#my small headcanon is that his eyes turned red after he got taken by the entity

[crheativity]

This is my first time requesting here, so...

Hi! Mind if I send in a request? Hear me out: the track club bois, the basketball club bois and the spelldrive club bois getting a kiss on the cheek from the reader after a successful game/track meet

A KISS FOR THE VICTOR

SUMMARY: After a successful club meet, you give them a kiss on the cheek! How do they react?

WARNINGS: Some of these may be out of character (I’m sorry I still have no clue how to write Jack, Leona and Floyd)

COMMENTS: Hi! Sorry it’s taken me so long to get to this request, there were a lot of boys hehe! I hope you don’t mind but since there are a lot I did shorter headcanons instead of a full thing for each boy. Also, since I have no experience writing kisses yet, I just did their reactions. I hope that’s okay! This is such a cute prompt though, thank you so much for requesting it!!

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TRACK CLUB

Jack froze, his eyes going wide. He coughed into his fist and looked away, desperately trying to regain his composure. A herculean feat, considering how adorable you looked gazing up at him like that. He smiles at you hesitantly - a small, wavering smile, before his cheeks go pink and he turns away to talk to his teammates. Although it seems he does not care, a keen eye will notice how his ears won’t stop twitching and his tail keeps wagging. 

Poor boy stopped responding immediately. He tripped on the sidewalk and almost fell over, he got so flustered. He can’t concentrate on anything now. He’s really sorry, he’s trying his best to listen to what you have to say, but his mind is replaying that kiss over and over… He can’t look you in the eye for the next few days. The moment he gets to crash in his room, he calls his mum. He briefly talked about his match, but mostly talked about you. How does he talk to you again after that?? He might be a little awkward over the next couple of days, but know that you’re constantly on his mind and in his heart.

BASKETBALL CLUB

Oh? You’re gonna give him a kiss? Well tough luck, he expects one every match from now on! So what if he doesn’t win? He wants one anyway! That’s how you can cheer him up after a match from now on!  But in the moment, he’s picking you up and spinning you around. His face is very red - whether from the exercise or from you, it’s hard to tell, but the bright red ears are a dead giveaway. He’s not gonna forget what you did, and loves to remind you - in the hopes that you’ll do it again.

Time stops for him and he stares at you, dumbfounded. His face heats up and boy does he wish he had his hood right now. He can’t talk to you or face you for the next hour as he struggles to figure out what to say. He does however feel really smug. Everyone in the match did super well, but he was the only one who got a kiss! From you! Ha! …wait. He was the only one who got a kiss. From you. He’s confused and flustered all over again. Please confess to him before he goes insane.

Ehhh~? Shrimpy’s giving him a kiss? Only one on the cheek? Screw that, he’s gonna give you an actual kiss! And a squeeze to boot. The moment you give him a kiss he registers that kisses are okay in whatever relationship you and he have and boy is he gonna abuse that. What are the two of you? He doesn’t care as long as you don’t, but if he makes you uncomfortable then he wants to know. Like Ace, he’s going to be expecting one for every match now, but if you don’t give him a kiss for some reason that won’t stop him giving you one~!

SPELLDRIVE CLUB

You thought Ace was bad? Leona’s gonna be so much worse. He doesn’t tease you quite as much, but he’s going to be incredibly smug, both after the track meeting and for the next couple of weeks after. Please be prepared for suddenly more Leona in your life, as the moment you press a kiss to his cheek he’s going to take that as a rite of passage to be almost constantly around you. He will encourage you to ditch class with him as much as possible. He just wants to spend more time with you now, and after that kiss, surely that means you want that too, right?

Ruggie nervously laughs it off, his cheeks going bright pink as he fumbles for something to say. He honestly, genuinely wasn’t expecting it - you managed to catch him so off guard that he doesn’t quite know how to act. Ah, but he’s not upset! He’s exactly the opposite of that, if anything. Elated, maybe? Who cares, his crush just kissed him! He is going to be bragging so hard to Leona and anyone who’ll listen afterwards. Maybe he’ll start giving you a couple more snacks - with a kiss as payment of course! Shishishi.

LET’S FREAKING GOOO. wait. Did you just kiss me-? Epel was in such a good mood after his match that his brain didn’t fully register that you just kissed him. He takes a break from celebrating for a moment to double check. When you confirm that yes, in fact, you did kiss him, his cheeks go apple red and he starts celebrating way harder. Calm down? He can’t calm down, this is the best day of his life! He won a match and got a kiss from a cutie to boot! The only thing that makes him calm down a little is Vil threatening to smack him with his shoe.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

[salty-croissants]

I gots a small request!

You know those big Japanese’s bath houses? They’re like big ponds,,, but for humans!

Maybe a cute reader x bullfrog, where bullfrog is just vibing and reader can’t help but gush at the lil frog like mannerism while soaking in a bath house after a long mission? 👀👉🏼����🏼 perhaps he’s embarrassed when they point it out lol

Thank you for the request ! 

This was really nice and creative ! I enjoyed writing it :D 

I actually ended up making a whole little story out of it instead of the usual headcanons , cause I live for Bullfrog and the reader being soft to each other :,)

Hope this turned out okay !

Details : use of gender neutral reader ;

established relationships ; 

no warnings needed 

If there was one thing that you and your boyfriend enjoyed the most after a long , harsh day , it was the tranquility of your favorite bathhouse : 

just the two of you , alone with the relaxing warmth of the water , without having to worry about anything or anyone else … 

That was all that either of you could really ask for . 

< Ahh , now that’s better … are you comfortable , mon amour ? > 

< Mhm … > 

You smiled , glancing at Bullfrog who was sitting right next to you in the bathtub , and then gave him a little kiss on the forehead . 

< I’m so happy we got to do this today . It’s been a while since we came here , hasn’t it ? > 

< Oui … speaking of which , I’m very sorry I haven’t been able to spend more time with you y/n , but - > 

< There is nothing to apologize for my love : Eden has really been stepping up their game lately , today’s been proof of that … so please don’t feel guilty about it , okay ? > 

He smiled softly in response , grateful for your understanding , then he leaned his head on your shoulder , letting out a content sigh : your presence alongside the calm atmosphere of the bathhouse was already making him feel a lot more at ease each passing minute … 

Your eyes couldn’t help but wander on the fresh scar on Bullfrog’s back , a result of a particularly difficult fight that had taken place just a few hours ago … 

Not like that was any news : traces of old and recent battles could be found all over his tiny body , and every time you looked at them the thought that he was willing to get hurt over and over to keep those around him safe made you feel … quite worried . 

However , those morbid reflections disappeared the second you turned around , only to realize that Bullfrog had been staring at you the whole time you had been silent …

< Heh … enjoying the view , darling ? ~ > 

He let out a tiny gasp as he heard your words , shaking his head while looking away … you could swear his cheeks were slightly red .

< Ah - j-je suis desolat , I just - > 

The assassin took a deep breath , fidgeting with his fingers while giving you a shy smile .

< You look so beautiful right now , mon cher … I mean , you always look beautiful , but after all we’ve been through today it just feels … different , you know ? 

Plus I am quite exhausted , I’ll admit , so looking up at your dreamy visage made me so comfortable I almost fell asleep …

I hope that’s not too weir - mm — > 

Bullfrog was caught off guard the moment you leaned closer to his face to place a kiss on his lips , but after a moment of surprise he gladly reciprocated , his arms surrounding you in a gentle hold while little waves caused by your movements shook the surface of the otherwise completely still water … 

After a few minutes of bliss you both pulled away and you caressed his cheek , your eyes never leaving his .

< It’s not weird at all , Bullfrog … 

You’re always so sweet to me , and I love you so much for that reason alone ~ > 

He looked up at you in awe , his breathing still slightly labored after being showered with so much affection , and he buried his face in your chest , the sound of your heartbeat making him feel like home …

< I love you too , y/n … you really do mean everything to me ~ >

[fanaticsnail]

Soft-Dom Buggy Headcanons

Taking a small break from my small break to bring you some headcanons! I've nearly completed my little crochet project, so I'll be back at it again shortly!!

Word Count: 710 (just some wee little thoughts)

(@sordidmusings, thank you for listening to my thoughts. Had to flesh them out and share them)

Masterlist here.

Going about completing duties as a crewman of the Buggy-Pirates, a small cindering infatuation develops within you every time your Captain does something slightly dominantly-leaning.

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Elbows deep into the soapy water, you grasped another damp copper plate within your hands and scrub at the metal to rid it of all remnants of food. Your hair continued to fall into your face every time you looked at the plate rolling throughout your fingertips. You tried swinging your neck back to flip it, only for the strands to immediately fall back into your eyes.

You puffed out a breath of frustration, blowing at the strands that fell into your face as you made to continue scrubbing at the dishes.

Two hands rake through your hair from behind in a firm grip, starting at the temples of your head and falling back to the nape of your neck; collecting the disobedient strands away from your face and being balled within a singular fist of an unknown person behind you.

"I got you, doll-face," whispered your Captain into your neck as he expertly collected your hair and began securing it within a leather strap. You felt your body stiffen, completely halting your ability to complete your chore as he touched you; tingles shooting through your body at his firm and confident grip.

After securing the strands away from your face, your Captain hummed out in approval before turning to leave.

He halted his step, turning immediately back to you; "oh shit, pumpkin. Should've asked if you wanted your hair tied up first."

"I-its f-fine," you managed to stutter through your fluster.

"Oh, good," buggy sighed, turning again away from you to exit the kitchens in the big top.

You were left immobilized, shocked at your captain's actions with rapid heartbeat booming in your chest. Shaking off the thought, you continued your chore with a warm, rosey blush peppering your cheeks in your fluster.

-

“Listen, Cabaji,” you began, a small frown adorning your brow, “I squabbed the deck yesterday, and I’ll be absolutely damned if I have to do it again. I don’t care what the captain says.”

“What was that?” called the booming voice of the Captain close to the steering rudder.

Buggy stalks over with a small spurt of extreme confidence towards you.

"Get on your knees," he demands softly, flicking your chin with his gloved right hand. Immediately, you sink to the floor under the buckling of your knees; obediently bending your will to the infamous Clown-Captain.

Buggy, extremely taken aback takes a moment to collect himself, uttering quietly to himself; "that actually fucking worked? Hm.”

-

As both a spurt of confidence and an open act of defiance at how your captain was directing you lately, you hardened your resolve and decided to go ahead with your arrangement of clothes for the day: a striped, low cut white and muted-red cropped waistcoat, a yellow-mustard coloured neckerchief; tanned, tight leather pants hugging the curvature of your ass as you sauntered confidentially swaying your hips into the red and white tent of the big top.

Upon spotting you, your captain quirks his brow up in question before furrowing his brows in rage.

Buggy eyes your chosen outfit for the day, infuriated at your arrangement of clothes displayed in front of his crew. He descends from the bleachers and into the ring of the circus centre.

"Hey! I'm the star! I'm the one in the spotlight! Don't you dare think you can outshine me, Pumpkin," he reprimands you, briskly stalking up to you with an intimidating aura about him. He brings his hand up to shield his lips from the others, whispering intimately: "you look perfect, Sugar. Just puttin' on a show."

You bit your lip at his show of dominance with a soft groan escaping your lips. Buggy’s eyes travelled to your mouth as his pupils dilated at your moan. The two of you immediately snapped out of your trance, shaking your heads slightly and walking away from each other to commence further duties for the day. Your captain looked over his shoulder, watching your exit from the tent; gawking at you and the hold he held over you. Something he would look to exploit for his enjoyment in the future.

[iwanomono]

Prompt #10: Stable

Before ShB, the timey whimey timeline of an FGO-FFXIV crossover that got pruned

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Crystal Tower

It was a bold plan to try, to make for the Ocular. It felt like a trap but they were forced to trust his judgement on this. Granted he was working on a hunch that the Ocular should have some kind of control systems for the tower’s defence.

He was mildy disappointed that the Tower's defense system had not managed to cull the young summoner's entourage.

The Ocular provided the respite they sort. Rations would only last the ones who actually needed them for a few days at most. A locked door to side won’t budge by physical means but of which the spells that locked it was simple enough for him to undo.

Light spilled into the small room revealing a sleeping form huddled on a pile of fabric on the floor. The rowdy knight huffed and squatted down to poke the sleeping Miqo’te in the face with her gauntleted hand. A hiss of annoyance came from their Hingan Fox themed Miqo’te Astrologian.

“Oy.” The only response she received some unintelligible mumble and continuous slumber. She huffed and straightened up. Shooting the sorcerer that led them here with a questioning glare that held much judgement of him along with it. “Whoever dares suggest that I wake sleeping beauty with a kiss will get my boot in their face.” She snarled. Only to be answered with a couple of snickers by their spearman who had raise his hands up to pacify her. He had no intention of picking a verbal battle this time.

The sleeping furball looked familiar to him yet he couldn’t place an exact identity as to who. His long memories were somewhat fuzzy especially of the recent weeks before he met joined his current companions. A nagging feeling was eating at him even though he tried to push it down.

“No leave him, he would be more useful alive. Slumbering or not.” He may not know who sleeping beauty was but at least he figured out why he was here after prying open the closed eyelids to reveal red eyes.

Unceremoniously he dragged the sleeping cat boy by the arm towards the structure by the side, much to the raise eyebrows of those who were watching. Virtual screens popped opened in the air the moment he slapped the cat boy’s hand on the flat surface. He noted his companions lack of surprise to Allagan technology in action.

 Peering and swiping at the tabs on the virtual screen he came to one that met his needs and fiddle with it with a few beeps and boops. There was a click of sorts and some whirls and hums. The distinct feeling of the energy of the crystal tower settling down once more.

“We should leave within the time limit.” He said with a swish of his coat of robe and skirts as he turned. One last glance behind showed the shieldmaiden helping the sleeping Miqo’te into a comfortable sleeping position on the pile of fabrics.

He frowned. He had a feeling that allowing this one to live will come back and bite him in the behind one day.

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Note  - Due to gacha being fickle I have no control over who arrive when in FGO. My Mordred ended up working with a whole bunch of cat/fox/bird people for a long time before the rest of KotRT showed up. A lot of relationships in the game are more headcanon/with a dose of canon stuff than fandomcanon. Although some are loosely taken from Fragments of Chaldea. Can’t be helped since its more arrival order/ heavy material investments/ usage / favertism based.

[blackbutlerfandomnerddomain]

May I please ask for headcanons of Eden meeting Valerie please

This made me think for a long while

I haven't thought of this

Oh my goddness would that be a sight-

It was when the family decided it'd be fun to visit the park and confuse guests (Jack, Dal, Joe, and Farja were so down to help)

They all did their own thing and Valerie watched her children and their friends go to their own thing, most of them going to places they knew in advance where their Disney Villain lookalikes were wandering before the shows and promoting said show

That's when someone catches her attention, beside a man in super fluffy and pretty purples and blues like a damn peacock is a pretty young lady with hair of night dressed rather adorably and mature

After the family regrouped for the Disney Villain Recruiters show was when she gotten a name for the face

"I welcome you silly mortals to the show~! Why still such a dull place like your world when you can be a hero, a savior, and most perfect and brave much like my dear Master, the greatest hunter of all time!"

Ah, she's Gaston's recruiter, thought Valerie as she watched her introduce herself and the others with confidence and eye flutters before doing a pose like shooting an arrow into the sky

Throughout the show though she kind of picked up how strong this Eden girl's personality is, yeah she seen the recruiters mess with each other before but it felt wrong and mean seeing her try and trip Jack and Pretty Scar during their little dances

After the show it is time to meet the recruiters in which everyone abused the system by having the recruiters being SUPER free to goof off or act different when alone with the people they since considered family

Then Eden came into the room in search of something and interrupted the reunion

Then, Eden flutter her lashes and pouted, "Dal sweetie, could you be a dear and get me a water?" And before anyone could responded, they were taken aback Dalmatia was ready to do that until Jack Heart grabbed him

Valerie, knowing well of Pretty Scar's feelings towards Dalmatia, was not having that form of tricks today!

She crossed her arms and spoke up

But Eden-

Eden: "Oh, I guess you have a right to be jealous to the young."

If Valerie didn't feel like smacking her the kids for sure did!

Until-

Malfie Jack is snorting and wheezing with AU Jack and AU Joe along side them

Confused, Eden demanded a reasoning and well-

Jack: "Little lady, she has lines men at her door courting her everyday! You barely got anything in comparison!"

Eden's face turns bright red before she storms out and Valerie, though embarrassed of the words, bought Jack and ice cream

Still, that wasn't the end of Eden of the day, oh no no no

Valerie was glaring at her across every way until the final show ended and Nadia was giving Farja plenty hugs as the masters came for their minions / honestly their kids (looking at you Captain Hook), the group mostly staying behind to say by to their friend and Nadia knew she was gonna see Mozenwrath for a little bit when Jafar comes

Valerie, again, watched her children and their friends interact to their lookalikes with joy, holding back a small smile at AU Joe's stink eye at Ursula

At one point she gave Zuri a small head pat/hair ruffle with words of praise when she mentioned she'll probably help Pretty Scar with some cacti in the savannah during the next weekend, and she couldn't help but notice Eden seeing that and turning to her master and eagerly telling that man about her day

"That's good girlie, you should've seen the buck I snagged today while hunting, the town is very happy indeed!"

Valerie rolled her eyes as she heard him say that, gagging slightly when he flexes his muscles and wink her way

But she also sees the kind of disappointment on Eden's face as her pretty face gets mopey as her eyes look down, dropping the rose gifted by a customer into the trash before following Gaston home

Needless to say their first meeting was rough, knowing Eden and her overly jealous nature with women or anyone and wanting to be the best and Valerie not taking any shit especially if it hurts her friends or family. But I do see them maybe growing as Eden grows and sees she shouldn't be just a pretty face for others pleasure, and Valerie would be a good nail in the coffin for that statement and maybe one day the two could regally talk about fighting and survival skills and romances if the time comes

I can kind of see both them being this song for different reasons

Valerie towards her family and maybe whoever she ends up with in your world and Eden towards Gaston and her constant need to have that relationship she seen people like Lady Hook and Captain Hook and the needs to be perfect and a even more perfect picture of him only to be let down constantly

I wanna know your thoughts if I got some stuff wrong!

[askevanmacmillan]

Don't the teeth in your masks chafe at your skin? Do you ever take them off? It just seems quite...unsanitary to me.

“ You seem awfully familiar...But I’m sure I have not seen you in a trial before. ”

@asktheresourcefulteacher

[pandoa]

it's the little things

~the little things they do for you~

~feat. jamil viper, kalim al-asim, epel felmier, rook hunt, and vil schoenheit~ ~twisted wonderland characters x gender neutral reader~

~headcanons~ part 1│part 2│part 3

it's been some time since we had a non-event post, so here we go~ first time writing hcs! i promise to go back to the event rqs i just got distracted with this heh

jamil viper lets you stay and watch him dance as he practices his mesmerizingly enchanting movements. he’s typically not very open to allow someone to gaze at him so earnestly as he was never one to bask in attention. however, there was something in the way your eyes twinkled at the sight of him that persuaded the scarabia vice housewarden to ignore all the usual habits he harbored, if only for you. but be careful. just as the snakes entrance their prey, jamil is equally as capable in spellbinding your heart to his with a swift twirl of his lithe figure.

"Oh... you wish to see me dance? I will not object to it, but please do not expect much from me. I am quite boring, after all."

"No no, straighten your back, raise your head, and keep your hands resting on my shoulders. When dancing, it is important to have complete faith that your partner will always be there to support you."

"Focus here, Prefect. You’re looking quite dazed at the moment."

"Hm? You can't? And why might that be?"

"Your cheeks have turned red… Could it be that you are embarrassed to be this close to me?"

"Ahem, n-never mind that. Please forget that I had said anything. It must have been my imagination... I shouldn't be so hopeful..."

"Hm? Ah, no it's nothing. Just mumbling to myself, that's all."

kalim al-asim gifts you small things that remind him of you. most of the time, kalim is either just simply strolling down the sunlit pathways of nrc or browsing in the endless wonders of sam’s mystery shop. he finds the most tiniest and random items in the most unexpected places—claiming to have somehow seen you in them. but not without jamil sending him a questionable and deadpan stare. he’d find anything to be just like you, really. he views the whole world in rose-tinted glasses, but could you blame him? you were so precious in his eyes!

“(Y/n), look! This tiny button is just like you!”

“Hm? Why you ask? Oh, that’s easy!”

“It’s cute, fun to look at, and matches your eyes, haha!”

“Oh my Seven— (Y/n), look here, look here!”

“It’s a cuddly bear stuffie, hehehe~ C’mon! Take it back to Ramshackle!”

“I’m giving it to you because I love you, silly!”

epel felmier gives you hand-carved apples of your favorite things whenever he is sure that he will see you that day. you mentioned your favorite animal during your lunch break? he's already carved a perfectly cut apple in the shape of it! you say you like a particular flower growing in the botanical gardens of nrc? epel had immediately taken an apple and carefully attempted to carve it right after vil's incessant voice lessons! he says he only does it to make use of the endless amounts of apples his family send him, but surely you can see past this small, charming lie, hm?

"(Y/n)! Thank the Seven I found you!"

"I had some extra apples laying around in my dorm, so I decided to carve some for you. What do you think?"

"Ah— and b'fore yer say somethin', carvin' apples ain't supposed 'ta be cute!"

"O-oh...you weren't going to say that? Well, um, thank you then, heh heh."

"You actually like them? Really? Then, I'll make sure to carve more for you if you like them so much!"

rook hunt kisses every dimple, scar, mole, beauty mark, freckle, and stray mark on your resplendent body. he thinks they're like little stars and galaxies on your delicate form; how could he not shower them in adoring pecks of his love? it's become a daily routine for him at this point. holding you in his welcoming embrace as he brushes your marks with butterfly-like caresses, that is.

“Every single blemish on your flawless skin holds an untold story I wish to know, mon amour.”

“I cannot even begin to tell you how captivated I am by you. You’ve charmed me, and now I am pitifully here standing in front of you, memorizing the lovely constellation known as you.”

“I’ll adore each and every crevice of your mind, soul, and body.”

“If only you’ll allow me to…”

vil schoenheit leaves you neatly written notes in every corner of the room before he goes on about his busy day. the daily life of a celebrity is certainly no easy feat, but he still wished to make sure you were well cared for while he was away. so, spreading little reminders on how to take care of yourself and placing them across the bedroom and dorm walls wouldn’t hurt anyone, yes?

“Prefect,” an elegantly dashing note written on a violet slip of paper called out to you from the bedside table. "The weather today will be rather chilly. I have left one of my sweaters here on the table for you. Do not ruin it."

And another one taped to the bathroom mirror.

“Remember to use the new facial cream I have recommended to you. It is applied twice a day; once in the morning, and once at night.” 

The hallway walls...

"I've framed the photograph we took together yesterday, as per your request. I do hope it is to your liking."

Kitchen...

"There are perfectly balanced meals in the refrigerator for you. I've made sure that it suits your taste while still maintaining the initial nutritional value of the meal. Please also drink water. I know you greatly struggle with doing so."

And finally, the doorway before you leave.

"I worry for your welfare, (Y/n), so please do follow my advice. I love you. Ah— I mean... You are very important to me.

—from, vil"

a/n: writing dialogue like i'm the writer for an op otome game yes yes

[theship-thewalrus]

looking after a sick harwin

princess rhaenyra targaryen x gender neutral!reader x ser harwin strong

with harwin ill, it is up to both you and rhaenyra to look after the man-child.

word count: 817 words reading time: about 4 minutes warnings: mentions of sickness

note: this is both a headcanon and a oneshot

headcanon

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Rhaenyra would be worried sick for her lover, not being able to sit still, needing to do something 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ It wouldn't matter what she did, whether it helped or not, as Harwin and yourself would simply watch her. Worried she may ruin the floor 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊When he is sick you would be very doting to me, helping him with the simplest things. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊However, Rhaenyra would be more stern, only getting things she believed he truly did need (water, blankets, food, etc) 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ Harwin would love the attention he is being given, milking his sickness. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Even if he only needed to cough a little, he would move his whole body about. Making you worried sick and Rhaenyra roll her eyes. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Harwin could constantly as for cuddles, despite being known as 'BreakBones'. He is surprisingly cuddly, especially when sick. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ You would be more than happy to sit in bed with him all-day 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊ But Rhaenyra would be more distant, not wanting to get sick as well. The last thing she needs is a cold 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Despite acting like she does not care or rolling his eyes at his antic. Rhaenyra is worried sick, demanding only the best to help. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊With some coaxing and sweet words, Rhaenyra would join you both in bed. Sandwiching Harwin in between the pair of you. 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊┊Not that he minded in the slightest.

oneshot

Harwin was not often struck with an illness, the man appearing to be the pinnacle of health. No amount of rain or cold could seem to strike him down. At times you were jealous of the gift the gods have given him, wishing you too could withstand anything. But it seemed even Harwin had a limit to what he could handle. After rainy past days, coupled with large winds had finally taken down the man.

He laid in bed, nose red, throat sore, sinuses stuffed. Harwin 'BreakBones' Strong was bedridden with a cold, complaining about being too warm and too cold at the same time. It was a sad sight to see the man being reduced to such a form, tossing and turning in bed. Rhaenyra did not seem to be as compassionate to the man, being sterner and not giving in to his every demand. Although, both you and Harwin knew she was concerned, not liking to see either of her lovers in such a state.

As the man lay in bed, you sat beside him holding his hand when asked and whispering comforting words. However, Rhaenyra could not sit still, constantly moving around the room finding anything to do to keep her mind at ease. You watch her move to the couch, fluffing the pillows and rearranging them. To a small table that sat a basin of water, where she would dose a rag only to ring it out and do it all over again.

"I can not believe you got sick. I told you to not stand out in the rain, to move to at least a covered area. But you did not listen, now look, you are ill" Her voice had an underlying worry to it, as she turned to face the pair of you on the bed. A cough ripped through Harwin's body, and quickly you helped him sit up. Quickly Rhaenyra moved closer, worry woven in her features. "I did not plan to get sick, princess. I was doing my duty," Harwin defends quickly, lying back into bed.

Rhaenyra scoffed turning to you, arms crossed in front of her chest, "My love, please tell him how foolish he is." A smile formed on your face, turning to face Harwin. "Our lovely Rhaenyra, believes you are a fool. I think so too, but a loveable fool." You say lovingly moving closer to him to place a kiss on the cheek. A smile pulled on his face, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him, effectively trapping you against him. Squirming around you attempt to break free from his hold, but even ill he was stronger than you.

Rhaenyra laughs at your antics, shaking her head in disbelief. "Rhaenyra help!" Your voice was partly muffled by Harwin holding you down, but the woman was still able to hear you. Crossing the small gap to the bed she was about to grab Harwin, but the man was faster. Grabbing the woman and pulling her in bed as well, you huff as she laid on top of you, squirming around some more as giggles erupt from the three of you.

Though it was broken due to another coughing fit from Harwin, causing both you and Rhaenyra to scramble to one side of the bed. As you two recover from your giggling fit, you begin to relax on the feathered mattress. Deciding to spend some time snuggling together.

[traumxrei-archive]

Hi! I hope my ask isn’t too specific but I was wondering if you could do headcanons of how the vice dormheads would take care of the reader who has severe stomach issues that make her chronically in pain and nauseous? Once again if it’s too specific I don’t mind it being denied

【 in sickness and in health 】

author's note: hello ! this isn't too specific at all. instead of reader who has chronic pain i wrote it as an reader who's having a really bad stomach ache. (mostly bc i don't know how chronic pain feels, so i thought it wouldn't be accurate if i wrote it) i hope the change is okay, and that you enjoy !

characters: trey clover, ruggie bucchi, jade leech, jamil viper, rook hunt, lilia vanrouge (vice housewardens !!)

female! s/o, headcanon, request <3

The day was like any other at NRC. Or it was, until a stubborn stomach ache hit her. It was so persistent that she couldn't focus in class, even worrying her friends. She knew it was serious when she were sent to the infirmary to rest. When asked for her emergency contact, she mumbled out her boyfriend's name. She just hoped that he could make it.

Trey Clover

trey was probably notified while he was doing some of his vice housewarden duties. maybe he was making patrols in the rose maze when his phone buzzed, a message from the nurse alerting him that his girlfriend was at the infirmary.

fearing the worst, he quickly contacted riddle to be excused. (the red-haired knew how much she meant to him so he agreed immediately.)

trey made sure to pack a small bag of random things since he didn't know why she was there. one of his warm jackets, some cold packs, and even some of the cookies he baked yesterday.

once he got to the infirmary, he made sure to check in with the nurse before finally seeing her.

it broke his heart seeing her curled up in a ball on the bed, hidden under the blankets as he walked over.

there's a sniff before her familiar voice spoke, "...trey...?"

he sat down on the bed, setting the bag down, "i'm here. i heard from the nurse, are you feeling okay?"

instantly there were arms wrapping around his midsection, a face pressed against his side, "it hurts trey, i...i don't know what's happening but it hurts."

trey gently ran a hand through her locks, his inner comforting mode turning on has he consoled them, "it's okay, don't cry. hey, i got you something."

he gently bent down, grabbing the tiny bag to pull out the jacket. she sighed happily at the sight of it, which had trey's ears flushing with heat as she put it on.

"one more thing," he pulled out the bag of cookies. "for when you get better."

"but trey," she looked at him with such puppy eyes, great seven this was unfair. "can i please have one? i promise i'll go to sleep right after." and trey, being a weak, weak man towards those kinds of behaviors (much to her delight), relented by giving her just one bite.

the verdict? trey's very attentive. he's an older sibling so he's definitely taken care of someone who's sick before. whenever your stomach is hurting too much, trey brews you some tea to drink; chamomile's soothing scent wraps around you. his jacket definitely helps you to stay warm while you're there. he stays as long as he can, and if your stomach starts to feel better in the time he's there, great! he'll treat you to tea at the heartslabyul dorms. but if not, he doesn't mind texting you throughout the evening to see how you are.

Ruggie Bucchi

(even though he's technically not a vice housewarden, he's a vice housewarden in my heart, okay-)

ruggie's probably out doing some errands for some lazy lion when he gets a phone call that his angel is in the infirmary. his mind fills with bad scenarios so he quickly rushed over, sliding into the infirmary at record-breaking speeds.

he saw her familiar mop of head resting on a pillow and his heart warmed when he saw her. he doesn't want her feeling bad for worrying him, so he keeps smiling.

"hey, hey, what's gotcha holed up in here?" he approached unhurried, trying not to show how frantic he was.

her eyes snap open and there's a weak smile on her face, "real bad stomach ache. i thought you had some extra errands to run today."

it was her way of asking if it was okay for him to be there, which ruggie thought was adorable. of course he would be there for her.

"and leave my angel alone and unattended?" ruggie slipped under the blankets. "shishishi~ i'm not that mean."

it's natural how they fit together, his arm looping loosely around her waist, her head tucked under his chin, "my bibi always said that cuddles are the universal cure, so i'll stay here with you. besides, i can just get you to help me with my chores when you're feeling better~"

and when she giggled a little before snuggling closer? ruggie knew he made the right choice to abandon his errands. (and it's not like leona would know that his laundry was late by a little bit)

the verdict? ruggie's such a star at taking care of people. he's great at making sure you feel comfortable and safe! when your stomach's hurting too much he'll make sure to call over the nurse to help you out. and belly rubs? hell yeah, belly rubs. he gives expert belly rubs with just the right pressure to soothe the pain. and while you're sleeping maybe he'll buy some snacks for you when you wake up. (the biggest act of love for ruggie is to give food, so-) oh yeah, when you're feeling better he's definitely dragging you over to savanaclaw to help with leona's laundry, claiming that he's "tired after taking care of my angel so attentively." in reality he just wants to spend more time with you, but you love him for it anyway.

Jade Leech

jade was more surprised than anything that he got the call from the infirmary. he immediately barrages the nurse with questions; more than they could've answered. he couldn't help it. he really was worried for his darling.

he got permission for azul to have a day off from the lounge, before striding over to the infirmary.

the people in the halls make way for him, because jade has such a dark expression on his face that people were sure he was heading somewhere for a beating.

it surprised him when his darling bashfully explained, "it's just really bad stomach aches, all through the day. sorry for calling you over, jade."

his blank look was quickly replaced with that placid smile of his, "don't worry, dear. i have a lot of experience taking care of sick people because of floyd." he remembered all the times floyd would get sick. his darling is an angel compared to his trouble twin, so he's sure he could take care of her.

"though, hmm, this would be the first time i'm taking care of someone sick on land," his hand caressed her cheek lightly.

"y-you don't have to if you're busy," she mumbled, leaning into his touch. "i know your dedication to mostro lounge and all." and ah, how adorable she was, jade thought to himself. how lucky he was to have such a caring girlfriend.

"my, i am not the type of person who would leave the side of the one i love when they need me," he pressed a kiss to her knuckles. "now let me take care of you. if i remember, i think i have some mushrooms that are just perfect for a soup..."

the verdict? pretty good at taking care of you when you're sick. (courtesy to the book he checked out "a guide to sick humans for dummies") he makes a soup out of some of his prized mushrooms, which was surprisingly good and helped with the pain you were feeling. smiles intimidatingly at the nurse every time they give you a check-up. and don't get me started on his timers for you to drink water. he read in a book somewhere that you need to drink lots of water when you're feeling sick, so. every thirty minutes his alarm would chime and he would grin at you menacingly until you drink water. (just take a small sip n get it over with pls-) when you're done being sick he'll take you over to mostro lounge. he's still worried you'll get sick again, so he wants you somewhere he can see you. very sweet of the eel.

Jamil Viper

when jamil hears that his beloved in the infirmary, he half wanted to throw away kalim's laundry and run over to where she was. but he couldn't. it was his duty as a retainer to take care of kalim.

instead, he took his phone, calling her number. there's a quiet "hello?" and jamil felt relief flooding his chest at her voice.

"hi," he said awkwardly, smacking himself internally at the slight blunder. it's not usual of him to not know what to say.

there's a puff of breath over the line, "jamil. what's wrong?"

"i heard you were sent to the infirmary?" jamil set the phone to speaker mode so he could work as he talked.

"oh. yeah, it was a bad stomachache," there's a slight embarrassment to her tone. "sorry...i think i said your name when the nurse asked me who to call."

"don't apologize," jamil's hands twitched with the need to pat her head, but she wasn't even here. "it's okay to lean on me when you're having a hard time."

"i know, but," a pause. "you have enough on your plate as is. i don't want you worrying over me too." her consideration warmed him, but he wished to the seven that he could be by her side.

and maybe someone was listening because kalim burst through the door, "wahh!! i can't take it anymore! stop doing the laundry, go visit your girlfriend already!!" jamil blinked at his charge. how long had he been listening...?

"is that kalim? don't worry, i'll be okay without jamil. i just needed some rest," she laughed a little, and jamil bit his lip at her words.

"stop folding stuff," kalim tugged his own shirt from jamil's grasp. "go already! i am giving you the executive order to make sure she's alright or else... or else i'll throw you a huge fancy feast for your birthday! complete with camels and a parade!" jamil groaned internally at the thought of an extravagant birthday and at the triumphant smile on kalim's face. he was caught.

he was pushed out of the scarabia mirror a few seconds later and told not to come back until later.

"so..." jamil startled slightly. he forgot that she was still on the line.

he coughed, "i'll be there soon. but first, what kind of soup do you like?"

the verdict? this man is a professional at taking care of others, courtesy of being kalim's retainer/bodyguard/butler/cook for all those years. he makes you your favorite soup with a ton of vegetables in it, and you guys eat together at the infirmary. his food is amazing, as always. he gets you a hot pack for your stomach, patting your head when you tell him it hurts. because he's someone who's not to fond of pda, it's surprising when he sits beside you on the bed and lends you his shoulder to doze on with a slight redness to his cheeks. when you're feeling better he has to take you with him to scarabia bc kalim kept pestering him to take care of you instead of doing his chores. you find them arguing over your health very entertaining.

Rook Hunt

with someone as eccentric as rook, you never know how he'd react to such news. safe to say rook's mind bounced around several places when he heard that his girlfriend had been sent to the infirmary. did she get into an accident? was it from magift or alchemy? did someone harm her? his petite mignonne? non, non, non! this wouldn't do! he had to see her right away!

being as well versed with the campus as he is, he made his way quickly and silently to the infirmary. he spotted her lying on a bed by the window. he pushed it open.

the noise must've startled her because she immediately swung her pillow towards him, hitting him in the chest.

"ma chère, how lively you are for someone that is bedridden!" rook laughed at the shocked look on her face. "i find that fighting spirit of yours très inspirant!"

"r-rook, what are you-" he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "why'd you have to come through the window? that surprised me."

"ah, i merely took the fastest route here. that is, through the window," rook sat down by your side. "is there anything you desire, ma chère? i shall get it for you."

"mmm, my stomach's still hurting but," she glanced up at him. "just...stay? if you can, that is. if you're busy that's o-"

rook couldn't contain the feelings in his chest, reaching forward to wrap his arms around her, "mon amour! your beauty stuns me yet again! très bien, this dutiful rook hunt will stay for as long as you need. i am a good boyfriend, non?"

she squealed a bit as they go tumbling onto the bed, "you're the best rook! you know just how to cheer me up."

and ah. this was why he loved his dear so much. even in sickness she was shining in her own way, pulling him into the bed so they could cuddle. and that smile on her face est vraiment très beau!

the verdict? not necessarily experienced with taking care of others (he's a hunter, after all) but !! his enthusiasm more than makes up for it. he makes you laugh so much that you aren't sure if the pain is from the stomach ache or from his jokes. oh also surprisingly good at singing so he sings a bit to help get you to sleep. he's got a softer and quieter side, which comes out when you're asleep. he strokes your hair and doesn't mind you using him as a pillow. you apologize but he claims he "only wanted the best for ma chère!" when you're feeling all better, he sweeps you away to pomefiore- he's going to pamper you ! to make sure you won't get sick again ! what a great boyfriend he is, non?

tiny rook dictionary: (with help from kuro_iris <3) petite mignonne (f) - little cutie | ma chère (f) - my dear | très inspirant (m) - very inspiring | mon amour (f/m) - my love | très bien - very well | non? - no? | est vraiment tres beau (m) - it's truly beautiful

Lilia Vanrouge

this old man is no stranger to getting calls from the nurse. his boys happen to get into accidents every once in a while, especially the spunky one who's voice could probably shatter a crystal cup with sheer volume.

so he's quite shocked to hear his lovely human's name fall from the nurse's lips. so surprised, in fact, that he almost dropped his phone. (silver stared at him questioningly but lilia didn't look angry so he just went back to sleep)

he used his magic to get over to the infirmary quicker, soaring up in the sky with little effort. who needed brooms when lilia had his trusty bats?

he chose to enter through the front doorway, as not to startle the nurses who were working. he was sure he looked a mess as he made his way to their bed.

he smiled and waved at her as she did a double-take, "l-lilia? woah, what happened to your hair?"

he let her fuss around with his hair, flattening any weird bumps and running her hands through it. no matter how he spun it, she was so very brave to be able to touch his hair so casually.

"ah, i was in a hurry to get here when i heard that some troublesome human got herself stuck at the infirmary," lila chuckled, relieved that she looked to be free from any injuries.

her eyes widened, "oh, i did say your name... sorry about that, it's just a really bad stomach ache."

"it is no trouble at all," lilia patted her head. "now, get better soon. it's no fun pranking people without you scolding me, hehe~"

she huffed, "you didn't terrorize anyone along the way, right?" cute of her to be thinking about other humans when he was right there.

"who do you think i am?" lilia chuckled as closed the curtains with his magic. "i didn't. i was too worried about my dear human."

"now get some rest, i'll watch over you," he placed a hand on his chin. "now how does that lullaby go again..?"

the verdict? he's...not completely horrible at taking care of people sjdfksj mostly because he raised silver. if it weren't for his experience with silver, he might've tried treating you the fae way, which is...definitely not pleasant for a human. oh great seven, you pale when he says he'll go cook you. you grab his hand and insist that his company was enough to help you. (lilia's food would just make your stomach ache worse. sorry lilia.) when you complain that your stomach hurts, he presses his hands against it and does...something. it's magic for sure, but you aren't sure what it is. he chuckled and tells you not to worry about it. once you're feeling better, he's taking you out flying !! it's been a while since he's felt the rush of flying, and who better to share that experience with him than his sweet human?

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[niicevibe]

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐈𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐨 + 𝐘/𝐍 𝐇𝐂𝐬

Aigh't, I'm back with some more headcanons. In the honor of Bleach returning, I'm coming with some for Ichigo! The most underrated of the Big Three (which is devastating bc he's one of the best anime protags there is, dare I say, better than my lovely Naru-bb, but let's not get into that on here and save the drama for anitwit...)

Anyway.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, just Ichi-bb being a doofus; small scenes + scenarios :)

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Yoruichi called it -- this boy's a prude. Even worse, he's a bit of a "tsundere".

Is it necessarily a bad thing? No... but it just makes dealing with things a little more difficult...

He's notoriously slow on the uptake of romance, so try not to be too disappointed if it takes a while for him to realize you're into him. Hinting at him probably won't do much to help your cause -- he's got "Main Character Syndrome", after all; he's got to have a minimum amount of denseness to survive. His stubborn hardheadedness really leaves much to be desired.

When it comes to friendships, however, they've always taken a certain priority akin to family. The Karakura group, his Soul Society friends, even the few Arrancar he'd gotten acquainted with -- those bonds are guarded and protected with Ichigo Kurosaki's very soul. The one he has with you is no different... if not marred with a certain forwardness.

And that's why it doesn't mean he hasn't noticed you acting "different" around him. Thankfully, he's that observant. He's actually worried about it, but since he's at least narrowed it down to being about him, he's become a little nervous to ask and find out the answer.

Ichigo isn't someone who'd go to others for advice unless it came down to the wire; another part to his stubbornness, he'll try and remain as independent as possible in trying to figure this - you - out. Because you're not giving in, either.

In the meantime, Ichigo has done well to keeping things between you and him and the others as normal as possible, not wanting to change any of his behaviours on the off-chance you'd pick up on them. Surprisingly, he's a good enough actor that you don't.

If the two of you are left alone now, it gets... quiet. A slightly uncomfortable silence that Ichigo does his best to try and think of a way to interrupt, but he's got a social ineptitude in that sense. Plenty of friends, you being one of them, and the amount of one-on-one's he's had with them and had no problems starting a conversation? It never even used to be this hard to start one up with you. So then why the hell am I struggling so much?

You feel it, too. Maybe you're not the best at starting conversations, either, but the silence is making it worse, and the longer it drags on, the more frustrated you find yourself getting. It's overwhelming, most days. Today, especially.

"There's... something you want to tell me, isn't there," Ichigo says quietly.

He thinks it's something bad, you realize, sighing at him. This time, you really don't have a choice but to finally say it.

"I like you," you tell him simply. "Dummy."

You... what? He might need you to repeat that; did he even hear you right? He's already a mess, lips parted to fill the lower half of his face, brown eyes widened in disbelief -- this is why you've been so different around him?! You've been like this for weeks! Because you what!?!

His face is about as red as a strawberry, and for a moment, he can't even look your way, instead turned to the opposite side to give him a second to collect himself, because he'd never really thought of the possibility that you'd liked him, up until now. He never thought about it, and now, it's all he's thinking about. You're all he's thinking about.

And naturally, this just gives his "inner self" something else to give him grief on; it'll be relentless. But he doesn't care. He's just trying to calm himself down enough so he can give you a half-decent response. Considering he'd never gotten good dating advice from his dad, which just makes him wonder how he'd managed to end up with his mom.

"O-Oi," he says at you, his bottom lip quickly dropping into a half-pout, half-scowl. "Y-You can't drop something like that and expect me to come up with something not half as dumb."

His answer after... is a lot more uncouth than he was hoping for. Ichigo tries to play himself off as smooth and uncaring, something his friends tease him about on the daily. You find yourself holding back a laugh, turning away from him this time, hand covering your mouth and puff-out cheeks. You taking the time to humor yourself with his romantic incapacities allows him to take a breath and at the very least, say something.

"I... don't know how to answer your question right now," he tells you, eyebrows furrowed and cheeks still peached with his blush.

His funny little cool guy persona that he maintains -- you're so in love with it. He's worn it for years, refining it and imprinting it with the shape of his soul so he'd never get caught with his pants down for any reason. With you and your confession, though, it's like he's wearing a pair of his signature skinnies that are five sizes bigger; he's struggling to keep his personality whole now as you hide your laughter behind your hand.

But he really likes all this about you, too -- how you don't restrain yourself when you laugh at something, a sound so deep-bellied and melodious and wholesome that it almost always gets a rise of smile onto his face, and everyone else's, for that matter; how when you tease someone, you never manage to insult them or make them feel lesser of a person; how no matter how embarrassed he feels from your confession, he can't deny the happiness he feels, either.

"But I guess I do, too. Dummy," he adds.

Things after that got a little confusing. It'd been a done deal; you guys were going to try out this dating thing. Ichigo was unprepared for how flustered it made him feel. He could barely keep it together long enough to pick out a shirt other than one of his graphic tees and settled on a loose button-up and the one pair of casual slacks he owned that still fit him from his final year of high school.

High school... He's known you for a lot longer than that. Since you'd lived in the same neighbourhood, you'd probably gone to the same junior high; you'd probably saw him get into all those fights that were always over his hair colour or his attitude -- were you the one who'd left those first aid items at the opening of the alleyway that one time?

You'd wondered if he'd remembered that. Some random pharmacy items just sitting on the ground, waiting for him to finish beating on some high school seniors. You walked the same route to get home -- of course you'd seen everything. A little hard not to be drawn to the sound of people getting beat up, isn't it? You could remember being glad that not long after, Ichigo had found a buddy to watch his back -- you were always grateful for Sado.

The same thoughts run through your head when you hear the small knock at your apartment door.

By no means would the Ichigo Kurosaki be some kind of romantic icon, not even if he'd been experienced with relationships. However, he's a soft mama's boy and his father doted on simped for his mama, meaning that Ichigo is very mild-mannered and at least knows dating basics.

So, when he would arrive at your door, he'd be holding some kind of gift -- maybe a flower, or a box of your favourite sweet or snack, like what he would do for the souls he'd find near the telephone poles. Something sweet and in earnest; nothing too overboard or overwhelming -- though in truth, he was the one getting overwhelmed on what to bring you until Karin and Yuzu intervened.

Ichigo is not a man who'd be one-hundred percent comfortable with most forms of personal displays of affection. If you're thinking of giving him a kiss under the public eye? Please don't; the man would have a heart attack and go full strawberry.

At least he'd be able to stop telling people his named didn't directly translate to the fruit...

Hand holding would probably be okay, but it could depend on how new into the relationship you two are together. He'd probably still end up flustered and embarrassed, made even worse when his hand starts sweating like crazy in yours before he's apologizing and rubbing them down his slacks.

He's a gentleman. Chivalrous and doting, he'll make sure that if he's present to open doors for you or carry things for you, he'll do it, even if it frustrates or flusters you, too, because he really doesn't have to, and when you voice this to him, you end up in a small argument walking down a busy street.

"Jeez, kissing you might've been less embarrassing than fighting," you end up grumbling.

And this shuts him up for the rest of the walk.

You've known him long enough to gauge his moods, such as when he needs to be left alone or when all he needs is someone in his presence; maybe someone to rant to. Historically, this last one is rare to happen, something you've presented as an issue to him and basically gave him a pre-ultimatum that that s*** don't sit well with you.

Small gestures you do that involve him might accidentally remind him of his mother, such as wiping something from his face or running your fingers through his rain-soaked hair a certain way. When you're walking down the road, you're always on the inside, furthest away from traffic, just like Masaki had done for him when he was younger. He'll explain this to you, too, after your morbid joke of--

"Hey, if I get hit by a car and die, you can just send me to the Soul Society and visit me there, huh? I'll go stay with Rukia and Renji or something."

-- that it's something that he needs to do, and he doesn't want to hear anything on it.

He also ends up flicking you in the forehead harder than he means to for saying such a stupid set of words, having to run into the nearest convenience store for a cold bottle to press against the growing bump.

"How are you going to survive an accident if you can't even take a finger hitting you in the head?"

"Because a car doesn't have the power of a death god!!"

If you need to reign him in or humble him, just throw some kind of cheesy, teasing remark at him or even go full n/sfw on him, he'll shut up -- guaranteed.

Now, in the rare chance that Ichigo might actually realize his feelings before you, he'll be blunt about it. He's not a guy that likes beating around the bush and is usually extremely straightforward. So, if he's leading the charge, you can bet he's going to take you off-guard with whatever confession he's devised to throw at you.

And if it's anything other than a "yes", he's going to be the biggest grump for the rest of your lives. Please don't even say "no" as a joke, he will not appreciate it; don't torture the man. He gets enough of that from his "inner self", especially if you say "no" and take it back. That's unnecessary fuel to the ever-burning fire inside his soul.

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[itsallyscorner]

I was wondering if you can write something about reader x marvel cast where they go on the tour bus with James Corden. Maybe reader is dating a costar (you can choose who)

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We Are Avengers

Pairing: Marvel cast x reader, Sebastian Stan x Fem!reader

Summary: Basically what happens during James Corden’s Star Star Tour😌

Warnings: None :)

Hello darling, thank you for the request! I apologize that it took so long for me to write, but I’ve been busy with school and I’ve been lacking motivation in general. But thank you so much for this request, it gave me the chance to rewatch one of my favorite Marvel cast videos so thank you for that as well, it never fails to make me smile. I hope you don’t mind that I chose Seb as the co-star you’re dating! Also, yes, I know I’ve been writing a lot of headcanons but writing this as a headcanon seems like the best way to write it for me😭 I’m gonna add in some pictures that the cast took with their disposable cameras, so enjoy😉

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When it was mentioned that you and some other members of the Infinity War cast were going to be on James Corden, you were very excited.

You enjoyed making appearances on late night talk shows; Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Kimmel—they were always fun to be on. Though you’ve always loved making appearances on James Corden’s show.

When you first heard about being on The Late Late Show, you were expecting to do a typical interview in the studio that would lead to playing a game later on in the show.

What you didn’t expect was to be led out to the parking lot with the rest of the cast, only to be greeted by a double decker bus with James’ face plastered alongside it.

At first you were all a bit confused but one of the producers came up to you all and explained the segment you were all filming.

Everyone was buzzing with exhilaration waiting to get on the bus. One by one you were called up, you being paired with Sebastian.

Wait, he would make you go up the stairs first so he can stay behind you, making sure you don’t fall. Omg and he would place his hand on your lower back too😭🥺

“Wow—Marvel’s own power couple, it’s such an honor to have you both on here. Thank you for coming!” James greeted the both of you. Partially acting because the cameras were rolling.

You and Sebastian beamed at him, proud of the title the fans and your cast mates have given you both over the years. “It’s always a pleasure to see you, James.”

James gives you both your name tags, pausing mid way while he was handing Seb his. James’ gaze shifts between you and Seb, “I’m sorry, you’re just both so beautiful.”

Seb bashfully thanks him, pulling you towards the seats, as you giggle behind him.

You and Seb sit towards the back, behind Don and Tom.

You all sit tight, talking amongst yourselves as you wait for the bus to start. In the seats were disposable cameras and some Late Late Show merch.

The bus hasn’t started driving yet, but you were all having too much fun with the disposable cameras.

Everyone was just taking pictures of each other. You and Seb took a couple selfies and some stolen shots of the others, mostly Anthony.

You even got a cute shot of Don and Tom:

Yes I know they used disposable cameras but I decided to tie in my ‘Polaroid’ series into this even though they’re not using Polaroids—just go with it😭

Being the more social one in the relationship, you were going up and down the aisle talking to everyone.

Seb stayed towards the back with Anthony and Winston. While you were at the front talking to Lizzie and Chris.

Being sad when you were all told to go sit down because you had to leave Lizzie.

Though it probably wasn’t shown in the video, I just KNOW that the filming for this segment was chaotic as fuck.

Chaotic in a good way.

But the whole bus was loud I just know it.

You could hear Mackie across from you talking loudly and laughing that contagious laugh of his.

You, Lizzie, Pom, and Zoe attempting to talk to each other from different spots on the bus over everyone else’s voice.

Chris and Paul can also be heard laughing all the way from the back.

James feeling like a parent because it felt like he was babysitting a bunch of toddlers.

The whole thing was freaking chaotic from the start, I mean ya’ll started the ‘tour’ with Benedict and Chris rubbing sunscreen on James’ legs.

Everyone passing around the sunscreen after, because it was sunny as hell and no one thought of wearing sunscreen.

Seb being a cheeky asshole and ‘accidentally’ smearing sunscreen across your face.

“Sebastian!” You gasped before a flash of light went off on you. When your eyes recovered from the flash you see Seb holding up a camera at you, snickering to himself.

James began to act as your guide, pointing out things like a coffee shop and explaining what it is.

All of you being childish and pretending to not know what a coffee shop or what a line is.

Laughing at Don when he got out of his seat and took a picture of the coffee shop. Like how he got into an over exaggerated position just to take a picture was funny.

Everyone being childish and acting as actual tourist in Los Angeles. Like pointing things out and asking about them or taking pictures of literally everything you drove by.

When Reggie Watts began that sing along thing everyone joined in, bopping and dancing along to the beat.

Like you guys are just having a really great time, happy to be in each other’s presence.

You could hear Sebby singing along to Reggie beside you, and you couldn’t help but just adore him singing and having fun.

He’d notice your stare, he may have had sunglasses on, but you could see the crinkle of his eyes from behind his sunglasses as he smiled at you.

“Na, na, na, na, na, na!” Seb repeated, leaning towards you to press a kiss on your temple.

Throughout the whole ride, he’d have his arm along the back of your seat or have it across your lap.

After the sing along, James went back to acting as a tour guide. He pointed to a red building—whatever it was—and deemed it as “Barbra Streisand’s holiday home”.

Josh Brolin, who was sat along at the back of the deck, raised his hand. “Excuse me! I—uh don’t mean to interrupt, but I have to use the bathroom. Can I use the bathroom?”

James pretending to cringe and telling him that in order to use the bathroom you have to be in three or more Marvel movies to use the bathroom—end credits don’t count.

Everyone being childish once again and yelling “OHHHHHHH!” Like a bunch of school kids.

James points to Tom, “Tom Hiddleston do you need the bathroom?”

Tom, with his soft voice and a small shrug says, “I’m actually okay!”

James then points to you and Seb, “My lovebirds at the back, Sebastian, (Y/n), do either of you need the bathroom?”

You and Seb glance at each other, “Nah we’re good.” Your boyfriend answers.

“Yeah, I used the bathroom before we came here.” You look behind your shoulder at Josh, a smug expression on your face, “Unlike some people.”

Josh flipping you off while everyone laughs at him.

Since Anthony and Seb aren’t sitting together, I just know that Anthony would be yelling at Seb from across the bus to get his attention.

No seriously, I saw them in the background of the video and even heard Mackie yelling lmao😭😂

“(Y/n) call Sebastian!” Anthony yelled at you from across the bus, pointing to the man beside you with a grin on his face.

You chuckle and nudge Seb, “Your boyfriend’s calling you.”

Seb would shake his head at you and turn his attention to Anthony; who just wanted to take a picture of Seb from his side of the bus.

James trying to get spoilers out of all of you but thankfully you all aren’t Tom Holland or Mark Ruffalo.

“Does anyone on this bus die in the next Avengers?” James asked. Suddenly you were all quiet, not a word coming out of any of you.

Until Paul began to scream his infamous line, “snITCHES END UP IN DITCHES!”

Getting confused when James suddenly asked the bus to stop and ran off the bus.

Next thing you know, you’re all hopping off the bus and walking into a comic store with a Spider-Man statue at the front.

Seb motioned to the statue and looked back and Anthony, “We gotta get a picture with that.”

Anthony instantly agreeing—he was willing to do anything to tease Tom Holland.

Seb’s not that huge with PDA, but he always needs to be touching you. So he’ll be interlocking your hands with his the moment you walk off the bus and all the way into the comic store.

Feeling thrilled to surprise the people who were shopping at the store.

You all walked around, mingled with some fans, taking selfies with them, and signed a few things.

You were looking at some Funko Pops with Lizzie when you felt a small tap on your leg.

You looked down to see a small girl looking up at you with wide eyes full of admiration. In her tiny hands was a Funko Pop of your character.

You and Lizzie instantly coo at the toddler, crouching down to her level so you can talk.

“Hey, sweetheart!” You greet her, taken back when she suddenly wraps her arms around you into a hug. You laugh wrapping your arms around her small figure and hugging her back.

“I love you so much!” She squeals into your ear, arms tightening around you. Your heart swelled as she excitedly babbled about how much she loved your character and how you were her favorite.

“I love you too! Oh my gosh, you’re so cute!” You decide to carry the toddler, who you later learned was named Lila. Her parents scolded her for distracting you from the other fans in the store, but you brushed them off, your attention focused on your tiny fan.

You carried her around while you met other fans and signed more comic books and merch.

You even introduced her to your other cast mates.

Sebastian’s heart absolutely melting at the sight of you with a baby.

Homie wants to wife you up one day and seeing you with a baby made his baby fever sky rocket.

“Lila, this is Sebastian! You know who he plays right?” You ask the toddler in your arms. Sebastian ducking a bit so he could hear her over the commotion in the store.

“Yeah, he’s the wiener soldier!” She replied. Both you and Seb had to hold back your laughs at her answer.

Lila bragging about how she loves you more than Sebastian.

Seb having to agree because he doesn’t wanna make a toddler cry.

Before you all left, you took pictures with Lila and her parents and signed a bunch of her merch.

^ the boys got their picture.

You guys get back on the bus only to come back to rolls of paper under your seats.

You all sang the “Avengers” song, singing screaming the lyrics dramatically.

Don and Anthony bringing on the vocals.

Before you guys get off the bus you all take a selfie together.

Leaving Chris Hemsworth on the bus and walking off the bus with your heart all warm and fuzzy because you had an amazing time with your boyfriend and your friends :)

This is so long holy shit

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hurtful things

+synopsis: genshin boys and the hurtful things they said.

+genre: angst; headcanons.

+characters: kaeya; diluc; childe; zhongli.

+warnings: swearing; crying; implied panic attack.

+order: hey bubs! i saw you doing requests and i HAD to ask for genshin angst :) spare me some tears pls <//3 preferably w kaeya or diluc or childe :) [submitted by @crackheadsara​]

+author’s note: okay so i included zhongli bc he’s the love of my life, also i needed comfort from him after writing such hurtful things :D

+navigation: main menu, genshin menu.

— KAEYA.

“i’m better off without you.”

you know from the way your door was knocked in the middle of the night on a weekday after months, that it’s kaeya. you rub your eyes sleepily, trudging towards the door as anger and doubt fuse into a nasty green in your mind. 

you unlock the door, pulling it open to see the man with the eyepatch tapping his foot on the deck of your home impatiently. he smirks when his eye lands on you, attempting to walk in but stopping himself when he realizes you're standing at the door, unmoving. 

"kaeya, it's three in the morning. and it's monday. i have to report to jean in three hours," you mumble tiredly as you look up at him. the lamp grass by your windowsill outside and the moonlit night accentuated his cerulean eyes and contrasting coffee-colored skin. he frowns, peering down at you as he asks, "may i come in?"

you shrug, opening the door wide as you let the man in. he places his sword on the table and proceeds to walk into the bedroom when you ask, "where have you been for the past two weeks?"

"work," his reply is the same. you let out a sigh in impatience as you retort, "that's the same excuse as always."

he was tired and wanted to sleep off the fatigue from his latest mission. but when he hears you say that, something in him snaps and he turns around, his jaw clenched and a fixed glare making you a little agitated. he raises an eyebrow as he says, "well, unlike you, i am an actual important member of the knights of favonius."

"kaeya, all i meant was that you're always gone. you never write a letter back even if i send you one, and you somehow manage to come back every single time, expecting that it doesn't hurt me. what am i supposed to do?" your voice is small as you look down, hair drooping towards the ground. you're not even yelling at him, you're just worried. he always leaves you alone(sometimes you tag along, but you couldn't tell why nowadays he'd leave you alone without some sort of warning).

"does it ever occur to you that you're just a hindrance?" he bites back, thinking that you're trying to put up a front. you flinch at his words, causing him to force a jeer before he starts again, "you always come along, so maybe i wanted to be away from you for a bit. that's why i leave without a warning so i don't have to tend to your yapping all day. because i'm better off without you."

you gasp as you look up to his figure, now retreating to your shared bedroom. you hear him fall onto the bed with a content sigh as you stand there, wiping at your tears incessantly as hiccups escape your lips. you bit your tongue to stop yourself from crying, pressing a hand on your mouth to muffle the sounds so you don't disturb kaeya. you get a quick peek in, eyes widening when you see him sound asleep and tucked in. 

so that's how it was, you think. 

the next morning, kaeya wakes up to a cold bed as his arm reaches out to an empty space. his eyes immediately pry open as he wakes up, to see that you weren't here. 

ah, he ponders to himself, you must've gone to tend to your duties. 

he stretches, letting out a yawn before walking out to the kitchen. he smiles when he sees a plate of food left for him on the countertop with a note from you. but somehow, something felt very wrong about this whole ordeal. this had happened before—he had come back from insanely long missions to you before, so what felt different?

and then it hits him. the things he said last night. he frantically looks around, his azure eyes completely drowned in horror as he notices small changes in your shared household. a few picture frames are missing on the living room walls, your keychain isn't on the bookshelf anymore, and worst of all, when he runs into the closet, half of your clothes are gone. 

did you really feel that bad about what he said?

in panic, he runs out and keeps going till he reaches the headquarters of the knights. he barges in this time, not returning the greetings of the guards upfront as he walks into jean's office. 

"where are they?" he pants, "i-i messed up, do you know where they are?"

jean's eyes widen as she says, "our associates were having a hard time handling with the fatui in liyue harbor so they volunteered to go there for sometime."

"how long has it been?"

"they left long ago, it's about to be around ten hours since," she says. kaeya's heart shatters as he hears those words. he hadn't expected you to outright leave like that, but if you had said the same things to him, he definitely would've stormed out. his voice cracks as he looks at the ground in shame, "h-how long until they'll be back?"

"i.. don't know."

he regrets everything he's said. he truly does because he doesn't even notice that tears are streaming down his cheeks until jean comes to his aid. he hates himself for all of it—he hates that he has to live in a home where traces of you are visible everywhere; worst of all, he hates how he knows he lost you for good. even if you come back, he knows you wouldn’t run and melt into his arms like you did before. you’re gone now, fading into the darkness and away from him. 

maybe it was for the best.

— DILUC.

“you’re nothing but a burden.”

after taking on a few abyss mages and mitachurls, diluc lets a grunt out in pain before you see the slash on his right arm. you gasp, pulling him to the side of the lake as you pull out a bandage and cotton from your bag to clean his wounds. he's reluctant to it at first, but he sits there quietly and broods as you clean the blood with cotton and some type of healing ointment. 

you tie the bandage on his arm, a tiny bit of vermillion liquid seeping through the white cloth before sitting down next to him, finally catching a breath. sighing, you look up at him and say, "that was reckless."

"no, what you did was reckless. who told you to come along with me to dadaupa gorge? you knew what you were getting into when you came along, so don't put this on me," he grumbled, frowning as you look at him with narrowed eyes and furrowed brows. you are sort of hurt, but you know he's only saying this in faux indignation, so it's okay. you chuckle out, beginning, "diluc, i was-"

"i don't know why i even bother with you at this point," he exasperates, looking into the distance behind you. he curses slightly under his breath, his rouge eyes filled to the brim with anger as it finally overflows, "you're nothing but a burden."

your eyes suddenly flick to gape at him in disbelief. you stand up, your voice hitching in your throat as you ask, "diluc, you mean that?"

and it all simmers down into ashes when he mumbles "of course i do" under his breath. your vision is blurry as you walk away from the red-haired man, your body trembling as you almost give away that you're crying your eyes out. you walk back in the direction the two of you came from, leaving your broken heart in the hands of diluc, who sat by the lake not muttering a word after. 

he knows he's said things he doesn't mean; he does that all the time, but you probably knew that. he figures you're leaving to catch a breath of fresh air—to be away from the tension-filled environment for a bit, you had a habit of doing that at home. he sighs as he ponders over his words for a bit. he knew it was wrong to display such harshness to you, but you probably knew he didn't mean anything by it. he always bubbled over rash things when he was frustrated. 

the sun sets in front of him, painting hues of aubergine and peach as it flows down. he wonders where you are, getting up from his spot by the lake to venture towards the path you walked off. 

only when he can't find you, is when he thinks that you might've actually taken offense to his words. although he cares about you sincerely, he finishes his mission first, getting a lead on the abyss order—because protecting monstadt was his first priority. you lingered in his mind every second of every day till he finally got back home. and when he didn't find you there, he asks adelinde about it, who only shakes her head and tells him, "i'm sorry, master diluc, but i haven't seen them come back. i thought they were with you."

it all pieces together in his mind now, how a small gasp had escaped your lips when he had called you a burden. the way you nodded begrudgingly, getting up and walking away from his presence as your shoulders trembled. the way he could hear you choke back a sob, but still ignored it, thinking you had overreacted in the situation. 

he searches the whole city for you. he searches every nook and corner, and even walks into the headquarters of the knights of favonius(he ignores kaeya's teases instead of biting back this time). and when he finally sees you, he holds himself back. his hand is suspended awkwardly in the air as he reaches out for you, your back turned towards him. 

maybe this was better—maybe it was a good thing that you had walked away from him. this way, the abyss order won't be able to harm you. this way, he won't be able to harm you. this way, you'll be safe and sound, away from the storm known as diluc ragnvindr.

— CHILDE.

“it’s not like you mean anything to me.”

it's not often you see childe. he's always in liyue, and you're here, stuck in monstadt or snezhnaya. it's cold today(as it always is) in snezhnaya, the snow covered almost everything outside as you looked out of your window, sipping on hot coffee as you sigh at the wilting roses on the sill. they'd wilted when you had gone to monstadt and you didn't have the heart to plant new ones.

just thinking about the blue-eyed childish man would make your heart bloom and cheeks flustered. you longed to spend more time with him, really. if only he wasn't affiliated with the fatui, he'd be able to spend more time with you. it had been months since you had seen him, and you longed to be in his arms once again, but who knows when that'll happen again? whenever he comes home, he chooses to spend a night with you and then head back. he'd laugh alongside you, tell you about his adventures, and give small reactions when you told him about yours. and the next morning, you'd wake up to an empty bed with a small note by the table, saying how he has to leave for work.  

a knock at your door snaps you out of your entranced state. as you open the lock and look out, you see childe, standing there with a tired grin and disheveled hair as he walks in without a word. he hands you a small paper bag, saying, "i brought you back something from liyue this time."

the same excuse, you think. it's always the same. he brings back small mementos and souvenirs as a pretense for staying, and by the time you think you can forgive him, he's gone. he plops down onto the sofa, stretching his arm out so you could join him. the thought of confronting him crosses your mind, but you shake it off—since he had only just gotten back. 

the night is the same as always. talking about each others' adventures, eating dinner by the fireplace, laughing alongside one another until you hit the bed. it's quiet now as you watch over his sleeping figure, his lapis-colored eyes now hidden. you sigh as you lay there for hours on end, twiddling with his brown hair as you wait for him to wake up(so this time you can actually say goodbye). 

when his eyes flutter open, he's a little taken aback when he looks over at you to see you wide awake. his brows furrow just a smidge as he says, "you're up."

"well, i wanted to say goodbye this time," you chuckle dryly, "you always leave without waking me up."

"i don't like the way you said that," he says, getting up from his position on the bed. you look away from him, your eyes displaying hurt as you murmur, "i don't like the way you leave."

"well, it's my job. it's not like i'm an adventurer like you, wasting my time around. i'm a harbinger and i have responsibilities," he says. his voice is neither too soft and nor too prickly, and you can tell that he's a little worked up by the way he lightly nips on the skin of his bottom lip as his gaze bores into you. 

"i didn't say you don't. all i said was that you could maybe sometimes stay for more than one night. it feels like you're using me, and when you're bored, you leave."

"oh?" he cocks an eyebrow as he stands up, "i'm using you, huh?"

you grimace at the tone of his voice, and when you look at him, you notice the sheer annoyance he puts up towards you. your voice is small when you ask him if he loves you—because you don't know anymore. seeing him once in a few months for the past few years has sure hurt you more than anything, and if you don't tell him now, then you might never get a chance. 

"what if i say i don't?" he smirks, walking up to you, "it's not like you mean anything to me. what if i agree that i am using you to make myself happy until i'm bored, so i can then throw you away?"

he doesn't like what he's saying either. his mind is screaming at him to stop, but he's worked up. he's irritated by the way you jabbed at him first thing in the morning, even though he knows you're right. his heart almost stops when he looks at the expression on your face after he says those words, and as he reaches out his hand for you, you turn away. 

your voice cracks, and he's sure his heart did as well when you mumble, "i-i'd like you to leave, please."

"wait, i didn't mean-"

"tartaglia," your eyes look into his, perhaps for the last time, as you give him a sad smile, "you don't have to come back to me anymore."

it hurts him as he leaves your home that morning. it hurts him when he comes back months later to see that your home is now empty. it hurts him because he tarnished the you that was once his. 

it hurts him, but he thinks it's for the best if you stay away from him if all he does is bring you pain.

— ZHONGLI.

“i’d like you to leave me alone.”

zhongli was never one to pick fights. he was peaceful; his thoughts were positive(most of the time), and he almost always preferred to talk about his problem rather than fighting about it—he believes that fighting will only bring pain, so why not confide in one another about our problems instead?

he's quiet. he's not shy(it's quite the opposite, actually), but he's one to prefer to only talk when absolutely necessary. he's the type to listen rather than speak, saying something like, "we have two ears and one mouth. speak less than you listen."

he smiles when his mind goes back to the time when he said that to you while having a cup of tea together, and you'd replied, "my mother used to tell me that when i was a child."

because it's true; every child in liyue harbor has heard those words at least once in their lives. the quality of listening is appreciated more than the quality of speaking—and zhongli, for one, was a listener. 

you, on the other hand, were a speaker. you always woke him up every morning with a smile as bright and everlasting as the sun, babbling about breakfast and tea as he got up from the bed. you were the one that carried conversations on your shoulders on morning walks, you were the one that intertwined your fingers with his as the two of you walked amongst flowers, adoring them as you talked about the contrasting colors of silk flowers and glaze lilies. he loved you for that. he loved you because you were a speaker. he loved you because you were a perfect balance, the only one who could soften his hardened heart. the only one whom he'd chosen to wake up next to in the mornings, the only one whom he'd let ruffle his hair without asking(because he secretly liked it). 

so why had he reversed the roles tonight? why was he the one to bubble out his frustrations to you, speaking in a cold and stern manner instead of the loving tone that was only reserved for you? why was he the one to speak tonight, and why were you the one to listen?

it's not like he was actually frustrated—he was only thinking about something else as you asked him what he wanted for dinner. it surely wasn't your fault when he had poured over turbulent words to you. and he knows that the ones that hurt the most probably were, "i'd like you to leave me alone."

he looks up at the stars, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he walks back into his shared home with you. he looks around, and when there's no sign of you, he feels himself break apart even more. 

had you actually left? he wants to run to you and tell you he hadn't meant any of those words because he hadn't. he wants to touch you, to caress you, to please you, to make you smile—and he wants to admit he was wrong. he wants to make it right, but he doesn't know where you are. 

he walks into the empty bedroom, sitting on the cold mattress as his eyes sting. he doesn't understand what's happening, or why there are small drops of water falling from his eyes. he doesn't understand why everything feels heavy all of a sudden—his heart, his throat his lungs, everything. he doesn't understand why he feels like he's trapped in a box, and the water seems to be filling up more quickly than he'd prefer. he wants to reach for air, but he can't.

he couldn't breathe without you. 

he hears the door close and immediately gets up in haste to walk to the living room where he sees you take off your boots. you turn around to see him, his disheveled hair and frantic eyes finally calming as he walks over to you and engulfs you in a warm embrace. his throat cleared up, and so did his heart and lungs as he mumbles against your ear, "i'm so sorry."

you smile smally, looking up at him as you cup his cheeks and wipe a stray tear, and mutter, "it's okay, zhongli. stress gets to the best of us."

god, how he loves you. he places a small peck on the top of your forehead as he feels his lips turn upward at your touch and the scent of glaze lilies lingering over you tells him that you'd been to the flower garden. he sleeps with your fingers weaved with his that night and pulls you even closer if you untangle with him in sleep. 

he makes a promise to himself saying he'd never hurt you like that again, and he keeps it.

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[babydaddyleorio]

How they would act on a plane

These are very much crack headcanons because I needed something to help me escape my writing plateau lmao

                                    How they would act on a plane

Chrollo

-If he’s sitting next to a girl? Oh he’s flirting the whole plane ride.

-Literally won’t shut up and tells her this very extravagant story trying to woo her, the whole time eyeing the necklace that’s placed on her neck.

-Also did I mention that he’s in first class? Yeah he definitely tied up some guy in the bathroom and “borrowed” his ticket.

-He’ll order drinks for him and the girl and will secretly pay for them with her money.

-A true finesser.

-Even the flight attendants love him. He has so many numbers now.

-If he does happen to sit by himself, he’ll probably read a book while listening to classical music.

-He refuses to sleep because he feels like he has enemies everywhere watching him.

-like please you are not the main character Chrollo take the damn nap. 

Shalnark

-He's on his phone the whole time but he’s so obnoxious with it. He purposefully has his volume all the way up just to annoy everyone around him.

-He’ll play games like candy crush and laughs super loudly If he makes a match and groans sadly If he runs out lives.

-The old man next to him wants to bang his head against the chair in front of him because he literally won’t shut up.

-Doesn’t put his phone on airplane mode.

-Probably hacks into the plane. Literally will make the bathroom have the occupied sign on the whole plane ride so no one could use It.

-Has a needle in the pilot’s neck just for fun.

-Also has the plane doing loopity loops in the sky and everyone is screaming for their lives while he’s just laughing evilly.

-Claps when the plane lands.

Feitan

-He just reads the whole ride.

-If you accidentally brush his arm he gives you a death glare.

-He has to jump to reach the overhead because it’s too high.

-He woke up way too early so he’s in a “I hate everyone” type of mood.

-Hisses when the person beside him tries to open up the window.

-He accidentally sits next to an escape exit and when the flight attendant asks him If he’s ready to save others just in case something happens he’s like “....No.”

-Refuses to change his answer too

-Listens to music on his playlist and silently pretends to be in a music video.

Franklin

-Takes up all of the space and squishes you.

-You wonder how the hell his earlobes got that long and he would say something smart to you like “It’s rude to stare.”

-Well excuse me...

-Someone in front him will lean back in their seat and their hair covers the movie he’s watching. 

-Is scared to move it so he just sits there like “😐”.

-All the drinks are too small to fit in his hand so he awkwardly sips from the straw that’s poked in his apple juice box.

-Someone ends up leaning their head on his shoulder while they are sleeping.

-Doesn’t know what to do now and is frantically looking around for help.

Machi

-Knitting or sewing the whole time.

-Do not try to talk to her. She won’t respond.

-Has a window seat because she likes to peacefully look at the clouds and city lights as she’s sewing.

-Also to imagine Hisoka falling from the sky without a parachute.

-Ah, so tranquil.

-Doesn’t like riding on planes because they’re kind of scary. She would never tell anyone that though. 

-Wanted to sit next to Pakunoda but instead got stuck sitting next to a chihuahua who won’t stop yapping at her the entire ride. 

-Has to stop herself from yeeting it out the window.

-The dog will see he’s not getting through to her, so he’ll slowly raise his leg up and Machi will literally start screaming at what he’s trying to do. 

-Yeah she hates her life.

Shizuku

-You can hear pierce the veil blasting from her headphones.

-Binky has its own seat for some reason.

-She goes to the bathroom and once she sees that It’s occupied (kudos to Shalnark) she will turn to go back to her seat but already forgot where she sits.

-The type to bring a book that she never reads.

-If the person next to her is watching a movie, she’ll change It simply because she doesn't like It.

-There’s one flight attendant constantly flirting with her and she gets a lot of free drinks because of them.

-Of course she never catches on and forgets who they are every time they try to talk to her.

Phinks

-Will argue with the flight attendant about how expensive the peanuts are.

-After like five minutes, he finally buys the peanuts and once he’s about to eat them the turbulence becomes so strong that It makes them fly everywhere.

-He has to resist the urge to punch the air.

-Phinks has to have an aisle seat because he gets paranoid easily.

-Phinks will try to go to sleep but there will be a kid constantly kicking the back of his chair.

-He will turn around and would be about to throat punch the kid when suddenly he sees how hot his mom is.

-Simp mode activated.

-He’ll try to flirt with the mom but the kid will notice and he ends up “accidentally” squirting his drink in Phinks face.

-Yeah It’s on sight when he gets off the plane.

Nobunaga

-Watches a movie, probably one dealing with samurai. 

-Somehow got past security with his Katana?

-Most likely because of Shalnark

-Ate really bad airport food which messed up his stomach.

-Feels sick and tries to hold It in, but you can tell by his face that he’s struggling. The old lady beside him stares with wide eyes once she hears his stomach literally start beat boxing.

-He runs down the aisle clenching his cheeks and knocks harshly on the bathroom door, but he sees that sign says occupied.

-Nobunaga is shouting at the non-existent person in there to hurry up holding his stomach.

-Shalnark Is eating popcorn and laughing at Nobunaga as he watches him through the security camera.

-Goes to ask the flight attendant for hemorrhoid cream

Pakunoda 

-Is really nice and will talk to you If you start a conversation with her

-Has earbuds packed for the altitudes and offers you some as well

-Turns her brightness down as she reads smut on her phone. Literally turned her whole body and everything so no one could see the words.

-Her face is so red as she stares at her phone and the flight attendant is so concerned that they ask if she’s okay. Pakunoda jumps so high and almost chucks her phone once she sees them standing over her, scared that they’ll see that she commented “😩💦” under the fanfic.

-Brings homemade snacks and sandwiches that no one wants 

-Has a window seat because she wanted to look out the window and see how small the land is below her

-Unlike Machi, Pakunoda has a cat sitting next to her and the cat absolutely loves her.

-Will probably steal it 

Uvogin

-sleeps the whole ride with a mask over his eyes and a neck pillow that he swiped from someone earlier.

-He snores sooo loudly and everyone around him is irritated because they can’t go to sleep because of It

-He would eat all the food on the plane

-Is the type to laugh very loudly at the movie playing or give commentary about each scene that’s happening

-Didn’t bring any luggage with him and… yeah...

-His head touches the ceiling of the plane and Its really uncomfortable 

-Has no Idea where he’s going but got on the plane anyway

Hisoka (honorable mention)

-Somehow sits in first class with Chrollo and once Chrollo sees him he almost loses his shit

- “This seat is taken.” Chrollo would say while staring straight ahead but Hisoka ignores him and sits down anyway.

- “Do you not enjoy my company?” He’d tease while licking his lips.

-Chrollo immediately gets him kicked out.

-So now he’s stuck in economy with the rest of the troupe. None of them let him sit with them either.

-Finds an empty seat and sits down In it and starts laughing to himself because he’s plotting on how to get back to first class.

-The person sitting next to Hisoka is legit terrified and they side eye him the whole ride while clutching their bag to their chest.

-Will trip people walking down the aisle with his bungee gum.

-He would purposefully take his time to get his bag out, creating a long line for no reason.

-Whole time doesn’t even have a bag.

-Is banned from ever riding a plane again.

[wrong-way-sir]

Late Night Ramen:

TW: sanji headcanon, fem!reader, fluff, established relationship, late night sneaky snacks, sanji is a very big flirt, heavy heavy flirting.

comments: this is not proofread. i made this while eating late night ramen

Stepping into the galley you were greeted by the dark creaking of the floorboards under your bare toes. The subtle sound of waves crashing against the hull aided in the roaring waves of hunger inside your stomach. It was late, too late to be eating and you knew you were supposed to be caring to the crow’s nest but your stomach wouldn’t settle.

You hadn’t been able to eat dinner due to running around the latest island stop with your ship’s navigator and doctor on errands that your rubber captain had requested. It had taken the three of you all day to acquire the supplies for the cargo load and you had been the last one to arrive back on deck. It had been an hour after sundown when you had stepped on the ship and much of the crew had already made their way to their quarters in need of sleep. It wasn’t the first time you had to fight your hunger off as you stood post but this time was different. You were starving…

Your eyes scanned over the galley, the full moon that was shining through the porthole casted blue shadows around the clean kitchen table. A rumble caught your ears with the tightening of your guts and you pressed a cold hand to calm it’s cries. God, you needed food now.

There was a small hesitant step towards the fridge and as your eyes landed on the fridge they fell to the small lock resting on the handles of the fridge. An  exasperated sigh left you as your free hand gripped the large padlock. Your teeth sunk into your lip as you fought back a loud curse that was to be directed at your captain’s hunger that had caused the ship’s chef to take precautions against starvation at sea. You felt like crying as your stomach growled louder once more, aiding in the cacophony of noises of the boat.

The small curse you were trying hold back fell from your lips just as your hand did from the lock after a violent shake of the handle that sent a clatter through the darkened room. As you took as step back your head turned into the direction of creaking floorboards behind you just as the galley door swung open. A gust of air made you shiver and jump as your turned around to the presence behind you. A small squeal left you and your hands flew up to your mouth to subdue the sound that left you in fright. Your stomach jumped up into your throat from the sudden fear as you looked at the assailant that has startled you.

“Y/N-chan?” Sanji, the ship’s attractive blond headed cook and your flirty boyfriend stood behind you, his shirt and pajamas pants wrinkled and his usual swept hair looking rather messy. The man had clearly just woken up, catching you red handed in his kitchen. “What are you doing?”

A small blush of embarrassment seeped into your warm cheeks and on stumbling legs you stepped backwards to the fridge. The cold metal stung your warm shoulders as your pressed into the machine. You cleared your throat as you looked at your boyfriend just a few feet away with his hand blocking the only exit out of the kitchen.

“Sorry, Sanji… I—“ A large rumble from your stomach echoed between your two bodies. You grimaced as you watched Sanji’s eyebrows raise in concern as your hand pressed into your stomach.

“Y/N, My love, You’re hungry?” Sanji asked as if you had been shot and you gave a small nod and chuckled as he let out a huff. “Did you not eat when you got back? I had saved you something.” He added as his hand fell from the doorway and he made his way closer towards one of the cupboards in a rush of panic. You shook your head at the dramatics your boyfriend was pulling.

“Goddamnit Luffy, the man is a walking garbage disposal absolutely no class. I’m terribly sorry y/n-chan you know I would never let you go hungry. What would you like to eat?” A sigh left the chef’s lips as he looked to the empty cabinet that had been the place where your saved meal had been and disappeared. When Sanji’s eyes landed on you you took note of the sleep and shook your head.

“Sanji, it’s okay, you’re tired, I was just going to get a snack to hold me over until morning.” You shook your hands and he shook his head and made a scowl as he approached you. It had been the truth you weren’t looking for a five-star meal. It was just to be something to calm your relentless growling stomach.

But as your handsome cook stared at you with his warm, tough hands now gripping your soft fingers in place. You couldn’t hold eye contact with him, afraid that you would give in and have the tired man actually treat you to a full course dinner like he would like to everyday if he could. You shook your head again and blinked softly as a minty gust of air floated across your face as the blond man sighed.

“Y/N, you know I will never let my love go hungry, just tell me what you would like it’s no trouble.” Sanji protested with a soft flirt and gave your fingers another squeeze just as the heat in your face burned deeper on your cheeks. You gave a nod with a soft chuckle as you tried to pull back. Your fingers falling apart to little dismay.

“Sanji, you know I’m not picky.” You told him the truth and he gave a nod with a soft smile.

“Ah, yes another thing I love about you miss y/n.” Sanji laughed as he fluttered his hand to you to usher you to the wooden table in the middle of the moon lit room. “Now just sit down alright, I’ll make you something quick and tasty.”

A hum left you with small nod as Sanji’s fingers danced over your shoulder as he made his way to the fridge, quickly undoing the lock on the fridge. You watched as the chef pulled out multiple ingredients to your dismay. A sigh left you, you hadn’t wanted him to make a mess or a big deal about your hunger.

“Sanji, I said-“ You started just as the handsome man turned around with an arched eyebrow and a chuckle. A knife in his hand but pointed at himself.

“Relax, my love, I’m just making you ramen,” Sanji said softly as he walked over to the sink to fill up a small pot and place it on the open burner that had flicked to life with the turn of a dial. “You do like ramen right, my swan?” He flirted and you nodded.

“Y-yes, Sanji… I like anything you make.” You admitted and smiled as a tired chuckle came out of the man miraculously working away in the dim light of the kitchen. A soft ‘I’m glad’ came from the man as he gave a tired look your way through the moonlight.

The sounds bubbles on the stove, the chopping of green onions and other vegetables, the searing of meat on a pan, and the warm smell of savory broth filled the galley after a few minutes. Your eyes felt heavy and your shoulders slumped into your chest as your rested your chin on your propped hand. Your eyes fluttered with each move Sanji made just feet away from you.

“Would you like me to take over after your eat, Y/N-chan?” Sanji’s voice flirted over towards you from the counter where he was beginning to place your food in a ceramic bowl.

“Hmm?” You asked with a fluttered gaze before you shook your head, “Oh-no it’s alright, I can manage for a couple more hours. Zoro’s supposed to keep watch next.”

“That buffoon can barely stay awake during the day, I’ll take watch I will never leave that man to take care of what’s mine, my love so after you eat just head to bed alright?” Sanji’s voice was closer this time and when you casted a glance up you saw the blond hovering over your shoulder with the steaming bowl and a glass of water. “Not that you need the beauty sleep, you already make my heart race every second.”

A chortle escape you as he placed the bowl in front of you at the poor attempt at flirting. The aroma of the broth, onions, noodles, and various spices and cooked meat making your mouth water and your stomach growl like a tiger. Quickly, your fingers picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a heaping helping of noodles before shoving them in your mouth. A satisfied hum left you as you swallowed down after vigorously munching.

“Is it good, Y/N-chan?” Sanji asked with an amused chuckle as he watched your stuff your cheeks with his food. With your chopsticks still hanging from your mouth and your cheeks filled to the brim you looked at him and gave a nod.

“Dewi-sious.” You muffled through your hand as you chewed. Sanji’s laugh echoed once again as he made his way back to the stove to cleanup the mess he had made in the process. “Thank you, Sanji. I really appreciate it.” You told him as you slowed down your eating as you sipped on the warm broth.

“Of course my love,” Sanji said as he worked his way in the sink, with soap and water. “next time you’re hungry don’t hesitate to ask me, alright? I would happily become sleep deprived for you.”

“I’m sure you would, Sanji.” You mumbled softly to yourself but knew Sanji had heard as he hummed and gave a knowing look your way with another soft smile. “Your hunger is greater than mine.”

With another bite of your tasty ramen and Sanji wiping off his hands on a clean rag he made his way towards you. An eyebrow arched towards him as you slurped up more thick, tender noodles. You gave a soft swallow as you felt a soft, thumb swipe over your bottle lip from the broth still tainting them.

The tinge of your pink cheeks turned darker as you watched Sanji lick the broth off his thumb, causing your chopstick to fall into the bowl. Sanji chuckled as he leaned closer, his tainted hand grabbing you chin softly just as he placed a small peck to your forehead.

“Enjoy your food, my love.” Sanji said as he thumbed over your cheek, his dark eyes staring back at you as he pulled back with a cheeky grin. “I’m taking post. I’ll see you in the morning, goodnight my miss y/n-swan.”

“Goodnight Sanji, thank you.”

[just-a-little-cellist]

Hey, I just read your Levi alphabet headcanons and they were so good!! So in relationship to that I was wondering if you could write a sub! Levi fic with a humiliation kink. No pressure, and I love your writing :)

A/N: ah thank you so much! I'm really happy that you like my stuff!! ok sorry this has taken a while but I didn't want to mess this up, I've had so much fun writing this one and it turned out way longer than I expected :) hope you enjoy it!! sub levi is my fav so :P

warnings: nsfw content, d/s dynamic, dom reader, use of 'mistress' but aside from that reader's gender isn't specified, light bondage, crying, humiliation kink :)

You always seemed to know.

You could read him like an open book, and it surprised him every single time. You knew him better than anyone, sometimes better than himself. You could see straight through him, and there was no hiding from that.

Today was no different. It was written in his stiff demeanor, his unusually icy glare, the harsh bite of his words, everything about him expressing that he was on edge much more so than normal. Although he could always relax slightly more when it was just the two of you, today he hadn't yet dropped his cold facade for even a second.

Having had some free time for once in your busy life, you were sat in the armchair in the comfort of your bedroom, nestled in the corner with a book in your hands. Levi had unfortunately been called into a last-minute meeting, much to your dismay, so you waited patiently until he got back.

You heard the slam of the door shutting as he got in and looked up to see him enter, but it was a shock to see the scowl on his face. On any other day the smile you greeted him with would be reciprocated (even if it was only subtle), however that seemed beyond reach considering his bad mood. Your book was quickly discarded.

"Levi? What's wrong?"

Not bothering to look up at you as he roughly tugged his shoes off, he muttered, "Got given a fuck ton of paperwork to finish by the end of the week, plus I've got to watch over the shitty brats from the 104th tomorrow."

You gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry sweetheart. You still have today off though, don't you?"

"Yeah, but if I don't start this work now it won't get finished on time."

"You're going to overwork yourself. Take some time off."

He glared at you, anger smothering his features. "You think it's that easy? You think I don't want a day off? I've got shit to do, I can't just take breaks when I feel like it! Just fuck off and let me work!"

The second the words left his mouth and he saw the way you were looking at him, a wave of guilt washed over him.

"I...I..." He looked away. "Shit..."

Standing from the chair and walking in front of him, you gently took his hand, causing his eyes to flicker up and meet yours. "Levi, look at me. I understand that you're stressed, believe me, but I'm just wary of your wellbeing. You're human too, and even Humanity's Strongest needs a break sometimes." You pressed a finger to his lips when he went to protest. "Think about this logically. If you work non-stop, then you won't be able to concentrate as well, will you? Plus, if you fall behind a little with paperwork, I'm always here to help. I don't mind doing extra if it helps you out. Do you understand?"

"I... don't want to be a burden on you."

"You aren't burdening me if I'm offering."

He nodded, then looked down. "I didn't mean to yell at you." His voice grew smaller, a telltale sign he was nervous. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Levi. I know it wasn't intentional."

He looked thoughtful for a moment, though quickly suppressed it.

"What is it?" You had a vague idea, since the same thing happened quite a lot when he was pent-up, but you wanted to be sure.

"It's nothing."

"Tell me."

"I just thought..." His cheeks got warmer and he mumbled, "Maybe we could try that thing we talked about?"

You cupped his face in your hand. "Are you sure you're up for it at the minute?"

"I need to... I need you to help me let go... just for a bit..."

"Ok then, if you're certain." You kissed his cheek. "I'm going to go and fetch a couple of things, stay put."

Levi stood in the middle of your shared bedroom, hands fidgeting in anticipation as he waited for you to return. This was a jump from what your dynamic usually was, but he desperately wanted to try it and you had happily obliged.

You soon returned, locking the door behind you, holding a neat coil of rope and something else that Levi couldn't quite see.

"This is new for us, so I'm not going to go overboard right away. Is that ok?"

Levi took a deep breath. "Mhm..."

"Remind me what your safe words are."

"Amber to slow down, red to stop everything, and hum the melody if I can't speak."

You smiled. "Good boy."

Placing your equipment on the table beside you, you sat down in the armchair and watched him for a moment, still fidgeting and not quite sure what to do with himself.

"Strip," you commanded, lacing dominance into your tone.

Levi blushed and began taking his clothes off, laying each article on the bed until he was completely naked. He stood before you, feeling incredibly exposed and subtly trying to cover himself.

You shook your head in disapproval. "You know better than that. Hands behind your back."

He hesitantly complied, now unable to hide his rapidly growing arousal, and his face flushed a deeper shade of red.

"Kneel." You gestured to the space in front of you and he followed. "Tell me why we're doing this."

He swallowed nervously. "Because I was mean to you."

"That's right. You took your feelings out on me, so we're going to fix that, hm?"

He nodded.

"Use your words."

"Yes mistress..."

"Good boy." You leaned closer, picking up the thing that Levi hadn't yet seen. "Open your mouth."

He did as you asked and soon found out what the object was. You fastened the ball gag securely and looked down at Levi, smirking at the sight. His eyes were wide as he grew accustomed to the foreign feeling, but he couldn't conceal the interested twitch of his cock in response to it.

"You're so pretty like this. Stand up, turn around, and keep your hands behind your back."

Once again following your directions ever so obediently, you picked up the coil of rope and bound his wrists together, before trailing your fingers over his hips. Levi shivered in arousal and tried not to lean into the touch. You knew how sensitive he was, particularly around that area, so you continued to focus your attention to his hips and his inner thighs; all too soon he was tense and shaking, and the second you pulled away he whined from the loss of contact.

"Patience." You turned him around to face you and leant back in the chair, patting your thigh in invitation. "Come here." He stepped closer, unsure of how to proceed, so you gripped his hips and pulled him down to straddle your leg. He whimpered at the sudden pressure on his cock.

"Do you want to cum tonight, sweetheart?"

Levi nodded eagerly.

"After your behavior today, you're going to have to earn it."

Seeing Levi's curious expression, you stroked one finger up his length, making him buck forwards into your touch.

"You're going to get yourself off on my leg, and I'm going to watch, understood?"

He nodded again, whining as you pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw.

"Good. Don't keep me waiting."

Levi wasted no time in grinding down against your thigh, immediately moaning around the gag at the feel of your rough denim jeans against his sensitive cock. It seemed that just having him in such a position was more than enough to get him worked up - your dynamic before had been rather gentle, with only a small power imbalance, so it was a sudden shift to now be in this position, with yourself fully clothed but with Levi naked, bound, and entirely at your disposal.

As you watched Levi rut desperately against you, you thought back to the moment he asked to try this. He told you that he wanted to be used, helpless, humiliated, although he had been rather shy about it to begin with. With the words almost failing to come out, he blushed deeply when you suggested trying it for the first time. You promised it would be a surprise, to keep him on edge with the anticipation and add to the experience when it finally happened, and you certainly hadn't disappointed him if his moans were any indication.

Every thrust of his hips teased him closer to the edge, and as much as you loved to touch Levi usually, this had to be something he did on his own. Knowing that this was all because of his own intense desire, that it wasn't you controlling his movements, that it was his decision to act like a bitch in heat, would only make his feelings of shame more pressing.

You never took your eyes off him for one second, content in the knowledge that it made him feel just that bit more vulnerable, until you glanced at the mirror mounted on the adjacent wall. Levi had clearly forgotten it was there in his pleasure-induced stupor, so you decided that it wouldn't hurt to remind him.

Gripping his chin carefully, you tilted his head to the side so he could see exactly what he looked like in that moment; the mirror was at the perfect angle to reflect every single thing he was doing, all his wanton desperation captured in that perfect image. Although he flushed red in humiliation, he couldn't bring himself to stop his actions, being forced to look himself in the eyes as he rode your leg, and he whimpered in embarrassment as he drooled around the ball gag.

"Look at you, Levi. You're pathetic, aren't you?"

His movements never faltered, but tears began to well up in his eyes as you kept him facing the mirror.

"Imagine if everyone else could see this, hm? Their mighty captain reduced to a needy little slut..."

He sobbed, droplets rolling down his face, and sped up, nearing his high.

"Do you need to cum, Levi?"

A frantic nod in response.

"Do you deserve it? Do you think you've earned it?"

More nodding.

"And you've learnt your lesson?"

A nod and a pitiful whine.

"Very good. Cum for me, Levi."

Tears streaming down his face, Levi moaned as he reached his peak and came with a sharp cry, the sensations all becoming too much for him to bear. He trembled as he came down again, panting and leaning forward to rest his head on your shoulder.

"You've done so well for me, sweetheart," You cooed, reaching behind him to unfasten the gag and untie the rope, putting them both back on the table and taking Levi's hands. He looked up at you and you wiped his tears. "How are you feeling?"

Still catching his breath, he nodded, pressing his forehead against yours. "It... it was really good."

"Not too much?" you questioned, stroking his hair.

"It was perfect... thank you mistress..."

"I'm glad. Now let's get cleaned up, then we can rest. Does that sound alright?"

"Mhm..." Levi smiled lazily and nuzzled against your neck. "As long as I'm with you."

[glorified-red]

Could I request hcs for subtle ways the boys express their protectiveness?

Thank you for the request my love! I got to play a fun little game of ‘Eenie Meenie Miney Mo’ for which request to do.

Protective BatBoys

word count: 1600~

warnings: insinuation of someone getting hit by a car, mentions of attackers

I was quite tempted to write Bruce headcanons to this but I must hold back ><

Dick Grayson

Ah, Dick Grayson, the King of small romantic protective gestures

Every time, without fail, Dick will wait until he watches you get inside your house safely before driving/walking away

Its a really cute tick of his because he covers it up with a goodbye kiss and goofy waves that leave you giggling even after you close your house door

But its so he knows where you are, and he can see for himself that you made it safely inside because the second he turns away too soon, you may get locked out, or someone can crawl out from the bushes and nab you

Paranoid, he knows

He constantly wraps you up in things, when you two go swimming he’ll patter up from behind you and place a towel around your shoulders, patting you dry along the way

Very insignificant gesture but he doesn't want you to catch a cold in the A/C or Gotham wind

He’ll do the same with his jackets, maybe even plop his hat on your head when it's gets to the snowy seasons 1. Because its adorable seeing the hat fall into your eyes and 2. Because it'll warm your head up

Scarves too, he’ll even go on a tangent about how cold it is outside while he wraps you in it

Dick will always offer to drive you places, even if you insist on driving yourself to meet up with him or walking there, Dick will still offer because it means he’ll be present if you get into a wreck, sucks but then he can help with first aid

If you decline his offer though, he’ll politely ask for you to take Titus or Ace with you whenever you walk somewhere, they’re trained and he trusts them to keep you company/safe when he can't 

Jason Todd

Jason’s protectiveness comes from a place of knowing how cruel the world actually is

He can't stand the idea of anything happening to you

If he has to, he will use his reputation of Red Hood as a way to keep you safe, putting a man at gun point and sneering out, “They’re off. Limits.”

He’d bust a whole trafficking ring if it meant ending a person who touched you or hurt you in any way

But Jason’s protectiveness doesn't stop while he's wearing the helmet

Even when you two are sleeping, Jasons unconsciously protecting you, no matter how you two cuddle, Jason always positions himself as closest to the bedroom door

Whether his back is to the door or he’s facing it, Jason needs the comfort of knowing any person coming into the room would have to get through him before even reaching you

He also envelopes you, he's a big guy so its pretty easy for him to wrap you up in his arms as an extra layer of protection from the outside world

Jason doesn't really like the idea of training you past basic combat or gun skills, hell, he doesn't like involving you in the family business if he doesn't have to

So he inserts himself into any situation you may need protection in

Which is exactly why he starts going to the gym with you as a work out buddy

Jason makes it sound like he just wants to spend time with you or help you achieve your goals faster since he knows how the body works from his Robin days

But deep down you both know his true intentions: he wants to keep an eye on you

The gym is crawling with creeps that have the guts to ogle at you or get too touchy, but having Jason’s 6 foot beefcake of an ass standing beside you the entire time is like an instant creep repellent

Plus, he gets to spot you and make sure you don't get injured from bad technique or from pushing yourself too hard

He’ll even encourage you with innuendos the entire time, but at the end of the day, he’ll gladly walk you home

Tim Drake

Tim is the most subtle about his inner protectiveness, a subtle King if you will

Most times when he gets protective, you never even notice

When you two cuddle in your house, it takes him a very long time to actively fall asleep because he doesn't trust your home security system if you even have one so he forces himself to stay awake just incase anything happens

But don't worry, he’ll eventually get to updating the security in your house

He does get these protective eyes whenever something is off when he's around you, they narrow a bit and latch onto whatever is off, glaring holes into the offending object until its all clear

Its quite terrifying to witness and very hard to miss when Tim is staring dead at the man speaking to you from across the room at a Gala, sipping his drink in the corner

If he feels the need, he will walk up and control the situation, whether it mean inserting himself into the convo or simply being present for it, he’ll do it

The thing with Tim though, is when he's protective, he’s almost always touching you in some way

His fingers playing idly with the ends of your hair as he speaks to a random person who walked up to you, clinging to your shirt/sleeves when he’s analyzing a situation and doesn't want you to go forward just yet, or even as simple as holding your hand as he leads you home

Tim also keeps small snacks/waters on hand at all times to protect you from Gotham heat and pesky hunger, very much like a mother hen because he also carries a first aid kit everywhere

He follows you whenever you walk alone around Gotham at night, he’s already on patrol so he might as well make sure you make it home safe, if anything happens he won't think twice about intervening as RR

If your going out somewhere alone he always always always asks you to call him until you make it to your destination, he doesn't care if he's working on something or in the middle of a board meeting, he has an assistant for a reason who can give him notes

Its become a normal thing for you to send him your Uber tracking link so he can watch it, if you don't send it he won't hesitate to hack into your account just to find it

Damian Wayne

Damian? Wayne? Being subtle?

Its usually pretty obvious when Damian gets protective over you

He’s the type who won't hesitate to pull out a knife out of god knows where and threaten whatever is responsible for you being uncomfortable

This leads to very interesting encounters of you having to hold him back because ‘oh no a random guy bumped into you and didn't apologize’ and suddenly Damian is missing 

He’s also incredibly blunt, saying things like “Cover your drink” at galas or handing you one of those hand held tasers before you go out and saying “Go for the neck”

Will insist on training you himself, whether its hand-to-hand combat or with a sword, Damian wants to keep track of your progress himself so he can make sure all your weaknesses are trained

Its also because he doesn't want his grimy brothers near you, so its protective on all counts

But subtlety? Theres a few you can notice after being with him for awhile

He’s very careful when going out around Gotham with you, Damian knows he can fend for himself so he will gladly take the brunt of any possible situation

This leads to him always walking on whichever side of you thats closest to the road, so on the off chance a car derails, he’ll get hit first

Always making sure to match your pace when you two walk together, he doesn't want you getting too far ahead of him because he'd have to run to get to you, too far behind and he might not notice you getting taken silently, he wants you right in arms reach at all times

He has a permanent scowl and narrowed eyes but when he's protective, they get even more prominent

Bonus

All the BatBoys do the same exact thing out of instinct when it comes to protecting you

None of them will hesitate to step in between you and any attacker, pulling you behind them so they are in the line of fire now

Its a subtle action that each of them do, albeit with some differences

Damian will push the attacker back as far as he can from you, putting plenty of distance between the two of them and you, so if anything breaks out, you can run away easily

Dick will hold his arms out, fully covering you but keeping his hands in the fray so if the attacker tries attacking you from any angle, Dick is ready to protect

Tim will grip onto you somehow, keeping his hand right on your bicep or forearm so he can still hold you, he doesn't know if there can be a hidden attacker from behind that will pry you away from him, so touching you is his way of making sure he doesn't lose track of you

Jason will slip in front of you and cross his arms, its a sign of nonchalance but obvious dominance, showcasing that he doesn't need his hands to be intimidating to the attacker, he’ll glare and challenge them so all attention is on him now and not you

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