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l0pp0 · 3 years

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hi bestie how dead is this blog on a scale of 10-10 LMFAO/lh its just so funny to me

BESTIE IVE BEEN HAVIN AN ATTACK FOR PAST HJAKAKWKSKLWWK MONTHS all I do is rot and read fan fiction so I’d say 100 🤩 will I write again?? No one knowwsssa (just kidding I have a copious amount of hcs and fanfic never released someone send help)

#👾.loppospeaks #bestie please I have no concept of time #I blink for ONE second and it’s summer #I like reading ur headcannons even if I have no clue what’s going on #everyone go follow them rn!!#do it!! the foods so warm and tasty !!

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Not a request, just wanted to say to take a break if u need to and don’t overwork yourself!!

yeah speaking of this I’m really, really sorry but I will be taking a week break !! My studies are very intense right now and I ashamed to say I will have to take a short hiatus. I will be back right on the dot, don’t worry! Just a week for me to catch up and such, thank you all for your time!

#👾.loppospeaks #I tried to scream #But my head was under writers block

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Gomen !! I will not be posting today because I really, really to you catch up on some stuff : [ Don’t worry, normal schedule will ensue but fordsy I’m taking a small break. Apologies

｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

#👾.loppospeaks

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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how do you make it so it says “continue reading” on ur blogs 🤲🤲😞

Tumblr on computer/laptop, make a

space where ya wanna put a keep reading, then a plus sign in a circle will appear on the space, click the icon, there will be a grey “...” icon on that same space, click then boom keep reading

#👾.loppospeaks

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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hello!! I'm so in love with ur writing,,,,can i request joseph, and mary's (seperately) S/O coming out as nonbinary to them?

SORRY THIS CAME OUT LATE DUM DUM BRAIN BUT IM STILL ON SCHEDULE WONWOO YEAH YEAH @marysimp imagine simping for French people😳 couldnt be me 😰

Joseph/Mary Romantic H/Cs

nyanbinary s/o

𝕁𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕡𝕙

•At first, he didn’t know what non-binary was. As he was raised with only male and female.

•He’d need to be educated, hard. You don’t fit with the binary genders and that’s alright! But you’d need to explain it to him.

•In the grand scheme of things, he wouldn’t care that much. You are not male or female? That is alright with him, you are his s/o and he loves you for your personality not what’s in your pants.

•Though Joseph is extremely protective of you, that goes without saying. He isn’t losing another loved one, not today not tomorrow.

•If he heard anyone mis-gender you, he would be pissed to hell and back. After a thorough education, he would accept your gender identity without hesitation. It’s a bit new to him, but whatever makes you feel the most comfortable.

•If a survivor mis-gendered you, he would slug them infront of a rocket chair. He knows he can chair them but they don’t deserve that.

•If you really struggled with gender dysmporhia/presenting androgynous, he would try his best to make you feel better. He doesn’t have the best idea on how to help, but he will give you his clothes because “they do not have a binary sex, I am simply giving my lover something nice to wear”.

•As long as you can listen to his passionate words, Joseph cares not what gender rumbles in your head. （＾ν＾）

𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕪

•When you come out as nyanbinary, she completely understands.

•She has heard the term before and is 100% okay with and support your gender identity.

•Immediately she’ll thank you for telling her, and respect your privacy if you don’t want others to know.

•She’ll arrange a bouquet of flowers in the flag’s colors (once you show her said flag) to put in your room.

•Mary is also a protective of you and won’t tolerate sh!t when people mis gender you, she will 1) confront them respectfully and scold them. and 2) use her glass shard to rip up one their b tier skins.

•Mary will make sure no one will get away with misgendering you. She shows you off a lot but when she hears one of her fellow hunters call you the wrong pronouns? Passive aggressively shows you off with an emphasis on your pronouns while making direct eye contact with the person who misgendered you. “Isn’t my 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 so aesthetically pleasing? Why, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 are just so gorgeous.”

•If you’re struggling with gender dysmorphia, then not to worry! Mary would use her fashion and make up expertise to give you a totally androgynous look.

•She never wants you to feel insecure about your gender, so she’ll sing constant praises into your ears whenever you feel low about it.

•No matter how you present yourself, Mary would always give you kisses no matter what. （＾∇＾）

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Hello !! Please excuse all the spam today hhh but a friend of mine just made a blog !! And this is their blog !! Please send them an ask when you have the time :]

Is that my least favorite Hastur simp??/j hello I would like to request the eldritch god with their s/o on Valentine’s Day! Like what they would do together n such 👾

Omg is that my least favorite Tracy muse?? /j

Valentines with The Feaster{Hatsur}

{GN/NB s/o!!}

SFW

- Hatsur has never had someone else to spend a human holiday with, nor has he ever given it thought. So this is new to him!!

- He forgets human holidays often, none have ever affected him, nor to spend with so he’s taken back by the sudden gifting!

- Hatsur won’t truly show it but he’s more than flattered by your gifts, and finds it cute how happy you get. However he’s now asking Yidhra for assistance to gift you back, this is new to him!! Be patient!

- No lie the god is also probably easy to mistake the holiday, so at first he thinks it’s some prank or he did something wrong.

- Sure, he doesn’t need food but happily allows you to feed him the chocolates you gifted him, long as he gets to cook you dinner and feed you some homemade chocolates! {They’re a fruit fudge! Pomegranate!!}

- He does every romantic thing he can recall, and when he’s cooking he makes sure you aren’t alone so there’s a tentacle constantly nudging at your face as a way of giving kisses, it’s also the one day he uses his human form for, only for your eyes however, especially the tentacle kisses♥️

- Hatsur lives to not only see you safe but just as happy, so he refuses to let you go without a few laughs from you, today, you’re his priority, also his chosen/prophet, how else would you see his human side?

NSFW

{PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!}

{CW/TW: None}

- He only allows it if you request, otherwise he never presses or asks himself, he finds no true use of it but he does enjoy watching your face.

- Hatsur is always gentle upon your word, it’s the one time you’ll have complete word over him, and he doesn’t mind one bit.

- Tease much? He never lets you instantly have what you ask, not without him having a little fun at least.

- No use for rope, that’s what he uses his tentacles for of course.

- Hatsur is known to use his tentacles for multiple other purposes, he can even easily manipulate them to his needs, and if you ask nicely, he’ll hold either form for you, human or not. It’s your day after all!

- Expect extreme aftercare, you’re one of few he will drop almost anything/everything for, meaning he sits and bathes you, and the next day spoils you with breakfast in bed. Soft or rough session, his aftercare will last for quite a while till he deems you cared for completely.

- Bubble bathes are a must, he even includes little soft dreams, memories, etc in them via his ability. When you wake up the next day there’s even a batch of flowers by your bedside that Emma helped him with.

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Requests are closed! Thank you all for sending me your super cool submissions!

#👾.loppospeaks #Send me a request while my inbox is closed and I’ll say bye bye to that faster than you can ask how many hours of sleep I got ;9 #hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahah #points and laughs #peak humor

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Joseph dies /j

(this is a joke this never happens don’t get upset @ me 😞😞)

#👾.loppospeaks #guys peepaw fucking died what #how #whomst????#this is a rlly shitty doodle I’m sorry #also every time I get mad please knwo it’s a joke I’m not actually upset !!!#Joseph died from being too short #canon 100% sources: guys trust me #can we revive him #YO CAN BE NECROMANCE JOESHORT #YOOOOOOO GUYS LETS BRING BACK PEEPAW YOOOOO

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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lopppooo sammaaa 🙀🙀 can i pweaaasee request a hastur x octopus!reader 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I'm just swuuccchh a simp for them tentacles 😩😩

- ur wittle pogchamp 🥺🥺🥺

(for ur sake THIS IS A JOKE I SWEARR unless you actually wanna make this 😳)

I hate you so much/j Ik posting this right as I make it because I’m fueled with nothing but pure spite for you @marysimp Fuck u no cute header because if I have to spend another 15 minutes re-drawing the same red tenactle I’ll cry

Hastur Romantic Headcannons

Octopus s/o

•At first when Hastur met you... He was really confused.

•Some one has tentacles just like him? In this manor? In this economy?

•He wouldn’t go up to you immediately, but everytime he saw your tentacles in action his mind would buzz with questions.

•How did they work? Could you regrow them? Are you apart of an occult? Did you always have tentacles?

•Once you guys got close enough, he would invite you for tea to spill all of his questions.

•Hastur has lived for so long, feeding his curiosity and growing his knowledge is how he spends his time. So getting to know you would be his greatest knowledge of all.

•If you were a survivor, he would purposely miss his attacks on you and give you the dungeon. Oh no you are one of two last survivors alive? Oh noooo he’s missed you and has to pursuer the other survivorrrrrr.

•But if you’re a hunter? He would ADORE going in duo hunters matches with you. He loves the look of despair on the survivors faces when they realize they’re matched with you both.

•Outside of matches though, he would love to hold you hand while your respective tentacles held hands. Double hand holding !!

•If you were more aquatic though, he wouldn’t mind. No matter what in lakeside village, he would always leave you alone in the water areas while he pursued other survivors. He understands you feel more connected to the sea.

•His favorite thing is when you two cuddle and it’s a mess of your respective tentacles holding eachother. Yes, it’s quite a mess but he gets to be more intimate with you.

•Tentacles or not, Hastur loves you for you （＾∇＾）

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Snip snap my requests are back (request open !! Gimme ur worst !!)

#👾.loppospeaks

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Haii Haii, can u do a (fluff) Wu Chang or Antonio x Reader? :3 like they cuddle in a snowy night or smthn,, anything will do! ^^ I love your writing sm<33

Hii !! I’m doing headcannons because I don’t have the energy right now to do any fics ;; My hands are cold, could I hold yours to warm them up?

Antonio Romantic

H/Cs

snowed in

•The maps and outside of the manor are completely shut tight with snow and ice, so you could only hang around inside the manor.

•Gonna be honest, he would love to stay in bed just cuddling.

•His hands are so,so cold but wrapped around your body they warm up to 100 degrees.

•If you wanted to play outside with the snow, he wouldn’t object. He’d just request to not spend t o o much time with the ice as he gets sick easily.

•When he goes outside in ultra

cold temperatures, he wears layers. It’s so cold !! And he vulnerable to illness.

•When you two are done playing with the snow, he would wrap you up and cuddle you.

•He’ll love to play you a melody that enhances the winter feel to the snow. The kisses of frozen clouds rain down and he gets to spend indoors with your company.

•With the moon outside window though, he’d prefer to be in bed with you.

•He’s extremely dramatic, he’ll complain to you that he’s ice cold and can only warm up with your kisses and snuggles.

•Antonio would LOVE to just have you on his chest sleeping as he just look at your face.

•He’d compose an entire music piece to remember that night, even tho it mayb be a small memory, it’s so he can play that for you for nostalgia

•Even with the freezing weather outside, Antonio would want to spend every minute with a hottie like you \(//∇//)\

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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Writing inspiration is hard ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ so forgive me if I post a self indulgent fic or something similar in the near future

#👾.loppospeaks #also #after tomorrow’s post #I’ll be opening inbox !!#a doodle will be there as notification ofc #does anyone even like my doodles #anyways #self indulgent Andrew fic probably #upupupupupupupypupup (monokuma)#when ppl add comments when they te log #AWWOOOOGAAAAAA #to anyone that reads my tags #I’m so sorry for you mental health

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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The Hastur fic,,, hand it over

To my cherished friend that I wrote this for, I am still judging you slightly for your tastes but I hope this makes up for the lack of Hastur content on this website. I’d be convinced your a god because of your celestial good looks (≧∀≦)

Cw: none Word count: 1k words

Grow Old

Hastur X Hunter!NB!reader

He’s aged.

Hastur, the eldritch god. An old soul, a tired soul. He’s aged so much. He’s seen the people they’ve cared for grow old and perish. They’ve seen the flowers they’ve loved flourish and wilt into ash.

He doesn’t feel old, he doesn’t have an age. All he knows is that he’s had a front row seat to evolution of the world and humanity. Despite unaware of his numerical years, his mind is a flickering flame one puff from turning into smoke.

The manor, oh how the manor is his entertainment. But the same thing everyday is so full. Wake up, do a match, hurt people, you don’t want to hurt them but you have to. You have to, you have to, you have to.

How long can he spin in such a circle of repetition? With the sound of teasing snickering when he gets kites, when his opponents clap after he gets pallet stunned; you could feel the rotten eye bags under his floating pupils. It’s all so tiring but what can you do as a god? What can you do when you know you’ll outlive those you care about with such a long life span?

Hastur’s days were boring and clawed a hole in his head untill his thoughts were nothing but a void. It was all a fuzzy memory until he saw your face.

New survivors came and new annoyances germinated. Yet when the large wooden door pf the manor slammed with pride, he wasn’t expected you. A hunter? No button eyes, no new ability to counter? Another co-worker/associate?

He wanted to know you, to make a good impression. To possibly make a friend in this hell-scape of a prison. He consoled Yidhra, a fellow god, about his issues. With a knock on Dream Witch’s door, he hopes for a satisfactory answer.

“Oh why bother~ How can you guarantee that they won’t run away, hmmm~?” Yidhra inquires, a snap of her snake tongue resulting in a hissing noise. The two figures were seated in her room, the atmosphere in a cold sweat for Hastur. Yidhra was the only person he could safely say he was on somewhat good terms with. They both weren’t not liked to the fullest among-st their fellow hunters, so a solidarity was formed between them.

She slithers out of her custom made seat to approach her fellow celestial being. Hastur felt a clawed hand pat at his back. The snake person hissing, “Still, you should make an effort, Hastur. They are not many that like our kind~ it would do you good to make an ally, a friend” as she exited the suffocating room. The sound of wood shuffling following quickly behind her.

His eyes squint at the thought, but nonetheless he knew that she was correct. You seemed so kind, so interesting. Perhaps you could make his days a bit more entertaining?

Oh but you looked so lovely, a bit handsome, a bit beautiful. Hastur wanted to know your skills, what your abilities are, but most importantly he wanted to know you. Not the superfical facts about your favorite color, but the small created details in the corners of your mind.

The moon crept onto the sky sooner than he expected, the stars whispering him sweet dreams. As he drifted off the sleep he couldn’t help but speculate, would you accept his efforts into your affections? Inquires about any chance of good impression on you filled his head as he lost himself to slumber. He can’t help but do much to create questions and answers to his thought with his age.

He didn’t notice, but everyone else did. Recently, his movements were less sluggish, his words a smudge more vibrant. More effort was put into his matches, you could see a bead of sweat on the button eyed prey whenever they have to kite the tentacle persona.

To him, it was just nice change of things, just trying a little for a bit. He’s mellowed out, but his tentacles and attacks getting harder and harder to avoid. Survivors not even getting the chance to clap or tease in any way, only focused on not being chaired.

Weeks have passed since you’ve joined the manor. Yet when you got a terror shock in the basement, or a perfect use of your given abilities he can’t help but feel proud. Oh how Hastur wants to go up and pet you on the head with his hand. His claws are sharp like knives but he would be wary not scathe you. He watched from the sidelines of your matches but today he would attack alongside you.

It’s a duo hunters match, he was scheduled for it days in advance. He was expecting Yidhra as usual to be his partner this match, yet it was... you? You smiled fondly at him, telling him how you two would achieve a full team swipe. He writhes in his chair, unsure how you aren’t shifting awkwardly in his presence.

Were you not afraid of him? Not terrified? How could you sit in your chair so contently while the chatter of survivors fill both your ears. Yet despite the loud talking behind you both, he just heard your voice like it was on a speaker.

Your melodic voice filling his senses, calming him, telling him that he’s gonna do a good job. As both prepare, his vision fades to black and he looks around him to be greeted by dark green colors and the sound of water.

Lakeside village, a mental air horn quakes as he pursues his first target. With a swipe of his tentacles and a Yelp of pain he feels rush of motivation; of vigor. He doesn’t know where you are, but somehow, somehow he knows you’re gonna do amazing. He hasn’t spoken to you besides small talk amongst corridors, but your voice, your presence, your everything makes him believe it’s worth getting out of bed for one more day.

The entire match felt like an ascension. His terror-shocks, his hits, his heart warming whenever he saw you across the map. He felt like a survivor next to you, so small with his heart beating a million miles a minute. He knows he can’t just talk to you mid-match but your smile and thumbs up made him wish the match lasted forever.

Post-match, his limbs are tired and shake with exhaustion. He hasn’t played like that in months, he never made such an effort before to win. But playing aside you, WITH you, seeing your praise made him want to blush.

No, no he doesn’t have lips. He doesn’t have a face or smooth hands or a set pair of eyes you can look into but he wants you. You never gave him a disgusted glance, never an obvious whisper of derogatory words in his way, never a spit in his direction. It was shocking really, he can’t smile he can’t blush, but mentally, mentally he is yearning for your embrace.

The rush of adrenaline being by your side, even if it was only one match, he would beg to replay that match for as-long as he lived.

He knows so much about the world, he could tell you ever bug, every plant, every animal on the face of the planet. Yet he couldn’t tell you about love. He’s not sure if he could confront you about the festering red rose Bush in his heart for you.

He may be aged, but maybe just maybe... He can grow older with you loving him at his side.

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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E M B A H L HAKSJSKSNKSN Pls I make so many spelling mistakes but u cannot escapes or the embahl 😈😈😈 anyways aesop has my heart soul and liver <3

Hello!and congrats on getting 100 followers you deserve it,you deserve more! Also much loves from me 💓❤️,could i ask for headcanon aesoup with a clingy reader?

Aesop with a clingy reader !

I’m not the best at writing Aesop, but I’ll try my best ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ. This is gender neutral, as always (since it wasn’t clarified which gender in the ask).

requested by: @chocolateit !!

- you’d have to be in a serious relationship with Aesop for him to accept you’re cliginess back. He’d probably think it’s weird, or wondering why you’re accepting him with open arms, in the beginning.

- however, before I continue, you shouldn’t expect the same type of affection you give him and Aesop to “have the same energy.”

- Although, Aesop would probably give you little headpats and occasionally hold your hand. He’d also embahl you every match you’re in together, no matter what position you play. It’s his own way of showing his appreciation and love for you.

- he likes you touching him. I mean, he won’t admit it but he does. As long as you’re not overbearing, Aesop is usually fine with the affection you give him.

- since Aesop isn’t use to such affection, he’d probably be a little sensitive to it. Due to that, he blushes a lot.

- secretly, sometimes, Aesop has a desire for yoh to keep being as clingy as you are to him. If you’re not the best at words and wording, it shows him how much you love him.

- Aesop gives you a lot of head pats, as a way to try to make up for his “lack” of attention to you. (He’s just trying to show he cares.)

- constantly lies about whether he truly likes you touching him. Just don’t overdo it and make sure he’s alright with whatever you do.

- Aesop likes his face being held. You may think it’s not much, but he just likes it. In a way, it’s comforting without overdoing it.

It was a hard match against Luchino and, by sacrificing yourself for Emily, you got a tie. However, unlike the other person who got sent back to the manor, you bled out before surrending. Luchino couldn’t find you. After that round, you were injured dearly. While the survivors and hunters don’t have a good relationship, truly, Luchino felt bad for you. Aesop, of course, didn’t allow Luchino into the room, however. Although you reassured him that you’re fine, while trying to fake the amount of pain you were in, Aesop never believed you. Finally the doctor, Emily, left leaving you and Aesop alone in your room.

While Aesop didn’t talk much about what had happened between you and Luchino, the black haired man wrapped your, thick, blanket around your body (as if, he was putting you inside of a coffin!). While you were rapped up like a burrito, Aesop silently reached your head and slowly patted it. Occasionally, he’d softly touch your cheak. The man very slowly mumbled, “I’m glad you’re alright, [ Name ].” Before you, slowly, drifted on to sleep

#👾.loppospeaks #this is to embarass u/lh /hj #identity v #identity v x reader #idv #idv hcs #/reader #idv headcanons #idv imagines #x reader #idv aesop #identity v aesop #idv embalmer #I am cackling like a witch rn

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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to the anon that asked me to release the fic, I am both going to kiss you on lips and slap your wrist because this is a c r a c k f i c

#👾.loppospeaks #I mean I tried on it #so it’s decent but #I both look forward and fear people’s comments on it #will I get anons crying in my inbox ?#Maybe a death threat ?#or nothing at all ?#I’ll never know and I look forward to the gamble of unknown reactions

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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hi lol *writes 1k word Hastur fic in under an hour cutely*

#👾.loppospeaks #why am I here #I hate that I’m proud of it on the down low #it’s for a friend #I love him so much/p but why did I put effort into this #friend if you’re reading this frick u #this should not have taken me this little time #if I get enough people asking for it in my inbox I’ll release the Hastur fic #Hastur POV #they’re like no writing of him that I’ve seen #So gotta feeds those rare simps that are monster fuckers #If you simp for Hastur I am judging you #but only a little #idv #idv hastur #crying in the club #by enough I mean like one #if one person asks me to release the fix I will

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l0pp0 · 3 years

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antonio pretty 😡😡😡... antonio with an s/o who always plays with his hair? bonus 😏 : s/o likes to put little funky hair accessories just about everywhere in da hair...

Sorry it’s short ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ Ive got one more request left so I’m super duper pumped to open my inbox again !! Are you alcohol? Because I’m drunk with love ( ´∀｀)

CW: none Word Count: 763

My galaxy

Antonio x gn!reader

Soft cushions push back your fall as you collapse on your bed. The embrace of your blankets comfort you but never will be as warm as his arms. Yet you not yearn for his warmth but his touch.

Nose buried deep in your pillows, smelling faintly of how he did when you two cuddled the previous night. Antonio, the violinist, was currently in a match. Know not how long it’ll be till he returned but you wish for his arrival to be soon.

Sinking more and more into the whispers of luring you to dreams beyond comprehension, a loose knock is heard across the room. A few sluggish, hesitant knocks heard from your door. An immediate thought as of who could be the culprit fo such tiredness, you jump up from the padding of your bed.

One step after another you quickly open the door to raise your head high to meet his eyes. Antonio stood awkwardly in the hallway to your room, shifting around but drowsy and limp.

Voice no more than a mere mutter, he explains how his match took longer than expected, and how the survivors were of utter annoyance to chair. You invite the tall man into your chamber, to your comfort. He accepts without hesitation to the future of him being engulfed by your warmth.

With a click of a switch behind you, the door closes. Antonio follows behind you like a lost dog. His hair messy, smelling one bit of sweat, and muscles incredibly sore. A loose smile is still remains on his face, but it is safe to assume his match was far from pleasant.

You both sink into your bed, the space finally feeling completed now your lover has joined you. His hair flown astray and his arms hugging your torso. Antonio had his head tucked into your shoulder, a quick rare sight to see. It was far from often when he proposed to cuddle, so you do your best and listen to what he has to say.

Your hands fly through his silky hair like scissors through paper. Antonio groans yet he only nuzzles his bed further in the crook of you neck. Through your fingers twirls his dark locks as he hums in approval. No longer ranting, Antonio just rests quietly as he recharges.

With a twirl of you finger, you play with his hair. Your nails visible in a sea of black strands. You don’t tug, but braid little pieces together before unbraiding the bunch. Antonio snickers to himself and questions how you find his hair so entertaining. Who could blame you? He’s simply too cute not to mess around with, just a little playfulness as a treat.

At the bedside drawer, you fish out several different hair clips. A bit tacky and not all matching, you place the clips in his hair. In your palm cluster the clips on all different sizes and colors. Though a majority place as little stars and singular music notes. Clipping his bangs back to see his eyes. Antonio, tired but still awake, smiles as you softly. His face in full view, he hides in your chest once more.

Embarrassed by the subtly but sudden gather, he pushes a bit to kiss you on the lips. His hair scattered with little stars and planets. Time slips form your fingers like wet soap but it’s more than welcomed. Sleep snatches you in subtle steal. As your body submits to rest, you eyes peer down to your beloved. His beautiful hair emphasized by the various clips you’ve hidden within it.

If he was the stars to your space, then you were his moon. Hidden behind the scenes but no less as glorious as the sun. Although ignored by those with shallow taste, you were still celestial and someone many should look up to.

You shone bright alongside him in your shared perfect little galaxy.

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