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idkfitememate · 1 year ago

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A Boar? In This Economy? Pt. 1

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૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : GN!Boar Reader x Genshin World

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 922

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : Crack, fluff, found family

So, SAGAU right? Imposter ver specifically, right? Alllll of Teyvat has been ruled by some asshole who claims to be the creator, right?

Welp.

It’s time for you to get your ass isekai’d!

One problem though….

Instead of getting your phone, or having all the elements under your belt, or anything else…

You’re a boar.

Not like a “BiG tUsK sPeCiAl PaTtErN” boar.

Just a boar you can find in the starting areas of Mondstadt that just so happens to have golden blood.

Fun.

Hell, when you first woke up, you were confused on why you were short. And why you were in fours. And hairy. And why your mouth felt so damn heavy. And dragging yourself to a small pound, you figured out why.

Shaggy brown hair and small beady black eyes staring back at you. Large, off white tusks block your forward vision so you move to the side in order to see yourself better. Designs in a darker brown line your fur, a small tail flailing in the wind.

And that is how you spent your first few months in Genshin Impact.

A simple boar trying their damnest to not die.

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🍡🍪🍬୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

Apparently spending time by yourself makes the human mind bored (pun intended).

So.

You decided to build a boar friendly base in the trees.

You noted that all mobs weren’t hostile to you, most likely due to your god status. That and Teyvat was willing to literally bend itself backwards in order to ensure your survival. Making sure only the freshest of fruits fell to your feet, ensuring that the waters were calm when you wanted to swim, and that the winds would gently blow you off, making your fur all fluffy, so on and so forth.

It was especially nice when a hunter had their sights set on you, only for a pack of hilichurl to appear and slaughter the man, the ground swallowing him up.

Now, the first few times it was fucking horrifying, but then you kinda realized you they didn’t do that, you’d be super dead right now, so you pushed an apple over in thanks and took all the headpats you could get from the group.

Anyway, back to the main topic.

You got bored (pun intended again) of living on the ground where anyone could find you and kill you, and that was no fun! So you found a nice mountain side (since you didn’t have a map, you couldn’t say right off the top of your head where you were but you knew full well it was by Dragonspine. Gods you were so cold… but I’d be worth it!-) with a nice forest next to it, and began building.

With the help of nearby mita and lawachurls and - of course - Teyvat itself, you carved into the side of the mountain, creating a cave system that only a being as short as you could traverse. Then, you connected them to a large treehouse system and continued to work on said treehouse system. Someone would have to be focusing damn hard and not fighting the actual army of churls and slimes and other beasts that made their way to stay beneath your home to actually see… well your home.

And up you went.

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🎂🍰🍩୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

More months had passed, and confirmed many things for you.

A. The true “Imposter” had came here long before you.

B. They very weren’t a boar.

C. You did have a human form, but your “Creator” form had a boar as a symbolic animal.

Which, while initially was a little insulting, you came to (reluctantly) agree that, yeah. That was unfortunately pretty accurate.

You could be a bit sloppy at times, keeping a good appearance wasn’t at the absolute top of your list, as well as eating well… or drinking, but still!

You continued your now lavish boar life in the trees and caves, no longer bored (I’m not sorry for reusing this pun.).

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🍫🍦🍭୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

You had been in Teyvat for… a year now? No one suspected a boar of being the true creator, everyone was still being treated like shit by the “creator” and you were still tucked away in your little forest/cave structure home.

You got a little curious, and well?

You found that you could - in fact - do something cool!

You could control the elements! Outside of Teyvat just doing things that were in your best interests. You could grow vines! And spit fire! And burp lightning and squeal hard and loud enough that it created a whirlwind!

You could part the seas like Moses!

…

Anyway-

You may have gotten a bit carried away, feeling secure in where you were. So you let the churls braid some parts of your fur, and paint it… and they gave you a mask.

And you’d chase seelies. And rest with slimes.

And just do a lot of shit that most boars definitely couldn’t, wouldn’t and didn’t do.

And unfortunately, one night when you were doing a fire dance with one of your favorite hilichurl camps. (They were the ones to kill that first hunter. They also gave you your first mask and paint job).

Completely enveloped in the current happenstance, while you breathed large balls of fire into the night that somehow didn’t injure a single being nor set a single tree alight…

You missed the boy who believed he was a wolf watching from the shadows.

…Oops?

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : I’m shocked people actually like this thingy lol. Part 2 is on the way! As a treat, I fixed up some typos and fixed some grammar mistakes!

Have a good day/night dears! <3 ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

P. S. Now I made a tag as well!

#genshin impact sagau #sagau x reader #sagau #x reader #x gn reader #gn y/n #yandere x reader #yandere x you #Boar!Creator

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r0-boat · 8 months ago

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Please give von lycaon x pregnant reader I really want to see this wolf gentleman absolutely spoiling reader non stop as I’m totally seeing his tail wags as he gently caress reader stomach as I’m totally seeing him growling and very protective over reader too headcanons please gosh I wish he was my butler so bad

Oh my God I love this!

Von Lycaon as the father of your kids

Von lycaon x pregnant!gnreader (+more)

Cw: pregnancy, children, one moment of labor (Don't worry it's not in-depth or anything)

He tries to control himself so he is not growling or gnashing his teeth at people like some street hound. But That doesn't mean he doesn't get super tense when someone as much as brushes against you. He did grow once when a not-so friendly person tried to hurt you, He did not feel bad when he kicked the shit out of them.

Most of the time he's genuinely protecting you against yourself. Most of the time, it is just mundane things. Picking up Sharp objects, even knives in the kitchen, or getting on ladders when he warns you that you could fall, if you are a hollow raider, That is simply out of the question, He will not even let you consider going near hollows. He reminds you multiple times that he will gladly do anything for you so you don't have to lift a finger for nine months, though you still try to do stuff on your own, much to his dislike.

A part of him wants to be home taking care of you, holding you close, cuddling up to you, feeling this pops in your stomach after he brewed you a nice cup of tea and feeding you a plate of whatever concoction you are craving this time. Another part of him screams at him to provide, Go and work extra hard, bring back money and food, and provide for pregnant mate.

When he is home, he does not leave your side; He is practically attached to your hip, following you at a very short distance; he is your shadow. When you try to do anything, he takes over immediately. And I mean anything. You're trying to wash dishes? "Here, dear, let me take over. You try to reach for something on the top shelf? "Let me get that for you, love." Trying to get your shoes on, "Ah, here, sweetheart, sit down And give me your foot." It gets worse with each month.

As soon as Lycaon comes home, he instantly rushes to your side, a hand lovingly around you, another hand on your stomach, asking you how your day went.

About 7 to 9 months in, he'll start talking to the baby in your tummy; someone probably told him that the fetus can hear sounds, or it's beneficial. So he thought he could have His child get used to him. It's cute watching him nervously form his words, as his tail wags. He will literally introduce himself very formally as head Butler of Victoria housekeeping and father, and then Tell them how much He loves them and wants them to be strong and healthy and can't wait to meet them, can't wait to hold them.

Baby showers, and gender reveals. Perfectly planned events lovingly hosted by Victoria Housekeeping. Nice and formal for their aesthetic yet still casual for their friends.

In the delivery room, Lycaon keeps his cool. He knows that no matter how much he's afraid, It is important to stay calm because he wants you to know that everything's okay. After everything, he admits that it was the scariest moment of his life.

Lycaon holding his child for the first time in his arms, he relaxes it's as almost as if the world stops, and it's only the three of you. He's holding his baby. They are smiling at him, and you are smiling, and he is too tired and weary.

Lycaon takes his role as a father extremely seriously, As seriously as his butler duties at Victoria housekeeping. It was a hard decision to go on parental leave for a while, but he knew everyone was in good hands. You and his baby need him. He was not going to let you do anything after giving birth. As long as he is here, he swears That you'll never be woken up by your child's cries, that you won't have to worry about a dirty diaper as long as he's around, and for until you recover all you need to worry about is resting. He tries to hold on to the burdens as much as possible, but when he sees you have your child, feed it, or play with it, his heart swells with so much love.

Lycaon, I see as a very loving and sometimes strict father; he is a stickler when it comes to rules. But but he doesn't mind bending them when the situation calls for it. He loves schedules, But he knows that children don't always stick to the schedules; sometimes, his head butler role bleeds into his fatherly one. He wants his children to grow up knowing that they could do an achieve anything They set their mind too. And he wants his children to know that they are smart and talented at anything they try to achieve,and no matter what there is always room for growth.

After birth, you are still the apple of his eye, probably even more so. With his baby in his arms, He holds you close and kisses you, nuzzles against your face, and asks you if there's anything you need. Every now and then, he comes into the room to check up on you wherever you are, whatever he's doing. He has you on his mind 24/7.

Before this, He always thought he wanted one kid; now, he might consider another one. But he knows that as the person who gives birth, your opinion matters more than his.

#von lycaon #lycaon zzz #lycaon x reader #zzzero #zenless zone zero #zzz #zzz lycaon #zzz von lycaon #zzzero lycaon x reader #pregnancy #zenless zone zero lycaon #hoyoverse

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smuthospital · 1 year ago

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⭐️Yandere Gym Buddy⭐️

Premise: You made a new friend at the gym, and he is determined to make sure you get a good pump.

Warning: Non-con, fem reader

Minors DNI

Working out with you is almost too much. You're cute, smaller body is too much. The way you look up at him and thank him when he takes the weight off you when you push your body to failure. The way you whimper when you can't do one more rep. He first saw you looking at a machine for biceps and you seemed ok, but your form could be a bit better so he decided he'd help you by correcting it.

The next time he saw you, you were trying a bicep workout, but you were lifting too heavy and it was messing up your form. Proper form is essential to any excersize and without it, you could risk pulling a muscle. He couldnt just stand by and let you do that so he became your gym buddy whenever he spotted you.

You always look so nervous when he talks to you. You can't even maintain eye contact, but when you do, you look up at him and smile sheepishly. It warms his heart. You thanked him for helping you with your workout and walked on your mary way.

He smiled and continued on with his until he saw you patiently waiting for him to finish his set from the corner of his eye. You're blushing all cute and averting eyes again. He takes out his earbud and looks over at you. "I-I feel like I didn't properly thank you before so thank you again. I really appreciate your help," You say, becoming cherry red by the end.

He wants to just pick you up and take you home. You're like a cute little bunny. He's a respectful guy so he's only ever looked at your body in the places he needs to for your form, but he'd be lying if he said they never drifted to other places. From your sweet-looking neck to the curve of your back, all the way down to your cute butt.

The way your workout clothes fit your body so tight in all the right places. He wonders if you want the attention. When you wear crop tops...or when he's lucky and you wear your super short shorts. The ones that barely cover your...He shakes his head. He can't get hard in the gym again. "No problem. You're very polite, you know," He says. You knod your head in thanks.

You scamper off to go do cute girl things, probably. He hopes you don't have a boyfriend. Actually, theres no way you do. No man would let a girl like you out of their site. Especially in a testosterone filled gym. And talk to other guys? No way. If you had a boyfriend, your boyfriend would be fighting him right now.

If you had a boyfriend, your boyfriend would be laying on the ground, broken and defeated, bleeding from every orifice. He clenches his fists, his veins protruding. He'd lay the bastard the fuck out without a second of hesitation. No mercy and no reasoning. He finishes his workout with more vigour than usual.

The next time he spotted you at the gym, he saw some guy about to walk up to you. They're like fucking flies. This is the third one this week. He speeds up his pace and gets to you first before the fly could get its chance. The other guy turns tail immediately, confusing you because it looked like he'd wanted to talk to you.

"Hey, nice to see you again," he says, smiling that usual charming smile. 'The ladies probably go nuts for this guy,' you thought. "Nice to see you too!" Your voice is so sweet. It's like honey. He's memorized the texture of your sound. "Your arms look really good," you say, your face completely red. That came out of nowhere. He wonders how long you've been working up the courage to say that to him. He chuckles and flexes. "Thank you, I'm very proud of them."

He swears he could eat you up. Just the way you look at his body, whether it be in admiration or otherwise, it's all the same to him. "Do you want to get protein shakes after this? I can make them really tasty." You're going. Whether you like it or not.

"Oh..uhm, you don't have to! I don't know much bout protein anyway," you say nervously. Bingo. "Protein is incredibly important for helping you repair your muscles after you work hard at the gym!" He knows he's gonna convince you.

"O-oh, really? I didn't know that. If it's that important, ok then." You look off to the side, unsure about going to a mans house. He's feeling cuteness aggression. He wants to hug you and squeeze you so badly. His hands twitch, fighting the urdge to do so. He has to look away when you're doing a tough workout.

Watching sweat drip down your face is captivating. He imagines that face when he's alone in his apartment at night, his cock in hand. He just wants to lay you down on your back with him in between your legs...his thoughts wander too much. "Great, you'll love it!" He could'nt be more pleased with himself.

After you both finished, he waits for you outside the changing room. He was so giddy. He loves looking down at you..and seeing your cute little wonderous eyes looking up at him, like a confused little bunny. He takes your hand and leads you out to his car. You blush furiously at the contact. You get in the passenger seat and he drives you back to his place.

It's a really nice and expensive looking apartment building. Modern and well kept. It even has a gym inside. You wonder why he travels to yours. He takes you up to his apartment and you gasp. "It's so big!" He closes his eyes for a moment, imagining those words in a different context. "I'm excited to try the protein shake," you say, snapping him out of his fuzzy daze.

"Ah yes." He takes you over to his spottless kitchen and takes out a blender, some bananas, protein powder, peanut butter and milk. You lean over the counter to peer at what he's doing. Hes really good at making protein shakes. You wonder if he can cook aswell. You wouldn't be surprised. While you're lost in though, he has the perfect view of your cleavage. He bites his lip. Fuck. He feels his dick twitch to life.

He groans. He's been trying not to get hard this whole day. Good thing you're behind the counter. He pours the smoothies into two cups, his being larger because you dont need as much protein as he does. He manages to hide is boner well enough to make his way over to his living room with your cups.

He hands you yours after taking a seat, making sure to place a pillow in his lap. You take a sip. He loves the way your mouth opens and the way you lick your lips of the sweet drink. Fuck. He downs his and watches you. "Hey, so I wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to hang out..outside the gym again sometime?" he asks, looking hopeful.

"Oh..uh," you thought he wasn't interested in you! You were sure of it! He's too handsome for you! He's way out of your league. You've never been romanticaaly interested in him. You know your place. You just get really nervous and shy around pretty people. He's an extremely athletic man and you're a snail in comparrison! You're not even looking for a relationship right now! This is a nightmare! You just wanted to focus on yourself. That's why you started going to the gym.

Oh god, what do you do!? You stare at your drink for a while, the silence thickening by the second. "I...uh...." You want to go home and hide under your sheets. How will you ever face him again? It's over. No more gym buddy. He looks down at you, his smile and hopeful eyes fading. You... don't want him. You don't want him!? But...he's perfect for you...and you for him!

He doesn't understand why you could possibly ever not want to be with him. He wordlessly puts his cup down. You just need some convincing is all. You look up at him. He can see emotions swirling around in your eyes. He stands up to his full height, casting a shadow over you. "(Y/n),... change your mind." His tone is eerily calm.

"But...I wanna focus on.. myself-" He cuts you off. "No! I will focus on you. That's what you need. I will take care of you. I'm dedicated to you. It has to be claer by now that I want you." He takes the cup from your hands and sets it down before pulling you up by your arm and forcing you deeper into the apartment.

"Huh? What? N-no, where are we going? Stop! I wanna go home!" You cry, trying to struggle out of his grip, the grip of the arms four times the size of yours. You notice now just how big he is. Hes...massive. Taller than most men...broad shoulders, a large frame, and incredibly muscular. Your face pails. You... can't stop him. You were right to be nervous to come here!

He drags you into his room, making you sit on his bed. He doesn't open the lights, but from the moonlight shining in from the window, you can see the glinting of his hungry eyes looking down at you. His chest heaves. He feels fuzzy and lightheaded as he looks down at you...all his blood...has shot right down to his cock.

He can't think of anything but the way your thighs meet at that special crevice that he wants to explore. You're probably still sweaty from the workout... he's trembling at the thought of your soft body pressed against his toned self.

He pushes your upper body down a bit too hard and splits your legs apart, settling himself between them before leaning down. Your faces so close. You turn your face away, which just makes him get even closer to you, his nose touching your cheek, his breath fanning over you. With him in between your legs, you can feel the heat emanating from his crotch as it presses into yours. You whimper under him and he groans a bit. His cock has never been so engored before. Its unbarable.

"Please...take off your clothes...I don't want to hurt you on accident," he breathes, using all the remaining blood in his head to think straight, trying to control himself. You shake your head. "I-I can't!" Not a second after you speak, his hands grip your poor clothes and rip them to shreds like paper. He's wanted to do that to your workout clothes for a long time. They were always taunting him with the way they squeeze your ass or the way your pussy shows through the crotch area a bit when you're bent.

You suck in a breath to scream, hoping one of his neighbors would hear you, but he covers your mouth with his palm just in time, muffling your cry. "Shhh shhh... it's ok shh. I've got you," he coos, trying to calm you. Your chest heaves up and down as tears stream down your cheeks. Your face feels like its burning.

He replaces his hand with his lips and kisses you gently. You continue sobbing quietly into the kiss, not wanting any of this. He doesn't cover your mouth after he lifts his lips from yours. Hope for getting another opportunity dies within you as he stuffs your underwear into your mouth and ties it shut with the drawstring of his shorts tightly behind your head.

He kisses your cheek and stays right there for a moment, just breathing in your scent. You decide now is a good time to at least try fighting him with everything you've got. You headbutt him in the face, sending his head back a bit. He grunts in pain and looks back at you with a blaze in his eyes. A trickle of blood escapes his nose. He wipes it off with the back of his hand. He shuts his eyes for a second, trying to maintain his patience. He sighs. He's trying his hardest to be nice with you.

He places a finger on your chin, turning you to face him. When you refuse to face him and turn your head in defiance, he grips your cheeks roughly and forces you to face him. His eyes are stern. "Bunny, I don't want to hurt you." Is all he says. You dont take his threat lightly. He looks more than happy to actually hurt you. You don't believe for a second that he's being honest about not wanting to hurt you.

He lowers his shorts with his free hand, taking your silence as compliance. You see the bulge in his shorts reveal itself to be a monstrous size when free. It's..scary. It slams against your bare pussy lips. It's heavy, thick and demanding attention. It's veiny underside is burning you.

You swallow hard, trying to wiggle out from underneath it. You don't make it far trapped beneath him with nowhere to go. Your hands are free, but every time you try to do anything, he swats them away and.. after his previous threat, you don't want to know what will happen if you annoy him enough.

His hand comes down to your cunt and plays with your lower lips. He releases your face, knowing you'll behave. You writhe underneath him, pathetically kicking and pushing at his hand down there. His other hand grabs your wrist and and squeezes it and a painful grip, looking dead in your eyes as he continues to play with your cunt.

Another tear slips down your cheek. He softens his grip a bit before leaning down to kiss your tears away. Your tear-stained face, the way you whimper and your face scrunches in discomfort..is doing things to him. He's learned something new about himself just now. He wants to be inside you so bad, but he knows he'd tear you in two, even with all his precum.

Your gasp as he flicks your sensitive pearl. He can't help but chuckle. Without any warning, he slips his index finger inside your cunt and relishes in the warm wetness hugging it tightly. He just wants you wet enough to take him without too much pain. He just needs to be more patient, but... it's so hard with you making all those cute expressions.

"Pleath shtop..I..." The muffled words you were trying to produce disappear in a cloud of smoke as he curls his finger upwards into your spongy walls. Fuck. He loves when you beg him to stop. You moan so cutely. Your pussy twitches around him. He bites his lip. You're.. wet enough. It's fine, it'll fit. He can't wait anymore.

He lines his fat cock up with your cunt and slides it up and down your shimmering folds. "W-wai-" He cuts you off by sliding the head of his cock in. It's so fucking tight. He grunts and can't help but sink himself further in. He feels like he's going mad.

He bucks his hips forward, meeting resistance. Your cervix. He pushes forward still, eventually managing to bottom out, the shape of his cock making an appearance in your lower stomach. Your cunt needs to know his shape for next time. It's a good thing he stuffed your mouth because you've been screaming and crying like crazy. "I'm sorry, bunny. I didn't mean to hurt you. I got a bit ahead of myself. I'll be more gentle." He kisses your nose, his cock driving in and out slowly.

You're sopping wet now, the two of you can hear your insides gushing when he pushes in. You're so embarrassed. The pleasure is undeniable. You scratch his back as he pressed in again, his hips meeting yours snuggly. You can't hold it anymore! you let out a long whine as you cum, your walls squeezing him deliciously. He moans, driving his cock in and out, rapidly pounding your cunt into a fine paste. You come down from your high as he's still churning your insides and cry out again. You're too sensitive now!

You tap on his shoulder, but it garners no response. He lifts your legs and presses them back into your chest, getting even deeper. He's pounding into you like a wild animal. You feel the familiar knot in your lower stomach tighten. Your nails dig into his back, your eyes crossing as you come again. He grunts as you tighten around him once more.

He thrusts into you so deep that you can see the imprint of his cock in your lower stomach even more than before. Your cervix needs an ice pack. He grips your waist, emptying the largest load he's ever cum. You're so tired. He continues pumping himself into you lazily. He rests his body weight on you, squishing you and pressing his still-hard cock against your stuffed insides.

Cum leeks past his cock onto the damp bedsheets. He pants, looking down at you. "I love you (y/n)," he says with the most love struck expression you've ever seen. You look like an angel to him. All you can do is twitch and bask in the afterglow of what he did. His cock began to completely re-harden at the beautiful sight he created before him.

You're no longer gym buddies, that's for sure. Thanks to him, you might be parents. You should have just accepted his feelings when you had the chance. Now your guts are filled and you're trapped under him with your knees by your head. What a workout.

#lemon #non con #x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #dead dove do not eat #gym buddies #lovesick

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prismuffin · 11 months ago

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Some context: So part of being a part of the batfam comes with hiding emotions or masking reactions and feelings. (Cause like, you don't want someone like Joker to know you're scared or anxious).

what if the bat boys (Dick, Jason, and Tim) got hit with a spell or power on a mission that gave them animal ears and a tail. (You can decide the animals, no matter what a animals ears and tail are the biggest things that you look at to tell how the animal is feeling. Because of their movement not being a forced one, but happens naturally like breathing).

So, how would the batboys (separately) react to notice that their tails and ears aggressively give away that they have romantic feelings towards Male Reader?

Ex: Dick having German shepherd ears and tail, and every time Dick sees Reader. His tail is wagging and his ears are perked.

I feel like this would be so much chaos for them, to suddenly have something attached to them that gives away what their feeling. Cause they haven't trained to mask it yet.

Alright lemme know how I did with this kay? I think that-

Jason would have come home from a mission after being hit with a spell that gave him fox attributes. While Bruce asked Zatanna about a counter-spell Jason was stuck with the short end of the stick. It really only changed his physical form so it shouldn't be too damaging. When it comes to you I think Jason would be the type to try and ignore the fact that his feelings are so on display. When he hears your voice his ears perk up suddenly and his wagging tail swishes through the air, but he's gonna keep that same stoic look on his face. His arms are crossed and his eyebrows are furrowed and it just completely contradicts the way his tail is wagging so fast. If you comment on it he'll immediately shut you down by asking what the hell you're talking about. You tease him about it and it definitely annoys him that this is the way you recognize his feelings for you. Dick did not expect to be coming home from his previous mission with dog ears and tail but hey, life just be like that sometimes. He doesn't know what he expected to come from this spell but it definitely wasn't this. It was sort of difficult when you'd walked into the room and he'd gotten visibly excited even though he was trying to play it cool with a smirk on his face, his dumb ass tail wouldn't stop wagging. When you comment on it he gets super embarrassed especially when you hit him with the "happy to see me?" Yup he's done, he's hiding from you until Bruce can find some sort of counter-spell or something because he can't stand the thought of rejection from you. You find it cute though. Tim would seem pretty unfazed but deep down he's so embarrassed about the whole thing. He gets hit with one little spell and suddenly he has a cat's tail and even the ears to match. At least he's not meowing though. The whole thing becomes even more embarrassing when you show up and suddenly his tail won't stop swishing, though it's more from the nerves than anything. He's blushing a lot and when you comment on it and just sort of brushes it off but the whole thing really clicks for you after this entire event. He was always sort of stuttery around you but with the way his tail seemed to impulsively react to your presence pretty much confirmed your suspicions.

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katyawriteswhump · 18 days ago

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Omega Bunny Race 🐰

For @stmarchmm day 5 prompt, ‘collaring,’ (also, day 1 prompt, 'courting rituals.') and @steddiebingo fill, ‘piercings.’

Rating: E; Tags: O!Steve, A!Eddie, established steddie, cute bunny ears, angst, fluff, sort-of roleplay, sex, aftercare, heats and ruts, cuddling and snuggling; CW: brief unwanted Alpha attentions (non-steddie), rough sex, collaring, knotting, biting, likely mpreg after fic ending. Summary: ‘It’s ‘Bunny Race’ night in Hawkins, and A!Eddie has arranged to ‘hunt’ down O!Steve in the forest, for a wild night of march mating madness. WC: 3317 Read here on Ao3

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Steve arrived at the starting line at sundown and searched for Chrissy among the gaggle of excited Omegas. She spotted him first, bouncing at him and flinging her arms around his neck. “You’re here! Oh my God, oh my God!”

“Woah! Save that energy for the race, Chrissy.” He hugged her back, inhaling her marshmallow scent, which was super-sweet even among a cloud of Omega sweetness.

Nobody wore blockers for the Bunny Race.

“I’m just so excited,” she said. “And nervous! You nervous, Steve?”

“Nope.”

“Liar!”

She was totally right. Holy crap, he trembled head-to-toe for plenty of reasons other than the cool evening air, and… Whoops, her peppiness was infectious. They bounced about so crazily their bunny-ears wobbled.

“You wore your cheerleader outfit,” said Steve, once they’d calmed down slightly.

“I so did!” She twirled, showing her fluffy pom-pom bunny-tail stitched onto the back. Steve had sewn his to the back of his green gym shorts, which he wore with a vest and white sneakers that were gonna get wrecked in the mud.

“You look cute.” He almost pouted. “Why didn’t I think of that?”

“Seriously, my mom’s gonna kill me for wrecking my dress—and you look cute too.” To be fair, he knew he did. Plus, the vest was Eddie’s favorite color, a silvery-gray, and Steve had embroidered it with little sequined hearts in the shape of a grinning hare skull. “Not like we’re gonna need clothes for long tonight,” she purred. “Honestly, I can feel that spring moon pulling me into heat already.”

Steve would’ve shared how that same full moon, which shone bright in the night sky, had been causing him hot cramps and cold jitters all day. Instead, he fell quiet, as did the whole bunch of chattering Omegas.

Chief Alpha Hopper approached with the starting gun.

He stopped to talk with a couple of deputies.

Steve squirmed, glancing at Chrissy, who was fiddling with her ponytail and chewing her lip. Couldn’t Hopper see, let alone smell, how desperate they all were to get going? To release all this nervous energy in the thrill of the chase, before their heats got so bad none of them were capable of running anywhere.

“Where is Robin catching you?” Steve whispered.

“We’ve built a nest near Skull Rock.”

“That’s so cliché! Everyone will be meeting around there.”

“Your heat mushed your brain already, you ditz? We needed somewhere even Robin can’t get lost finding.”

“Oh. Yeah. Fair point.”

Eddie was ‘catching’ Steve at a nest they’d laid near Eostre’s Spring, where they might actually get some privacy. He would’ve told Chrissy about it, had not Hopper swung his attention back to the ‘bunnies.’

“Form a line,” he boomed, and, as one, the bunnies obeyed. Then, in a softer tone, “If any Omega doesn’t want to be here, or has been pressured in any way, you can stay with me. You’ll have my full protection, for as long as you need.”

A nervy shimmer passed along the row of bunnies, who glanced at one another and shuffled their feet.

“All right,” he said, after it grew clear nobody was taking up his offer. “Anyone gets properly scared, or changes their mind, you find me or one of my deputies. We’ll look after you. Now, this gun is gonna be loud, Bunnies. Get ready, set…”

He fired into the air, and the BANG was echoed by a cacophony of piercing Omega squeals. Steve ducked and covered his head. By the time he realized he was squealing along with the others, instinct had propelled him forward, stumbling at first, then speeding up.

He and Chrissy sprinted, hand-in-hand, down a gentle slope toward a dark line of trees.

“Wheeeee!” she cried, literally skipping, “this is so fun!”

“Yeah,” said Steve, “it’s about to get serious.”

“Even better!”

Hopper would be making his way to the Alphas’ starting line—which was several hundred yards from the Omegas’ start point, for obvious reasons. The Alphas would be chomping at the bit, frothing to strike down their bunnies as arranged.

Sure enough, as the Omegas entered the forest with a few already peeling off toward their trysts, there was another loud BANG.

Steve and Chrissy stopped dead—her eyes were so huge they rivalled the moon—then he pulsed her hand and tugged her on. Soon, an aggressive wall of Alpha scent billowed through the moonlit forest, ahead of the charging Alphas. Yeah, the night might be chilly, but the forest was scorching.

Steve and Chrissy now reached the spot where their paths split.

“I’m scared, Steve,” she whimpered.

He slung an arm around her, buried his nose in her hair for a final moment of comfort. “Robin will find you. Nothing to worry about.”

“I know,” she whispered and pecked his cheek. “The scariness is part of the fun. It’s just… scary! See you on the other side.”

With a little wave, she was gone. Steve hesitated a moment, the butterflies in his tummy vying with the hot, aching swirl of his rising heat.

“Move your fat ass, Harrington. Some of us got places to be.”

Tommy H barged past, his bunny-ears waggling absurdly, off to wherever Carol had arranged to catch him. Steve flipped the bird—“A-hole!”—and headed off up his chosen route.

Alone, he hurried faster and faster. He ducked low branches and leaped wandering roots. Gorse and other crap grazed his ankles, and he hardly felt it. In the distance, rumbling roars mingled with squeals and howls. Sounded like some of the Omegas had already been hunted down.

Lucky them.

Steve felt another powerful swirl in his belly, then a trickle of slick, and with it, his mind scattered. He ran on. The more exhausted he grew, the heavier his sneakers with mud, the more he craved to be pinned down and put out of his anguish.

Steve stopped so suddenly, he had to wheel his arms to keep his balance.

His nose twitched. He could smell someone, something. Close and stalking closer, and it wasn’t Eddie. This scent caught in Steve’s throat like acrid smoke.

Shiiiiit! He was genuinely being hunted!

He bolted, and it was too late. The wolf barrelled into him and slammed him up against the tree. Feral eyes glinted and fangs gleamed.

Okay, it wasn’t actually a wolf. It was that asshat Jason Carver in a dumbass wolf costume.

“Harrington?”

“Jesus, Carver! You look like Wile E. Coyote!” His voice wobbled and it should be funny but, fuck! Jason reeked of burnt dog biscuits and looked crazy-pissed. “Let me go! You touch me, Eddie… Chief Hopper will… Heeeelp!”

Jason slammed his hand over Steve’s mouth, smothering his cries. “Not interested in your slutty pussy, Harrington. I want Chrissy. I only ever want Chrissy. Thought I picked up her scent. It was you, you piece of shit.”

Despite his growing terror, Steve rolled his eyes. Obviously, he was tinged with Chrissy’s scent. That Jason couldn’t tell the two Omegas apart, underlined the truth, loud and clear:

You’re never gonna be her Alpha. You’re a bully and an idiot and a grade A douche.

Not that Jason’s obsession with Chrissy mattered right now. It was Steve he’d got trapped and going into heat, under that rising spring moon.

Oh God… Oh God!

“Seeing as you spoiled my night by matchmaking Chrissy with your nerdy friend,” snarled Jason, “I’m gonna spoil yours.” Before Steve’s terror-fogged senses could catch up, Jason fastened a collar around Steve’s neck. “See if your freak boyfriend wants you now, huh?”

He locked the horrible thing with the clunk of a padlock. Then he skimmed his finger around the rim, setting Steve’s skin crawling and his anger spiking.

“Maybe I’ll taste your pretty little neck, see how Munson likes… Oooof!”

Steve kneed him in the groin, shrieking so loud he prayed it might crack Jason’s skull. He fled, tears blinding him and nausea churning. He ran till he retched and sank down against a tree, gasping for breath. Then he hauled himself up and stumbled on.

The prospect of being chased was no fun anymore. He wanted to crumple and cry, and now he was lost. Or was he? Did he recognize that dumb rock? That tree? They all looked the same at night. Who the heck knew?

Ice crept under his skimpy clothes, and he tugged at that yucky collar. It wasn’t that tight, but it felt throttling against breaths thick with sobs, and then…

…the hairs on the back of his neck stood suddenly to attention. He twitched his nose—once, twice, three times, and the fourth time with undiluted glee.

Dark chocolate and cinnamon and midnight-shots-of-bourbon filled his nostrils.

Eddie! Thank fuck! He must be back on the right path.

With a squeal of hope, he hurried on. Moonlight shafted between the trees, lighting his path. Also, slowing his legs further, as that bitch moon and Eddie’s nearness finally pulled him fully into heat. His sticky thighs rubbed and chafed, and the pain seemed to grow loud, like a groan inside him.

“Neeeed,” he whimpered, clutching his belly. “Neeeeed!”

At last, heavy boots stomped toward him through the undergrowth, and the thrill rushed back like it’d never left.

He sprinted as if for touchdown. Up ahead, he spotted Eostre’s Spring, glistening in the moonlight. And a slew of old blankets and pre-loved clothes, which spilled from Wayne’s ex-army tent.

The nest!

Steve never made it. Eddie jumped in front of him, arms stretched wide and snarling toothily. Steve whacked into him at full pelt—Ooooof!—and they crashed onto soft fuzzy blankets laid over springy moss. Once on top, Eddie pinned Steve’s arms either side of his head and reared up, grinning in triumph.

He wore a pair of lopsided stag’s antlers, which looked way less dopey than they ought.

“Hello, little bunny.”

“Alpha!” Steve gasped, tipped his chin back, spread his legs. Uh, why did Eddie look confused?

Then majorly pissed.

Oh shit! The collar.

“WHO DID THIS?” Eddie’s furious roar terrified Steve. Instantly, the Alpha’s face softened, and he brushed Steve’s hair from his fevered brow. “Oh, Babyboy, I’m sorry. What happened?”

Eddie sat Steve in his lap and used the pin from one of his piercings to pick the lock. Steve, meanwhile, told his sorry tale.

“You whacked Carver in the happy sacks?” Eddie removed the unwanted collar and tossed it into some prickly brushwood. “Bunny got game! His rut is gonna be a world of pain. Let’s forget him, huh?”

“Yes, Alpha. I mean… Who are we talking about?”

Joking aside, Steve had pretty much forgotten already. His Alpha had caught him, the spring moon was sailing across the Milky Way. Why was Eddie’s cock jabbing beneath his slick-soaked shorts and not inside him already?

“The rest of tonight,” vowed Eddie, “you’re never gonna forget. Cute vest, by the way. The rabbit is totally metal.”

“It’s a ha—"

Eddie plunged his tongue between Steve’s parted lips.

The taste of 100% proof Alpha mixing with his own sweetness unhinged Steve. He flung his arms around Eddie’s neck, bumping and grinding against that ballooning dick. That aching emptiness was bittersweet now—the more it throbbed, the more he leaked, the more earthshattering it would be when he was finally filled.

Eddie broke the kiss. Steve whined, wanting him back. He tried to scramble his vest off and his arm got caught, and he whined again with helpless frustration. He couldn’t believe he’d worried about clothes—he only wanted to get shot of them.

“I got this, Bunny.” Eddie freed Steve’s arm and cupped Steve’s neck tenderly, as he eased Steve down onto the blankets. “Just breathe, okay?”

Steve obeyed, realizing he’d been practically hyperventilating. He moved only when urged, and Eddie’s slightest touch raised delicious goosebumps on his flesh. Eddie rolled him over to kiss his bunny-tail before removing his shorts. Naked at last, Steve waggled his butt, simply dying to present.

As he did, Eddie littered kisses down his spine then wedged a knee between Steve’s thighs, spreading him. Steve peeped back, eagerly watching Eddie release his Alpha dick.

Steve’s jaw dropped.

Eddie’s dick was long and thick with heavily pulsing veins. Eddie stroked it urgently, and… Jesus fucking Christ, was that a knot forming already? Steve hungered for it, wept and writhed for it, needed it more than life itself.

And that moon sent him totally loopy.

He jumped up and scuffed his toe in the dirt, before streaking off around the pool. “Catch me if you can, Loser!”

Eddie hooted and made chase. Which had to be hard work—what with that weight swinging between his legs, and those dumb antlers catching on the trees.

Steve made it back to the nest in perfect time for Eddie to run him down. They rolled and grappled, till Eddie roughly manoeuvred Steve onto his hands and knees. He slammed into Steve with a single, epic thrust and that thick dick bolted itself deep.

“Gotcha, Bunny Rabbit.”

Steve squealed his highest squeal yet. His arms buckled and he found himself munching the nest—actually, Eddie’s favorite scarf. After the initial lightning strike, however, any pain melted into something intense and wonderful.

“All right, Babyboy?” Eddie wrapped one arm around Steve’s waist, while stroking soothingly down Steve’s flank.

Steve spat out a mouthful of wool. “Yeah. Good.” That groaning gaping feeling was annihilated, at least. “Please, Alpha. More?”

“You’re such a perfect, squirmy little bunny.”

The praise made Steve want to weep happy tears. And Eddie rewarded him, dragging out slowly and letting the friction build against all those raw and needy nerve endings. The next plunge set Steve off purring—in harmony with Eddie’s feral grunts and growls. Then Eddie began to fuck him for real, solid and steady and kinda brutal.

Steve was gone.

His perfume exploded thickly, and he was orgasming before he knew it. His cunt squeezed madly around Eddie’s pistoning dick, which was definitely still swelling, both shaft and head. Eddie was all animal! His balls slapped heavily against Steve’s ass, and he pried Steve more impossibly wide with every thrust. Yeah, a faint thread of fear whispered, He’s gonna fuck me to pieces!

That heightened everything.

Eddie rutted so hard the earth shook. Those dumb antlers slipped sideways and crashed to the ground. Steve’s bunny-ears flopped forward over his eyes, while he pawed the blankets frantically for purchase. When he could, he pushed backward, always wanting more of Eddie’s yummy rough love, then…

“Aaaaaaooooooooooh!”

Eddie took a rain check to howl at the moon, piercing Steve’s eardrums for the umpteenth time that evening.

Fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUCK!

Then Eddie resumed the business in hand, dragging his knot up and down Steve’s already stretched-to-the-max pussy. Steve’s eyes rolled back in his head, and his purrs exploded into chirrups. Just as he feared he might genuinely burst at the seams, Eddie wedged himself deep and stopped.

The knot caught, weighty as rock, locking their bodies together.

“All right, Babyboy?”

Okay, maybe Eddie wasn’t all beast, even now.

“Mmmmmmeeeeeeurgh.” Steve’s moan sounded as feral as any of Eddie’s grunts. “N-never better.”

It was true.

His insides hugged around Eddie’s knot, which he was surely born to take. He was exhausted from coming, but nope, wasn’t gonna stop. Eddie rocked his hips, igniting tiny flares of pleasure in Steve, which pitched above their weight. Oooooh, it felt amazing! He had barely plummeted from his latest high, when Eddie lapped his tongue up Steve’s throat, hungry and grazing and…

Eeeeeeeeeeep!

Eddie’s fangs pierced Steve’s lifeblood, and that knot exploded with seed. Molten sunshine scorched into Steve’s already full-feeling belly, as his next blistering orgasm exploded.

Then faded, because, Christ, the bite did actually hurt. The suction against his throat was strange and sore. His heart thudded too hard, then skittered too fast, and his head and tummy flip-flopped in a non-fun way.

Then it was over.

Eddie gently smothered himself over Steve, a super-weighted blanket that dripped hot sweat. “You ain’t ever wriggling free. You’re mine, Omega.”

Nope. Not gonna argue.

Enveloped by his Alpha, Steve drifted. He found himself in a wonderful floaty, nurturing place, where he breathed only of dark-chocolate and cinnamon. Of Alpha sweat, and musty-sweet seed.

And, yeah, he remained totally, happily stuffed with Alpha dick.

When he opened his eyes, still floating, the moon had been replaced by a gray morning light.

He was, however, still very much in a happy place. Eddie was spooning him and…. Ooookay, Eddie was also licking his bitten throat. Which felt a little sore, but mainly itchy and wet. On top of that, he’d still gotten Eddie’s knot inside him. The aching discomfort in his overstretched pussy was offset by a warm, honeyed glow at his core.

“You awake, Babyboy?”

“Yup.” Steve sleepily noted that Eddie had covered them with blankets and shifted them under the shelter of the tent. “Uuuuh, what you doing? You’re gonna lick my ear off!”

“I’m healing you,” murmured Eddie, and Steve smiled. The saliva of a rutting Alpha could heal an Omega’s bite wound to a faint pink scar in half a day. Nature truly was wonderful. “Want your skin totally fixed, before I collar you.”

“Gimme now. Please, Alpha.” Steve rubbed himself against his Alpha’s very naked body and started up purring at the prospect. “Don’t mind a bit of soreness. I want to feeeel you. Feel I’m yours even when I have to let your knot go.”

“If you think you’re ready?”

“Like, yesterday!”

Eddie looped the collar around Steve’s neck, and Steve hummed contentedly. They’d picked it together—silver-grey, and soft as sealskin, with a cool totally-metal buckle that Eddie fashioned himself. He fastened this at Steve’s nape, away from the healing skin.

The position would also make it difficult for Steve to remove alone.

As if he was ever gonna want to.

“Okay?” prompted Eddie, notching his chin on Steve’s shoulder and sliding his arms back around him.

Steve felt the collar kissing his raw skin. “Yup. Perfect.”

“Does the knot hurt?”

“What do you not get about ‘perfect,’ dipshit?” That earned Steve a nip on his earlobe, and a throaty growl.

They remained snug in their nest till well past noon. Eddie rubbed delicious circles on Steve’s tummy, till finally the knot loosened. Even then, Steve clenched and didn’t want to let him leave.

“Don’t you fret,” husked Eddie, once they’d finally uncoupled. “I’ll be back soon, tho’… pretty sure I’ve got you with pup.”

“Oh, I know you have,” said Steve.

Shiiiiiiiit!

Somehow, he really did know, and he wanted pups, of course he did. That was one of the chief reasons they’d done Bunny Race, right? The spring moon rarely failed to deliver. Eddie yearned for it, and Steve sure as heck did, but…

…Oh my God, I’m gonna be a mommy!

He squeaked with joy and rolled over in the circle of Eddie’s arms. Eddie snuggled and petted him, and Steve lost himself in his Alpha’s adoringly possessive eyes. Then they found their antlers and bunny ears, and put them on, then swapped them over. They swapped them back, cackling like idiots, and spent the next half hour tickling each other with the bunny-tail.

Steve considered running off and making Eddie catch him again, but decided he was too achy and sore.

In the best possible way.

Eventually, one of Hopper’s deputies arrived to announce she could smell a pregnant bunny a mile off. She assured them that Carver had been arrested for unsolicited bunny stalking, and that he’d not caught any other bunnies or done any lasting damage.

She then pointed in the direction of Hawkins: “Now get the fuck to the baby clinic!”

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Thanks for reading. Likes, reblogs and comments much appreciated and will def help feed the bunnies 🐰

My omegaverse fic on AO3

#STMMM25 #stranger things march mating madness #stmmm25 #steddie #steddie omegaverse #a/b/o #omegaverse #omega steve harrington #alpha eddie munson #omegaverse steddie #steddie au #steddie smut

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ada7201 · 1 year ago

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Can you do Isagi, Reo, Rin and Sae's reaction separate from each other? The reader that they had fallen in love with has a golden retriver who's name is "Handsome". They don't know that the person that they loved had a dog. One day while they are in a park they heard the reader's voice from the far.

Y/N: Hey Handsome!

This causes them to froze and blush. They thought that the reader just called them handsome. Then they saw a golden retriver run fastly in front of them and it jumped into the reader's arms. They saw the dog's name from it's collar. They realized that the reader didn't mean to call them handsome but she is just calling her dog.

okaaaay 🤍 (๑>◡<๑) sorry if they’re short! no hcs, just the little story thing. also, i added context so it’s a bit easier to understand!

don’t forget to request any ideas you have! ♡!

“hey handsome!”

with Isagi, Reo, Rin, and Sae x reader

all seperate ( ˘ ³˘) ♡

Isagi Yoichi

(context: you were at the park at the same time)

“hey, handsome!” you call out, hands waving towards Isagi’s direction as you smiled at the man.

what?

he felt his cheeks flush at your words, and his fingers twitch slightly from the need to wave back at you.

“m-me?” he’d mumble under his breath, like you could hear it, but before he could repeat himself louder -

RUFF!

a large and soft dog ran straight past him, and towards your happy form.

“aww, you’re so handsome, handsome!” you coo at your dog, squatting down to be at eye level with the pet as he hops right onto you.

Isagi paused for a moment, body freezing as he heard you address the golden pet.

“oh,” he’d sigh, feeling slightly dejected as he slumped down. “what a shame.”

“oh, hi handsome!” your sweet voice snapped him out of his sulk session, blue eyes darting up to meet you e/c ones.

Reo Mikage

(context: he spotted you alone at a park, and was about to walk over to you)

“hi, handsome!” you cheer, smiling over to Reo.

he looked over to your figure, smirking proudly at your words. aw, you think he’s handsome? well, he thinks so too! it sounds much better coming from you, though —

BARK!

he turned around, only to be greeted by a large dog hopping right onto him and barking once again.

“ack—!” he sputters, not expecting to be run over by a dog so suddenly.

“oh, sorry Reo! handsome is a bit of a jumper.” you giggle, before whistling softly, calling handsome back to you.

wait, Reo is very confused.

“do you not think i’m handsome?” Reo asks, dumbfounded by the whole situation.

you chuckle. “of you’re your handsome, but that’s also the name of my dog, silly.”

“oh.”

Itoshi Rin

(context: you two locked eyes at the park)

“come here, handsome!” you smile, eyes locking with Rin’s as your hands reached above your head in a wave.

Rin looked over to you, teal eyes widening as he heard you. what?

did he even hear you correctly?

his cheeks shaded pink as he shifted his gaze to the floor, suddenly finding the grass of the park super fascinating.

RUFF RUFF!

Rin’s eyes caught a glimpse of a large dog, with golden fur that seemed to be brushed very well. he watched as it ran towards you, licking your hand as he arrived at your side.

“aw, you’re so sweet, handsome.” you say, voice sweet as you give your beloved pet a hug.

oh, you were talking to the dog.

your eyes shot up as you heard the sound of footsteps, eyes locking with Rin’s once again as he stood in front of you and handsome.

“can i… pet him?” he asks, rather shyly. he had to see what this dog had that he didn’t, other than a tail and fur.

“of course, handsome.” you grin.

Itoshi Sae

(context: you two were chatting at the park!)

“let’s go, handsome!” you say, smiling in the direction of Sae.

his eyes widened, looking back at you with a confused expression. let’s go? handsome? were you talking to him?

he turned backwards, teal eyes landing on a large dog which was making his way towards the two of you.

“aww, hello handsome.” you chuckle, hand reaching down to pat your pet.

oh, now it made sense, Sae thinks.

although, part of him hoped you were calling him handsome. did you even like him that way?

“well, we’re gonna go now, if that’s alright with you.” you smile softly to Sae, waving at him.

he nodded, looking back up at you.

“bye, handsome!” you say, before speeding off with your dog.

he felt himself freeze completely, eyes glued to your retreating figure.

handsome?

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prisma-palace · 1 month ago

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Mind sharing your HMSW designs with the class?/nf

HELLO!!! apologizes for the late reply i forget to check my inbox ^^ i've actually been intending to make reference sheets for em... buuuut i havent gotten around to that yet. so. heres what i got as of now!

(i'll make a big post digging more into specific details and design choices and headcanons Eventually cause i do have a lot to say. but that'll probably be included in the ref sheets when i finally make them. Unless someone asks me about specific details. Wink Wink Nudge Nudge)

mind

spider motifs!!! he has little fangs and an extra set of arms (that i keep forgetting to draw him with Oopsies). the spiderness was Unintentional at first but then i decided to just go with it and lean into it more cause i liked that idea. ill probably eventually redesign him to make him look Even More spidery but that day is not today sorry

his lower set of arms can extend/retract as he chooses. he likes to annoy heart with this. he also installed said arms himself one loop. it confused the Fuck out of heart & soul

HMS are all the same height so he wears heels to be taller cause of his Ruler-Of-Everything complex. and also i just like drawing characters with cunty ass heels

the broken side of his face is a result of the juno incident! his teeth are exposed and the big ol light on that side is his broken eyelight. its supposed to vaguely resemble a sun

also his teeth are blue. yeah

OH YEAH he also has a plug tail. it was a more recent addition so it isnt in these drawings but he does have it

heart

last two are a little old. but they show off his design so it doesnt matter

face feathers!!!!!! makes him look more creaturey :-)

the way his hair parts is supposed to be shaped like a heart

he does have a teeny feather tail but its usually covered up by clothing

his wings are purposefully messy looking, he does NAWT take care of himself. sigh. he cant really fly with them because theyre not strong enough to carry him, but he can hover/glide for short periods of time

hes SOME kind of amalgamation creature. mooostly bird, but nobody really knows exactly what he is. not even himself!

he has claws and sharp teeths hehe

he can Technically see but its VERRYYY blurry, he can only rlly see vague blobs of color. hes also super light sensitive so he wears the blindfold more out convenience than anything else ^^

hes a trans guy cuz im a trans guy and i said so Thank You

soul

right. so the problem with my soul design is that i've been meaning to redesign him for, like, a long time. However i havent actually properly fully drawn my new design for him yet! so instead enjoy what i Could find, put in order of newest to most outdated :-)

devil motifs however theyre not really fully intentional it just kinda Happened. hes not really anything specific to me, just an Unidentified Thing

neck scar. No further comment!

he has two rings on his horns, blue for mind and purple for heart

his middle horn is broken off .. :-)

claws but only on the shadowy side

if he gets particularly stressed or angry his shadow side starts to lose form and get all static-y

star shaped rip on his jeans!

also he has a star patch on his sleeve, as to match with heart and mind, who have a moon and sun patch on their knee and coat pocket respectively!

^^^ the yellow background on his patch is intentional

the eye on his shadow side is always closed. if its open thats how you KNOW you Fucked Up

whole

my whole design also has a problem but its kinda different. and its that. i dont. really. draw him often? what i Do have of him is either Old or not colored. so like. have what i do have i guess ^^

hes literally Just Some Regular Guy

his hair is a combo of HMS's: length/half-circle shape from heart, bangs from mind, ponytail + side thingies from soul

they arent rlly shown in these but he has two bracelets! one is red, purple, n blue and the other is tally hall colors

i kinda gravitate towards his name being CJ. a while ago i saw someone somewhere call him first name "Cash" last name "Something-That-Starts-With-J-I-Cant-Remember" hence the nickname CJ and its stuck with me. but also i havent thought about it all that much so Who Knows

theres a difference between him and "whole". whole is more of a Concept while hes the actual Person

on the rare occasions he manifests in headspace, HMS only see him as a shadowy figure. the closer they get to concord, the more of him gets revealed!

also. you didnt ask for her. but i wanna show her off anyway

love interest

i need to draw her properly sometime soon......

i like to think that her name is stella. as a miracle musical reference. heheh

idk shes very subject to change ill probably fuck around with her color palette sometime soon

i dont have like anything to say about her sorry. i like her. shes fun to draw

#i answer stuff #infodump #long post #chonnys charming chaos compendium #chonny jash #cj mind #cj heart #cj soul #cj whole #cj love interest #yeahhhhhh #i have Many thoughts #i like character design if it isnt obvious......

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 5 months ago

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reading update: October 2024

hello, ahoy, and welcome to my October reading recap.

I made a real effort to focus on spooOOOoooky books this month, in the name of the season; you may even recall that I started early and read some spooky stories at the tail end of September. (read Carmen Maria Machado's comic The Low, Low Woods, btw.)

I've never been great at sticking to a theme but I think it helped that what gets classified as "horror" can vary greatly, so I never really got bored of the genre. I did get disappointed more than once by how Not Spooky some of these books turned out to be, but that's a totally different question.

right at the end of the month you'll notice a couple of outliers with Caped Crusade and Luster, which happened entirely because I was out of library books and on the road for a conference, so I was reading what I could get my hands on! I've been working on rereading Caped Crusade on and off for a couple months and I bought Luster at a cool indie bookstore in the town I was visiting and then inhaled most of it on the way home.

ANYWAY. to the books!

And Then I Woke Up (Malcolm Devlin, 2022) - this is a novella with an interesting spin on the zombie story, where the "zombies" are actually people who have started suffering hallucinations that fill them with paranoia and force them see other people as monsters. so, like, there were never any REAL monsters, but a woman looked at her young son and saw him as a cannibalistic monster, so she killed him. so who's the real monster? it's very deep. this story's explanation for this is "the narrative," an idea so strong that it simply seems to take hold of anyone who's around a sufficiently charismatic ringleader who drives them to join in their delusions and kill innocents who don't share their worldview. it's not a super subtle zombie metaphor, but I guess very few zombie metaphors are. it's fine.

Through the Woods (Emily Carroll, 2014) - I truly wholeheartedly wish I had more to say about this but it's just a very charming creepy collection of comics. my favorite was the one that was the scariest, involving humans getting taken over by body-snatching worm monsters, but on the whole it was a very minor creepy factor. the art's great the whole way through.

Happy Medium (Sarah Adler, 2024) - Happy Medium is October's romance novel as picked by my patreonites, and I will admit: my hopes were not high going in. a conwoman posing as a psychic clashing with a skeptical hottie goat farmer didn't ping me as a great mix, but honestly? HONESTLY? it kind of served. there was a much more well-rounded emotional core to this book than I often encounter in my romance novels; at risk of sounding like a cornball it genuinely had a lot of heart. the conwoman is actually extremely charming, I was rooting for her in a big way, and her emotional journey goes so far beyond just falling in love with the goat farmer. I'll happily claim Happy Medium as my #1 romance of the year unless a challenger arises in the next two months, but it's not looking likely.

The Ones That Got Away (Stephen Graham Jones, 2010) - this is a collection of Graham's short stories that was published long before he became a huge name in horror with books like The Only Good Indians and My Heart Is a Chainsaw. and as much as I hate to say it, I think I personally prefer his longer form fiction. none of these short stories were bad, per se, and they're incredibly stylized and polished, but I think I like Jones' work a lot more when it has time to simmer out. I may have also been biased by the fact that I was desperately seeking something scary to read, because while Jones plays with some pretty narsty concepts, the horror tends not to hit until a last page reveal that recontextualizes everything that's come before. which is cool! but not scaring me as much as I wish it was.

The Salt Grows Heavy (Cassandra Khaw, 2023) - a lot of people told me I should read this because it stars a killer mermaid and a plague doctor, which are two aesthetic archetypes I love, and I will give this to Cassandra Khaw: I liked this a lot more than their other book, Nothing But Blackened Teeth. which is clearing a very low bar, since I didn't really like that book at all, but I do think Salt is genuinely a pretty marked improvement. the prose is still kind of torturously overwrought in many places and I desperately wish that Khaw would put the thesaurus away, but there's like. a Concept here. the core is fun.

Tell Me I'm Worthless (Alison Rumfitt, 2021) - this book is by far the scariest I read, because the horror is hatred and bigotry and a fucked up, evil house that brings out the very worst of everyone who steps inside of it. this book gets so fucked up and bloody and downright nasty in its exploration of the characters and the underlying bigotries that turn them against each other and drive them apart. I don't want to spoil anything, but the book follows a white trans woman named Alice and her mixed race, cis ex-girlfriend Ila. in the past Alice and Ila entered the evil house with their friend Hannah; that ended with Hannah dead and missing and Alice and Ila both scarred and traumatized, each certain that they were raped by the other. so that's what this book is like! not a lighthearted undertaking, but one that I could. not. put. down.

A Sunny Place for Shady People (Mariana Enríquez, trans. Megan McDowell 2024) - what is there to say? Enríquez is my short story queens, and her new release absolutely lived up to the precedent set for me by The Dangers of Smoking in Bed, which was originally published in 2009 but not translated into English until 2021. this collection is sooo aptly named, because many of the stories are obsessed with the terror of places: hotels haunted by memories, neighborhoods filled with ghosts, junkyards where bodies are hidden, towns abandoned and taken over by something sinister. also, completely detached from the quality of the writing, this book has one of the most striking covers I've encountered this year. the screaming yellow cover and bold purple text looked SO COOL under the purple string lights in my bedroom, which was a little +1 to my mood every time I saw it :)

Thirst (Marina Yuszczuk, trans. Heather Cleary 2024) - I think if I had to pick a favorite book from my spooktober reading, Thirst would edge Tell Me I'm Worthless out by just a hair, because I'm just SUCH a sucker for a modern gothic. this novel is split into two chunks. the first is narrated by a vampire (hinted to be one of Dracula's infamous brides) who flees the Old World and crosses the sea to find safety in a young Buenos Aires, where she struggles to figure out how to slake her thirst and escape from loneliness while avoiding detection in a modernizing world. ultimately she seals herself away in a crypt to escape the relentless pace of change around her, and that's when our perspective shifts. here we join a modern woman with a young son, an ex husband, and a dying mother, who's struggling under the pressure of grief as she watches her mother waste away. she ends up accidentally reawakening the vampire from the first half of the book, and you can imagine things get weirder from there. honestly, for me, the part of this book that's most brilliant is the latter half and it's deep meditation on grief, but the historical portion of the book also plays the vampire gothic to the hilt. delicious!

The Caped Crusade: Batman and the Rise of Nerd Culture (Glen Weldon, 2016) - this is a really fun piece of pop culture history, tracking how Batman came to be DC's little #1 it boy alongside the developing prominence of nerds and fandom as a cultural force to be reckoned with. as I said above, this was a reread for me, because I wanted to circle back now that I've actually read most of the major comic events discussed in the book. Weldon weaves between Batman in comics, TV, and movies to examine on how one portrayal influences another - for instance: the goofy '66 TV series saw a huge backlash in comics, which went way dark to reinforce a grim and serious Batman for 'real' fans who objected to the show making Batman a joke to much of the normie population - and I think that's a really neat lineage to trace. while I think Weldon is sometimes a bit too transparent with his own disdain for certain adaptations, he overall has an extremely levelheaded approach to Batfandom and a conversationally informative approach that I really enjoy. of particular note is the fact that Weldon is himself a gay man, making him one of the only writers I trust to talk about why he personally dislikes Joel Schmacher's movies without getting homophobic about it.

Luster (Raven Leilani, 2020) - this book!!! this was one of three novels recommended to me by Bonnie at Snowbound Books, and Bonnie if you are on this website I owe you my LIFE because you were 100% correct. I was obsessed from the very first line and it only gets better from there; Leilani's prose is painting a searing, witty Sistine Chapel to render her protagonist's miserable life in vivid color and detail. the short version is that our 23 year old hot mess finds herself jobless and homeless and ends up moving in with her married boyfriend who's 23 years her senior, where she forms a powerfully weird connection with his rage-filled wife and develops a bond with the couple's nerdy adopted daughter, as the two of them are the only Black women in the excessively white neighborhood. (spoiler alert: she also realizes that her married boyfriend is a fucking loser.) it's a simple enough premise but the execution is bananas in its flair. I couldn't believe this is Leilani's first and so far only novel; if she ever drops another I'll drag myself through barbed wire to get my hands on it.

Juniper & Thorn (Ava Reid, 2022) - I first became aware of this novel via twitter thread of Reid's that made its way to tumblr, in which Reid bemoaned being harangued by readers who were shocked that her dark fairy tale retelling had, you know, dark shit in it. having now read the book, I have to say: these people are fucking pussies. going into this book I was under the impression that there was full on-page father/daughter rape happening, which is actually NOT the case, so you can breathe easy if incest is a hard no for you. what's actually here is a wizard dad who's emotionally abusive, non-incestuous sexual abuse in the backstories of the main character and her love interest, some moderately explicit consensual sex, some bulimia, and [spoiler alert!] admittedly a lot more cannibalism than expected. it's not a lighthearted romp but it's also like, come on. come on. grow up. in terms of the actual book, rather than its controversy, I didn't LOVE it but I'm still compelled enough by the world building (particularly Jewish author Reid's Hueli people, who are a fairly obvious stand-in for Jews down to people claiming that they have horns and using phrenology to prove the have an unfair advantage at making money) that I'm going to check out Reid's earlier novel, The Wolf and the Woodsman, a novel set in the same world. it felt a little repetitive in places and the characters were largely pretty predictable, both of which may be a byproduct of trying to encapsulate the vibe of a classic fairy tale, but I had a good time reading it.

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tisaolin · 2 years ago

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How would Kung Lao, Liu Kang, Skarlet, Mileena, and Jade be with a Na'vi/Avatar s/o?

🥸noice request 👌🏾(Had to rewrite the whole thing because it deleted everything😖)

KUNG LAO

Now, Kung Lao is pretty tall but YOU!! He’s damn near a ant next to a giant!

He’s actually happy that you’re taller because he uses you as like a threat

“I’ll get my s/o to crush you” “I fight for a living im not scared of them”

He HATES when anyone makes any form of negative comments about you.

“Their skin is so weird” “I know and their so tall its a mystery how they managed to date Kung Lao” “They probably blackmailed him or threatened him”

It was at that moment Kung Lao turned evil and put his hands on a civilian. Blood was everywhere :).

He also loves when you scold him in your language.

Liu Kang

Bookie wookie is shy 😞 everytime you stand next to him he turn RED!

He also LOVES when you tease him by leaning down to look directly at him.

Liu Kang being the Chosen one and all, means he has ENEMIES!! But thats where you come in because lets be real, when it comes to people/things Avatars love, they show NO MERCY!

He is fascinated with your skin and features. He finds it unique and thats what makes you so special to him.

He goes out of his way to learn your language and when he repeats some phrases you can’t help but laugh because its so butchered but A for effort.

He finds the mountain banshee’s (Ikran) super cool! The process of trying to tame one he is not with but once its tamed they’re inseparable.

He is a bit scared of the fact that your nevous system dangles around like hair.

Mileena

Before you became her s/o she was 100% mad that you existed.

“So yall can accept THEM but not me” yea she was not about that.

When you became her s/o she would still tease you but appreciated your company.

When you speak your native Language she just stares at you like this .

“You’re extremely long. And you look like you wouldn’t taste good” “WHAT😧” “YOU’RE BLUE”

Yea get ready for her to say the most random things at the most random times.

She’s also curious. She asks questions about your lifestyle and proceeds to say “not like I care or anything” 💀

Lowkey jealous of your weapons lmaoa

Skarlet

Doesn’t know how you two started dating but she isn’t complaining.

Skarlets pretty short so goodness she looks so tiny compared to you.

Randomly stabs you just to see if your blood is blue 😭

She loves playing with your tail, she says its fun 🤷🏾‍♀️

Completely forgets you only have 4 fingers so she kinda sorta dislikes holding your hand.

She HAS to taste your blood, she’s curious to know how it tastes.

JADE

She LOVE LOVE LOVES your appearance!

She loves tracing and kissing your stripes.

She finds your ability to see in the dark awesome and your cat like eyes seductive in a way.

She’s always under or behind you❤️ she wants to be close.

She asks you to teach her your language, just so she can tell you how much she loves you!

She insists on your way of doing things because in her eyes you can never be wrong.

Bonus: she loves being on your back!!

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #kung lao x reader #kung lao #mileena x reader #mileena #mk mileena #liu kang #liu kang x reader #mk skarlet #mk jade #jade x reader #skatletxreader

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ronearoundblindly · 7 months ago

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I just want to start this off by saying you are one of my favorite Steve writers of all time I can’t believe I just randomly found you one day. Every time I read something I think “oh this is her best” and then I go to something else and literally the same reaction so thank you of sharing this for free. The comfort reading your Steve stories give me is unexplainable.

LOL the funniest thing is I found your works on ao3 first and at first I didn’t click the tumblr there so when I found the CEO au here I was like “um excuse me who tf is plagiarizing — oh wait no same person. Thank god”

So I don’t know how you feel about writing about pregnancy and kids but Steve having to deal with that especially in the Sun Salt and Shield AU is so hilarious to me. Is there a hc you have about that? Or just in general about them getting more serious. I love that you didn’t take the easy way out and just “Splash”ify the mermaid reader.

Um🥹😚, all of this is great, and I'm not trying to just skip over all your lovely compliments (also, good looking out on the plagiarism because that issue's going around again 🥲). I just want to jump right into the headcanon of pregnancy and kids for Sun, Salt, and Shield.

This is mostly rambling. Sorry it's not well-formed, but there *might* be a chapter of fic percolating from this. No warnings. No detailed talk of pregnancy or birth, only vague reference.

Just the other day I revisited an ask about MissG/Doll not having the more humanoid body of idk-what-to-call-them classical mermaids?? And I wondered if that (the classic look) could have been a blended species from way in the past between deep sea mermaids and humans--essentially, would Doll and Steve have children that looked more like what we typically see as mermaids?

It's an interesting train of thought, and, frankly, perfectly logical. If they had a kid or kids, that's likely how I'd do it.

However--and this is a big HOWEVER,--I am admittedly not a big fan of pregnancy, kidfics, and all that 'adorable' parenthood stuff. Sounds a little cruel that way, but there you have it. I'm me. I make things more complicated than they need to be.

I would make pregnancy a different experience from humans. Doll's kind would have a different mentality toward offspring than humans. Some hilarious and/or angsty misunderstandings could ensue.

For example--because I don't think too deeply into these matters, shhhh--based on the sheer size of her whole species, I don't think deep sea mermaids visibly look pregnant like humans. Their hips simply get wider and they sort of thicken all the way through their torsos to mid-tail. Honest to goodness, humans truly just think Miss G is getting fat, but just in a 'putting on weight' way, not a nasty judgy way. In this event, and since you/G do not have the vocabulary to explain, your pregnancy goes unnoticed until it is very advanced.

To you, this is a common inevitability in the sea between mates, but there isn't the type of hoopla--for lack of a better term--surrounding the process.

So you're pregnant? Big deal?

Ummmm, wow, the wheels are really starting to turn on this, but also your species doesn't have a calculated sense of time. You live in mostly darkness (and the ambient/changing light of other mermaids' tails), so you wouldn't have any real way of explaining how long gestation for a baby is. Likely, the kid would grow super fast, too. Means Tony still doesn't know the average lifespan of your species because there are no common/known markers to describe how long your 'elders' have been alive.

Stuff I haven't worked out yet: would the child of a deep sea mermaid and a human be able to live in either native environment? That's where I'm thinking the lower-depth, classic mermaid comes into play; still has fins, can breathe air for short periods (but longer than you), probably can't handle heavy pressure for very long though (since you spend far longer in a pool, not the pressure chamber asleep, than most deep sea-ers while pregnant), and is lighter colored in scales and features than you due to the shallower water (more affected by sunlight).

I do think it would be cute for the child to have Steve's blond hair and blue eyes simply because that is unheard of in your species (as are the paler scales and armoring. I should mention that since you have lavender eyes--i.e. very light sensitive--human blue eyes are comparatively dark.

You'll notice I'm not saying son or daughter. When newborn young...I don't think anyone can tell if the child is male or female. I don't thing G's species cares, and I think you'd be very confused by how intently Tony and Steve try to figure that out. Conceptually, it simply doesn't matter at all what sex the kid is until puberty, and even then...it still sort of doesn't??

Hmm. That's all I got on this for now, but I sense I could probably come up with some interesting angst with a happy ending from it.

Thank you for asking!

A/N: Not that it matters, but I love 'Splash.' I've learned that it's fine to explore fantastical things to all sorts of degrees, and as almost all of fandom can tell you, fluff is great, fluff is necessary, and fluff keeps us afloat. Big HOWEVER, it is not okay to wash away anyone's race or heritage (in this case--obviously fake--a species' culture). Be respectful. It's that easy.

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skyfcx · 2 months ago

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yo yo yo! howza'bout an update?

howdy, long time no see and all that. it's currently almost 3 am est at the time of starting this post, so if you're looking to read this, just expect a real stream of consciousness type post.

first, let's address tumblr stuff! i've been absent for a good bit, and... i think it's going to stay like that for quite some time. if i'm being honest, the desire to write on tumblr has been at an all-time low as of late. the only ping i've gotten has been for tails and rosalina, and that's really just because those two are forever characters and that desire will never properly vanish. but for rping in general? i think i'll be taking quite the hiatus.

now i'm not putting up the deuces and vanishing forever! i'm still having creative thoughts, just not in the rping direction. if i were to post anything, it would probably be some more fanfiction-type stories featuring my ocs and the adventures i've been plotting out for them. so. short stories, i suppose! i could see myself reviving my extremely short-lived personal blog and posting some things there if i ever got the motivation to sit down and actually write something more bookish.

though with all of that said, this is probably a mighty see you soon on the tumblr front. i still check my main blogs and i am available on discord even though i've been pretty shit at responding to messages, totally my fault to those i've kinda lowkey ghosted. but i'm gonna be real quiet going forward. hugs and kisses to the lot of you, though. i see everyone still having fun every single day. just imagine an image of me giving a thumbs up superimposed on the sky. that's the vibe.

now, personal life stuff! gender is still weird but i think i'm starting to get a handle on it. after properly being mistaken as a female in public for the first time, i think i'm comfortable enough to upgrade my he/him to a he/she/they! still have. no idea if boy or girl or both or neither, but in terms of pronouns? i dont mind being a him because that's what i've been all my life, she feels very good because that means im being viewed as feminine-presenting, and they is honestly just the most accurate nine times outta ten. tbh the only thing i know for sure is that i dont want to be masculine-presenting. i can be male, but i refuse to be masculine, lmao.

also, i got new glasses! they're more rounded and really help the feminine look, i think. i've been catching myself smiling more at my reflection whenever i see myself in the mirror with them on, so the change has been really positive already. i'm in a place where i wanna experiment with my clothes and see how me i can truly feel like.

oh! and im not sure if i've mentioned it, but i've moved to a far more comfortable place with my girlfriend!!! she's trans, her family was super accepting of her, and now they're super accepting of me wearing the sorts of clothes i like! so i've been far more willing to test out the sorts of clothes i wear now that i dont have to worry about being found out. so...

yknow. all in all? i'm doing real good over here, gang. despite the radio silence. perhaps sometime in the future i'll pop back in with some sorta blog to get goofy on the dash with yall again. or maybe i'll actually write short stories and post those to their own blog! whatever it is, i just wanted to pop in at. three at night. and share my thoughts in the form of a life update. life's been good on the macro. we will work on the micro, but the overview makes me quite happy when i step back and look at it.

#(OOC.) ''The kind of tired regular sleep can't fix.''#((dont worry it's positive. just a late night jumpscare of a check-in that's all))

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fairytail-whathesays · 1 year ago

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Please may I have Fairy tail Gray x Lucy headcanons?

Lucy doesn't often say this but Gray probably has Lucy's favorite form of magic in Fairy Tail besides her own. She very much agrees with Erza's assessment of Gray's Ice Make as being a very beautiful form of magic.

Gray is pretty much what Lucy envisions when she pictures "ideal boyfriend" and it takes her an embarrassingly long time to realize it. She probably would've started dating him sooner were it not for a certain Juvia-shaped deterrent. Likewise, it's canon that Gray is attracted to Lucy.

Gray is actually very fond of Lucy's writing, and it gets him started reading more than he ever did before. He wants to be able to know what Lucy's talking about when she starts going off on some spiel about her favorite book series of the week...and it works.

Lucy's favorite genre is romance, while Gray favors murder mysteries. They meet in the middle with the noir genre, which both of them enjoy.

Gray's stripping habit has, over the course of the series, cooled down into more of a simple shirtlessness habit (probably helped by the existence of belts). Lucy is hopeful that with a little more time, they can axe it completely. She's far and away used to it by now, of course, and that's not to say she necessarily dislikes it...

We've all seen how Lucy gets when the topic of guys comes up, especially the potential of dating one--she's shy, nervous, dithering, and overthinks, but in the end she cleans up nice and puts her best effort in. What she doesn't know is that Gray kind of goes through the same thing, endlessly back-and-forth-ing about what to wear, what to say, how to behave, and worrying how he'll come off and what to do...but they meet up and their first date goes very smoothly.

It takes a long time for Gray and Lucy to actually touch each other, and I don't necessarily mean biblically. They just aren't super touchy-feely by nature and it takes a minute for them to get comfortable enough with each other that Lucy does things like hold his hand or lean against his shoulder, or that Gray gets an arm around her shoulder or waist.

It's a little bit of a surprise for both of them--Lucy barely notices Gray's shirtlessness most of the time, but when she accidentally brushes against his waist after they become an item, suddenly she's hyper-aware of his half nakedness. Likewise, Gray's eyed Lucy up before, but he's suddenly very aware of how ungentlemanly it is once he's actually dating her. They're both shy and it's cute.

Lucy has never had a boyfriend before Gray--but Gray has had exactly one (1) girlfriend before. It was Cana, and they dated for a very short time. Surprisingly, this ends up not causing the friction Lucy thought it would, and Cana ends up being a great wingman and source of info on all Gray's behaviors and likes for Lucy's benefit.

Similarly, Gray goes to Levy and Erza when he needs advice on Lucy, since they know her best. Both of them are very happy to see Lucy with someone reliable and honest like him.

Said it before, I'll say it again, these two are one of the few that would actually work as a marriage. Lucy doesn't even need to consider it for a moment when he proposes, she says yes almost before he's finished the question.

Between Gray's wizarding work and Lucy's book sales, they're able to save up enough to go on their first vacation together relatively early. Gray takes her to Bellum, the homeland of Ur and where he studied Ice Make under her after Deliora destroyed Isvan. It's a nice time for both of them.

NS/FW:

Gray really unlocks Lucy's explorative side, because wow, she's never had a guy intimately before...and there's no better person to explore with than Gray. His gentle and curious style of sex matches up well with her inexperience and shyness.

Lucy discovers a lot that she likes about Gray's body. Her favorite parts of him are, in order, his collar, his waist, his back, and his pecs. Gray's never been viewed as a sexual entity before save for Juvia, and that much always made it uncomfortable, but Gray gains a new appreciation for his body and starts to enjoy feeling attractive.

They have remarkably good luck since it was ages before either of them remembered condoms were probably a good idea. No early pregnancies.

Gray held Lucy's hand all night after their first time.

Gray's lap is always open for Lucy, usually in private but maybe sometimes in public too when they're clubbing or just feeling possessive of one another.

Lucy can and will go out wearing Gray's clothes the morning after--his jeans included. Gray encourages it, since he's fine being naked anyway, although he usually restricts himself to Lucy's house until she comes home. Usually.

#theletterhorrorlover #graylu #lucy heartfilia #gray fullbuster #shipping #headcanons

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