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#He’s actually cuddly only to those he trust fully
buuggerz · 2 years
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💀NICO DI ANGELO AND TOUCH✨
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i have so many thoughts on this please if you want more of these let me know cause i can go on forever
Nico di angelo Being touch averse to people bc of trauma, abandonment issues, trust issues ect ect..
Nico di Angelo actually craving touch but thinking he doesn’t deserve it, especially from those he cares about.
Nico di Angelo Only being comfortable with casual touch once he 100% trusts people
Nico initiating Physical affection/Casual touch once he’s 100% completely comfortable around people.
Nico going only to those he trust for physical affection like hugs and support when he’s overstimulated or having a rough day- because he feels safe with them
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loveandmurders · 8 months
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Not sure if this is where requests go, don't do it often, but would love a part 2 for Ya ain't love me, Bo needs some lovin 💗
No rush or anything,just thought I'd ask
Hello love, thank you so much for having requested another part for this <3 In the end I wrote quite a bit and there will be 4 parts in total.
Hope you'll enjoy &lt;3
You can find part 1 here.
YA AIN'T LOVE ME YET - PART II (female reader x Bo Sinclair)
Warnings: no proof reading, obsessive!Bo, mentions of murders and violence, non consensual relationship (no sexual abuse), angst.
It was the first time in weeks you had been able to sleep without being tied up and you enjoyed freely moving around in the bed, even if Bo’s arm stayed wrapped around you the whole time. The man had fallen asleep with a little smile on his face. He was happy you were finally playing into his game and you were finally giving him a chance. He knew that if he was good enough you would forget about your dead ex boyfriend and about running away from him. He was certain everything was going to be alright from now on. It had to be or he would fully lose it.
At the same time, he knew he would need to agree on some rules with you so he could trust you. He wasn’t naïve enough to believe you weren’t going to try and escape at the first occasion. And it would kill him. He wasn’t certain he deserved love and happiness, because of the monster he truly was, but he still needed it more than anything. 
He snuggled against you, his face into the crook of your neck. Your scent was appeasing him so much. He woke up before you and watched you in his arms. You almost looked at peace too, and it was only making him hope even more. He thought how beautiful you were, such an angel in his embrace, and he started to play with your hair. He could have stayed like that forever. Actually, if you had wanted, he would have happily agreed to stay in bed all day with you. He couldn’t stop himself from quietly kissing your face. He was trying his best to be soft and tender. He wanted to prove to you that he wasn’t just a broken and angry man. He would do anything you would want from him, as long as you didn’t try to run away from him. You didn’t know you were his, and you didn’t realise it yet, but he was yours as well. It was scaring him a little, but there was nothing he could do to fight off the infatuation he felt for you.
You started to stir up, and for a moment, it felt like you were back in your previous life with your previous boyfriend. But you didn’t recognise his scent nor his touch. You fully remembered what was happening when you heard Bo’s voice whispering a gentle “goo’mornin’” against your cheek.
You hated his touch so much, but you knew you needed to be smart, so you didn’t push him away. And when he tilted your head for a kiss, you didn’t jerk away. You even answered the kiss back, which made him smile against your lips. He seemed rested and relaxed, like you had never seen him before. And you hated it too. You didn’t want to give him what he wanted, but it was your only chance to escape. You needed him to fully let his guards down. He stroked your cheek and you kissed his palm, like you used to do with the man you loved. It was easy to reproduce those gestures you knew by heart; it was simply making you want to throw up. Bo’s smile widened and his eyes lit up.
“Cuddly in the mornin’, ain’t we?” he commented and his words stabbed you in the chest because your now dead boyfriend used to call you a “cuddly kitten” when you were loving on him in the morning. You simply shrugged. “We need to agree on some rules” Bo continued as he settled on his back and brought you against his chest.
“What rules?” you asked with a raised eyebrow as you moved your hand on his torso
“Simple ones. One: for the moment, ya ain’t leavin’ the house, except if ya’re with me. Two: ya ain’t tryin’ to get people to “save” ya and ya ain’t tryin’ to run away. Three: ya start talkin’ to me.” he said.
“I start talking to you? What about?” you hummed, confused by the last rule.
“‘Bout what ya wanna from me to be a good boyfriend to ya” he explained without looking at you. It seemed it was embarrassing him to be so straightforward about his own desires and needs, but he wanted things to work out. He was certain you were the love of his life, so he couldn’t screw this up. You wanted to tell him that a “good boyfriend” wouldn’t kill people, but you knew he wouldn’t like those words so you stayed silent instead, which made him sighed. You looked up at him and he cupped your face in one hand. “It starts now” he hummed with a little frown. It was obvious Bo didn’t like being disobeyed, even by you, so you nodded.
“What am I allowed to do in the house?” you asked
“Anythin’ ya wanna. Just don’t go into the basement. It’s Vinny’s place, ya know it. Otherwise, ya can even redecorate the whole place if it can cheer ya up” he said as he leaned to brush your noses together “I’d like to see your smile again” he confessed and you had to admit it surprised you
“How so?” you heard yourself say
“When ya arrived, ya were a ray of sunshine, always laughin’ and smilin’. Just miss it” he murmured
“You killed my people” you coldly replied, before you could stop yourself, and you tried to get up but Bo was stronger than you. He forced you against his chest as he hummed in thought.
“Shouldn’t ya be happy I saved ya then?” he replied, he sounded a little bit annoyed now, but it was because he had hoped for another answer from you, he had hoped you would have seen how much he wanted you to be happy by his side.
“You could have let all of us go” you said back
“Nah, couldn’t do that; I need ya here” he kissed the top of your head
“That’s why you killed him” you murmured, your throat tight like always when you were thinking about your boyfriend. You wanted to cry, but you couldn’t do that in the arms of the man who murdered him.
“He wasn’t good enough for ya anyway. I mean he didn’t notice when I kidnapped ya, and he wasn’t strong enough to protect ya.” Bo defended his action, tightening his hold on you. He wasn’t too happy to talk about your ex boyfriend. He wanted to pretend he had never existed.
“Oh and you are strong enough to protect me?” you asked, trying not to sound too bitter or harsh but Bo heard it
“I’m a killer, baby. The safest place’s by my side.” he groaned and you let escape such a broken and sad laughter that it felt like a dagger piercing through his heart. It wasn’t the laughter he had needed to hear more than anything. His rising anger instantly died down in his chest to be replaced by pure sadness. He forced a kiss on your mouth to make you stop. You didn’t have the strength to answer it but you didn’t try to break it either.
“I’m scared of you. You killed the people I loved, with the help of your family. You are forcing me to stay in your house. You even kept me tied up in your bed for weeks. And I should believe that I’m safe with you?” you asked
“Ya are. Ya just ain’t seein’ it yet” Bo simply replied. “I promise ya, baby. Ya’re safe here, and I’ll make ya happy. One day, ya’ll even forget that any of those people ever existed, especially that man you used to kiss. Now all your kisses are mine, and only mine.” he possessively whispered to you.
But not my smile. You thought.
Bo finally got up and went to work. After last night and the way he had been able to cuddle with you in the morning, he had believed that things would go more smoothly with you but it wasn’t fully the case yet. At least you were letting him kiss, hell you were even answering his kisses. And you weren’t going to run away anymore for the moment. He was certain things were finally getting better, even if he still needed to be patient with you.
You freely wandered into the house, and Vincent checked on you a few times. Bo told him about the new rules, so the masked twin didn’t try to stop you from walking around. You fully discovered the place and you wondered how the boys could live in a house that seemed so out of time. Everything was so old, and some rooms were really dirty. At first, you told yourself it wasn’t your job to take care of a house that wasn’t even yours. But in the end, you just couldn’t stand not doing anything about it. You were bored out of your mind and you thought that cleaning up might help you feel better, and make this house more bearable for you. You started with the kitchen because there was no way you would keep eating food coming from somewhere that wasn’t completely cleaned. Vincent was a little bit surprised to see you doing the dishes and then sanitising every surface of the room, but he didn’t complain.
At the end of the day, you had done the kitchen and the living room. It felt like the house was all new and a lot more liveful. When Bo entered the house, with Lester, they both stopped in their tracks in surprise. They looked around, shocked. You heard the front door so you quickly joined them in the entrance.
“New rules guys, you remove your fucking shoes from my cleaned up floor” you pointed at their boots and they both looked at you in pure bewilderment. Bo felt warmth spreading inside his chest at the idea of you taking possession of his house so he quickly obeyed and he elbowed his kid brother for him to do the same.
You went back into the kitchen, satisfied with them.
You were so tired that day that you fell asleep in Bo’s arms without a fight and Bo rested with a smile on his lips. He would have enjoyed some cuddles, but he liked how he didn’t need to force you to rest against him.
You spent the whole week cleaning up the house. You decluttered it and you often asked for help from Vincent when you needed to move a piece of furniture around or when you wanted him to agree for you to throw away something that had been rotting for decades in a drawer. The boys truly enjoyed it, and it allowed you to stop thinking about the mess you were in. You also started to enjoy the place a lot more now and you knew it like the back of your hand, which could help when it would be time to escape. Plus, you were too tired at night to even have to cuddle with Bo, so it was really a win-win situation, even if a part of yourself was truly hating you were playing the angel of the house for them. At least, you weren’t making food; Bo was always the one making it and it was better than you wanted to admit it.
The three brothers praised you for your hard word, and you were a little bit surprised by how genuine they sounded. It was true that every time you asked Vincent’s help, he had always let go of whatever he was doing downstairs, to come to you (you were knocking at his basement door when you needed something, so you didn’t have to go down). Bo couldn’t stop himself from kissing your cheeks and shoulders. He loved how domestic it felt to be in a house you were making yours. Lester enjoyed how calm the twins seemed now you were around. Bo hadn’t yelled in so long; his whole attention was on you and his mind was solely focused on making you happy, so his anger was quietening down. He didn’t want you to see him like a violent man anymore either, so he was careful.
With the house all cleaned up, Bo took a day off work so he could spend it with you. He wanted to “reward” you. Truth to be told, you would have much preferred for him to go to work. The man was the clingiest, and he kept you in his arms all day, kissing and cuddling with you. You let him do without a fight, trying your best to not enjoy the constant attention.
You didn’t want to admit it, but if Bo hadn’t killed your people and if you hadn’t met him the way you did… You might have seen him as boyfriend material. You had often pouted at your ex because he wasn’t indulging you in a day full of cuddles, even when you were asking for it. And you were often arguing because you wanted more of his attention. Deep down, you had wanted someone to be a little bit obsessed with you and to see you like a divinity. You had never found this in anyone, and you had tried to convince yourself it was because only toxic love could give you this. At the same time, you hated that you were finding qualities in Bo’s behaviour towards you, and flaws in your ex boyfriend’s.
However one thing didn’t change: your ex was capable of making you laugh and smile. Bo couldn’t. And it was killing him, like a poison burning inside of his veins.
Each night, he was asking himself what he could have done better that day, so you would have smiled at him, even for a few seconds. He never found the answer, and it seemed like he couldn’t make you obey the third rule. He promised himself he would need to find a way. He was certain that the moment you would relax and laugh around him, you would realise you were meant to be.
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PART III
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placesyoucallhome · 4 months
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😳 : A confessing headcanon
☁️ : A soft headcanon
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😳: Ruhka's never had the words 'I love you' actually said to him. He knows people say it, he understands what it's meant to mean, but it's always been on the periphery of his life. He's never said it either, at this point he almost considers it a curse, like most 'good' things he believes are beyond his reach. He's still a pirate at heart, and they tend to be a little superstitious, and he feels if he says a thing so heavy, it'll break whatever it's for. It would take a lot for him to risk it.
☁️: Ruhka is actually a fairly cuddly cat, once his trust has been earned, and relatively few can claim that. His 'kids' Lark and Al, Canum his Garlean mechanic, and E'mal of course. E'mal is also the only one he allows to fuss with his tail too much.
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😳: As guarded as he is, Nemo has had several relationships where he thought it was love and said as much. But, obviously, none lasted quite as long as he hoped. If he feels it strongly enough, if he's sure enough, he would try again. But in the back of his mind even then he's sure it's all on a timer, that that someone would eventually be driven away by his shortcomings and scars.
☁️: Nemo still has his first mammet, one he made fully by himself, heart and all. That being said, it was very simple, and almost rough in the beginning, only picking up more and more personality as time carried on. Nemo has offered to make a new body for him, but has been consistently refused.
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😳: Yvet doesn't say much, he never has, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel quite a lot. He won't, necessarily, say 'I love you', unless perhaps it's said to him first. What he will say is pledges of loyalty, and protection, and frankly those come fairly easily and quickly.
☁️: Cats are his weakness, actual cats I mean (though he likes miqo too). He'll stop by every alley cat to pet it or offer what little dried bits of meat he usually has stashed somewhere on him. He has a tendency to charm them fairly quickly too, if he's somewhere frequently enough, there might be a small trail of cats following behind him.
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triforce-of-mischief · 11 months
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if you want to, feel free to talk more about trust fall and poor unfortunate souls 👍 id love to hear more of your thoughts :)
sorry for taking a few days, i forgot the original question by now (if there was one) so we’re doing a mini director’s cut ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
Poor Unfourtunate Souls:
“You know, nothing you can do to me will make me talk,” the vet drawled, hiding apprehension under snark.
look. look. opening a scene where legend is snarky at first, but we all know it’s a front and then it crumbles so fast- that makes me go feral, I will never get tired of writing it.
Legend scowled, thinking hard about what would be safe to say without being an obvious lie. “One has a huge, ferocious wolf that follows him around everywhere. Could maul you in a heartbeat, but obeys every command from him. Another hates mirrors. Show him his reflection and he’ll be depressed for a week. Oh, and one guy? Pillows, blankets, anything soft and cuddly.”
just one of those little things i was so proud of thinking of :) it’s so fun to write hints that the readers but not the characters will understand.
“You want the truth?” Legend asked, and the blademaster inclined his head. “I don’t know. I’ve been locked up in here for ages, they could be anywhere by now.”
that moment when he realizes that he’s not getting anywhere by being funny and he takes the risk of telling the truth but it’s not enough-
Now that they finally, finally, had a safe and quiet moment, Legend took the time to actually inspect Four. The smith’s breathing was ragged and wet, and Legend prayed that his lungs were free of water. Liquid dribbled from Four’s mouth, nose, and eyes; water and bodily fluids combining into one sticky mess. The tips of his hair were damp, and the feather which usually swayed from his ear was now heavy and still. His broken wrist was clutched to his chest with his other hand to reduce agitation.
if i knew how to render i would draw this in a heartbeat. gonna go cry over the poor thing instead :(
Four’s eyes were wide, swirling with blue and red, but then he narrowed them and nodded determinedly.
foreshadowing for the eventual sequel!! right now vio and green are in shock so the most emotional colors are stuck in the front. red is still terrified and blue is too, but the latter is trying his hardest to direct his anger at the yiga instead of focusing on their own feelings.
Four’s mouth opened in a silent scream, lungs too weak to produce anything but a high, wispy whine.
there's definitely going to be some lasting physical effects too, he just practically drowned three times for goddess' sake.
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Trust Fall:
starting with the title this time since i already talked about the other one! this was a stand-in title that i immediately fell in love with. it represents the actual trust fall that legend shares with warriors, letting him administer the sedative. it also makes me think about how close legend was to falling (unconscious), without being able to rely on trust. if warriors hadn’t gotten there just in time, this would be a very different story.
They held him in place as he watched the remaining medic draw up a sedative in… in a…
this isn’t the only time this happens; I try to show how even thinking certain words is a big trigger for legend. even in his own mind, he can’t bring himself to fully acknowledge what’s happening.
He knew that it was worse to look but he couldn’t make himself look away and Warriors would tell him to stop but Legend was alone and scared and-
here’s a writing tip! run-on sentences are very good for when you want to portray that your character is spiraling into a panic. shorter sentences work for a character who can barely think because their panic is more of the hyperventilating kind.
Then the captain spoke, and Legend realized that he was furious. His tone cold and commanding as he ordered the other soldiers to “Release him. Now.” “B-but sir,” the soldier on Legend’s right said, “He’s highly dangerous and violent.” “So am I,” Warriors hissed. “Hands. Off.”
*obligatory pause for the screaming fangirls*
He let out a ragged sob, and let Warriors pull him into a loose embrace.
in hanging by a thread, warriors asked hyrule to hold legend because hyrule is more comfortable with touch. warriors is able and willing to provide physical comfort if there's no other option, and he doesn't hesitate for a moment this time. anything to help his brother feel safe.
While Legend did that, Warriors looked over his shoulder at the confused medic. “Put that away,” he whispered, nodding at the syringe in their hand. [...] Legend heard a few soft clicks as they capped the needle and hid the syringe in a drawer.
this is the first time that legend actually acknowledges the fact that the medic is wielding a syringe. warriors' presence helps him face his fears even the tiniest bit.
He could do this. He was still injured for goddess’ sake.
fun fact i spent so long trying to figure out what injury he should have before deciding that it isn't plot-relevant enough to bother wasting my time on it.
If Warriors asked if he was ready, Legend didn’t think that he would say yes. Warriors gently loosened Legend’s hands and held them in his own. “Come with me,” he said, pulling Legend up to stand with him.
warriors knows. he knows that asking would make things worse, so he just takes things into his own hands. he's exactly who legend needs right now.
Legend heard the rustle of fabric as Warriors awkwardly unclipped his scarf. He fumbled to undo the clasp with only one hand; the other was holding something.
we're back to treating the syringe as an unspoken thing... legend's fear has returned in full force and not even warriors can comfort him enough.
“I’ll be fast. Just a few moments, then you can rest.” The cadence of Warriors’ voice was steady, almost unnaturally so.
this isn't easy for warriors either. he hates that he has to do this again, but he can't let legend know that. maybe i'll mess around with a warriors pov someday...
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celestialmango · 2 years
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Ok so when I talk about having a type when it comes to preds, think of a character, any character at all.
Now would you be like to be nommed by that character willingly or not? Would you in a realistic scenario, them at their regular size and you at yours, enjoying them nomming you?
I myself am a prey that would feign being completely unwilling and actually range from semi-unwilling to willing and that's only for the characters I would enjoy being nommed by.
If I'm fully unwilling than instead of being "oh no~ I've been eaten~" I'd be a lot more violent towards the Pred, I know what it's like to feel something clamp down on your insides(botched medical procedure, literal clamp went snap and was the worst pain I ever felt in my life) so you can bet your ass I would bite.
Literally and metaphorically. On of the things I dislike severally is control being forced over me, the only way a Pred would be able to nom me without an actual fight is if I would willing submit or not. It sounds a bit weird in context doesn't it? But then again I like safe vore the most. So my submission is dependent on if I'm willing to put my trust in them in that scenario.
Let's give an example with those I've been writing.
Let's start with an extreme though it won't be everything, Glitch
At the end of the day, despite the danger, I would submit. He would infact enjoy the feeling of power the situation would give him, as unstable and dangerous as he is he does have his soft spots though he may not realize it himself. As one would find out, if he benefits from you in any way and you don't piss him off you have a very high chance of survival. His biggest thing is his amusement. So, be sarcastic but also kind by not insulting him while doing it, that's something he would enjoy in a prey besides being adorably helpless against him.
He'd like a fight just as much as he would a prey that kinda just lets it happen. He tells you he could keep you in his stomach for hours a sarcastic and blunt "ah, yes, just how I wanted to spend my day. As least it's more comfortable than dealing with (person or thing)" is something he would get a kick out of. Same with "I'd say bite me but you don't chew your food." referencing the fact he swallowed you whole. He becomes rather possessive and clingy at points about prey he really likes and won't take slights to them or himself kindly.
Moon Gremlin loves to spook, loves a chase, doesn't like being insulted. For both virus and non virus, He likes prey that squirms or decides to rest using his stomach as place to nap, prefers unwilling to semi-unwilling prey, the fear is fun and the nervousness is cute. Cute is nice.
Gremlin loves If his prey is willing to make it a game he'd enjoy it. He enjoys his prey being difficult. Non-gremlin enjoys doing comfort nom. Relaxed, kinda quiet and calm Pred. Silent cuddles and basking in the fact his prey is the safest they could ever be.
Eclipse is impulsive, he doesn't mean any harm by it, doesn't have a preference for willingness. Won't lord the fact he ate you over you but will definitely make comments like "Hope you're comfy, you'll be stay awhile. I don't feel like letting you out." Mostly does protective or surprise noms.
Sun has a preference to semi-unwilling to willing prey. Leaning more towards willing prey. A nervous but sweet and goofy pred usually. Will surprise nom if instant that you don't leave. Cuddly and careful pred who likes games that result in playful noms.
These are some of my preferences traits for preds.
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idontblushsrry · 3 years
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Sesshomaru|| SFW Alphabet
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A/N: Heheh he seggsy ft. a gender neutral reader
Word Count: 2140
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A: Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Sesshomaru shows affection by cutting off the heads of those that would dare threaten you and overall ensuring your safety. He also lets you lay on him, whether in human form or demon form, the fact that he lets you lay on him, let alone be near him when he’s so vulnerable speaks volumes of your bond.
B: Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Sesshomaru doesn’t really do best friends, if he’s interested in you, he’ll make it known when he feels is most appropriate but otherwise you’re likely in his mind at least a subordinate or acquaintance at most.
C: Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
As stated before, Sesshomaru is a secret cuddler, even more surprising is the fact that he’s good at it. Sesshomaru’s cuddles are warm and fluffy and his arm wrapped tight around your waist makes you feel safe and secure. When he’s cuddling you, he’ll also bury his head into the junction between your neck and shoulder, to him this is where your scent is strongest and he loves to be reminded of it as the rest of your scent slowly blends into his.
D: Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Settling down for Sesshomaru is kind of a weird term, it takes a lot of explaining and even then he’s still confused. When you ask him about it though, he informs you that you’re more than welcome to stay at his castle, but part of his duty is patrolling his land. He can’t settle down but he swears to you that you’ll never want for anything so long as you allow him to stand by your side.
E: Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
To be honest, Sesshomaru would probably just drop you off at the nearest human settlement/demon settlement (if it’s a really bad breakup he’ll just leave you to fend for yourself). If Rin is particularly attached to you, he may feel bad internally but in his mind, she’ll have to understand that the two of you just weren’t meant to last.
F: Fiance(e) (How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Sesshomaru is kind of already engaged to you once you accept his courting offer. While he won’t be pushy about it, he does want to marry you as soon as possible. The moment you agree to marry him is the happiest day of his long life, and the whole affair is a week long festivity followed by a month long honeymoon.
G: Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Sesshomaru is by no means gentle. Maybe if pushed to the brink of desperation to where your life was in danger, he’d crack just a little bit, the aftermath of which he’d make some excuse to always be holding or carrying you. Overall though, he’s not really gentle but he doesn’t need to be, he more than makes up for it because he treats you like you’re a gift from the heavens and a grace to all living things.
H: Hugs( Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He doesn’t initiate hugs, ever. He lets Rin hug him and you but that’s about it. If anyone else tried to hug him, he’d cut their arms off and if anyone aside from Jaken or Ah-Un saw him receiving a hug they’d better start running.
I: I love you (How fast do they say the L-word)
Like with settling down, it takes some convincing and a lot of explanation on your part for him to understand how three words convey to you the depth of his devotion. The way he says ‘i love you’ isn’t through words (although he eventually does say so to make you happy) it’s through the way his gaze melts just a little bit when he sees you, it’s in the smile he gives no one but you, it’s in the way he’s willing to give up everything, just for you.
J: Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)
When Sesshomaru gets jealous, it’s actually kind of serious. He doesn’t get jealous as he has no need to but seeing how Mukotsu stole you away from him and hearing how one of the thunder brothers tried to marry you made his blood boil with rage. If he hadn’t already disposed of Mukotsu he’d have made him die a slow death by Sesshomaru’s poison. Also, the fact that Inuyasha killed the thunder brothers is one of the few things he doesn’t begrudge his brother for.
K: Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Sesshomaru’s kisses are rough and demanding, even when he’s trying to be soft with you. Something in his nature that wants to assert dominance even in the tamest expressions of love. It’s not like you mind though, his kisses always leave you breathless and wanting more.
L: Little ones (How are they around children)
As evidenced by Rin (and kind of Kohaku), Sesshomaru is really good with kids. He’s just firm and uncaring enough to keep kids in line while still letting them play and explore. And deep, deep, deep down, he enjoys kids because of the almost naive outlook they have on the world, but he’d never admit that.
M: Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Mornings with Sesshomaru are really nice and pleasant...until you have to pee. At which point it becomes an almost wrestling contest against a clingy cuddly demon who still wants to be pressed against his mate until time forces you both to wake up. It doesn’t help either that you’re likely sore from the night before.
N: Night (How are nights spent with them?)
The SFW version of a night with Sesshomaru usually consists of you telling Rin (and a bitter Jaken) stories around the fire. Rin will probably help you put your hair up before you go to sleep and when the little ball of energy finally collapses, you tuck her in and kiss her forehead. Sesshomaru in the meanwhile, would watch all of this from a distance, his superior senses negating any need to be close anyways; plus he prefers to watch over all of you from afar before sneaking under the covers next to you while you’re asleep.
O: Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Sesshomaru doesn’t necessarily mean to shut you out he just reveals information on a need to know basis. In addition to that, most of his thoughts are carefully revealed through small subconscious reactions or expressions that take you a while to even pick up on, much less interpret. Eventually though, he does become open with you, you become the only person in the world that he trusts with the full breadth of his secrets and vulnerability.
P: Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He’s a 50/50 split. He can be patient when he wants to, but sometimes people are moving too slow for his liking and he starts to feel his hand twitch with the urge to use his claws. To get him angry to the point of it being visible on his face or even to the point that he shifts into his demon form is something few (namely Inuyasha and Kagome) are capable of. With you though, he does get a little impatient, especially at the beginning when you didn’t understand his grunting, but never fully enraged to the point of transforming.
Q: Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?  Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
Sesshomaru remembers things about you like your scent, what makes you happy, what makes you mad, etc., all very basic information for him. He doesn’t really bother to remember things like anniversaries or birthdays just for the simple fact that his concept of time is completely different to yours. He doesn’t see the point in celebrating anniversaries (he manages by noticing the changes in your scent when yalls anniversary is approaching) and he finds it amusing that you celebrate his birthday, he hates celebrating yours though because it just reminds him that you’re human and each year is closer and closer to an eternity he’ll have to inevitably spend without you.
R: Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Sesshomaru’s  favorite moment in your relationship was when Rin accidently likened you to a parental figure one day. You managed to keep it together, but the moment she got distracted you turned to him and just sobbed into the fluff of his tail. The memory still makes him laugh but you swore him to secrecy, and he fears ever so slightly what you’d do if he broke that vow.
S: Security (How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)
Sesshomaru does all the physical protection in your relationship. He can sense danger better even when far away and has skills and senses that you really can’t compare to. Although, Sesshomaru never sees you as inferior to him, as long as you rub his head and shoo away Kagome whenever she tries to be too sisterly with him, he’s all good.
T: Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
As mentioned earlier, Sesshomaru, while he doesn’t care for anniversaries, definitely makes a big event out of showing his love to you. Although the two of you aren’t dating, you’re courting (or married), he still manages to make you feel like the most beautiful person on Earth when he takes you out. If your date isn’t a private personal affair, he’s making a big show of it. Everyone in the land will know that you are his and that you are incredible in every way (basically multiple feasts/parties held in your honor).
U: Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs? (I’m gonna add arguments here because they aren’t on the prompt list I found))
A bad habit of Sesshomaru’s is his impatience. He can be patient, but it’s mostly a façade, one in place to maintain his cool, unbothered persona. Truth is, many things bother him and he tends to just bottle it up and let it build until it boils over. Now, he may snap at you, but it’s most likely that he’ll walk away to go hack at a tree and not speak to you for a while. This leads to his second bad habit, his aloofness. While Sesshomaru is always aloof, it’s not usually a bad thing. But if he gets into one of his moods and you push and push and push, it will cause an argument.
V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Sesshomaru isn’t concerned with his looks, he always looks flawless. 
W: Worry (changed bcus I don’t like how the original frames relationships)
Sesshomaru does worry about you a lot. He tries not to say anything or let it bother him but it seems like every second he’s reminded of your human fragility. One day for trip over a tree root, the next you poke your finger sewing Rin’s clothes, and just one after another until your damned birthday comes around again and he’s reminded of the fact that you’ll get old much faster than he will. Needless to say, he worries about you a lot.
X: (E)xes (Any previous relationship experience. How does that factor into your current relationship?)
He has some previous relationship experience, mostly from matches his mom set up or random hookups. You’re most likely his first and only serious relationship.
Y: Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner)
He thinks people who seek to gain power/get ahead through frivolous means to be some of the most distasteful scum of the Earth. Aside from that he doesn’t really dislike anyone, aside from humans, or half-demons, or other demons, or anyone weaker than him, or... we could be here all day, but he pretty much only likes you, Ah-Un, Rin, Kohaku, and sometimes Jaken
Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)
Sesshomaru has never really had to sleep in a bed proper before you so he can just kinda fall asleep anywhere and be perfectly fine. His other skills include sleeping while standing and sleeping with his eyes open.
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Sleep Headcannons
Chapter 16 spoilers!
(TW!): Satan's section could potentially remind someone of parental or medical abuse through suffocation with a pillow.
I definitely don't approve of it irl of course, but Lucifer does and it's kind of seen as a good thing for a demon. Which could make it even more triggering.
The side characters' version is here, if you'd like to read them.
Lucifer:
He wears only the finest silk pajamas (including his eye mask) and sleeps on the finest silk sheets. His delicate skin deserves only the best after all.
He also has to look presentable in case anyone sees him. His vanity and worries about his desirability are matched only by Asmodeous.
He usually sleeps perfectly still on his back with his arms laid on his stomach.
Yes, like an old school vampire in a coffin. Who knows, maybe Lucifer was the inspiration for it?
If he's exhausted enough to fall asleep at his desk you might even see him sleeping like a normal demon does.
He will not let you sleep in the same bed until he fully trusts you and even then you have to be the perfect sleeping partner.
You have to be completely still, completely quiet, and not cuddly at all. He'll cuddle you when you're both awake.
He's sorry MC, but he's already running on the bare minimum of sleep. You can sleep there without him or in his study however.
It may seem contradictory, but pretty much the only time he wants you to come cuddle him to sleep is when he's exhausted enough to sleep through it.
Maybe you'll even get to be the big spoon for once.
Lucifer is an incredibly light sleeper. It's one of the many reasons he gets so sleep deprived so often.
Not only is he busy, but he doesn't see the point in laying awake in bed instead of working.
If it comes up he'll tell you it's because he needs to keep Mammon from stealing from him or listen out for brothers causing trouble, but in reality it's because he's terrified he'll allow someone else he loves to die under his watch.
If he hears the tiniest noise near his door or a hint of unknown magic he's fully awake and can't go back to sleep unless he checks it out.
His pride will not let him scold the others if he thinks they're doing it on purpose to bug him however.
He refuses to let them know they can get to him that way. Instead he'll just immediately go back to work, knowing it's better to do it now than when he's really exhausted.
He doesn't dream often, but when he does it's usually a nightmare.
They vary from everyone looking down on him, his brothers deeming him too soft and unfit to be their leader, to Diavolo or the sleeping Demon King waking up and forcing him to hurt his own brothers.
The latter is the one that hurts him the most, because he can't escape it while's he awake.
It doesn't just hurt Lucifer's pride to be indebted to and potentially controlled by the literal Devil, it secretly terrifies him to be vulnerable around those stronger than him because it's such a rare occurrence.
On nights like those he doesn't bother with work, instead he spends the night trying to think of ways to outsmart them and keep his brothers safe or trying to get as strong as he possibly can.
Locking his brother in attic was probably a result of those late night panicked plans actually.
Lucifer would hate to wake you up just for that, but if you're already up and hear him pacing around he'd really appreciate you being there.
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Mammon:
He tosses and turns ridiculously often, but he tends to sleep with one arm under his head on his back and often has one knee up with his foot on the bed.
Major sleep talker, super clingy even to hook ups, and a total bed and sheet hog.
He somehow manages to literally be on top of you while also preventing the blanket from touching you. All in all he's a huge pain to sleep with.
He's pretty much the only brother blessed with good dreams, unless you count Satan's violent dreams about Lucifer. (Satan certainly does.)
He still has his nightmares, but most nights he's sitting on a solid gold throne with all his brothers worshipping him.
Even Lucifer gives him all the attention and grimm he wants, calling him a good boy just like Cerberus the old days.
As seen in the early lessons he guards his things jealously even while in a deep sleep.
You could probably try to clean up his dirty tissues or empty ramen cups for him and still get suplexed by a completely naked Mammon. (Reason #666 the House of Lamentation doesn't have maids)
Speaking of, he tends to sleep naked because he overheats really easily in his sleep, but he needs a blanket to feel secure enough to go to sleep in the first place.
He hopes you don't mind, but if you really do he'll put on some boxers just for you.
Mammon will complain about it the whole time of course, but what else is new?
He'd never want you to feel pressured into anything so he's fine doing it even if it's less comfortable.
He loves being held, but he also feels a lot more secure knowing you're safe (and unable to be "stolen") in his arms.
It just depends on his mood that night. Whichever one it is he'll be pretty pushy about it in his typical tsundere way.
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Leviathan:
Me, my boyfriend, and his life-size Ruri-chan body pillow...
This one is practically canon, this lonely weeb sleeps hugging his body pillow with an iron grip.
His arms, legs, and tail are all wrapped around his sacred Ruri-chan like a boa constrictor in case Mammon gets any ideas.
He's never actually tried to steal her (maybe he's too grossed out to touch it), but that just makes Levi even more paranoid that tonight is finally the night she'll disappear.
He absolutely refuses to get a bed for whatever reason, the best you're going to get from this weeb is a kotatsu.
He actually already has it, but he always conveniently "forgets" when you stay over once you're close enough so that you cuddle with him in the bathtub instead.
(Yes, this dumb, manipulative weeb is trying to force the "only one bed" trope.)
Maybe after the twentieth time you voluntarily cuddle with him he'll start to believe you and can be convinced to get it out.
If you begin to sleep over often you'll realize he's actually been sacrificing his health for you.
The reason he doesn't want to own a bed is because he typically sleeps in water to keep his skin hydrated and breathe easier.
Sometimes he'll conjure up some water in his tub and other times he'll crawl in with Henry for the night.
He was trying to avoid coming off as too "weird" and different from you as well having an excuse to cuddle you, but now that he's more secure he can't spend every night cuddling.
You two can more than make up for it during the day anyway.
If you thought he was clingy with Ruri-chan just wait until he gets ahold of you.
He refuses to cuddle until he's already comfortable around you or pretty secure (by Levi standards) in the relationship, so once he does cuddle he goes all out pretty quickly.
Levi's favorite position actually involves him laying over top of you, without putting all his weight on you, and his arms, legs, and tail wrapped around you as much as you can stand.
It's much more than a bit claustrophobic.
If you haven't done anything "intimate" yet (or never plan to) he'll have a strategic pillow placed to avoid embarrassing himself or making you uncomfortable, but other wise he's pretty much all you can see and feel besides the (cushioned just for you) bathtub under your back.
Don't expect to be getting up at night either, even if he's awake he won't let you unless you use your pact.
Which is something you can't do without convincing Leviathan you're secretly sneaking off to Mammon or leaving him. Good luck dealing with that, you're going to need it.
If that sounds like an absolute nightmare then don't worry too much.
If you're claustrophobic or careful enough with your words he'll let you be the big spoon or lay on top of him with minimal pouting and manipulative self-hating rants.
He's still going to at least wrap his tail around your legs though. It's just as instinctual as it is intentional.
The good news is that he doesn't contribute to you overheating during the warmer months at all.
The bad news is that you swear he leaches practically all of your body heat during the colder months.
Levi's kind of a heavy sleeper, probably because he only sleeps when he physically can't anymore, further fueling his paranoia.
Contrary to popular belief he doesn't do it because he's desperate to play all night and day, he'd actually rather take power naps and always be at his best.
He avoids sleep because he's never had a single pleasant dream since the fall.
Every single one is about everyone he's ever loved leaving him for someone better or just being better than him in general.
Even the ridiculous things like being better at swimming or holding their breath, something no demon can lay claim to.
Sometimes it's Ruri-chan or Henry telling them how much he disgusts them and running off with Mammon.
Other times it's Mammon being lured away from him by someone else, disowning him and letting them take his place.
After making a pact with MC his dreams about them are equally split between them leaving him or MC/Henry replacing him in the family.
(MC and Henry are often mixed together in his dreams at first until he gets to know them better.)
He does have some bizarre dreams though, usually involving his brothers reenacting the plot of the last anime he binged or game he played.
He doesn't love them, but at least he doesn't have to worry about summoning Lotan in his sleep again. (Not that he ever seems even the least bit sorry about that.)*
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Satan:
Definitely the kind of person that says "just another page" and reads the entire book, maybe even the sequel too.
He physically cannot sleep until he finds out what happens next.
He tries to sleep in the healthiest position for your body, but the only way he can get some decent sleep is if he sleeps on his stomach face down (the worst position (and direct mirror of Lucifer.))
Don't ask me how he breathes. Maybe it's because of all the screaming he used to do into his pillows?
(TW START!) When he was first created he would be an absolute terror for several days straight until Lucifer gave up and hexed him to the bed with enhanced shackles.
Except then he would scream for hours until his own blood would seep down from his throat and choke him.
That's when Lucifer (and often an angry Belphegor too) would "gently, lovingly" (in Lucifer's mind anyway) suffocate him with a pillow until he fell asleep. (TW END!)
Satan kept on doing it himself even after he became capable of reason and complex thoughts.
It was an oddly comforting part of his "childhood," as horrifying as that might sound to humans.
Eventually he enchanted his pillow to muffle his screams completely.
Nowadays he only uses it uses it when he doesn't want Lucifer (or later MC) to know that he's gotten so worked up.
He has nightmares, but not as often as you'd think.
He probably has the most peaceful sleep out of the brothers funnily enough. He's never as calm as he is when he's asleep.
But if he ends up dreaming about longing for Lucifer's affection or getting treated like the others? He makes that everyone else's problem.
He doesn't mind how you cuddle him so long as you don't expect him to move out of his favorite position.
When he says he doesn't mind he means he craves it, but he's secretly terrified he'll lash out at the convenient target when waking up from a particularly infuriating dream.
It's happened before to some less fortunate demons in his bed. He didn't care for them in the same way, but he's always pretty out of it when he first wakes up.
It's not completely unfounded either. You might not want to sleep in the same bed with him if you flail around in your sleep a lot.
You're going to get thrown out of the bed the first fifty times you hit or kick him while you're both sleeping.
Luckily it takes much more than that to hurt a demon, but even when his reaction is equivalent to swatting away a fly it still manages to send you flying and give you some nasty bruises or even a fractured arm if you're particularly unlucky.
Meanwhile he's still on the bed dopey and acting almost like he's drunk while sadly wondering why you left him.
Rest assured he's desperately looking up ways to make this safer, both magical and not.
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Asmodeous:
He may be the avatar of lust, but he sleeps nude because he hates the feeling of being restrained (in an un-sexy way), not for any sinful reasons.
Okay, maybe some sinful reasons, but they're not the only reasons.
He has a four hour long bedtime routine and will follow it even if he comes back at 3am and drunk as hell.
Besides his obsession over his appearance doing such a long, mindless, and kind of tedious thing is actually pretty relaxing to him.
He's absolutely terrified of getting wrinkles and has convinced himself alternating between sleeping on both sides will reverse engineer gravity.
Don't even try to tell him otherwise, not even Satan could. The two of them actually got into a fist fight over it once.
Technically it was because Asmo spoiled the end of a drama they were watching together and Satan literally ripped a huge chunk of hair out in return, but it started because of that.
They didn't talk for weeks until Asmo finally got his hands on a top-tier hair regrowth potion. No apologies were ever made.
He's the third least likely to have nightmares, but they usually involve everyone leaving him.
If he has a dream like that about a lover he immediately leaves them himself, sometimes cheating on them first just to be spiteful.
He sees them as prophecies, not nightmares. Even if they aren't, people are replaceable anyway. It's not like they stop begging for a chance in his bed anyway.
He's willing to give MC a little more slack, but you better be ready to apologize for your dream self and prove to him you're not going anywhere.
Asmo is the most flexible regarding cuddling, both literally and figuratively. Whatever you want he'll indulge you happily, although he does like to switch it up from time to time.
He prefers positions with a lot of skin contact (bare of course), but he'll accept anything unless you say you don't want to be touched at all.
Besides being fairly clingy physically clingy he takes it as you not trusting him to not do anything at first, but he'll understand and deal with it after a serious talk.
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Beelzebub:
He typically sleeps on his back or on his side hugging a pillow.
The latter usually results in the pillow getting eaten in his sleep regardless of what foul tasting things Lucifer has put in it.
He used to lay on his back with both Belphie and Lilith on top of him in the Celestial Realm.
Which is exactly why he was much more likely to have nightmares in that position until Belphie got him a weighted pillow stuffed with lilies enchanted to never lose their scent.
They used to be her favorite human realm flower and he thinks of all those happy memories every time he sees or smells them. **
It worked pretty well until Belphie was locked up in the attic. Then he was back to missing a weight on his arm and the sound of him breathing.
Those nights with MC in his room were the best sleep he'd gotten yet after Belphie left "to the human realm." Yes, even with all the exercise he does.
One of the main reasons he works out so much is to try to make himself exhausted enough to pass out and avoid thinking too much or having nightmares.
He doesn't talk much in his sleep unless it's a nightmare, but he does sleep "eat."
If you've ever seen a puppy dreaming about nursing it's pretty similar, just a lot more potentially destructive.
Beel doesn't sleep walk though. He just wakes up to eat, usually to eat his feelings after a nightmare.
That's not all he does, sometimes he also goes to work out. That almost always results in broken equipment slamming through the wall though, so Lucifer actually prefers an empty fridge.
He's generally a pretty heavy sleeper unless he hears someone asking for help or feels Belphie getting distressed through his connection.
Unlike Belphie he actually gets more nightmares after the reveal.
He's glad Lilith got to be happy in end, but now he keeps thinking about having to choose between you and Belphie just like he had to choose between Lilith and Belphie.
Would choosing you mean Lilith's sacrifice would be in vain? That she died just for him to potentially "discard" Belphie?
Would she be disappointed he let you die? Lilith did always want to protect people who couldn't protect themselves.
What if he was there when Belphie killed you, would he even be able to do anything? What if he tried to stop him but seriously hurt Belphie?
Those are the things that keep up at night, but unlike his nightmares about Lilith they only intensify as the three of you get closer.
He's absolutely terrified of history repeating itself or even being the one to kill you this time.
Having you sleep with him helps a lot, but then he's worried he'll crush you or accidentally bite you in his sleep.
As much as he loves wrapping his arms around you he'd prefer for you to be the big spoon for safety's sake.
He'd really love to sleep on his back with you and Belphie on each side, but he feels too selfish to ask for that in case you get hurt.
It would also allow him to look at you when he wakes up and help ground himself.
Don't panic if you wake up to his intense stare, he's just reminding himself that you're still safe and sound.
Give him a kiss or a loving squeeze and you'll see the softest smile on his face.
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Belphegor:
He's the heaviest sleeper by far on a good day and the lightest on a bad one, the latter being far more common.
(And rage inducing, for him and everyone who has to put up with him.) He rivals even Satan in rage when woken up from his incredibly rare good dreams.
He's secretly grateful when woken up from nightmares, but he's got to keep his appearances up. Besides, then they might think waking him up from one of his rare pleasant dreams is okay.
He's also mastered pretending to be asleep. Not even punching him in the stomach will get him to change his breathing.
Beel's the only one who can even kind of tell and not even he gets it right all the time.
Pretty much anyone who goes to harass Belphie has a decently high chance of getting ambushed by him instead. Although with how often he sleeps it's not that hard to get lucky and catch him off guard either.
Luckily for you most of your "punishments" involve being forced to cuddle with him, which funnily enough is usually your "reward" for giving him extra blankets or pillows as well.
This of course makes him the perfect (literal) sleeper agent, able to catch Lucifer's soft moments and set up pranks.
He'd never tell anyone, not even Beel, but most of the time he just enjoys having Lucifer cover him with a blanket or do paperwork like the old days.
Lucifer's caught on once or twice, but he spares Belphie's pride. It plays a big part in getting them to make up, partly because deep down Belphie knows he's probably noticed at least once or twice.
Lucifer playing the piano softly was his favorite though. It put him right to sleep and he swears he had less nightmares when it was playing in the background. **
If you encourage Lucifer to start again you'll find Belphie "coincidentally" "sleeping" there quite a bit, and Lucifer won't call him out.
He doesn't actually dream often as he tries to avoid going into a deep sleep, but his nightmares are almost constant and incredibly vivid.
He considers the avatar of sloth being unable to avoid his nightmares or have a good night's sleep part of his punishment for falling.
He sees how Lilith died almost every single night, although it finally became less common after learning she at least had a good life afterwards.
"Short" naps have the smallest chance of becoming nightmares, which is why he takes so many of them.
He has nightmares about losing control and killing you again sometimes too, which causes him to be distant "for your own good" when he wakes up.
It typically doesn't last for more than a few hours before he feels clingy again.
Part of the reason the twins have so many nightmares is that if one of them does have one the other is almost guaranteed to join them. It's an unfortunate side effect of their psychic link.
That's part of why Belphie stays up at night and sleeps during the day, he doesn't want to burden Beel that much.
Although he loves cuddling when he's awake or napping he's not the biggest fan of cuddling while actually in a deep sleep.
He only does it with people he truly trusts and he's worried about lashing out at you during a nightmare.
He does want constant contact though, he hates being reminded of how he had to sleep completely alone without even his connection to Beel in the attic.
He prefers his head on your lap or sleeping with your backs together at least.
Having Beel sleep in the middle while he holds your hand is his favorite solution, he knows he can't hurt him in his sleep and he still gets to be close to you too. He'd never admit it to anyone but Beel, but it makes him feel safe too.
He's also one to stare at you while you sleep. He does it when he's worried like this twin, but he also does it just because he's a creep.
He'll try to hold your hand while you're sleeping and occasionally give you a kiss on your forehead if he doesn't think it'll wake you up.
You're a much heavier sleeper than normal with him around, though you seem to need even more sleep despite that.
Belphegor certainly isn't complaining (he's purposely influencing you after all), but you might be when you fall asleep alone and wake up to someone clinging to you.
Despite being rather skinny and all hard-edges he's shockingly comfortable to cuddle with and lay on. You suspect some kind of demon magic is at play here.
It also helps that he gives out a nice rumbling purr that can put just about anyone to sleep. He often does it to self-soothe as well as help Beel, but he'd never do it around any of his other brothers unless it was for you, or "for you."
He isn't the only one, Beel often joins in by lightly buzzing his wings or letting out his own rumbling purrs to soothe you, himself, or Belphie.
Between the two of them sometimes the whole bed will vibrate, but it's a surprisingly pleasant and calming feeling.
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*Seriously, even when Lucifer's yelling at him Levi just sends happy/smug emojis.
** Lilies most commonly mean devotion or purity, though meaning can vary by type of lily, culture, and color. Because of the Greek myth of Hera and Zeus, lilies are associated with rebirth and motherhood. (Sourced from FTD.com)
*** The RAD archives says Belphie's favorite music is soft piano melodies and Lucifer has mentioned playing for a Belphie a few times in Devilgrams.
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claybrownie7566 · 3 years
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Linked Universe Dynamics
(or at least how I view everyone getting along)
Warriors/Time: Big bro, baby bro/mother hen extreme mode. Wars treats Time like his little brother and Time goes with it. Wars is who Time goes to when things get rough.
Warriors/Twilight: Best friends that can hear each others thoughts and often speak in sync. Just the best of buds. Two peas in a pod if you will. Often laugh at the younger boys and gang up on them occasionally.
Warriors/Four: managed mischief......fear them. Oh the ideas and strategies that come out of those two when they're together. Incredible.
Warriors/Wild: Mischief not even trying to be managed in any way at all. They don't know what to do with eachother and their stupidity is contagious. Senior/Freshman friendship energy.
Warriors/Wind: Same person different font, very cute and cuddly but in a will die for you way. Warriors tries not to baby Wind, and Wind goes to him to share thoughts or ideas he has when he's afraid no one will listen. Wars goes to him too.
Warriors/Hyrule: unexpectedly wholesome big bro/little bro. The hair ruffling duo. They're just so delightful together, and make everyone feel more comfortable and relaxed.
Warriors/Legend: Oldest child vs. middle child best friends/but sometimes I hate you. They talk a lot and keep eachother going when they need it. Super super great fighting team. Best in the group actually. They just know.
Warriors/Sky: you know that one cousin you just vibe with? Seriously they're so chill. Chill duo all the way. Sky likes to tease Warriors occasionally, but Wars really looks up to Sky and they just work.
Time/Twilight: Will jump off a cliff for you without hesitation. They also constantly communicate every little thing to eachother. They know that if they aren't both in the loop, something could go very wrong.
Time/Four: Reasonable™ shares glances and eye rolls so.......sass duo. Sass duo all the way. Four likes hanging around Time and they both just sort of get eachother. They don't have to try too hard to judge a situation.
Time/Wild: Father/child sort of, but mainly it's trust duo. Wild usually goes to Twi for things, but when he goes to Time that means it's really really necessary. Time is always there, and he always keeps what Wild tells him to himself. Wild does the same.
Time/Wind: Don't call me son. Bond over how great of a big brother Wars is. Wind is actually the one that checks on Time the most. He's also not afraid to get in his bubble when it's needed. The others hesitate when Time needs something because they don't want to bother him, but Wind and Wars don't. It's a cool little bond they have.
Time/Hyrule: Breakfast duo/soft duo. Very sweet together, likes to sit by eachother at meals or by the campfire. Time sometimes pulls Roolie aside to show him something, and Hyrule likes to just listen to Time talk when he wants to.
Time/Legend: Leaders. Stubborn by definition™ holy crap run for cover. These two.....HYLIA THESE TWO. They are so incredibly difficult, but there is something there that is so cool. Time knows that Legend is the one that will step up if something needs to be done. Hard things, simple things, helpful things, tricky things, you name it. He is sort of Time's backup, and they are the only ones that know. If anything happened to Time, Legend would take charge without hesitation and vice versa. Really cool.
Time/Sky: College kid teaching a Highschool kid how to win at life. Surprisingly nice dynamic here. Time likes to listen to Sky talk. It takes his mind off of things and let's him relax and be happy. Some of Sky's less light conversations are held with Time as well. They are the ones that will talk until 3am about anything and everything.
Twilight/Four: Friends/Silent understanding. Never awkward. Always speak their mind around eachother. Confidants. Four talks to Twi about his problems, and Twi goes to Four too. They also like to high five and they fight well together.
Twilight/Wild: Little brother/Big brother sometimes chaotic but mostly loving and supporting. Wild wakes Twi from his bad dreams and Twi does the same for Wild. They would end the world for eachother.
Twilight/Wind: Proud duo. They like to show eachother things they know. They will seek eachother out when they discover something and share knowledge it's so cute. Wind and Twi also give eachother hugs and pats on the back a lot.
Twilight/Hyrule: Brunette squad/Forest duo. Get mistaken for brothers a lot. Really cute, will jump in leaves together when everybody nobody is watching. They can be themselves around eachother. Twi doesn't ask for anything from Hyrule and Hyrule doesn't ask anything from Twi. They can just exist together in peace.
Twilight/Legend: Actually responsible duo. Will corral the others or step up if needed. They make eachother laugh, which confuses the crap out of everyone else. Also they are the duo that would stand in the corner and silently judge you. It's great.
Twilight/Sky: Gossip duo. Tea is spilt, stories are shared, life is discussed. They do be in the know. They also like to fiddle with their hands and do puzzles together. They're also quite competitive and it's funny to watch them play a game and start screaming at eachother. It's unexpected but so, so hilarious to watch.
Four/Wild: bad ideas that work somehow. Hide your valuables, they comin. They're sneaky and they're really chaotic together, but in a functional way....I'm not sure how or why and niether does anybody else.
Four/Wind: Entertainment duo. Likes to pull pranks but also just play games with eachother. Hyrule and Wild occasionally join in. They get in trouble a lot, but that's just how it is.
Four/Hyrule: Beast mode fighter squad. These two are small but mighty and they will destroy the world, then have tea afterward. Also Four teaches Hyrule stuff he doesn't know and vice versa.
Four/Legend: Snark, smarter than anyone or anything in Hyrule, and really close friends. They just have a really really cool dynamic I can't fully explain.
Four/Sky: Affection. Four will go to Sky and only Sky for hugs or comfort. Underrated duo with a fierce loyalty to eachother. They will always take the side of the other person no matter what.
Wild/Wind: really adorable brother dynamic. They occasionally get into trouble, but mostly they just hang out. Pretty underrated duo actually.
Wild/Hyrule: Adventure gang! Always getting lost and exploring. Always coming home with a new story. They like being with eachother because they don't baby or underestimate eachother. Super great team these two.
Wild/Legend: Nerves nerves nerves, Will laugh at each others jokes and be friendly but they push eachothers buttons the most in the group.
Wild/Sky: Solid. Deep respect for eachother and they bond over culture and life. Sunlight duo. They're just bright young men that like to watch the stars together.
Wind/Hyrule: Energy duo. Keep the group alive on long days of walking. Also stay up late chatting. They also like to hear each others stories.
Wind/Legend: Dont tell me what to do!/What do I do!? Aka they share a braincell and react to being proved right/wrong the same way (often it's when they're together too)
Wind/Sky: Free duo. They CANNOT handle being trapped or underground or in the dark. They need the sun and the sky to be ok, and they stick together when they feel scared or trapped.
Hyrule/Legend: Downfall duo. Their bond is special and so strong do not mess with them. They're smart, they're fast, and they're fierce. Also the world would end if something happened to one of them.
Hyrule/Sky: Triforce duo. Do not anger at all costs. They are the shoulders to lean on when things get rough, but they are also the fiercest fighters. They both have the full triforce and together they fight like a hurricane. It's......terrifying in theory actually.
Legend/Sky: In the know. They just get eachother. Legend will occasionally be snarky, but they just silently understand and actually go to eachother for advise and help. Really cool dynamic with these two.
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Brothers react to MC attracting the attention of a rather dangerous creature in the Devildom, only this creatures seems to listen to and likes to be handled by the MC only.
THE BROTHERS reacting to MC getting along with a dangerous Devildom animal 
Lucifer: 
He was wondering where you had wandered off to now. It’s not safe for you to be alone in the Devildom and besides your usual demons that you don’t want to encounter, you also have creatures that no one really hears of anymore, so yes he was absolutely terrified of you handling that monster, if it weren’t for the fact that you were doing just that; handling it. He looked a little dumbfounded, and he still doesn’t trust that creature fully based solely on the fact that you’re in hell and you really shouldn’t trust anything down here, but as long as you’re fine and you don’t bring that thing to the house, you can have your fun with it. He’ll be watching from a distance. 
Mammon:
So he can’t even stand little D’s. Like, those are monsters to him already, and he sure as hell can’t handle anything that resembles Cerberus, which, sadly, there’s a lot of things like Cerberus in the Devildom. He screamed the first time he saw it go down, “AH! MC! GET AWAY FROM THAT THING!!!!” He didn’t know if he was more worried for his or your own safety but when he tried to snatch you away, the thing leaped at him! Can you believe it?! THAT’S What he gets for trying to save you?! Really?! He’s both offended and scared, and one of those things is definitely the reason he’s staying away. Don’t come crying to him when that beast does turn on you!
Leviathan: 
He’s no stranger to calling forth and handling some monsters. Take Lotan as an example; however, he mostly stays away from creatures he doesn’t necessarily know and whatever that thing is that you decided to bring back to the House of Lamentation one day was one of those creatures. “Levi, look! Isn’t it cute?” He didn’t have the heart to tell you no because the smile on your face made you look cute and that was just not something he was willing to lose, so he just went back into his room and told Lucifer about it. He also tried texting you about the dangers of that thing and how weird it is that it actually seems to like you, but you would just not budge! Just know that he’s right there with Lotan if that creature ever tries to hurt you!
Satan: 
Chances are, he knows the creature. Hell, he probably tried to tame it once or twice because he read they’d make good attackers in a book once and wanted to inconvenience Lucifer with it, but lo and behold, that never worked out for him, so WHY does it seem to work out with you?! He’s both frustrated and amazed; kind of turned on too if we’re being completely honest. MC, you’re looking like a total badass right now and you can bet your ass that he will figure it out HOW you do it because there’s no way that thing just likes you naturally. No way. Nuh-uh. That’s not how the Devildom works. Not in his eyes, at least. 
Asmodeus:
The girliest, most high pitched shriek you’ll ever hear in your whole entire life leaves his body the minute he sees you petting that monster. He tries to get you away from it by doing literally anything and going as far as to giving you everything he owns, but you would only cuddle closer to that thing! At this point, he is more concerned with his own well being than yours and he will most likely run the opposite direction while trying to knock some sense into you over the phone because no matter how cuddly that thing looked, he’s afraid for your safety.
Beelzebub:
Okay so here’s the thing; he could, most likely, devour that thing if he really wanted to, and he will if it ever made a move against you, but he also thinks it’s so cute that you managed to befriend something that’s so dangerous? He will be amazed from a distance, of course, because that thing likes you and not him, but he is amazed nonetheless! Still… please be careful MC. Beel will eat it, or at the very least kill it, the minute that it tries to attack you, no matter how attached you are to it. You come before anything, and to him anyway. 
Belphegor:
He figured it out by pure accident. He really just wanted to take a nap in your room, you know, find some comfort beside the person he likes, but instead of finding you underneath the blankets with him, he found the beast of Hell and he can’t remember the last time he jumped up so quickly. “What is that thing doing here? MC? Are you okay? Did it hurt you?” He doesn’t really care that that beast is living in the house now, mainly because he can use it against Lucifer and Mammon, but he also doesn’t want it in your bed when he’s trying to cuddle you, so he will probably tell you to get rid of it anyway. Less scared, more jealous. 
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My Sweet Rose, Chapter 2
Rosie was really nervous as she walked along to the restaurant to meet Loki for their first date.
They had text a few times and he called her yesterday for a chat, that turned into an hour long. But it made her excited to see him again, though the nerves were still there, churning away in her stomach.
But as soon as she saw him waiting outside the restaurant for her, in a dashing all black suit, her worries started to melt away.
‘Hello, darling. So good to see you again.’ He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, then he surprised her by pulling her into a warm embrace.
It was one of the best hugs she had ever had. It wasn’t rushed, it was warm and she felt oddly safe. She breathed in deeply, feeling better already. And Loki knew it. He knew she was nervous, he could tell by her body language when she approached. But he could feel her relaxing in his arms.
Then taking her hand in his and giving her a reassuring squeeze, he led her inside the restaurant.
That had been the first of many hugs and hand holding, Rosie had been addicted to his hugs. She had always felt safe and secure in his arms, right from the start.
She didn’t sleep great at all after seeing Loki again, her mind was constantly on him. Worse than ever now, knowing he was in the same building as her. There was no way she could stay here now, not now he was here. It would be too painful every day to see him.
But she knew it would take a few weeks to get a new place organised, and she would need to look for a new job. The plus with this job with Pepper was the free lodgings, which was great. And the pay along with it was brilliant.
In the meantime, though, until she decided what she was going to do, she knew she had to put on her brave pants and try to get through it. To face him, well, ignore him but carry on.
Though as soon as she stepped out of her room, she was looking around paranoid about bumping into him. So she walked as quickly as she could towards the kitchen, she needed to grab something to eat before going to meet Pepper in the lab.
Of course, though, she was just heading into the kitchen when Loki walked right into her path.
She froze on the spot, eyes widening. Loki was sure he even saw her trembling.
‘Rose…’
Rosie took a step back from him.
‘We need to talk.’ He said in a firmer manner and reached out towards her arm, but she moved further away, shaking her head. Then she turned on her heels and ran off back down the corridor.
Loki felt his heart hurting.
It reminded him a bit of when they first started getting intimate together, exploring various kinks. She was very shy and nervous. Though nothing quite like now, she even seemed scared. Which hurt him the most.
‘You are simply divine, my darling.’ Loki hummed as he trailed his fingers down Rosie’s spine, making her tremble.
He stalked around her like a predator about to devour his prey. She was completely naked, stood in the middle of his bedroom while he was still fully clothed in dark black jeans and a deep green shirt, with the sleeves rolled up his forearms.
She was so nervous, she could barely even look him in the eye as he eyed her up. Her stomach was in knots and she felt like running out of the room, but she somehow managed to remain where she was.
‘No need to look so scared, my sweet Rose.’ Loki said as he tipped her chin up, forcing her to make eye contact. Though her eyes skirted all over his face, before eventually landing on his eyes and remaining there. Even if she was blushing hard and breathing heavy.
‘Daddy will take care of his good girl, always.’ He said softly and then stepped in closer to her, slipping his arms around her to pull her into him.
She breathed in deeply as she buried her face into his chest, feeling calmer already and safe in his embrace.
Whilst she was still nervous, she trusted Loki as he took her hand and led her to his bed. He was careful with her as he laid her down on her back and he straddled carefully over her, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand.
‘Raise your hands up above you, little one.’ He said firmly but kindly.
She knew if she was to panic or get really scared, she could safe word out of the situation. And whilst she hadn’t needed to use it yet, they had barely gotten started together with intimacy. But she knew that if she needed him to stop anything, that he would.
Loki pulled some long velvet material from down the side of his bed and he began to expertly tie her wrists together when she put them above her. He winked down at her as he then tied them to the headboard.
He saw her swallowing hard as she tugged on it a little, testing them. She was bound well. It made her excited, but more nervous again. It was actually happening.
Loki could tell her nerves were building again. He trailed the tips of his fingers slowly from her wrists down her arms, her inner elbows and then further down yet. She let out a small giggle and wriggled a bit under him as he reached her underarms and tickled her lightly for a few seconds, breaking the ice more and helping to distract her.
It didn’t all have to be serious, he wanted to make her comfortable. To enjoy it. To trust him. That was what it was all about. Especially since it was her first time being restrained.
‘Ticklish, are we?’ He teased and chuckled, moving further down her body. He tickled the sides of her breasts momentarily, enjoying the way they jiggled as she squirmed and laughed.
He leaned down and started sucking on her nipples, his fingers kept exploring further down to her hips. But his tickling touch then became firmer, her laughter became moans instead.
‘I wonder how ticklish my little one is down here.’ He growled and moved further down her body, spreading her legs open and making her a bit shy again as he focused on her cunt.
He ran his fingers up and down her outer folds first, then spread her open and started licking her softly, taking his time at first. He listened closely to the noises she was making, what she seemed to like and what drove her crazy. She was so aroused, his chin was covered with her juices and he hadn’t been down there for long yet.
When he focused on her clit, she almost bucked him off the bed. Making him chuckle against her. Then he growled and feasted on her like a starved man, paying plenty of attention to her clit.
‘Please… Can I cum, p… please!’ She cried out, unsure if she would be able to hold off even if he said no.
‘You may.’ Loki growled, only stopping briefly to give her permission before he was back to making her dance on his tongue.
‘Oh my, you taste exquisite.’ Loki purred after she had cum and he’d licked her clean, though that had just made her even messier. He crawled up over her and untied her wrists, surprising her slightly that it was over already, it hadn’t been scary at all like she thought it might be at first.
Loki slipped his arms around her and rolled them to the side, cradling her into him. She hid her face into the crook of his neck as he rubbed her back softly.
‘Such a good girl. Did you enjoy that?’ He asked, his voice just above a whisper.
She nodded and curled herself more into him, making him smile as he kissed the top of her head.
After mulling it over for an hour, Loki decided to go to her room and speak to her. She couldn’t run from him there.
Instead of knocking, he just teleported in. But he was annoyed to find she wasn’t there.
He knew he should’ve respected her privacy and just left. But his nosey-ness got the better of him. He had a look around her room. Ended up looking in her wardrobe and smiled fondly as he saw she still had the cute pyjamas and nighties that he’d gifted her. Including some cuddly toys at the bottom of her wardrobe.
Loki ended up wandering through into her bathroom. His brows furrowed as he spotted a bottle by the sink. It was prescribed drugs from the doctor he noted as he picked it up to take a look. He didn’t know what it was, but he made a mental note of the name. Then he left her room, not wanting to be caught snooping.
‘What were you doing in Rosie’s room?’ Pepper snapped at Loki when she caught him leaving.
Loki narrowed his eyes at her. ‘She isn’t in there, if that’s what you’re getting at.’
‘That makes it worse, you were in there without permission.’
Loki rolled his eyes, then asked what those pills were for that he’d found in her bathroom.
‘They are for anxiety and depression. Why?’ Pepper frowned.
Loki frowned too. ‘Why would Rose need them?’ He asked, appalled.
Pepper’s eyes widened. ‘I didn’t realise she was on them… But it’s no wonder after what you put her through.’
Loki didn’t listen to anymore. He teleported back into Rosie’s bathroom and grabbed the pills, then teleported to the kitchen to look for her. He spotted her in the corner of the room at a table, there was no one else around.
He stormed over towards her, perhaps a bit too quickly as she looked up and looked scared as he approached her. But then she was confused when he took her pills and put them down on the table on front of her.
‘Why are you filling your body with this ridiculous junk?’ Loki asked a bit too harshly, but he just couldn’t understand why she would do it.
Rosie was stunned for a moment, unable to process what the hell was going on.
‘I… I’ve needed them for a while now. They help.’ Rosie said quietly as she reached over the table and grabbed the bottle back.
Loki frowned. ‘These will mess with your mind, you don’t need them.’
‘You can’t tell me what I need or don’t need anymore! You gave that up when you just left me!’ Rosie snapped and stood up quickly, tears instantly started falling down her face.
‘I thought I wasn’t good enough for you, for anyone. That I wasn’t worthy of having a Daddy or even just a boyfriend. Not even worth two minutes of your time to tell me face to face or even call to tell me it was off. Instead you left me wondering for days, weeks, months, what happened and what I did wrong. Over and over I kept thinking about what I did wrong to make you leave, and what I could have done to keep you happy. These pills were the fourth ones to try, to help calm my brain down. To stop the dark thoughts from plaguing my mind every single day and night.’
She took a breath and tried to stop crying, but she just couldn’t. Her sight was all blurry.
‘It became obvious when I saw the news about you… I would be in no league for a God. But then I started mulling over why you even took interest in the first place. Probably nothing more than just a play toy, something to pass some of your time.’
Rosie was just folding up some of her washing in the living room while the TV was on in the background. She tried to keep herself busy enough, anything to try and stop herself from thinking about him. 
Suddenly an emergency news bulletin overcame the usual TV programmes. There was an attack happening in New York, aliens. 
Looking up at the TV, her eyes widened at seeing the destruction going on. She saw The Avengers there trying to save the day as always. 
But when the camera zoomed in briefly on the villain trying to take over, her heart stopped and she started sobbing uncontrollably. 
It was Loki. It was him. 
She couldn’t believe it as she fell to the floor on her hands and knees, crying and screaming in anger, frustration, sadness, fear. Everything rolled into one.
‘No wonder he left… He’s a God. I’m nothing but an ant in comparison, probably a toy for him to play with just to pass the time while he was here to scope out the planet.’ She rambled to herself as she hauled herself back up to her feet and threw the rest of her clothes on the floor, not caring anymore.
But that was the first of many days of not caring anymore, down a dark spiral.
Loki was stunned at her outburst. And seeing her so upset broke his heart, he was unable to do anything to comfort her. Not that he thought she would let him hold her anyway.
‘Rose… Rosie… I, that was never what’
Rosie didn’t give him a chance, she grabbed her things and darted past him, running out of the kitchen from him. And Loki found he was unable to move from the spot to go after her, as much as he wanted to.
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rei with an s/o that has a dog?
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it’s been like a week since the tls went off the wiki and i have no memory of whether pets actually like him or not. i also haven't looked for the undead stories yet, so we will brush that aside!
 ⇨ He knew you had a dog long before dating him. He expressed some interest in meeting said dog even before then, here and there. You wonder if it tied into him asking you out, but he assured you that meeting your dog would be 'the cherry on top of a milkshake, but no one orders a milkshake only to eat the cherry.'
⇨ The first time you invited him over, you again got the impression he was more excited about meeting the dog. But he knew your worries. "The quote 'like owner, like dog' applies here. I am enthusiastic because I adore you, therefore I will adore your dog as well." He fully expects the dog to love him, just like you do!
⇨ However, once you open the door and your dog runs right over, it sees Rei and immediately stops wagging its tail. Your dog stares at him for a few seconds, backs up and growls.
⇨ Rei is shocked. You are also a little shocked. Your dog is... not usually aggressive. He backs away from you and the dog both to close the door behind him, and look at you for help.
⇨ You reassure him that he may just have to earn your dog's trust.
⇨ ... So.
⇨ What had to happen to earn your dog's trust: show the dog directly He Is Safe For You. He interpreted this as physical safety.
⇨ This was a fantastic excuse to cuddle every time he visited. Arms over your shoulders or waist, sometimes hands, drumming his fingers on your side, slipping his fingers through yours and lightly squeezing, gentler kisses than usual... he seemed much more aware of his physical contact than usual. Intentional contact seemed unusual from him, Rei definitely intended those when in your place.
⇨  Although he didn't necessarily need an excuse, you're pretty sure he thought it at least once to himself to justify being cuddly in general. ('Respecting your boundaries' wasn't the only reason he held off over at your place, but you didn't pry when your dog was watching carefully.)
⇨ You told him he really doesn't have to be this careful around you just because your dog's watching. It'll warm up to him.
⇨ Relatedly, on multiple occasions, you had to tell him to let your dog come to him at its own pace. Don't make eye contact constantly, don't let him hold his hand out to it all the time. That's a cat thing.
⇨ So, your dog eventually relaxes and doesn't watch him with so much wary anymore. But does that mean the dog wants to interact with him... ?
⇨ You came back from the bathroom once as he typed "How do I get dogs to like me?" on the screen. That was very smile-worthy.
⇨ And then you offered Rei the bag of treats. He shook it, the dog heard, came over, and stared at him. He put one in his hand, held it out to the dog, waited, and...
⇨ When it came over, your dog actually wagged its tail (or its entire behind, if it has no tail) and took the treat - it even waited for another one. Of course he gave it one more treat. He was so elated over this, and barely managed to restrain himself from trying to pet it.
⇨  And over the next few visits, he fed your dog, played with it, went on walks with both you and the dog (even if those had to be discreet with him being an idol.)
⇨ You can finally rest easy knowing that he doesn't come over just for your dog. As he said, your dog is the cherry on top of the milkshake.
⇨ But that doesn't mean he doesn’t love the dog. He does! Just nowhere near as much as he loves you!
⇨ (That may just have been the very first time he's told you he loved you.)
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Things that aren’t so romantic/great about some of the creeps
I got well known for writing my creeps as big softies- which is what I enjoy doing~ However, even my creeps have some negatives to their personalities that don’t generally get seen in my fluffy asks, so I thought I would sort of set that reminder out there~
If you would like to see this with any other creeps, feel free to send in an ask for them~
TW: Mentions of trauma and self harming
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Jeff:
Jeff is my absolute favorite boy; he's also my most complex boy. Jeff has the most trauma out of the creeps in my backstories that I've fully fledged out. Jeff has severe sexual trauma, and PTSD from the severe abuse he dealt with growing up. 
This drove him to be suicidal and to self-harm; however, while I do write him in the recovery stages of his trauma in the present time, that doesn't mean he's scotch free. Jeff lashes out when he feels defensive and is cruel with biting words, he has night terrors that can cause him to harm those near him, and he has episodes when he's too stressed that include screaming fits and physical harm to himself and others. 
Of course, when he comes to, he regrets his actions; but that only drives him further into depression and he ends up isolating himself after these incidents, not wanting to harm others. Jeff also has the most severe case of trust issues, and so that will also make him fear that the support you're giving him isn't really true.
BEN:
BEN is a tough nut to crack. BEN is in my canon one of the most intelligent creeps. He's smart, and he knows what he's doing. He can read people and hide all of his problems, and while he doesn't necessarily like doing it, he can be really good at manipulating those around him when he wants to or needs to.
BEN grew up in a severely abusive household. His mother was the only person to ever show him kindness, but she passed away when he was young, so he was left with his abusive father, who later went on to drown BEN in his own bathtub. BEN's father used suffocating him as a form of punishment quite frequently- BEN still suffers from this today.
He is violently afraid of water, and if someone tries too hard to get him into or near water he is not afraid to cause harm to get out of that situation. He also ends up touch repulsed on occasion, and if you touch his neck or wrap your arms around him it'll trigger him, and he'll shriek out and claw at you to get away from him, screaming about how he doesn't want you near him. He knows both of those things are issues, but the fear is still so strong in his mind that he doesn't know what to do about it.
Toby:
Toby is probably one of the more popular creeps to write as a big soft cuddly boy, and I even tend to write him that way a lot. However, Toby is not, by any means, just a big soft cuddly boy on my blog. He has severe trauma and issues that interfere with his daily life, whether he wants them to or not.
Toby has extreme anger issues which he inherited from his father, much to his irritation as he hates acting like his father. His temper has a hair-trigger, and if you set him off you can't stop him until he's yelled out all of his anger. He will scream, throw things, break things, and he isn't above hitting either- when he's angry, he loses all sense of control. He hates getting angry more than anything in the world because he always regrets what comes after.
If Jeff has the most severe case of trust issues, Toby is right behind him. Toby has almost no trust in his partner for I'd say maybe the first year or two of their relationship. He is constantly worried they'll leave him, cheat on him, abuse him; it is extremely hard for him to actually have faith in you. It's a waiting game you really have to stick out if you love him and wanna help him.
Laughing Jack:
Jack is an extremely big soda bottle of angst that's waiting to fizz up and explode at a moment's notice. Jack's past really fucked him up in terms of abandonment. Another candidate for trust issues, he's right up there with Jeff and Toby, although he can learn to be trusting much faster. It's the abandonment part that gets him.
Jack wants to trust you, he wants to trust you so much. But when he sees you laughing at someone else's jokes a little too loudly, or you hang out with that one friend a few more times, that threatening feeling of abandonment creeps up in his mind again and he can't shake it off. You need to nip this in the bud as early in your relationship as you can.
I think that at one point in every single relationship, Jack will end up isolating you in his circus for around a week. This is the time for you to really sit him down and explain that you love him, you aren't going to abandon him, and that he can trust you. If you try and play coy or tease him your life will quite literally be on the line. When he's at his lowest, Jack is not afraid to harm or even kill his partner if he feels taken advantage of.
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My Sweet Rose, Chapter 2
TITLE: My Sweet Rose CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 2 AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine you are secretly a little but no one knows, one day you decide to check out a local BDSM club to try and get a feel of the community. You meet a handsome stranger that, over the next few months, shows you all about the lifestyle. However, one day… he vanishes without a word. 
RATING: M NOTES: Daddy/little dynamic & Flashbacks will be in Bold.
Rosie was really nervous as she walked along to the restaurant to meet Loki for their first date.
They had text a few times and he called her yesterday for a chat, that turned into an hour long. But it made her excited to see him again, though the nerves were still there, churning away in her stomach.
But as soon as she saw him waiting outside the restaurant for her, in a dashing all black suit, her worries started to melt away.
‘Hello, darling. So good to see you again.’ He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, then he surprised her by pulling her into a warm embrace.
It was one of the best hugs she had ever had. It wasn’t rushed, it was warm and she felt oddly safe. She breathed in deeply, feeling better already. And Loki knew it. He knew she was nervous, he could tell by her body language when she approached. But he could feel her relaxing in his arms.
Then taking her hand in his and giving her a reassuring squeeze, he led her inside the restaurant.
That had been the first of many hugs and hand holding, Rosie had been addicted to his hugs. She had always felt safe and secure in his arms, right from the start.
She didn’t sleep great at all after seeing Loki again, her mind was constantly on him. Worse than ever now, knowing he was in the same building as her. There was no way she could stay here now, not now he was here. It would be too painful every day to see him.
But she knew it would take a few weeks to get a new place organised, and she would need to look for a new job. The plus with this job with Pepper was the free lodgings, which was great. And the pay along with it was brilliant.
In the meantime, though, until she decided what she was going to do, she knew she had to put on her brave pants and try to get through it. To face him, well, ignore him but carry on.
Though as soon as she stepped out of her room, she was looking around paranoid about bumping into him. So she walked as quickly as she could towards the kitchen, she needed to grab something to eat before going to meet Pepper in the lab.
Of course, though, she was just heading into the kitchen when Loki walked right into her path.
She froze on the spot, eyes widening. Loki was sure he even saw her trembling.
‘Rose…’
Rosie took a step back from him.
‘We need to talk.’ He said in a firmer manner and reached out towards her arm, but she moved further away, shaking her head. Then she turned on her heels and ran off back down the corridor.
Loki felt his heart hurting.
It reminded him a bit of when they first started getting intimate together, exploring various kinks. She was very shy and nervous. Though nothing quite like now, she even seemed scared. Which hurt him the most.
‘You are simply divine, my darling.’ Loki hummed as he trailed his fingers down Rosie’s spine, making her tremble.
He stalked around her like a predator about to devour his prey. She was completely naked, stood in the middle of his bedroom while he was still fully clothed in dark black jeans and a deep green shirt, with the sleeves rolled up his forearms.
She was so nervous, she could barely even look him in the eye as he eyed her up. Her stomach was in knots and she felt like running out of the room, but she somehow managed to remain where she was.
‘No need to look so scared, my sweet Rose.’ Loki said as he tipped her chin up, forcing her to make eye contact. Though her eyes skirted all over his face, before eventually landing on his eyes and remaining there. Even if she was blushing hard and breathing heavy.
‘Daddy will take care of his good girl, always.’ He said softly and then stepped in closer to her, slipping his arms around her to pull her into him.
She breathed in deeply as she buried her face into his chest, feeling calmer already and safe in his embrace.
Whilst she was still nervous, she trusted Loki as he took her hand and led her to his bed. He was careful with her as he laid her down on her back and he straddled carefully over her, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand.
‘Raise your hands up above you, little one.’ He said firmly but kindly.
She knew if she was to panic or get really scared, she could safe word out of the situation. And whilst she hadn’t needed to use it yet, they had barely gotten started together with intimacy. But she knew that if she needed him to stop anything, that he would.
Loki pulled some long velvet material from down the side of his bed and he began to expertly tie her wrists together when she put them above her. He winked down at her as he then tied them to the headboard.
He saw her swallowing hard as she tugged on it a little, testing them. She was bound well. It made her excited, but more nervous again. It was actually happening.
Loki could tell her nerves were building again. He trailed the tips of his fingers slowly from her wrists down her arms, her inner elbows and then further down yet. She let out a small giggle and wriggled a bit under him as he reached her underarms and tickled her lightly for a few seconds, breaking the ice more and helping to distract her.
It didn’t all have to be serious, he wanted to make her comfortable. To enjoy it. To trust him. That was what it was all about. Especially since it was her first time being restrained.
‘Ticklish, are we?’ He teased and chuckled, moving further down her body. He tickled the sides of her breasts momentarily, enjoying the way they jiggled as she squirmed and laughed.
He leaned down and started sucking on her nipples, his fingers kept exploring further down to her hips. But his tickling touch then became firmer, her laughter became moans instead.
‘I wonder how ticklish my little one is down here.’ He growled and moved further down her body, spreading her legs open and making her a bit shy again as he focused on her cunt.
He ran his fingers up and down her outer folds first, then spread her open and started licking her softly, taking his time at first. He listened closely to the noises she was making, what she seemed to like and what drove her crazy. She was so aroused, his chin was covered with her juices and he hadn’t been down there for long yet.
When he focused on her clit, she almost bucked him off the bed. Making him chuckle against her. Then he growled and feasted on her like a starved man, paying plenty of attention to her clit.
‘Please… Can I cum, p… please!’ She cried out, unsure if she would be able to hold off even if he said no.
‘You may.’ Loki growled, only stopping briefly to give her permission before he was back to making her dance on his tongue.
‘Oh my, you taste exquisite.’ Loki purred after she had cum and he’d licked her clean, though that had just made her even messier. He crawled up over her and untied her wrists, surprising her slightly that it was over already, it hadn’t been scary at all like she thought it might be at first.
Loki slipped his arms around her and rolled them to the side, cradling her into him. She hid her face into the crook of his neck as he rubbed her back softly.
‘Such a good girl. Did you enjoy that?’ He asked, his voice just above a whisper.
She nodded and curled herself more into him, making him smile as he kissed the top of her head.
After mulling it over for an hour, Loki decided to go to her room and speak to her. She couldn’t run from him there.
Instead of knocking, he just teleported in. But he was annoyed to find she wasn’t there.
He knew he should’ve respected her privacy and just left. But his nosey-ness got the better of him. He had a look around her room. Ended up looking in her wardrobe and smiled fondly as he saw she still had the cute pyjamas and nighties that he’d gifted her. Including some cuddly toys at the bottom of her wardrobe.
Loki ended up wandering through into her bathroom. His brows furrowed as he spotted a bottle by the sink. It was prescribed drugs from the doctor he noted as he picked it up to take a look. He didn’t know what it was, but he made a mental note of the name. Then he left her room, not wanting to be caught snooping.
‘What were you doing in Rosie’s room?’ Pepper snapped at Loki when she caught him leaving.
Loki narrowed his eyes at her. ‘She isn’t in there, if that’s what you’re getting at.’
‘That makes it worse, you were in there without permission.’
Loki rolled his eyes, then asked what those pills were for that he’d found in her bathroom.
‘They are for anxiety and depression. Why?’ Pepper frowned.
Loki frowned too. ‘Why would Rose need them?’ He asked, appalled.
Pepper’s eyes widened. ‘I didn’t realise she was on them… But it’s no wonder after what you put her through.’
Loki didn’t listen to anymore. He teleported back into Rosie’s bathroom and grabbed the pills, then teleported to the kitchen to look for her. He spotted her in the corner of the room at a table, there was no one else around.
He stormed over towards her, perhaps a bit too quickly as she looked up and looked scared as he approached her. But then she was confused when he took her pills and put them down on the table on front of her.
‘Why are you filling your body with this ridiculous junk?’ Loki asked a bit too harshly, but he just couldn’t understand why she would do it.
Rosie was stunned for a moment, unable to process what the hell was going on.
‘I… I’ve needed them for a while now. They help.’ Rosie said quietly as she reached over the table and grabbed the bottle back.
Loki frowned. ‘These will mess with your mind, you don’t need them.’
‘You can’t tell me what I need or don’t need anymore! You gave that up when you just left me!’ Rosie snapped and stood up quickly, tears instantly started falling down her face.
‘I thought I wasn’t good enough for you, for anyone. That I wasn’t worthy of having a Daddy or even just a boyfriend. Not even worth two minutes of your time to tell me face to face or even call to tell me it was off. Instead you left me wondering for days, weeks, months, what happened and what I did wrong. Over and over I kept thinking about what I did wrong to make you leave, and what I could have done to keep you happy. These pills were the fourth ones to try, to help calm my brain down. To stop the dark thoughts from plaguing my mind every single day and night.’
She took a breath and tried to stop crying, but she just couldn’t. Her sight was all blurry.
‘It became obvious when I saw the news about you… I would be in no league for a God. But then I started mulling over why you even took interest in the first place. Probably nothing more than just a play toy, something to pass some of your time.’
Rosie was just folding up some of her washing in the living room while the TV was on in the background. She tried to keep herself busy enough, anything to try and stop herself from thinking about him. 
Suddenly an emergency news bulletin overcame the usual TV programmes. There was an attack happening in New York, aliens. 
Looking up at the TV, her eyes widened at seeing the destruction going on. She saw The Avengers there trying to save the day as always. 
But when the camera zoomed in briefly on the villain trying to take over, her heart stopped and she started sobbing uncontrollably. 
It was Loki. It was him. 
She couldn’t believe it as she fell to the floor on her hands and knees, crying and screaming in anger, frustration, sadness, fear. Everything rolled into one.
‘No wonder he left… He’s a God. I’m nothing but an ant in comparison, probably a toy for him to play with just to pass the time while he was here to scope out the planet.’ She rambled to herself as she hauled herself back up to her feet and threw the rest of her clothes on the floor, not caring anymore.
But that was the first of many days of not caring anymore, down a dark spiral.
Loki was stunned at her outburst. And seeing her so upset broke his heart, he was unable to do anything to comfort her. Not that he thought she would let him hold her anyway.
‘Rose… Rosie… I, that was never what’
Rosie didn’t give him a chance, she grabbed her things and darted past him, running out of the kitchen from him. And Loki found he was unable to move from the spot to go after her, as much as he wanted to.
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karimac · 3 years
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…in the details, Part 3
A/N: Warning for this series: 18+ audience (minors DNI), some cinematic level violence, some fluff and angst. Doubt that smut will be involved, but it may be implied. I’ll make sure that is noted clearly if it pops up.
All relationships, at this point anyway, are platonic.
Please do not repost or translate my work. Likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.
A bit about the OC Kari
Part 1
Part 2
All mistakes are my own.
Word count: 3,556
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Well, that was not exactly the best idea, was it?
Dr. Darcy Lewis, unlike her colleague, Dr. Erik Selvig, was not a big fan nor an authority on any form of mythology. And the Irish history ask was a longshot at best.
So, here you were, in the coffee shop smack dab in the middle of Westview, talking to Dr. Lewis and getting nowhere fast.
“And, that’s not happening,” the astrophysicist grumbled as she set down her phone and took another sip of her beverage. It was some weirdly sweet concoction that looked like what humans thought rainbow-colored unicorn poop looked like. This world was not ready for what real magical beasts looked like. Most authors had not gotten all of that right in their books. No surprise there. No human really needed to see such things on a daily basis, and whoever had been the muses for those authors had covered up a lot.
“I take it Dr. Selvig has no clue on the Celtic Pantheon?” you asked as you sipped your very boring, light, non-sweet hot coffee. The barista probably wanted to laugh when you ordered it, but he did his best to stifle his snicker. “It was a very long reach on my part, Dr. Lewis. I’m sorry I roped you into this.”
“You can call me Darcy because you actually acknowledge my academic status,” the brunette said as she flipped her phone over again. “So, Thor is off in space. You don’t want me calling Falcon or his pal with the metal arm. Captain Marvel isn’t on your contact list. Ant Man and The Wasp? They can be sort of science geeks, right? Wait. Banner? Is he OK to call?”
Before you could open your mouth, Darcy was texting Banner off her own phone. “You know Bruce?”
“I met him at some meet and greet at MIT before the world went poof,” Darcy replied as she set her phone back down and seemed to be praying Banner would actually return her text. “Stark was there, too, but Banner was the one I got coffee with. Sweet guy, you know, even if he gets all green sometimes.”
As you sipped your coffee, you noticed a few people giving you odd looks. It made you very nervous. “Maybe we should finish up and get back on the road?” you asked Darcy as you quietly motioned toward the other patrons getting their daily fix of caffeine.
“Yeah, bubbe isn’t answering me anyway,” Darcy said as she picked up her phone and got up from her chair. By now there were several residents blocking the exit. “What is your problem? We paid. We’re busing our table. Then we’re leaving.”
“Are The Avengers going to hunt her down?” one woman in the back of the group asked as Darcy looked back toward you and mouthed the word “Help” before turning back to the crowd. The questioner was loud, but you couldn’t see her because of the big delivery man standing in front of her with a huge pile of Amazon packages. “Why did you come back?”
It was time to vamp. With an apparently faulty memory, this was going to be interesting.
“Before you all ask about what is going to happen regarding Wanda Maximoff, I want you all to know I have no authority to speak for The Avengers. I have never been a true member of the team. I helped them at a time when things were beyond bleak for this world. It was an honor and a privilege. But I am not a spokesperson. I am not a team leader.”
“Then why did you come here?” a man with glasses, holding a briefcase, asked from the line where he was waiting for his order. “Then and now?”
“I came the first time because I was looking for my friend. I was pulled into that nightmare just like you were. I wish I had been able to help her before any of this happened.”
“But you have powers, right? Couldn’t you have shut her down, hot stuff?” the first woman added as she moved to the front. Then you recognized her. Agatha Harkness. If Wanda kept her alive, there was a reason for it, and all the pain you had rising in your core had to be tamped down fast. Harkness had hurt Wanda, and that would have to be addressed one day. You were good at playing the long game.
“Taking her out in any sort of power stunt could have jeopardized your lives. I was not sure what she did to make it all happen, and I was not going to risk your lives. I’m sorry it wasn’t put to an end sooner. Now, if you will excuse us, we need to get to a meeting regarding the incident here,” you said as you and Darcy pushed through the crowd and back out to the street.
“OK, what was all that? Spin? Or are you remembering something?” Darcy asked as you got back into her car. You had left your rental on the outskirts of town. Better to travel as a unit until your business here was concluded.
“I remember a couple of things from that mess,” you said as you tried to keep your hands from shaking. “I remember Wanda and Vision’s sons. Billy and Tommy. I remember the house where I lived. Can we drive out to where Wanda had her house? Maybe that will help?”
Darcy pulled out of the parking space and made the lefts and rights to the lot where Wanda’s house had been. The one you were living in was in a lot right next to it. It was empty now, too, but you got out of the car anyway and stood in the center of the patch of dirt. You closed your eyes and held your breath as you tried to piece together what had happened. And then you started to cry as you fell to your knees.
“Whoa, slow down,” Darcy said as she ran and knelt beside you. “What did you see?”
“It’s weird. Wanda came over one day and more or less apologized to me because she couldn’t give me my real happy ending. I can show you, if you’ll let me…”
“Go into my mind?” Darcy protested before you could wave her off the idea. “No Vulcan mind melds for me today, thanks.”
“No, I carry this mirror, and you can see memories in it. Trust me, I do not use telepathy as a first line of anything. I tried it once, to help a friend, but it just caused more problems,” you groaned as you pulled the mirror out of your backpack. You waved your hand over it, and Darcy could now see what had happened with Wanda.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t find them and bring them here,” the Sokovian said quietly as she walked around the 1980s version of what was your living room. It was way too pastel for your liking, but the hints of fuchsia, orchid and teal in the overall cream and light gray design weren’t so bad. You had a couple of cats there with you. One was an orange tabby with a penchant for eating tuna at any given moment. He was warm and affectionate and just a ray of sunshine dressed in fur. The other was as white as the driven snow, but his own cuddly disposition came through. He was the one who would leave you weird gifts every morning. Rocks, feathers, and yes, the occasional dead mouse would be at the foot of your bed each sunrise. You’d find out at the end of that nightmare that the cats were only constructs of Wanda’s chaos magic.
“I know you miss the three of them,” she continued as she pointed to a framed picture of Steve, Bucky and Sam, all decked out in appropriate 1980s clothes that made them look like they ran away from some cop drama. “It’s probably better that there aren’t too many Avengers here anyway. Vis is getting concerned. And this way, well, no one needs to know which one you would have chosen. I know. You know. So you can always talk to me. Like we did before. But I gave you the wedding ring to make sure no one came on to you. Just in case I can get him here soon.”
As you showed Darcy the memory, a tiny part of you was screaming that this whole scenario seemed wrong. You watched Wanda’s crimson glow float around you as she spoke. You vaguely remembered The Morrigan trying to kick some sense back into your addled brain, but Wanda’s world was much too enticing to let your other self come to the fore. You wanted the damned happily ever after with the husband and the house and everything that meant in the modern American ethos. You had rationalized things for years in such a way that you’d never let yourself get it. That was why no one was here to hug you at night like Wanda had Vision. Maybe that fact alone was enough to crack Wanda’s hold on you a bit more than she realized?
But you also had to admit that you wanted to be there for Wanda in case things went south. That much was clear from the moment you showed up in Westview the first time.
“How come you didn’t just zap her? Fight back?” Darcy asked as you fully shifted to the present day and paused the memory.
“Because she wasn’t wrong. I did miss Bucky, Steve and Sam. I missed Banner, too, because they were, in the end, the ones still here that cared if I lived or died. And Spider-Man. Which is random and weird, but he did. And frankly, what I said in the coffee shop was true. I had no idea what my powers would do to her spell. I could have leveled the town. That was not an option.”
“So, that Agatha woman…” Darcy started to say and then stopped. “Wait. That was her? In the coffee shop? That was why you were acting so weird?”
“Yeah. Wanda could have killed her or taken Agatha away with her to imprison her. She didn’t. After what Agatha tried to do to Wanda, to try and take her powers, Wanda had every right to finish her off. But Wanda doesn’t likely know all that yet. There are rules set up from ages ago. Things witches can and can’t do to each other under specific circumstances. So Wanda left her trapped here—for now anyway. But, whatever happened with them, it affected me, too. I got hit with stray magic blasts. I’m betting it messed up my powers in ways I didn’t realize. And maybe my memories as well.”
As Darcy knelt there, her phone finally chimed. It was some weird little R2-D2 chirpy beep, and she looked elated as she showed you the message. “Seems Bruce still cares if you are OK or not. I don’t think bringing him here is such a great idea…”
“Did anyone send him data about what happened here?” you asked as you got to your feet, pocketing some of the dirt from the lot before you stood up. “Air and soil samples? Readings from the residents?”
“I can get them for him. Trust me, Jimmy Woo and Monica Rambeau would be more than happy to help. I’m glad that loon Hayward seems to have gone into hiding or was hauled away to The Raft,” Darcy noted as she checked her phone again. “Seems the doc is working out of a Stark lab here in Jersey. Road trip?”
You really didn’t want to go see Bruce. You had no idea how you’d explain any of what you did to him.
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You rehearsed what you planned to tell Bruce a million times in your mind as Darcy drove along the Garden State Parkway to a place called Woodcliff Lake. Stark Industries did indeed have a lab there, and it made you want to scream as you walked into the facility. You did not need yet another reminder that you could not save Tony Stark’s life at the end of that final battle with Thanos. That was part of why you were in this mess in the first place. It was also why you had a screaming fight with Stephen Strange, but no one else knew about that yet.
“Dr. Banner? We’re here!” Darcy yelled as you walked toward what had to be the research wing. The lack of security in the place was a bit disturbing, but then again, there were probably booby traps built into every square inch of the place. You could just hear Tony now as you got closer to the lab area. It would likely have been close to the speech you got the first time he talked to you at the compound.
“Hey! Lucky Charms! Don’t touch any of the expensive stuff. I guess that means don’t touch anything. I still have no idea why you are hanging around the team except that Steve wants you here for some reason. Maybe you’re tied to…his friend…and I just don’t want to face that? Still have issues with all of that, even if the man is dead. Pepper and Morgan said I should be nice to you, but I’m not quite there yet after what happened in Berlin. They are better people than I’ll ever be.”
“Earth to Kari?” you finally heard Bruce say as he waved his massive green hand in front of your face. Then he realized why you were likely spacing out. "Dr. Lewis, can we have a minute?”
“You can call me Darcy, if I can call you Bruce?” Lewis said as Banner nodded to her. “Cool. I’ll go find the little scientist’s room and be right back,” she added as she left the lab.
“So,” Bruce started as he pointed you toward a set of chairs at one side of the lab, “Darcy filled me in via text. I have no idea what happened with Wanda, and I know none of us know where she is. I did call a friend who wants to help,” he noted as a swirling circle of yellow light formed near the window that looked out over the parking lot. “I figured you’d listen to him, and he knows more about this stuff than I do.”
“What did you do?” Wong shouted as he exited the portal. “You usually listen to reason. Why did you go after Wanda all alone?”
“I went to help Wanda. She was hurting. She watched Vision die twice. She lost Pietro. I can relate to all that very, very well. My twin Branan died in front of my eyes, too, and I’ve buried two husbands. Both died in battle. I just wanted her to know she wasn’t alone. But she…she hit all my vulnerable points. And she was under attack at the same time. From a woman named Agatha Harkness and from the director of SWORD. Some martinet named Hayward. He built another Vision. I think Hayward was using Wanda’s powers to bring him to life. Darcy is going to check in with some of the people who worked with her to get you more intel, Bruce.”
“Another version of Vision? Great,” Bruce muttered as he looked over at Wong. “As for this Harkness person…”
“The name rings very small bells, so I’ll need to do some research,” Wong noted as you bumped your left fist against your forehead. “What?”
“Harkness is a succubus. And she is old. Not as old as I am, but she is still a good 400 years old, give or take a day. She apparently survived the Salem Witch Trials. Wanda spelled her and left her in Westview. I think she is, at least in small ways, aware that her world is all wrong. I didn’t want to press it when I saw her in that coffee shop. We do not need an angry succubus flying around. Wong, they got into an aerial battle, and Wanda was using sigils, runes, whatever you want to call them, to focus her power. I think she picked that up from good old Aggie. I never showed her anything like that on purpose. I always suspected she had magic in her bones, but it wasn’t my place to start that fire. The bigger issue is that Wanda conjured up two children while she was there. She created cats for me, so anything is possible. I got knocked out by the end of the fight, so I have no idea what exactly happened in the end other than Wanda running off and Agatha being left behind for some reason.”
“And?” Wong asked as he started to look you up and down. “You did a spell? And it went bad? Your aura is all messed up.”
“I…I tried to do a spell so The Avengers would think of me less and less, and then eventually I’d just be a fleeting memory. I felt walking away in the dead of night, the thing I usually do when I am leaving town, would not be good enough. The spell got botched, and now I’m connected in some fashion to Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes. Looking back at it, I spent more time with them in the days leading up to my departure. Steve and Bruce were there the day I left, and so were Sam and Bucky. And…I’m carrying a lot of guilt about Bucky after his accident in 1943.”
“All this on top of the magical circus Wanda made? Are you insane?” Wong yelled as he started to pace.
“And the fight I had with Stephen on the day of the battle. Yeah, I guess I am insane,” you replied as Wong threw up his hands. Bruce had gotten extremely quiet, and that was not a good thing.
“Before we get to dissecting your spell, Kari, was this because of what Tony said? About you not being an Avenger because you were…?”
“Unstable? Yes. And the fact I could not bring anyone back from the grave, especially during that last battle. And the fact about who killed his parents. Buck did while under Hydra control. Steve found out and never told Tony. I ran into The Winter Soldier a few times over the decades, so there was the chance I could have prevented their deaths, too. Tony really had no reason to ask me to join the band.”
“Once we get your spell problem sorted, then we will address this, too,” Bruce said as he looked toward Wong and shook his head. “I loved Tony like a brother, but he was wrong…”
You winced a few times as you tried to listen to Bruce and Wong, now joined once again by Darcy, as they tried to figure out how to fix or reverse that spell, and they hashed out what might have happened to you during that first trip to Westview. You were really trying to focus on their questions, but you felt a tug that no one else could ever have possibly felt.
“Baltimore,” you mumbled as you pulled out your cellphone and debated texting the person you felt tugging at that damned invisible string. No. That would have ended badly, especially since your original spell had gone haywire.
“Bucky Barnes was arrested?” Darcy asked as she showed you her phone alert. “I bet he punched that new fake Cap in the nose. Sorry, but that guy looks like he has no clue. I saw him on Good Morning America. Total cheese fest.”
“Wait. What?” you asked as you took her phone. “Sam didn’t keep the shield? I just hope Bucky didn’t punch Sam and wind up in jail for that!” You gave Darcy back her phone and looked at yours again. It was buzzing. “Anyone here know who the hell is Christina Raynor?” you asked the trio in front of you. No one had any clue about that. You hit the speaker button as you answered the call.
“Hello? Ms. MacOrish. I’m James Barnes’ therapist, Christina Raynor. Sam Wilson said I should give you a call and ask you to join us in Baltimore. As quickly as possible, if you can. I don’t think Mr. Barnes wants to spend the night in a holding cell.”
“Oh no, you are not going to Baltimore,” Wong said as he crossed his arms and got a stern look on his face. “Not while your head is all over the place. You could portal to Baltimore in the 1800s for all you know. You could end up eating lunch with Lord Baltimore in the 1700s. You really shouldn’t do this.”
“Wong, what better place for me to go than to see a therapist?” you said with a smirk as you opened your own portal, this one a lovely shade of emerald green, that went to where Raynor was waiting for you—outside an interrogation room at the city jail.
“Mr. Wilson said you’d be fast. He did not tell me you were one of the powered class,” Raynor said as you went through the portal, looking back to wave briefly as you heard Darcy’s last comment.
“What about your rental car?”
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gayaethernaut · 3 years
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As requested by @wilhelmares here are the shipping HCs for Marlton/Misty!
I’ll be honest, I am less familiar with the BO2 Victis storyline and characters as I am compared to the other Aether crews, but I will try my best! Most of these I’m just going off of the general vibes that I remember from these two (and I reread the comics last night to help me remember their characters), so I apologize if there are any inaccuracies!
•Who said “I love you” first
Technically I’d say it would be Marlton, but he said it in his usual long-winded-technical-Marlton speak. They probably weren’t even facing each other when he said it, looking over his shoulder while Misty’s back was turned trying to fight off zombies and cover him. Once the last zombie in that wave was killed and Misty finally had a chance to breathe and process what he said, her eyes got all wide and she had to ask him to clarify if he said that he loved her. If they were alone at the time, they would share a quiet moment where Misty takes his hand and tells Marlton that she loves him too- followed by a mostly-joking threat that he better not share that with the others. Once she runs off to take on the next horde Marlton just watches her go, smiling.
•Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background
I think they both would, but Marlton would probably have a photo of him and Misty together as his background. Misty has a photo of Marlton in the middle of sneezing as her background, because she thinks it’s funny.
•Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror
I think Misty, and I think her little notes would be half threats, half little compliments. Something like “I’ll kill you if you use up all the hot water, also you’re cute.” Marlton has a hard time reading them anyways without his glasses, but he still appreciates it.
•Who buys the other cheesy gifts
Definitely Marlton. Given their apocalypse setting, it’s less of him buying cheesy gifts and more of him going out of his way to scavenge for things she might like or find useful. I HC that’s why Marlton is often shown with just a pistol and Misty usually has a larger gun or rifle, because Marlton knows she likes those better and she’ll them to good use. While he’s also given her little sentimental things here and there, she’ll actually insist that he holds onto them. Not because she doesn’t want them but because he has way more pockets than she does and Misty trusts Marlton to hold onto the things most important to her.
•Who initiated the first kiss
Definitely Misty. I imagine it was during the aftermath of another crazy fetch-quest for Richtofen/Maxis, Misty has gotten herself hurt doing something reckless and Marlton actually dropped his usual vocabulary to try and explain how upset it made him. He specifies that it’s not her being a badass he has an issue with, but her not caring about what happens to her. It’s the moment that Misty realizes that Marlton actually cares about her and doesn’t just see her as another pretty face. She promises to be more careful from now on- and maybe a quip about still keeping his ass safe- before leaning forward to kiss him gently.
•Who kisses the other awake in the morning
It actually alternates depending on who was keeping watch that night for zombies. Marlton always kisses Misty on the forehead first, then moves down to her nose so that it’ll do that adorable little crinkle. Then he’ll proceed to kiss every single freckle on her face until she’s fully awake and playfully shoving him away. Misty is at her most cuddly in the morning, so she’ll actually nuzzle up into Marlton and plant many kisses on his cheek before also handing him his glasses once he’s finally awake. Then she’ll usually hum out something like “good morning, nerd.” It’s always the highlight of both of their days.
•Who asks if they can join the other in the shower
I think Marlton- but he uses so many words and long strings of technical jargon to keep him rambling and avoid directly asking her because of his nerves. Eventually Misty figures it out and just pulls him in.
•Who surprises the other in the middle of the work day with lunch
So for most of these I was going with either a canon or semi-canon setting, but for this one I’m going with an AU where they live on a ranch of some kind and Marlton drives into town every day for an office job. He frequently drives home for his lunch breaks to spend time with Misty and make them both lunch, but every once in a while Misty likes to show up and surprise Marlton at work with takeout from his favorite place.
•Who was nervous and shy on their first date
I actually think it would be Misty- but hear me out. What if their first “official” date was during their brief time at The House. Little Sam and Eddie overheard that they were together and set up a pillow fort in the living room for them to hang out alone in. They sat inside of it together and just… talked. But it was the first time in so long that Marlton felt so comfortable and happy just being there alone with Misty that it was actually like- a normal conversation. Perhaps normal wouldn’t be the right word- but there was no long strings of needless vocabulary from Marlton. It actually kind of intimidated Misty a little- just listening to him talk about the future. What she would have liked to do if their lives had been different. What he would like to do if they could go back to their normal lives. He still broke out into his usual rambles every once in a while, both out of habit and because it seemed to make Misty less nervous and laugh.
•Who kills/takes out the spiders
Marlton’s always given a warning so that she doesn’t startle him, but Misty loves using the spiders as target practice. It’s also funny when Stu and Russman come running in after hearing the gunfire and searching for the source of the threat, only for Marlton to inform them that it was just a spider and that they’d be needing to scavenge for more ammo soon.
•Who loudly proclaims their love when drunk
Honestly I’d say both of them- though Marlton rarely drinks. While sober Misty is often hesitant to openly broadcast her affections, Drunk Misty will delightfully run around and show off her boyfriend to everyone (mostly the zombies) around them, all while refusing to let go of his hand.
There you have it! I’m ngl I’ve never really shipped these two all that much, but I still had a ton of fun coming up with HCs for this ship and GreySam so I’d love to do more of this!
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UTOPIA [ 3 ]
Pairing: BTS x Y/N
Synopsis: Y/N L/N, the name of the current monarch of Corea. They became the ruler after successfully ending the previous king along with the dynasty as well. In their harem, countless men are present to help balance the court’s power. However, is this truly their intentions? The palace was always a place that needs to be proceeded with caution but as time goes by, recklessness would most likely outweigh it. You found yourself unable to prosper the kingdom without being too connected to it.
HaremAu!
Warning: None
Word Count: 4.1k
A/n: Finally finished part three of Utopia. Feedback are always welcome. Anyways, enjoy 🌿.
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Focusing at the familiar sensation you were feeling on your back, you couldn’t help but let out a low groan. Satisfied with the pressure that is currently being applied, you obediently lay on the bed and let the magic occur. Combined that with the calming scent of lavender with a hint of rosemary, you couldn’t decipher whether or not if this was truly reality.
Continuing to let yourself sink into the mattress, you couldn’t help but be annoyed at the stare that you were getting.
“ A little harder on my shoulder blades?”
Feeling a heavier pressure applied to your tense shoulders, you could only sigh and not enjoy the entire experience because of a particular someone.
Despite you wanting to ignore it, luck was apparently not favouring you today. Well, you should have known that ignoring was never an option.
Hissing at a particular hard jab, you felt the pressure being lifted along with a line of apology. Little shuffles were then heard, until the person was standing a good distance away from you.
“ I… apologize?”
Scrunching your eyebrows at his tone, you were confused why he was using it. Turning your head around to meet his gaze, you offered him a curious look.
“ Do you need anything, Namjoon?”
At the mention of his name, Namjoon uncomfortably directs his gaze anywhere but you, obviously trying to avoid your questioning.
“ You seem weird today,” you commented, “ Do you perhaps have a fever?”
Quickly scanning his body, you tried to find out where the problem lies. Reaching your arm up to position it against his forehead, you tested his body temperature.
Seems normal.
While you were busy trying to come up with a potential reason, Namjoon could feel himself flushed in surprise. Stunned at what you were doing, he couldn’t help but stared at you, wide eyed.
Noticing how shocked he seemed, you removed your hand away, and chuckled.
Raising your left eyebrow, you teased, “ Why are you so stunned?”
Flinching at getting caught, Namjoon’s face continued to burn a crimson color.
“ I-I…”
Seeing how you manage to make the overly wise Namjoon speechless, you decided that it would be better to save your teasing for another day. After all, there are more important things to talk about as of now.
“ I trust that you will be more than capable of taking care of yourself,” turning around, you relax against the soft material, “ If you don’t, I don’t think that you have the ability to be by my side.”
Namjoon, a person who has been with you for years, is also a master in his own rights. Unlike Taehyung, Namjoon is well versed in the realm of medicine. Having memorized countless documents from ancient manuscripts to the most recent, Namjoon could be considered as a living medical dictionary.
With how long you have known each other, you know more than anyone how powerful Namjoon can become if he would put some effort in building his public relations. However, no one could ever be that perfect, every person has at least a flaw of their own.
“ … yes, your majesty.”
There it is again.
“ You don’t have to be so formal, Namjoon,” you reminded him, “ We, basically, have known each other for most of our lives.”
Not only has he learned many valuable information from the countless documents he had read, it had also somewhat affected his ability to be casual with others. Normally, it would only happen when he is with friends and whatnot, but never with you nor Taehyung. However, Namjoon seemed to become much more closed off the moment you guys took up your positions within the palace.
Maybe it was the difference in rank, but knowing Namjoon, he wouldn’t have cared so what’s the actual reason?
“ But, yo—“
You interrupted, “ No, I know what you are going to say… I don’t care if I am your current superior.”
Pushing yourself to your knees, you drowsily sit on the bed, still feeling the impact from earlier.
Sighing, you continued, “ Namjoon… before becoming the monarch, you were my friend first. You should know this better than anyone else, Namjoon… that our roots are intertwined.”
Hesitantly nodding at your word, Namjoon seemed to be more conflicted than before. You, this time however, waited for him to sort those feelings out himself.
The moment he called your name, you nodded and moved on, careful to not make him too uncomfortable.
Rubbing your back, you asked, “ My back is fine, right?”
“ Your back is fine. The soreness you are feeling is your body’s reaction to such an abrupt impact.”
Nodding at the reasonable answer, you reach your right hand over to your left shoulder and massage them, attempting to relieve your shoulders from its tense state.
“ Hwan is really big nowadays, she must’ve thought that she is still a puppy,” you said, finding how cute she is.
However, thinking back to earlier, your body couldn’t help but shudder at the feeling.
Groaning at the heavy weight on top of yourself, you tried to push them off but to no avail. Somewhat having an idea who this could be, you definitely have to handle it with care. If not, someone was going to be extremely mad at you.
Suddenly, you felt a chilling sensation on your left cheek, feeling a shiver wrack your body. Instinctively you brought your hand up to your cheek and wiped the substance off your skin. Wrinkling your face at the substance, you helplessly ruffled the big ball of fluff that was currently nibbling at your neck.
Purring at the feeling, it digs its head to the crevice of your neck and cuddles into you.
Normally, you would have also cuddled into the pile of fur if you were in a more private setting. However, with Taehyung screaming at someone, that scenario seemed far too out of reach, especially with you being stuck under a portable comforter.
Unable to contain your exhaustion, you let out a sigh, wondering why no one was helping you.
Am I really that cuddly? Why does everyone have to hug me today?
You flapped your arms around, silently gesturing for help which was thankfully answered by General Kim’s assistance. Lifting up the large body off you, he also assisted you on your way back to your feet.
Feeling painful pricks continuously nib at your feet, you waited for some moments to get blood to travel back to your asleep lower body.
Patting your attire to get rid of any dirty particles, you looked over to the pile of fur that was now hiding behind a certain person. You would have deceived yourself for its pitiful form if you didn’t see its excited eyes, piercing at you.
Looking up, you met the new arrival’s eyes who was awkwardly rubbing his neck, silently apologizing for his dog’s actions.
“ You should have put her on a leash!”
Taehyung, who had seemed to fully restore all his energy, was full on ranting at the person situated opposite of you, who was now pouting because of the lecture. He then looked over to you, silently sending another apology in the stead of his dog.
“ You don’t have to go that far, Tae,” you reassured him, “ Besides, Hwan didn’t hurt me. I was just taken by surprise by the abrupt greeting.”
Clapping your hands, you looked over to Hwan and signaled her to come over. While waiting for her to enter your arms, you shot Tae a soothing look, hoping to ease him up. As expected, Taehyung could only helplessly sigh and stop his ranting.
Watching your interaction with Hwan, Taehyung couldn’t help but pout. However, that was dismissed by all of you.
After having your share of exercising with Hwan, you look up and smile at the male who was proudly admiring you and Hwan the entirety of your little playtime.
Picking yourself up from your kneeled position, you walked over to the group with Hwan happily following your steps.
“ How have you been, Hoseok?” You greeted.
Smiling in return, Hoseok replied, “ I have been doing well, you’re majesty.”
Happy that he was doing alright, you threw a stick in the opposite direction, waiting for Hwan to go and retrieve it.
“ That’s good to hear. After all the mishaps within the palace, at least someone is doing well.”
“ I’m hoping that I’m not the only one,” Hoseok chuckled at your response, “ How have you been doing, your majesty?”
“ I—“
“ You definitely aren’t the only one doing well.” Taehyung interrupted, “Besides, I am sure that Y/N is doing quite well.”
Not knowing what to do, you could only shut your mouth, and tried your best to give a natural smile.
Immediately after, the atmosphere became a little too awkward for your liking.
Shooting Taehyung a glare, you silently warned him of his actions. However, not only did Taehyung not look apologetic, he even did a little ‘hmph’ to prove his point.
Lucky for you, with Hwan rushing back to the group, placing the stick in front of you, dispersing the tense atmosphere was much more achievable.
“ I’m doing fine, Hoseok,” directing your gaze to meet Hwan’s, “ Hwan is getting so big.”
As if waiting for the particular comment, Hoseok happily nodded, reaching his hand over to pet Hwan.
“ She indeed is,” Hoseok smiled, “ Though, she seemed to be a little puppy yesterday to me.”
Noticing how fond Hoseok is towards Hwan, you silently coo at how closed they were. However, that was cut short once again by the one and only Royal Consort.
“ That dog’s too big, it might even endanger your majesty’s life with its weight,” Taehyung interjected, “ Yeontan is much better.”
Normally, you would have dismissed the comparison if it was between the two of you. However, with Hoseok being here, you cannot just let him act whatever way he wants to. You knew that Taehyung did not fully intend to insult Hwan, but it was enough to offend Hoseok.
Even after your initial warning, he still decided to disobey your words.
Looks like I spoiled him too much.
Instead of repeating your previous reaction, you decided to ignore the male next to you and instead focus on who's opposite of you.
Seeing how awkward things have been, General Kim decided to intervene in an attempt to lift the tension.
“ May this servant ask the Noble Consort the reason for you being here?”
Previously nervously glancing at the bush nearby, Hoseok perked up at his title and smiled in return.
“ Originally, I did not plan to go out today,” Hoseok explained, “ However, this little rascal hasn't quiet down since last night. As a result, I figured to get some exercise while at it.”
Nodding at his response, an idea suddenly came, whooshing into General Kim’s mind.
“ If you do not mind my suggestion, your majesty,” General Kim looked over to you, “ Since the Royal Consort is training his physical body, if we were to have another person join, he would have a partner to practice with.”
Curious at what he was hinting, you urged him to elaborate.
“ To be more specific, I think that the Noble Consort would be the perfect candidate.”
Looking between the two, you contemplated at the suggestion.
Hoseok was quite agile by just how he carried himself. His moves also seemed quite sharp but with him wearing a hanbok, you can’t really figure out if it was true or not.
While you were busy thinking about the possibility, the mentioned couple were glancing at each other, too shocked to say anything. However, before Taehyung could even think about denying it, you beat him to his own game by fiercely glaring at him. Making direct eye contact with you, Taehyung couldn’t help but cowered slightly, unable to utter a witty comment. Looks like your little tiger has lost once again.
Smiling in triumph, you couldn’t help but puff your shoulders slightly, proud of winning your guys’ little game.
“ Hoseok, what do you think?,” you asked, “ Would you mind being Taehyung’s partner?”
Looking at Hoseok, you can immediately sense his nervousness and hesitation at your offer.
If you were being truthful, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have Hoseok accompany Taehyung. However, you weren’t a pushover, you wouldn’t force Hoseok to so something he doesn’t want to. Though, you still hope he accepts your offer.
“... I would be more than happy to do so,” Hoseok said, “ However, would the Royal Consort not mind my presence?”
“ Of co—“
Before Taehyung could reject the idea, you interrupted, “ No, Taehyung definitely would not mine. Am I correct, Taehyung?”
Shivering at your tone, Taehyung immediately nodded.
Satisfied with his response, you happily entrust Taehyung’s training to General Kim and Hoseok.
“ Then I’ll entrust Taehyung to the both of you,” you said.
“ Of course, your majesty.”
“ … Yes, your majesty.”
At the tone of Hoseok’s tone, you were reminded of a certain etiquette used specifically within the palace.
Pretending to be oblivious to his tone, you looked at him, confused.
“ Do… you perhaps need anything, Hoseok?”
Hoseok, realizing that he got caught red-headed, could only sheepishly nod his head.
As expected, you had to fulfill a request of his for the time he would spend with Taehyung.
Although the palace could sometimes be considered to be quite mysterious, whenever it comes to favour, there is no grey space, only black and white. If you have asked a person for a favour, expect that person to do exactly the same to you when they need it. That’s the basic rules that all need to understand when entering the palace.
If not, it’s easier to die than to live within the palace walls.
Knowing this, you had to grant Hoseok one of his requests. Though, until now, you could tell that he is not a malicious person, but it’s better to be extra cautious now that you are always the center of attention.
“ Tell me.”
Not meeting your gaze, your mind immediately branches out to various possibilities.
Maybe he wants me to get him something? Or maybe to grant Minister Jung an audience with me… Maybe he … wants a divorce.
Somehow, your heart unexpectedly tightens at the thought of Hoseok leaving. With just a few months of knowing him, you have grown quite fond of his bright personality. However, your expression still remains composed as you wait for Hoseok’s reply.
“ I would like to go outside.”
“ Hmm?”
Surprised, no shocked at his utterly humble request, you couldn’t help but let out a confused expression. You understand that this man is not like others but how is he so innocent to ask for such a thing?
Seeing your unresponsive state, Hoseok couldn’t help but be uncertain at his request, thinking that it might be too much. As a consort who serves the monarch, he technically can’t have any public relations outside of the palace so he understood that his request was quite absurd. However, he had seen the Royal Consort leave the palace a few times so he figured that it would be alright, but does have to ask for your permission first.
“ You want to go outside?”
Directing his gaze to the voice’s direction, he nodded, confirming Taehyung’s question.
“ Hoseok… you do know that you could go out whenever you want right?” You asked, “ Or was there any misunderstanding that I have yet to catch on to?”
Immediately shaking his head in response to your question, “ No, you did say that but I figured that it was only … out of politeness... I’m sorry.”
You gently waved your hand, dismissing his apologies, “ No it’s fine. If you want to go outside, then go ahead. I don’t restrict people from those types of things.”
Hoseok happily yet hesitantly nodded and thanked you. Somehow, the way you had phrased that particular sentence sounded quite off to him. However, Hoseok ignored it and thanked you for your kindness.
Nodding at his response, it seemed like the perfect time to end the conversation. And with that you went back to caressing Hwan’s soft fur.
Unfortunately, that memory was cut shorter and more abruptly than you would have liked to admit.
“ Y/N? Are you listening to me?”
Flinching at the mention of your name, you were snapped back to reality with Namjoon yelling your name.
“ I apologized. What were you saying?”
Knowing how your mind tends to drift away whenever you just experienced a dramatic scene, all Namjoon could do was helplessly sigh and restart.
“ It’s alright,” he said, turning back to what he was doing, “ This is a combination of lavender and chamomile which would help relax your nervous and digestive system.”
After he had finished combining the two scents, Namjoon makes his way to the chair nearby, settling down on it. Picking up the book on the little table nearby, he gently flipped through the pages to where he previously was.
On the other hand, you have once again lie down on the mattress, your muscles silently aching at every movement you do. Ignoring the pained feeling, you take a moment to inhale the air within the room, noticing how the fragrance was indeed different from the previous one and slowly relaxes your body.
“ You know what Hoseok asked me today in return for being Taehyung’s partner?”
“ The Noble Consort?” Namjoon questioned.
“ Mhm… he asked me to allow him to go outside.”
In response to your comment, Namjoon hummed in interest while still focused on the content of the book.
“ Hoseok, that child, sometimes reminds me of Taehyung,” you said, “ Although they have similar personalities, each of them still shine in their own way. While Taehyung is bubbly and cheeky, Hoseok is … quite innocent when you get close to him.”
“ Innocent and a child? The Noble Consort is only a year younger than you,” Namjoon replied, “ More than that, he is turning twenty-three this year.”
Rolling your eyes at his sarcastic response, you continued to breathe in the calming scent, continuing to feel your body relaxing.
Now that he mentioned that, most of the people that are within your inner circle are quite similar to you in age, with the exception of a few. Maybe it’s because all of you are so young that you guys have bonded through your high ambitions. However, even if they were to be in your age group, they still have to have similar roots as you.
So how did these people manage to befriend me when it has only been 3 months?
Deciding to dismiss the question and postpone to another day, you answered, “ I understand that Hoseok is the same age as you and is an adult. However, the way he carries himself just reminds me of a curious child, especially whenever we talk in depth about a particular subject.”
No, more like a curious child who has been deprived of the most basic education about the way of life.
Somehow, Namjoon found himself nodding in agreement with your observation.
“ Also, with how often he smiles, and so brightly even, just proves the point of how much innocence he has,” you added.
Sometimes, you envy how positive Hoseok is in any situation. Just having a genuine smile in a tense situation can brighten the entire room up. However, not many can be as positive as that.
“ He might seem innocent to you but why would a noble, who has spent his entire existence bathing in riches would suddenly go out to the dirty streets?”
Thinking about what Namjoon just said, it really truly doesn’t make sense. Hoseok, who can have all the things he wants in the world yet still remains to be so innocent and humble. How unbelievable it sounds.
Is this really the real him?
“ I’ll send someone to investigate him further,” you said, sitting up, “ They found almost nothing suspicious about him during the first round of inspection. Maybe, he is hiding something much deeper…”
“... or is working as a spy for Minister Jung within the harem.”
You nodded, expression sharpened at the possible thought. It was a possibility that you have already thought of but ultimately dismissed it after the initial investigation. However, it seems like you should be diving deeper, much deeper. In any case, preventing the worst possible outcome should always be the top priority.
Though, I hope that my intuition is right about you, Hoseok.
“ Be careful, Y/n.” Namjoon warned, “ You never know what or who is involved.”
Silently thanking him, you make your way out of the comfort of your bed and begin walking towards Namjoon.
“ Jungkook.”
At the mention of his name, Jungkook quickly opened the door and entered.
“ Yes, your majesty.”
“ Go and invite Taehyung to come over,” you ordered, “ Quickly.”
Immediately after, Jungkook then greeted you and ran out the door, feeling the need to hurry and bring the Royal Consort back with how urgent you seem.
Knowing this was not the time to question your words, Jungkook focused fully on bringing back the Royal Consort as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, you settled on the seat positioned around the center table, waiting for Taehyung.
After what seemed like quarter of an hour, your chamber doors finally opened.
Normally, you would have waited for Taehyung to even out his breath, but with the possibility of a rat within the harem, there was no time for that.
People might say that you are being too abrupt but with personal experience, how could you repeat the same mistake?
Waving your hand to dismiss Jungkook, “ You can leave, Jungkook. We’ll be fine.”
Nodding at your words, Jungkook then exited the room, knowing to leave your courtyard fully.
You gestured for Taehyung to settle on your right side while Namjoon took the seat left of you.
“ Taehyung, I apologized for suddenly calling y—”
Feeling a light gust of wind entering the closed space, you stopped yourself from saying anything further, “ Looks like we have another guest.”
Quickly standing up from your spot, you quietly make your way towards the shelve on the left side of the room, and grab your sword, that was proudly displayed on the main compartment.
Blazefury, a bonguk geom made especially for you by one of the most skilled blacksmith in the nation, maybe even wider than that.
The single-edge sword was quite long, making it much easier to injure the enemy at a greater distance. Like any other sword, the blade itself is quite sharp. With how much time you put into taking care of your sword, the blade still reflects whatever is put in front of it. The handle of the sword is a deep red, while a scarlet tassel is attached at the hilt, contrasting with the silver metal of the blade.
To say the absolute least, you couldn’t be any more honoured to have this sword within your possession. After all, the sword is a masterpiece on its own, even without having to say who brought this sword to life.
Unsheathing the sword from its leather scabbard, you pointed it towards the window opposite of you.
Smilingly, you slowly close the space between you and whoever was behind the thin windows.
Though, you do find it weird that the person is not moving even after finding out that they have been caught.
How could they be so careless to hide behind a window composed of mostly paper? To spy on me? No, there are other ways. Maybe they just want to finish me?
When you are finally in front of the window, placing your left hand against the window, feeling the rough paper on your fingertips. Gently tracing the outline of the frames, you wickedly lengthen the moment much to other’s displeasure.
To you, however, it truly doesn’t matter if you were to open the window now or later. After all, even if they want to escape, it would be too late to even move a meter.
The only thing that would make you hesitate is if the person would call for backup. You would be able to handle them all, but with Taehyung and Namjoon here, both yet to master any type of martial arts except for the most basic defence exercises. Looks like you have to prepare for the absolute worst.
Finally gathering force to your left hand, you forcefully open the window, purposely creating a large bang.
However, before you could even register what was about to come, the person in front of you dropped their weapon, silently surrendering.
While you on the other hand felt your smile getting wider, eyes sparkling in interest.
“ What are you doing here, Panther?”
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Definition:
Bonguk geom - a type of sword or sword skill. It is said that the phrase ‘bonguk geom’ originated from the Hwarang of the Silla dynasty. As a result, it could even be called as Silla Sword or Singeom. Bonguk geom literally means ‘national sword.’ The appearance of it is quite similar to a katana ( I believe it is the sword used in Yoongi’s track, Daechwita but please correct me if I am wrong).
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