If you wanted to just sit down and chat with Grian, he'd be good with that! He'd willingly listen to you talk with admiration in his eyes, he just loves you so much ahhsbshdhb

- By the end of the day, Grian would have his wings wrapped around you while you two cuddled on the couch with both Maui and Pearl on both of your guys' laps. Just a sweet wholesome moment <3

Xisuma

- While yes, Xisuma does remember about Valentines. He struggles to find enough time to spend time with you on this day of love, he would feel so bad because he couldn't spend all that much time with you. He would apologize profusely everytime he would have to get pulled into something important, you of course would re-assure him to calm him down.

- Xisuma would always be trying to make it quick so that he can spend time with you, he would also make sure to grab you some gifts when he just so happens to pass by a store that had some things you liked

- Once Xisuma finally had the chance to spend time with you, he would rush home as fast as he could. He would be at the door with him panting like crazy as he ran as fast as he could back home, he could've flown back home with his elytra but he kind of forgot about that..

- After catching his breath, he'd give you the gifts he got for you looking slightly bashful. You were surprised to say the least, but you weren't ungrateful. Xisuma was definitely getting some sweet kisses, and a lot of them.

- If you told Xisuma you wanted to go out on a date, he'd bring you out to a slightly high hill and would sit down with you to watch the sunset. After, you both would then stargaze in peace, chatting from time to time as you both started up at the sky. Xisuma would definitely start naming different stars off of you, even using some of your nicknames just to be a bit funny

- If you wanted to stay in though, Xisuma was fine with that! You both would do some sweet yet simple couple stuff like learning how to do different things, Xisuma would definitely try to teach you how to play the guitar.

- And of course, ending the day with cuddles and sweet kisses in bed. Xisuma would have his armour off so that you could actually feel the warmth from his body and just actually feel his touch from his skin, overall it was just a sweet and simple day <3

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You reached the end, congrats! :D

I'm a little late to post this but I still got it! I hope you all enjoyed it, I do want to thank rubi for helping me get this ideas so shoutout to them!

Oh and, if you're wondering what you got for the Hermits.. That's up to your imagination ;) (Go wild.)

Anyways, have a good day/night! Always take care of yourself lovelies! Get all the rest you need and don't feel pressured to do anything! Love you all! /p <3

[thekitchenywitch]

Short HC about how their hands feel

(Please keep in mind I am a minor, I am aware there is opportunities for the comments under this to be explicit. Because of that I would like to remind everyone that this fandom does include minors and needs to react accordingly)

Muriel: warm. all the time. Could have just come in from freezing fucking cold and this man’s hands are still. Fucking. Toasty. They are definitely rough and calloused but not cracked. Sort of like a wooden type feel.

Asra: cold. I know there are gonna be people to disagree with me and say they’re warm. But no. His hands are cold and he knows it. Sometimes when you’re sleeping, nice and warm and cozy, they put their hands right or your back and laugh when complain asking you to warm them up.

Nadia: smooth. So, so smooth and soft. Loves to run her hands up and down your arms while she talks with someone else. Honestly it’s just become a subconscious habit she has.

Julian: Long skinny fingers that are cold but not to the point it’s uncomfortable, just enough that you know it’s colder than yours. Likes to fight with your hands when he’s able. Especially when cuddling and half asleep.

Portia: again really warm and soft hand, but her fingers are much shorter than her brothers, plenty of small burn scars from learning to bake. Always uses them to cup your face when she kisses you.