#vere x ais

[pearikp]

ib: @riotcat103’s post

[vereing]

ais x vere

[riotcat103]

How Ais and Vere met probably:

Vere: Bitch why don't you shut the fuck up before I slit your throat and watch the honor roll out

Ais: are you threatening me?

Vere: no I'm hitting in you flash me a tity bitch

[lu-dao-writes]

Monstrous Delight (PH!Ais x Reader x Nurse!Vere) (Tentacles)

Synopsis Usually you’re supposed to run away from monsters, not get into a fuck session with them.

Warning(s) Monster sex, Silent Hill x Touchstarved crossover hehe, tentacles, gn!reader, blood, throat fucking, gagging on tentacles, a little cracky.

A/N This was inspired by the beautiful fanart @kimiro-art and @captain--miracle created! It’s a little silly, so I might edit it later idk.

You've been trying to escape this trippy, hellish realm for hours now; evading and taking down hideous monsters. You find yourself in some long since abandoned hospital, the lights dim and buzzing in a low hum, the air smelling of mold, dust, blood. 

You wanted to take a small break, growing exhausted from your constant running, but you didn’t expect to walk into a room where a well built man with a sharp, metal pyramid for a head, tentacles wriggling out from underneath it, fucking the shit out of a man dirtied with blood, and dressed in a scanty nurse outfit on the once lonely hospital bed. 

At the sound of your untimely entrance, both creatures look at you, and you can’t tell their expressions. 

Now, no, you don’t die a terrible, bloody death. 

Instead, you and the foxy nurse are pressed against each other, the man with the pyramid head and tentacles fucking you both with his massive cock. He makes you gag on some of his tentacles, while the others would grope at yours and the foxy nurse’s skin.

Both creatures let out distorted moans and groans, and occasionally you think you can  make out a word or two from them. 

You just hope they don’t kill you after brutalizing your holes.  

[leaiss]

Touchstarved as random posts i found

[mhin-t]

early morning moment

foxspring early morning fluff because they're rotting my brain i haven't properly written fanfic in a longggg time, it's almost 4 am, i haven't replayed the demo recently, and this is my first shipfic!! so sorry if it's rusty sdfhskdkjs

warmth. the curl of an arm under one's head, the curl of a tail over the other's waist, the blankets shielding them both from the cold, and warmth. if heaven existed for these two, it would be that warmth.

ais wouldn't ever admit it out loud, but he enjoys moments like this. not that he minded the chatter and snarky remarks from vere, but being able to hold someone who keeps everyone else at arm's length so close made his chest swell. knowing that he was most likely one of a very small handful of beings who had seen the fox sleeping and lived to tell the tale was something he would brag about endlessly if vere wouldn't give him hell for it.

not that ais needed to brag about his closeness with vere. anyone who came across the pair could tell instantly, regardless of their lack of labels and vastly different backgrounds. the two simply found themselves in each other.

that solidarity is something only for them. neither would call it romantic, but they wouldn’t call it friendly either. intimate, close, warm, those would be the words they'd use to describe it, even if only in their minds.

a small shift comes from vere snuggling his face further into ais’ arm and tightening his arms around the other’s waist. ‘starting to stir. he’s probably going to wake up soon,’ ais thinks to himself, dreading having to let the fox slip from his grasp once again. he knows that vere will return, but he wants to savor this early morning a while longer. just a bit longer, to soak in the way the sunlight streams through the sheer curtains and illuminates the fur on vere’s ears as they shift. just a bit longer to listen to the soft, deep breathes coming from his companion. with a final twitch vere starts to open his eyes, being greeted by ais’ through his waking haze.

“you’re staring,” vere says, voice thick and deep with sleep but still teasing as always.

“mm, i am.” ais moves his free hand to brush some hair out of vere’s face as a smile makes its way onto it. “and you’re holding an arm of mine hostage.”

“hah! you could have just moved me.”

“i didn’t say that i wanted it back.” ais’ response made the other laugh shortly through his nose, vere opting to shift closer to ais’ chest at the remark.

“good, but you’ll be getting it back soon either way. i can’t stay forever.” vere could feel the rumble of dissatisfaction in the oni’s chest, one that he agreed with. if only the two could stay in this early morning moment, in their little slice of heaven forever.

[leanderbrastrap]

Some Touchstarved headcannons:

1. Mhin is a senior citizen. Kuras says that they’re a newcomer, but they’re very familiar with Eridia and the Senobium, plus their flower reveal implies that they’ve been fighting for a long time. Their curse probably extended their life, and as such they want to be “put out of their misery.”

2. Because of this, the order of love interests in terms of age is likely Kuras, Vere, Mhin, Ais, and Leander

3. In the case of Vere x Ais, Vere is the top. No I will not elaborate.

[atalossofwords]

PACIFIC RIM AU - Vere/Ais/Leander

I started this for fun yesterday, and it is most certainly OOC, but I felt the need to share before I lost interest. Feel free to DM to chatter about the three of them! I have a major case of brainrot.

There is some slight NSFW at the end!

This was either shaping up to be the best idea the program ever had, or a trainwreck of imaginable proportions.

"It'll be a mess." Ais said, crossing his arms as they leaned back to watch the recruits enter the gym. Leander couldn't help but look, eyes admiring the view of muscle flexing and tattoos peeking behind short sleeves.

"Oh, c'mon. You don't know that." He said, puppy eyes in full effect. Ais didn't have to say anything to transmit his incredulity at Leander's optimist, the ghost drift between them still high after just ten hours out of the Jaeger. "It could work out!"

Ais raised an eyebrow, gesturing between the both of them, and then to where Kuras and Mhin were huddled together. Leander had to give it to him, this time. "Okay, maybe not with us, but there's more Rangers here."

The thing was, Leander was more excited for the idea of it working, for the US to have their own three-person Jaeger, than for the reality of it. Leander and Ais had been piloting for two years, fucking for one, dating for closer to six months; he couldn't see adding a third into their mess.

Kuras and Mhin had been piloting together for hell knows how long, and Leander still couldn't figure out just what they were, to each other, besides codependent.

There were other Rangers, of course, but none stationed permanently at the LA Shatterdome like them, and yeah, they were training new recruits to look for three-way compatible Rangers, but it would cut a lot of corners if they could just slot a third into an already established pair.

Besides them, one of the rotating Rangers snorted.

"As if. The well-trained recruits all went to Tokyo, Hong Kong, and Anchorage. This is the bottom of the list." He scoffed, gesturing at the folder he was holding; Leander and Ais traded a glance, the same thought on their head. Who even uses paper folders nowadays? "There's even a fucking prostitute on this list!"

Leander shrugged, not arguing that. He himself came from a well-off family, and having enough money to enrol on the program was a given. Plus the status certainly helped his father, even if they didn't talk anymore. Ais didn't talk much about it, but he was from a military family; he was basically raised on the program.

Of course, breeding didn't mean shit in the face of screaming Kaiju, but with each Jaeger built, being a Ranger was less about protecting the world and more about prestige and fame.

"Excuse me, but I rather prefer self-employed." Someone said, near the recruits. Leander looked over, ready to see some pissed-off girl ready to defend the candidate he was talking about or something, pumped up to make fun of the older Ranger a little. A recruit who would talk back to a Ranger was someone Leander could put up with long enough for a spar, at least.

He could feel his jaw go slack the moment he caught sight of who it was; not a girl ready to defend someone else, as he expected, but most probably the prostitute in question. There was no other reason for someone that pretty to be in the Shatterdome.

Beautifully tanned skin, a lean body which somehow looks incredible on the standard-issued training clothes. High cheekbones, a sharp smile with lips Leander could obsess over for hours, a heavy-lidded gaze made even more sharp by the pink-ish colour of the eyes, red hair half tied back up away from his face.

He sauntered over, and Leander had the wild impression he ought to have a tail, swaying in time with the man's steps.

"But, of course, I'm not expecting someone like you to spend much time with a sex worker. Let me guess..." He hummed, tapping a well-manicured finger on his chin, the other hand on a cocked hip. "Three minutes? Two? Not much more than that, certainly."

Leander could see the older Ranger puff up, ready to start a yelling match. His partner, a serious-looking woman, did not seem inclined to intervene. Leander could bet she held the same distaste for the recruit's profession.

Ais, on his side, whistled low. They traded a glance, grinning at each other. They'd pay to see the recruit beat up that asshole.

Seemed like command had something similar in mind, because just as the guy had started to shout and the recruit was looking about two seconds from actually biting the Ranger's throat out, one of the officials stepped in, telling them that if they were going to fight it out, might as well test for compatibility while they were at it.

Kuras and Mhin drifted closer, and Ais grinned at the other Rangers.

"I give it two minutes." He said, tilting his head at where the recruit was tying all his hair back in a bun. The range is trading some words with his partner, too low for them to hear.

"Hm. Too long." Is Kura's opinion, which makes both Ais and Leander do a double-take. The older Ranger shrugs. "He called Mhin a freak more than once." This would explain why the tiny Ranger is hiding in Kuras' shadow, and Leander scowls. Mhin may be reserved, but that's no reason to badmouth them.

They all watch as one official introduces the two fighters, Senior Ranger Trevor, partner to Ranger Kodak, and recruit Vere Antares. He makes them bow to each other, and hastily step back.

(Leander makes a note of the name, Vere. Shouldn't be too hard to track him down, with his contacts. If the tests go wrong, and Vere truly does sex work, Leander and Ais can surely pay him a visit.)

It's clear, two blows in, that they are very definitely not Drift-compatible. Leander can recall, with a shiver down his spine, how his first fight with Ais went; eyes locking together, blocking before the other even finished their attack, more a dance than a match. Vere and Trevor fight like the goal is to hurt, like they're waiting for the opportunity to cause real damage.

Leander is actually surprised; even without compatibility, Rangers are skilled fighters. They have to be, to pilot a Jaeger. Vere is holding his own very well, for a supposed civilian.

Honestly, watching him, Leander is fascinated. He fights like it's a dance, all graceful twists and nimble advances, using Trevor's weight against him. He ducks below a blow, aims for a knee, retreats quickly when it doesn't connect. It's almost a minute before Vere knocks Trevor's staff away, and like the brute fighter he and his Jaeger are known for, advances for close combat.

It's then that things escalate.

Trevor tries for a grab, Vere ducks, aims a kick, gets his leg tugged closer, and throws his head back, out of the way of a punch. From there it loses all grace and technique, both men throwing punches and pulling hair like a couple of drunk uni students, mean enough that Kuras has to intervene and drag Vere away to the infirmary.

The rest of the session is quite boring, to be honest. The recruits run against Trevor and his partner, no-one doing more than a minute. Kuras is still on the infirmary, so the official present runs them all against Mhin instead, and they are all free to go, with plans to run them all through Kuras, Leander and Ais tomorrow.

That last look on Vere's face, though, lip bloodied over a snarl as he insulted the Ranger, hair a mess from the tussle... Leander looks over at Ais, and knows immediately they'll be thinking about that tonight.

–

They do better than just think about it. They find Vere's fucking only fans.

In short order they have unlimited access to a wide variety of videos, photos and audio, everything from downright porn to sensual ASMR to some posts linking Vere's SFW youtube content, which seems to be GRWI videos and some vlogs.

Of course, because none of them really has the time to look into it all, Leander ends up getting fucked into their bed with the laptop open on the side table, a video of Vere riding someone else's dick like his life depends on it.

If they were better people, they probably would feel an ounce of shame about doing this to a possible coworker.

Luckily for everyone involved, they're definitely not better people.

[butterflewaway]

they’re in love your honor (edit: i forgot to color ais’s horns 😔)

[eggroll-sama]

Who’s My Roommate?

The Touchstarved cast are at a hotel and can’t decide who will be their roommates. Some are against certain pairings. You don’t really care, but they seem they’ve got a few colorful opinions || Touchstarved LI x reader. All of them have a crush on you, but you’re oblivious. I had this in my drafts for a while but I finally got the motivation to finish it. Just light-hearted shenanigans. Sorry if there are any typos!

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“I don’t want Leander,” said Vere, his arms crossed and glaring at the man across from him.

They didn’t think deciding on rooming buddies would be so hard. There were exactly three rooms, side by side, and anyone who knew basic math understood there would be two people per room. The problem was, who and who?

Vere and Ais were the first pairing that came to mind. But then Mhin complained that they didn’t want to hear them having sex at two in the morning. You and Kuras could sympathize so argued that, no, Vere and Ais cannot be together in the same room. Vere was angry, Ais was indifferent. He preferred Vere’s company over others, but as long as he didn’t get Mhin he was fine. He found the idea of Mhin aiming a knife to his neck fun, but in the end he didn’t want to deal with them pestering him like a fly.

And then there was Leander. If they went off the reason of not wanting to hear someone having sex, then Leander was tough. He had had sex with half of the members in the group: Ais, Mhin, and (maybe) Vere. You still didn’t really know if they did it or not.

“I wouldn’t mind sleeping in the same room as Leander,” you said. Everyone stiffened except for the man in question, who had a cocky smile on his face. Secretly, everyone wanted to room with you, but they didn’t want to admit it.

Kuras stepped in before Leander could make a comment, and steered the conversation to possibly drawing sticks so it would be fair for everyone and well, not everyone was happy with their partners. Vere got Leander, Mhin got Ais, and you got Kuras. You weren’t against Kuras being your roommate; he was a gentleman and minded his own business. He didn’t seem like he was against rooming with you either. The others were not so happy with their results.

“I’m not rooming with a monster,” Mhin spat, venom lacing their words, glaring holes in the back of Ais’ head.

Ais ignored them, while Vere rolled his eyes.

“Oh yeah, well nobody wants to deal with an annoying midget like you. I think you forgot to pack your booster seat.”

Vere snickered as Mhin’s face turned red from anger.

“Hey hey now hold on, MC said that they were fine with rooming with me, so why not just leave the two of us out of it?” Leander said, arms snaking around your shoulder.

“No, you soft penis numbskull. You’re not rooming with MC.” Mhin stepped in. When the others looked at Mhin curiously, they coughed nervously and looked away.

You tried to lighten the mood with a joke, “Ais and Leander are best friends. We should room them together.”

The corner of Leander’s smile frayed at your joke. Ais narrowed his eyes at you. At least Vere was laughing, probably at you for your failed attempt to lighten the mood, but at least he laughed. You drew into yourself. You’ve forgotten the others were getting quite annoyed by the arguing. This was serious business that might mean life or death.

“How about we draw sticks again?” You suggested meekly, trying to move past the awkwardness.

“No, it’s just a waste of time,” intervened Vere, “we all clearly have our preferences, so how about we list anyone we don’t want to room with? I go first. I hate all four of you, fortunately, so I’m going to room with Ais or no one.”

“I don’t have a preference,” said Leander with a blush.

“We know,” Vere rolled his eyes.

“At this point let’s just room the two people that are the doormats of this group, Leander and Vere. It’s the easiest way to deal with them,” said Mhin.

“Or how about we room Leander in one room and Vere in the other one, and then we all share the last one,” you suggest. At this point you were running out of ideas and throwing them out randomly hoping you would hit a jackpot.

“I’m not invited to the foursome? That is unfortunate to hear,” Vere said.

“It’s getting too complicated. Room Vere with MC, Mhin with Leander, and me and Kuras. That should be good,” suggested Ais, getting impatient.

“I’m afraid that would be endangering MC’s safety,” said Kuras coolly, ignoring Vere’s exasperated reaction.

He quickly switched to his flirty demeanor, a coy smile on his lips, “Oh, but I don’t bite. Unless they ask me.” Mhin scoffed in the background. Kuras was expressionless. If he reacted to Vere’s tasteless innuendos, he would give the fox exactly what he wanted. So he stayed quiet and didn’t let his face give anything away.

“I agree with Kuras on this one. A bloody, mangled corpse is the last thing we want to deal with,” said Mhin. Though Mhin said this, you knew that they cared about your safety.

Ais sighed in defeat, pulling out a cigarette and a match, “I’m going out for a smoke.” You couldn’t blame him, they’ve been arguing for the past thirty minutes. Ais walked off to the entrance of the hotel.

Seeing Ais walk off, Vere waved their fingers before sauntering off in the same direction.

“The dog went to take a walk with it’s owner. Good grief,” said Mhin.

“We still need to get this rooming situation settled. I’m sure the others won’t mind if we decided without them,” said Kuras.

He sighed, “From what I’ve observed, the best rooming pairs seems like the fox and Ais, Mhin and MC, and Leander and I. We’ll take the middle room, Mhin and MC take the left, and Vere and Ais the right. That way Mhin wouldn’t be disturbed from any unnecessary sounds at night.”

“I could live with that,” said Mhin.

Leander didn’t seem too pleased with the end-result, but he wasn’t going to complain, “Alright. Guess I get to room with the good doctor tonight. Hey, maybe we can finally get some dinner, you and I.”

“Perhaps,” said Kuras, but from his indifferent expression and hollow tone it sounded more like a no.

“Ah,” was all Leander said. You could see the cogs turning behind his eyes. Then, he pulled out a deck of cards from his pocket, “I brought cards with me. Anyone wanna play Poker in an hour or two, our room?”

You smiled, “I like Poker. Bet I could beat you,” you nudged his shoulder teasingly.

“Sure.” Leander said with a laugh, but the way he said it almost sounded…condescending? You raised your brows, but before you could fully process it, Leander had already started speaking, “Would the doctor like to join as well?”

Must’ve been my imagination.

“I suppose if you are going to play in our room, I could join for a game or two.”

Kuras reply seemed to brighten Leander’s mood from the thinly-veiled rejection for dinner a few seconds ago.

“Great! How about you Mhin!”

“I’m tired.” Mhin grabbed their bags and started heading for the elevator, ignoring Leander’s invitation. You saw Leander’s smile falter.

“I’ll try convincing them,” you whispered to Leander who gave you an appreciative smile.

You had the keys to the room, so after saying goodbye to the other two, quickly followed after your small companion.

“I’m glad I get to room with you, Mhin,” you said while waiting for the elevator with them.

Mhin huffed at your words, turning away, “Right.” In the corner of your eyes you could see their pale skin get pinker just a tad. You smiled to yourself at their reaction. You weren’t really sure what the rest of the day will entail, but at least you were able to get through the hurdle of deciding who will be your roommate.

[thithesandofferings]

How Touchstarved are they?

~A/N: Random Headcanon. Dont look at me. Came from this excerpt.

~Tags: MDNI 18+. G!Reader. Little sprinkle of Yandere (I mean its Leander come on). Fingering. Overstimming. Orgasm Denial. Everyone is a little pouty and its kinda cute.

Ais

Ais is fine touching you…but only when its on his terms. If you go out of your way to give him affection, he will freeze. And become suspicious. He's going to do all he can to not show you how affected he actually is. But despite his slight avoidance, he likes the game you play and wants to always up the stakes (Even if you have no idea that you're playing the game. You just gave him a hello in greeting). You brush his arm when asking a question, then he's backing you against the wall and kissing you until you forget your question. It was invasive anyways- he probably wasn't gonna answer it. A forehead kiss? Well you're getting fingered in the alleyway behind the bar. He'll cover your mouth cause he wants you to hear the slick sounds of your hole as he gives your g-spot the kiss it deserves. Anyways, don't do anything if you dont want the consequences.

Leander

Leander touch borders on starvation. He pulls and prods and grasps at whatever he can. He thinks he's going to lose you, and its not a sorrowful pitiful feeling. Its targeted, jealousy bleeding from his mouth to yours- and he wants everything you have. Leander borders on overstimming you at every cost. Making you sob from fucking his fingers inside you over and over. He complains that he's touch starved, but you know deep down its more than that. Hunger bleeds into his magic when he's near you. Gets him in the mood to eat you out. No he wont be done with just one or two…or three… There isnt a spell in the world that can stop him from putting his mouth on you. He's greedy and you're his. Fingerprints embedding into your hips and its a staple piece, he gets absolutely pouty when they start to fade. Doesn't ask when he bites into your shoulder hard he murmurs seemingly innocent apologies. He cant help it, he has to.

Mhin

Abhors it. Or so they say. Literally runs from touch as much as possible. At least in the beginning. Shivers wrack their body differently when you brush past them. Hides away for days when you kiss them all over their face. Rubbing your hands down their back will unfortunately get you put on your back. Legs held down and spread as they grumble about how you're too comfortable with touching them. They dont say to stop. Nor are they ever going to say they're grateful. Please do not sit in their laps, pressing up against them as you put your fingers in their hair. Mhin is going to make you stay. It's okay, be good and just take what they give you. Doesnt matter if you're the one crying by the end of it.

Vere Wait because touching means nothing to him really. He's desired by many. But one day he notices how much you mean to him. If you get him to the point of feeling safe. Well he's all over you. Hand on every part of you all the time. You're practically stuck at the hip. Mentioning it will give you a funny quip, but a murderous stare. Not above fucking you in public when someone approaches you in a way he doesn't like. Makes you sit on his cock- hand around your throat, making sure that the plebeian that even graced your presence watches as you take every inch. Gasping out his name is not enough. He wants you louder than the bar patrons bellows of laughter. Grins when he can see people trying hard not to look, the group coughing and adjusting. Just makes his hips bridge into you faster.

Kuras

Kuras has no need for touch. He seems a bit above it. But he can see that you need it. And oh…well thats interesting isn't it? How long can you go without his touch he wonders. Nonchalantly avoids you in disguise of being "busy". His eyes darkening when he can see the need for him in your eyes. Likes that you're starting to shake and even snap at him. Can't really blame him for giving up when you start to paw at his robes begging for anything he can give you. All he has to do is close his hands over yours and he can see the visceral relief in your eyes…and that does something to Kuras. Likes that you clench so tight around him, wet gasps and hiccupping tear reign supreme even over his coos of acknowledgement. Thinking maybe its unsightly for him to feel this sort of pleasure, especially when he pauses just as youre about to come. Rubbing the tears of your flushed face, hushing you. Telling you he's going to give exactly what you want. Just ask for it. Beg for it even. He wonders how far he can go next time. Wonders what you'll do if he pulled out and left you right there. Hmm. Maybe next time.

[cannikii]

Spoiled.

Ais, Vere, Kuras, Mhin, Leander x Reader

a/n: i didnt mean to post this so late omg but i got distracted so bad by crk HAHAJ sorryy!! also, requests are open

notes: ais, vere, kuras, mhin, and leander x reader (seperately), they all love to spoil you, vere is a FLIRTT, leander is basically your sugar daddy, g/n reader, not proofread SORRY!

AIS — JEWLERY

ais liked the sight of jewlery on himself. he wore earrings, rings, bracelets, anything. he wouldn’t say he loved jewlery, because honestly, he would be fine with or without it.

so he thought nothing of it when you pointed at his bracelet, asking if you could try it on. he seemed pleasantly surprised at first before he grinned, slipping it off his wrist.

“sure, sparrow. go ‘head and put it on.”

since you had just come to the town recently, you had no accessories such as jewlery at all. the bracelet on your wrist was a new look, despite the way it hung loosely due to the difference in the size of you and ais.

ais stared with curiousity, his head cocked slightly as he watched you giggle at the sight of the bracelet dangling loosely on your wrist.

“ah, it’s too big for me. here.” he barely noticed you dangling his bracelet in front of his face, and he slowly took it and placed it back on his wrist. he stared at your neck, then your arm, then your ring, making tiny notes in the back of his head.

and before you knew it, a double in your size of each and every piece of jewlery he had was in a small, pretty box that rested in your hands. he looked down at you, his grin toothy. there was a copy of his necklaces, his bracelet, his rings. all of it, just for you.

“you know, i was thinkin’ of how you looked with my bracelet on. you looked so cute, thought you’d look cute with it all, sparrow.” he grinned.

and before you could even begin to thank him, or say anything at all, his hands are reaching for the box, setting it aside. the two of you sit together in a comfortable silence as he grabs your fingers gently, slipping each ring on a certain finger so that you’ll be completely matching with him. it’s an odd sight— but its not necessarily new. ais was always gentle when it came to you. (well, as long as you wanted him to be..)

and then he slips the bracelet over your wrist- careful, yet big and rough hands against your arm. he seemed rather focused.

and then he leaned closer near your neck, his hair tickling your cheek as he clipped the necklaces around your neck. he leaned back, looking satisfied as he grinned.

“oh…” he hummed lowly, head turning to the side slightly as he looked at you, taking you all in. “hm… you almost wear them better than me, sparrow.” he teases, laughing slightly.

and from then on out, don’t be surprised when he randomly comes up to you with a new box full of jewlery, and makes you sit with him as he puts them on from you.

and hey! maybe he’ll even offer to do some piercings for you. he thinks you’d look stunning with some, and he’d be more than happy to do them himself.

VERE — CLOTHES

vere was obsessed with himself- everyone knew that! he was cocky, flirtatious, and more. he kept himself well groomed, had beautiful fashion, and had a face that was very, very hard to resist.

but when you came into his life, he had something new and beautiful to obsess over.

you were well kept (in his eyes, at least) and your face had him practically in a trance, sometimes fumbling with his teasing phrases when he would attempt to speak with you.

and he’d admire you deeply, his eyes tracing every- and i mean every single feature of you. and with that, he’d be able to imagine you just perfectly wearing clothes that he thought you would look just like a model in.

“(name),” he purred, approaching you with a sly smile, “i got something for you. please, go and put it on for me.” a bag is quickly placed in your hands, and he quickly directs you to a private area in which you can change.

and when you open the bag, your eyes are wide open, your jaw dropping. it is a gorgeous, expensive looking red dress/suit. (imagine any red dress/suit that looks cute to you!! ^^) and when you put it on, it happens to fit you quite perfectly, leaving you to question how vere knew which exact size to get.

your hands are folded and placed in front of you in a shy manner as you walk out, approaching vere. before you can even ask anything- for example, the price- he’s talking.

“oh, (name)… you look so…” he’s in a dream-like stare as his hand rests on his cheek, staring at you very intently with a grin. “why don’t you do a little spin for me, please? i want to see how it fits all of you.”

you sheepishly oblige, spinning in your new outfit that hugs you so perfectly. vere watches intently, taking the sight in with a sigh.

the sigh makes you perk up worriedly. did he think it looked bad on you? did he-

“(name),” he brings you out of your worried state, his voice like honey in your ears. “god, i could just eat you whole, you know? this looks so good on you, you don’t even know.” he grins as he makes his way to you, his hands finding his way to your hips.

and when he’s closer, you notice the color of your outfit and his hair is about the same exact thing. of course he would make it the same… his own little way of showing you off as his.

in little time, your wardrobe is piled full with clothes, and you probably bought maybe a tenth of them at most. some of the clothes are- well, were vere’s clothes that he had deemed looked better on you.

KURAS — CARE

“kuras—! it’s barely a cold, i have the smallest fever!”

he simply hums in reply, acknowledging yet completely ignoring your protests at the same time. his back is turned to you as he prepares a medicinal tea.

“kuras.” you huff, and he barely turns his head over his shoulder to face you, and you now see that he wears that awful teasing grin of his. “you know you have patients lined up outside that need your help more than i do!”

“and they can wait patiently. i have more important matters to take care of, such as nursing you back to health, dear.” he’s sweet and gentle when he talks, despite his teasing expression.

“it’s just barely a cold…” you grumble as he places the medicinal tea in your hands.

“sure, but we don’t want it to get any worse, do we now? i want you to return to well health soon. i hate seeing you ill.” he hums, hands that are surprisingly soft reaching to hold the side of your face, thumb brushing over your features.

you can protest no longer, practically melting into his touch with a deep sigh.

with kuras there, expect to never need to care for yourself, yourself!

despite his busy job, he always seems to magically make time for you. he’ll nurse you back to health if you’re sick, he will comfort you if you’re not feeling your best, he’ll cook for you… well, he’ll TRY to cook for you. and if (when) that doesn’t work, he’ll always find some delicious food at a vendor to pick up for you.

“kuras, i know you’re busy. you should probably head on to work..”

“my love. you didn’t seem like yourself today, i’d like to be with you for the day. i cannot stand seeing you feel even the slightest bit bad, you know?”

before you can protest, he continues: “i’ll stay with you because i love you and care for you dearly, (name). i’m sure the patients can wait.”

his hand finds yours, giving it a comforting squeeze. you sigh, inevitably giving in to him.

sometimes, if he were to be with you at your home, he would randomly begin to tidy up for you. he doesn’t mind it— if its for you, he would never mind it. hell, he’d do about anything as long as it would make you happy.

and in the quiet moments together when you can sit peacefully, just holding each other, it’s important for him to make sure you understand just how much he cares for you.

“id do anything for you, my dear, if you had asked. i love you.”

MHIN — PROTECTING YOU

“mhin! come on, have a drink, why don’t you?” leander grinned largely at mhin, but they were completely distracted.

their eyes had followed you as you bid your farewell and exited the wet wick, pushing out the door, seeming careless as ever. it made them tense, and they barely registered leander’s words as they stood up from their chair.

“…no. i have things to do.”

leander sighed, smiling as he shook his head. “you know… if you never let (name) outta your sight, and always protect them, how are they gonna learn to protect themself when you arent there to protect them?” he asked, cocking his head as he watch mhin.

mhin had become tense at the question, staring at leander with a glare as they scoffed. they had a lot to stay, but the only thing they were able to muster up was a “what i do doesnt concern you.” as they quickly walked out of the wet wick and went to follow you.

now, it could go two ways. mhin could straight up catch up to you, often claiming that they simply had business with you or that you guys had happened to cross paths.

that, or mhin would watch you quietly, leaving you undisturbed from their prescence (even if that would never be a disturbance for you), and from anything that would cause you any sort of harm.

if mhin let danger even come a foot within you, they would never forgive themself, even if you survived such a danger. if something like a soulless ever even touched you, they would truly never recover.

leander’s words play in their head sometimes- that if they keep protecting you like this that you will never learn to protect yourself when they aren’t there.

mhin grumbles at the thought, rolling their eyes. it’s a simple concept to them: they’ll never let you out of their sight, and they’ll never let harm come your way.

anything that dared to touch you would surely regret it.

so when a soulless jumped at you, snarling and hungry for blood, mhin was on top of it in a mere second. you were almost just barely cut by the creature, and you stumbled back, falling on your rear.

mhin could barely control their movements. after they finished off the soulless, they rushed to you, pulling you up to your feet.

before you could even muster up a “thank you” they wrapped their arms around you— one around your back, one around the back of your head.

they realized their actions just a second too late, but when they felt your shaking, fearful hands wrap around them, their grip only grew tighter.

“it’s… it’s okay, (name). i’m here. i always am. don’t be scared.”

LEANDER — MONEY

“it’s on me!”

“leander, i got it—“

“no, ma’am. i insist.”

and he’d shoot you that same shit-eating yet charming grin that made you sigh, silencing your protests. if you wanted to buy anything at all and leander was within a distance, forget about even thinking about your wallet. this man will let you buy nothing with your own money.

matter of fact, if you show the slightest interest in something, you’ll suddenly find it fully paid for and in your hands.

the amount of things you have that aren’t even bought with your own money is starting to get concerning.

when you’re sitting at the counter of his bar and you ask to start a tab for yourself, he just smiles at you, laughing in such a way that brings a heat up to your face.

“oh, sweetheart… why you even ask for a tab still is beyond me.” he would smile as he slides your drink across the table. the pet name he uses throws you off just enough to have you not deny him paying for your drink.

“leander,” you start with a sigh, “you cant just buy me everything i want, y��know..”

he cocks his head in seemingly honest confusion before he grins. “oh? but i can, (name). money isn’t something i want you to be worrying about. or spending on anything.. as long as im around, that is.”

when he sees that you have something new that he didn’t buy, he’ll even get pouty. he loves to see you with things that he bought that are now all yours.

“(name)… how’d you get this?”

“i bought it myself.”

he’d groan like a child, resting his chin on your shoulder as he talked, arms wrapped around the front of you. “(name), please. my money and i are right here always, you don’t need to be spending so much money.”

“but, it was onl-“

he shushed you, shaking his head. “i dont care if it was one cent or a thousand dollars, sweetheart. why don’t i just give you a little weekly allowance of spending money, hm? it’ll make me happy.” he smiles innocently, yet you raise an eyebrow.

“leander, i’m not your sugar baby.”

“you’re not?” the childish, teasing fake sadness in his eyes make you laugh, shaking your head.

“no, i’m not. i’m your girlfriend.”

“oh…” he trails off, grinning. “girlfriend, sugar baby… same thing, you know..?” his voice is teasing and so is his grin, yet he still looks so damn handsome.

this man will never not be spending money on you.

[bizzxis]

Kuras appreciation post because he doesn’t get enough credit for all the crap he puts up with.

Credit to this fanfic by @softagenda for inspiring the last bit!

Tilt screen for better quality and zoom

Bonus: Vere’s damage from earlier in the day

[lu-dao-writes]

— 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐧

𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 When you think you can’t celebrate your new years, your new friends make it possible.

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) Nothing much, Unnamed/Oracle reader, and reader is kinda implied to have Asian heritage, also pure fluff.

𝘼/𝙉 Happy Thai New Years! I’m so excited to post this because I finally got to write something for Songkran! The last few times I was unable to because I had nothing good to write, but this year I finally do! I do hope you guys enjoy this because this means a whole lot to me! I’ve never been able to celebrate Songkran in Thailand, but one day I hope to!🥺🙏🏼🇹🇭💦

You situate yourself in a lonely booth at the Wet Wick, watching as Leander entertains his gaggle of Bloodhounds and serves unique to questionable beverages.

Ais and Vere are chatting away at one end of the bar, lost in their own game, and Kuras is on the opposite side of the bar with an untouched drink that Leander thrusted into his hand; the doctor just smiling courteously as usual while watching everyone around him.

You begin to wonder if Mhin was here when their lithe form sits in the empty space in front of you, the couch squealing slightly from sudden weight.

Their lips are twisted in a fussy frown. “Gods it’s stuffy in here.”

“Nice to see you too,” you tease.

Mhin gives you a pointed look but their lips quirk slightly. “You look sad,” they suddenly remark, face falling back to neutrality. “Why’s that? Did some drunkard bother you?”

“No, no, it’s not that,” you assure them quickly. You then twirl your glass of water, the slowly dissolving ice cubes clinking together and the sweat of the water wetting your gloved hands.

“Where I came from, today would mark as our new years. There’d be a water festival going on and the temple would be quite busy. The water symbolizes washing away last years bad choices and karma. I… Hate that I won’t be participating this year,” you confess with a longing smile.

Mhin’s face softens, but they look away, unsure of what to say.

“You don’t have to say anything,” you assure with a light laugh. “I just wanted to be truthful. I’ll find some way to celebrate Songkran. Maybe if I’m lucky it’ll rain before it’s over.”

Mhin nods before muttering softly, “Well… Happy Songkran, (Y/N).”

You give them a warm smile, feeling beyond touched, and Mhin blushes.

“Thanks, Mhin. It really means a lot to hear that.”

They nod before clearing their throat. “Tell me more about it?”

“Well, almost everyone participated by either throwing water at each other or going to the temples. It’s just a fun event where everyone is collectively happy, unburdened for only just a while. Washing away the negativity and being with loved ones, and sharing a good meal too,” you list off wistfully.

“Gods, I miss a lot of things from home.”

You further go on to explain the foods you once used to eat, and how at the temple you used to live at, people would pour water on the monks hands and receive blessings in return. It felt nice to see their hopeful and happy spirits.

“I’m gonna go head up now before I get overwhelmed. Thanks for listening, Mhin,” you thank, getting a soft nod and mumbles from them.

You bid the others good night and tuck yourself into bed, doing your best to not long for what you once had, and not look at your wretched arms.

There was only one more day left of Songkran and each passing day you’ve become more and more depressed and moody, occasionally pulling away from the other for some space and so that you don’t ruin their moods.

You’re suddenly awoken just as you finally had managed to force yourself to sleep. Someone is lightly shaking you.

“(Y/N)…? (Y/N), wake up.”

“Leander…? What is it?” your grumble.

“Come on and get dressed. Quickly!” he urges, excitement blooming in his voice.

He pulls you up from the bed and you bite back annoyance, going behind a changing screen to dress more appropriately.

Once dressed you let Leander grab ahold of your gloved hand and pull you downstairs. You blink as the light stings your eyes and your aware that the other Bloodhounds are still in the Wet Wick, but they’re not as rowdy.

Leander has you stand at the entrance and you slowly realize it’s raining.

You blink and look at him. “I’m not following.. What’s happening…?”

Leander laughs and brings your frame into his. “Oh come on Sunshine! It’s raining! Look, Mhin told us about how around this time it’s your new years where you’re from, and me and the others planned a night of celebration for you! And we’re lucky it actually started raining!”

Your eyes widen as it sinks into your brain. Your heart races with hope and happiness. “You..?”

Leander chuckles, smiling brightly. “Vere and myself got musicians, and Ais, Mhin, and Kuras helped to get ingredients to make a few dishes you enjoyed!”

You cover your face and twist your lips to stop the trembling.

The familiar smells of food from home now hit your nose and you look back inside to see the other Bloodhounds watching with anticipating smiles and looks, and the gang at the bar, all looking pleased.

“Shit you guys, I’m gonna fucking cry!” you laugh out a sob, pinching you eyes to stop the tears.

Leander walks you to the bar and lets your take a seat. There’s curry, and a noodle dish you loved to eat, and you’re practically salivating, having skipped dinner to go force yourself to bed.

“How’d you get some of these ingredients? I haven’t been able to find any oriental stalls here!”

“We have our ways, Sparrow,” Ais winks before sneaking a glance at Kuras who looks just as pleased.

“We even managed to make that simple dessert you spoke of.”

You sweat a little, wondering if Kuras had a hand at cooking anything by himself. You look at Ais who gives you a subtle gesture of assurance.

You love Kuras, but that man was not skilled at cooking, bless him.

You relax with a sigh, thanking them all again.

Food is served to you and others and the entertainment starts up, the band skillfully playing their instruments, and even Leander joins in with a tambourine, dancing on a table.

You made sure to not eat too much, which was smart because Vere is the first to yank you into a dance.

You could hardly focus on dancing when the fox is so mesmerizing with his fluid and seductive movements, his eyes never leaving yours and that coy, yet infuriating smirk on his face.

Just as you’re getting into your groove, you’re yanked away by Mhin, separated from Vere.

Thankfully before Vere could kick up a fuss (with violence), Ais pacifies him by pulling him into an equally seductive dance.

Now that you’re with Mhin, they now seem clueless on what to do, the poor thing blushing brightly and holding your arm.

But Kuras remedies their awkwardness by initiating a dance. Soon your passed between them both, feeling exhilarated and still a little shy.

The rain outside becomes a bit louder and you pause. When you glance at them both, they understand your need.

Kuras helps guide you through the dancing bodies of others, Mhin glued at your back, hand gripping your shirt tightly.

Once at then entrance of the Wet Wick, you step out into the downpour, feeling a wave of nostalgia as you become drenched.

The music is still loud and you glance back at Kuras and Mhin.

Mhin looks a little guilty as they decide to stay put and you’re not upset.

Kuras shrugs and steps out to join you, the both of you continuing your dance, although this time it’s far more sillier as you hold hands and swinging each other around and then trying to do a waltz, you squealing when he dips you effortlessly.

“Hey, there you are!” It’s Leander and he happily joins in the rain, stealing you from Kuras and twirling you around, you laughing happily.

And shortly after, Ais arrives, and you’re once more passed between your dance partners.

Then Leander starts a water fight, using his magic to splash you and Ais, the both of you doing your best to retaliate with your feet.

Kuras is protected from any splashes, likely using his wings, and Vere and Mhin remain at the entrance, safe from the rain and threatening Ais and Leander to not even think about getting them wet.

“Cowards!” Leander mocks playfully before getting tripped by Ais, and you clutch your stomach as you all but die with laughter before eventually trying to get back at Ais for his attack on Leander.

In the end, you both end up on the ground and in their hold, still giggling and overwhelmed into happy tears.

“Thanks so much, you guys! This means the fucking world to me, and I won’t ever forget it!” your promise, flashing them a wonderful and bright smile.

And each one of them gives you an adoring smile in return, making you feel all warm and fuzzy.

“Happy Songkran, (Y/N)!”

[trappolia]

such a sucker for doomed religious devotion in media that i’ve begun to manifest them in the touchstarved cast. leander and mc are teetering on the edge of unhealthy co-dependence with the reverence mc has for leander for being the only person they can touch freely (salvation, perhaps?) and leander soaks up their doe-eyed gaze like a drug.

ais has only ever known the being he shares a vessel with as the closest thing to divinity despite the fact that that, while it provides him power and protection, is undoubtedly not— and comes face to face with mc, a person afflicted by such a nasty curse and yet so, so good, and suddenly he’s reminded that there are genuine good things in the world besides that of his own creation.

mhin is afflicted with their own curse, nearly forgetting their humanity while playing vigilante in the dead of the night, and then suddenly brought forth a mirror image of themselves: cursed, hurt, and yet mc is not as bitter as them, mc still has hope— not just for themselves but for mhin, and they don’t know what to do with something like that’s so good, so hopeful.

and god, vere; he's had people throw themselves at his feet before, but there is something that is so pure and genuine about mc's fondness for him. not devotion, and gods forbid he dares to call it love (it sounds like a confession, like admitting to his own weakness), but the way they hold his face in their hands, the way they curl against the curve of his spine even when he sleeps with his back to them after sex. he thinks about the people who once revered him as a god, wonders if this will one day be a satisfactory replacement to it.

kuras, kuras, kuras. fallen from the heavens and damned to love his father's dying people for the rest of his immortal days. religion is no mystery to him — he is perhaps the only one to truly understand the depth of it — and yet again and again, he finds himself doomed to the same star-crossed love. he knows how this will end. he's seen it through before. only this time, he knows it will be you he will lose in the end.

[eggless391]

his boyfriend

lil Vere sketch