#so soft and loving towards each other aaaa

[burrrning--soul]

I'm going to miss Fontaine SO much! Hopefully they still throw in some Neuvillette and Wriothesley here and there...

My Wriolette heart 🥹

[sxcret-garden]

1st Desire ღ Testing Limits [M]

ღ Aspects of Desire series ღ Ateez Jongho x fem!reader ღ words: ~5.9k ღ genre: established relationship, college AU, fluff, some humor, slice of life, smut (dom!Jongho, sub!reader, parts of a very awkward kink negotiation turning into a slightly less awkward kink negotiation asdjflka, choking (reader receiving), unprotected sex, thigh riding, fingering, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms) ღ warnings: (mention of him running his hand through reader’s hair)

Desc.: You and your boyfriend decide to take a step towards a new chapter in your relationship when a secret desire of yours finally slips through. What you didn’t know until now is that he’s more experienced than you thought he was, and that you’re not the only one who’s been dying to spice up your sex life.

Author's note: aaaa I'm really nervous about how this series is gonna do, now that I'm finally putting out the first chapter!! I've been working on it for quite a while and it's become a very important project to me, so I hope y'all enjoy reading as much I enjoy writing it <3

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If someone asked you about the thing you appreciate the most about your boyfriend (at gunpoint, because there’s no way you could choose just one trait under normal circumstances), you’d say it’s his softness. A softness that’s apparent in his smile and in the way he treats people, yet only selected few get to see fully. You remember the first time you felt he was opening up to you a bit, granting you permission to see what’s going on inside, and how that was the moment you started falling in love with him. 

It’s the kindness in his words, behind the sound of his voice when he was reassuring you that he didn’t mind you calling him late at night and out of the blue because you needed someone to talk to, and he was the first person who came to mind. And the other way around, it’s the way he suddenly seemed very small as he crawled into his safe haven that has unmistakably become you when he went through a rough time. 

It’s how he talks to people in general, treating everyone with kindness first of all, because it’s among his core beliefs that everyone deserves to be faced with respect. And it’s the warmth that inevitably breaks through the cracks and to the outside when he smiles, laughs at some weird joke, or simply when he steps aside to make way for a complete stranger rushing past him in the crowd.

It’s how you feel when he holds you, wrapping his arms around you, the warmth of his body warming you up too, and you can finally let go of the tension you’ve been carrying within your bones all day. It’s the way he kisses you - you remember your first kiss that was merely lips brushing against each other in a feathery light touch, and the bright yet shy smile that took over his entire face right after, and you still recall how this too made you fall for him yet a little bit deeper. 

So why is it that you can’t but feel yourself bursting with excitement when he isn’t being soft at all?

It started quite early, in the blink of a moment and definitely not on purpose. You were out with some of his friends and some of your friends, and though most of them could sense there was something going on between the two of you, you weren’t official yet. And so it happened that one of his friends drunkenly, after visiting a bar not far from the place you had spent an entire afternoon together, tried to get close to you. It wasn’t to the point you would’ve felt uncomfortable - he started talking to you like one normally would when attempting to strike up a conversation, asking questions that made it clear he was interested in you. You didn’t find his way of chatting with you overbearing or anything, and you didn’t think much of it when he touched your arm seemingly mindlessly, but the second it striked you that just maybe this guy was glued to you a bit unusually much, Jongho stepped in. You can clearly recall the anger reflecting on his face, suddenly making an expression that didn’t show a single trace of the kindness you were used to. You don’t remember what exactly he said when he told the guy off, you barely even remember the shock apparent in your other friends’ hushed whispers as everyone seemed to agree that his reaction was a tad exaggerated. What you do recall was how it made your heart suddenly skip a beat. Back then you appointed this solely to your budding feelings for him and that you were crushing on him bad. However, with each time the memory came back to haunt you afterwards, it became more and more clear that there was something undeniably attractive about this side of him that is anything but soft. 

You also felt it when you were play fighting, like that time he momentarily raised his eyebrows at you almost mockingly, looking down at your smaller frame while holding an item just out of reach to mess with you as revenge, after you had managed to mildly piss him off. And even when that expression was wiped off his face mere seconds later as he handed you what you were desperately trying to reach with an apology accompanied by a sheepish smile, the pounding in your chest wouldn’t cease. 

And then there’s another situation where these complex desires you’re keeping hidden away mostly because you just don’t know how to bring them up to him keep taking over and clouding your mind, like a fire that’s only waiting to be ignited, in order to burn you up whole.

His lips brush against yours, parting from you after what can barely be considered a kiss. You feel his weight on top of you, he has your hands pinned against the bed to either side of your head, supporting himself like that as he rolls his hips into yours. Smooth and slow movements meant to satisfy you, but not for long, and yet the pleasure keeps building up in the pit of your stomach. 

“Fuck…” you mutter a curse, squeezing your eyes tightly shut in the race towards your high, and still you know he isn’t giving you everything yet. 

“You look so pretty like this.” The words slip past Jongho’s lips, and you sigh at the way they make you feel, only to take a glance at his face, seeing the desperate chase towards his high reflecting on his features as well. He lets go of one of your hands without changing the pace at which he thrusts into you, fingertips dancing down your arm until he reaches your jaw, loosely cupping your face. The touch sends an electric wave through your body, and you remember a distinct thought that keeps creeping into your mind time and time again these days. And now that he has brought his hand so close to where you’re aching to really have it, you can’t but put your own palm on top of it. If it hadn’t been for these coincidences, this, and the fact that just before he had pushed you down onto his bed to make love to you, this thought came to haunt you once again, you wouldn’t do what you’re about to do.

You wrap your fingers around his wrist, and without any signs of resistance, he lets you peel his hand off your cheek. However, when you place it on top of your throat instead, extending your neck almost instinctively when you feel his fingertips grazing your pulse, your boyfriend slows down, and eventually his movements come to a halt.

“Are you… are you sure about this?” As you hear him whisper those words, your first thought is that he must not like what you just did. But when you take a look at his face, and you see the way his eyes have undeniably darkened, his lips slightly parted as he tries to catch his breath, you feel like the complete opposite must be true.

“Yeah,” you mouth. “Been wanting to try this for so long…” Your confession causes yet another emotion to spark behind his gaze that’s suddenly so intent, and so much more intense than you’re used to. It takes him merely a moment to process your words, then he moves away from you with a muttered “wait”. Depriving you of both the touch against your throat that you’ve been longing for so much, and the sensation of him filling you up so perfectly leaves you feeling unexpectedly empty, but when he instead sits before you, taking you by the hands and pulling you towards him, you follow eagerly while something connects in your mind - he knows what he’s doing.

“Come here,” Jongho whispers, inviting you into his lap, his gaze finding your lips while he helps you move closer. “Ride me?” You can only nod once before he kisses you, allowing you to sink down on his length as he releases you and then reconnects your lips, and without hesitation you can feel him putting his hand around your nape again. He starts with bringing his palm up to your chest, moving it up unhurriedly, yet not letting you wait, and as soon as his thumb brushes across your throat, you break the kiss to throw your head back and you let out a soft moan. Your heart is racing like crazy from the simple motion alone, and he places his other hand onto your hip to guide you into a steady pace on top of him.

“You like that?” he asks, curiously, and yet you don’t miss the amused spark flaring up in his eyes when you glance at him.

“Yeah,” you reply honestly as your whole body heats up. It really does feel even better than you imagined it, like this one simple touch has engulfed you in flames, making you feel a kind of sensation you’ve never felt before. Your boyfriend moves his hand to the back of your head, entangling his fingers with the strands of your hair now, and you immediately furrow your brows in protest. It causes a smirk to appear on his lips, and the thumb of his hand resting on your hip finds its way to your clit, starting to give the sensitive bundle of nerves some attention.

“F-fuck…” you stutter, arms thrown around his shoulders and you let yourself fall forward in order to bury your face in the crook of his neck. Tutting at you, he brings his hand back to where you wanted it, pushing you away gently in order to be able to look at your face.

“Let me watch as you cum,” he mutters, his gaze taking in your features, and when you whimper in agreement he too lets out a breathy moan. Applying some more pressure to your clit, he never once takes his eyes off you as you’re racing towards your high - you can tell he’s enjoying this newfound power he has over you, and it’s getting him off too. 

Only a few more repetitions of your movements on top of him and your hips start to stutter, and when he moves his hand resting against your throat just a bit further up, blood rushes to your head at once. You know you won’t last much longer, and so you mewl,

“G-gonna cum…” A sigh of approval falls from his lips, before he answers with a strained “me too”, and then your high comes crashing down on you. You dig your nails into the skin on his shoulders as your body is shaken, and the convulsions around his cock buried inside of you have him letting out a broken groan, before you can feel him releasing deep in your cunt as well. 

As you gradually come down from your respective highs, you lie down side by side, and when your eyes meet for a moment you both know it’s about time you two had a conversation about this. However, for now it’s too late at night anyway, and with him nuzzling his nose into your temple and pulling you close, you decide that it could just as well wait until tomorrow. 

“So…” Your boyfriend joins his hands together in front of him, his right hand clasping his left fist, and the second you look at him, he looks away instinctively.

“Yeah…” you answer, knowing what he’s trying to say, but somehow it’s hard to break through the air of awkwardness that has settled around you the moment you both sat down in the living room area of his flat. With him having made himself comfortable on the sofa (and then subsequently tensed up as you entered his proximity), you decided to misuse the coffee table in front of it as a seating opportunity, for the sake of being able to sit across from him, figuring that might make the conversation easier.

It doesn’t. You both don’t know what to say, and this is by no means a one time thing. You recall other occasions where you both sat down to talk and then the beginning of the conversation was similarly difficult, just that usually it’s about a problem you have, hurt feelings, or anything else one of you felt needed to be talked out. And you know that usually one of you eventually breaks the ice - admittedly it’s him who gets the conversation going most of the time, a skill you very much value in your boyfriend - but this here is very different. Sure, sex has been brought up between you two before, you are actively having sex with each other after all, but somehow the feel of a talk about it has never seemed this serious.

“Is it… supposed to be this awkward?” This time it’s you who starts the first attempt at smoothing out the mental obstacles that are undoubtedly there. And it seems to be working, because as Jongho lets out a soft laugh at your remark, you can see some of the tension leaving his shoulders.

“Ah, no…” he says, but then he quickly adds, “I mean, it can be, I guess. The first time I had this conversation it started the same, so…” Ending on an implication, he monitors your reaction to his words closely for an entirely different reason. You know he broke up with his last girlfriend not too long before the two of you started getting closer, but he’s never talked about their sexual relationship with you before.

“Oh?” You raise your eyebrows, now feeling genuinely curious. “What do you mean?” Your boyfriend straightens his back as he rolls back his shoulders, and with you watching how his gaze wanders from one point to the other on the wall behind you, he gathers his thoughts and becomes serious.

“You know… when you put my hand around your throat, I liked that. I mean,” he lets out a short laugh, “I think you figured as much.”

“I could tell, yeah,” you confirm, and when he looks at you to continue talking, you feel yourself gulping. His gaze seems more intense than usual, despite his otherwise softened features - or are you imagining things and it’s just your own nerves? You have no idea.

“I did this kind of stuff with my ex too,” he says. “Like… not just the choking, you know? We did other things too, dipped our toes into testing out what it would be like if I have more power over the situation,...”

“Like… BDSM stuff?” The question comes out more awkwardly than it should’ve, and you can clearly sense that you have no idea how to approach the topic in conversation. Then again, it’s just another thing people do - no need to be so uptight about it, right?

“Yeah.” He’s averting his gaze again, shyness creeping onto his face, and somehow you find the contrast between his words and the air around him endearing.

“Like… with whips and stuff?” you continue asking, because you’ve never thought about him in that context, but somehow you can see the association making sense.

“Ah, no, we didn’t go that far,” Jongho explains, waving his hands in front of himself to underline his statement. “We did other things, but… ultimately what we wanted out of that play didn’t align.”

“Oh,” you gasp, wondering whether that was part of the reason why they broke up, but you don’t pry for now.

“So… what I’m trying to say is… I’ve been thinking about how to bring this up to you. But I didn’t want to… make you feel uncomfortable. Since we’ve been keeping things very vanilla so far, you know?”

“You wouldn’t have-” you immediately try to refute, but you stop yourself. Really, you don’t know if you would’ve been intimidated by your boyfriend’s desires. It probably depends on what kind of stuff he wants to do to you. Expanding on the image you brought up earlier in your head, you realize you’re not sure if you’d be okay with whips after all. “Actually, what are the things you want to do?” You decide to pose a question instead, understanding that you shouldn’t give him any definite answers about this without being 100% sure about them yourself. And though you expect him to have a reply right away, he hesitates.

“Maybe… we should take this slow,” he says, voicing his thoughts out loud, and you can tell he really is afraid of scaring you off. So you reach out across the gap in between your knees, until your hands are resting on top of his.

“It’s okay,” you reassure him. “Let’s talk about it, and I tell you if I’m okay with the things you want.”

“Okay,” he agrees eventually, but then sinks into thought once again.

“What is it?” you chuckle as he doesn’t speak. “You’re taking this very seriously.” Your remark tears him out of his thoughts, and the complicated expression on his face tells you he isn’t entirely sure how to take your words. “I mean, isn’t it about fun most of all?” you add, and now he furrows his brows.

“It’s not that it’s not about fun, just… you need to be careful about these things. Even with what we did last time, if I put my hand around your throat the wrong way or apply too much pressure I can seriously hurt you. And I don’t want that.” Not just from the content of his speech, but also from the way he looks at you you can tell that there’s some very logical reasons behind his caution, and it causes you to think that maybe you’re not taking this seriously enough.

“You’re right, I think I get it now,” you answer, lowering your head apologetically.

“So maybe we should start with the things I’ve done before,” your partner continues. “That way we can test the waters, and I can make sure I know what I’m doing and can ensure your safety.”

“That sounds like a plan.”

“So… are you okay with the kind of dynamic where I take on a more dominant role?” he follows up with a question, and you swallow thickly at all the associations popping up in your head. Even just the thought of you submitting to him has your temperature rising, and so you nod.

“Yes, I would like that.”

You talk about a few things, mostly kinks and practices he brings up, and as he’s taking his time discussing everything, repeatedly reminding you that if you’re unsure about something you can just say no and bring it up at a later point if you happen to get curious about it again, you’re beginning to develop an entirely new understanding of boundaries. It’s like everyone talks about them and their importance, yet it’s hard to figure out how to have a conversation about them, except for the “say no if you don’t want something” part. And even that’s tricky, because sometimes people simply don’t respect a no.

You feel like that’s not the case here at all, and so your conversation becomes yet another reason for why you feel you can trust him so much. And at the same time you come to understand that he too needs to be able to trust you, if you’re going to try getting more adventurous in the bedroom.

“Let’s use the color system, just in case,” he suggests. “Have you heard of it?”

“Like ‘green’ for ‘keep going’, ‘red’ for ‘stop’ and ‘yellow’ for…”

“For ‘slow down’ or… as a sign you’re getting close to your limits,” he finishes the sentence for you. “Even if we’re just going to try one thing at a time, I’d like to use that to check in with you, just in case.” You agree with his suggestion, and at the same time you notice how you’re much more comfortable than at the beginning of the conversation. No trace of awkwardness left. Instead, you feel yourself getting excited at all the new opportunities opening themselves up to you at once. You’ve been fantasizing about spicing up your sex life for a while now, and having finally made that first step towards it affects you in more ways than one.

“So…” you mutter as you lean in, your hands reaching for his and fitting into them very naturally. “Wanna get right to it?” You ask, your lips merely an inch away from his, but Jongho just laughs as he leans back.

“Y/N, isn’t it about time you leave for your evening class?” Immediately, a pout forms on your lips, and you’re more than unhappy about him bursting your bubble like that.

“It’s not a class, it’s just a meet-up for a project…” you refute, though you shouldn’t skip that either. Your boyfriend gives you an endearing look, his gums showing as he shoots you a smile and he extends his arm to run his fingers through your hair.

“Go to that meet-up, Y/N,” he says, and his expression changes ever so slightly as he adds, “And when you’re back, we can see if there’s a way I can reward you for your hard work.” You can undeniably feel the shift in energy from his last words, the way you suddenly feel like you’re smaller than him, like he’s been elevated to standing just a step above you. It’s not like you haven’t felt this air of dominance radiating off of him ever before, but after your conversation just now it has been put into an entirely new context, and it causes yet another spark of excitement to sear through you. And so all you can do is nod and get up to get ready for your meeting.

When the sun has long set and you get back home, your boyfriend is already awaiting you, as promised. To the question about whether you have eaten dinner yet, you answer no, and to your dismay he makes you wait for the thing you’re really craving just a bit longer.

“You should eat,” he says, hand brushing against your back as he notices you sitting down in front of some leftovers with a disappointed expression on your face that you just can’t hide, and he adds with an amused chuckle, “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you this impatient.” You say nothing, and when you continue sulking it just makes him laugh some more. You know he’s being caring - and definitely reasonable - when he makes you do your evening routine too after that, but deep inside you really do wonder how he can bear the wait that you’re very much already tired of. And then finally you’re moving towards the bedroom, and if you’re not mistaken you can finally see a hint of impatience in the way he watches you walk up to him.

You take a step forward, to where he’s sitting at the edge of the bed and you place your hands on his shoulders, fingers playing with the collar of his pajamas. His hands find purchase on your waist, pulling you in closer yet, until your shins hit the wooden bedframe, and then his palms wander south to your hips. 

“I’ve made you wait too long, hm?” he mutters. You say nothing, instead running your fingers through his hair, and your boyfriend briefly closes his eyes as he leans into your touch. You move towards him, bowing down in order to press a kiss onto his lips, and when your fingers begin fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, you reply with a chuckle,

“You did.” Watching you as you finish undoing the button-up shirt, he allows you to sit in his lap to straddle him once you’re done, and without hesitation you connect your lips to his. You can feel him sigh into your kiss as your fingertips come in contact with his stomach, and you move your palm all the way up in order to place it at the back of his neck. His tongue swiping across your bottom lip, you let him deepen the kiss, and when you play with the short strands at the back of his head he becomes just a little more passionate in how he kisses you. Effortlessly, he takes the lead from you, and when you finally part you’re more breathless than he is. One of his palms now placed at the small of your back, he pulls you closer yet, applying some pressure to make you roll your hips on top of him. 

“That’s right,” he mutters, your faces mere inches apart, and you let out a shaky breath at the friction of your clothed cunt rubbing against his leg. He brings his free hand up to cup your cheek, gaze dropping down to your lips, but contrary to your expectation, he doesn’t kiss you. “Keep going,” he encourages you, and so you fall into a steady rhythm, a wave of heat rushing to your core with every repetition of your movements. “Feels good?” he asks and you nod.

“Yeah…” His gaze burns like fire as he watches you closely, making sure he doesn’t miss a single change of expression on your face.

“So, what’s your color?”

“Green…” you respond without having to think about it much, feeling the pleasure slowly building up. “You could tell though, right?” you add.

“Yeah.” Jongho smiles at you, letting his hands travel to the hem of your shirt and pulling it up. You let go of his shoulders for a moment to let him peel it off you, before he flings it somewhere to the ground and you throw your arms around his neck again. “Just thought I could bring it up once,” he then adds, and you let him hear a soft chuckle. 

“You don’t have to be that careful,” you whisper. To be quite honest, you adore him for taking your safety so seriously, way more seriously than you think is necessary - because as for you there’s no way you’d feel uncomfortable about something as tame as this, but you appreciate his caution nonetheless.

A curse falls from your lips as you’re able to feel your orgasm gradually building up somewhere in the depths of your stomach, and when you feel him running his hands up your torso once more, a shiver runs down your spine. He’s letting his touch come close to your throat, but not quite far enough, and yet you lean your head back instinctively, to give him access. You don’t miss the amused huff he lets out at your reaction, and instead of his fingers, you can now feel his lips attached to your skin there. Supporting you with his palm against your back, he kisses his way up along your pulse, the sensation making you moan, and when he lets his teeth graze your skin just below your ear your head starts to spin. Your hips stutter at the sensations overwhelming you, and he’s quick to reach for your waist to hold you down, making you halt your movements. He scatters kisses along your jaw before calling your name to make you look at him, and when you do, he brushes his lips against yours. Deepening the kiss, he simultaneously slips his hand past the hem of your pants, and when he presses his fingertips against your folds through your soaked underwear, you can feel him grinning into the kiss.

“Already made a mess of yourself, hm?” You shudder at his words, and at the tone of his voice that’s somehow different from how he usually talks to you in this kind of situation. You’re used to him speaking softly as he quite literally makes love to you, but this is different. 

Everything about it is different, right from the moment he invited you to sit on his lap. So this is what he was talking about, what you were so curious about, and now that you’re getting a taste of this side of your boyfriend, the only thing you know is that you want more.

“Y-yeah,” you can only whimper an answer, and you suck in a sharp breath when he pushes aside your soiled panties in order to touch you directly. He watches again, the look in his eyes making you feel small and helpless - but not in a bad way. It’s like you want him to take control of you, to do with you whatever he pleases - you feel yourself submitting to him. 

A finger pushed inside your wet pussy has you moaning, a second finger makes you curse and fall forward, attempting to bury your face in the crook of his neck, but he clicks his tongue and pushes you back into an upright position with his palm against your chest. 

“I want to watch,” Jongho says, it’s almost a whisper, the energy behind his words is very different from the last time this exact scenario played out, and his words ring in your ears loudly, only serving to amplify the pleasure his touches send through your body. Bucking your hips into his hand to see whether he would allow you to move, you become aware of the bulge in his pants, and the urge to touch him overcomes you.

“Can I…?” You ask, looking down on him and then back into his face, and his answer is short and clear.

“No.” He curls his fingers that are buried in your cunt, pulling them out only to thrust them back in, and when he finds that perfect spot inside you, you arch your back into his touch, your nails digging into the fabric covering his shoulders.

“Right there… don’t stop…” you beg, eyes shut tightly, as he continues fingering you at an unhurried pace. You roll your hips into his hand, your sensitive bud grazing his palm for some friction with every movement, and you can now undeniably feel your high approaching at lightning speed. 

“Look at me, Y/N,” he says, and your name spoken in this tone you’ve never heard from him alone would’ve almost sent you over the edge. “You look so pretty when you cum. But…” The broken whine you let out when he removes his hand from your core as you shudder causes a hint of delight to tug at the corners of his mouth. “You’re gonna look even prettier when you cum with my hand around your throat.”

“Why…” is all you can whimper at his sudden action, not having fully registered the meaning of his last words yet. Then he pushes you off his lap and back onto your feet.

“Take your clothes off for me,” he orders, his tone softening, yet his sharp gaze won’t leave you. You do as told, and he as well rids himself of his pajamas, before he makes you lie down flat and comfortably in the middle of the bed. He wastes no time to get on top of you, scattering a trail of impatient kisses from your sternum up to your mouth. His lips feel rougher against yours now, his tongue quick to part them and to find yours as your hands fly to his back, nails digging into his bare skin. Up until now he’s usually taken his time with you, no surprising movements at all, and so you understandably gasp in surprise when now he unexpectedly breaks the kiss to sit up, reaching for your thighs and bringing them up. Throwing your legs over his shoulders, he leans in closer, and you mewl when he rolls his hips against yours once, his cock grazing your folds and clit.

“That feel okay?” he asks, and you nod immediately, clenching around thin air as you feel yourself growing more and more impatient. 

“I’m okay,” you reply, desperately. “More than okay.” His hands resting on the underside of your thighs as he presses them into the sheets to your sides, he pushes up into you, making you cry out from the force behind his thrust. 

“Shit…” you curse at the impact.

“And that?” he asks. “How’s-”

“Please just keep going, please…” you interrupt him, and contrary to your plea, he does nothing but look down at your state with a big smirk on his face. He has you exactly where he wants you, you know that now, and to be honest? You can only wonder why you haven’t started having rougher sex like this earlier. “Please…” you whimper again.

“What do you want?” Jongho asks, placing one of his palms onto your stomach. “Want me to ruin you?”

“Y-yes please,” you whine. He moves his hand up a bit, slowly, but not too slow, and when he finally snakes his fingers around your throat, you let out an uncontrolled moan.

“Like this?” he asks, and at this point you’re sure he’s only dragging this out to provoke you for the fun of it. And yet, with his hand around your neck like this you don’t have the strength in you to fight back or to do anything but beg.

“Y-yes… baby please…” 

“Please what?”

“Please ruin me…” This seemingly being the answer he wanted to hear, he now starts thrusting into you, slowly at first. But his smooth motions soon turn into something rougher, something led not by self-control, but by his own lust, maybe his need for release, maybe his desire to see with his own eyes what he can do to you like this. And then there’s his hand around your throat, his touch feeling hot against your skin, even though it’s only resting there, not applying any pressure whatsoever. And still you find yourself unable to do anything but moan along with the pace he’s pounding into you, his weight pressing your body into the mattress. Groans fall from his lips as well, and you can feel a dull pain as he digs his nails into the flesh on your thigh. 

“‘M coming… close…” you mewl, and as if that was his cue, you feel his grip around your neck becoming just a bit tighter, and his fingertips press down onto your pulse. Your head starts to spin, your mouth falling open, one broken moan after the other coming out, and mere moments later your high crashes down on you. Your body shakes violently and you feel your boyfriend’s hand being retracted from your throat, and the second he does you moan his name, clenching around his length that’s thrusting in and out of you even faster now. It doesn’t take long until he as well finds his release, a hissed curse falling from his lips as his short hair falls into his face, covering his expression as he too is shaken from the pleasure.

He pulls out of you, reaching for the tissues he’s keeping beside his bed to help clean you up before doing the same for himself and then he thoroughly inspects your throat, making sure he didn’t accidentally apply too much pressure or leave a mark.

“Are you okay?” he asks and you nod. “No pain anywhere?”

“No,” you answer, giving him a tired smile, and then you sit up. “Actually… I really enjoyed that.” For some reason you feel shy as you speak those words, and he immediately picks up on your state of mind, reaching out to cup your face and run his thumb across your cheek in a reassuring motion.

“That’s good.”

“And you? Did you… enjoy it?” And now suddenly he looks away somewhat shyly as well, and for a second there it’s hard to imagine this is the same person who’s been fucking you like that just a hot minute ago.

“I did,” your boyfriend answers. 

“Then let’s try out more,” you suggest, but then you rephrase your words to make them come out sounding as sure of yourself as you are. “I want to know more.”

[mvjerbs]

I can't take it anymore.

I have nimona aus in my head that are just making me shake in place because I have to hold back the urge to scream and run around. I need to share them, might draw them soon if I can.

I'll start with Shapeshifter!Ballister au:

same events happened but with Ballister being the shape shifter.

despite being the monster that everyone feared, Ballister still believed that he can change the mindset of people by becoming a knight and protecting them. So he snuck in and, through the power and kindness of the queen(bless her), he was given a chance to become a knight.

he plans to reveal his true self once he accomplishes a big goal which is to save people from a great danger and gain their trust.

during the knighting of knights when the queen got killed, Ballister escaped by shapeshifting which made the people panic because "aaaa the monster is here and he is a part of the knights!". (Am torn if I should let him lose his arm or not)

ballister hides away in a tower that he accidentally stumbles upon.

the tower turns out to be nimona's hideout (she's human here).

nimona is an outcast orphan and infamous troublemaker that ambrosius had to constantly catch, but despite that, both are close to one another.

ambrosius is aware of her problems and is trying to help her out. So he's pretty soft for her.

she found him and recognized him as the shapeshifter in the news. she immediately asked him to shapeshift cause she thinks it's cool.

upon hearing what happened, nimona helps Ballister in proving his innocence.

skip to the part where he and nimona argue, Ballister tries to push her away because nimona almost died and that he starts to accept that he really is a monster who is bound to bring destruction and despair wherever he goes.

nimona tries to argue back but the institute found the hideout, Ballister escapes to the wishing well.

consumed in his grief, he transforms into a monster and enters the kingdom. Instead of walking to the statue to kill himself like what nimona did in the movie, he stays in one place instead and let's the institute kill him.

ambrosius notices how Ballister just stayed in one place and did not attack at all. It made him reconsider because it's literally the love of his life, they spend years together and there was not a single moment where Ballister had harmed him at all.

he ordered the knights to stand down but was ignored as they shoot Ballister, who in turn cried in pain. It made ambrosius's heart ache. He begged them to stand down

ballister stands up and shows his weak point so the knights can kill him. Ambrosius yells out.

but before they can shoot Ballister and kill him, nimona rushes in to stop everything. She talks him out of killing himself and ballister turns back into a human again.

both hugged and cried in each other's arms, meanwhile ambrosius looks at them from a far. He wants to hug Ballister and apologize for everything that he had done to him but opted to stay at a distance because he doesn't want to disturb them.

ballister looks up though and he can tell that ambrosius really wants to apologize and make things right. Nimona notices this tension and goes to ambrosius to nudge him towards ballister.

he approached ballister before stopping in a few inches to leave some space between him and Ballister. He apologized to Ballister about everything. Ballister accepted the apology with a hug and kiss.

it was happy for moment when suddenly they all heard a loud noise and see that the cannon was being turned towards the kingdom by the director herself because everyone doesn't wanna hurt Ballister anymore.

panic sets in and ambrosius tells everyone to evacuate in hopes that they might make it in time.

Ballister knows other wise. He's made up his mind and plans to save the people by sacrificing himself.

he hugs nimona and kisses ambrosius before sprinting away. Both nimona and ambrosius realizes what he is trying to do but were to late to stop him.

Ballister turns into a phoenix and destroys the cannon before it could hit the kingdom.

nimona and ambrosius hoped and prayed that Ballister would come back, but as the lights starts to fade nimona hugged ambrosius who, in turn, hugs her back. Both mourning over what happened.

time skip, nimona gets adopted by ambrosius and everyone sees Ballister as a hero and honored him.

nimona goes back to the lair where she first met Ballister. She goes inside looking around her, reminiscing of the things they did together there.

she smiled as she picked up one of the characters in the board game they played before.

she held the piece close, then-

"hey kid."

"HOLY SH-"

she called ambrosius afterwards and they all hugged each other.

That's all I have. Might change or add some stuff in the future, but for now have this. Feel free to make fanfics of this.

Actually please make a fanfic of this, I am bad at writing.

Next au is prince Ballister.

[duchess7878]

aaaa im enjoying your Johnny fics so much I swear I’m down bad for this man 😮‍💨 would you be into doing one with johnny slicing his name into the reader??🤌

You got it ;) I hope you like this one! <3

“Come on darlin’, this is going to take longer the more you squirm and if you make me mess up I’ll have ‘ta start somewhere else.” Johnny warned, gripping my waist tighter and trying to still my hip. I could only groan and sob as he began on the first ‘N’. After trying to escape-he fucked me like a wild animal and then brought me out to the shed for a “surprise.” That being what’s happening now.

“It hurts.” I cried, tears streaming down my face as I tried to resist moving. He was carving the second line of the letter as he leaned down to lay a gentle kiss next to the burning wound. My stomach fluttered at the gentle gesture but was quickly ripped away when he began the third line.

“Oh I know sweet pea. Now you know how I felt when I found you missin’. Even better, now you won’t dare think about doin’ this again-let alone tryin’ to.” He said sweetly, licking up a drop of blood that began to spill down my side.

“You know I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t love you right?” He asked, pausing the carving to look up at me.

“Yes Johnny, I know. I love you too.” I said quietly, the stinging pain burning hotter with each second. He gave a soft smile and turned his attention back to his work-but he sat back to admire what he has done so far before continuing again.

“And here I thought you couldn’t be more perfect.” He said, placing another kiss directly on the cut. The sting sending pain and pleasure through me together.

It had been about a week since the incident and I was sitting on Johnny’s bed, coloring in the coloring book he had found in one of the recent victims cars. I looked up when the door opened suddenly and in walked Johnny. He was sweaty from working in the Texas heat and properly tending to the yard. He told me I was too delicate for hard work like that so he let me stay in the house, but sometimes he would make me sit outside with him just wanting my company. I don’t argue, I actually like it when he asks me. He took off his shirt and tossed it onto the bed next to the pillow before sitting behind me and putting his legs on either side of me.

He scooted back so he was lying against the wall and leaned forward to put his rough hands on my waist and pulled me back against him-my back flush against his chest. He began laying light kisses on my neck and rubbing circles into my sides.

“How’re you feelin darlin’? Does it hurt anymore?” He asked, moving his fingers down to the hem of my shirt lifting it to reveal his name on my hip.

“No. It’s healing nicely.” I said, leaning back into him putting my hand over his making our fingers interlock.

“Good girl. I love you so much.” He said, using his other hand to turn my head towards him as our lips touched.

[ultimateissuessimp]

Aaaa the cat king fic was amazing tysm!!! If possible a pt2 would be swell.

Did I say before that I love writing for the Cat King? No? Well, I LOVE writing for the Cat King ✨ I need to also mention that writing part two might have made me slightly emotional 🥹

Oel ngati kameie, Nga Yawne Lu Oer (I see you, I love you) Part 2

The Cat King x Male Reader

Word count: 1,974

Warnings: Talk about past traumas and deaths like the death of a relative and of the main character (A sacrifice being a life and being skinned alive), it's hurt/comfort though and there are no graphic descriptions of said deaths.

From the moment they walked away together, the poor ghost detective left behind, they immediately started talking. Y/N wasn't sure and convinced at first to completely open up to the Cat King, still thinking about the fact that he trapped his friend in Port Townsend, but the pull he felt towards his soulmate made him more willing to just... Try.

So he did. They talked about the smallest of things as a start. Favourite colour, favourite season of the year, favourite food even though the Cat King's choice was slightly... Questionable, but who was he to judge someone's taste.

They barely even noticed when they got to the warehouse, many cats greeting the both of them as they passed the felines. That's how engrossed in their conversation they were. So fascinated about the other, barely noticing the world around them.

-You still haven't told me how you ended up with those three babbling, bumbling band of baboons and their not the brightest star in the sky of a friend - the Cat King asked, a highly amused look on his face as he walked over to his throne and sat down on it, slightly spreading to get more comfortable and patting his thighs as an invitation for Y/N to sit down since he didn't exactly have another place to sit in there, yet at least, and he would rather lose another of his lives than let his soulmate sit on the dirty floor.

Y/N felt unsure about the action, after all they still just so barely licked the surface of knowing each other, but at the same time he didn't want to make Thomas feel as if he was rejecting him in a way, so he walked over to the throne slowly before sitting sideways on the Cat King's lap, letting him wrap and arm around his middle while the other hand laid gently on his knee. It was quite comforting and soothing yet Y/N still couldn't completely relax which wasn't exactly that hard to notice.

-You know that you can say "no" if you feel uncomfortable about doing something, right? Just because we're soulmates doesn't mean we have to do everything the other wants. You have free will for a reason, sweetheart. If you don't want to sit here we could just go to the bedroom and sit on the bed. It's much bigger and, in my opinion, more comfortable - he said, looking at Y/N with a soft smile, the arm around the man's middle going up to affectionately fix his hair that got all messed up because of the wind at the docks.

-I... I know, I do. Could we go to the... Bedroom? - Y/N asked, quickly wanting to change the scenery to a more comfortable one, where they both could simply chill and talk about nothing or something. Somewhere were they could have more privacy.

-Of course, right away - he said before swiftly teleporting them to the bedroom, right onto the bed where they landed with a soft thud. While Y/N sat up, Thomas laid on his side, his hand bent at the elbow supporting his head as he looked with a grin at his soulmate.

-Now tell me, because you still didn't, how did you end up with those four misfits? - he asked with a chuckle, his free hand reaching out to take Y/N's and gently rub circles into the back of it with his thumb.

-Hey! Those are my friends you're talking about! I'm more so friends with Charles and Edwin, we kind of picked up Crystal and Niko on the way not too long ago. I met them like... Five years ago? Maybe? Something like that basically - Y/N started explaining after gently hitting Thomas on his arm for that comment about his friends. - I was a mess back then, I had problems with sleep. I could fall asleep anywhere at any time when I wasn't even tired. I would just... Pass out - he said, looking down at their joined hands as he tried to bring back all of the memories from that time.

-Turned out I had this... Awful sleep paralysis demon looming over me, leeching off of me. You are probably wondering now "How did the boys get to know about it and decided to help you?". Thanks to my aunt. We were close before she... Died. I always felt a presence around me, a warm presence and even though I was there when she died, I couldn't see her afterwards. I still don't understand how that works. But she was the one that asked them for help, so they could get rid of that parasite that glued itself to me and so she could move on, knowing that I'm safe - He continued, smiling softly at the memory of his aunt as it flashed in his mind. - She contacted them, they got rid of the demon and she... Moved on. Yet there was something that united all three of us that made me stick with them and them wanting me around. We simply wanted, desperately needed even, that little spark of hope that would make everything okay. Then that spark appeared again, just bigger and brighter when colours started to show up. Thanks to you. You're my hope - he ended telling his little story, giving Thomas a shy smile, his own thumb running over his knuckles.

Thomas looked at him, his own smile being the most genuine he ever gave to anyone. It was soft, sweet and full of admiration. All for Y/N. His adorable, loving soulmate that made him feel alive after so many years of emptiness.

-You're genuinely the only reason that kept and still keeps me going throughout life. For all that time that I've been alive I could only think about the moment of meeting my soulmate. About finally seeing how many colours, that I've only heard a lot about, could be surrounding me on a daily basis. That's how I lost my first life. Centuries ago. I was still trying to figure out what to do with myself, with my role. I didn't know how to cope with not seeing the world the way so many others did, I was... Tired of waiting, because deep inside I knew I would have to wait a lot longer. So I tried to deal with my problem in the dumbest of ways... - The Cat King started. Feeling like it was finally time to tell his own story. One that not many heard. One that he felt like Y/N deserved to hear. - I tried to make a deal with a powerful being. One that I thought could make it possible for me to see colours without the soulmate bond being activated. But I was young and stupid, believing that this could work. The price for my stupidity was my life. When I woke up after dying for the first time, terrified out of my mind, I finally started to realise that what I was trying to do was so incredibly dumb... It wasn't worth it and it didn't even work out. Not until I finally met my soulmate. The right way - he explained how he lost his first life, shivers going down his spine at the phantom pain that appeared only for a second, reminding him of how so not worth losing that life was by wanting to speed up the process of seeing the coulours around himself.

-Then there was my second life. I was more mature, knowledgeable, I tried going on another path, finally wanting to simply wait for my turn to be happy. Until I of course had a run it with a coven of witches. They were the reason why the saying "there are many ways to skin a cat" even exists... I hate it and I hated actually being skinned alive. They trapped me in my cat form, performed a ritual to summon some sort of deity, but they needed a sacrifice. Animal sacrifice. To be specific: a cat. It hurt like hell, honestly worse than the first death, but I wasn't... I wasn't as scared when I got my third life. I was relieved it was over. Now I'm here. With you. Finally having what I longed for for so long and I do not plan on giving it up anytime soon, so I'm sorry, but you will have to deal with my whiny sorry ass - he finally put an end to his story with a soft, barely there chuckle as his mind still whirled around the memories of his past lives. His past... Deaths. Y/N could see it too.

-You're not alone anymore. You don't have to be alone anymore. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. You're safe, your heart will be safe. With me... I promise - Y/N said, finally laying down on his side next to Thomas and reaching out to cup his face softly with his hands, thumbs immediately caressing his cheeks and wiping away that one stray tear that dared to fall.

-I know. I always knew that. My heart and soul wouldn't settle for someone who wished to hurt me and many tried, but not you... Not my little rainbow on a rainy day - Thomas said, observing carefully each detail of Y/N's face and loving them all equally. He loved him. Purely, with his whole being. He only hoped that Y/N loved him too in the same way.

He moved slightly, keeping himself up on his arms as his free hand went to place itself around Y/N's hips and pull him closer. He smiled adoringly at his soulmate before leaning in to softly press his lips against the younger man's. They fit like puzzle pieces while their souls sang and danced together, finally completely united. They could feel their wrists tingling so they broke away from the kiss for a small moment to take a look. The sight put large smiles of both of their faces. A magnifying glass with cat ears and a tail wrapped around the handle, paw print right in the middle of the glass.

-Now you can't get rid of me, kitty cat - Y/N said with a chuckle, pressing his forehead to the Cat King's.

-As if I'd even try. You're mine now as I'm yours - he huffed in response to his soulmate's words before quickly joining their lips together in a full of joy, but slightly needy kiss.

-Wait, wait. I will have to go back to the guys soon, we're still working on a case. A lot of cases actually - Y/N said, letting out giggles in between each kiss and mewling when his lower lip got bitten gently and tugged on.

-They will be fine on their own, four heads are better than one and right now I need you more than they need you. They can wait for a few hours or a day. I've waited for centuries and now that I have you in my arms, I do not plan on letting you go so soon - Thomas said while slowly changing their positions, fully placing Y/N on his back while he hovered over him.

Y/N's couldn't beat any faster. If it did, it would probably jump out of his chest and present itself on a silver platter to the Cat King since he already owned it. He finally felt truly happy and not just "feel the void for a moment" happy. Maybe Thomas was right? They could deal with the case without him. At least for a little bit. And with that thought he whispered a small "I love you" into the kiss before letting out a laugh when Thomas nearly pounced on him in joy, peppering multiple kisses all over his face. Yeah... They'll be fine.

[duckieduccss]

im here for revenge!

do you have any specific things you'd like to share about your versions of the cyborg space chicken and goofy beetle god that you would like to share? 🎤🎤

Aaaa (1st ask in a longtime jumpscare) /j

Anything specific??? Hmmm…i think i might have some!!

First off, how they FIRST MET!!!!

To be more accurate, how they first bumped into each other by fate lol. So things do sorta go the same as for the events of Godzilla vs. Megalon. But with a twist, Megs pretty much got forced to go out & seek revenge on the people who disturbed the peace of the Seatopians (he didnt want to cuz he was in the middle of a SUPER long beauty sleep when he was awaken again). But he did so anyway, & did his best to act tough. Tho he isnt all one (but hey he tries) & does do his best & actually boosts his ego a bit after first taking down the annoying oversized robot. Gigan just happened to be chilling off somewhere else but got dragged by Godzilla actually & Gigan (being the angry short evil guy he is) goes to confront Godzilla (sizing him up; ironic cuz my Gigan is really short but will still fight literally anyone & be pushy for one until it happens lol). Godzilla isnt having it so they just leave & Gigan’s pissed but then notices Megalon trying to take down the other guy. So Gigan goes “well might as well help” & so he does. Megalon’s in a pretty good mood so they actually bond over something together (hence the iconic high five between each other). But well we know what happened. (Megalon gets his as$ kicked (traumatized for a bit there) & Gigan felt embarrassed & left; both losing the fight.

Poor Megs was actually too afraid to go back home from fear that he’d get scolded at for what he failed to do. He isnt much of a tough guy in reality even though he really tried. If anything, he wanted to make his people happy & seeing how much they saw him as their protector so it was almost more like he failed to do his purpose. Gigan ended up not actually being that far away & spotted Megs looking sad. Gigan recognized him & decided to talk to him. Megs was really nervous at first but surprised when Gigan actually apologized for leaving so soon & admitted that he had a lot fun fighting alongside him. That meant a lot to Megs in someone else saying they really wanted to be with him. He confessed to Gigan that he didnt feel as confident about his fighting & being a more confident (bug) himself. Gigan then proposed a deal to him agreeing to help him be a better fearsome kaiju by being his fighting partner. Megs happily accepted (& that’s where the giant hugs began)

(Btw Megs did go back home only for him to be really scolded by the Seatopian leader (he ended up going back to his bed curled up into a ball of disappointment)

As for other things:

Both of them have been very good friends actually. Megs actually really looks up to Gigan (as a role model) & once again ironic cuz Megs is considerably bigger than Gigan but ofc his ego & boosted overwhelming confidence is much more. Gigan does also have a soft spot for Megs. He’d be very mean or arrogant towards others but the moment he’s with his best buddy, he’s quite literally a different person. Megs is really a sweet guy as well & will sometimes do things (especially for Gigan) that admittedly makes him (Gigan) question things👀

Also Megs’ the best hugger ever. He’s best known for his big bear hugs (& his own love language of saying he loves you). He always does it for Gigan & even though he hates to admit it out loud, Gigan does love his hugs so much he actually craves them & even when he’s in a bad mood/having a bad day, Meg’s can usually tell & beforehand asking “Wanna hug??”

They like to goof around (either messing with the humans or with other kaiju) or do whatever they feel like (for example doing dumb “what if” experiments that cause a lot of destruction or some sorta big consequence as a result & then act all “oopsie my hand slipped😊”. They pretty much be gay & do crime (as of now they arent aware of the first part dont tell them that yet)

Both are very good “friends” right now but wont be much of a surprise until things get more between them both

Also may i mention too, Meg’s level of imitation so far is as much of enough to make him feel more brave to not sleep with the night light on (but both him & Gigan are working on it)

Anyway that’s the end, i do intend to go more into each one eventually (about how I interpret them ^^)

[cumulonimbuns]

Excuse me a moment for TKSD, as I must scream.

(Pretend there's an 80 line long string of "AAAAAAHH" I don't want to actually fill up the dash with that much junk text)

I love it. Chef's kiss. Beautiful. Sidon my beloved. Link my beloved. Flying dragon breaking out of her mindless state my beloved. Mwah.

I feel it necessary that you are making my polyam partner very, very gooshy about the polyamourous society of Zora you've made. They've been having a rough time with so many "Yona jealous of link and sidon" and "Yona blocks off link from Sidon" shit, and you and the Secret Confessions To a Sage comic by @kenneduck have literally sent them to tears of the happiness of good, easy polyamoury. They've been very gooshy.

And I can't wait to see how Chapter 5 goes. The ending of chapter 4 was soo good, and I loved the entire story. The line in chapter 1 about how Link was a tool to use for the kingdom, not a person that can have desires Mmmmmmmm good shit angst. And the Whole Breakdown was so good and aaaa Link keeps fleeing. And Yona getting right under there and swooping Link out of there I love her. I love what you have done with her. Just. Aaaaah.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

I’ll scream for you, no worries lol!

But seriously thanks so much!!!!

And towards your partner, I COMPLETELY understand. I remember finishing TOTK and excitedly running to ao3. Only to see some of the first fics with Yona was just hating on her, or turning her character into a really mean lady who you’re supposed to root against. There’s nothing wrong enjoying your gay ships, but maybe don’t vilify female characters only bc they ‘get in the way’? It reminded me WAY TOO MUCH of my time in the Sonic fandom (I’m still a part of that fandom, always, love that silly blue hedgehog <3), and ppl would do the same to Amy in a lot Sonadow fics. WHICH DROVE ME INSANE.

I will always believe the hc of: wingman Yona, supportive wife Yona, or Poly Yona. They’re all wonderful <3 Just have these bitches love each other. It’s way more fun. I know once I complete TKSD I’d rlly rlly like to write a fic about SidYonZeLink, polyamory relationships are very dear to me, and I love exploring how complicated yet wonderfully caring they can be.

BUT OMG, I ALSO LOVE KENNEDUCK!!!! The Secret Confessions comic is just *chef kiss* GLORIOUS! I’m almost POSITIVE all of ya’ll have seen/read it, but if not—YOU BETTER GO RIGHT NOW AND DO SO!!! Their Yona is also so so so wonderful, she is so soft, and she and Sidon are so soft together. I love it.

I’m excited and nervous for chapter 5! I know a lot of y’all really wanna get to Link, but it felt important to write about the Sage’s to set up a couple of future events. I meant for it to be fairly short and then have a larger section dedicated to when they find Link, but thats… not exactly what happened. Atm the doc is at an even 19k word count (dunno how i managed that), and i still have a decent amount of things to write, SO…. Yeah. A lot of this chapter is really just about the Sages and the Sage’s bonding. If that’s not what you want than you can obviously wait til chapter 6, which spoilers, will be Link’s pov and ONLY about his recovery.

Thanks so much for all your kind words!! I rlly appreciate it <3<3<3

I hope everyone has a lovely day and that you enjoy future chapters and future fics!!

[castastraytmnt]

Hello! I noticed that your asks are open, and was wondering if you could do soft Yandere 2012 Leo cuddling hcs with a gn reader? Thank you and have a good day! ( ^-^)/

Hello! I noticed that your asks are open, and was wondering if you could do soft Yandere 2012 Leo cuddling hcs with a gn reader? Thank you and have a good day! ( ^-^)/

AAAA–thank you so much!

I tried to do my best on this? I’m new to writing headcanons and stuff so it’s short, buuuut~! Hope you enjoy!

At the start of your relationship he is awkward

That doesn’t mean that he’s not loving every second though

He would probably be leaning more towards big spoon when he’s a soft yandere, considering his need to protect and care for you constantly

But that doesn’t mean that he isn’t willing to be the little spoon, especially when he’s stressed

He will NOT let you get up from cuddles unless it’s urgent - like, man doesn’t care if his brothers are fighting anymore, as long as he gets snuggles

And will snuggle with you at anytime

9:00 am? Sure. Right after they get back from patrolling? Definitely. At 3:00 am? What are you doing awake but of course for cuddles

Bro feels so at peace when you two are connected

Also, he will 100% cuddle you while he’s meditating

Will cuddle you if something goes wrong or if him and his brothers were arguing

So he’ll just pop out of nowhere sometimes and nuzzle into you

And let’s face it, he’s at least SOMEWHAT touch-starved

Maybe not as much as 2012! Raph but he’s still up there

Overall? 8.5/10, let your s/o get up to pee whenever they want. Also don’t listen to your brothers almost killing each other for “ambient background noise”

[kanene-yaaay]

Hi it's me, the anon with the sending hcs ask! I finally got to finish reading the last book rn and like.... was anyone gonna tell me that WWX canonically reaches out to tickle below LWJ's chin several times???

And yes ofc LWJ doesn't react but still-

Anyway now I can't stop thinking about it, about how LWJ might react to it if he let's go of his self-control enough to let himself act on that knee-jerk impulse (which would be easiest for him when drunk, in canon, but also hear me out.... what if incredibly sleep-deprived LWJ who just doesn't care about controlling his facial expressions anymore if only his husband will finally deign to stop bouncing around and come to bed)

I think WWX would probably suffer a heart attack if the habitual little tease of reaching out to tickle LWJ under his chin would result in LWJ shivering and tucking his chin down and swaying back slightly with the corners of his mouth quivering. Especially if, flustered by his own "inappropriately unrestrained" reaction, LWJ refused to meet WWX's eyes and respond to his teasing beyond quiet hums like that'd hide his pink ears or the way his chin keeps twitching down whenever WWX starts to reach out towards his face. WWX would have a field day with the knowledge that he can make his husband struggle to keep his composure with such a small, innocent touch - especially once he discovers that drawing his fingertips up and over LWJ blush-warm ears actually makes his perfect posture falter because he can't help but twitch away from the horribly soft tickle,,

If you can't tell I'm going insane and I'm having to hold myself back from writing a whole essay on this in your askbox - I hope you enjoy my little brainstorm session though :D!

I ALMOST SCREAMED WHEN I DISCOVERED ABOUT THAT LIL TICKLE UNDER THE CHIN like aaaa!! Can you imagine? The very own HuangJun, quiet, controlled and calm being undone by a few tickles?

I love the idea you just brought with extremely tired Lan Zhan feeling comfortable enough to just let go around his dear husband and Wei Wuxian, being the GREMLIN he is, using that to his favor to tease and push (lovely) his buttons, going for that usual lil tickle and not expecting much, except that this time his lover's eyes get wider and a quiet huff escape his lips before he can stop it and now Wei Wuxian is looking at him with playfully dangerous gaze. He just got a taste of the melodious, beautiful laughter of his husband and he wants to listen to it again. Cue the usual shenanigans between these two being silly and so much in love.

Tickling Lan Zhan, I imagine, is always an unclear adventure. You never know if in the next second it will be him snickering and laughing under palyful fingers or you being lost in laughter and joy as he decides to end thsi game. Wei Wuxian is always more than happy to take this gamble, tho.

Also!!!!! YOU ARE! SO! FREAKING RIGHT!!!! Gosh, look, look. Those blushy ears are the cutest thing ever! All I can imagine is WWX getting absolutely endeared by how red Lan Zhan's ears are and then he decided to ATTACK this very spot with all the light traces and soft scribbles and loving kisses and playful nibbles, which only makes them redder, of course, which makes WWX want to tickle them more, which makes them red-

You get it.

Besides! How adorable that Lan Zhan can't hide both his ears and smile at the same time so Wei Wuxian takes turns in teasing him about both of them and snickering when that makes Lan Zhan falter and try to decide which one he must hide now. To imagine he getting all smiley and quiet (this part of him answering his husband with hums when he teases him is EVERYTHING TO ME) and Wei Wuxian just having so much fun and they both enjoying each other and being sweet and cute auuugh, my heart can't take it

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

reading your tags and realizing the angst potential of the childhood friends AU :3c (I love angst with fluff/good endings sm, cannot handle ones with none at all :,D)

like. imagine being his best friend when you two were young, knowing he's changed ever since you lost him for a few days, but you were there for him, hoping things will be okay. then you meet up with him, and things looked very promising! you knew him too well and he's almost the same Ajax you knew and adored! possibly pining for each other too hehe

that was until you caught him murdering someone you likely knew (but you weren't close or anything, you just know them from work maybe?) and seeing the look in his eyes, realized this isn't his first, second, or third time doing this. you knew the light in his eyes was gone when you found him again, you knew he was different, he was resorting to violence and you did expect him to still be like that, honestly. but not like this. the betrayal hits you hard, but you still gave him a chance. albeit it, at the cost of how betrayed and a bit emotionless towards him. it was different but you tried to warm up, even if this was the outcome.

imagine meeting Legacy for the first time though… he's having a meltdown, you probably heard or seen him once or twice, but not a lot. (probably in your childhood though eheh~) you'd approach him cautiously, trying to hush him down a bit. Legacy better kneels down because you'll gently hold his face, rest your forehead against his and murmur some soft words that you used to tell Ajax when he was upset as a kid. even if you're betrayed, it wasn't fair for you to feel like that towards Legacy, knowing they're somewhat different? you're not leaving his side even if he calms down, gently telling Legacy to please be okay and know that you're not mad at him.

possibly even saying that even if you're betrayed, you don't hate Ajax, because surely he's there listening, right? you're just upset that things turned out to be like this, but you can't hate him even if you honestly wanted to. you feel like you should, but you can't. he's your first, and only friend you have, and is someone you deeply cherished.

right now, you want him to know that it's okay, things will work out slowly. well, you want Legacy to know that the most.

(may or may not be a re-occurring anon dropping some minor scenarios i'm too shy and i don't wanna flood your inbox with some ramblings ah- I love your FL content so much thank you for blessing us with this <3 <3)

aaaa you and me both, anon!!!! angst with happy endings is my bread and butter, since i love writing feelings but i want everyone to end up happy :D

oh but just imagine Foul Legacy inside Ajax's mind, watching you witness your best friend kill someone, watching you step back in horror- he whines so desperately, clawing at the boundary between Ajax's body and his to tell you not to be afraid, to hold you close and show how much they both truly care for you because he, the Abyssal half of your friend, loves you too

but he's too weak, and is stuck watching you grow closed off and wary of Ajax- it's so hard to give him a second chance when you're having doubts that he ever cared for you at all

so when you finally come face-to-face with Foul Legacy, he thinks you're going to despise him- after all, he represents everything that changed and warped Ajax into how he is today, so why wouldn't you hate him? but instead you approach slowly, whispering and hushing him to calm his frazzled nerves until he can at least tell the world apart, leaning into your touch as an anchor to reality so you can wipe away his tears. you can tell immediately, whether by the soft whines that slip from his fanged mouth or the way his claws wrap around your hands, that Foul Legacy is not Ajax- or at least, not entirely. so you settle yourself beside him, linking your hands around your knees and striking up a conversation about anything and everything to help him calm down. eventually you hear his breathing even out, occasionally rumbling or humming in response to something you said, and suddenly a weight settles on your shoulder as he unabashedly snuggles his face into your neck

it's been so long since you've been this close to him or Ajax, and when you pet his hair Foul Legacy shivers and purrs

he listens to you talk about the recent years and your conflicted feelings, the way you know you should hate Ajax but just can't, how you're so lonely all the time because you really can't bring yourself to believe that Ajax even considers you a friend anymore, and Foul Legacy whimpers at the way your voice hitches as you hold back tears

but then you smile, just barely, and scritch behind his horns, saying that there's no way you could ever hate him- none of this is his fault after all, and Foul Legacy's been nothing but sweet to you. you're not sure when he'll have to disappear and Ajax will return, but at least you can stave off the loneliness and savor his presence while it lasts, curling up in his arms and listening to his deep, rumbling purrs of relief

[headstrongblake]

a kiss shared during a game ( truth or dare , spin the bottle , etc ) . / either alec, kassy, nate or trin ;)))) mwahahaha (im thinking when grant is gone?) / @thewholecrew

"i dont know nate, i don't think you want to play with us. kassy's kind of the master at these games," octavia teased, shimmying her shoulder toward her best friend as the girls sat nearly, but not quite, in each other's laps on octavia's new expansive couch. bell had said it was a bit ridiculous when they'd picked it out together, but octavia knew how many of her friends she'd like to fit comfortably. it was for her own benefit really. creating a space her friends would never want to leave. it was hard to feel lonely if there were always people in her space. octavia clicked her tongue, grin turning mischievous as nate and a few of olivia's friends boasted that they'd be fine. "whatever you say."

eventually, the group decides on truth or dare. while everyone takes turns, they sip on their drinks, pouring different shots octavia passes out while they warm up a few rounds. octavia's halfway through another margarita when her best friend batts those long, beautiful eyelashes of hers in her direction. "oh lord have mercy," octavia smirked, waiting for her best friend whose chesire smile grows. "truth or dare babe?"

octavia rolled her eyes as if this was even a question. after years of playing together, kassy always asks, and octavia, more often than not, always answers with a dare. it's much easier to complete a dare than reach inside of herself for a truth, especially in recent months. it comes as no surprise to her best friend as octavia lifts her shoulders, tossing some of her hair over it before, "you know i love a good dare." she winked, tipping back the shot she'd poured herself. "lay it on me, kass."

glossy emerald hues eyed her best friend as she pondered her dare, glancing around the circle of people spread out around octavia's new loft. "i know," octavia raised her brow, sitting up straight as she waited, "o, i dare yoooou to give nate a kiss." octavia's head turned over her shoulder, glancing down the long couch at nate who sat at the end. with no commitments to honour or anything serious on the line, octavia gave another playful roll of her eyes before she handed kassy her margarita, "at least make it challenging kass." octavia teased, getting up from her spot beside her bestie.

as octavia came to stand in front of nathan, she waved her hand flippantly toward how he held his beer, gesturing for him to move his hands. he did as directed even as he gave her a sheepish look while she innocently settled herself in his lap. "what? you wanted to play." a smirk rose on her lips as her arm lazily draped around his neck, her hand rising to his cheek as she brought his gaze toward her. "it's just a game, nate." she promised, leaning forward as she pressed soft glossy lips to his, letting hers slide across to taste him. but his lips felt so familiar it nearly made her weak, hurting her heart in a way she had not expected. in a way, she hasn't had to experience with trinity as their lips touched.

slowly, octava separated herself from nate, bringing that mischievous grin to the forefront again as she slid off his lap and settled beside him in the free space on the couch. reaching her hand out for her drink, octavia triumphantly smirked at kassy, "drink please, baby." as kassy handed over her drink, liv & alec made playful sounds of oooos and aaaas. at the same time, octavia settled happily between nate and spencer. "all right nate, you're up, truth or dare?" octavia asked, nose scrunching with amusement.

[shipperdesu]

My Top 5 Triangle Dates

The triangle dates were a fantastic addition to Wintertide Miracles!! In these stories, Cardia doesn't choose anyone but is free from her poison, so she lives some cliché tropes with two love interests at the same time and I loved that! GIMME MORE FLUFF CONTENT. I played all the dates (besides the secret ones) yesterday so here are my top 5!

5 - Van x Cardia x Saint

This one is less about the boys and more about how I love to see my girl happy. She suffered so much and now she can live as a normal girl, dancing and being sandwiched between two men lol

Btw it's always a pleasure to see Van Helsing being soft towards Cardia.

4 - Victor x Cardia x Impey

Sandwiched Cardia!!

Ok this scenario was so sweet, the smart guys came to rescue their princess from insomnia. Fran made a calming essence from some herbs and Impey the device that sprays it in the air. Their work is successful and I love how they look soft here, looking at her.

3 - Van x Cardia x Impey

One of my favorite tropes is the Caretaking one and I'd love to see Lupin and Victor in this situation, but I have to admit that it was smart to use Impey and Van.

Cardia is having a high fever, they don't have the medical knowledge to help her, and the mansion is conveniently empty, so although they don't have the best synergy in the crew, they have to work together anyways, just for her. I love it.

2 - Van x Cardia x Lupin

I love the umbrella trope, I love Lupin and I love Lupin and Van Helsing's interactions. AND SANDWICHED CARDIA!

It was so cute how Van was planning to share an umbrella with Cardia and how he got embarrassed once Lupin figured out his plan.

Bonus points for sandwiched Cardia laughing softly, so they stop arguing with each other because Cardia is happy and that's the most important thing.

1 - Victor x Cardia x Lupin

The moment I saw this picture on Pinterest, I knew I had to play this FD. Lupin and Victor are my favorite routes!

I wasn't expecting this scenario at all! First of all, poor Victor, he's too shy and feels left behind in the fight for Cardia's heart. One day, he happened to see Lupin and Cardia in an intimate moment (Lupin was actually just teasing Cardia), which made him desperate.

Victor needs the courage to confess his feelings before it's too late, so... He uses a truth serum he made for the queen. It was just a sip but it was enough to surprise Cardia. Lupin sees this as a challenge and then we have this beautiful picture!!!! AAAA

I like this route because once the effects of the serum fade, Cardia tells Victor to not rely on tricks to confess to her, so she'll wait for his next try as if nothing had happened. Lupin, on the other hand, knows Victor will be a worthy rival since he has "woken up", so he won't let his guard down again.

[variantia]

BELLUM.   Hollow Things™ that Wonderweiss still does / can do even with lessened instincts

makes nests.   with whatever he can find, but usually soft warm items like blankets, pillows, clothing ... leaves and snow will work if he’s outside !   most of the time this comes from the instinct to HIDE from other Hollows.   a nest is something small and safe and made of things to easily shield him from view.   something snug or heavy is also really nice, like a weighted blanket or several thick sweaters all worn at once !   (will he accept being wrapped up into a blanket burrito ??   yes, yes he will thank u very much)

seeks warmth in general !   Hueco Mundo is a very cold place, and that cold is fueled by the lack of human nature, the lack of a heart, so Hollows are always fighting each other for the warmest spots.   he gravitates toward things like a space heater, or a patch of the floor that’s been warmed by the sun.   left to his own devices he’ll just sleep in places like that, spread out on the floor and snoring contentedly.   a warm Hollow is a happy Hollow !

is soothed / comforted by the sound of a heartbeat.   it’s something Hollows and Arrancars lack, being the creatures they are, and it’s what they want more than anything.   they’re missing their hearts, and what drives them to hunt and eat other Hollows is the search for that thing they’re missing, a heart.   Wonderweiss’ instinct to hunt, kill, and eat other Hollows is practically nonexistent, but like all other Arrancars, the sound of a heartbeat does things to him.   it is a HUGE source of comfort if he finds someone with a heart who will let him lay his head on their chest and listen to it for a long time.

he can purr.   Hollows (even Arrancars) are capable of purring if their guard is down, if they’re around people they trust or in a VERY comfortable situation.   despite his struggles with real speech, Wonderweiss is super vocal, and that combined with his practically absent desire to avoid vulnerability means he’s a lot more prone to purring than others.   he usually does this when his hair is being petted, or he’s cuddling with someone.   particularly, close physical contact is what does it !   (for most Hollows, but also especially for Wonderweiss.)   it’s a very high-pitched and ... unsteady ?   sort of purr, but not in a bad way, just going up and down very quickly.   you can just tell he’s happy !

heals quickly.   at least, much faster than a human.   the extreme burns he received from his powers backfiring in his survival verse took about half as long as they would have taken for a human with the same injuries.   the healing factor isn’t perfect, and it’s lessened in his survival verse as he’s much weaker now, but he can still take a hit better than a human can.   if he gets a black eye from being punched in the face, it’ll be gone in just a day ; a simple scrape will heal in an hour or two.   the only thing he can’t really heal from is something like amputation or actually REMOVING parts.   if someone cut off his arm, he’d be shit outta luck and he can’t ‘regrow’ a new one.

THERE’S PROBABLY MORE BUT AAAA MY BOY I LOVE HIM SO

[yelpu]

can you write a sugawara x male reader who is a tall, tatted up, long haired, scary looking, metalhead who no one likes, but is actual really calm and protective and loving towards suga.

aaaa first request!! so excited to write it <33

i didn’t know how tall you wanted him so i just made him around 6’3-6’6

The Two Times Everyone Realized He Was a Sweetheart and The One Time He Proved It

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The class was filled with laughter, giggling, and loud chatter. Only for it to be silenced by a very tall male entering. The boy was fairly built, and was totally all leg. He was taller than most boys, but he was quieter than all. The boy had tats on his neck, hands, legs, anywhere possible. He even had a sleeve full of them! The male had long (h/c) soft hair, though it was messy and looked to be as if he had just woken up(which he had)—there was no need to suspect that he had ANYTHING to do with Sugawara Koushi in the volleyball club.

The males gaze was harsh and cruel while sugawara’s was soft and loving. The two were polar opposites. Both were seen differently by all, including teachers. The boy rolled his eyes, and turned up the volume on his headphones. He was listening to Fuel by Metallica, and anyone who sat next to him could hear it. As he sat down, he was met with nasty and scared looks.

As he grew up, he realized that most kids didn’t like him. (M/n) had learned to be independent and do a lot alone. His parents did help quite a bit, but he got to the age where they stopped parenting. He started to learn how to fend for himself. He learned how to clean, cook, do laundry(which was surprisingly the hardest for him to learn). He brought out his bento box and started to snack on a meat bun, while he ignored all the whispers and looks geared towards him.

A big part of his life was learning to let things go and to ignore them. He hoped no other kid had this experience in school as he gazed out the window. He saved the seat next to him for his beloved boyfriend, Koushi. The two sat together in every class they had with each other, but even then no one suspected they were dating.

Koushi was too kind to be with the “freaky devil boy” as they called him. The boy wasn’t a freaky devil, it was just his style, something he enjoyed that was shunned by all his classmates. He heard his name being called, and he raised an eyebrow.

Seeing Koushi, he lightly grinned, and got up to hug him—something new. He’d never initiate any PDA in school. Today he was craving it though. Some people scurried to their seats, not wanting to be toe to toe with the freaky devil boy.

Koushi’s eyes widened as (m/n) wrapped his arms around his waist. Koushi hesitated as he hugged him back, kissing (m/n)’s cheek causing his ears to heat up. koushi chuckled and (m/n) smiled. He lead koushi to his seat, and pulled out his chair for him.

“Oh why, thank you (M/n)” Koushi giggled, while placing his bag down.

“Of course prince” (M/n) said, pushing koushis chair in and sitting down in his own.

That was the first time everyone realized (m/n) was a sweetheart.

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Koushi had been in the gym for volleyball practice while (M/n) said he would pick him up afterwards. the male was setting the ball to Asahi, as he heard the door screech open. Turning around, he saw (M/n), though what he didn’t see was a volleyball hurling straight towards his face. As the ball hit his face he fell backwards, and heard loud footsteps. Seeing (M/n) next to him, he calmed down a little. He saw (M/n)’s hand reaching up to his face, and as he tasted blood, (M/n)’s hand had rubbed it off.

“Someone get a tissue! in the meantime, Kou you need to put ur head back, so it doesn’t keep bleeding love.”

Koushi had been put into a small shock, and it was all happening so fast. (m/n) had given him the tissue, and laid koushi’s head on his lap to stop the bleeding quickly.

“Who hit him.” (m/n) cold gaze narrowed out at the two people who were also in a state of shock. The two being Kageyama and Hinata, they started to fuss. Kageyama started yelling and pointing at Hinata, while Hinata was sputtering and stuttering up a storm.

“Whatever, it’s fine. just be careful next time.” (m/n) flicked his dangerously dim eyes between both the boys causing them to bow and sputter apologies.

“Baby are you okay?” The male asked the male leaning in his lap.

“I’m fine, it happens all the time (m/n)”

The male frowned at the thought of koushi being hurt all the time. He didn’t like that one bit. He shook himself out of his own thoughts, and grabbed Koushi’s head, bringing them both up to their feet.

“Hey! Aren’t you that freaky kid from Class 4?” Tanaka and Noya had got all up in the boys face, asking him “what he had done to their setter” and what “his business” was with him. the male just shook his head and grabbed Koushi, and kissed the tip of his head and the bridge of his nose. He ignored the gasps and grumbles from the team(besides Asahi and Daichi).

“(M/n)! (M/n)! I’m fine, stop” he laughed, as the males kisses were becoming ticklish. Koushi hugged the boy and kissed his lips. “You missed that spot.” The other male looked away with a fine line of blush on his skin causing him to laugh.

“Sorry—This is my boyfriend (M/n), and (M/n) this is my volleyball club.” The male pointed between (M/n) and the team. M/N hummed, and nodded towards them with a small wave.

That was the second time everyone realized that (M/n) was a sweetheart.

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Koushi had been having a bad week, he had multiple exams and multiple tests. Thee volleyball teams vibe was off due to Hinata and Kageyama odd bickers. The team was nervous, they had championships and Koushi was one more problem away from breaking down. (M/n) had been planning a surprise for Koushi, that he knew would make him feel better.

During volleyball practice, Koushi took a break and was going to step outside for some air. Before he could reach to open the door, it opened itself, and the sight he saw brought tears to his eyes.

(M/n) had actually styled his hair. He had a black and red tuxedo on. He was wearing black polished dress shoes, and had a big bouquet of flowers in his hand. Koushi took notice that it was his favorite flowers in the bouquet.

Koushi’s brought his hand up to his face, as (M/n) smiled and laughed while opening his arms. The team was in utter shock, but they thought that this was so cute. and it was. Koushi and (M/N) swayed as they hugged each other, soaking in each other’s love and warmth.

“I love you soso much Kou.” (M/n) whispered while kissing him on the lips.

“I love you more you big idiot” Koushi laughed.

And that was the one time (M/n) proved he was a sweetheart.

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aaaa, hope u enjoyed this, i tried to follow your description best as i could. i enjoyed writing this a lot. it gave me something to do, plus helped my writers block <3

thank you so much.

[valentine-writes]

hello love, i was wondering if you could do (anything) with monty and a preferably short female reader where she works at the pizza plex as maintenance and is the only one to not hate him? like she and Monty had been kinda heart eyeing each other for a while, but she catches him kinda puppy dog staring at her so she goes up to him, grabs his snout and just SMOOOCHES the top of his nose? thats so cute please and thank you <3

give him a great big kiss !

(monty x reader hcs)

↳ ft. montgomery gator

「 fem! reader, romantic relationship <3 」

author's note: AAAA FINALLY WORKING THRU REQZ!!! this one reminded me of the song give him a great big kiss by the shangri-las, specifically the spoken part HWJSBDJ itz so adorbz (´▽`ʃƪ) <3 ANYWAYS! here we go!!! headcanon time! again, as usual- spelling mistakes, grammar errors probably </3 ALSO U CAN TELL IM VV MUCH NOT SOMEONE WHO WRITES KISSES HEJENDJ EVEN LITTLE ONES LIKE THESE- but um,, implied little bonus kiss at the end (*´꒳`*) !! mainly becuz i didnt know how 2 end this hc thingy but shhhh i hope u enjoy !

▸ it wasn't a secret that montgomery could be... difficult. on your first day as a maintenance worker, you were quickly warned informed about the short temper he had

▸ but it seemed that you’ve grown to be on quite good terms with him! you, were what your coworkers regarded as lucky. anytime monty needed some sort of maintenance other than the usual routine check ups, they all sent you on the job

▸ you never minded it much- he wasn’t as bad as the others thought he was. or rather, you had more sympathy towards him than the others. even when his attitude did get heated, you knew that sparing him a little bit of kindness (and a whole lot of patience) would make the situation easier for the both of you

▸ developing this friendship with him was a good thing! he was more cooperative with you, which meant made your job easier. you couldn't deny you had a little soft spot for him- especially because he had one for you too

▸ i think monty's given you a bunch of little nicknames at this point. "shortcake" however, has to be his most used one by far

▸ the first time he called you this was when he saw you struggling to reach something atop a high shelf. you had promised you'd bring it to your coworker for whatever reason they needed it and monty just so happened to be passing by.

▸ instead of offering you help, he only teased you for it.

"having a little trouble there, shortcake?"

you really didn't wanna admit you having more than a little trouble. it was kind of humiliating. he just kept watching, with the occasional laugh or joke from him- whatever. he was only playing.

▸ eventually when your fruitless attempts to reach the top shelf were no longer amusing to him, monty lent you a hand

▸ by that, i mean- he just kinda picked you up with ease so you could grab it.

▸ ever since then, there's never been a moment where you weren't called by that little nickname

▸ nicknames weren't the only thing you received from him. on the days that monty's maintenance was done swiftly, you even got time to just hang out with him

▸ and you weren't about to complain about extra break time.

▸ one day, just sitting in his green room as usual, a quiet moment fell over your conversation. you could feel his gaze on you, though you didn't know exactly why

▸ sneaking a small glance over at him, you saw his face rested in his hand, sitting on the opposite end of the couch, watching you quietly. it was so rare to see him like this.

▸ now, you decided was your chance to make a move.

▸ mentioning your shift was over for the day, you scooted over to his side and gave him a little smile. before any goodbyes could be said, you gently cupped the sides of his face in your hands

▸ pausing for a second, you looked at him. monty stared right back, before slowly leaning in, sinking into your touch

▸ you delivered a quick kiss atop his nose, and with a small giggle and a quick goodbye, you were off

▸ all his systems were practically overheating now- but you were already gone. you'd left him totally lovestruck

▸ expect the next shift to be him following yoh around all day. he'll probably approach you this time, although you can't help but notice he's certainly a little nervous

▸ still the cocky grin on his face as he sees you makes your face heat up.

"hey shortcake- you missed last time"

[c4tgvtz]

When I read that you're taking request I almost choked on my own spit,, like, I was so excited to request??? YOU'RE AMAZING??

Anyways, I would like to ask hcs for Azul, Jade, Trey and Jamil with a S/O that is very intimidating and almost acts like a kind of bodyguard for them? Like, they're not mean or anything, they just struggle to express their emotions and are kinda protective over them and ends up scaring other people? 🗿

Like, expressionless, rigid body language, almost don't talk but in private they are very soft and warm and loving and affectionate??, 🥺🥺

➦ AAAA THATS SO SWEET OF YOU!! I’m so glad people enjoy my writing

Though… idk if I’d call those silly little headcanons my “writing”… just wait until I actually write a fic ;3

Also I fucking love your mix of characters that’s so obscure/pos!!!

Here goes then! I hope these are. Up to scratch I’ve never taken like. Writing requests or anything//

➳ Twisted Wonderland // Intimidating s/o headcanons

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CW: None!

Characters: Azul, Jade, Trey, Jamil

Genre: fluff!

Note: S/O acts like a body guard towards the characters

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𝘼𝙕𝙐𝙇

Honestly? He’d find it incredibly attractive

The mystery around you would be what initially drew him in, and your genuine willingness to be around him— despite… what it might seem with how you come off to most people— makes him feel oddly safe

He sort of adds you to his collection of boys, often dragging you around with the leech twins to intimidate others, since he’s not the tallest in the world himself (he’s really tall to me?? But I’ve heard 5’8” is considered short for a man which just fucks with me so much)

If you’re ever alone with him and someone tries to say anything or straight up hurt him and you step in, he’ll be eternally grateful, but he might think that he owes you something for a while, so he tries to make it up to you some way or another

He probably just gives you a free meal at the lounge he’s not the best at giving things to people if they dont say what they want- or want anything at all

He very often wonders what led you to act how you do. You seem to come off as cold and harsh to most, yet… you have a soft spot for him, and alone in his company you seem to relax completely and turn into a completely different person?… who hurt you???

Though he often wants to ask you personally why you’re so guarded, he feels like he won’t get an actual answer, or just upset you— or both— so instead he goes out of his way to try and find out for himself, he’s an expert at researching people after all

But… he can’t find anything… there’s actually not much on you at all? It confuses him but after a few hours of getting nowhere, he drops it, and instead just goes to spend time with you

Nothing is more comforting to him than seeing just how… well… cute you get when the pair of you are alone together. You’re so affectionate and it, once again, makes him feel genuinely really special.

He loves just how gentle you turn, like it’s a complete 180, and it’s nice to know that that’s how you feel towards him, and not the seemingly emotionless husk that follows him around… it shows him that you love him, and he’s beyond thankful for that.

𝙅𝘼𝘿𝙀

Jade would be extremely curious about you from the moment he lays his eyes on you. Everyone at this school seems so lively and animated that you stick out immediately to him

He’d often come over and try and talk to you, but even if he didn’t get much of a response other than a nod or a shake of the head, he’d continue anyway

When the pair of you eventually get together, the last thing Jade expected was you to be so protective of him. It’s completely different from what he’s used to, but… he actually kinda likes it? Knowing that someone cares so much is new, it’s nice

Just as you protect him, he’d do the same for you, and if anyone so much as looked at you funny, they’d be in big trouble. Not that Jade thought you couldn’t stand up for yourself, he just… saw that it was only fair if the pair of you protect each other

The way you relax when you’re alone with him always amuses the eel a little. You act so different, it reminds him a little of Floyd’s mood swings, but much more predictable… and much easier to cope with

The affection you give him, wether it be just words, or straight up smothering him with kisses and cuddles, he adores every second of it. And he makes sure to give it right back, often gently kissing your nose before meeting your lips

He’d go out of his way to try and make sure the pair of you are alone most of the time you’re together, he wants you to be as comfortable and calm as possible, so he tries his best to plan things out and set them up so that it’s only the two of you

Any dates with him would be spent in your room— or his if he can force Floyd out— just relaxing with a nice meal and a movie. Is it cheesy? Yeah, but that’s what Jade loves about it

𝙏𝙍𝙀𝙔

Similar to Jade, Trey would end up curious about you because of how much you stand out, but would just watch from the sidelines for a while before eventually going up to say hi

Trey’s fairly well known around the school, so it’s no surprise that you’d recognise him, but how quiet you were when the two of you first spoke only intrigued the vice housewarden more

He didn’t know much about you, heck, no one did, but he wanted to change that, and slowly started talking to you more and more before somewhere ending up in a relationship with you

He knows you don’t talk much around others and that. The. Sheer volume of students in heartslabyul definitely wouldn’t help with that, but he has duties there that he can’t exactly take a break from, so when you’re there, you get to stay in his room, where no one can bother you

He’ll often tutor you and try help with your studies when you’re with him, but… he knows that that’s not exactly the best way to spend time with someone, but helping you is how he likes to show his affection, and seeing you more talkative is a nice change of pace

When you’re not studying with him, sometimes he’ll bring you little treats that he’s baked, almost as a sort of reward for doing so well with studying

Trey’s a fairly busy guy, he’s out and about quite a lot, and will often bring you with him, where he gets to see the more protective side of you

Quite frankly he’s absolutely flattered that you’re willing to stand up for him, even though he can look after himself perfectly fine. It’s pleasant though, being looked out for, especially by someone he loves so much

Whenever the two of you go from being around people to being alone, Trey will always comfort you and gently praise you for doing so good with so many people around. He doesn’t know why you’re so quiet and shut off around others, but he knows that it must be exhausting, so the least he could do was give you props for putting up with it

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The whole protective bodyguard thing was a MASSIVE change of pace for Jamil, that’s usually the sort of thing he would have to do, after all… he had promised to give his life for Kalim if ever needed

Dating someone who was willing to protect him like that was a shock at first, but one that he enjoyed quite a lot. Loyalty means a lot on a partner for him and he could see that you definitely had that

He’d enjoy being able to hang around with someone quiet, as much as he misses the sound of your voice when you’re not talking. It makes a nice change from Kalim’s constant yelling

He’s not the greatest in the world at showing that he cares, but he does his best to at least show that he’s thankful for how protective you are

After a while he ends up the same himself, willing to put down anything immediately if it meant coming to help you, especially if someone else was giving you grief

The side he gets to see in private makes Jamil feel a way he never really has. Just genuine adoration. You’re so kind and compassionate and genuinely just sweet when you’re alone with him and it makes his heart flutter

He loves being able to just listen to you talk for a while, getting to hear the thoughts that you had throughout the day. It’s at that point that he just smiles and listens, but it’s completely genuine and you can tell he’s interested

But it turns out that you’re not the only one who’s more affectionate behind closed doors… when alone with you, a new side of Jamil seems to come out. He’s much warmer and nicer and, like you, finds it easier to show his emotions

He enjoys just… lying with you, feeling the heat of your body against his own… it’s a great way to de-stress for both of you!