#only one for now because he still wants his s/o’s attention lol

[sovereignjojoz]

Matrimony

Pairing: Illumi Zoldyck x reader

Summary: you miss your husband and find out he’s been thinking of a solution to remedy that.

Warnings: suggestive, minor angst?

Notes - sugar plum pookie bookie babe illumi😘

To live together in matrimony.

That is what was promised.

Matrimony itself was a subjective matter depending on the individual. The typical concept involved two spouses living with one another, engaging in domestic affairs, all normal commodities.

Yet the Zoldyck’s were never a family who valued normality.

Even now, you could hear the hollow creak of the renovated floorboards as the breeze beneath the cracks yearned to break free of the atmosphere of listlessness.

A gentle knock sounded at the door, ever so slight, you wouldn’t had noticed it had you not been brooding. Your feet ran across the cold floor as your night dress skimmed across your legs.

Immediately your hand dashed out towards the silver door handle, a sense of hope ignited in your chest.

You opened the door a centimetre as a dimly lit candle light illuminated the surrounding darkness. “Hello?”

“Good evening missus Zoldyck,” disappointment welled in your chest, of course you had been foolish in believing it might have actually been him. “I have brought the water you requested.”

“Thank you.” You drank a copious amount of the cool liquid, setting the glass back on the polished tray.

She placed the tray down just outside of the room, briefly stepping out of the room to retrieve something. “From Master Zoldyck.” A bouquet of white orchids was placed delicately into your hands. You brought it to your face and inhaled deeply, a soft smile plastering itself on your face. He never sent a card or anything of the sort, however you didn’t mind, you thought it was very illumi.

She pivoted on her heels, pausing at the door, “would you like anything else?”

“No thank you.”

She nodded and lightly closed the door. A sigh slipped past your soft lips as you crawled back onto the king sized bed, letting the splendid silky covers caress your body.

It almost felt like a hug although it lacked any of the warmth of being embraced, just a lingering sense of frigidity. For a moment, you thought of your husband and his embrace too. It was slightly frigid and he was usually cold too, however it was a sensation you could never truly forget. His return the manor was a mystery to you, you often wondered when he’d come back to you. The manor way by no means empty, far from it with all of the household staff and residents; in fact you frequently found yourself playing with his younger siblings of conversing with his father and grandfather.

But there was no company quite like your husband’s. Although his presence was quiet (and somewhat menacing) he treated you well and indulged your every need. You couldn’t deny that you missed h dearly, you were told prior to marrying Illumi of what being married to a Zoldyck entailed but that didn’t mean you couldn’t detest the lack of communication or the time that you barely had together.

But matrimony is subjective and this is how the Zoldyck’s perceive it.

You shifted in bed, turning to face the door as the handle rattled, thinking nothing of it.

Till you saw a slender silhouette silently step into the room. Reflexively, you sprung up and crossed the room, pouncing like a cat on the lithe silhouette sending you toppling downwards.

Your fall was softened by illumi who steadied the both of you by placing his hands on your hips.

“You’re back.” You cupped his face in disbelief, feeling his defined features just to make sure you weren’t dreaming.

“Mhm.”

“I-“ you could hardly formulate nor properly covey how you felt, all this pent up longing which flowed within your veins burst out as you hugged him tighter. Then you kissed him abundantly: once on his forehead, twice on his cheek and thrice on his lips (or perhaps a little more than thrice).’

“I gather that-” you pecked his lips interrupting him, “you missed me.”

“Dearly.” You admitted. “It’s not the same without you.”

He hummed, letting unspoken words transpire between you.

His nimble fingers played with the sheer fluffy ends of your night gown, “I don’t like it when you leave.”

The slightest curve of his lips could be seen as you puffed out your cheeks, a pout present on your face.

“You know I cannot do anything about that, this is what marrying a Zoldyck entails.”

You caressed just silky smooth hair between your fingers, “I know. That doesn’t mean I have to like it…” you grumbled, “I haven’t seen you for two months.”

“Yes. It seems like it’s been a while.”

You squished his cheeks together and mockingly glared at him, hoping your falsified anger would bring out some kind of a reaction; knowing he was teasing you. “That’s an understatement., Lumi”

He surprises you by abruptly standing up, lifting you into his arms and holding you close.

“Illu-?”

“-then we shall have to find a solution for that.” He told you, throwing you onto the bed as he shed his garments then moved till he was hovering above you.

You give him your full attention as curiosity overcomes you. “What are you suggesting.”

Obsidian eyes roam over every crevice of your face as he stared at you with unprecedented earnestness.

He picked your hand up gingerly.

“Perhaps it is time we have an offspring.” He went silent, partially to see your reaction however he was also thinking upon what a baby comprised of both your features would look like. He had found himself thinking about this topic quite often these days, about a baby girl with your beautiful eyes and his luscious hair. That would be nice wouldn’t it?

“Mmm.”

He pressed a soft kiss to the palm of your hand.

“Shall I make you a mother then? That way you won’t always be by your lonesome, what do you say?”

[grievedeeply]

Hello there :) I see you take BG3 requests now, if it’s okay please could I request headcanons for Astarion, Gale, Wyll, Dammon and Karlach falling for reader who always goes out of her way to help them with anything they need 💙💙

decided to take some liberties with this prompt and expand it out a bit to them just being super helpful overall as a person, but going out of their way to help them in particular lol. hope you enjoy anyways and thanks for the request! sorry if these are short I didn't want to be super repetitive

astarion, gale, wyll, dammon and karlach with a helpful s/o headcanons

astarion

he's used to you being incredibly helpful by now. helping out the tieflings in the grove, helping to rescue halsin from the goblin camp.. it's in your nature, he thinks

and with him, you acted the same. only your behaviors increased tenfold with him

you went out of your way to help him, and he isn't sure of why, really. but you won't see him complaining. the less work he has to do to make it by, the better.. and you seem happy to assist, so why not enjoy it?

you tend to offer your neck up to him whenever he's feeling particularly hungry. it's the first time you do this when astarion really realizes you're always a bit more attentive to him than with anyone else

still, he jumps at the opportunity for a free meal. it's not as though he doesn't appreciate it, but he'll always wonder what's going on in your mind whenever you decide to help him out in that way

he's used to being seductive and a bit flirty.. but he notices that with you it starts to feel different. he hates the thought of falling for you, feeling something real and genuine in that way wasn't exactly a familiar thing to him

but he knows you'd treat him well. after all.. you're already this helpful now. but if you were his? he could only imagine how things could change

gale

he doesn't understand it. why you're so helpful

he's very thankful for your help, but he wonders why you always make the extra time to find an artifact for him. days before he needs his next one, it's already in his hands, ready for consumption and it's always because of you

he doesn't want to overthink it. but he will

do you think that he's not as capable as everyone else? is it just out of the kindness of your heart? whatever the reason, he tries to refuse any unnecessary help

even though he appreciates it, he wants to see you spending more of your attention on yourself. he loves that you care for people and especially him, but he wants you to take care of yourself first and foremost

he realizes he's falling for you relatively quickly. no one else in his life had really looked out for him in the way you have. you're special. you're kind and you're.. lovely, really

he adores you, and he'll return your helpfulness in kind!

wyll

oh... wyll

he's so sweet. he's always looking out for you, just like you are for him. you're so incredibly protective of him, especially when mizora is involved

you're trying to find a loophole in his pact whenever you can, and he realizes he's falling for you as soon as he sees how serious you are about this whole thing

he falls hard. no one else had really shown him this type of care before, and he feels appreciated whenever he's with you. you see him as wyll. not just the blade of frontiers

he sees how much you care about other people, too. he sees your heart and your kindness, and he just adores it. it's hard to come by people as genuine as you. he counts himself lucky to even be in your life at all

dammon

he doesn't think he needs the help

he enjoys your company at the forge. you keep his mind occupied and you keep him talking. sometimes he gets so lost in his work that he forgets to eat or drink

but he still doesn't think he needs your help. he's used to doing everything by himself, and he's not exactly the biggest fan of change

but when you start organizing the materials and metals laid about.. it's really nice. he won't say anything or bring it up at all, but he does notice everything you do for him

you'll make him a snack every now and then. you'll tell him to take breaks— things that he forgets to do sometimes— and spend time with him when you're able to

he likes you. a lot. he doesn't admit it right away, but he knows he does. he feels the ache in his heart. he would be a fool to not like you

he'll tell you eventually. hopefully

karlach

she's beyond appreciative of you in general

you're so sweet. it's a big change from her life with zariel in the hells, so she jumps at the opportunity to talk to you whenever it arises

she notices how you jump to help whenever you can as soon as she meets you. after all, you believed her about the paladins when she was practically a stranger

karlach tells you about her infernal engine, and you're constantly trying to find the infernal iron she needs. wherever you go you're looking for it

it puts a smile on her face, knowing that you care so much about her..

she develops feelings for you pretty quickly. you're kind, you're able to see her as more than a soldier.. and that's more than she's had in a long time

a little unrelated, but she's so happy when she gets to touch you. like... over the moon happy

[prentissluvr]

talkative s/o headcanons — sam winchester

cw : gn!reader, fluff, kissing, one suggestive comment at the end lol, poor editing, 0.7K words. requested !

prompt : sam winchester x talkative!reader

MOVED BLOGS TO @sammyluvr !! no longer active on this blog! all fics can be found there!

⟢ so we know that sam’s a bit on the more reserved side; he’s not as talkative as you by any stretch!

⟢ and at first he maybe is a little overwhelmed or mostly just surprised by how much you talk

⟢ but he gets used to it quickly!

⟢ and almost just as quickly, he discovers how much he loves your voice

⟢ and that means he just loves that you talk so much, and he’s decided he would like for you to never stop!

⟢ he’s come to find it just so so so endearing how much you talk

⟢ like he just stares at you with heart eyes, he's the king of giving you heart eyes while you talk!

⟢ and he’s not sure how you can just fill up a silences with your many, sometimes loud words for minutes, sometimes even hours

⟢ but he does know that he loves it

⟢ he’s got a staring issue (he just really likes to look at you), so he feels very lucky that once he gets you talking, you’ll just go on and on!

⟢ which means he has an excuse to just sit there and listen and watch

⟢ and that way he’s also watching your lips move hehehe and he’s just falling deeper and deeper into your spell

⟢ he also really likes that the amount you talk allows him to get to know you well, because he can constantly learn about the things you like, the things that bother you, the way that your voice changes depending on how you’re feeling

⟢ he knows your content voice, your excited voice, your annoyed voice, your tired voice, and the list goes on and on and on

⟢ and he’ll always pay so much attention so that he can keep you content or calm you down depending on what he reads from you voice

⟢ counts it as a date when you just sit together and talk and talk <33

⟢ it’s seriously just the perfect yapper x listener dynamic hehe

⟢ and sam really really really likes being the one that you talk the most to! he likes that you want to talk to him specifically for so long hehe

⟢ he also now knows the difference between how you talk to just him versus other people

⟢ and he’s secretly so :,) when your voice softens just for him

⟢ he’s also in love with the fact that, while you do most of the talking, part of your talking always includes questions for him or engages him into a really good conversation

⟢ and it’s nice that those conversations range from silly, simple, inconsequential things, to the sort of stuff that you stay up until 2 in the morning talking about with just each other

⟢ which also means that sam just talks more than he did before meeting and dating you!

⟢ which really does him good, because he often has kind of no one to talk to about literally everything

⟢ but by nature of being with you, he’s talking about all sorts of things

⟢ and having consistent casual conversation is just really nice and calming for him <3

⟢ plus, it encourages him to talk about more important stuff more!

⟢ since you’re so comfortable talking to him about pretty much anything, he becomes much more comfortable with talking to you about a lot more!

⟢ he also likes that you’re generally talkative, because that means when you’re too quiet, he knows immediately that something’s up

⟢ sometimes it just means that you’re sleepy, and he’ll always try to figure out exactly what’s going on with you

⟢ if you’re tired, he’ll make you lay down with him and be the one to talk and talk until you fall asleep because he knows that his voice is soothing to you <33

⟢ also him kissing you to shut you up hehe

⟢ not because he doesn't want you to keep talking, but only because sometimes it's the only way to get you to stop and get up and ready to go to dinner lmao

⟢ or because your eyes are drooping and you should go to bed, but you're still talking

⟢ or he’s just kissing you because he’s totally in love and just wants to kiss you hehehe

⟢ and i didn’t say this but he certainly appreciates of your talkativeness or loudness translates to other certain activities if you know what i mean wink wink

⟢ basically he didn’t know that he’d love being with someone talkative so so much but he absolutely does!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

S/O and skeleton are secretly dating but haven't told Skeleton's brother yet. Until one day, S/O comes to Skeleton's house and says that they forgot their underwear and give them to him, right in front of his brother. Reaction of their brother?

Undertale Sans - He does the dramatic slow turn towards Papyrus, completely in shock. You're dating someone and you don't even tell your big brother? Oh shame on you. Shame on your cow. You're getting a hundred years of teasing as a punishment. Papyrus refuses to meet his eyes. He KNOWS what will happen the second he will.

Undertale Papyrus - Today is Papyrus' day. Well, every day is Papyrus day but this particular day is the day of his absolute triumph over the tyranny of Sans' terrible jokes and puns as the universe had finally given him the power to retaliate by making Sans blush to hell with a single stare. He is going to abuse that power and flush Sans for weeks, not leaving him one second of peace anymore. Papyrus knows and he wants Sans to know he knows by any means possible.

Underswap Sans - He's in shock, he thinks. He suspected his brother was in love because Honey was not exactly hiding it, but this? This is a thing no big brother wants to know. Honey is devastated and won't stop apologizing but Blue is frozen. He thinks he hasn't blinked in the last hour, just staring at his brother in disbelief. What.

Underswap Papyrus - He's not that shocked actually. Blue is a charmer and he had a few partners already, some weirder than others. He just assumes it's another weird one lol. No big deal. He still tells his brother he will make sure he doesn't lose his underwear again by writing his name on them just to see Blue brutally flush. Little revenge, you know.

Underfell Sans - Red stares in disbelief, as his brother smooches his human. That's absolutely disgusting. He can't stop staring at the bag with the underwear. Disgusting, really. He has to snap his attention back at his brother as he starts to chuckle. Red gives him a dark stare. "WHAT IS IT BROTHER? JEALOUS MY BIG BONE IS MORE EFFICIENT THAN YOURS? DON'T BE, YOU'LL BE AS TALENTED AS I AM. ... EVENTUALLY." Red gasps, offended. Now he's not disgusted, he's mad!

Underfell Papyrus - He opens the door and screams "FINALLY MY BROTHER IS NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE" before Red jumps on his back and starts to beat him up to make him shut up. Edge can't stop laughing hysterically at his misery, not feeling remorse for even one second. That's revenge for his endless teasing the first time he dated someone.

Horrortale Sans - .... He closes his eyes and begs his brain to forget what he just witnessed. Ironically, that's one of the few things he can't unsee. Like, never. Every time he sees his brother, he sees his underwear. This is a nightmare. Why does the universe hate him so much? Willow is wondering why his brother is looking at him in complete silence like a rabbit stuck in the lights of a car. It's going to happen a lot in the next few days.

Horrortale Papyrus - He says nothing when it happens, but is quick to escape the house. He runs to Toriel's house and tells her everything lol. He needs someone to fangirl with and Toriel has always been good for that. When Oak and his human get out of the house, he can only stare, confused, as Willow and Toriel are more or less hiding behind the bushes despite being ridiculously tall, spying on him.

Swapfell Sans - He rolls his eyes at Rus, annoyed. It's not the first time it has happened and it certainly won't be the last. He has pity for this new human who will have their heart broken eventually like the twenty or so before.

Swapfell Papyrus - Rus chokes on what he was drinking, then slowly turns to his brother, who is bright purple. Nox is very secretive about his relationships and he for sure didn't expect that to occur. Rus is never letting him hear the end of this after that accident. Nox knows his peace is over forever.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He lost his inferior jaw, quite literally. Coffee is embarrassed, but actually not that shy anymore. WHAT?! What the hell happened? He has the best spying tools on the continent and he didn't see his brother was in a relationship. How blind he is? He's questioning all his skills right now. Also what the hell, his brother is in a relationship! That's terrible!

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Coffee says nothing, trying to not let the thoughts win. But they won anyway and he suddenly screams "wait, does that mean you didn't wear underwear when you got home? how did you not notice????" before blushing furiously when Wine looks his way and teleporting out of panic into his room to hide in his wardrobe in shame lol.

[venerawrites]

okay hear me out, just imagine Itachi's s/o suddenly goes and sits on Itachi's lap, She whispers in his ear, "What do you think we should make a baby? Don't you like little Itachi running around the house giggling?”

(Write it nsfw or sfw if you like, as Itachi will deal)

This request is one of the few that caused a ton of different reactions in me. At first, when I read it, I was like "Hell yeah, I love a bold s/o! This will be so much fun to write!" Then I thought about it and I was: "Aw, but it is Itachi we are talking about... I'm sorry, but I will have to piss on your parade, babes!"

warnings: kind of suggestive themes? nothing 18+ but still intimacy is suggested so... just in case, MINORS DNI! (I swear if I see one more minor in my notes, my head might explode!)

To be honest, if his s/o pulled a stunt like that, 99% of the time Itachi probably wouldn't be impressed with it. Firstly, I think I've said this before, but I don't see him as a man who actually wants children. Given his history and the things he has done in the past, he would be reluctant not only because he is a rogue ninja, meaning many of his enemies would probably go after his s/o and their baby as a way to hurt him, but also because he thinks he is undeserving of actually having a family. Secondly, I just don't think Itachi is very playful lol. It's not like he will throw his s/o on the ground, but he will probably look at them funnily before he just continue doing what he was doing in the first place.

However, let's pretend it is years after the war and he is living somewhere in peace with his s/o (would love that for him, tbh). There is this 1% of the time when he is actually feeling good and would match his s/o's teasing energy straight away.

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"What do you think? Should we make a baby?", their hot breath brushed his ear, causing goosebumps on his skin, "Don't you like the idea of a little Itachi running around the house giggling?”

His black brows shot up high, before a low chuckle rumbled in his chest.

"Is that your way of telling me you want to have a kid?", he hummed, his hands immediately finding their way to his partner's waist. His fingertips grazed the edge of their blouse, gently teasing the warm skin underneath.

"Depends", they answered, placing a small kiss on that one spot between his neck and shoulder that was always driving him crazy.

"On what?", his breath hitched once they started softly sucking the skin. They did not answer for few seconds and once they pulled away, they examined the red hickey with a proud smile, before moving their attention back to him.

"On your answer. Yes or no?"

As a response, Itachi smashed his lips against them, easily sneaking his tongue inside their mouth. The hands that were holding their waist just a second ago now slid down to their tights, easily lifting them and placing them on the table before him. He bit their bottom lip and tugged it teasingly, before releasing it with a loud 'pop'.

"How can I deny you anything when you ask me so nicely?"

cc artwork: concept art for "Beauty and the Beast"

[darkpeacemusic]

Stealing the slashers weapons and bedazzling it

For Eg, Freddy's glove, Michals knife, Bubbas Chainsaw, Brahms’s..Doll?? Jasons machete

Lol I love this request.

Slashers Reaction to their S/O bedazzling their weapons

CW: Cussing on Freddy's part, mentions of murder and blood

Characters: Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms, Jason Voorhees

Freddy Krueger

"Yo, bitch? Have you seen my glove?" Freddy yelled across from the bathroom before going to the bedroom to look for it.

He searched through all the drawers of his wardrobe before he eventually found his glove covered in all kinds of gems and colored pink.

"What the fuck is this?!" Freddy would yell after seeing what happened to his glove.

He would look all over the house for you until finding you in the living room.

"Did you do this?!" Freddy asked.

"Of course I did, Freddy. I thought your glove needed a little more color." you reply to his question.

"How the fuck am I gonna kill people now?! I don't want to go around killing people with this!" he screams at you.

"Well, how you try it on, asshole?" you said, calmly.

"Fine but you own me another glove!" he said before trying the glove on.

After he did that, he looked at his hand and somehow he didn't get sick to his stomach too much.

he then looks at you and says, "You're lucky I love you stupid bitch. Otherwise, I'd kill you by now."

He would probably use the glove anyways because how would you even find a glove like that? Whenever he will kill his victims, he will definitely brag about how he looked fabulous while doing so.

Michael Myers

Michael looked desperately for his knife, praying to god you didn't steal it to kill people again cause it was his job only.

He eventually finds it to see that it has been covered in glitter and sequins.

He would be very confused about why his knife is now a beautiful mess only to notice you putting your bedazzler away.

He would come at you very aggressively scaring you a bit.

He points to the knife and points at you like he was saying "Did you do this?"

"I thought your plain knife to be too boring so I wanted to make it pretty," you say to him.

He sighs in anger before walking off to cool down.

You were afraid that he was mad at you again.

A few hours went by before he came back with the bedazzled knife that was covered in blood.

"You used it???" you ask to him as he was standing in the doorway.

He exhales in response.

"You like it?" you ask again.

He nods in response before pointing at himself and at you.

"it reminds you of me?"

He nods in response as he holds you close to you with the knife still down and you kiss him in affection.

"I love you, Michael." You say as he sighs lovingly in response.

Bubba Sawyer

Poor sweet baby is panicking when he is looking for his chainsaw. He was worried that one of his brothers stole and hid it just to mess with him.

He went to his room to find it completely covered in sequins and glitter.

He would be very confused and worried about why his chainsaw was now covered in that stuff before he saw you walking by.

He grunted for your attention and you looked at him.

He showed you the chainsaw and grunted in a confused manner.

"Oh, I did that. I thought your chainsaw looked too ugly and decided to brighten it up a bit." you explain.

The sweet baby would be so happy that you thought of him. He wouldn't even focus on the fact that his chainsaw was ruined and hugged you tightly, snorting in happiness.

He would most definitely use the chainsaw cause it would make the killings more fun. Of course, he would have his parents permission to do so.

The brothers will taunt him endlessly when he chooses the bedazzled chainsaw until you glare at them do stop and they do.

Bubba would do everything to clean the chainsaw in between killings as he doesn't want to ruin your work. He loves you and the work that you do.

Brahms

"Y/N, have you seen my doll anywhere?" Brahms asks you before you quickly put away your bedazzler.

He soon notices his doll with his clothes covered in beads and sequins.

"Y/N, why is my doll's clothes different?"

"I wanted to give your doll a bit of color. Do you like it?" you ask him.

"I.... love it." He says.

"You do?" you ask.

"I think it looks beautiful just like you." he says honestly.

He will definitely keep it but like Bubba, he would do everything to keep it clean so he can continue to be a good boy for you.

He would hug it every night he would go to bed because it would remind him of you much to your happiness.

It would even make the trespassers of his home be too distracted by the doll before he kills.

He's basically grateful that he has someone like you in his life.

Jason Voorhees

Jason grunted in anger as he looked all over his shack for his machete.

After finding it on the table, he sees that it has been bedazzled in bright colors.

He turns over to the bedroom where you were putting the bedazzling kit under the bed before he kicks the door down in anger.

"Who got away this time?" you asked nervous.

He will grab you by the shoulder and pulls you to face him.

He pulls his machete out and exhales in anger.

"Umm, yes I did that."

He growls lowly.

"But I just wanted to brighten up your machete. Like come on Jason. Your mom would agree with me that it's time to change your weapon up a bit."

He growls before he walks away in anger with the machete in his hand.

"Wow, such a grumpy pants." you thought, rolling your eyes.

He would probably try to throw it away before his mother would yell at him not to do it.

"Jason! Don't do it! She did it for you!" His mom would scold.

Jason looked at the machete before sighing and nodding.

He would probably try to use it on the first set of victims until he realizes that this may not be so bad.

After killing all the teenagers, he walks back home and puts his machete on his stand.

"You didn't throw it away?" you asked from the doorway to the bedroom.

He shakes his head no and turns to you.

He hugs you tightly and you hug him back as he gives you that loving gaze before kissing you.

He may have not liked what you did but he always will love you for thinking about him.

[justwritedreams]

Now you know | Chanyeol

Idol!Chanyeol x Idol!Reader Word count: 2035 Genre: fluff, kinda crack Author: maari  Warnings: none Note: I loved writing this so much oh my god 😫 thank you ateez for giving me the perfect scenario lol Request: may i request a fluffy chanyeol fic where his s/o is also an idol (94L) and theyre “secretly” dating but theyre bad at acting subtle so the fans know whats up + ships them lol ⫷ Exo Masterlist

"So, what do you think?" Y/N asked her boyfriend curiously, she was lying on his chest, the two of them in bed spending the weekend doing what they so deserved, resting.

After all, both would have long weeks ahead of them and they would hardly have the chance to see each other or be together.

She was holding her cell phone, after showing him one of the intro tracks from her upcoming album.

"I loved it, it has a very cinematic fantasy vibe." he replied, with a proud smile as he stroked her hair.

"I told you the concept of this comeback is going to be like this, right?" the boyfriend nodded in agreement. "And we're going to have a collaboration with that American producer."

"You seem quite excited." he concluded, he didn't look at her face because his position wouldn't allow it, as she huddled in his embrace like a koala, but he could imagine the glint in her eyes. “I’m!” she said, raising her head to look at him better, as he predicted there was the sparkle in her eyes of pure pride and happiness. "It will be the first time I get to show my more mature side to fans."

Chanyeol laughed and the hand that was stroking her hair went to his girlfriend's arm. "Should I be jealous?" he raised an eyebrow and she laughed softly.

Y/N held the phone with one hand and the other brought it to Chanyeol's cheek, stroking his skin slowly.

"No, you're the only one who knows all of my sides."

He lifted his chin, a rather proud look knowing he was the only one and Y/N smiled before she leaned closer to kiss him, she had been doing this all day but it wasn't enough, when the lips were a centimeter away from touching, Chaneyol even had his eyes closed Y/N's phone vibrated not just once or twice but five times. She complained and threw her head on her boyfriend's chest who still had his pout to kiss her. Y/N took her head off Chanyeol's chest and brought her phone closer, seeing what was going on through the notification bar.

"Is my leader." she said "Why does it seem like she always does it on purpose?"

Chanyeol laughed heartily and his girlfriend wanted to bite his cheek but she held back and unlocked the phone. "You shouldn't talk about your leader like that." Chanyeol joked.

"I'm older than she is, have you forgotten?" Y/N glanced at her boyfriend, Chanyeol now resting his arm behind his head, his biceps got bigger in the black t-shirt he was wearing.

She opened the twitter link that was sent in the message, along with the phrase 'you have to see this. ASAP'.

Y/N felt her jaw drop when she saw the tweet and tensed up all of a sudden, this didn't go unnoticed by her boyfriend who now wiped the smile off his face and frowned.

"What?" he asked, analyzing his girlfriend's expression.

"Look at this." she turned the phone screen towards Chanyeol who focused his attention on the tweet, he gulped when he saw the picture of him and his girlfriend.

There was nothing much but from what they wrote, the suspicions were there.

Chanyeol and Y/N had gone to NCT 127's concert the night before, to support the boys from the same company and because she was a huge fan of the boys, they hadn't gone alone of course. Two members of Y/N's group were on her right side while Chanyeol, Sehun and Baekhyun were on her right side, exactly in that order.

In one photo they were just looking at the stage while in the other Chanyeol had his arm around Y/N's neck and the other was up. They were just enjoying the show, nothing else.

But fan comments came to the same conclusion: they were dating.

"Oh come on, it's not even that compromising!" he said and Y/N turned the phone's screen towards her, while bringing her other hand to her mouth to bite the nail. "We were just singing Dreams Come True."

"But it's not what the fans think, there's even a video of you hugging me." Y/N said, watching on her phone.

It really wasn't compromising, mainly because afterwards, Chanyeol hugged Sehun in the same way.

"Oh give me that." he took his arm behind his head to grab his girlfriend's phone.

"Hey!" she complained but he started swiping the screen. "Look, there are a lot of people thinking I was just being me." he glanced at Y/N who eyed him suspiciously. "I'll read it to you: 'lol he literally leans on Sehun afterwards, so they're dating', ew no!" Chanyeol stuck his tongue out in disgust and Y/N chuckled lightly.

"Good thing they were at an NCT show because if it was a comedy Y/N would probably be without an arm"

"Yeah, you do that with people when you laugh."

"But hey, there are a lot of people who shipp us."

"Really?" Y/N asked curiously and tried to snoop through the phone.

"They even made a thread about the two of us." he replied calmly and Y/N widened her eyes.

"What? You're kidding!" she said and slipped between her boyfriend's arm to see the phone too, he hugged her while opening the tweet.

The compilation had photos, videos, gifs of interactions between the two in events of all kinds. 

Y/N was never subtle in hiding what she felt for Chanyeol, it was no wonder he discovered the not-so-secret crush she had for him.

So the pictures of them looking at each other meant more than it should, she always smiled broadly when she saw him, it wasn't common to do that with anyone. 

And a photo in particular that she never actually explained, taken by a fan with low resolution, Y/N holding her phone and her backpack at the airport, accidentally her phone had been unlocked by fingerprint and it was possible to see that her boyfriend was the wallpaper, although couldn't quite see his face the fans had found similarities.

Chanyeol was always looking for her at SM concerts, whether to bow when greeting her - even though he had seen her backstage before - or to hold her hand at the end.

At award shows, they always seemed to talk with their eyes when they were at nearby tables. And they always danced and sang louder when one was performing.

She repeatedly praised the group's songs on her social media just as he did, and although it was vague, fans took it as a sign.

The interviews where she described her ideal type, someone like him.

The similar clothing and accessories. Which in their case wasn't similar, the hoodies Y/N took were actually Chanyeol's but no one could prove it. Anyone on the internet could buy the same model and size.

"Nothing that hasn't happened to other idols." Y/N spoke after a while.

If they didn't deny it and didn't confirm it, it would just be internet theory. Right?

"Ah, but this is interesting." Chanyeol stopped at one of the tweets with a wide smile.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes!" he chuckled before reading it aloud. "Y/N bubble update: 'I'm watching Descendants of the Sun again. Oh what? How many times have I watched it? Probably like 5 lol I really like this genre. And Dr. Kang is right, girls really fantasizes about the army uniform.' You said that the day I sent you my uniform picture." Chanyeol accused and she felt her cheeks burn.

That comment had been days before official photos of Chanyeol serving it were released on the internet, another clue for fans.

"I told you that on that video call." she tapped him lightly on the chest and he laughed.

Chanyeol dropped her phone on the bed and rolled over her, resting his elbows on either side of her body and glaring at her mischievously as she brought her hands to his shoulder.

"Actually you said something a lot worse, do you want me to repeat it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and she laughed shyly.

"It's not necessary!" he nodded and leaned down to kiss her forehead, making her sigh at the contact.

Chanyeol then kissed Y/N's nose, cheek and chin, she just laughed lightly as she caressed his shoulder.

With her eyes already closed from the previous caresses, Y/N felt her boyfriend gently place his lips on hers, it was enough to melt her completely, no matter how many times they kissed even after so much time together, she felt the same things from the beginning, as if she were that dreamy little girl.

One of Chanyeol's hands went to her face, the big warm palm caressing her skin as they kept the same slow rhythm. Y/N took the opportunity to bring a hand to the back of his neck and caress the short strands of hair.

She felt him smile between the kiss and pulled away, causing her to complain.

"Hey, baby." he spoke softly and she opened her eyes, staring at him. "Don't worry, we'll be able to hide our relationship long enough."

[...]

Chanyeol was live in his study on Instagram just over 15 minutes ago. He talked to the fans, answered questions, sang, showed some demos of songs he was working on.

All because he was bored that afternoon, his girlfriend was too busy with her own schedule and would probably be late, it was enough time to interact with the fans for a while.

A week had passed since the leaked photos of the concert they went to together and some fans were still asking about Y/N in the chat, he smiled sideways but pretended not to see.

They had agreed to hold back the relationship news for a longer time, for the sake of Y/N's group promotions, anyway the company had already released both of them to announce it whenever they wanted but Chanyeol wanted it to be special, they had been together for a long time it was true, but he wanted to take a new step with her.

He was so busy with his guitar, playing as he always did in his spare time, that he didn't hear the studio door open.

Y/N walked on tiptoe so as not to make any noise, smiling mischievously without noticing that the camera was on.

"Hi, love. I'm home." she hummed and the boyfriend turned around completely shocked, his eyes looked like they were going to pop out.

She didn't understand why he stood there with the guitar in his lap, usually he always dropped everything and ran to hug her and kiss her all over her face.

However all he did was point his head back to where the camera was and Y/N followed with her eyes, feeling her heart race when she saw her boyfriend's screen.

"Is it live?" she asked quietly and shyly as she saw the chat going crazy.

"Yes." he replied, laughing nervously.

"Huh… I'll leave then, I'll let you do what you're doing." She stuttered and a nervous laugh came out. Chanyeol chuckled, scratching his head and looked at the screen. He could even keep track of the comments because they came in so quickly. "I'm so sorry! Oh my God."

"It's okay, babe." he chuckled again and looked back to see Y/N shake her head in disbelief and she clumsily closed the door.

He took a deep breath before looking back at the camera, his eyes lowered to the comments and he chuckled at the comments. Most were freaking out over Y/N's surprise appearance, but the other half were all the same 'Are they dating??'.

"Yeah guys, I guess now you know." he shrugged, and propped his elbow on the table and put his face in his hand, moving closer to the screen to read better, and to hide his huge smile.

Chanyeol laughed when he read a comment and had to agree.

They suck at hiding lol that's what makes them perfect for each other.

Note: I just wanted to say this is the face I pictured him making when Y/N walked in the room 👇🏻 BYE

[lightlycareless]

What would say would be the easiest and fastest way to fluster Naoya? I was reading your work on the one with having an s/o who’s to shy to ask for anything(it was something along those lines but I’m sure you know what I’m talking about :D) and he was such a tease so I’m curious to how Y/N could get her revenge lol

Hello!!

For anyone wondering btw, this is the ask anon was referring to ❤️

Aww this was kinda cute ngl but it also got me thinking, how do you even get back to someone as Naoya??? that man is like, idk, prank proof and such? Like I feel you'd need to go to extremes in order to really hit him where it hurts, but even then...

Luckily, there is one way :> and it's all detailed right below hehe.

Warnings: none. it's fluff. Naoya is slightly miserable, good. shouldn't mess with his wife that much.

Happy reading!

So, first things first, do not try to out-tease him.

You will not win against Naoya, because no matter how much you try, or the lengths you go to fluster him back, you’re quickly reminded that he excels in just about anything he puts his mind to…

Thus, the best way for you to get your revenge, and perhaps the only that works, is to simply…

Ignore him.

Don’t see him, don’t talk to him, don’t engage with him—nothing. You are to be ice cold with everything that pertains to him, and soon, you begin to see how easy it is to make him regret his decisions. (a bit)

It starts quite simply: by not giving him his usual good morning kiss.

Naoya immediately notices there’s something amiss, and when he eventually finds out what it is, he doesn’t say anything, hoping to see if you notice it too…  

Until he becomes desperate and takes the initiative.

He initially thought you had simply forgotten, an innocent accident; but when you don’t respond to his “good morning”, even going as far glance away when he tries to kiss you, Naoya immediately knows it was intentional.

Your husband is going to be in a terrible mood from that point forward, evident by the way murmurs sprouted amongst the staff of his highly irritable (yet gloomy) attitude—yet, this does not sway him from trying to get your attention.

“Well, guess I won’t be buying your favorite sweets if you’re going to keep avoiding me.” Is one of the many ways he tries to coerce you into speaking to him. Surprisingly, it doesn’t work. However, he is not out of ideas just yet.

“You know what? I’ve been wanting to go to this amusement park now that I have a few days off… but I don’t know, I still have to think about it. See who I’ll take with me and all that…” He’d say, his ace up his sleeve, while discreetly looking over to you as to catch your reaction, since he knows you’ve been dying to travel for months now.

Yet, nothing. Not even batting an eye, going on with whatever activity you were doing at the moment instead of acknowledging him.

And that’s when he knows it’s something serious.

“Y/N, talk to me.” He’d finally insist after a long, silent, but heavily uncomfortable dinner.

…

“Why are you upset now?” Naoya asks.

Silence.

“Is that’s how it’s going to be? You’re not going to talk to me anymore?”

…

“…Can I at least know why?”

That would be the only instance you’d react, with a look on your face that lets him know there is a reason for your behavior, but most importantly, that he should know about it. But you continue to refuse to tell him, extending what he considered to be his punishment, even after he tried to force you to do so.

“Stop avoiding me!” Naoya says, grabbing your face and forcing you to see him—he thinks this way you won’t be able to do anything else but talk to him, and yet, your eyes are literally anywhere else but on him. “Seriously?!

And you were determined to remain oblivious of him…

Until Naoya begins to tease you yet again, by using his fingers to purse your lips up to a smile.

“Aw, don’t be like that, Y/N—give me that cute smile you always do.” He chuckles, hoping to ease this situation, with the same technique he’d used in the past. “See? Just like that, come on now, I know you want to laugh too—”

But you weren’t having any of it, not when he still took you as a joke, swiftly freeing your face from his hands and taking a step away from him, all with a frown that makes his heart sink to his stomach.

“Stop making fun of me!” you cry. “Seriously, that’s all you ever do…”

“That’s not true!” he immediately responds, attempting to defend himself. “I’m nothing but nice with you!”

Nothing of what you wanted to hear. So, after realizing he has yet to give you want you need, you decided to leave him alone, yet again, to either cool down or hope he’ll get the memo by this point, much to his remorseful solitude.

Naoya wouldn’t let this situation die, of course, not when your words still resonated inside his mind, quickly identifying there was a much bigger problem at hand and going off to figure out what you meant, what is it that you needed, and maybe vent as well, with the one person he knew he could always count on.

Receiving a reality check he didn’t precisely like, but indeed much needed, because after a few moments of reflection alongside Ranta, Naoya finds that indeed he hasn’t been as nice as he proclaimed, if anything, his behavior had gotten a bit worse these past few days, seemingly out of personal enjoyment to seeing you all flustered—careless of how you might perceive this, or how tiring and awkward it had become for you… and the rest.

“I obviously didn’t do it to make Y/N angry, I was just joking!” Naoya would say.

“Don’t tell me that, tell her!” Ranta responds—he guessed it was only a matter of time before you snapped.

And so, that’s what he mentally prepares himself to do at the end of the day, when alone in the confines of their shared bedroom, deep into the night.

Naoya is happy that even through all this commotion, the two still sleep in the same bed. Although the thought of you avoiding him even there is one that occasionally creeps in the back of his mind… fearing that this might be the next step if he doesn’t mend his mistakes.

“Y/N.” He eventually begins, sitting by the edge of the futon. You don’t respond, as expected.

It’s always hard for him to place his heart on his sleeve and admit that he was wrong, given his… background.

But he’s long learned that he loves you far more than anyone and anything in this world, and for you, he’d go to the end of the time just to see you happy. Something so redundant as shame would never stop him from doing what he needed to do.

“I brought you something.” He says, and through the corner of your eye, you manage to see there was indeed something in his hands. “I saw it the other day at a store, and it reminded me of you…”

Naoya then hands you a plushie, a white chubby duck—something you would’ve normally seen as adorable, but after all the things that have been happening, all you could do is frown as you look away.

“If you’re here to still make fun—”

“I’m not.” Naoya sternly responds. “…I thought you knew I would never do anything to upset you.”

“… but you did.”

“When I tease you, it’s only because I want to make you… blush, or laugh, nothing else.” He explains. “But, if you don’t want me to do it anymore, then I’ll stop.”

“That’s not the problem—I really don’t mind when you act that way.” You say. “It’s more that I don’t like it when you do that with important things. I don’t enjoy having to repeat myself a thousand times for you to do what I want you to…”

“Does it make you feel I wouldn’t do it?”

“No. It makes me feel like you’re not taking me seriously, at least to do it by the first time.”

Naoya presses his lips together, feeling enormously regretful for having planted those doubts onto you.

There’s nothing, no one, not a single person in this world, more important to him than you; and while it was always in his nature to react so… sardonically, he always complied when needed, especially with you.

But now that you mention it, he understands that perhaps he might’ve abused your willingness to take whatever he gives you—because more than his friend, you’re his wife, the woman of his dreams, and should treat you as such.

“I’m sorry.” He says. “I love you too much to ever want to make you feel that way, and it pains me to know that I have. …Will you ever forgive me?”

Your lips tremble slightly as you slowly turn around to see him, with teary eyes telling him that you didn’t like being away from him like this, but you didn’t know what to do in order for him to understand how unhappy you were.

Naoya surprises you yet again how different he’s become from the man you met all those years ago. Reminding you how much he’s grown, matured, done his part to make this relationship work…

And why you loved him so much in the first place.

“…With one condition” you begin, taking the plushie from his hands. “… if you promise me to stop being so playful with serious things, and… if you take me to the amusement park you were saying—it’s been a while since we went out on a date—…. I’ll forgive you.”

“Consider it done.” He says, leaning closer to you, intending to place a kiss on your lips, but you stop him by placing the ducky in-between the two, he raises an eyebrow. “Hmm?”

“And if you give me all the kisses I was supposed to get these days.” You murmur, a slight pout on your lips. He chuckles.

“You really are a spoiled princess, did you know that?”

You blush at the nickname, Naoya smirks.

“Ah, so you do like it when I tease you!”

“What? No!” you gasp. “I mean… maybe, when you don’t use the weird ones…”

“Weird ones? What are you even talking about?” he laughs, wrapping his arms around you and snuggling his face against yours, giving you a kiss, and another, and another, and another. “Little ducky”

“There you go again, naming me everything that crosses your sight!” you giggle, ticklish by his kisses.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, mochi.”

“Naoya!”

“Really? I didn’t even notice, pumpkin.”

“Stop it…” you whine, hiding your face against his chest out of embarrassment, he just continues laughing before placing a kiss on top of your head.

Naoya certainly tries his best to not tease you as much, however, he does fall back into old habits from time to time—but could he be blamed? It’s not his fault that he loved so much just how flustered you got… Or how easy you made it for him.

Sometimes you even wonder how you could tolerate him; one of the many mysteries of your relationship with him.

now add to that 5 kids. y/n has the patience of a saint. DaMN.

Anyways, thank you for sending in this ask!! it's the small things that develop naoya's and y/n's relationship more and more :') kajfhjaghfjka we need more domestic fluff ngl 😭 luckily, I have two more things in mind hehe + pending asks 😏

I hope you have a wonderful week, take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

[anonslash]

Helloo, Freddy's on your whitelist? And you write for male readers?? Omg I found a new fav blog then!

Could I request Freddy (and whoever you want of course) with a s/o that's literally a sunshine, like always smiling, giggling and seeing the beautiful in anyone

Uuuntil you harm his beloved burnt man and turns into a scary and deep-voiced protective bf

Extra Asa content because I felt like writing it, sorry it’s been like a year since i got this ask lol

General slasher content warning, also there’s Asa so there is kidnapping.

Slashers with a sunshine s/o

Freddy

Honestly? He’s got mixed feelings on the cute aspect. He thinks it’s hot but mostly because of the potential for corruption. He would never admit it, but your cheery personality makes him feel a teeny bit sappy.

You’ll get into some arguments with him if you have the same “good in everyone” mentality towards his victims. He’s stubborn and that’s one of many things he refuses to change for you.

But when you talk to him like that he adores you. He thinks it’s naive, but he can’t help but love the attention. Nobody has ever thought of him like that. Not once when he was alive, and definitely not after he died.

He’s only fueled by your laughter. If you thought he made a lot of jokes before, just wait. He’s constantly going to try to make you laugh. He loves it.

But then all of a sudden when he gets threatened and you get protective? He’s going to be even more obsessed. Again he finds it hot. Will give survivors the upper hand every once in a while just to see you do it again.

And he WILL let you know what he thinks. A lot. He’ll try and provoke you to get you to be tough and scary around him.

He loves both sides. He really wants to get you to kill someone for him. He’ll ask you about it a lot. If he could convince you to even just be bait, he’d be thrilled.

Asa Emory

Your bubbly personality is what made him take you. He saw your smile and heard you giggle and all of a sudden he was planning another kidnapping. You’re special to him, he doesn’t see anyone like that very often.

Carves bugs into the trunk he’s going to take you with. Fireflies, butterflies, grasshoppers, you name it. He gives you the nickname “Bee”.

You’re by his side a lot of the time. He doesn’t want to risk letting you out of his sight in case you slip away.

He’s pretty upset that you’re not as cheerful an addition to his collection. He expected it, but he’s still mad about it. He treats you more like he treated Abby. You have your own room, he brings you nice clothes and gifts. You get treated less harshly once he decides he wants you to smile again.

And it tugs on his heartstrings hard when you try and see the good in him. So naive, so easily misled. So foolish. But he loves it. It only furthers his obsession.

If he sees you get defensive over him after you finally open up to him, it’s over. He’s keeping you forever, end of story. He already decided that he was, but this just furthers it. Now he takes you out just to see if it’ll happen again.

[yanderes-galore]

A httyd request with a yandere dagur wirh a s/o who has a boneknapper ( possible platonic yan dragon )) 👁👁

This is like the second Dagur request where he has to compete with a dragon for your attention and I'm here for it- Sure! I hope I wrote Dagur right :) Cockblocked by a damn dragon, LOL-

Not finished with Race to the Edge yet so bear with me here, cool?

Note: Wrote this late at night, originally to start it off and finish it in the morning. Then I just... didn't stop so- here you go :)

Yandere! Dagur with Darling who has a Boneknapper

(Ft. Platonic! Boneknapper)

Pairing: Romantic (Dagur)/Platonic (Boneknapper)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective dragon, Dagur's obsession is nearly immediate, Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Forced relationship, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Kidnapping, Implied murder, Delusional yandere, Isolation, Violence.

You were the one that helped your Boneknapper perfect their armor, making them docile and extremely friendly to you.

Your Boneknapper has stuck by your side as your dragon ever since you helped them out.

This was a new development for the Dragon Riders as Boneknappers are so rare they used to be considered myth.

Now they have one at The Edge commanded by you.

The dragon is usually like a puppy around you.

They're incredibly affectionate and watch over you like a hawk.

So when Dagur comes into the picture...

Can you really blame the dragon for being overprotective all that much?

Boneknappers are usually solitary dragons and everyone knows Dagur's past-

Even if Dagur reforms or meets you before, your Boneknapper doesn't care.

Your dragon wants him out of their sight.

Let's be honest, Dagur finds the fact you train a living myth cool as hell.

When he reforms to join forces with the Dragon Riders or at least be allies, he's interested in you.

A possible crush blooming within him.

Really, why wouldn't he get a little flustered?

You look so cool with a literal bone dragon at your side.

Now let's be honest, Dagur is still a bit unhinged (it's in his title).

He'd be one to come off strong with his affection, openly trying to flirt and obtain your approval.

He isn't getting the approval of your dragon, however.

Dagur finds it hard to act on his crush or obsession at all with your Boneknapper.

This dragon is very protective and dedicated to you it seems.

The armored beast often waits for when Dagur tries to come near before wrapping around you and growling.

He can't get near you, your hut, nothing.

It just about drives Dagur mad.

You may even catch him arguing with your Boneknapper early in the morning when you wake up.

An example of this would include Dagur just wanting to greet you with a Good Morning since he likes you so much... only for your Boneknapper to block the way to your hut.

It's funny the first time it happens.

While your Boneknapper prefers you have nothing to do with Dagur, he's persistent.

As a result you often have to call your dragon off in order to speak with Dagur.

Said man often responds with relief and sticks by you as much as he can.

He's taking advantage of your chats because next thing he knows your dragon might come back to remove him.

Dagur is quick to obsess due to his poor mental state.

When he has the ability to be near you he sticks to you like glue.

He's a man who prefers to express his interest through physical affection... but can't because dragon and he doesn't want to scare you off.

It's probably not too hard to tell he likes you, though.

Those green eyes of his often stare at you like you're the most beautiful scenery.

He's impulsive... often saying information he shouldn't-

Dagur really wants to date you even if it is too soon...

He just wishes you fell for him just as quickly.

Your Boneknapper is cool but annoying to him.

Your dragon ruins the fantasies Dagur has of you and him.

It's hard to even watch what you do without the dragon's eyes glaring at him.

Your dragon tries to keep the overly erratic and impulsive man in his place.

It somewhat slows his obsession but Dagur still falls for you fast....

To keep his crush and obsession at bay he has to watch you from afar.

Physical contact is typically out of the question as your dragon would pluck him away from you.

Although... if Dagur had Sleuther, his dragon could distract yours.

Your Boneknapper does like to play... Dagur could just have his dragon occupy yours while he swoops in to swoon over you.

Dagur gets desperate to be your partner.

He is quite lonely due to his past of violence and tries his best to be close with you.

It's just difficult to convey his agonizing obsession over you when he wants to do it through physical contact.

Dagur is probably touchstarved.

When your dragon is away, Dagur tries to coax affection out of you.

Even if you aren't partners he still wants to at least hold your hand... maybe have a friendly hug?

He'd much rather you kiss him but he'll be patient... maybe....

Dagur tries his best to make his obsession slower...

But all he wants to do is smother you in affection and tell you how much he loves you deep inside.

You two could live in isolation!

You two could be happy!

He just knows you two would be perfect together...

So pardon him if he holds a bit tighter... and forgive him for leaning in with hope that you'll kiss him....

He craves you... you drive him crazy.

Not as much as your damn dragon, however, who quickly learns Sleuther is a distraction.

Your dragon can quickly sense if Dagur is making you uncomfortable.

Which makes the dragon peel Dagur off you and toss him aside with a snarl.

Dagur used to think your dragon was cool!

Now your dragon is nothing but a stupid bodyguard who's in-between his love for you.

Dagur is still somewhat of a Dragon Hunter.

He knows hurting your dragon would make you sad... it would make loving you impossible...

But a dormant feeling within him stirs... he should get rid of your dragon.

After all, this dragon is in the way of his love for you.

It's like they knew about his "crush".

It stood in the way of your future with him....

You may not like it, but Dagur would be willing to plan an elaborate idea to get rid of your dragon.

He could kill the dragon... or make it turn on you somehow.

Either way, Dagur wants them gone.

Afterwards he can steal you away with Sleuther!

Then you can love each other to your heart's content!

You may be distraught at what he's done, blood on his hands or not, but that's fine!

Now there's no dragon to pester you both!

Dagur knows you love him deep down somewhere...

Surely when you realize you can't resist all this love he has for you... you'll feel the same, won't you?

"You're all mine now... it's like we were meant to be! Stop crying about the dragon already! You have me... all you need is me!"

[spacexseven]

yaaaay tuna time tuna time. ok so the manga is I Love Amy and its about a yandere girl making friends with the lesbian mc to get closer to her male crush but finds herself really enjoying spending time with her. very good stuff highly recommend. anyway I will be scalping this whole plot for my brainrot! as I'm basing this off a wlw manga please read yan and darling as being the same gender (ex: dazai with a male darling, higuchi with a female darling) thank u.

so, following the aforementioned plot, darling actually starts out as yans TARGET instead of yans crush, accidentally getting on their radar by being seen talking to yans current obsession one too many times during routine reconnaissance (stalking). obviously they need to get rid of them! theyre getting in the way! crush shouldn't ever talk to anyone else but them!!!! 

when local freak loner weirdo yan suddenly asks if you want to hang out with them, alone, it occurs to you that you should be a little more cautious- but, truth be told, you've had a crush on them for a while... and you know its probably impossible that they swing your way, but couldn't hurt to give it a shot, right?

with this in mind (and lowkey kinda entranced by how pretty they are up close), you agree. 

lucky for you theyre perceptive enough to sniff out that ur a fruit and thus a complete non-threat, so you live another day! and, to their surprise, they find themselves kind of enjoying hanging out with you. 

yadda yadda yadda, the two of you strike a deal to help them get in good with their crush, theyve had pretty bad luck with this so far, but they seem to like YOU, so you can get them some one-on-one time! you're pretty bummed you were right about the person you like not being interested, but hey! theyre still your friend! as long as they can be happy, you’ll be happy for them! on their end, theyre just using you (or so they think). sure, you’re ok to hang out with or whatever, but your companionship doesnt mean anything compared to their crush. once they get what they want, youre pretty much donezo. 

i wont go on for too much longer about this here but im sure you get the idea, over spending time with them as friends and dedicating so much of your time to trying to help them find their happiness, yan starts turning their attention on YOU instead. they find themself getting irritated when they catch you talking to other boys/girls, what did you suddenly get a s/o or something? are you gonna stop hanging out with them? you cant DO that youre their ONLY friend! or they’ll surprise themself by desperately wanting to pass up spending time with crush to go stay with you instead. or getting REALLY REALLY mad when they see people being rude to you when they used to not care. little things like that. i feel like this concept could be really good for soft yan stuff but you COULD make it darker if you wanna. 

characters i think would work with this: bsd - dazai (specifically pm dazai cuz hes a freak with no social skills), akutagawa, poe, ranpo, sigma, higuchi, gin, lucy. genshin - childe, scaramouche, albedo, cyno, eula, ei (i feel a modern au would work best for ei here), rosaria, shenhe

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something about the holidays has fried my brain but i cant let your asks go unanswered any longer !!!!! p.s i love amy is just wonderful thank you for the rec ^^ im just gonna go over this with childe because you deserve genshin content from me :< spoilers for childe's real name (tho i think everyone knows it by now lol) unedited!

context: X is the person ajax likes (as you can tell i am very good at coming up with names :>) some things here are taken from i love amy so give it a read !! it's totally worth it i promise~

at the time, you couldn't come up with a single reason why ajax had approached you all those days ago, accompanied only by a menacing look. in fact, you could still recall how the malice in his eyes deepened once he caught sight of you stumbling your way over in his direction.

you had heard the rumors about him (like everyone else had), and while you didn't want to judge someone because of what others had to say, you couldn't deny the fear that consumed you when he stared at you with thinly veiled distaste—right after interrogating you about your relationship with the person you had just been conversing with. it occurred to you far too late that ajax had witnessed the conversation between you and X, and now you were about to be at the receiving end of the terrors you had only heard of in passing.

your brain went into overdrive thinking of an answer. childhood friends? what if he got jealous that you spent so much time with X, time he couldn't have? but if you lied about not knowing X, he'd come after you anyway if he found out the truth, right? so you tried to come up with a lukewarm answer, something to show that you weren't trying to meddle with his…potential relationship. whether you said the two of you were partners for a project, neighbors or family friends, whatever it was, it worked in convincing him that you weren't interested.

but it worked too well, as you soon came to realize, after noticing how ajax was attached to you constantly. at your response, he had lit up and quickly pulled you closer, declaring you would help him by gathering information and helping him plan for the perfect date (and of course, there was not a single moment of consideration for your say in the matter)

even though you insisted over and over again that you'd be no help, with no experience in dating or flirting with anyone, let alone someone as popular as X, and claiming you weren't close enough with them to ask such detailed questions, ajax was far from bothered. perhaps, in his eyes, you were the perfect sidekick—obedient enough to drag around like a sulking pet, but not so compliant that you weren't of some use, at the very least for entertainment. and maybe, just maybe, because he was starting to feel a little lonely.

what he didn't know at the time was that you, despite all the warnings and whispers, had a crush on him. you reasoned with yourself that most people would fall for him, if not for his fixation with X. and although you knew he was 100% infatuated with someone else, you had foolishly thought it wouldn't be the worst idea to be his friend. you had hoped that hanging out with him and being faced with the reality that he would never look twice at you would work as a bitter yet effective remedy to the flustered racing of your heart and the fluttering sensation that seized you.

surprisingly, ajax made for decent company, disregarding the pain of unrequited affection. all your time together was mostly spent talking about X, which you never complained about, but you also learned a little about him, like the fact that he had younger siblings and that he participated in a lot of archery competitions. it occurred to you for a moment, that given his track record, ajax being so well-versed with a weapon probably wouldn't end well, but you shut down that thought almost immediately. he may talk about wanting X all for himself and may have some concerning fantasies, but even he wouldn't go to such lengths, right?

the more time you spent with him, however, the fewer opportunities you actually had to talk to X. still, despite how little use he had for you, ajax still kept you by his side. maybe it was, in his eyes, a good thing that you were staying away from X. some part of you itched to tell him that you wouldn't betray him like that...not like it mattered to him. you knew he was only using you, either as an information source or a test subject, and even if it hurt to know he'd never care about you like he did X, you never once considered distancing yourself from him

you liked to think that he liked your company too, at least as an acquaintance. after all, since that first encounter, he hadn't threatened to snap your arm if you didn't tell him everything you were talking to X about. maybe that time he dragged you away mid-conversation with your friend should have been alarming, or maybe that other time when you woke up tied to a chair in his basement ("don't worry," he had brushed off your concerned look, "i only did this because you kept saying you were too busy to come over. anyways…") should have sent you running, but you justified it to yourself as his odd way of watching out for you.

or more likely, the warning signs just flew over your head because you couldn't imagine that he would be as creepy as the rumors said. you did idolize him to an extent that you tried to justify all his strange habits. it didn't matter much, anyway, since you were well aware this arrangement was temporary—you were only serving as replacement company until he finally got with X, and then your presence in his life would instantly be shut out.

because you were under the impression that it was all temporary, you didn't mind, even when he started overstepping into your personal matters. more than once you had to cancel meet-ups with friends in favor of spending time with him, and the few times you did manage to be away from him, ajax would interrogate you about every detail of your day without him, and at the very end would demand you tell him if you enjoyed being away from him, scowling until you placated him.

and then, the 'practice dates' started feeling a little too real. with him insisting on feeding you spoonfuls of dessert and latching onto your hand uncomfortably tight. but honestly, you couldn't complain, even if you knew something was wrong. going out with X didn't seem as much of a priority as it was a way to convince you that he desperately needed your help in 'practicing'.

all this while, you were under the impression your role was simply to be a good friend to ajax. naturally, when you had an opportunity to talk to X again after such a long time, you jumped to take it. what you didn't expect was for ajax to come up behind you, gently moving you aside to instead tower over X, glaring at the person he'd been pining over so desperately. the words that left him next were similar to the ones you heard all those months ago, except, these were the last words you expected him to say.

"you," he spat out, "what the hell were you talking to [name] about?"

bonus because i have too many thoughts about this :>

you getting an s/o. ajax is upset for many reasons. a) you never told him that you liked someone b) were you really going on weekly dates with your new partner?? you never even hung out with him that consistently! what, were you throwing away your friend just for this new guy? and c) how could you leave him behind like this?! suddenly, your new s/o is bombarded with the sensation that someone was constantly glaring at them, and then at every corner, ajax is standing there...just...watching. maybe he was just shy?

you manage to convince X to give him one chance. one date, so he can try to win them over. what you don't expect is for ajax to try stalling. he comes up with reasons for more practice dates, asks you for more 'tips', and if he absolutely has to go, he doesn't do anything that he was supposed to. the date is a fail, despite all the practicing he did. to you, he claims it was the nerves that got to him. come on, comrade! you gotta help him practice more now!

[mod-kyoko]

for the event promp.. might I ask shuichi?

chocolate aphrodisiac ft. shuichi saihara

info: ⚠️nsfw!!, one-shot format, non-despair au, established relationship, reader is dominant and gender neutral, i'm following the prompt exactly lol

a/n: thanks for the request, anon!! i rarely get shuichi requests!

also sorry this took so damn long

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shuichi would never be one to initiate anything, perhaps other than a makeout session, he's too shy. so one day you decided to try something with him. you were at the mall with him earlier, and in a certain store there was an arrangement of candies. you let yourself look around, and your eyes landed on a chocolate bar that was labeled as a 'chocolate aphrodisiac.' it came with a warning, explaining the effects of this so-called aphrodisiac. with a devilish smile, you bought it without shuichi knowing, and the two of you returned home.

here you are now, unwrapping the chocolate bar and breaking it up into pieces. you take the plate out to shuichi, who is waiting for you on the couch, watching his favorite detective show.

"hey babe, i got some chocolate for us," you sit down next to him.

"oh, thanks s/o," he reaches for a piece, but you lift the bowl out of his reach.

"ah ah, there's something special about this chocolate i have to tell you first."

he retracts his hand, furrowing his brows. "what would that be?"

the corners of your lips turn up into a smirk. "this chocolate contains an aphrodisiac," you start, watching his eyes widen. "i want us both to eat some, and then see how long we can go without touching each other."

the blush is already spreading through your partner's face, and you can see he's fighting demons in his head. he averts his eyes, and you start to think you made a mistake. you're about to speak up, when he breaks the silence.

"yeah, okay." he looks you in the eyes now, but his cheeks are still a violent shade of red.

"really?" you smile, watching as he reaches for a piece of chocolate.

"why not?" he says, taking a bite. you feel your own face heating up, and take a piece for yourself. the two of you continue eating the chocolate, while shuichi's show plays on the tv.

once it's all gone, you set the bowl down on the coffee table. shuichi turns and meets your gaze.

"so... how long until the aphrodisiac takes effect?" he asks. you snuggle closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"not sure. i guess that's the fun of it!"

"sure," he replies, turning his head back to the tv. you pick up a book off the table and front of you, and open it to the chapter you're on.

it's not long before you notice shuichi mindlessly tapping his fingers on the arm of the couch. you discreetly look up at him, and notice he's pursing his lips. you return your attention back to your book, suppressing a chuckle. one chapter later, and you feel shuichi's hand on your thigh.

"hey, did you forget about our challenge?" you tease, closing your book. your boyfriend covers his mouth with his hand and averts your gaze.

"i can't touch you sexually, right? what's wrong with my hand on your leg?" he answers shyly.

"well i hope you don't regret it," you reply, tossing your book to the side. your eyes shift to the tv, wondering what's playing. then, you get an idea.

"it's kind of hot," you remark, grabbing at your pants and sliding them down. shuichi stares at you in awe as you settle back into him in only your underwear and shirt. you don't say anything else, instead adjusting your position so that you're now curled up in his lap.

you can feel his hard-on under your ass, and you want to laugh, but you really have no room to talk when you're heating up like this. butterflies are fluttering around in your stomach, and you feel your chest tightening with anticipation. innocently, you adjust yourself every so often, wiggling around in his lap. you don't look at his face, but you can tell how he's reacting because his dick twitches underneath you, and the hand that is rested on your hip clenches.

he tries his best not to look at you, and you do the same, but eventually he relents.

you catch him trying to snake his hand down between your legs, slowly, and grab it.

"giving in so readily, huh?" you smirk, and he takes the opportunity to pinch your thigh, drawing out a gasp from you.

"s/o, i don't really care anymore," he breaths, and spreads your legs while you let your guard down.

"really? i could keep going," you swallow dryly, watching as he rubs up and down your leg. his hand comes to a stop.

"s/o. please." the sound that comes out of his mouth is borderline whining. you laugh, but give in to what he wants. with one fluid movement, you turn and straddle his hips, and grind on his cock. as his breath catches in his throat, you lean forward and whisper into his ear.

"you lose," giving him no warning, you start grinding on his clothed groin, running your hands from his chest up to his face. he groans as you press yourself down into his lap. "so adorable," you coo, taking his face into your hands as you kiss him all over. he's panting now, clutching the arm of the couch as you grind on him harder and faster. you moan a little yourself as you help him chase his high.

"s/o, i'm gonna-" he starts, bucking his hips up into yours, but he's unable to finish his sentence. as you lean down to suck on his neck, he finally cums, straight into his underwear. he leans his head back as he catches his breath, and you stop grinding.

"aw, baby, you were so needy you came right into your underwear? all i did was was grind on your lap a little bit," you laugh tangling your fingers in his hair. "i think you owe me a little something now."

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[qsphyxias]

ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇꜰᴜʟ, ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ! ꜱʜᴀᴍᴇꜰᴜʟ!

if you fetishize mlm/nblm relationships, get the fuck out of here!

synopsis ; you + pete are dating, and you're about to have the house all to yourselves— but peter has to wait to do so, and he gets impatient. basically.

warnings ; m! reader (he/him), cussing, suggestive, a bit unorganized, unedited so probably typos, you have parents (lol he doesn't), also tom's spiderman

note ; this was going to go so much more different than i wanted it to!! i wanted it to be like peter was texting you and he was outside your window and like, frustrated bc he did not know if you liked him, and then you told him to come over or something and idk WHAT IS THIS . inspidered by the song below

words ; 1.2k +

⊱ ───── {⋅𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 - 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤⋅} ───── ⊰

It was a nice, warm winter evening— or at least, it felt warm to Peter considering how much he was sweating that day. With a disgruntled string of curses, Peter whipped out his phone as he balanced himself on a lamp post, ready to text Ned and ask him if he remembered how to turn on the air conditioning in his suit.

Despite the gross feeling of his suit sticking to his thighs and pits, Peter continued to hesitate on sending that shameful text message. Not because it was the middle of December, or how Peter could not (or would not) tell Ned the very irrational reason why he needed those puffs of air in his suit— no, it was because of love, that's why! That's why he was sitting on a lamppost, worriedly watching you outside your house awaiting your incoming text message.

"God, I sound like an idiot. Oh god, I probably look like an idiot too." Peter grumbled, with his hands resting on his face and fingers set strategically, so he'd still be able to see through them, and into your bedroom window. Not creepy at all, no.

Before you harshly judge Peter's actions, (and rightfully so,) let it be known why he was doing it in the first place!

Just a couple of minutes ago, you two were texting (passionately)—as hormonal teenage boys do—until all of a sudden, you sent the following;

"My parents are about to leave to go check out some real estate property. They probably won't be back until 10 PM, at the earliest— wanna come over? I've gotta beat someone at Smash Bros."

What!? Peter was ecstatic, he was just about ready to go—having already slung on his pants and T-shirt with his webbing with one hand as he watched his phone screen with the other, like a hawk.

"Oh but, maybe wait a couple of minutes because my mom lost her phone and she'll probably take a few. I'll get you back with an update."

Nooooooooooo!

Oh, you. You... Evil, teasing, handsome, mischievous, terrifying you. If only you knew what you had just unleashed.

Despite your friendly reminder that Peter had to wait before he could smash you- I mean, play Smash with you, he did not care. Instead, he decided that a couple of minutes in the cold, waiting outside your room would be nothing to the spectacular Spider-man.

Also, because he made a giant webby mess in his room and he did not want to be home when Aunt May sees it.

And now we're back here; back to Peter sitting and waiting out on a lamppost, alone, and sweaty in the cold—which was ironic because he thought that his major problem of today would be the weather, not his hormones. He thought the latter would come easy, and oh boy, to say it did not.

"Ugh, come on S/o's mom! Find your damn phone already!" Peter moped as he watched your mom roam your room, searching for her phone helplessly—

—until, he saw it.

Her phone! Peter near jumped off the lamp post to try and catch your attention and point at the phone resting on the window sill, until he luckily realized that that was not a good idea.

Instead, Pete opted for whipping his phone out, texting furiously with his cold, but clammy fingers. "S/O!!! TELL YOUR MOM TO CHECK ON YOUR WINDOW SILL!!!!"

Wait, no, try again.

"Hey, you know I lost my phone last week and I actually ended up finding it on my window sill hahah, maybe check there?"

Nice and smooth.

Peter internally high-fived himself as he watched you pick up your phone from his angle. Followed by your sudden diversion of your attention to your window, then your gasp, and then your funny reaction of rapidly pointing at your window sill like a crazy person, where your mom's phone rested. With a relieved smile, your mom kissed you on your cheek and waved you goodbye, to which you turned red and—to Peter's dismay—closed the curtains. Gee, looks like you really hoped no one saw that exchange of mom kisses.

"Fuck!" Well this sucks. Now Peter can't watch you from your window like a— Ding!

A notification from you! Hooray! Who cares about the window, now he'll get to see the real thing!

"Thanks for the tip, bro! turns out her phone was in the exact location you just sent me— isn't that funny? Anyway, she's leaving soon, so you should probably start getting ready to leave."

Peter sighed, "If only he knew."

The familiar sound of an engine revving up caused Peter to perk up, now paying attention to the car that just pulled out your driveway which could be no other than your parents. Mission complete, Peter could now take action and tame his hormonal tendencies.

"All clear!" You quickly sent him, thinking there was no possible way he was as excited as you were-

Until a knock interrupted your thoughts.

You opened the door, shocked at the sweaty man you saw before you. "Peter?"

"Hi." With a smile like that, you could never have known he had just stripped himself naked and stuffed his suit into his backpack in seconds flat, prior to meeting you.

"But I just sent you the message? How did you get here so fast?" You laughed exasperatedly, ushering him in quickly before your parents could come back and kick him out.

"Love... finds a way?" He chuckled awkwardly, hoping he wouldn't have to explain his stalker-ish tendencies.

You could only shake your head, and laugh as you wasted no more time to pounce on him, letting him pick you up and bring you to the room he was just staring into not long ago. "Wow, strong too." You commented, to which he reacted bashfully.

You patted him on the arm, signalling your desire to descend from the soft pillows Pete calls his biceps. "Okay, this is getting demeaning— put me down."

The bed gave a good tiny bounce as you both settled onto the bed, with you getting comfortable just sitting on his chest. ""Love finds a way," huh?" Peter could only shrug, "Yup." not wanting to say anymore.

"So you love me?" You paraphrased his once thought-through quote, and replaced it with "disastrous gay blurbs."

"Love? Oh, did I say love?- I just meant- I mean, if you want- but I thought we were at the "like-like" stage? But I mean, if you're uncomfortable I can totally just-"

You interrupted him with a cackle, "Like-like stage? You did not just say that." A deadpan expression rested upon your features, something that screamed, "You are better than that." —causing Peter to flush even more than before. "Shut up." He muttered dejectedly, flopping face-first into your pillows. "I thought you were actually offended!" his words were muffled, but the true embarrassment laced in his words still came through.

In your defence, "I was!"

"No, you weren't," Peter corrected, "No, I wasn't." You repeated.

"You're mean." He stated, getting up from his fetal position and throwing one of your pillows at you. "But you love me." You reminded, a shit-eating grin decorating your features, laughing before getting a mouthful of pillow and suddenly, not laughing anymore.

"Correction, I "like-like" you." Peter climbed on top of you, you who had been pillow-beaten to death. "Ugh, back to the "like-like" stage, so much worse than the bro stage!" You feigned despair, a ghost of a smile still peaking through your grimace.

It only took seconds for Peter to make the decision he usually has trouble with— the decision to kiss you.

And let's just say, thank god your parents decided to overnight it at the real estate building.

⊱───── ❝ thank you for reading! ❞ ─────⊰

[cloveroctobers]

DECEMBER DRABBLE — 2. Angel Reyes 🌨️

A/N: gif belongs to [user: @pedropcl] now it seems like it’s next to impossible to find decent gifs through the gif search up here especially when it comes to this man. S/o to google this time around! Anyways here I am writing for another angel but the main angel? That I usually write for lol. For once it’s nothing too serious—well kinda…and might actually fit into the drabble category. Let’s pat myself on the back…maybe. I write my AN’s before I actually write the content 😬

S/N: decided to add Dante Torres from Chicago PD into the mix because I have a crush on Benjamin levy Aguilar and loved him in that Netflix series with Veronica mars (she’ll always be Veronica mars sorry y’all lol) and there’s no content on him. He’s only mentioned in this so don’t attack me too much if you read this and I’m new to the Chicago PD series and his character which is why I didn’t write any scenes specifically with him.

Prompt: #24. “Lift me up so I can put the star on the tree.” + #16. “We can’t put this photo in our Christmas card.”

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Angel didn’t like what he was seeing when he pulled up to his house that weekend. He didn’t want to jump to conclusions but he recognized the car that passed him by before he parked his bike next to your car in the driveway. He wasn’t late so he didn’t know why someone else was pulling up to his house uninvited.

And he had something to say about it.

“Yo!” Angel called into the house as he dropped his keys into the dish by the front door.

He stepped into the living room to see you swaying in front of the Christmas tree, joint attached to your full lips. Angel almost got distracted by the way your ass filled out those gym pants but he was on a mission. Then he picked up on the music full of Afro-Beats, which meant you were in a good mood and something inside of him provoked him to disrupt that.

Angel licked his bottom lip, getting one last look before he lightly touched your upper back to get your attention. And what did he do that for? You slightly jumped and spun to aim a high kick at your attacker, who you didnt recognize as Angel at the start.

Thankfully he dodged your long leg and called out to you, “whoa! Aye, querida. Relax! It’s just me.”

“Angel?! What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?” You muttered around the joint as you exhaled.

Angel sucked his teeth, “I called out to you as soon as walked in the door.”

“I’m having a jam session right now, you know I don’t hear nothing when I’m dancing.” You wiggled your hips and held out the joint to the man who plucked it from your hands.

He took a hit and deeply exhaled as you carried on, spinning around him while he lightly shook his head.

It was time to get down to business.

“Whatchu do all day? Have anybody over?”

“Mmm nope. Spent the day doing a wash and go, listening to music, and putting the tree up. Now I get to relax.” You told your boyfriend while you continued dancing.

Angel called out to alexa to stop the music, shutting it off much to your annoyance. You held your hands out silently asking what he did that for and awaited a response from the party crasher.

“I saw a car on my way coming in. The same car that pulled up to the club once before…you know anything about that?”

Why would you? Your poked your head out in confusion and rolled your hands, “just spit it out already Angel, you’re getting on my nerves trying to play the accusing game.”

“Are you cheating on me with that egghead oink oink motherfucker? D’Angelo?”

A laugh couldn’t help but to burst out at Angel’s description but the look on his face was anything but humor.

“You mean Dante?” You asked, turning back to the couch in search of the remote.

Angel waved his hand around, still holding onto your joint, “whatever his name is. Are you sleeping with him?”

“I don’t cheat on people I claim to love. I don’t move like that and you know it so stop insulting me.” A heated stare went his way and Angel felt himself having to take a deep breath.

Of course he knew that. That was his own insecurities and previous actions getting in the way. He knew you were solid and would never, you already warned him if that’s something he did or even thought about when it came to your relationship then it was automatically a wrap. You had such power about you, like it seemed like nothing could hurt you, like you were invincible and it was incredible to watch. Angel didn’t want to be the one to fuck with that, not purposely.

And he really did care for you, which is why he didn’t want to believe that you could cheat on him. However he knew that you could just get up and leave whenever you wanted and that thought alone scared him. He never felt that way more than once before.

You didn’t need him and he knew that. Yet you still showed him love in a way that he wasn’t used to. You were patient but firm, which is why you weren’t raising your voice at his foolish accusations.

“I—I’m sorry but he was here right? I’m not completely bugging, I know that much.”

Plopping down on the edge of the couch you waved the remote around as you briefly thought about it, “…yeah he was. He stopped by for a minute, he didn’t come in out of respect for me.”

Angel huffed, “respect for you? What about me? He don’t pay no bills around here, he should be asking my permission to be anywhere near you.”

Sighing you said, “he doesn’t need your ‘permission’ to be around me. He’s my friend and been my friend since we were teens. Also you don’t know if he was here because of whatever case he’s working on and before you get paranoid it has nothing to do with you or the club. I would let you know that. Do you see me on your dick about the bartenders you used to mess around with? Now no. So stop your bitching and lift me up so I can put the star on the tree.”

Angel took a long drag from the joint at your words. He didn’t know who you thought you were talking to but he liked it.

“Why don’t you call the egghead back over here and he could do the work,” Angel mocked, “you already put the tree up without me.”

“You told me it was fine! Every time we planned to do it during the weekend you got called into the club. I asked you not once but thrice so don’t start, angel.” You scowled, getting to your feet and pulling your gym pants further up your waist.

Sighing Angel leaned over you, placing the joint into the dish to hold for him. He stood in front of you who peered up at him with raised brows. His hands massaged the sides of your neck before trailing up to rest against your cheeks, his hands were always rough but cool thanks to the rings that decorated his fingers.

“Love you lots you know,” he started, making you roll your eyes, “no for real, listen I do. It’s just that im fully aware I got the full package here and I don’t want nobody getting in between that. Especially no fed that your friends with…I dunno what it is with you and my fucken brother being friends with the opps.”

You sent a jab to the man’s abdomen who winced as you said, “don’t talk about franky like that, you know that’s family.”

“Oh shit, I keep forgetting.”

“Yeah, I don’t see why after everything he’s done.”

Angel made a chirping movement with his hand and stepped back before you could fight him some more, “don’t expect me to be friendly with egghead Da Vinci either.”

“I don’t think he wants to be your friend anyways.” You answered, making Angel furrow his brows as he began removing his vest.

He tossed it on the couch as he exasperates, “why? What his ass say? I’ll fuck him up.”

Laughing to yourself you shook your head, not instigating anything further. You knew Dante scooped Angel out because he cared about your well-being and didn’t think the man was good enough for you. It was always like that when you started dating but Dante also knew you would do whatever you felt like doing no matter what someone had to say.

You always had a mind of your own.

Yet Dante Torres was diligent and rebellious and and that didn’t change when it came to you, his best friend.

Dante also knew the boundaries he had to respect out of the sake your relationship but that didn’t mean he had to like Angel Reyes. At the end of the day he had a job to do and when he was ready he could take down the whole club if he really wanted to. However he was leaving to Chicago for a couple of weeks and he just knew something would go down without him even prying.

“And then you’ll be in jail for assaulting a cop and that’s a hard charge to get out of.” You let out a low-whistle, remembering a family member who took that route in his early twenties and just got out at the age of thirty-four last year.

Angel scoffed but said nothing more not wanting to waste anymore breath on some guy that didn’t matter to him. Instead he searched the empty box for the crown that was your star for the tree and held it in between his teeth. While he did that you decided to turn the music back on, just in time for Angel to grip you by the waist to face him. He then pulled you around to be in front of him, you glancing back at him in question as he motioned for you.

“You know what to do, spread ‘em.”

“Ask nicely.”

Angel gave you a look making you laugh as you got into a jumping Jack pose without the jumping. Angel fixed the crown back between his lips before he crouched down in between your legs. Once his neck was in between your legs, he kept a tight grip on your legs before he lifted you up into the air.

“So this is what it’s like being seven feet tall?” You asked as Angel carried you over to the tree.

Reaching downwards you gently took the crown from his mouth and reached upwards. Angel’s hands tightened on your upper thighs as he leaned towards the tree more, eyeing as you slipped the crown right on top of the very decorative tree.

“Tree looks nice as fuck, Querida. How long it take you?” Angel used one hand to touch one the rose gold ribbons you had wrapped in it.

“Thank you, baby.” You beamed, knuckles now pressed into your hips as you admired your work, “I actually started on Friday, getting everything from the basement, mom came over on Saturday then she pissed me off trying to dictate how it should look as if she didn’t decorate her tree and my sister’s tree already. And I just finished today. It’s perfect.”

Angel chuckled to himself. He knew how your mom could be, she was a interior decorator herself so it only made since that she wanted to take over the whole process. Now angel was really kicking himself from missing out on this, you lost your cool whenever it came to your mom despite the love you had for her. Yet your mother is very stubborn and sensitive wrapped into one. He tried to question how your dad handled a woman like her but he knew your dad wasn’t rocking with him like that.

“Ah it is.” Angel began to crouch, making you grip for something as he began to do some squats.

“This what we doing?”

“I missed the entire weekend to work out, let me have this. Count for me?” Angel encouraged while you held on tighter.

The man slowly took working out seriously through persuasion of you. Also working as a phlebotomist encouraged you to take not only your health but others around you seriously. You always found health class and physiology interesting so it was no surprise to your family and friends that you got into this field.

And so you did, getting to fifty before Angel decided to call it quits.

“You did great,” you mentioned as Angel took the time to focus on slowing his breathing.

Once he did, he lowered you down to the ground with a nice slap to your ass of course.

“Thanks for being my weight and letting me in between those thighs.”

“Oh, shut up.” You playfully shoved the man, who laughed yanking you to his slightly sweaty frame to pepper your face with kisses.

Later…Angel sat at the kitchen table, eating the Sunday dinner you prepared while your eyes went over a series of photos on your laptop.

“Angel, what is this?”

Angel stopped chewing the lamb and peered over at you, “what?”

“Why did you move these into the possible Christmas card options?” You spun the laptop around to face the dark haired man who smirked at the image.

Angel continued eating, “What’s wrong with it?”

“Angel…” you exhaled and rested your fingertips against your forehead, “Our reenactment of Janet Jackson’s rolling stone cover and her ex husband with your hands on my breasts and you in a Santa hat is not appropriate to send to my granny or my parents. We can’t put this photo in our Christmas card.”

Angel shrugged his shoulders, “why not, it’s art? It’s Christmas, it’s supposed to be happy.”

“Would you like me sending this to pop?” You quizzed.

Angel pretended to think about it, “he wouldn’t keep it anyways and would probably call me up to yell at me about it. I’d love to see the look on his face though. We look sexy, what’s the problem?”

“These were for our eyes only. For fun.”

“Which is what Christmas is all about.”

“I thought it was about celebrating the birth of Jesus?”

“Fuck if I know, I was raised catholic.”

Your eyes instantly went to Angel’s who met your stare. He laughed to himself, “I know how that sounds, be quiet.”

Grabbing the computer back you shook your head at the unbelievable man. Scrunching up your nose, you lifted your glasses further up the bridge of your nose as you clicked onto the next set of photos.

Angel licked his fingers, finishing off his food before he patted his belly. “Here’s an idea, why don’t you send that one to your old homeboy? Maybe he’ll get the message to stop coming around when I’m not here.”

“I’m not doing that to feed your ego.” You easily responded, eyes trained on your screen.

Angel got up from the table to place his items into the sink. He actually took the time to wash them to place into the rack. Once finished he walked over to you, leaning over to see what other photos you were looking at. You took a good thirty photos together so there had to be something in there that was satisfactory in your eyes.

He didn’t really care to be honest, “Whatever you pick will be cute as shit that your granny will keep pushing for us to give her a great-grand baby.”

Almost gagging you shuddered at the thought. Being pregnant terrified you, sure babies were cute and everything but the whole process of carrying and actually giving birth did not sound like a 10/10. You’ve watched enough horror stories and heard enough horror stories to know that’s not exactly what you wanted right now. Or ever? Of course that could always change but the full discussion of children with Angel made you uneasy.

He already had a son and previously lost a son, which didn’t sit right with you, however it was none of your business. Although, you didn’t exactly enjoy the idea of possibly raising a child with a man that was hardly there…but that was not a conversation that you wanted to have tonight.

If Angel picked up on this, he chose not to say anything about it when you know he could have. Instead he just placed a kiss on your temple, his beard briefly scratching at your skin before he left your side, saying he was off to take a shower and leave you alone with your final decisions.

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Continue along with my anthology December prompts here.

[bluntfriend]

Headcanon: SWF Alphabet Headcanon.

A/N - I always wanted to do the Alphabet headcanon so here it goes! I hope you enjoy it!

Trigger warnings - This headcanon does contain abandonment issues, self-hatred, and overworking. There is some angst on Clef's part so watch out for that.

P.S. - If anyone is thinking of sending in a request then please make sure it is a headcanon. I am only writing for headcanon for a bit since I am already working on a couple of side stories that I really want to focus on and two scenarios that are wayyy overdue. So, if you want to request make sure it is a headcanon. And make sure to be specific and very patient when requesting a headcanon. Thanks! :)

*Also, I decided to add Cimmerian to the mix... he is sort of growing on me and he isn't written about as much so I wanted to give him some attention.

P.S.S - For the two people who requested a scenario a very long time ago I am thinking of just converting the scenario request into a headcanon. At this point, I am REALLY struggling with writing actual scenarios and I don't want to keep you guys waiting because it has been TOO LONG. And it is unfair. But anyway yeah. Those two will be out soon. I am sorry again for taking so long to complete them.

Characters: Doctor Jeremiah Cimmerian, Director Alto Clef, and Doctor Iceberg.

P = Patience (How easily do they get angry?)

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they like receiving hugs? How do their hugs feel like?)

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

X= Xtra (Random Headcanon about them).

DIRECTOR ALTO CLEF:

P = Patience: He used to be very impatient in his early years. Letting his anger get the best of him but he has matured throughout the years. Now he is relatively calm most of the time. And doesn't let things get him easily irritated.

He would have moments where he could be grumpy due to things going awry or people not listening to him. Then he would be really annoyed but wouldn't lose his patience and get angry like he used to.

U = Ugly: Oh, definitely his self-hatred. It is a serious thing that he struggles with and hides from others. It may not seem like it because of the way he portrays himself and his behaviors but it is still there. And it does surface sometimes and will become a problem because of the ways it comes to the surface and how he refuses help from others.

He knows that he does struggle with self-hatred but he doesn't want to do anything to help improve himself or receive help. He would prefer dealing with it on his own and distancing himself for a bit. He knows it is unfair and can cause issues in his close relationships with others but he doesn't want to make the effort to change. It really disheartening and concerning.

He also suffers from low self-esteem as well. And he does have other ugly traits and habits by the way.

H = Hugs: Okay, hugging does sound a bit too sentimental for him and he would NEVER try hugging his S/O (at first) so they should have to be the one to try to hug him first. The first time they do hug him he is going to be startled and shocked and wouldn't know what to do.

He wouldn't push them away or anything but would be going to take a minute for him to come to his senses lol.

He doesn't try reciprocating the hug either and just stands there like ummm.... with his arms on his sides.

But after a few seconds, he does allow his muscles to relax and he slowly wraps his strong arms around them. And hold them close to him. And honestly being held by Clef like that in such an intimate way would feel so... comforting. It would feel so good to be held by him.

There would be a feeling of protection (and appreciation) when hugging him for the first time. He would give off this feeling that says "I would never let anything touch you or harm you when you are in my arms" and shit it would be so sentimental and comforting. Even he would be shook like where the fuck did this feeling come from???

But he would come around and feel more comfortable hugging them from then on. He does like picking them up while they are hugging and he does it easily too. He is very strong so it is no issue lol. He likes the surprised yelp they make when he picks them up. And it would be so sudden too so it is bound to surprise them.

The gif below is definitely the kind of hugs he gives.

But hugging is ONLY reserved for his S/O tbh, not his close friends. He would allow his friends to hug him if they really needed it or if he wanted to try to comfort them. He isn't really good at comforting people so he will reluctantly hug them to show that he does care. But those only happen on rare occasions.

F = Fiance(e): He is sort of intimidated by marriage. Marriage is NOT something that would come easily to him. In fact, he would prefer to keep his relationship the way it is than get into marriage.

The truth to why he feels intimidated by marriage is because of his past experiences with relationships and this inner fear of completely opening up to someone and getting into a serious commitment like marriage. Then they REALLY see him as who he truly is and reject him or worse come to resent him for his ways.

And his own abandonment issues do come to play a factor in this.

As far as he could remember he was always alone and never had anyone to rely on. So, to has to completely allow himself to rely on someone else and open up to them even more. That is what intimidates and that is what he makes him run from.

Clef has been hurt before. He has been used and manipulated before. He has opened himself up to someone before and just got hurt as a result and he is scared that it is going to happen again. And he has had people walk out on him and leave because they have seen him in his darkest moments and didn't want to deal with him. So, they just left, and what if his S/O does the same after getting married? What if come to resent him?

To him getting married invites so much uncertainty that it scares him. Getting married is a very serious commitment (not to say that he doesn't think that his current relationship isn't serious enough) but to him, marriage is a whole other level of commitment. And he doesn't feel like he would ever feel ready for that. He becomes a little anxious thinking about marriage and what the future holds.

And in addition to this, after marriage does typically come with kids. He knows it isn't always like that but still having kids one day is a no for him tbh.

He doesn't even know where to start with being a proper parent or role model for the child because he NEVER had any person like that in his life. He was always alone. He knows that he would have a S/O there to help and guide him throughout the process but still... there will always be this fear of failing as a father that lingers in the back of his mind. He wouldn't be able to brush it off easily either.

And also he knows how unfair it would be to bring a child into the world where he KNOWS he will be lacking in some areas and not be a proper father figure to his child. So, he isn't willing to jump into that.

X= Xtra (Random Headcannon about them): At first, he didn't even know how to play the ukulele. He just did it to annoy people but later on, decided to learn how to play it properly. And after some trial and error, he learned how to play it properly, and knows how to play several songs with it. When he is alone in his office, he would play a few tunes to himself.

DOCTOR JEREMIAH CIMMERIAN:

P = Patience: He is a patient guy. Probably the most patient than the other two. He tends to push down his frustration because he knows it wouldn't do any good to get angry easily. But he does have his moments where he will become snarky when he feels annoyed with someone. But that is more with being annoyed than getting angry.

So, he isn't an angry person.

U = Ugly: Hmmm... (I remember the actual writer for Dr. Cimmerian's character mentioned this in passing and I wanna run with it. And do agree with him so why not). He can be petty to those who have wronged him. He has a hard time letting things go. And he doesn't let sleeping dogs lay. He knows it is childish but he can not help himself from acting on his pettiness sometimes. It isn't anything too bad or toxic but he will act on it.

But his pettiness is more subtle than in your face. So, it wouldn't be apparent most of the time.

H = Hugs: Okay, he does like hugs and would gladly hug his S/O whenever they would like. As for his close friends, it depends on the person but he will give a hug if it is someone he cares for. And it looks like they need some comfort from a friend.

F = Fiance(e): He didn't think much about getting married tbh. It just wasn't something that he considered would happen to him so he didn't give it much thought. But I mean if he found someone who made him very happy and who could tolerate him and his corny puns then why not? He would also want to make sure that his S/O was on board too. So, yeah.

X= Xtra (random headcannon about them): He never really told anyone how he actually got his burnt scars and he kind of wants to keep it that way. He doesn't see the reason to tell anyone the real story behind it. His burned scars are from his past and he wants that to stay in his past.

DOCTOR ICEBERG:

P = Patience: He is not someone who gets angry easily. It takes him a while to get angry but he does lose his patience and tends to get annoyed easily when he feels like things are going slow. So, he can become impatient and it would just result in him being visibly annoyed. Like he wouldn't have an issue in telling the person sitting at the reception desk who is taking centuries to do something to him to hurry the fuck up tbh.

He has no chill when he loses his patience with people.

U = Ugly: His awful sleeping schedule. To be fair, however, he isn't the only one guilty of having a poor sleeping schedule since almost everyone working for the Foundation (especially high-ranking personnel) do not have a perfect sleeping schedule. But Iceberg tends to overdo it. He barely lets himself get proper sleep at night. He lets his mind wander about work and all that and he ends up staying up all night thinking. It wouldn't always happen but it does when he is working on a big project and his anxiety gets the best of him. He overthinks everything about the upcoming deadline and how much progress he has made.

He does overwork himself too much as well. He does more than what is expected of him and some days he even goes overboard and ends up neglecting his own health. And that is when someone needs to be there to pull him back to reality. To force him to calm down and take a break.

H = Hugs: Sure! He would like receiving and giving hugs. It could either be from his S/O or a friend. He is fine with it.

F = Fiance(e): Yes, he would want to marry someone one day. And even start a family. But that would be when he is completely certain that he is done with the Foundation and retires. He wouldn't be able to see himself still employed by the Foundation while trying for a family with his partner. It would be too stressful for him to handle. So, he would prefer just waiting until he retires and leaves the Foundation.

X= Xtra (Random Headcannon about them): He loves playing with the eye pods SCPs whenever he has some free time. He would invite them into his office and he would play with them. It makes him so happy! Seeing how happy the eye pods are and them jumping around and snuggling with it. It makes him so happy and helps him to remember to take things easy sometimes. And despite being told countless times by his superiors to NOT let himself become attached to them. HE CAN'T HELP IT! THEY ARE SO ADORABLE!! HE LOVES THEM SO MUCH!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

This question has been floating around my head for the last few days, so how would your skeletons deal with having a S/O that walks very quietly? Like, turn around and whoa a wild S/O appears! This prompt comes from the fact I'm ALWAYS accidentally sneaking up on my coworkers.

Undertale Sans - You are really sure Sans and Papyrus are related now, because Sans' scream is very loud, every time. It's almost like his soul leaves his body. Sans knows you do that, and he tries not to jump, but it's still happening somehow. Please stop, one of this day he's going to have a soul attack.

Undertale Papyrus - Whatever he's having in the hands is flying in the air as he screams out of the top of his non-existent lungs. After that, he needs a second. Papyrus hates it, but he knows you can't help it, so he's not mad. Though, several times in the day, you can see him suddenly look behind him in panic before realising there's nothing there. You made him paranoid lol.

Underswap Sans - He freezes for a second before immediately calming down when realising it's just you. Blue has a pretty good control of his emotions, so it's fine. Actually, he wishes he could do that to sneak behind criminals in his police officer duty.

Underswap Papyrus - He faints. Every time. That's just a brain reflex. He protects himself from whatever is threatening him by passing out. If he can't see the danger, there's no danger. You're wearing a bell or hitting the wall to warn him you're here now. Honey is not good with jumpscares.

Underfell Sans - You're lucky he has good control of his magic because the times he accidentally almost kill you out of fear is actually high. Red had been sneaked on too many times in his past and he didn't lose the habit of attack first and then ask question.

Underfell Papyrus - He learns to control his magic better. But before that he knocked you out a dozen of times instinctively by slamming a huge bone on your face. He can't stop apologizing to you every time after that. He really doesn't want to hurt you but you are really not helping for Asgore's sake.

Horrortale Sans - You learned to not do that ever after scaring Oak so bad he got triggered and stabbed you four times. You surprisingly learned your lesson. Almost dying help with these types of things. A side effect of that is that, everytime he sees you behind Oak, Willow randomly high speech screams to gain Oak's attention so he doesn't turn around and stab you again. That lets you some time to tell your boyfriend you're here.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's not mad. People are so small compared to him, it happens all the time. Sometimes he just forgets other people are a thing and he gets scared randomly. So it's quite the usual. Sure, he's a bit suspicious of why it's always happening with you, but he's not going to be mad at the only person who doesn't care of how tall he is. Plus you're as scared as him when he screams. Willow can be surprisingly loud sometimes.

Swapfell Sans - You got him once, and you gave him the scare of his life as he almost blast you to dust when you surprised him. Since then, whenever you're in the house, he has an active spell of soul localization to know at all time where you are in the house. He doesn't want to hurt you.

Swapfell Papyrus - Rus does the most hilarious screams ever and he always throws himself on the floor for some reason, sometimes knocking himself out by headbutting a wall in the panick. You feel bad for him. You want to wear a bell or something to warn him, but weirdly, Nox asked you not too. You find this very suspicious until, after a jumpscare, you catch a glimpse of him chuckling, before quickly going back to cold and inexpressive as soon as he notices you're watching him. Uh.

Fellswap Gold Sans - You can see he got a bit scared in his eyes, but other than that, he's expressionless. His face doesn't let pass any emotion. The guy has so much control on his feelings he's not that impressed by your sneaking hability. You don't know if you should be offended or not.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - BIG MISTAKE. As expecting, Coffee screams out loud and bursts in tears instinctively. The problem is that, the second he does that, Wine jumps out of nowhere with a bone in hand to kill you. Good luck with that.

And just because why not, here goes some other guys :

Horrorswap Papyrus - That's really not funny for him as it's reminding him horrible memories of the times Alphys just showed up in his cell Underground to hit him when he finally was able to rest between two torture sessions. Pumpkin immediately goes into a panic attack and just screams in fear, trying to protect his face. That's just sad.

Outertale Sans - Shooting stars plays in the background and he just flies in the sky and... doesn't come back, somehow. You should probably call his brother to tell him Moon is probably dying in space somewhere.

Farmtale Papyrus - Ben is really nice and he hates swearing. You actually doubt he even knew how to swear. Well you sure found out when you scare him and he just screamed swears in panic and in different languages, trying to get away from you. What the hell? A whole myth just died.

Mafiafell Sans - Well, that's not that hard, Fang is really easily spooked. But Fang also has a lot of dogs. BIG dogs. And obviously, as soon as their dad scream like he got murdered, all 20 dogs get out of their beds to attack you. You're running, a big hole in your pants, calling Torpedo for help, promising to sell your soul to him and his stupid mafia if he saves your stupid life.

Error - His soul leaves his body. Literally. Error violently crashes and facepalms in the floor like a piece of wood. He won't move before he reboots, a good ten minutes later. You feel bad. He's very mad at you too. You better give him all your chocolate and beg for his forgiveness.

Dustale Sans - He jumps like a scared cat and runs in panic in a random direction to flee. You never knew Dune could run this fast. Or that he would run like this because of you. You thought he would attack you or something. How the hell did he survived a genocide? He's just a cat! You're mad.

Killer Sans - Killer screams like a little girl. There's a very long awkward silence once he realises it's only you. And that you're smiling. Oh god, you're going to tease him forever, are you? Killer flops on the floor and decides to die of embarrassement here.