#protective romance

[miakate-writes]

I may have already suggested these , but in case not

Prompt lists

Mutual insecurity

Someone else hitting on their S/O

Afraid of losing them

Possessive prompts

Either way thank you, love your work

possessive/protective prompts 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

"i want a hundred of your time, you're mine" જ⁀➴ ♡

[a/n: oh my lord this has taken me so long to get to, i'm so sorry lmao hope this was worth the wait]

i think a party is a perfect place to set things like this, really any public gathering, so that's where i imagine this!

you've got things like games happening, being possessive over spin the bottle and stuff like that

protectiveness when it comes to drinking (bc they know that their partner is a complete lightweight)

oh and if someone looks at their partner?

its game-over buddy

it could go one of three ways

number one: just going home with no conflict

number two: verbal fight

number three: physical fight

some dialogue overall could inclue:

"who's that?"

"who were you talking to?"

"do you know them?"

"stay away from them."

"we're going. now."

[kabukiaku]

GUYS MONSTER IN PARIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE go check it out if you can. 🥺🤍✨

[irodimww]

this popped into my head as a ‘what if’ scenario (WHAT IF MORRO WAS THERE DURING SEASON 8 ???//?/?/)

also silly HC that whenever Lloyd is about to do something stupid Morro possesses him to not have him do it (they argue about it a lot but morro’s just trying to keep Lloyd safe and have him focus on his responsibilities as the Green Ninja)

[ieidolon]

Insane to me that certain comic book creators who shall not be named dismissed Jonathan Harker as a "milk sop" and a boring character. White-haired avenger with ambiguously vampiric superstrength Jonathan Harker. Most violent and unhinged member of the vampire hunters Jonathan Harker. Ran at Dracula with a kukri knife without skipping a beat and then tried to climb out of a window to pursue him Jonathan Harker. "Like a living flame" Jonathan Harker. Calls his bond with his wife "the holiest love" and determines that if she becomes a vampire, even if Dracula calls her to his side, "she shall not go into that dark night alone" Jonathan Harker. You know. That one.

[eleganceofhersoul]

The protective instinct towards a woman

I think this is what distinguishes

A man from a boy...

[doodlesdreaming]

“No more green lights, Johnny. We’re on our own.”

[valc0]

"Jealous?" "Not one bit..."

[deimcs]

I guess I'll grow used to the new me, horns and all. The people will see a curiosity, maybe even a beast hungry for their souls. But I will slay their monsters, keep them safe, and one day they will see The Blade of Frontier again!

[shakespearian-love]

Safe with you ❦

[novelbear]

hiiii lovely, welcome back!! 💗 could i request some protective/angry prompts before they’ve started dating? with maybe a bit of the angst that comes with not knowing/being able to explain why they are so upset?

protective dialogue prompts (but they're not dating yet)

a prompt list by @novelbear ᵔᴥᵔ

"i could have handled that myself, you know."

"would you rather me just stand there and let that happen?" "yes! that was not your battle to fight!"

"you had no right."

"i didn't want anything to happen to you.."

"i don't think you should go out tonight." "well it's a good thing you don't get to make those decisions for me, isn't it?"

"what is your problem? you always pull this shit."

"i care about you." "if you cared so much, then you'd know i'm capable of defending myself."

"i didn't mean to embarrass you. i wasn't thinking." "you got that right.."

"not even [partner's name] steps in that much.." "don't you think that says something?"

"we need to talk. like seriously."

"you turn into like a completely different person when stuff like this happens. what's going on?"

"i can't take you anywhere, can i?" "i could say the same for you."

"what were you thinking??"

"i think we need to spend some time apart for a while...until you can figure whatever this is out."

"can i explain myself?" "you have two minutes."

"i'm sorry." "you'd better be..."

"i was worried and i panicked." "and i appreciate that but why? i've tried to ignore it but it's been a lot lately. if anything i'm worried for you."

"look, i know i probably should have backed off and i apologize." "no, honestly it was kind of hot." "what??"

[forged-in-kaoss]

they're eepy

[orikiys]

Protective prompts:

“Get behind me.”

“Hold my hand, okay? It’s gonna be over soon.”

“Close your eyes for me love.”

“When I say run, I need you to do as I say without looking back and don’t wait for me.”

“It’s all going to okay, they would never hurt you again.”

“I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.”

“Listen to me.  . . take deep breaths, yes follow my breathing just like that. There’s no need to panic, I’m right here now, aren’t I? You’re safe.”

“When you love something, you protect it with your entire life at stake, and right now, my guts tell me to do the same.”

“I’ll be back very soon, but don’t come out. Stay there hidden until I come back and try not to make a noise, hmm?” *forehead kisses being a must here*

“I’m so so sorry! I wish I would’ve never left you alone! If I knew this would happen, I would never leave you alone.”

[meteortrails]

I think one of my favorite parts of nami’s character is like. she may not be as much of a powerhouse fighter as her crewmates, but she has a kind of fierce protective streak that rivals even luffy’s. there’s something to be said for the way she sees herself as specifically luffy’s protector, too. she looks at luffy and understands that he is trusting her to help him navigate which social rules he can keep ignoring and which ones he needs to obey and when; to know which way they need to go and what they need to do to keep the ship and crew safe. I’ve called her his replacement for pragmatism before, but it’s more than that! nami gets upset with him after Jaya and when she realizes he’s gonna make them wait 2 years bc in those moments he has made it impossible for her to protect him and she HATES that. I think it’s why she and zoro understand each other so well sometimes, especially when it comes to luffy; they’ve both built their sense of self and purpose on protection and a refusal to ever just accept a loss as inevitable, as differently as it presents in each of them.

[callmemissus-bull]

Me: hysterically sobbing over un-ascended Astarion’s gravestone because he carved himself a new birth year because he’s free and choosing to live again.

Reads:

Astarion Ancunin

229 - 268 DR

468 DR -

[cursedvida]

Well, Noa and Mae are the classic enemies-to-allies-to-enemies again-to probably allies again-to friends-to-angsty-and-doomed-love and you can't convince me otherwise sorry

[yandere-writer-momo]

For my birthday, I decided to finally drop the Jack Hanma smut piece! Enjoy

Yandere Baki Short Stories:

Carne

Yandere Jack Hanma x Female Reader

TW: Cannibalism as a metaphor for love, blood kink, smut, YANDERE, etc.

Hands desperately clawed at the table in front of (your name) in an attempt to ground herself. Pants and wanton moans spilled from her lips as she was driven to the brink of insanity…

“This is what you get for teasing me.” A deep voice snarled in her ear and his hips pistoned into hers. His monstrous length slid between her damp folds as a puddle of their fluids dripped beneath them. (Your name)’s toes were over feet off the ground while her legs dangled in the air since Jack held her body up with his strong arms. “Always flaunting yourself around the other fighters. Parading around in those tight clothes like a whore.”

(Your name)’s head lulled to the side, a loud groan spilled from her swollen lips. Jack had been abusing her poor lower lips with his monstrous length for hours now. The stream of fluid leaking from her pussy was unending. (Your name) wasn’t even aware that Jack had any feelings for her. Their relationship was mostly physical. A no strings attached sort of arrangement. How was she to know he would grow jealous of her friendly banter with the other martial artists?

Jack was simply an outlet for her pent up frustrations, just like (your name) was an outlet to build ‘strength.’ His half brother, Baki, had put a worm in his ear that sex made one more powerful and Jack had approached her with that intention only… until he became attached. Until Jack became so overbearing and protective of her.

Wherever she was, Jack was never far. The blonde tank always stood guard over her. Whenever she’d confront Jack, he’d deny that he had feelings but (your name) knew the truth. She just didn’t care to correct him. Jack was a man one never wanted to anger. Jack was more of a beast than a man, one who would rip his apart like wrapping paper if they even looked in his direction funny. And she would like to keep that animalistic nature of his strictly in the bedroom.

Jack used to leave her in early hours in the morning after a nightly tryst, but now he stayed with her and cuddled. Sometimes he even made (your name) breakfast in bed. This development terrified her because (your name) never gave him any indication that she wanted a romantic relationship. She was always civil with him and treated him like a human being. She didn’t understand why he interpreted kindness as love. But perhaps it had something to do with his rough upbringing.

Jack was a man who felt like he didn’t deserve love nor life since he was brought into this world from hate. A man who only lived for revenge and nothing more… a man who now found solace in (your name)’s arms and in between her legs. A man who would never leave her side until she was completely his. Jack would drown her in his sea of affection until she adapted to be able to breathe in it.

(Your name) was swallowed whole in his musky, woodsy scent. The strong scent of pine overwhelmed her senses. All she could feel was Jack. All she could smell was Jack. Jack. Jack. Jack.

She came undone once more when his titanium teeth lightly grazed against the soft skin of her shoulder. Her walls grasped the empty space while his length ran between it. (Your name) desperately wanted him to fill her. To stretch her poor, weeping cunt until she was satisfied.

And in an instant his teeth sunk into her neck hard enough to draw blood, but not hard enough to rip a chunk of her off like he did to his opponents. His strong pink muscle darted out to greedily lap at the blood that trickled down her skin. His mouth now stained scarlet.

“Everything about you is so delicious… I can’t get enough of you.” Jack muttered into (your name)’s skin, his cinnamon eyes hazy with lust. “What kind of witchcraft have you cast on me?”

(Your name) gasped when he used a hand to tilt her chin up to look at him. A smirk on his face at how dazed her expression was.

“You’re so beautiful.” (Your name) could barely move when he bent down to kiss her. She could taste the iron of her own blood on his tongue as the strong muscle dominated hers. His large hand lights pressed against her through that left her absolutely breathless. The pace of his brutal thrusts never ceased.

Drool dripped out of the sides of her mouth and onto her bruised chest. Various bruises and bite marks littered her skin in a grotesque picture of love.

(Your name) was so lost… where did she begin and where did Jack end? How could a man consume her entirety to the point that she melted into him? That her blood mixed with his in a gory display of devotion?

“I love you. I love you so much.” Jack whispered in her ear as he dragged his tongue across the salty tears that fell down her cheeks. Had she been crying? (Your name) hadn’t even realized. “I love you so much, I want to become a part of you.”

A loud cry escaped her lips when she felt Jack’s hips start to slow, his grip on her throat never ceased. His cinnamon eyes filled with a voracious hunger she knew only her entire being could quench.

“You’re mine. No one else can have you. I don’t want to be with anyone else.”

And that’s when he finally shoved himself inside. His tongue tangled with hers and (your name) came on his length again. She could feel him spill himself inside her fluttering walls with a goal in mind. A goal he’d never reach since he was infertile from excessive steroid usage.

(Your name) went limp like a noodle while his viscous seed spilled from between her legs. Jack’s strong arms still held her up. His lips pressed hot kisses all over her face.

(Your name) slowly reached her hands up to cup his cheeks. A few tears spilled from Jack’s eyes while he shuddered. His lungs gasped for breath but he couldn’t help but hold his in anticipation. Jack wanted to know her answer, he wanted to know if his twisted feelings were reciprocated.

“I’m yours.”

Yes, she’d accept Jack. There was no one else in this world that has ever been attached of this broken man’s side and she’d be that person. She’d be his solace. (Your name) would be his meal.

For limerence and love were merely separated by a thin line.