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skeleton-mischief · 3 months

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Razz Serrif

You absolute MANIC fool! You've ruined just about EVERYTHING!!

*SF!Purple Sans seems irritated, but let's check these headcanons instead

- Official height is 5'6 because of his boots

- He/Him

- Likes to drink coffee, the bitterness is great

- Makes Burritos

- A dog person

- Older brother of Cash Serrif

- Lieutenant of the Royal Guard

- He is very touch oriented, hands on approach

- Desperate to prove himself through fighting. Won't hesitate to fight

- Prone to jealousy and is competitive about a lot of things

- He likes being active

- He likes being in control for a lot of things, but he struggles losing it

- Good at saving money, he in fact taught Cash

- Originally competitive with Carmine and Powder, but eventually formed friendships with them

- He did not have a good relationship with Gaster. He was too clingy and would be too forceful in wanting full dedication from Razz. He wanted Gaster's approval but it resulted in high expectations of himself as he was taught that he had to be independent and powerful

- Brave, independent, proud, intuitive, stubborn, blunt, optimistic, sassy, smug, erratic, unfiltered, responsible, secretive, aggressive, nosy, and bossy

- He hardly curses, especially not in front of authroity

- He acts like a tyrant sometimes, though it's due to insecurity

- Like Carmine, he will berate you but in a more scolding way after you become close with him

- He will falter with genuine communication or compliments, since he's not used to receiving validation or someone actually being honest/sincere

- He would call his lover precious, such as "my precious Y/N" or "could you come here, precious?"

- He can make some of the worst apologies, unless to authority or people he is super close with. He decently tries enough though, usually doing small acts of service instead of actually apologizing properly

- He loves PDA since he gets to show who he's close with and in the same sense makes sure no one messes with you as a result. It's basically a way of him saying "they're with me, fuck off"

- At first hated Carmine and Powder, but when he fought Powder and got his ass beat he was filled with shame. At first called Powder a soft, annoying version of him who was too humble in his opinion. he poked fun at Stretch for his shyness and then got his ass beat by Powder. He eventually was extended kindness after this and grew to respect Powder, though

- Hated Carmine for being similar to him but not pushing himself to be his "strongest." Yet grew to be more petty over the years. Developed a respect for him and now they're friends who actively are tyrants when it's cleaning day

- His magic smells of sugar, his magic tastes like blackberries

- Hides his face and sniffles a lot when crying, he doesn't like to cry. He hardly does and he has to be pushed to get to that point

- In the underground he was close with Cash at one point. but overtime he slowly resented Cash's habits and behavior. This caused him to be more controlling and frustrated

- He would keep an eye on Cash when he came home high or drunk so that he wouldn't dust, but he never told him since Cash complained about being babied sometimes

- His relationship with the Queen is the same as Gaster's. He's extremely dedicated to her, and people often rumor the Queen's strange interest in him. She uses him for emotional support and has a strange codependency on him despite the power dynamic. He hates it, but tries to sympathize. This keeps his brother out of trouble often, though he doesn't tell him. The Queen makes him value power and has twisted what he should be like, since she was the one to scar him. She makes sure he doesn't disobey

- He tries to let Cash have freedom, and tends to him a lot once they move in with the other skeletons. It'll take awhile, but he will learn how to balance care and controlling habits

- Didn't realize that Cash fell into his habits due to him being in the Royal Guard. He didn't realize that Cash simply wanted his brothers attention and was coping with it

- He tends to express his masked personality over his real one better than anyone else. He in truth feels deeply, cares about many things, and hates that he can't connect with people like he wants to

- He's more lonely than he lets on

- He tends to be desperate for approval, doing a lot to get it even if he acts like he doesn't need it

- Even if he struggles, he can show his care and sincerity in different ways

- He's sacrificed a lot to get where he is now, and he regrets that his brother was part of that crossfire

- He often gets extremely emotional over a lot of things, but he's formed that to be aggression since he's part of the royal guard in an underground that festers in violence. It was a painful necessity for him to change

- He thinks it's selfish of him to care for others

- He grew up with the mentality that power means everything, so when there's no use for it anymore he doesn't know what to do with himself

- He'd rather gouge his own eye out than admit his desire for real, intimate, connections

- He doesn't understand why he can't adapt to the other AU's like the others so easily, but a part of him knows that he's the problem

- He hates that his impulsive decision to anything is demeaning others or getting aggressive

- Ashamed of his scars, unlike Carmine

- He finds his jealousy to be childish, and just like Carmine he'll avoid talking about it until confronted

- He's more tactful and intelligent than he lets on, using certain behaviors as a way to avert drama towards his brother or loved ones by making a scene

- Despite his lack of showing too much kindness, he deeply cares about those he loves and wants to do right by them. So, if he really sees that someone is hurt from his actions, he is not stupid enough to widen that wound and instead tries to find ways to make it up to someone

-He hates the Queen, hates Gaster(who is no longer present), he hates everything. He hates- he hates who he is. Why does he mess everything up?

Closing Notes: I see that Carmine and him are reflections of each other who grew up slightly differently and coped differently as a result. They're more alike than the other realizes, and yet both are on a scale in how they handle shit. The two are SWAP fells though, so they have a sort of twisted way of dealing with things when compared to Powder if he was put in their situations. Sadly, Razz just is too stuck in his ways to change anytime soon. But maybe he just needs...mercy?

#headcanon #undertale au #alternate universe #sans #swapfell sans #swapfell purple #swapfell #razz serrif #he is bbg #i can fix him #he makes me feral #going feral #hes such a loser #so now you get this #i wont him #i knead him #mwah mwah #i'd kiss him

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feraecor · 1 year

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Mammon's true form for shits n giggles

#~30 foot skele-bones any one?#{Mammon -headcanon-}#~giant #rattley #~purple flames #~*chef kiss* aesthetic!

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hotlink907 · 2 years

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Thank you to everyone who has followed and reblogged and liked my little stories!

Feel free to request and send asks! I'd love to talk imagines or head canons or whatever. Don't be shy!

#blackpink imagines #blackpink smut #kpop smut #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #gg imagines #purple kiss imagines #loona imagines #gidle imagines #girl group imagines #gidle smut #gidle fanfic #kpop headcanons #me #hotlink speaks

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xiao-come-home · 3 months

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Hear me out. Boothill is absolutely obsessed with physical touch and WILL always have an arm around your waist. He will shamelessly kiss you in front of others if anyone dares to flirt with you in his presence (he promised not to shoot anyone anymore). He WILL slap your ass if you walk past him and smirk with his arms crossed when you look back at him. Why? He knows you can't really slap his ass back (this one might hurt), but you're very welcome to try, he won't stop you. Will pull your chin up with his fingers and kiss you whenever he wants. Boothill will bite you on purpose with his sharp teeth to mark you, only to kiss the purple spots better, so you can melt under his touch. Boothill thinks the sidewalk rule is very important - that's why he pushes other people on the road, so you can have more space to walk, while holding your hand. He pulls you towards him so you hit his firm, metal chest with yours while he laughs, cupping your face roughly and gently kissing your cheek. He wants you to pull on his hair when you kiss, so you can get goosebumps when he groans into your mouth and feel his cold fingers caress your soft skin further down.

PSST! boothill relationship headcanons and more thirst here!

#boothill relationship headcanons later i smell i thibk?? maybe???#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #boothill #boothill x reader #boothill hsr #.blurb #gif by @/fanfrelon bc tumblr moment #i am so unwell for him

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brailsthesmolgurl · 3 months

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"Where's Mummy?"

A oneshot fluff, entirely headcanon based, featuring all 3 of the LNDS men being a father. Requested by a lovely follower of mine. Hope this is an enjoyable read for you all. The names of the kids are based on my take, but if you want to include names of kids you had thought of with your husbandos, you may slot that in on your own will!

Want some angst? Go with this series of mine, tears guaranteed: Damnation

Warnings: Fluff as per usual however, there shall be suggestive themes for this, soooo let you imagination run free :)

RAFAYEL - FATHER TO A GIRL

"I'll be fine. Stop worrying would you?" Rafayel groaned with a smile. "Our daughter will be alright." He walked beside you, accompanying you towards the front door. "I am more worried about you with your work instead. So take care of yourself, please? For our sake?"

His concern made you rolled your eyes playfully, leaning in to give him a long kiss. "I will be home by evening, I promise." Your eyes stared into those mauve purple eyes of your husband's, only to have him yank you back into his arms and pressing his lips to yours again. Provocating you into a minor makeout session. Breaths becoming heavier by every passing minute.

You bit your lip the moment he pulled away, reminiscing the feeling of his soft and tender lips against yours. "Don't want you to be late, unless you want to call in sick for the day, hmm?" He winked, a hint dropped for you to decipher. "You know I can't Rafayel." Your answer made the man pout, arms crossed, but eventually surrendering to the reality of your situation. He press a small kiss against your cheek and sent you off on your way. He stood at the entryway, watching you get onto your bike and rode it out of the front yard and onto the empty streets.

Heading back in, he sat at his usual thinking corner, eyeing the piece of artwork he had yet to finish. Thomas was expecting this piece to be done by two days ago. But an artist's work should not be rushed, Rafayel being an advocate for quality over quantity. He sighed, walking over to pick up his palette stained with an array of colours, before sitting himself in front of the artwork and continued working on his piece.

Hours had passed since then, the strokes of the painter finally stopped when his artwork is finished. He grabbed his phone off of the coffee table and called Thomas. "Rafayel, where the hell is the piece of---"

"It's done, you can come and collect it tonight once it is all dried up." Rafayel spoke, then Thomas started to inform him about the upcoming interviews that he has to attend, one for the local magazine, one for an exhibition taking place abroad... Pitters and patters of feet across the marble floor made Rafayel lost his focus. He turned around to find his daughter, Mariela awake. "Daddy duty calls."

The phone call ended abruptly, with Thomas ending his note on 'There was also an artwork you have to---' Call ended. Ever since Rafayel had taken on his duties as a father, he made sure his works are delayed long enough just so he could spend time with his own family. Recently, you had been called on for many more missions as there has been a shortage of deepspace hunters.

Rafayel and you had discussed about the delegation of responsibilities while being parents to a newborn. Rafayel insisted that you should quit your job so that you could stay at home with him and Mariela. Money not being any concern to your family to begin with. But you could not, you could not abandon your duties as a deepspace hunter, especially when there are not a lot of new recruits coming in.

So you both settled on a solution that meets both ends. Rafayel would delay his paintings and take care of Mariela if you happen to not be at home, but your sacrifice would be to not work past evening times. Him not wanting you to overexert yourself and still being able to spend time with you as a family. The miniature version of you and Rafayel clumsily walked over to him. Small and chubby hands rubbing her cheeks in circles.

"Good morning my little fishie." Rafayel knelt down and gave her a hug, a usual greeting for morning and night. "How was your sleep?"

"Good." She replied, arms curled around her father's neck as he carried her up in his arms. "Where is mummy?"

"Mummy has to work so today, you will hang out with daddy, yeah?" Rafayel sat her at her baby chair by the dining table. He took a plate of ready-made mini pancakes and poured a cup of warm milk into a cup. "Mummy even made you your favourite breakfast." The idea of having his kid eating such sugary stuffs in the morning is unfavoured. But since y/n had woken up extra early today to prepare the breakfast for her daughter, Rafayel will let it slide for this once. but we all know he too soft of a father to reject that if it ever happens again

Watching his child dig into the pancakes, Rafayel started allowing his mind to wander. Mariela's name came about while his wife was pregnant, and you had both agreed on wanting your child to have names related to the sea to remind the child's origins of being half-Lemurian. Rafayel was thrilled to have their names being related to the waters he used to live in and so the naming process is entirely within his control. Both of you settled on Mariela eventually, the name a direct representation of the star of the sea.

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When y/n rode past the main gates and towards the yard, you found you husband, with your daughter standing next to him, waiting for you at the front of the door. Mariela the size of a toadstool next to her 6' tall father. But her big, doe-like eyes took the shade of Rafayel's, a mirror of his lilac-blue mixture. "Hey there!" You greeted excitedly, quickly pushing yourself off of your motorbike and rushed over to hug your daughter tightly in your arms.

"Mummy!" The brunette toddler giggled, arms wrapped around her mother and head tucked into your neck. The hug between the two was interrupted with Rafayel hugging both of them. Three of them within a circle of a hug. "Hi, mummy. I missed you."

"I missed you too, so so much." A big kiss was given to the toddler's cheek and they all walked further into the house. "What did you do with daddy today?"

"Daddy taught me how to draw fish and he taught me Wewuma." She spoke, a wide grin evident on her cherubic cheeks. This made y/n confused and you turned to look for Rafayel for an explanation but sees him being on the phone. Assuming it is Thomas on the other end of the line.

"That's good darling." You held her close to you, legs directing towards her bedroom. "But I think it is nap time for you okay? Mummy and daddy will make dinner and then later we are going to have pasta!" Mariela's eyes lit up at the word 'pasta', for she is a huge lover of carbs just like you. No doubt you two are of the same bloodline.

Once you had laid your daughter to nap, you started prepping the ingredients in the huge kitchen. Rafayel came by your side and hugged you from behind, breathing in your scent deeply. "I missed you wifey." He mumbled into the crooks of your neck and drew circles on the side of your hips.

"What is wewuma?" You turned over slightly, the question directed towards your husband. But his expression matches yours, confusion written all over his face. "Our daughter said you taught her wewuma today."

That sentence made Rafayel laughed, releasing you from his embrace and with him smacking his hand against the marble counter a couple of times. "Wewuma!" He continued his laugh, but mellowed down when he noticed that you became more confused than ever. "I taught her how to speak Lemurian." He said, the wide, cheeky grin not leaving his face anytime soon.

"Oh." Realisation hits you about his lesson for the day and you shake your head, chuckling at how your daughter had the word pronounced earlier. You can't blame her, as she is not a preschooler yet. Rafayel attached himself to your back again, his lips pressed a kiss to the shell of your ear and you blushed. Despite being married for quite some time, his intimate actions never failed to make you feel like a giddy teen girl.

"Lemurian is already a dying language. So, wifey..." He nibbled your ears lightly, whispering his question quietly. "How about we make one more little us?" His arms tightened around your hips and you felt something pressed against your bum, making you gasped in teasing pleasure. He turned you around forcefully and pushed you up onto the kitchen counter effortlessly, spreading your legs. "Right here. Tonight."

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ZAYNE - FATHER TO A PAIR OF TWINS

"Thanks a lot, my love." You leaned forward to hug your husband, after knowing that he had planned an itinerary for you to get yourself pampered for a whole day. That includes making the necessary bookings and paying for all of the expenses. Not to mention the extra money he had given you so you may use it to buy anything you please from the mall you would be visiting later in your itinerary. "You deserve it. Given how much you had cared for the kids the past few days as I was busy with work." He leaned down slightly, pressing a kiss to your forehead as a loving gesture. "In return, I shall take care of the kids today."

Zayne fetched you to the middle of Linkon city, where all of the activities planned out in the itinerary are located before he headed back. Not wanting to go home to his toddlers being awake from their sleep. When he arrived home, he heard the creak of a door as he was placing his shoes on the shoe rack. Lumi and Iver, hand in hand, facing their father.

"Daddy?" The both of them spoke in sync, given their connection as twins. Fraternal twins, a rare occurrence for any mothers in life. They are considered a miracle given the statistics whereas out of 100 births that happen, only 2 mothers would end up with fraternal twins. And the percentage of getting fraternal twins are way lesser as compared to conceiving twins of the same gender.

Short way to put it, y/n and Zayne have a very special family, in fact they may be one of the few families within Linkon city to have a pair of fraternal twins. Hence, they are very lucky indeed. Both of the twins were named after snow or winter season, with Zayne's evol being the main inspiration. Zayne's daughter Lumi, carries the meaning of snow and light, while Iver's name means winter in French.

Contrary to their names, none of them have any features that are pale as the cold weather, except for their milky white skin. There had always been a debate on which child inherited the looks of which parent, in this case, Lumi looks like her mother and Iver takes on his father's looks. And it could easily be differentiated from their hair and eye colour.

"Both of you just woke up?" Zayne's voice was gentle, going over to both of his kids and bending down to their eye level. They are both 3 years old, so you can imagine how tough it was for him to lower his height just to meet their eyes. "What do you want to eat?"

"Daddy, can we watch you make eggs?" Iver asked, his hazel green orbs twinkled under the sun rays shining in through their sky light. "The ones that are flat?" He even used his hand to draw a line in the air, to demonstrate the word 'flat' to his father.

Zayne smiled, nodding his head and walked towards the kitchen with the two toddlers bobbing behind him. Their standard breakfast had consisted of nothing but nutritious food which are vital for their growths. For their father is a doctor afterall. Zayne sat them both into their respective baby chairs and put on an apron, not wanting to dirty his outfit, and he started to cook, with the twins watching his every move. A few 'wah' and 'daddy, daddy, do it again!' slipping from their mouths every once in a while when Zayne does something out of the blue.

Half of the day passed, Lumi and Iver sat in the living room after Zayne had given them a bath and a change of clothings. They will be heading out soon for dinner. Zayne has never been a huge fan of cooking, but only does it out of necessity. The same rule applies even now, breakfasts can be done at home but for dinners, if time allows for both of the parents, Zayne would much rather eat out with his family.

"Daddy, time! Time!" Lumi shouted from the living room when they heard the cuckoo's chime, hailing from the handmade wooden clock that you bought a while ago. Although the toddlers had yet to enter pre-school, they are both surprisingly fast-learners. 9 months in, both of them had already started learning alphabets, and by now, their vocabulary has expanded beyond the age of usual three year olds. You strongly believe Zayne's genes are the cause behind this.

Zayne appeared from the room, a long-sleeved black turtleneck clad to his well-built physique, his iconic black slacks makes yet another appearance, and his hand held a dark grey coat. The weather was getting chilly and he decided to bring along a coat for you, the colour identical to his.

"Lumi, Iver, get your coats and I will help you to wear them." Zayne instructed, picking his car key off of the key holder on the wall. He had decided to go with the Maserati Levante i am not sponsored by them but the cars does scream his taste today, a comfortable SUV for his family of four.

"It's okay daddy. Iver will help me." Lumi responded, arms held up horizontally as Iver put on one of the sleeves for her light grey coat, then running over to the other side to help her to put on the remaining sleeves. "My turn." Lumi did the same for her sibling. When they are both done, they walked over to Zayne and held their arms up in sync again, urging their father silently to help them to tie their coats.

Zayne did just that, hair as dark as the night cascading in front his face when he bent down to help his kids tied a knot to secure their coats. Satisfied at the way their knots turned out, he gave each of them a kiss on their cheeks. "Are you both excited to see mummy?"

"YES!" Both of the kids shouted, arms raising, a sign of elatedness. Zayne held onto both of their hands, one on each side and slowly walked them to the car.

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Zayne had chosen a western restaurant for dinner, reservation timing marked at 6pm. Now, here he sat, with both of his kids secured tightly behind in baby car seats. He was parked temporarily at the valet parking, patiently waiting for his wife. Soft piano music was played in the car to ease the silence as the kids were sound asleep in the back.

Seeing a familiar figure closing in, Zayne got out of the car and walked towards the passenger side, greeting you with a warm hug. "I could not have asked for a better day to pamper myself." You sighed contently, face flat against his chest, inhaling the scent of his cologne. A scent he would only use whenever he is out with you, a soft mix of pine wood and oakwood as the top notes, vanilla as the middle notes and cinnamon as end notes. A scent you are all too familiar with.

"Then I shall plan more of this for you." He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips. "You must be hungry, I had already booked us a table at one of the nearby restaurants." He opened the car door and you got into the car. Getting into the car, he added. "The kids are sound asleep behind, I will wake them up once we arrived at the restaurant."

"Hello my babies." You greeted once the car door to the back was opened, watching your twins stirred in their sleep, before eyes slowly fluttering open.

"Iver..." Zayne cooed to his son, standing on the other side of the door, unbuckling the baby seats for the twins. "We had arrived at the restaurant. Let me give you a lift, alright?" You had never imagine Zayne with kids, given how cold he is of a person. Not mean and ignorant, but just, monotonous, quiet and calm. Having kids with him was unexpected, but him asking for kids was even more shocking.

The young man lifted his son into his arms, smoothing the back of his son's coat to make sure he is fully covered from the brazen cold wind and he headed in after locking the car. With you, holding onto your half-awake daughter behind in, walking swiftly into the restaurant.

The dinner was enjoyable, with the twins munching on to their kids meals and with you sat next to Zayne, having a delectable meal based on the waiter's recommendation. "The food here is good." You commented and your twins looked up, Lumi smiled and nodded, while Iver, with his face stuffed, nodded as well. "So what have you kids been doing today?"

"We watched cartoons." Lumi said, eyes mimicking your eye colours radiating her giddiness. You assumed the cartoons would be more educational rather than entertaining as Zayne does prefer the twins having to gain some form of knowledge from the cartoons. For him, the method is practically killing two birds with one stone. "Daddy also read some storybooks for us." Iver added in, still chewing onto his food, which made Zayne leaned forward to wipe the boy's lips clean with the napkin. "And we took a nap on daddy's chest."

"Be careful of choking, Iver." Zayne warned, his tone soft, giving him son's cheek a soft pinch. Zayne's lips tugged upwards, there is no way he could be mad at his own twins. That is how much he loves them.

"That is good to hear. Sounds like an eventful day for today. And I think daddy did a great job." You happily stated, resuming your meal. A hand on your thigh made you jerked slightly and you looked over, your husband's smile had exchanged for a smirk.

"It is my responsibility to take good care of the kids." He eyed the twins, and facing back to you, his orbs turning a shade darker. "But, it is also my responsibility to make my wife feel good. Mentally..." He trailed off, hands smoothing up your thighs till his thumb glided slowly over your intimate area. The table cloth a good disguise as Zayne's fingers worked his way to pull your panties to the side, collecting the wetness that was pooled there.

You shot daggers towards your husband as this is a public area but he paid no mind to you. The tip of his middle finger, the one adorning the wedding ring, slowly pushed its' way inside of you, pumping an agonizing pace into you. "And physically, of course." pls do this to me too Zayne, i want more babies too

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XAVIER - FATHER TO A SON

"DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!" Lucian came bursting in through the door leading to his parent's room, causing Xavier to stir in his sleep. Eyebrows furrowed at the loud sounds of his son's voice at the early start of the weekend. The copy of Xavier jumped onto the bed and grabbed ahold of his father. "Wake up daddy!"

"Yeah, yeah I am awake now." Xavier yawned, rubbing his eyes with one hand and the other coming up to secure his son on him so he don't fall off. "What's the matter?"

"Mummy said you can take me to go get ice-cream today." His light blue eyes just a tone lighter than his father's when he propped himself up on his father's chest, patiently awaiting for a response. "Daddy please?"

"Okay okay." Xavier chuckled, hugging his son tight in his arms and the young boy laughed. With that, Xavier got out of the bed, with Lucian in his embrace. The hallways outside of the room wafted the smell of noodles and he knew immediately that you are still within the house.

But he was wrong, when he saw you being all dressed up, in a white t-shirt and blue jeans, sitting at the front of your door when you are tying the shoelaces to your sneakers. "Where are you going?" Xavier asked.

You turned at the sound of his voice and watched as Lucian was placed onto the floor by his father and the little boy came running to hug you. "I am heading to the mall with Tara for a little while. She needed me to help her pick out a dress." Standing up, you checked your outfit in the standing mirror for one last time. "At the meantime, you okay with bringing Lucian out for ice-cream?"

Xavier smiled and nodded obediently, taking long strides to press a loving kiss to his wife's lips and he sees her off. Lucian waving his small hands to say bye-bye to his own mother. "Have you eaten yet kiddo?" Xavier asked his son, only for the toddler to shake his head. "Alright, come on, let's have breakfast together. Then we will go for ice-cream later."

Xavier placed Lucian into the baby seat at the dining table and he took off the lid of the pot that was on the stove and he noticed that you had made tomato soup noodles. A dish that you had recently learned from social media. Your first try at making this dish however, was a failure. With Xavier finishing the tasteless noodles and struggling with diarrhea for the next few days. This time, he had his fingers crossed, hoping that the soup would be edible and not cause any unwanted effects.

Before giving the bowl to his son, Xavier tasted the soup base first, to taste if it would be too hot for his son to ingest. To his surprise, the soup was sweet and tangy, which marks a win for your cooking this time. He hungrily filled up his own bowl, before scooping a few spoonfuls of soup and noodles into Lucian's bowl. He also made sure to cut the noodles short enough so it would not cause Lucian to choke on his own food.

"Did mummy made this?" The 3 year old asked, eyes wide, moving in between his father's lips, and to his bear-shaped plastic bowl. Lucian have had a fair share of his father's cooking. The experience of watching his father cook was just as traumatic as eating the food his father had made. There was even this one time, Xavier nearly set the kitchen on fire because he added in some cooking wine into a very hot pan filled with oil and that made Lucian cried for the whole night.

"Yes, your mum made this." Xavier ate his noodles, slurping onto it like a champ. "If she asks me to make breakfast for you, we can just skip breakfast and go for ice-cream instead." Xavier acknowledges his incompetence when it comes to cooking, and it is the only one thing he would not dare to compete with you. he just cant cook anything that deals with fire or electric, just admit it with me boys and girls

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"Daddy, what do you want?" Lucian asked his father, looking at the flavours that was on display. "Do you want the blue one? Or the green one? Or the red one?" He swung his short legs back and forth, all the while sitting on Xavier's shoulders. The little one did not feel like walking earlier on and that was why Xavier gave him a lift on his shoulders.

"Which one would you like kiddo?" Xavier smiled politely at the waitress behind the counter and the waitress returned the smile, a blush coming onto her face. Who would not blush at the sight of a good looking young man with a son that looks just exactly like him? "How about the blue and red one?"

"Okay!" The young boy excitedly agreed, watching the process of the ice-creamed getting scooped out of the canister and placed onto a cone. Xavier slowly lowered his son down and held onto the hand of the young boy before making the payment at the counter. "Thank you!" Lucian spoke to the cashier when the ice-cream was handed to him and they both took a seat by the window in the store, facing the streets.

Xavier had always wanted a boy, the sole purpose being he could train the son well enough so you can be protected. You were not buying into his idea to begin with but the moment you found out that you were pregnant with a boy, Xavier could not be more than glad. He was so happy to the point he said. "We should name him Lucian, as he shall be the light in our lives." Xavier's words touched your heart and since then, Lucian has been the light in both of your hearts. just like you are the light in OUR HEARTS hello?

The young boy took a lick out of the blue ice-cream, then switched to the red ice-cream and took another lick. Seeing his tongue turning purple, Xavier pointed at his son. "Your tongue is turning purple because of the ice-cream, kiddo." Taking his phone out, he took a picture of Lucian with his purple tongue hanging out of his mouth. He then sent the picture to you, with the caption 'Brain Freeze'.

"Daddy, here." Lucian stretched his arm out, the ice cream in hand and held it in front of his father's face. Xavier took it as an invitation and he took a big bite out of the ice-cream. His action made the young boy flabbergasted, mouth forming an 'O' when he realised that his father just bit off a whole chunk and now he is left with a few more lick of ice cream.

The son's intense gaze at the ice-cream made Xavier felt guilty that he took such a huge bite. His son was not much a naggy child, but he still would not want to upset his little boy. "I'm sorry kiddo, I can---" He wanted to offer to buy the boy another ice-cream but Lucian only laughed, his tone amused.

"That is so funny daddy, when you go AHHH---" Lucian mimicked the way Xavier bit the ice-cream, mouth widely opened and face all crinkled up to show just how big of a bite Xavier had conducted. His son's reaction made Xavier laughed as well, Never knowing his son has such a sense of humour.

The door opened, chiming of the bells at the door could be heard and Xavier looked up, seeing you walking in with a bag in your hands. "Hey boys!" You called out and Lucian turned in his seat and called out to you, arms opened and waiting for you to hug him. Xavier took the ice-cream out of his son's hand so he would not dirty your shirt and he stood up, taking his place to stand next to you.

"How was the outing with Tara?" Xavier took the bag from you and pulled a chair over from the other table as you set your son back down onto his chair. The ice-cream that your husband was holding previously was returned to its rightful owner.

"It was eventful. We only managed to find the dress she wanted at the highest floor." You fanned yourself, sweat beading at your forehead. Your husband took a piece of tissue out of the tissue holder and he dabbed it across your forehead, not wanting to ruin your makeup since you are still on an outing with him. "Thanks a lot."

"No problem." Xavier purposely avoided your gaze, hiding his smile. "The tomato-based noodle soup you made this morning is very good by the way. I enjoyed every bite of it." He complimented, looking over to his son and noticing the young boy, staring out of the window, in the direction of two kids playing by the park, chasing one another.

"Daddy, mummy." Your son's voice beckoned the both of you to turn your heads to face him. His stubby little fingers pressed against the window, pointing towards the two kids at the park. "Can I have a brother?" The way he phrased the questions sounded like siblings could be bought off of a shelf. Your jaw dropped.

But Xavier was expecting this, expecting the fact he would not just settle for one child. He loves you so much, not only as his lover, but he also loves the way you look, with your stomach bulging during the days you are pregnant, carrying a miniature version of him inside. And not to mention, he enjoys the process of giving you a baby. Just the thought of seeing you pregnant again, his cerulean eyes catch yours, similar to a gaze of a predator awaiting to jump onto its prey. He reached his hand out to take yours on the table, giving it a small squeeze of comfort.

"Of course you can." Xavier's gaze darkened, hungry for intimacy. He dragged his fingertips up and down your arms, and stopping right at the back of your hand to draw mindless circles on it. Doing all that without getting his eyes off of you. "Daddy will not stop until you get a brother."

Sorry this took wayyy longer than expected, the toughest part was to find the pictures that would match the faces of the kids and also having to do research for their names and figuring our scenarios that would make the fathers take care of their kids. Other than Rafayel, Zayne and Xavier are going to be out most of the time due to their work!

But I had fun creating this piece, hope you guys enjoyed this! Lots of love <3

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #fluffy #rafayel love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace #lnds #xavier love and deepspace #rafayel sfw #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #xavier x reader

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kombuuuu · 1 year

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Miles 42 headcanons?

no one asked but i’ll deliver !!

Miles!42 x Fem!Reader random headcanons

also a lot of snippets :)

You/Reader: Blue

Miles Morales: Purple

Mama Rio/Rio Morales: Pink

Uncle Aaron/Aaron Morales: Orange

Random/stranger: Black

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gift giving love language duhhh

Will have you walk with him through malls and whatever you look at for a second too long he buys

You don’t catch on until you’re both eating at a nice restaurant, absentmindedly staring at some plant when a lull in conversation happens.

He purchases the plant.

“Fuck you mean I can’t buy it?”

“Sir, the plants aren’t for sale, this is a dining establishment.”

“Establish the fact I’m gettin’ that plant.”

“Sir—“

50 bucks down and a plant 🆙

He will damn right die if you refuse him. He’ll get all grumpy and pouty when you say he should save for a house, not for you.

convinced you just get shy when bought things (you do).

is even more motivated to buy things

“Miles, baby, you need to save up. Not spend on me!”

“This would look so good on you, Ma.”

“Are you listening??”

“Fuck, and this.”

“Oh my god.”

gets so jealous it’s unbelievable

but only when someone goes too far with you

it’s like 1–100 real quick

he’s not usually the prowling type (ha)

but when someone pushes the line he loses his shit

other than that he’s a supportive bbg all the way

“Wanna go home with me, butterface?”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing homie just get outta here.”

“Say that shit again ‘homie’.”

“Chill the fuck out. Let the lady speak for herself.”

“I’ll fucking speak for my girl all I want, homeboy.”

maybe got a liiiiittle bit of an anger issue

guy went home with a broken nose and a missing tooth

better hope he can afford fill ins

he would never get mad at you though

he gets frustrated you don’t listen sometimes, but it’s never to the point of anger

feel like he has the patience of a fucking SAINT

calm and collected baby u know the deal

“Mami, we gonna have a problem?”

“”

“Didn’t think so.”

a SWEETHEART at times

stand by him being raised right

mama rio taught him to be a romantic

wanted him to take after his dad

so flowers and gifts and chocolates

followed by lovin of any kind

probably a baby for affection but doesn’t show it

so when you get all emotional about being gifted roses for the first time

and hug him and smother him

give him stupid little kisses all over

he’s fainting

poor boy doesn’t know love like u show him

“Baby, are these for me?”

“Yeah, Chiquita. They okay?”

“Wh… They’re perfect.”

“Are you cryin’? I can return ‘em.”

“No! No, no, don’t do that.

I love them, C’mere.”

when you guys get rlly comfortable, like a year and some dating, he ends up getting more chatty

willingly talking w you for hours

feels like you’re the only person he can rlly do that with

rambles so rarely that you kind of just sit in awe when it happens

doesn’t catch himself until he’s trying to name your future kids

“I’ll marry you one day, we’ll have like two, three kids. Get all nice an cozy.

You want a boy or girl? I kinda want both. Definitely not girl first, never having a girl without a brother to protect ‘er.

You’d be such a good Mami.

What’d you wan’ name ‘em? I have a few ideas—“

“..”

“But you could choose the girl cause I don’t know any pretty names. And i’ll choose—“

“..”

“You gon’ let me keep goin?”

“I love your voice.”

“Tranquila, mami.”

Takes you to every family event he ever has

sits you regularly with Rio and Aaron

they insist you call them uncle and ma

you do, obviously

miles doesn’t need to meet your family if you don’t want him to, but if he ever does he’s totally suave with them

like weirdly smooth

able to get on ur carers good side quick

when you meet his extended family they’re just as loving

his whole family is this bright dash of colour

and you fit right the fuck in

“¡Oh, hija estás preciosa!”

“Dice la estrella de la fiesta!”

“You flatter me, Hija.”

“Miles, come get your girl.”

“You look nice too, Uncle Aaron.”

“..Thanks, kid.”

“Hey Mami, havin’ fun?”

“Aight, I’m out.”

when you find out he’s the prowler you’re not really shocked

he’s hella nervous to tell you and kinda puts it off for a while

as long as you’re not in harms way, nothin matters, yeah?

the guilt eats him alive

he’s already lost so much, if he doesn’t do things right with you, then loses you too

he’d probably lose himself

so he tells you

“The Prowler?”

“Yeah.”

“The.. Panther guy I keep seeing on the news-?”

“Mm.”

“Miles are you—

..—Are you killing people?”

“Mami, it’s not like that—“

“oh my god.”

“These men— I kill,”

“Oh my god, oh my god.”

“,They’re bad, you understand.”

“Miles..”

“[Name]. Do you understand?”

“Yeah.. Yeah I understand.”

“You can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.”

“…”

“Are you mad.”

“I’m not happy.”

“Okay.”

you’re kind of devastated he’s killing people

but you eventually get it

like it takes a while

say a month or so

but you forgive quick

i mean, who knows what those men are doing, right?

(ur delulu but it’s ok)

he lets you have your space but talking with mama rio when she realises your absence knocks some sense into him

mans is going to GROVEL

he will fucking beg on his damn knees

knocks on your door and is already kneeling

will plead with you to come back to him

like i said a whole ass romantic

you know what’s romantic? a man who can get on his knees

he will suffocate you in gifts and affection

oh you like (insert sanrio esc character) ? look over there at that lifesize plushie woahhhh wonder who that’s forrrrrr

“Hello?”

“Mami, don’t close the door.”

“Miles, go home.”

“And please stop kneeling, the floor is dirty.”

“I’m not leaving ‘til you hear me out.”

looooong sigh

“Okay, fine— whatever, come inside. You have two minutes.”

“God, I missed you. You’re so beautiful Chiquita.”

“Three minutes.”

You talk it out easy, he’s a real smooth talker when he wants to be

“Okay Miles, I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah, Ma. See you soon.”

“Wh—.. What is that?”

“Ohhh…”

“Why the fuck is it so big?”

“It said “Life Size” on the site? I was thinking like two feet tall.”

“You bought that?”

“Yeah.. I was thinkin’ you wouldn’t let me in. Would have to bribe you.”

“…That’s really cute.”

Annnnnd that’s all i can come up with i’ll probably do more later :P

#miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales #miles x reader #miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #rio morales #uncle aaron #aaron morales #into the spider verse

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artsybelle1015 · 10 months

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Twisted Wonderland First Kisses

Pt. 2

small headcanons

reader has no specified gender.

warnings: blood on lilia’s part

Riddle: It hardly counts as a kiss, more of a peck if anything. With cheeks puffed and red, he leans in before pulling away once your lips made contact, dying of embarrassment.

Trey: Before the kiss happens, he asks what you want out of it, and he will fulfill that expectation. If you leave him up to it it will be a somewhat firm get gentle kiss as he holds your cheek.

Cater: Due to many insecurities and the disbelief of the situation, the kiss is rough and needy, he needs to make sure it’s real.

Ace: Instead of kissing like a normal person, it goes into a full blown makeout, he’s been waiting since forever to do this so it’s all the built up emotion being released.

Deuce: At first, he believes it’ll be a fast one due to his embarrassment, but once contact is made he doesn’t want to let go. Instead he pauses and pulls back to catch his breath, then softly kisses you again.

Leona: The kiss is deep and reassuring that he adores you. He is smirking the whole time too and pulling back midway to see your expression.

Ruggie: Once your lips touch, he can’t help but laugh out of nervousness, which makes him feel bad so he repeats the kiss until it ends up being proper (it takes some time).

Jack: He hovers over your face for a good minute before gently kissing you, he’s so soft and scared to hurt you, he doesn’t touch you with his hands unless you reassure him it’s okay.

Azul: Unfortunately, the first kiss is the worst from him, he made it quick with a peck and pretended it never happened, he overthought it the whole time and knew you weren’t satisfied… he was unprepared next time it’ll be better, he promises.

Jade: It takes way too long to actually get to the smooch, he’s too into teasing you, but once it does happen it’s honestly magical and you wonder where this experience came from by how perfect it was.

Floyd: Immediately his lips slam against yours, he’s pushing you against any surface and kissing you til the point you can’t breathe and have to push him off. This goes on for hours.

Kalim: Also quick on the kiss, he quickly uses tongue and turns it into a full blown makeout if given the go ahead to of course, mumbling every praise imaginable towards you and how wonderful this all is. If no makeout he is content with a kiss as is, but it will be deep and playful for sure.

Jamil: Opposite to Kalim, he’s rather shy about it and pulled his hood up beforehand. The kiss is really gentle with his smooth lips. Once he’s used to it after a few seconds, he calms down and melts in the feeling.

Vil: It was amusing to him as he elegantly pulled your face towards him, pressing a kiss so deep and long. He would only let go once he knew you were out of breath, then pulling back to admire your out of breath state.

Rook: With a gentle hold, he kisses you and dips you like this is the end of a waltz. Between breaths, he mumbles in french some praises towards you.

Epel: Despite his small stature, he has the roughest kiss of all. You both were turning purple at some point due to how long and firm it was.

Idia: Is in absolute disbelief and nervous, so once you peck he pulls back and can’t do it again, but to make up for it he kisses your neck all over and very slowly due to his shyness.

Malleus: It’s extremely long and sensual, it’s gentle and regular appearing, but he holds it for super long and allows breathing room just so he can keep his lips on yours for as long as possible.

Lilia: The bitch bites down teasingly on your bottom lip, smiling at you and staring intensely. He has no regrets on making you bleed.

Silver: The second most gentlest kiss given, he is super normal and chill about it, so it’ll be really sweet and he’ll pull you in for a snuggle.

Sebek: Makes a whole speech to procrastinate the kissing, basically you have to pull him in and show him that it’ll be okay. He was feeling flustered about the whole thing and not good enough for you, so once you show you want it he is melting.

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 2 years

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A Swan in the rain

Purple Kiss scenario: the Reader helps Swan who is under the rain

Requests are open

Thank you to the Anon who requested this work in my DMs. Your support is precious and the time you spend talking with me is healing. I hope the result satisfy you 💙

Purple Kiss Swan X GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

People tend to think that rainy days are unlucky. That's because the rain creates problems: the traffic, the cold, the wet clothes, the fact that it's impossible to predict it. That day Swan was in that exactly situation. She had just finished to buy grocieres for her dorm and when she went outside the store the rain was pouring. For some minutes has found shelter under a balcony, but when a couple of elders, that like her were without an umbrella, asked gently her to leave them the spot, she gave it to them and returned under the rain. Now she was really in danger of getting sick...when suddendly the rain drops stopped hitting her.

"Excuse Miss, but if you stay in the rain without an umbrella, you'll catch a cold" you said to her, mantaining your umbrella over your heads.

She looked at you with surprise and a bit of perplexity. She didn't know who you were, but you had a gentle aura and you were attentive to not invade her personal space.

"Sorry, if I scared you, but I saw your sweet gesture towards that couple and my heart melted. I had to help a caring people like you"

Your explanation made her doubt disappeared and make her relax. You started walking while talking and you decided to make a piece of road together. Even being strangers, you two had a great chemistry and, despite the rain, you were having a great time. After some minutes of talking you noticed that she was doing her best to not tremble due the cold. So you gave her the umbrella and you took off your hoodie.

"Here, take this, in this way you will be warmer" you proposed to her with a big smile on your face.

At first she refused embarassed, but since you insisted and because she was really cold, she accepted in the end. After putting it on, she was definitely better. Moreover the hoodie had a really good scent on it, she was feeling really cozy now.

At a certain point you looked at your smartwatch and noticed that you were late for work, but you felt bed at leaving her without the umbrella again. So you left to her, with the promise that one day she would have given everything back. The problem is that you didn't specify where you were working, so she had to discover it.

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After few days Swan was retracing the street you two did together, looking for your workplace. She remembered that you told her that you were working in bar. The problem was that the street in question was full of bar and cafè. So, tired after walking for an hour, she gave up and decided to rest in a whatsoever bar.

She choose a nice one with the violet signboard, that read "The Purple Bar". "Ironic", she thought while sitting at a table.

"Hello miss, what would yo- ehi, I know you" a familiar voice behind the girl.

She turned behind, recognizing immediately your face. Her casual choice of the bar made her finally encounter you again.

"Oh, hi, I was actually searching for you! I would like to thank you again for helping me the other day. I would be sick now, if it wasn't for you. Besides I have brought you back your things." She said in hurry, almost not breathing.

"Oh, thank you, but it was necessary. Let's do this: I took back the umbrella, but you keep the hoodie, after all...it looks better on you" you said with a wink, making her blushing so bad.

At the end of the meeting, she didn't gave you back the hoodie maybe, but at least she gave your number. And somehow you have the hunch that what is borning between you two is not just a friendship.

#kpop #kpop girls #kpop headcanons #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop x gender neutral reader #kpop x reader #kpop x y/n #kpop x you #purple kiss headers #purple kiss #purple kiss swan #swan purple kiss #park sujin

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velvetcrimsonkisses · 2 months

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Biker!Choso Headcanons

Note: I've had this on my mind for a while. I love Bikers and I love Choso 🗣

CW: This is suggestive so MDNI

Biker!Choso who had to beg you to let him buy a bike and promise you a million times he would be safe while riding. I just know he would do so much research on the bike. Like models, styles, and all that.

Biker!Choso that once you said yes he quickly went out to get it. You're the first person he shows it too and he's all giddy and happy. It’s definitely all black with dark purple accents.

Biker!Choso who always carries your helmet with him if he knows he's going to be giving you a ride. Even decorates your helmet with a pretty decal of your name.

Biker!Choso who always revs his bike to let you know he’s there when he picks you up from college or work. Showing off to your classmates or coworkers. Always always always gives you a kiss and helps you put your helmet on.

Biker!Choso who always carries you onto the back of the bike and calls you his backpack. Loves when you hold onto him tight, not because you're scared but because he knows you like feeling him up.

Biker!Choso that lets you wear his leather jacket when it’s cold out making sure you stay warm.

Biker!Choso who at any stoplight always wraps his hand around your thigh and squeezes it teasingly and you just know he’s smirking under his helmet. You know you're definitely getting more than just one ride that night.

Biker!Choso who sometimes brakes a little harder than normal just to feel you pressed up against him.

Biker!Choso who loves feeling your hands on his thighs inching closer and closer to his crotch to tease him. Running your fingers over his clothed cock.

Biker!Choso who looks so hottt taking his helmet off and his hair is just so UGHHH. So fluffy and a little bit messy.

Biker!Choso with a MULLET omg (imma insert a pic of what kind bc im not talking yeehaw mullet)

THISSS... LIKE it's still long but a mullet style yk

Also lmk if yall would like a fic where he eats you out on his bike 😗 I just got that idea

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #choso kamo #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso smut #jjk choso #kamo choso #choso my beloved #biker!choso

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yuquinzel · 1 year

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JEALOUSY LOOKS GOOD ON YOU. . . feat ⨾ blue lock!

ಣ𐬹𝆬 ─ content ⨾ fem!reader, just some headcanons of blue lock boys when someone hits on you in front of them :')

ಣ𐬹𝆬 ─ characters ⨾ rin, sae, nagi, isagi, reo, chigiri.

RIN — wants to set the guy on fire.

rin’s eyes are locked on your frame, and that lukewarm bastard who has the audacity to hit on you when he's around.

for a long moment, he simply watches in silence. the guy hasn't done anything besides throw casual compliments, laced with a flirtatious undertone that's beginning to get under rin's nerves. you've been politely but surely rejecting his advances.

if looks could kill, the guy would drop dead right now. but unfortunately, they can't— so it's only when he reaches out his hand to grasp yours, gaining the nerves to directly ask you out, that rin instead takes your hand in his.

entwining your fingers with his as he tugs you behind, rin's hold is protective —possessive— eyes shooting daggers at the guy and with a voice so dangerously low and dripping with venom, rin steps in front of you; shielding you from the eyes of the other guy and also prompting some distance. “fuck off and take the hint, you lukewarm fuckface. don't you dare get too close.”

the guy backs up 10m away.

SAE — absolutely shatters the guy's confidence.

sae is amused more than anything, he's watching— the guy trying his best to shoot his shot, fumbling with his words and shyly complimenting you. in all honesty, he doesn't really blame him.

it's even more amusing that you don't look interested at all, the idea that anyone besides him can even think that they have a chance with you is baffling to him.

oh but it's when the guy takes one step closer to you, and you reel back. it's as he's just beginning to ask you for your number that you feel a hand roughly grab the side of your jaw, and the sensation of sae's lips moving in sync on yours takes over your senses.

you're kissing him back by instinct, but sae's eyes travel to the guy frozen in his spot. something flashes in his eyes, and there's no words that exchange between anyone after that, sae had made his point very clear.

NAGI — intense staring until the guy leaves.

nagi is distracted, the bright red ‘game over’ blurring on his phone screen as he's glancing at you from across the room and some other guy talking.

he hadn't paid much attention to a nobody like that, didn't think to bother giving him much of his attention when he knows he's the one that's one your mind.

but he can't really help it that the guy is too loud for his own good, and he's not far enough to not be able to hear your conversation. nagi knows he's trying to flirt with you— by the way he's trying to inch closer. and he also knows you've been rejecting his advances— by the way you're distancing yourself.

you're uncomfortable— this is where nagi knows to step in, so that's when he walks over to you. you feel two strong arms drape around your frame, trapping you in a firm embrace. nagi rests his chin on your shoulder, pulling you closer into the warmth of his embrace, “eh, are you dumb? can't you take the hint? you're such a pain.”

you're a little dumbfounded at the apparent staring contest nagi has initiated, he doesn't say anything else. instead preferring to stare through the soul of the guy muttering something unintelligible as he begrudgingly leaves.

REO — makes it crystal clear you belong to him.

reo isn't jealous, definitely not. he's just confused, because he has his arm hooked around your waist keeping you tucked safe and sweet next to him. he's also absolutely sure his collar is exposing just enough of his skin for anyone to trace the fresh purple bruises— let them question it if they can.

so why exactly, is this guy so intent on complimenting you on your dress, something about the way he's saying you look gorgeous really twinges a nerve.

he's right, reo'll give him that. you look stunning in your evening gown, but he doesn't like that the compliment is from a nobody who doesn't deserve to be anywhere near you.

when the guy holds out his hand for you to take, asking you for a dance, it's then that reo realises he needs to mark what's his.

“alright sweetheart, i think it's time we leave.” he says, and you're taken aback when he leans in to press a kiss against your neck, lips hovering for seconds before he pulls back.

you're all too familiar of the way reo's gazing down at the man, a self assured smirk that says nothing but— “hand's off from what's mine.”

ISAGI — is the most mature about it.

isagi doesn't get jealous a lot, he's very secure in your relationship with him and he trusts you so much.

what he doesn't trust is the way this guy that has been trying to start a conversation with you for the past 15 minutes is looking at you.

it had been tolerable as long as it was just compliments and small talk, you weren't paying much attention him anyway. but it's been fifteen minutes now and the guy still won't leave, and as isagi can name it; his confidence is building up the longer he's there.

“maybe you and i could—” he's beginning to say, voice hopeful as he turns to you— only to be cut off by isagi.

“i don't think you can read the room, but she's taken. whatever you're asking of won't be possible, leave before you make her uncomfortable.” he says, eyes narrowing with each word. the guy huffs, and isagi raises his eyebrows, grabbing your wrist to pull you to him. the gesture speaks loud enough, the way isagi is staring down at the guy is firm and precise, daring the guy to try something.

some time after he leaves, isagi will be more attentive and careful around you, more protective and sweet. a lot more clingy than usual too, he's determined to not anyone steal his time with you.

CHIGIRI — no guy will flirt with you when chigiri is around.

but if by chance, there are some special cases where a particular airhead would have enough guts to hit on you when chigiri is around, then he's quick to shut them down before it gets too far.

his first instinct is to prefer to wait for the guy to come to his senses, pack up and leave eventually. you can feel the mood drop though, chigiri just waits in silence until the guy gets the hint.

but if that doesn't happen, and if someone dares to step closer to you more than what's appropriate, chigiri is there in seconds like a protective wall.

“back off, I'm her boyfriend.”

you don't get to see chigiri as serious as he is now very often, it's a rare right. but you'd be lying if you said it didn't give you butterflies when he tilts his head, a look of superiority flashes in his eyes as he watches the guy step away and scurry off.

when he turns to you, he's all sweet and romantic like you know him to be, peppering you with kisses and an apology if the guy made you uncomfortable.

possessive reo possessive reo possessive reo he's a need not a want.

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