#i've never gotten a headcanon ask before
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Just had a fun idea but like, what about hcs on how the others would react upon realizing s/o has feelings for Alastor? Like out of everyone they could've fallen for of it HAD to be him kjbgbkjs
Thanks for the consideration and take care of yourself op! Drink water, eat food, and know ur favs adore you!
Everyone finding out that wifey is married to Alastor??? 👀 That's what I heard-
Alastor X Reader Headcanons
✅️Romantic
❌️Platonic
TW: A little suggestive in the middle bit? Angel helps wifey buy lingerie
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You meet everyone at the hotel separately from your husband, so they never make the connection until they actually see you two together
Except Niffty, Alastor just had her trailing behind him one day
"Niffty! This is my darling wife! She is the lady of the house!"
"Neat! I'm gonna go find some bugs!"
"...she's cute, Alastor."
"She's a menace in disguise, my dear~"
When you first met Husker, you were playing cards when he suddenly saddled himself next to you with the kind of confidence that only an overlord has
Luckily, the game was only for fun, the two of you competing against each other in friendly competition
It's a good time between the two of you, you're charming and witty, Husk just eats it up and keeps asking you to play another game
"You're pretty good at this aren't you, beautiful? Do you gamble often?"
You simply hum and politely sip your drink, carefully thinking about how you're going to turn down the overlord
"I don't tend to frequent these sorts of places but my darling husband and I are celebrating so it's a special occasion~"
"Husband?"
"Oh, he's harmless! A real romantic...~"
He deflates a little at the mention of your husband but moves on like nothing happened and that's the last you see of him for a couple of months
That is until Alastor comes home one day looking exceptionally pleased with himself as he sweeps you up into an impromptu dance
"Alastor~! What's gotten into you~?"
"Another victory under my belt, my dear~! You know how you've been saying you always wanted a cat?"
"No?"
"Well, I went out and got you one!"
You barely have time to ask him what he means when suddenly Husk is standing in front of you, looking shocked
"Oh Alastor...tell me you didn't go after him just because he flirted with me a little.."
"Of course not, darling~! I did it beca-he did what now?"
Husk looks around in bewilderment before his eyes land on you wrapped in your husband's arms, pointing at you accusingly
"HE'S YOUR HUSBAND!? You need to look up the definition of HARMLESS cause he ain't harmless!"
You meet Charlie because she quite literally runs into you, tears in her eyes and obviously upset
"I'm so so SO sorry! I-"
"Hey hey...what are you sorry for? Are you okay, my dear?"
You can't help but mother her, wiping away her tears as she tries to excuse her tears as nothing serious
"Would you like to talk about it? I can't just leave you crying out in the street like a lost baby, now can I?"
She sniffles pathetically and nods, letting you guide her somewhere more private
"Y-yes please..."
"Come now, we'll make some hot tea and you can tell me what's got you so worked up..."
You two grow attached to each other after that and make time to meet with each other at least a few times a month
She gets anxious when she hasn't heard from you in a while and calls you whenever she's upset about something, seeking your opinion
You listen to Charlie's problems and try to offer her advice or do what you can to help her feel better, sometimes she just needs a motherly hug
She tells you about her hotel and whether you believe in her dream or not, you support her because she obviously needs it
Other times, you two talk about your respective partners and gossip
"Your husband sounds so sweet! I've got to meet him one day! When he comes back, of course..."
You laugh at her enthusiasm, gently patting her hand to calm the excitable young woman down a little and trying to quell the sadness of his absence
"And this girlfriend of yours sounds like she really cares about you, I'd love to meet her."
You feel compelled to look after her, and Charlie sees you as a source of comfort if not a mother figure to her
So she eventually introduces Vaggie to you because you've been asking to meet her, Vaggie is just excited to meet the famous Y/N
She's heard so much about you from Charlie that she had to see if you were genuine, she had to make sure you weren't using her girlfriend
Only to be taken aback by just how much she ends up liking you, looking to you for advice just as Charlie does
She's geared up, ready to fight, when one day you two are suddenly cornered by thugs out on the street, only to be baffled when you take them out with ease
Just how powerful are you?
"Wait wait wait-how did you pull off that move? I've been trying to learn how to do that for months!"
You're casually fixing your clothes and rubbing your wrist, completely unfazed by the ambush
"It's just a little something I learned from my husband~ Would you like me to teach you?"
"Y-yes! Please!"
She readily accepts, and soon she's just as attached to you as Charlie is, looking forward to the times you agree to spar with her
Her and Charlie talk about how much they love you one night before they go to bed
"So....she's great right?"
"Charlie, I fucking love her."
"Right!?"
You meet Angel at a clothing store, the two of you shopping in the same section when you catch him staring hard at the gloves
"You should try this one, the color compliments you really well, and they're made from a good material."
He jumps in surprise, obviously startled by your sudden arrival, but does genuinely seem to look at the pair of gloves you're pointing out
Angel picks them up and tries them on, seemingly more than pleased with your picks, whatever thoughts that were weighing on his mind momentarily forgotten
"Thanks..! Uh, maybe I can help you pick something out?"
He gestures to the many different lingerie in your basket, you're obviously having a hard time deciding which one to get
You have the decency to at least look a little embarrassed, a soft blush taking over your features and making you look innocent
"Would you? My husband is back, and I just want to show him how much I've missed him..."
Angel guides you to the fitting rooms, obviously excited to be of help, he could be saving a marriage for all he knows!
"Sure thing, doll! You put on each one, and Angel Dust here will tell you which one will knock your man off his feet! If I know anything! It's how to turn a man on!"
Normally, you wouldn't even THINK about showing another man your body in lingerie, but hearing that and having an inkling of who Angel is, you trust him
And it's surprisingly fun! Angel helps you narrow it down to three favorites that are sexy and comfortable, it never once feels creepy or uncomfortable
"Now pose like this when he comes in! Yes! Just like that! Your hubby is gonna lose his mind when he sees you!"
You can't help but laugh, not at all feeling ridiculous but enjoying Angel's antics and enthusiasm
"Thank you, Angel. We should go clothes shopping together again sometime, I had a good time today."
He winks and holds out his phone to get your number before walking away, no longer seeming so...depressed
"And you'll have an even better time tonight! See you later, doll~!"
You two shop together on the regular after that, greeting each other with air kisses and judging people together
"Ugh, do you see the hair on that gal? What an absolute wreck!"
"That hairstyle wasn't even popular when my husband and I were alive...ugh..."
"When am I gonna meet this man of yours anyways?"
"When he stops going to a tailor and agrees to come shopping with me~"
You're laying in bed with Alastor one night, nuzzled under his chin and cuddling in his arms when he suddenly speaks
"You know that little...project I've been working on?"
You're nearly asleep, the feeling of his thumb rubbing your arm soothing you more than he realizes
"Mhm..."
"Well, I was thinking maybe I could take you with me tomorrow...everyone there has been dying to meet you."
You open your eyes to look at your husband, smiling at him as you lean up to kiss him softly
"More people who don't believe that you have a wife? I'll be happy to set the record straight~"
He chuckles and rolls you two over so that he's on top of you, kissing down your neck as his hands push up your nightgown
"I can't wait to show you off to everyone~"
The next day, Alastor takes your arm in his and leads you inside, you're more than a little surprised to see that his project is a hotel
You're a bit shocked to see so many familiar faces in front of you, Niffty running up to hug your leg and Husk giving you a lazy wave
Charlie, Vaggie and Angel are all staring you like you're a ghost, eyes slowly moving from Alastor to you over and over again
Charlie drops her tray of snacks in surprise, rushing up to give you a bone crushing hug while Vaggie stands in front of Alastor as if to protect you
"Y/N! What are you doing here!? Are you here to give redemption a try? Oh, I knew you would come around!!"
You laugh and hug her back while patting her head, gently prying her arms off of you so you can pet Niffty
"It's good to see you too, my dear princess, though I'm here with my husband."
Vaggie's jaw drops, and she whips around to look at you, jabbing a finger at Alastor as you see her trying to digest the truth in front of her
"You! A-and him!? The Radio Demon?!"
Alastor takes the opportunity to pull you back to his side, a loving arm around your waist as you happily lean on him, hand on his chest
"Everyone! This is Y/N, my lovely wife~! Y/N, please tell them all that you're here of your own volition and that you are happily married to the most wonderful demon in all of hell!"
You hear Angel trying to hold in his laughter, obviously flashing back to the many conversations he's had with you about your mysterious husband
"Yes yes, I'm happily married to him and I'm not under any mind control or deal or anything else like that~"
You can hear Vaggie's soul leave her body, Charlie's delighted squeal and Angel's uncontrollable laughter at the sight of you and Alastor rubbing noses in an obnoxiously cute manner
"This is the guy you've been buyin' all those sexy clothes for!? Oh my fuck!! This is too good!"
"I can't believe Alastor was your husband this whole time!! I knew he was secretly a big softie! Oh my gosh! You should hear how he talks about you it's so cute!!"
"...I don't get what you see in him..."
"I don't either, you know that when I first met her, she called him HARMLESS? She's delusional."
"He's a bad boy and she LIKES IT~!"
Your husband looks at you in confusion, gently stroking your cheek
"All this time I spent singing your praises to earn you a decent reputation around here was for nothing? I should've known you'd have stolen their hearts already~"
You smile and kiss Alastor's palm sweetly, earning a chorus of cooing and disgusted noises from your audience
"Actually, I've met everyone here before, darling... it seems we've been unintentionally been keeping our a marriage a secret from everyone!"
Charlie is just so enamored with the way you two interact as a couple, her eyes sparkling whenever she watches you two together
Vaggie is just disappointed in your taste in men and shakes her head whenever you two are affectionate, secretly she thinks it's cute
Angel gets a kick out bugging Alastor about the clothes he helped you pick out, always asking him if he liked the lingerie
Husk is just thankful for the distraction you prove to be for Alastor because then he has more time to himself, encourages you two to go on a lot of dates
Niffty is just crazy as always 😜 She likes you two together though and will stab anyone who tries to separate you two
This one took so long!! I hope you like it!!
#hazbin hotel x reader#alastor hazbin hotel x reader#alastor hazbin x reader#alastor x reader#hazbin x reader
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What if the fae boys go into heat unexpectedly and the reader is the only one that can help their problem?
╰┈➤ ❝ [Heat] ❞ 【Headcanons】
Summary ► characters get into heat! how do they get help with it?
About Reader ► AFAB, people use they/them to refer to you.
Warnings ► smut, receiving oral, period sex I think, fingering, author never wrote about heat
Characters Featured ► Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge
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NOT PROOFREAD.
Malleus Draconia ►
it was early in the morning when you got a text from THEE Malleus Draconia. asking you to come and meet him up for something in his dorm room.
“Child of Man. I need you to come immediately to my room. it is an emergency.”
naturally, you were concerned about the matter in your hands early in the morning. so you rush out of Ramshackle to meet up with the dragon Prince asap.
once you reach Disomnia, you immediately run to Malleus' room and knock on the door to his room before he allows you in.
“Malleus, I got your message! What's the matter!?”
“....I've gotten into heat. I need your assistance with that.”
this caught you off guard, but you didn't complain, no. who would complain when a dragon Prince is begging you for help.
“Of course, I'll gladly help you out!”
the dragon Prince smirks and gives you a come here gesture with his finger, which you immediately obey and come over.
“Strip for me, my dear.”
the tone of his voice melts in your ears at how soft it was. his words and tone make you want to obey his every word, and so you strip off your clothes as you look away from shyness.
he grabs your hand and pulls you in his bed as he begins to shower you in kisses on your whole body.
whole body means pussy included. and so he loves the smell of your arousal. dear Sevens, it's such a sweet and addicting smell for him addicting enough for him to eat you out.
his forked tongue teasing your clit had you seeing above and beyond. it was such an addicting feeling that couldn't help, but grab his horns as you ride his face.
he didn't mind that you wrote his face, no no, he was so happy as he got to eat, lick and suck you of your juices.
his tongue did wonders and tried to reach such levels that no normal human would. it was an amazing feeling to feel him eat you like a starved man, like you were his last meal.
his hand was groping your chest for the sake of keeping his hand occupied as well as kneeding your ass gently.
your orgasm didn't take too long to happen, thanks to his tongue teasing your clit so much. though he doesn't give you the chance to let out your orgasm, he backs away halfway there.
you whine, and he laughs at you for the state he brought you through.
“Forgive me, Yuu, but I am far from done, and that means you too are far from done.”
Lilia Vanrouge ►
it's that time of the month when the smell of blood is around and a vampire such as Lilia could smell it around.
and who else other than you would have a smell such as that? the smell of your cycle was strong enough for Lilia to go into heat.
he needed to feast, breed. he needed to do so much with little time. and he makes sure not to waste any time by asking you to meet up in his room.
having to deal with a raging boner during school hours was impossibly hard for him, but he made it through out and that's what matters.
upon meeting him, Lilia apologized for his behaviour and, of course, asked you for permission to do as he wished. when you gave him permission, he was so happy to have a mutual understanding.
he immediately pins you down and bites your neck to suck some of your blood. his eyes rolled all the way back at the taste of your blood. he almost nutted right then and there.
he knew that cycles were a pain, and so he decided to ease that pain by teasing you. while he drinks your blood, his hand is in your pants, drawing gentle tight circles on your clit, making sure it was enough to distract you from your cramps such a nice gentleman.
not only was his thumb glued to your clit, but his fingers were inside you, taking the pain off for your mind.
he's an old man who knew how to treat you so well.
he makes sure to be very gentle with you.
A/N ► sorry that Lilia's part was short, he's like a grandpa figure for me so idrk how to write for him— also this is like the first fic I write after my surgery and it being smut is WILD. hope you enjoyed it tho :33
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I think I NEED a some head canons about about Jason Todd meeting his lovely girlfriend at one of Bruces annoying get together at the opera where an ballet piece plays as entertainment, just with the slight specialty that she’s the ballerina
Btw love your work <3
Jason Todd Gala Meet Cute Headcanons
— To be frank, Jason Todd hates galas but when Dick doesn't want to go alone or when he wants to support Bruce or Cass he'll be there. Family is Family.
— When he first sees you his jaw nearly drops because he's never seen anybody as stunning as you. As graceful as a swan, you glide across the stage with ethereal elegance. Each movement is a dance of precision and passion, your body a canvas painting a story of love and longing. Jason Tood was now indeed a lovesick boy.
— You've got the poor boy hooked, watching you like you're his last meal. Even Dick could see, that you caught Jason's eye. At the end of your performance, you took a bow and you looked right over at him and smiled.
— He wasn't sure if that had really been meant for him but that didn't stop him from blushing a bit. So he's nearly on the floor begging Bruce for your name or to at least introduce him and he agrees just so Jason would calm down.
— Bruce invites you to join the rest of the gala if you're interested, since his son was very fond of your performance, "Oh is he the one with the little white strip in his hair? he's quite cute isn't he?".
—Dick's grinning ear to ear, watching his brother stare at you from across the room, while guides you to one of the private bathrooms. He'd never seen Jason so whipped for a girl who he didn't even know.
— Once you finally finished changing, you found yourself drinking a glass of red wine, standing in the corner alone. You usually don't come to events like these but since you were personally invited by Bruce Wayne you saw no reason not to.
— When Jason spots you from across the room, he debates on waiting for Bruce to introduce the two of you but just says fuck it and goes for it.
— "I didn't know ballerinas, came to galas like these, there's not much fun doll," he asks putting his hand out for yours. You hesitate but place yours on top of his, allowing him to kiss the back of your hand. "Only when pretty boys like you request for us," you say giggling, and now for sure you're fucked. Jason Todd wasn't just cute, he was hot.
— He butters you up by asking your favorite composer, "Well I've never performed any of his music but I'm quite the fan of Vivaldi" you say while he leans against the wall next to you. He asks the questions and lets you do most of the talking since he'd prefer to listen to you. By the end of the night, there was nothing Jason didn't know about you but it seemed like you hadn't gotten to know him.
— He had spent the whole night flirting with you and buttering you up and you're not even surprised when he asks to walk you out, "Why not but only on one condition, you have to take me out on a date and let me get to know you this time" and Jason had no objections to that.
— Now you've got the Jason Todd following behind you, people are whispering and watching the two of you. How'd you manage to pull one of Bruce Wayne's sons, especially the standoffish one? You weren't even his girlfriend yet and people couldn't stop talking about you and exactly what Jason wanted, well at least before he made you his.
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This has probably been requested before, but I had this idea and wanted to share.
My personal headcanon is that Vox keeps his room super cold to help with all the electronics (I took an animation class and that room was always freezing!). So, reader naturally has a blanket hoard that they bury in like a dragon buries itself in treasure.
Not sure if this was something you wanted to write about, but wanted to share regardless!
BRO YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS IDEA BRINGS ME JOY! YES! I saw a request the other day about the idea of Vox having his aquarium connected to his bedroom and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. Also, it drives me insane we only have the name for one of his sharks. In a high stroke of genius, I've decided the other shark is named Spark. Vark and Spark. This is my canon now, amazon be damned.
Cool Temperatures [Vox x Reader Headcanons NSFW Mentioned]
(NSFW writing under the cut. Minors stay away <3)
Vox was never one to get too cold. In fact, if anything, the infernal blazes of Hell proved to be a nuisance when it came to day-to-day life for the overlord. To combat this, Vox's room had every state-of-the-art cooling system known to every ring of Hell. A solid 27% of the electricity bill for the tower was consumed by the air conditioners and the aquarium from the meeting room that connected to his room above.
You need every blanket and hoodie in the Pride Ring to stay warm in his room. It was large, it was dark, and it was fucking cold. When you went into his room for the first time, it had been on your third date. You'd both gotten a little tipsy and were eagerly pulling each other's clothes off when the large double doors (dude is bougie as fuck) slid open when you were nearly knocked over with what felt like the fucking tundra.
Of course, Vox teased you with a shit-eating grin as he watched you shiver. You'd tried to complain about the ridiculous temperature as you attempted to pull your shirt back on, but Vox's hands were on your wrists in an instant. The way your body reacted to the cold was one of his new favorite things. He relished in the way goosebumps decorated your skin and he wasted no time in showing you just how much he appreciated how the cold affected your tits.
It didn't take as much convincing as he expected when he asked you to move in with him. Only after a few months of dating, he was already determined to spend the rest of eternity with you. He expected you to protest due to how many times you woke up in the middle of the night freezing cold because Vox kicked all the covers off in his sleep. He expected you to hesitate because of how much you hated getting out of bed due to the cold. But instead, you said yes immediately.
"Yeah, waking up in the morning sucks," you admit as he questions your willingness. "But on the mornings you haven't left early for work, it's worth it because you're there."
Vox was so unbelievably whipped from that day on. He went to the development team and had them make you a giant heated bean bag that you used obsessively. He'd lost track of the number of times he'd come home late after a long day at work, only to find you wrapped up in a dozen blankets and in your favorite hoodie, all cozied up on the shark patterned heat.
Sometimes you have to kick his ass for stealing your hoodies. He didn't need them! You needed them! You were going to turn into a popsicle, meanwhile a refrigerator might as well have given birth to your silly boyfriend. He just liked making you try to take it off of him. And he liked that it smelled like you.
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Mystic Messenger Characters + Their Toxic Traits ✨
Feat. Zen, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Seven, and V
Short headcanons inspired by this post I've made about My Hero Academia characters and their toxic traits x
! fem reader, brief mentions of sex !
Zen
Insanely jealous. He's barely able to restrain himself from barking like a dog when he sees you talking to another man
- and he will come up to you mid-conversation and embarrass you in front of this man because Zen wants him to know who you belong to.
Has some mildly sexist views on women
- Speaks for you even if you're right next to him. Will order for you at restaurants without being asked. If someone asks you a question and Zen thinks he knows the answer he'll answer it for you as if you aren't capable of answering for yourself.
- Tends to believe that you're fragile and vulnerable and that he needs to protect you because you're a woman
- Will help you with chores but he believes it's your job to cook
- Doesn't ever let you take control during sex. He thinks that, as the man, he is supposed to be the one on top and in control. He's a pleasure dom but sex is always done his way because he never lets you take the lead.
Canonically homophobic
Lacks self awareness
Yoosung
King of putting things off. Ignores problems in the relationship for as long as he possibly can until one day it all comes to the surface and he bursts into tears
Avoids conflict to the point of concern. He'd rather lie to himself that everything is fine between the two of you than address an issue in your relationship because he doesn't want to start a fight.
Struggles to make time for you. A lot of your dates are hanging out together while he studies in his room or at the library.
Shamelessly codependent
Jaehee
Also terrible at making time for you
Always working. If she's not working under Jumin then she's always working on improving the coffee shop. She doesn't know how to function when she's not working 24/7 and under constant stress
She takes things so personally. She'll never tell you she took something you said personally but you can tell.
Lowkey a grudge holder. If you two get into an argument she'll bring up something you said to hurt her feelings two years ago.
Jumin
Wants to take care of you but "taking care of you" can mean doing things that are very controlling sometimes
- extremely resistant at first to the idea of you having a job or going to college since he can provide for both of you
- hates taking "no" for an answer if he thinks he knows better than you. If you're sick with a cold he'll go against your wishes and call a doctor no matter how many times you insist that you're fine.
- Never learned how to let someone else be in charge of something so he also never lets you take control during sex.
Resistant to change
Makes important decisions without you based on what he thinks you would want
Can come across as very apathetic at times. He thinks he's offering an objective point of view that will help soothe your emotions but instead it can feel like he doesn't care about them because you're being unreasonable.
707
Has gotten into the habit of lying about the dumbest shit, so it can be difficult to tell whether he's being serious or messing with you
Doesn't help with household chores because he doesn't find them mentally stimulating
Gets really bad depressive episodes. He doesn't want Saeran to see him like that so he bottles everything up until he can't anymore and will take all his emotions out on you sometimes.
Has never had to communicate how he feels before meeting you, so he never learned how. A lot of the time you're relying on your intuition because he doesn't talk to you about it. Part of him still believes nobody cares about how he's feeling.
V
Incredibly passive. Getting him to voice what he wants is like pulling teeth.
Codependent and in denial about it. Thinks he's just really in love with his wife.
Has a tendency to completely ignore how he's feeling because part of him is desperate to please you.
Tends to think in absolutes. Has a very black and white view on most things
Struggles to believe that he deserves you and that makes him crave validation, but he never wants to voice to you that he needs validation.
#no saeran this time because i wanted to make my headers using panels from the webtoon#mystic messenger x reader#mystic messenger imagines#zen mystic messenger#yoosung kim#jaehee kang#jumin han#707#saeyoung choi#luciel choi#v mystic messenger#jihyun kim#zen x reader#yoosung x reader#jaehee x reader#jumin x reader#707 x reader#v x reader
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hello! if you don't mind i do have a request for poly Fizzmodeus x reader
can you do headcanons of them with a crush on an idol/popstar succubus who's secretly a single parent (to keep the kid safe bc reader knows the public will be more than invasive and will only reveal the kid when they're older)? like reader's hesitant to rlly get into a relationship with the two bc she's afraid of what they think.
a certain anime's been giving me this brainrot for a while and i don't have the skill to properly write this sjjdkdkdkskdk
I didn't focus too much on the succubus part, but I hope this is good.
Fizzarolli x Asmodeus x F!SingleParent!Reader
Fizz is not a great father, but he does try his best, and thats why I love him <3. Hope y'all enjoy!
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• Your tour ended recently, and you already have a new album being planned.
• For anyone else, it's a dream come true.
• For you, well, it's the break you desperately need to see your kid.
• You've been living a double life for a while.
• On one hand, you're a pop star, hiding her face beneath a variety of masks, with hundreds of thousands of adoring fans.
• On the other, you were a mom just looking out for her kid, trying to keep them out of the exhausting and draining world of fame.
• The mask thing was probably one of your best ideas, as it let you actually go out with your child without being accosted by the paparazzi.
• Plus the whole "secretive succubus" act was great for sales and popularity.
• Most of the money goes to your kid. Yeah, they may end up a tad bit spoiled, but you just want them to be happy.
• Plus, you do have the foresight to not make them an asshole.
• You've dealt with enough rich people in your time, and most of them are the exact kind of people you're trying to keep away from your child.
• Although...there are two that are pretty nice.
• You knew Fizzarolli first, both of you hitting Lust's entertainment circuit at the same time.
• You even had a small thing together for a little bit, although it never really grew. It was more platonic than romantic anyways.
• That's not to say that you hadn't considered going further, or that you didn't have some feelings for him, you just chose not to act on it.
• Asmodeus, on the other hand, found you after you had gotten a decent sized following.
• Unlike with Fizz, nothing really happened between you, but you did become good friends.
• He was also kind of hot too.
• When you had gotten back to your home, you were planning on take your kid out to do...something.
• You weren't sure, but it didn't matter, because someone had sent you a message.
• It was from Ozzie, inviting you over for dinner
• Problem is, you had just gotten back, and you really wanted to be with your kid.
• So, you asked if he could make sure that dinner stayed pg-13, which he questioned, but agreed to.
• You had been wanting to tell Asmodeus about you being a parent for a while, you needed to figure out dinner, and you didn't want to leave your child again, so why not kill 3 birds with one stone?
• When you got there, you got a pleasant suprise in the form of Fizzarolli.
• Fizz and Ozzie also had a suprise, the fact you had a kid.
• (I've been trying to leave the kid's age ambiguous, so that y'all can have a bit of freedom with it. If the kid's old enough, they introduce themselves, and if not you do it. Anyways, back to the headcanons.)
• It takes a good couple of minutes to explain everything, but they understand and respect your decision to keep your child out of the limelight.
• The dinner was nice, fancy too. Then again, you weren't expecting anything else.
• There was something odd though, you felt like Fizz and Ozzie were flirting with you.
• Turns out, they were.
• Apparently, both Ozzie and Fizz, who were together already, wanted to invite you into a little polycule relationship.
• And to be honest, you didn't hesitate to say yes.
• As mentioned before, you did have feelings for Fizz, and you did think Asmodeus was hot.
• Plus, you wouldn't mind having some help raising a child.
• Turns out that Ozzie is a pretty good parent.
• Fizz not so much, but he's trying.
• And dear Satan is it amazing to have people doting on you for once.
• Fans are one thing, romantic partners are so, so much better.
• And hey, at least your kid will grow up around some genuinely good people.
#fizzaroli x reader#headcanon#helluva boss x reader#helluva boss headcanon#asmodeus x fizzarolli#asmodeus x reader#fizzaroli helluva boss#fizzarolli#fizzarolli x asmodeus#helluva boss asmodeus#polyamory
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I was the anon who asked for the gojo x v reader headcanons. I wasn't expecting a mini fic but it was so good. Please do a part 2 if you can. 🙏
nonnie your patience deserves an award and i appreciate you <3 i had this in my drafts for so long and was never quite happy with it, but i think (i think) i finally reached a point im satisfied <3 thank you sm for reading and for requesting !!
𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨, 𝐩𝐭. 𝐈𝐈
gojo satoru x virgin!fem reader. loss of virginity. satoru is so so sweet and gentle ♡ pt. 𝐈 here
your body molds into satoru's as his lips, tongue, and hands speed up and roam around. you're giggling and biting your lip as his hands wander your back and ass, nipping at your neck, jaw, and collarbone. you can't help it--your neck is too sensitive for him to be planting his sweet little kisses there.
the anxiety flutters around your body, your heart thumping in your chest as excitement and fear fight for dominance.
barely missing a beat, satoru's hands travel to the clasp of your bra, running his fingers along the edge.
"may i?"
his voice was low, the huskiness of his own desire vibrating against your neck just under your ear.
the fear bubbled up a bit more, but you held yourself against him and nodded.
"need to hear ya say it, sweetheart"
the excitement's back, and squashes the anxiety in its place with one sentence. god, he's the best.
"please, satoru," you manage to say breathily, "i want it,"
he hums against your neck, barely pulling away as he unclasps it quickly. he must've felt your face get warm against him, as he didn't hesitate to bring his lips to yours.
"so beautiful," he muttered, "all mine,"
oh, your knees were weak.
he palmed one of your tits in his hand, gently kneading it until you moaned back into his mouth. all the touch and everything was growing too much to bear; you felt yourself just getting wetter and wetter at his touch.
and he's barely done anything.
you felt yourself rubbing your thighs together instinctively, trying to create any more friction for your neglected center. satoru caught on, and moved his hand further down.
he spun you two around, sitting down on the couch behind him as he sat you on his lap facing away. he spread your legs across his, gently snaking his hand to your inner thigh. his other hand grabs at your other breast, continuing to knead and pinch at your perky nipple.
he was right at your ear, peering over your shoulder at the masterpiece in front of him.
he held you in place gently, daring not to grab on too hard almost in fear that he'd break you.
"how's this?" he cooed right at the shell of your ear, "still doin' okay, my little angel?"
what a thing to say.
you tried to close your legs at the sudden arousal flowing from between them, only for satoru to softly keep your legs forced open.
"mhm," you softly whine out, "feels good,"
he laughs softly behind you, running a hand down your thigh. "i've barely even gotten started yet,"
satoru's hand travels down until it hits your folds, slickened by his teasing and sweet words of endearment.
you can't get a word out before his long, rough fingers just ghost over your core. you were getting antsy.
"p-please, just do something..." you turn in his direction, not being able to see the smug look on his face as you practically beg for him to touch you.
"so impatient," you hear him smiling.
before he could even finish his words, he's rubbing small circles on your clit. the sudden touch makes you squirm a bit, but satoru keeps you steady and spread open on his lap.
"this wet already?" he purrs, "you're spoiling me, love"
he slides one finger in.
you can't help but drag out a soft breath, slightly moaning as your back arches at the feeling. it feels so good. he hasn't let up on fondling your tit in his other hand, matching the pace as he curls his finger inside of you.
and then he inserts another.
he's continuing to rub your sensitive clit as he makes quick use of his fingers. you can't help but to throw your head back onto his shoulder, trying not to moan loudly as you let out gentle pants.
he was speaking softly in your ear, but there, was too much going on. you felt hot all over.
"s-satoru, 'm g-gonna..."
you finished quicker than your own sentence, body shaking on top of him as you instinctively bucked your hips into his palm. he slowed his pace, letting you set the speed so he wouldn't overstimulate you.
he pulled his two fingers out, bringing it up to your open mouth before sticking them in.
"wanna see how you taste?"
you moaned on his fingers, relishing in the sweetness that dripped off as you sucked on them. he pulled out of your mouth, using his hand to turn your head towards him to kiss you.
everything was happening so quick. he spun you around on him, barely stopping his kissing as he set you on his lap facing him. he shimmied his boxers off impatiently, freeing his cock from the boxers that've been keeping it contained.
satoru looked up at you, chin covered in a sheen of spit and cum from making out with you so sloppily.
he looked perfect.
"are you ready? i'll try and go slow,"
he sounded needy, impatient; part of you didn't believe he could go slow but you decided to put your faith in him. you nodded, throwing your arms around his neck for stability as he spread the pre leaking from his tip down to the rest of it.
you squatted over him as he lined up with your entrance. you were still coming down from your high, feeling a little unstable and dreamy as you felt his cock rub up and down your folds. it gave you goosebumps.
you cried out in pleasure as you felt him enter you. it didn't hurt, per say, but it was different. nonetheless, it felt good. barely the tip was in and you already felt so full.
all you could focus on was satoru.
he looked up at you, studying your face for any sign of pain or discomfort. his eyes almost looked like they were glowing, admiring the way you took all of him.
finally, he bottomed out and you relaxed on top of him.
"shit, baby, you're so tight," he barely breathed out, "you doing okay?"
you readjusted a bit and nodded again, looking down at his sweet puppy dog eyes staring back up at you. being level with your chest, satoru plants kisses across your torso and breasts, muttering praises between.
"my perfect girl, taking me so well,"
you card your fingers through his hair, adjusting to this fullness before he speaks again.
"gonna start movin', 'kay?"
you bite your lip and nod impatiently, eagerly waiting for whatever came next.
you felt every inch of his thick cock pistoning in and out of you. he was nervous at first to go fast at all, but seeing the way you took him made him go a little hungry for a bit.
his pace quickened as he held onto you for a while, burying his head in your chest but looking up to watch your face as you moaned his name like it was a prayer.
satoru was vocal, that's for sure. he wasn't shy with his praises and sweet words, so pussy drunk that he could barely think straight.
you looked down at him, and the sight threw you over the edge of your second orgasm. his eyes were locked into yours, totally glazed over as all he could focus on was the way your walls felt gripping his cock.
"f-fuck..." you barely moan out, "i'm so close...kiss me, please?"
he didn't need permission to take your face in his hands and kiss you harder than he's kissed you before. he could barely focus on controlling himself when your walls clamped down on him, moaning into his mouth as you came again. it's no wonder his release came after, pumping you with his thick cum as you pushed your body closer to him.
and you stayed like that for a while, softly making out and panting into the others mouth as you came down together. eventually, satoru lifted you off his cock and into his lap, hugging you from behind.
he gently kissed the nape and side of your neck as he spoke softly.
"see love, you did amazing," he smiled, "you're so perfect,"
as he peppered more and more kisses on you, you wondered how soon it could be before you go for another round.
#٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ love letters#𓆩♡𓆪 satoru#gojo smut#gojo satoru smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#satoru smut#satoru gojo#gojo satoru x reader#gojou satoru x reader#gojo x reader#jjk gojo#jjk x reader#jujustsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#gojo x you#jjk satoru
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Keeping Secrets (Giyu Imagine)
A/N: I feel like I've seen a few imagines/headcanons where Giyu has a wife and baby and keeps it a secret from the other Hashira. Not intentionally, but like Giyu being Giyu sees no need to tell them about it cause these meetings are strictly business. This whole scenario was super cute to me so I've been drafting a full-on HC post for a while now with all the hashira. However, my main writing focus has been on Roommates so I haven't gotten a chance to work on it. Before I absolutely lose my mind...
You and Giyu met shortly after surviving the Final Selection. He's extremely heartbroken during this time in his life because he is trying to cope with the death of Sabito. You meet him one day during a mission and go out of your way to talk to him. You've always been good with reading people and their emotions so you can practically feel the weight of his grief just by being in his presence.
Giyu is reluctant, letting you talk to him a bit but not really saying much in return. It takes time, but slowly Giyu warms up to you and one night after finishing a mission Giyu opens up to you. Your seemingly one-sided friendship quickly blossoms into mutual feelings. Giyu hesitantly welcomes you into your heart, trying to ignore the fears of losing you the way he lost his loved ones.
Fast forward to the time when Giyu becomes a Hashira. This is a transitional period of his life, so many things are changing at once and the weight of getting older brings along new titles and new responsibilities. You two are stuck together like glue, regardless of your different titles, Kagaya sees the potential and continues to let you partner up with Giyu during missions. It's during this time that Giyu starts to realize he cares about you more than a friend. He's never really experienced these kinds of emotions before so he's not entirely sure how he is supposed to go about it.
Lucky for him, you're still good at reading emotions. It doesn't take long for you to catch on and take the initiative. Thanks to your openness and determination, within a few months of his Hashira promotion, Giyu begins to court you. It takes another year of proper dating, but Giyu ends up asking you for your hand in marriage shortly after your 18th birthday. You, of course, accept.
The two of you marry a few months later. A small ceremony with Kagaya, Amane, and their children. Urokodaki is there and a few important people from your life are there as well. It's quiet and private and no other corps members catch wind of the fact that the rather 'infamous' water pillar has taken a bride.
Within a few months of your marriage, you and Giyu stumble across the Kamado siblings. After a bizarre battle with both siblings knocked out, you and Giyu discuss ways to keep them safe, coming to the mutual agreement that Urokodaki would be able to help. It is a few months later that you end up getting pregnant, right before your promotion to Hashira. This causes you to cease corps activity almost immediately. You even like to joke that Giyu planned this, he had been hinting at you retiring from the corps since you got engaged.
You end up giving birth shortly after Giyu's twentieth birthday and a year later you're itching to get back to your duties. You have a beautiful baby, one who is still getting the hang of walking and learning to say more than just a babble of "dada". A baby that is the exact replica of their father, the only thing they got from you is your eye color. I mean really, you carried them for 9 months and they have the audacity to come out looking like their dad.
Much to Giyu's dislike, Kagaya awards you with the title of Hashira within a few weeks of your return. You had practically jumped back into training within two months of birthing your child, nearly giving Giyu a heart attack day in and day out. Now comes the day of your first Hashira meeting. To make things a little less obvious, Giyu left for the meeting before you. He had taken only a few months off to help you after your baby was born, but the other hashira had been told he was sent away for a mission that would take quite some time. Kagaya was willing to help keep your marriage and family a secret until you both felt ready to share.
You're getting antsy, the kakushi that you had requested to watch your child while you both attended the meeting was running late. So late that if you didn't leave right then, you'd arrive at the meeting after it started. The last thing you wanted was to make a bad impression on the other hashira. So, one hasty note later, you were hauling your baby into your arms and heading out for the meeting. You weren't quite sure how you would go about explaining this, never mind to the other hashira, but to your husband. "Dada is going to faint." You spoke to your baby, a bit of your nerves settling as they looked up at you with a gummy grin. Only a few teeth were beginning to poke up from their gums... which had been giving you and Giyu one hell of a time. Teething was certainly not your friend.
By the time you made it to the Butterfly Estate, you were settling your baby on your hip and trying to focus on your breathing. "You'll be good for Mama right?" You whispered to them, smiling as they just giggled in response. You adjusted your posture, taking one last deep breath before entering the gardens. You heard them before you saw them, the intimidating aura of the Hashira was certainly no joke.
Giyu's eyes landed on you first, his expression turning to one of mild shock when he realized your baby was in your arms. For a moment he was convinced you had lost your mind, but he couldn't dwell on that for long. "My, are you lost perhaps?" Shinobu walked past him, the chatter around him had quickly died. "No, that can't be the case, you're in a corps uniform." The last bit seemed to be more to herself than to you. "I-no I'm here for the meeting with Oyakata-sama. I'm the new pillar y/n." You nearly said your last name, which was Tomioka. Granted the baby in your arms looked just like him, you figured it wouldn't take long until they pieced things together.
"You're the new pillar and you have a child?" You glanced upwards, the serpent hashira was staring down at you from a tree branch, eyes narrowed. All eyes were on you and your baby, you had glanced at Giyu only once so far. "That would be correct. The kakushi who has been kind enough to aid me and my husband with our baby was running late and I didn't want to arrive after the meeting started." You glanced at everyone else, noticing that all but one pillar was looking at you. Shinobu was standing in front of you, her eyes trained on your baby rather than you. "Say..." her brows were furrowed as if trying to understand why the child in your arms looked so familiar.
"Yes?" you had a funny feeling she had already figured everything out. But, before she could speak, a bubbly pink-haired woman was bounding towards you. "OH! THEY ARE SO CUTE! IT'S SO NICE TO MEET YOU!" She smiled brightly at you, squealing as your baby began to smile and giggle at her. Mitsuri Kanroji had saved your ass for the time being. "Oi..." This time it was a male voice, one that effectively quieted the space. You recognized him as Sanemi, the wind pillar. "That kid looks exactly like Tomioka's lame ass." Your eyes nearly bulged out of their head, though you knew it was coming, you just hadn't expected it to be from him.
You swallowed, watching as the other pillars looked between you, your baby, and then over at Giyu. You shifted nervously, waiting for the dam to break and the realization to come out. “Say, Shinazugawa isn’t wrong…” one of the taller men spoke, if you remembered correctly, his name was Tengen. Giyu talked about him from time to time cause the man was a shinobi with three wives. “Do you have something to confess Tomioka?” Shinobu was looking right at you as she spoke, because of your nerves you actually responded. “I-I don’t know what you mean.” Her brows raised at that, which caused you to realize your fatal mistake, the nail in the coffin if you would. “Oh? I was referring to Tomioka Giyu… however it seems you’ve confirmed my suspicions… Tomioka y/n.”
Just thinkin lol
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Clingy!Tomura x Fem!Reader - Headcanons
Minors Don't Interact
Warnings: NSFW, submissive Tomura, mommy kink!!, mdlb, attachment issues, shiggy being a lil bitch, clingy Tomura, toxic relationship, pegging/anal sex (shiggy receiving), I am unhinged
I wanted a longer one shot but I have too many thoughts so here they are. Idk what's gotten into me. There will probably be a part two. I'm sleepy
So for starters, Shigaraki is a confusing dude because that whole "I hate everything" complex is almost completely reversed when it comes to you unless he has a legitimate reason to be mad at you. He loves you
He is clingy, and if he's not doing something important, he is totally hanging off of you. He's the type to follow you to the bathroom because he just can't get enough of your company. He doesn't care that it's weird
Will deny that he is so dependent on you!! Don't believe him. He will prove himself otherwise shortly after when he's rambling at you about how it's stupid that you have to go to work and "leave him stranded"
This guy has never received positive female attention since he was a child, and even then, he only got it from girls who betrayed his trust
So if you hold a sort of protective energy toward him and don't hesitate to stand up for him, he will ADORE you
That "motherly" affection you give him makes him choke and awakens a boy who was never loved properly. It's not as twisted as it sounds, he just feels at home with you, and when you baby him and treat him like a prince his heart pounds so much and his cheeks go red.
The mommy kink starts as a joke
You'll ask him to do something in an assertive tone and he's just "Yes mommy :)"
And you'll go "👀"
Then he just roles with it, and calls you mommy at random times just to piss you off
It's not until you both discover that you have a rather nurturing side that it becomes a regular thing that turns both of you on
It's sexual at first. When you take charge and spoil him, ask him what he needs, and pleasure him in the exact ways you know makes him cum hard, he'll be pleading.
"Fuuuck, Mommy pleeeaase! Please make me cum, please, mommy!!"
"Mmm pleaseee. I've been a good boy, fuuuck mommy!"
Once you do, he's begging you to come snuggle with him. He'll rest his head on your boobs and hold on for dear life.
He loves roaming his hands on your body and feeling how soft and plushy you are compared to his rather rigid and toned figure.
You're cozy! He feels like he's grabbing a teddy bear
His favorite spots to grab are your waist, butt, and tummy
Sometimes his fingers wander to your cunt compulsively because he just doesn't think
Oh great god he loves your pussy so much
Your pussy is enough to save him. So warm and wet, and when you slam yourself down on him when you ride him it drives him crazy. If he's on top, he's pounding you so deep. He doesn't even mean to hurt you (a little bit of a lie), he just can't get enough of your insides. He feels great though, don't mistake that.
Once he figures out how to touch you properly, he is abusing his powers for evil
Will eagerly eat you out and suck on your tits. He's has a tiny oral fixation.
Tomura was a virgin before you. Not spiritually, but he'd never fucked anyone. Some stuff online and a criminal amount of porn, though? Yea
Thay first time came quickly (and so did he) because the day you met, there was a potent chemistry between you two.
He brought up the "peg" word first
He was a little anxious but he'd played with himself in that area in the past on himself. Not extensively, but he knew it was a place of pleasure for him
Admittedly it feels great for him if you're generous with lube but when you did it at first, it hurt like a bitch
It doesn't matter if you're tall or much shorter than him, he wants you to treat him like your little boy.
Caress him and coo to him. He needs you to tell him how special he is to you and how much you love him. He needs to hear how perfect he is for you, and that you accept him.
If you play with his hair, he might cry
Actually, on the topic of crying, you're probably the only person he'll cry around. And it's because he trusts you not to judge him or put him down for it. He also knows that he can come to you and that you'll hold him and be there to comfort him through it. His hatred and bottled up sadness cracks up and when you let him release it into your shoulder, ..sometimes the mommy word slips out
He has a huge fear that you'll leave him. And you'd have every right. He'd have all the power to finish you off. Tomura doesn't have that rage toward you, at least he doesn't believe or want that. That said, he usually ends up confiding in you, usually a little pissed, but ultimately, he's sad
"I lo-*hic*I love you*hic*I love you mommy.. *hic*??*hicc* d-do you hate me?? I'm sorry!! Dont leave"
Please reassure him that he's enough, and that you love him as he is
If you bless him with kisses all over his face he'll cackle like a little bitch
He'll retaliate and yell at you to "fuckin' stop!!" but when you do it's an instant "mommyyyy no come back!"
He loves just laying in bed and having pillow talk while you caress his face, hair, shoulders, back. He even loves you pulling at his waist. Fuck he just loves you when you love up on him, too
he finally has someone to care for him in a genuine, loving, adoring way.
He is such a goober around you and is very affectionate, but in front of his guys? It's complicated
He likes showing you off, yea. And he isn't afraid to give you a kiss or touch you around them. But that intimate, wholesome side of it? Noo. He needs his "don't fuck with me" reputation to stick.
He is clingy in an unhealthy way, too, and insecure. If you don't give him the right amount of attention, he's worrying about it. He begs you to tell him what he did wrong or if you hate him. If you're gone too long, he misses you so damn much!
If you call him simple things like "baby boy" or even "Tomura" in a sweet tone of voice, he will melt
He loves you
It's his absolute favorite thing if you wake him in the night and stroke his cock, kiss him all over his neck and tell him how pretty he is. His masculinity isn't that fragile, not when it's just you and him at least. He has a little bit of a somnophilia kink, receiving and giving
He wants to feel adored and cared about. Protected.
He'll protect you too! No one will ever lay a finger on his mommy, and if they do, it's game over
#shigaraki tomura#shigaraki x fem reader#shigaraki tomura headcanons#shigaraki tomura smut#tomura shigaraki
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Please so boyfriend Alessia Russo
I've gotten millions of ask's for Alessia sooo here we go!
This is like golden retriever / boyfriend / shy Alessia Russo
ALL LETTERSS AGAIN
NSFW - Alphabet Challenge: Alessia Russo
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
She is the sweetest person ever. She will cuddle you, kiss you, make sure you eat and drink, cuddle you some more, wash you and then even more cuddles. Whatever her princess wan'ts, she gets.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
She adores absolutely everything about you, but if she had to pick something specific, she would say your hands. She loves to hold them, kiss them and of course she loves how good they make her fell in the bedroom.
On herself she loves her facial features. She knows she is pretty and loves her features.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
I dont know can't think of anything special. Let's just say that she loves to spend time between your legs and eat you out til she can't breath.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
One thing she loves that only you know is how needy and submissive the girl can be during certain moments. She likes to appear as a top and dominant person, which she most times is, but you also know the more vulnerable side.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Alessia isn't the most experienced one with girls but still knows what she is doing. She is very comfortable around you and want's to learn everything about your body and it's reactions she can.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
As long as she can see your face scrunched in pleasure, she will be happy. But one thing she love is to sit on your face. She loves that she can see you and feel amazing.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Alessia will joke around and have fun. She thinks that sex is supposed to be fun and comfortable so that's always her way in the bedroom. There is laughing, serious moments, passionate moment and kisses ruined by giggling.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Alexia shaves herself often just because she thinks it's more comfortable and finds herself more sexy that way.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Alessia is very intimate and romantic person and that shows in the bedroom too. She will always have some foreplay, weather it's kissing you, massaging you, cuddling or just hanging together close to one another. During the moment she loves to whisper sweet nothnings to your ear while she makes you see stars.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Alessias sex drive isn't the biggest so if she's away at a camp she usually can go without masturbating. Sometimes tho when you sent her so not innocent photos, she can't help but to touch herself.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Although Alessia is quite vanilla, she enjoys some temperature play. She loves to burn some massage candles and give you a massage with the wax before massaging some other places on your body. She also will happily hold an ice cube in her mouth just to tease you with the coldness of it.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Home in your own bed. She likes how comfortable it is and everything just being on her control. No one can see the two of you nor hear you.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
You in the gym. You wearing her clothes. You eating. You sleeping. You sitting. You standing. You laughing. Pretty much anything you do, she just usually doesn't say anything cause she is a bit embarassed.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Hmm, she isn't very keen on anything that hurts you. She doesn't really wanna spank you or anything too rough. (You had to plead her to spank your ass even once). She just never want's to make you uncomfortable and you respect that.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
She is much rather the one giving. She LOVES to eat you out. She is very passionate about that and will stay between your legs for ages just to feel your thighs tense around her head again and again.
P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Alessia is more slow and sensual. She can be both, don't get me wrong but she prefers to have it more sensual and romantic.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Alessia isn't the biggest fan of quickies. She likes to have the foreplay, the act itself, some laying down, go again and aftercare. During a quickie she can't have all that. ( But once again Alessia will never say no to eating your pussy quickly before you have to leave to somewhere)
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Alessia isn't a big risk taker. She likes to have you in the secrecy of your shared home and overall it's pretty vanilla with her. You have experimented in the bedroom but you rather stick to your usual casual sex.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
As an athlete her stamina is good. She can have many orgasms in one night and will gladly provide the same to you. As long as she is in the mood, she will go for all night.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
She doesn't own too many toys. Yeah in her closet you can find a vibrator and a strap but she rather uses her own fingers and mouth on you. She just want's to feel you and make you cum on just her own without any equipment. (Although she will fuck you with the strap until you pass out)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
If we are being honest, Lessi would love to tease you but she doesn't have the patience. She will get too worked up and needy so she just needs to have you. She has often tried to tease you and make you wait but she just ends up being the needy one who can't wait.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Alessia is a loud one. She loves to moan, whimper, groan and everything in between. She isn't ashamed as long as no one is near.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
She loves to see you work out. She often drags you to the gym with her just to get all worked up and leave early to get back home so she cam fuck you.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Alexia is either wearing boxers or lingerie. Nothing in between. It's either boxers and a sports bra or fancy lingerie.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Not too high to be honest. I mean she usually doesn't initiate it but will gladly join you if you are in the mood. She just doesn't need it as much.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
She is so fast asleep. She will fall asleep before you most likely, but of course after she has made sure you are okay and given you aftercare. She is just a tired little baby.
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One Piece x Introverted!Reader (pt. 1?)
Thank you anon for this request! This is my first time writing headcanons, so I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Headcanons and drabbles for Zoro, Sanji, and Robin with an introverted partner.
Word Count: 1327
Rating/Warnings: SFW, Just Fluff, maybe a smidgen of Angst, Alcohol
A/N: I've had to start splitting my posts from the ask, tumblr was flipping out every time I was editing. I hope you don't mind I've started linking them instead!
Zoro
Zoro enjoys this part of you, and you find an easy rhythm with each other.
You can spend hours near each other without speaking, and it feels comfy and safe. Reading a book, or working on your own tasks while he works out is an almost daily ritual (taking plenty of breaks to watch him, of course).
During the many feasts and celebrations that seem to occur, Zoro tends to loosen up more with booze, and he’ll wrap his arm around you during conversations. He’s gotten to know your body language well, and even drunk, he’d notice if you were uncomfortable or worn out. He wouldn’t even make an excuse or say goodbye to the group, he’d just drag you (or pick you up) and find a quiet spot to relax together. Preferably with a bottle of sake.
If Zoro notices you having trouble speaking to people in public, he might try to find ways to help you feel stronger without bringing it up directly, like teaching you breathing exercises, or power stances, etc.
“Why are you teaching me this?” “So you can feel, uh… Well, you’re a pirate. Pirates need to breathe… good.”
Drabble
“You okay?”
You pulled your hands away from your temples, the dull headache still creeping on you. Zoro sat beside you, spreading his legs out on the dirt, his back against the large tree.
The rest of the crew was laughing around the fire, another triumph to celebrate with the locals.
“It’s just been a long day. I’ll be good in a minute.”
He hummed, setting his hand out between you in case you wanted to hold it. You did.
“You don’t have to. They’re too loud anyway.”
Your lips pulled into a small, but grateful smile as you leaned onto his warm shoulder. His fingers squeezed yours gently, before his other hand brought a bottle to his lips.
He gestured it toward you, and you hummed your ‘no’ before letting your eyes close.
Zoro’s quiet warmth beside you filled you up. You never felt like a burden with him. He would just join you, as if it was normal.
“Thank you.”
He huffed a laugh, voice low.
“Like I said, those idiots are too loud. I’d rather be here with you.”
Sanji
Sanji prides himself on meeting your every need, but it would take some practice for him to figure it out, unless you’re clear with him.
He wants to spoil you, to show you off, to bring you out on dates at every island.
If you’re not open with him about your needs to recharge, and he sees you getting drained with him, he might get worried. He'd wonder what he’s doing wrong, and would overcompensate.
Eventually he’d connect the dots, but if you just tell him then he’ll cater to you. He wants you to feel cherished, and he won’t mind making changes for you, as long as he knows what you need.
But he will have a hard time not showering you with compliments all day, often in front of strangers and even enemies.
“My sunshine, my darling. You look so gorgeous under the stars like this. Don’t mind them, I’ll kick their asses so I can get back to worshiping you.”
Sanji would take note of all the things that comfort you. Whatever items like books, sweaters, fidgets, etc, and he would make sure to have them in reach for you if he saw your tells.
He’d also love whisking you away from any situation. If he noticed your demeanor shift, or if you leaned against him and whispered that you needed to leave, he would make up any excuse to get you out of there.
“My sweetheart needs some tea, we’ll catch up with you later. No Usopp, you don’t get any tea, go away.”
Drabble
“My love, is this dinner not to your liking? We can go back to the ship, I’ll make you whatever you like.”
“No Sanji, it’s delicious,” you said with a weak smile, guilt riding you for your drop in mood in the middle of the date he’d set up in the local town.
The look of concern on his face made you sigh.
Why do I always have to bring people down?
“Please, mon coeur, tell me if there’s something bothering you. Is it something I’ve done?”
“No, Sanji, I’m so sorry. I just have a hard time around a lot of people for too long. I love our date, I just get drained sometimes. I’m sor–”
“Don’t be sorry, dear. How about we take this to go? We can eat at the park on the way, or back at the ship? Whatever you need.”
The hurt and concern was gone from his face, replaced by a soft smile that made you lift your eyes to the ceiling to stop the hint of tears from welling up.
“I’m sorry I ruined–”
“Mon amour, I won’t listen to another word of that.”
His tone was firm as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles, almost a fierceness in his eyes now.
“And I will boil anyone that’s made you feel this way before. I’m happy with you anywhere. As long as you’re happy.”
You bit your quivering lip, trying not to think of partners in the past that had gotten angry at you when you’d need a break, when you didn’t want to go out.
Sanji was different. Now that he knew, he checks in, he makes changes, and that pressure you used to feel is fading.
“Anything you need, my love.”
Robin
You’d never have to worry, Robin is always your safe haven.
Even around the rest of the crew, Robin seems to have a quiet little corner, and you can sit with her, recharging as she reads, sending you a gentle smile now and then.
At parties, Robin will catch your gaze, often pulling you away from the group to go explore the area on your own. Always hunting for books, pets, and cozy spots.
If Robin notices you’re uncomfortable with people near you, she’d literally spawn arms on you to push them back a bit. Usually would only do this within the crew, and everyone would laugh while she pulled you away from the more rambunctious crew members. (i.e. Luffy hanging on you, and yelling directly in your ear, lol)
Robin is an introvert, and she’s found a great balance for herself. She helps you figure out what you need, and what your limits are, and it feels wonderful to have someone understand and support you so well
She’s the best girl 🥰
Drabble
“Mmhm,” you nodded, sipping your drink as Nami and Usopp chatted with the group’s new friends.
You hadn’t been able to chat for awhile now, brain slowly slinking back in your skull with guilt as you tried to keep a friendly look on your face.
You coughed to cover a gasp, the group turning to focus on you.
“Uh, excuse me. I’m going to grab another drink.”
The arm that had spawned on your back to tap gently on your shoulder tapped again until you turned to that side. There was Robin, smiling at you as she sat at the bottom of a staircase.
Letting out a strained breath, you made your way to her, already feeling lighter.
“Care to take a break with me, darling?”
“Yes, please,” you breathed, kissing her cheek as you sat beside her.
Robin leaned against you, people watching as you closed your eyes for a while. Now and then she would let out a soft hum or a low chuckle, and you grinned. Robin saw so much, and you loved to hear what she learned from people just by watching them.
There was no pressure to return to the group. You could stay and watch with Robin, you could head back to the ship. You could do whatever felt best, and Robin would still be Robin. She’d still smile at you, just like this.
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Would you write some re8!chris redfield sugar daddy headcanons?? With fem reader please☺️
Of course! Sorry that this took so long, I've been sick D:
I wasn't sure if you wanted them to end up together, but I've added some of that too but I'll split it up with a header.
NSFW below the cut as usual :)
Chris makes a lot of money and has pretty much no use for it, so he figured that he would help someone else which is how he ended up on a sugar daddy website.
He wasn’t too sure about it at first. Everyone seemed quite boring, but then he met you.
You were sweet, kind, and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know him and you guys ended up meeting up.
It was a bit awkward at first, Chris being rather quiet, but you happily carried the conversation and helped him feel more comfortable with talking to you. Eventually, you were both chatting as though you had known each other for years.
You told him what you did with your life, and he shared what he could about his job.
Then it came to discussing your arrangement.
He liked you and wanted to help you with money, especially considering that you had expressed how you were struggling for cash at the moment.
Chris didn’t want to pressure you into sex or anything you weren’t comfortable with. In all honesty, he just wanted company whilst he was home. He didn’t have many friends and the few that he did have weren’t around often.
He felt slightly pathetic paying for company, but you reassured him that it’s okay and that he doesn’t have to. That was the main reason he chose to go with it; you were a genuinely sweet girl.
You two arranged to meet once a week, but often you met more than that since you both enjoyed each other’s company.
You’d go shopping together and anything that you looked at for more than a second, Chris would buy you, even when you insisted that he didn’t have to.
He gave you $200 each time you guys met up which ended up being a lot when you started meeting multiple times a week.
You did feel slightly guilty for it, but he was quick to tell you it was okay and that he enjoyed helping you. Your consideration for him was one of the reasons that he really liked you.
Chris would be lying if he said that he wasn’t attracted to you. He had gotten off to the thought of you multiple times but would never tell you that. He didn’t want you to feel pressured into anything.
Chris starts paying you more after a few months. He wanted to make sure that you were going to stay before he increased your allowance.
It got to a point where he didn’t want you to leave and started asking to meet up more often. You, of course, agreed. You really enjoyed his company also. The money was nice too.
Your ‘dates’ gradually became more frequent and eventually you would spend time around his place. That was how your first sexual encounter happened.
You two were having takeout and watching a movie when you accidentally brushed his thighs. He tensed and prayed that he wouldn’t get hard. Not everything happens the way you wish in life, and he did.
You didn’t seem to notice at first, but you did after a few moments.
You didn’t hesitate to ask if he wanted help with that and Chris froze.
It was obvious, at least to you, that you were attracted to him and wanted him.
“You don’t have to. It’s fine, honestly, it’ll go away.” He said, feeling bad for making you feel that way.
“I want to, Chris.”
He hesitated for a moment, shifting to adjust himself so his pants weren’t as tight.
“Are you sure?”
You moved to his lap, kissing his neck and he groaned at the sensation.
“Absolutely.”
You didn’t sleep together that night. You two made out and you ended up giving him a blowjob. Chris swore he could have cum just from watching you with your swollen lips around his cock and his hand in your hair.
It wasn’t awkward like he expected it to be. The way you smiled up at him made him feel comfortable with you.
He paid you extra that night and you kissed his cheek after he drove you home.
You two ended up meeting even more after that night, most of them ending in the same way.
You mainly focused on his pleasure, but he wouldn’t let you without returning the favour. In fact, it was usually you who came first from his fingers whilst you sat on his lap, lips attached to his neck.
He gets off on getting you off. Loves hearing you moan and seeing your blissful face as you cum.
The first time you two had sex, he had to hold himself back. You were just so perfect for him, and he could have cum within seconds just from how good you felt around him.
Eventually, though, Chris ended up developing actual feelings for you, more so than just a friendly companion. He cursed himself so much over this and planned on never telling you out of fear of making it awkward; he really didn’t want you to leave him.
It was the same for you, of course. It wasn’t just about companionship and money anymore; you genuinely liked him.
With your meetings becoming more frequent, it was hard to hide your feelings, but thankfully for you, Chris is pretty much oblivious to such a thing, so the blushing cheeks weren’t too worrying.
Chris, however, didn’t have to work too hard to hide his feelings. His job had him hiding a lot of his emotions, so it was quite natural to him. Although, it was somewhat obvious with how often he was asking you to meet up and how he was paying you more, but you didn’t want to read into it too much, worried that it was just your feelings making you think this.
Despite how well he could hide his feelings, he wasn’t exactly good with jealousy, so when he found out you were hanging out with a guy who clearly liked you, he wasn’t happy.
Chris knew that he had no right to feel this way, you weren’t his, but he couldn’t help it. He really really liked you, and the thought of you being with someone else hurt him in a way he never knew could. So, he did something he shouldn’t have, he called you to come over.
His voice sounded stern on the phone which had you worried that you had done something wrong. All the way to his apartment, you were anxious.
The moment the door closed behind you, Chris’s lips were on yours, one hand on the back of your neck whilst the other rested on your waist.
You were shocked, but quick to reciprocate the kiss.
“Chris, what’s wrong?” You asked after you two had slept together. “You seem sad.”
Chris hesitated for a moment, avoiding your gaze for a second as he figured out what to say to you.
“I don’t like seeing you with other men.” He said, and immediately your cheeks felt warm.
“Why?”
“Because I like you, as more than a sugar baby and definitely more than a friend.”
You didn’t know how to respond, so you simply kissed him again, hoping it expressed your feelings to him.
It was a sweet kiss, unlike the others before.
“I like you too, Chris.”
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hi there!! could i request hannibal with a patient! reader who suffers from dermatillomania?
★ ; dermatillomania. -------------------
Hannibal Lecter x Patient! Reader.
im devoted so I spent like a solid 10 minutes researching about dermatillomania 😭 hope u enjoy !!
Tags ; reader has dermatillomania (obviously), no specified gender of reader, headcanons :33 hanni has a crush on reader..
When you first came to his office he was surprised by the scabs on your lips and face. You felt embarrassed and nervous but he assured you that you had no reason to.
You'd had been to a few psychiatrists but none of them had helped you with your disorder. So Hannibal was your last hope.
After a few sessions you had noticed a change in your habits, you started picking on your skin less and the previous wounds had started to heal.
In those months you had really gotten to know Hannibal, and you were happy he even talked about himself even if it was just a teensy bit of information.
You overshared practically every inch of your life, and he didn't judge you one bit and you actually felt a lot better getting all that stuff off your chest.
And no matter what he never judged you for anything, you felt like you could really be yourself around him.
Needless to say you were insecure of the marks they left behind, but Hannibal assured you the marks did not mess with how beautiful you appear to him the world.
When you denied him and told him you still feel ugly, he invited you to his dinner party and even bought you an outfit of your favorite color just to prove to you how beautiful you can be.
Now he mentioned a couple times how he refrains from getting to know his patients outside the office, so you felt a little giddy knowing that he still invited you to his dinner party.
At the dinner party, you were getting many compliments from the people around you, which definitely boosted your confidence.
That was until an snobby woman pointed out your scars, calling you “A disgrace to mankind's image.” You felt the stares around you and the whispers people made.
You began tearing up as the woman kept making jabs about your appearance.
“I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, Miss Constantine.” You heard Hannibal's voice from behind you as his hand wrapped around your waist. “Excuse me? You're defending that pig? And I thought you were better than that, Hannibal.” She spoke and crossed her arms.
“Miss Constantine I request you to leave my establishment before I make you.” He spoke, and even though you didn't look back at him the discomfort on the woman's face let you know he definitely intimidating her.
After the woman left, Hannibal made sure you were alright and even took you aside to a secluded place to comfort you .
“Do you think I'm ugly?” You asked him in a whisper. “You're the most beautiful person I've seen in a long time.” He gently spoke and cupped your face, smiling softly. “Don't ever doubt yourself, Y/N.” He assured you before planting a kiss on your forehead, and hugging you whilst putting your head against his chest.
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Hai I saw your requests are open I think can you do a hazbin hotel and helluva boss with a female reader that acts like Rouge the bat from sonic, can I request for Fizzarolli,Blitzø,Verosika,beezlebubLucifer,vaggie and Charlie together also if you can't do that all it's okay,hope you have a good day/night/afternoon <3
Thank you for asking me to write this, this is the first request I've ever done. I didn't know if you wanted romantic or platonic headcanons, so I did the first four romantic and the other three platonic.
I did a little character study because I haven't watched Sonic or played the games since I was a kid, I hope I did your vision justice. 💕
(Likes and reblogs appreciated! 💖)
Word Count: 2.9K
Warnings: language, sexual reference (Blitzø's, of course), and reference to drinking
Gifs from the Tumblr gallery
Hazbin Headcanons:
Lucifer
-When Lucifer first met you, he immediately knew you were special because bat demons were rare. He hasn't really met that many sinners. But you? You were something
-He had been visiting the hotel for the second or third time when he met you. You had somehow managed to hover above his head long enough to take the apple off of his hat and take a bite, and back flip into a perfect landing right in front of him.
-I don't think Lucifer had ever been that stunned. He had even stuttered introducing himself to you after that. But you weren't very fazed by him. You said your name, and told him the apple was very tart as you walked away.
-Safe to say that after that you had left a mark on his brain. (Maybe even his heart but he hadn't figured that out yet.) As he started coming around more often, he would find more and more reasons to speak with you or be near you. But you were so cold! You would just brush him off, or flirt with him until he was redder than the apple on his hat. But you never really spoke frankly with him.
-You had no idea, but the thought had entered his brain to make a duck modeled after you. When he presented it to you, you could tell he had spent hours working on it. But you just picked up it, looked at it and said thanks as you took it and walked away. Maybe it was because he had never been treated this way before but he couldn't stop thinking about how cold you were.
-Sure, you were a thief (a great one at that), but you wouldn't have anticipated you'd stolen his heart! It had gotten so much that one day he pulled you to the side and asked you if you hated him or if you were just playing hard to get.
-However, you didn't answer. You just looked him in the eyes, kissed him, and flew away. The king of hell never thought he'd fall for a thieving spy, but here we are.
-The two of you are basically inseparable by the time he's through. You might as well be his second marriage.
Charlie
-Charlie was the sweetest target you had ever met. So sweet, in fact, that you had canceled the hit on her hotel's vault personally. How could you steal from someone with such a pure heart? Besides, those were her family's jewels, mainly left to her from her mother.
-Because of your “change of heart” she offered you a job at the hotel! Initially, you were going to refuse, but the subliminal puppy dog eyes she held captivated you. You just couldn't say no to that face!
-Your sticky fingers were almost completely forgotten once you had come to work for the hotel. You never got to do much at reception, however. So sometimes…you'd have a little fun. Usually at Vaggie or Angel's expense.
-If you flew up to the ceiling and found the perfect perch, you could use your echolocation to mess with the hearing for long enough that you could snatch any jewelry they had on. It wasn't always much, however, because eventually they caught on to your little trick and stopped wearing jewelry when you were around.
-Charlie wasn't fond of this either. She would often ask you (albeit politely) to stop pranking your friends! Because if you prank your friends they won't trust you! You didn't really care though, you only stopped because she would pull it the puppy dog eyes. The only reason you actually agreed to stop was she said you could see her most prized piece of jewelry.
-It was beautiful. The most thoughtfully crafted piece you had ever seen; in hell and on earth. It was a necklace left to her by her mother made of diluted angelic steel and 24 karat gold with the most carefully carved ruby heart you had ever seen. She had explained that it had been a birthday gift that essentially doubled as a promise ring.
-She carefully unclasped the chain as she stood behind you in a silent question. You nodded, and she secured the necklace around your neck as she pulled you into a tight hug. It was obvious that you hadn't realized what the necklace had meant and that she'd had to explain it.
-Charlie took your hands into her own as she explained that if you were to have her, this necklace would mean the two of you were promised to wed, and that the necklace functioned as a ring of sorts. Her mother had gifted it to her as a promise to the person she fell in love with, and that she would feel it when they were the one.
-Obviously with your affinity for gems you accepted. She knew you so well.
Vaggie
-To be honest, Vaggie originally didn't like you very much. Mainly due to your sticky fingers. And also because you encouraged Angel Dust's bad habits by swiping jewels from people and pawning them off, and then giving him the money. Which he would obviously use to get drugs.
-It was pretty obvious that you hated rules. To her at least. You basically followed your own moral code and the only thing you ever seemed to care about was gems. Or just doing something to antagonize someone else.
-The one thing she couldn't fault you for, however, was that you hated people who messed with your crew. You might've had a colder exterior like she did, but you definitely didn't just let things slide. You were the silent and sexy but deadly type.
-She kind of warmed up to you, but it took a lot longer than you had expected. You were a huge flirt, and Vaggie was never the type that was good at receiving attention. But once you had seen how cute she was when flustered, you'd tease her every chance you could get. It took a while for her to get used to being complimented, or even just appreciated in general.
-It took some convincing to get you to use your sticky fingers for good. But she admired the fact that you decided to change. For her. Your main deal with her was that you'd only steal from irredeemable monsters (like Valentino) or take from the rich to give to those in need. You really weren't one for charity work, but because of how much you loved and appreciated Vaggie, you convinced yourself it was fine.
-Although you had some hidden talents. Like how flexible you were, and the fact that you could fly. She knew you most likely could because you were a bat, but no one had ever seen you use your wings. And she eventually figured out by the way you carried yourself that you used to be a spy. I mean, your strategies were off the charts, and you were able to get Intel way too easily.
-But these were never bad things. She appreciated that out of all the things you could've spent your after-life doing, you chose to stay with her and the crew at some rinky dink hotel to try and help sinners.
-She could tell you had a good heart inside of you. Somewhere. And she liked that about you.
Helluva Headcanons:
Blitzø
-To him, it was weird to have a bat demon in Imp City, but at the time he wasn't even thinking about that. He was thinking about the piece of jewelry he was missing from around his neck. Somehow, you had managed to walk up to him, snatch his mother's necklace, and walk away without him seeing you. He knew you'd be an asset immediately.
-Originally, the only reason Blitzø had kept you around after the two of you had met was because you had been the best pickpocket he had ever seen. He figured he'd have some use for you at some point, so he had basically set you to the side.
-But after he had hired you and he had to step out for some personal reason, you got assigned to lead. He had seen you at your best, and leadership really was your thing. So you were basically running every mission he wasn't on. And as much as you hated it, you knew he sent you because you were the best strategist out of the entire team.
-However, there was one mission that made him fall for you. It was a heist of some rich piece of shit topside. Which usually wasn't the kind of thing that I.M.P did, but that sinner was paying big bucks, so who was he to say no? However, initially he wished he had; everything was going wrong. He had stepped back into the leadership role for this one, but if he was being honest he was trying to put on a tough guy front to get your attention. Due to his poor planning, the four of you had gotten to the vault, and his dumbass tripped, and set off the alarm.
-You knew how to handle this though; in fact, you'd done it hundreds of times, topside and in hell. Thanks to your hyper-trained agility, you gracefully back flipped and cartwheeled your way through the beams and quickly landed yourself perfectly placed in front of the vault's door. Disabling the alarms just as quick as you had gotten there, the team stared at you dumb founded as you got the door open AND nabbed all the jewels by yourself before they could even walk over.
-Safe to say that at that point, Blitzø knew you were MUCH more than a regular pickpocket. Watching someone have that much grace with acrobatic moves? Yeah he was basically cumming in his pants from how hot you were.
-After that heist he was trying to spend more and more time with you, and less time stalking M&M. He even asked you out to Ozzie's. Twice. But thankfully the second time was because he wanted to go with you instead of being there to stalk your other favorite coworkers.
-Blitzø is pretty much infatuated with you. He might even work up the courage to propose to you. One day.
Beelzebub
-Beel noticed a lot of people at her parties. The only ones that ever got in trouble for anything, however, were the ones that tried to steal. She didn't like thieves. Although if she thought about it she did have an appreciation for gems herself.
-You were about to be kicked from one of her hellhound ragers, but she decided to give you a second chance. You seemed like a decent sinner, besides your sticky fingers. She actually kind of liked your vibe, you had this silent but deadly and sexy vibe going for you.
-You weren't super chatty, but you definitely could out drink most of the hounds at the party. Talking to you even more, you told her about your life on earth, and how you occasionally worked as a government spy. She was pretty impressed, in fact, she had the great idea of hiring you as security for her parties.
-You ended up being a great addition to her crew. Because you worked for her and she liked you, you got to live in the same estate you worked as security for, which kind of made sense if you think about it. The two of you hung out pretty often, and she'd get you presents for your birthday and just all around everyday gifts.
-One of the best gifts she'd ever given you was a hand carved Emerald with your names engraved in the gold. It was 24 karat gold with a rose gold finish, it looked straight out of a jewelry store in heaven. When you told her how much you had loved it, she just laughed and told you it was nothing, and that she didn't mind treating you.
-When the two of you had first met you weren't much of a party animal, but Bee's energy is so contagious in the best way possible. You're still a stone cold spy, but every now and then she'll notice you flirting with someone, and she smiles to herself, happy that her friend is getting to know people, even if you're keeping the cold demeanor up at all times.
-Even Tex likes you as much as she does, which is good, because if he didn't, she'd probably fuck him up. You've become the wine mom when she's sober, and when you're sober she's like your wild daughter. There'll be the occasion where your cold demeanor drops and you show that truly deep down you do care, and she admires you for being that vulnerable with her.
-All in all, y'all love each other so much it hurts, and it'll last forever.
Verosika
-The only reason you had even met Verosika is because of her tour dates being double booked. Had she not been in a rinky dink motel in Imp City, she wouldn't have gotten her stuff stolen.
-Most of it was the usual stuff people stole from A-list celebs; their underwear, their toothbrushes, hell even her flask was gone. But she honestly couldn't even bring herself to give a shit. Because the only important thing was missing. Her Asmodian Crystal was gone. Without it, she wouldn't be able to do any concerts topside for the next few months until she bought a new one.
-It took her a while to figure out where it had went or even how it was missing. She always kept it in her pocket! So who the fuck could've…
-Only one person. There was a bat demon that bumped into her on the way back from the coffee shop. When they had walked away she checked her pockets but didn't find anything wrong. Checking her pocket she found the crystal had been replaced with a fake. Oh she was going to get you.
-It took a lot of swallowing her pride but she was able to suck it up, and go to Blitzø to get him to hunt them down. But, her end of the deal was that she'd pay more to bring them alive.
-You didn't want to admit that it was a shoddy pickpocket job but when you wound up getting tossed through a portal at the feet of demon popstar Verosika, you figured it was over. But, turns out all she wanted was the crystal back. And you could keep your life if you worked for her.
-You basically became her personal pickpocket and her informant. Anything she needed stolen or any info she needed was easy pickings with you around. The two of you actually became friends because of how similar you were. The two of you even robbed jewelry stores for fun sometimes. She knew how much you liked jewels, and you knew how much she enjoyed causing trouble.
-Safe to say the two of you are trouble. You two of you often tag team other demons; the two of you are thieving flirts, not much more to it besides two besties at their best.
Fizzarolli
-Fizz was and always will be a circus guy at heart. So seeing someone with all the qualities needed in a good acrobat sends him reeling. But he quickly realized why you were center stage, stealing the audience's breath away; he was the star. So you had to resort to being the cold-hearted thieving acrobat.
-There were many jokes to be made about the fact that you were a bat acrobat, but now wasn't the time. You would've been a crowd favorite, you were hot, you were amazing at what you do, and you have an affinity for swiping jewels when the audience wasn't looking. That might've been Buckzo's favorite part about your act.
-The only reason he kept you around was that the amount of gems you stole from the audience while he and Blitzø performed made just enough for him to care about whether you were performing or not every night.
-If he was being honest, he kind of liked you. You were cool; you had a good stage presence, you looked cool, and he thought you always managed to steal the prettiest jewels.
-When he left the circus he never thought he'd see you again. But here you are, stealing from Prince Stolas’ personal treasury. Had he not caught you scaling the wall with a giant bag full of gems he never would've known you had even done anything…
-Obviously he didn't rat you out, but he did ask you to catch up with him at a later date. He figured he might as well make the best out of seeing you again for the first time in 10 years. Whatever you had going on had to be better than working for Mammon.
-Turns out, you had some kind of serial jewel robber thing going on. You'd get tipped off by your informant, steal whatever the score was, and sell it off to the highest bidder. His first question was why you decided on thievery, but you just shrugged and told him it was all you really knew. It was how you died, and so it'll be how you live your afterlife.
-You and Fizzy have a pretty good relationship. Childhood besties reuniting is always the best.
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This is very very niche one, but how would Beau, Dean and Ben react to seeing reader has breast reduction scars, and that’s how they find out about it since she never mentioned having one? I won’t be offended if you ignore because again, it’s very specific 🤣🫶
Hello my lovely friend! @chernayawidow
Ooh this is very niche, but I'm okay with that! I love a narrower prompt. It makes it easier to imagine, to be honest. And I can safely say this is the first time I've gotten a request like this. 😘
*cracks knuckles* Here we go!
Pairings: Dean Winchester x F. Reader, Beau Arlen x F. Reader, Soldier Boy/Ben x F. Reader
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only on this one for some smuttish behavior. Description of surgical scars, body insecurity and body appreciation.
Headcanon: How Dean, Beau, and Ben would react to seeing your breast reduction scars.
Dean Winchester
Let's start with Dean...
The first time he spots it is after a hunt, in the room of this week's grungy "motel crap."
He notices the edge of some kind of scar under your breast when he accidentally walks in on you changing.
He only sees it peeking out from the edge of the bra you're trying to hook on. It's black and lacey, and it immediately attracts his attention (in more ways than one).
"Dean!" you gasp. Your face sports a wild blush. "Learn how to knock, damn it!"
Shit! He remembers himself with a shake of his head and a placating hand in the air as he spins away. "Sorry!"
Of course, he's not going to say anything then. He wonders if it was a hunting injury, from before he met you.
He buries that curiosity...until you two finally start dating.
The subject doesn't come up, however, until you have sex for the first time. Dean has you underneath him in his bed. Kisses are feverish, hands exploring each other's bodies like a pair of teenagers making out. He can't lie to himself, he kind of feels giddy like a teenager.
But he notices that you're self-conscious about him getting your shirt off. You almost stop him with your hands on his wrists.
Dean hesitates. His hand are already under the hem of your shirt, but they become more soothing along the curve of your waist.
"Everything okay?" he asks.
Biting your lip, you nod and encourage him to continue. He goes slow, but he eventually takes your bra off, and he sees them.
Faded, pink scars (small circles around the nipple, with an anchor line stemming down the middle of the breast, and a small curve line underneath).
A younger, less mature Dean might not know what to say at first.
He might ask, with a note of caring, "What're these?"
He also might feel the need to lighten the question with a joke (not at your expense), of which you might not appreciate in the moment. And he'd very earnestly apologize.
And he might ask if he can touch the scars, softly tracing the outlines.
You would explain to him that it wasn't a hunting injury, or anything like that.
The answer is simple: You had breast reduction surgery. If you feel comfortable enough with him, you'll share the reasons why. (To reduce your lower back pain, and make it easier on your body to live your life and do your job. And the truth is, you feel better.)
A Dean in his 40s would probably have seen this before, and know what they are. But he'll still be curious on why you did it, because he's curious by nature.
He'll want to make sure you feel comfortable with him, asking you if the scars are still tender, and where you'd prefer to be touched.
But the scars don't faze him.
"I like 'em," he later says, with cheeky green eyes, and his tongue moving lazily between your breasts.
You giggle at that, carding your fingers through his hair. "Yeah?"
"Yeah," he smirks. "I got me a little tiger. She's got some pretty stripes."
You laugh fully at that, and your body trembles with it underneath him. It makes him smile against your skin.
You're a beautiful woman, and he feels lucky to have this chance to be with you. Not just in your bed, but trying to be together.
Because it's a chance he didn't think he'd ever get to have again.
Beau Arlen
Ah, my Cowboy Sheriff...
He first notices it on the summer you two start dating, when you two go swimming at the lake. It's Montana, so the water is still pretty cold, but you both are too high on the giddy feeling of a budding romance to care.
He sees the edge of a crescent shaped scar under your breast, under the sexy bikini you're rocking. It piques his curiosity, which is already near insatiable at the best of times.
So much so that when he next has you in his arms in the water, and his arms are wrapped around your waist, with your arms wrapped around his neck, he gains enough courage to ask you, thumbing gently at the edge of raised flesh on your skin.
"What's this, darlin'?"
You're matter-of-fact about your answer, telling him it's your breast reduction scar. It's also a subtle way you test men.
You can tell a lot about someone's character by the way they react to things like this. Especially when it's something you might've been insecure about at first. But these scars are just a part of your body now. Though they'll fade even more in time, there's a chance they might always be there. So you've accepted this, and don't find cause to hide.
Beau takes your response in with a nod.
"You're...okay with it?" you ask.
Beau smiles and presses a tender kiss to your cheek. "What's to be okay with?"
"Yeah?" you lightly press. You smile at his beard scratching your cheek. You turn your head, and he gives you a proper kiss.
"Of course, sweetheart," Beau says. And he means it.
He's a father. He watched many a change happen to his ex-wife's body over the course of pregnancy, birth, and over a decade later of natural developments with age. He's aged and changed too.
So superficial things like stretch marks and fading scars aren't going to deter him in the slightest from being with you.
His thumb edges around the hem of your bikini, sliding under the tie in the back. His smile grows a bit cheeky, while yours becomes knowingly suspicious.
"Maybe you'll let me get acquainted," he hedges. His voice deepens with southern drawl and flirtation.
Your heart beats faster, and your smile deepens.
"Okay, Sheriff...but only if I get the same privilege." And your knees begin to slide his swim trunks down his hips under the water, at the same time he unties your bikini.
Soldier Boy (Ben)
Aw geez, this cheeky motherfucker...
Ben would easily be the most unfazed.
This man's gotten "around," so to speak. He's pretty much seen it all in his 102 years of pussy plowing. (Minus 40.)
You're different, however. You're more than that.
You were the first one to treat him like an actual person when he made it out of Russia, back to the States, back to New York, after dealing with Homelander and ending that piece of shit at Vought Tower.
While the whole world either looked at him like an oddity or a terrorist, you saw a man, displaced from everything he had known.
A man entirely alone.
Until you.
Still, it took all the patience he had within him to even get you to agree to date him. And you were cautious about physical intimacy. At first he thought you were shy (or worse, a fucking tease).
Or maybe...maybe you were afraid of him.
"It's not that," you tell him firmly. You feel comfortable and safe in his arms. You look up into his eyes, and he can't help but kiss you. You cling to him tightly, like you're starved for touch. His touch.
He sits down on the edge of his living room couch and brings you down with him, to straddle his thighs. You take his face into your gentle hands and briefly look down at him with a smile.
He sees things in your eyes that he's never seen from a woman before. Softness. Genuine caring. Maybe even something deeper.
But you tense up a little, the second his hands venture under the hem of your blouse.
"What's the matter?" he asks. His brows furrow. He can't fucking figure you out. You seem to be into him (and more), but you don't want him to touch you.
You hesitate. "It's just...um..."
With much effort, Ben controls every impatient, borderline callous remark he wants to make and squeezes your hips.
"Just tell me, baby doll. You're not gonna shock me."
You smile at the sight of his grin. You let out a breath and take off your blouse yourself. Ben eyes you hungrily as you bare yourself to him.
You unclip your bra and his eyes are drawn to your breasts...and then the scars. Just like you feared they would be.
But he doesn't look disgusted or put off. He just raises his brows at you.
"Is that what the fuck you're worried about?" he asks.
Your throat constricts for a moment as you rest your hands on his chest. You can feel the warmth of his skin through the fitted shirt.
Ben dips his chin and catches your downturned gaze. Then his head bows a little further, and he traces the scars lightly with his tongue.
Your breath hitches. Your eyes widen as you watch him, but pleasure tingles delicately down your spine and across your skin as his tongue swirls around a nipple. He lifts you up higher against him so he has easier access. All you can do is cling to his arms, sink your fingers into his hair, and moan wantonly as he ravishes your body.
By the end of the night, he knocks every single insecurity out of your head. (And you both sleep soundly, fully sated in his bed.)
AN: Whew! 😮💨 Feel like my fingers ran a marathon. I got into this one deeper than I thought I would! I hope it hit all the right notes. 💕💕
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Dick Winters x Translator!Reader
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Request: @flowers-and-fichte Hey! Thanks for the Chuckler headcanons! They're so cute! I've got another request :) it's BoB-related this time. Winters with a reader who is fluent in German and teaches him to speak it. And then one day he surprises her by speaking it (wedding proposal, just starts talking in it out of nowhere, whatever) to her and it's so freaking cute. Thanks! Take your time :)
A/N: i loved this concept!! thanks for the request! hbo owns the rights, and this is about the fictional portrayal of easy company on the show. nothing but love and respect for veterans on this blog!
Word Count: 4k
Warnings: none!
When (y/n) first signed up to be an intelligence translator for the Airborne, she had no idea what was in store for her. Jumping out of planes was expected, but what she couldn’t have expected was a red-headed man named Dick Winters. Nix introduced them in Aldbourne when she joined the company, and something about the Pennsylvanian struck her differently than the other men she’d met. Most eyed her warily, but the man she met that day flashed her a kind smile and a firm handshake, sending an unexpected warmth through her.
“So you’re our new interpreter,” he stated, his polite eyes never leaving hers as he shook her hand.
(Y/n) nodded, her lips quirking into a grin. “Yes, sir. (Y/n) (y/l/n).
“Dick Winters,” he replied, releasing her hand after a few moments. “Welcome to Easy. Please let me know if you need anything.”
Before she could respond, Nix called out to her. “We’ve gotta get to battalion, come on.”
With a final nod to Winters, she saluted and turned on her heel, walking over to Lew who was sitting in the driver's seat of a jeep. “So, you met Dick,” he announced, shifting the jeep into drive. “Whatcha think?”
(Y/n) scoffed lightly as she gazed at the rows and rows of tents that lined the airfield. “I only spoke like two sentences to him, Lew.”
Luckily, Lew and (y/n) grew up in neighboring towns in New Jersey and knew each other through mutual friends. Everyone knew the Nixons for their nitration plant that was in Edison, but (y/n) knew the Nixon boy as the teenager who took her best friend to the prom and got so drunk that he threw up on her beautiful blue dress. Betty still hadn’t gotten over it by the time (y/n) left for basic.
“No sparks flying yet?” he grinned, elbowing her shoulder playfully as he drove. “Give it time. I know it will.”
“What is wrong with you, Lewis?” she asked, her voice tinged with frustration. “I just met the guy! And we’re going off to war for Pete's sake, not some low-crawling pub where men are lined up to dance with me.”
Her job was to decode and translate intercepted German communications, as well as translate in the field and interrogate prisoners if need be. There were times when being the daughter of Austrian immigrants was awful, but other times, it came in handy. Without her parents teaching her their language, she wouldn’t be in her position in the Army.��
As the months passed in Aldbourne, (y/n) was swamped with intercepted communications, paperwork, and various intelligence reports. She rarely did anything other than work in her office, growing tiresome of the monotonous click-clack of the typewriter. What little time she did have outside the office was spent either visiting the Blue Boar with the other officers or quietly reading in the fields of wildflowers near her billet.
The sun set perfectly on the lilies and colorful harebells, orchids, and cornflowers that were scattered among the grass. Any chance she got, she’d go lay out a blanket and get lost in the pages of “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn,” escaping the war as the words came to life in her mind. Time seemed to blur as the months stretched on in Aldbourne.
With the follies of the Italian campaign, the Allies knew they had to try a different approach. Nixon and (y/n) had talked about the possible landing locations and tactics, but no plan was in motion quite yet. This did not stop them from preparing for the possibility. Easy’s training got increasingly realistic the further they got into 1944. By early February, Dick, Harry, and the other platoon leaders were brought in on the intelligence officers’ speculations. A few weeks later, (y/n) was working in her office when she heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” she called, not looking up from her typewriter as she finished a translation.
The door creaked open, and in walked Dick who was wringing his hat between his hands, almost as if he was nervous. “Hi, (y/n). Sorry to disturb you.”
Hearing his voice, (y/n) looked up from the paper, a small smile forming as she took in his timid expression. “Hi, Dick. You’re not disturbing me,” she said, pointing to the large stack of papers on the corner of her desk. “These aren’t going anywhere.”
Dick clasped his hands behind his back and walked closer to the desk. “I wanted to ask you a favor.”
(Y/n) nodded, gesturing for him to sit in the extra chair beside her desk.
Dick sat down and continued. “Would you be able to teach me some basic German? I know that you are fluent in it, so-”
“Of course!” She interrupted, excitement lighting up her features. “I’d love to!”
Dick seemed surprised as he sheepishly smiled at her from across the desk. “It would be useful to know some phrases when we finally get into combat.”
“I think it’s a great idea.”
From that cold February day on, the pair met every Saturday night in (y/n)’s billet. Her host family, the Bennets, insisted on making a big family dinner every time (as large as they could with rationing), treating Dick as one of their own. (Y/n) watched from across the dining room table as he spoke to Mr. Bennet with a polite smile. The golden light from the setting sun filtered through the open blinds, highlighting the soft brown freckles that adorned his face. (Y/n) couldn’t help but admire his handsome features, a thought that she’d kept hidden mainly to keep Nix off her trail about the supposed ‘sparks’ that were supposed to fly between them at some point.
“I was worried about you Yanks, but if they’re all like you lot, I think we’re in good shape,” Mr. Bennet laughed, scooping a forkful of roast into his mouth.
Dick chuckled breathily, his eyes flitting to the (y/h/c) across from him, catching her staring red-handed. “Thank you, sir,” he replied, his face warming under her gaze.
After the dinner table was cleared, they continued their weekly tradition, sitting across from each other once again. “These are pretty basic, but they’re important,” she began, her eyes locking with his. Repeat after me. ‘Guten Abend.’”
Dick listened carefully, his eyes drifting down to her lips before echoing her pronunciation. “Guten Abend.”
“Very good,” (y/n) praised, her smile growing. “Now how about ‘Bitte’ which means ‘please,’ and ‘Danke,’ which means ‘thank you.’
“Next, let’s learn ‘Wie geht es Ihnen?” (y/n) said, her voice taking on a reassuring tone. “It means ‘How are you?’
As they repeated the words together, her beloved language created a unique connection between them that she never thought possible. It felt good to speak the language in situations other than wartime intelligence. As she taught Dick, she fell in love with her family’s native tongue all over again, but that love wasn’t the only thing blossoming in the cozy dining room.
Under the shade of a sturdy tree in the Bennet’s backyard, the late afternoon sun cast a glow over the yard. (Y/n) and Dick sat side by side, leaning against the trunk as they took a short break from their lesson.
(Y/n’s eyes began to droop, fatigue creeping in like a silent intruder. The lines of exhaustion were etched beneath her eyes, and Dick couldn’t help but notice her weariness.
“Are you alright?” he asked gently, leaning closer to her, his brow furrowed in concern.
She sat up straighter, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. “Yeah, I’m just tired,” she admitted, her voice a soft murmur.
Dick turned to her with eyes filled with worry. “Up late doing translations?”
(Y/n) nodded, her shoulders sliming slightly. “Yes,” she sighed, leaning her head back against the hard tree bark. “We’re getting more and more communications every day. It’s hard to keep up.”
Seeing her struggle, Dick scooted closer to her and paused before gesturing to his lap. “Here,” he suggested, his tone gentle. “It’s more comfortable than a tree,”
A small, tired smile crossed (y/n)’s face as she responded with a weary, “Yes, sir,” She laid her head on his lap, peering up at him through heavy-lidded eyes.
Dick felt a warm, protective swell of emotion as she nestled into his lap. Her presence, despite her exhaustion, brought a sense of peace and contentment he hadn’t realized he was missing. He could always show up at her door and have dinner like there wasn’t a war going on. Their routine had developed into what he looked forward to the most as the week went on. Any conversations they managed to have during their daily regimens and workload were filled with smiles and talks of the upcoming weekend, Saturday’s dinner menu, and other little things that reminded him of home.
A soft pink tinge rose from Dick’s neck to his cheeks as he brushed a strand of hair away from her face. “Better?” he inquired, his voice a soothing, gentle rumble.
(Y/n) let out a contented sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as she whispered, “Yes, thank you, Dick. I needed this.”
He watched over her with a mix of concern and affection, his fingers absentmindedly tracing circles on her shoulder. “You’ll work yourself to death in that office, (y/n).”
She squinted one eye open, her gaze focused on him. “I know,” she replied quietly, her voice tinged with desperation, “I can’t rest knowing my family is still stuck there, Dick.”
The lieutenant’s eyes saddened, his heart aching at the raw pain in her voice. He moved his hand from her shoulder to rub her hair back gently. “In Austria?”
(Y/n) nodded, her voice hushed and heavy with emotion. “Yeah,” she murmured, blinking to combat the tears that were filling her eyes. “My grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins…they all stayed. They’re still there, and we haven’t heard from them in almost a year.”
“So you’re doing this for them.”
“For them and all the other innocent people whose lives have been torn apart by Hitler,” she confessed, her voice wavering.
A tear trickled down the side of her cheek, and she felt a warm hand wipe it away gently. “I’m sure they wouldn’t want you to run yourself into the ground, sweetheart,” Dick murmured softly, the term of endearment slipping out before he could stop it. “When we finally do see action, you won’t be a hundred percent if you’re constantly running on fumes.”
She let out a shuddering breath, her emotions overwhelming her. (Y/n) sat up, shifting to bury her face into Dick’s shoulder, finding comfort in his embrace. His arms encircled her, pulling her into his side as he rubbed his hand soothingly along her back.
“Please take care of yourself. If not for them, do it for me. Please,” he whispered into her hair.
As the evening sun bathed them in a warm light, (y/n) pulled back from their embrace, her tear-filled eyes glistening with gratitude and adoration. She gazed into Dick’s calming, emerald-green eyes, vulnerability seeping from her. His eyes mirrored her intensity, and a soft, affectionate smile played on his lips. With her heart pounding in her chest, (y/n) brought her hand up to his cheek, her fingers tracing the contours of his skin with a gentle, trembling touch.
Their eyes met, and in that silent exchange, a powerful connection was forged. Slowly and with a sense of natural ease, she pulled him closer, guiding him toward her. Dick, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected tenderness of her actions, felt the soft, deliberate pressure of (y/n)’s lips against his. Their lips met, and their connection deepened as their mouths moved together, a tender and affectionate expression of their feelings. Their kiss was a gentle exchange of affection, an unspoken testament to the emotions that had quietly grown between them.
As (y/n) and Dick pulled back from their tender kiss, their actions spoke volumes in the quiet of that moment. Their lips slowly parted, the sensation of their kiss still lingering in the air like a sweet, unspoken promise. They looked into each other’s eyes, their gazes locked in a lingering connection that was filled with understanding. (Y/n) inched back slightly, her touch soft and tender as her fingers gently brushed over the freckles on Dick’s cheek as she withdrew from their intimate embrace.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice a gentle murmur, sniffling slightly as she rested her forehead against his. Dick’s heart raced, and he could feel her warm breath on his face.
“They’ll be proud of you. I’m sure of it.”
MAY 7, 1944: BERCHTESGADEN, AUSTRIA
(Y/n) reclined on a wooden, sun-soaked deck chair, gazing out at the breathtaking landscape of the Bavarian Alps that stretched before her. The mountains stood tall and majestic, their peaks kissing the cloudless sky. She felt a sense of awe at the natural wonder surrounding her.
Harry sat at the end of her chair, and Ron and Nix were sitting on the one beside them, all three drunk as a skunk. Their voices filled the air with drunken excitement, and their ramblings brought a wide smile to (y/n)’s face.
Nix groaned in good-humored frustration, raising his fingers in a futile attempt to count off the main leaders of the Nazi party. “Hitler, Hitler…no.”
Rolling his eyes, Ron chimed in, his voice louder as they spoke over each other, creating a chaotic atmosphere. “Hitler, Himmler, Goering-”
“And Goebbels,” Harry finished, his grin infectious as he completed the list.
(Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh heartily, tears gathering in her eyes as she watched her friends stumble through their banter. The joy of the moment, the beauty of the scenery, and the relief from no constant action and danger all combined to create a warmth in her heart that was impossible to contain.
“I’m so glad I get to see this,” she wheezed between fits of laughter, her hand clutching her stomach as another wave of cackles escaped her.
The sound of footsteps made her turn, and she saw Dick approaching with Lip. She smiled at him, her heart beating slightly faster when he returned a wink.
“Hey, Adolf! Love your Eagle’s Nest,” Harry yelled, standing up wobbly and grabbing Dick’s shoulders. “I hope you don’t mind. We made ourselves at home. Love what you’ve done with the place here.”
(Y/n) chortled again, earning an amused look from Dick, who found the whole situation hilarious. But he had more important news to share.
Welsh grabbed a bottle of champagne and held it out for the major. “Hey, have a drink. Come on. Just so we can say we saw you do it,” he implored, staring for a moment as Dick didn’t respond.
Smirking, (y/n) rose from her chair and gracefully pushed the bottle back toward Harry as she moved to stand between him and Dick. “You drink it, Welshy.”
Welsh retracted his hand, standing there for a moment like a pouting child, while Dick, who had patiently waited, pulled out a sheet of paper. He cleared his throat and started to speak, his gaze warm as he looked down at (y/n) beside him. “Listen up. From Corps, it just came in. Effective immediately, all troops standing fast on present positions.”
Nix rested his hands behind his head as he lay on the chair with a smirk. “Standing fast.”
Ron, his usually sharp eyes now glazed over from the alcohol, looked up and asked. “What does that mean?”
(Y/n) ran a hand down her face with a giggle. Her laughter was infectious, and the group chuckled, with Dick’s laughter being the loudest. His smile was the widest she’d seen in months, and the sight stirred something within her.
“Do you want to hear it?” he asked the group as he wrapped an arm around (y/n)’s shoulder.
Harry nodded, grunting in reply, and Dick repeated the sound, raising an eyebrow at the man. “Are you ready for it? Listen up, the German Army surrendered.”
The news sent a sudden hush through the group, and the jovial atmosphere vanished, replaced by a solemn and reverent feeling that settled inside each of them. (Y/n) looked up at Dick, her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Really?” she whispered, her voice filled with hope.
Dick nodded and squeezed her shoulder softly. “Yeah, sweetheart. They did.”
In that instant, she couldn’t contain her joy. She flung her arms around his shoulders, squealing happily, and he snaked his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly. The weight of the past years seemed to lift, replaced by a hope of peace in Europe for people like her family who were caught in the crossfire of war. As they pulled back from their hug, the sheer happiness of the moment made (y/n)’s eyes glisten with tears. Around them, the other officers were clapping each other on the back and expressing their own gratitude that victory in Europe had been achieved.
With a soft smile, Dick placed a hand on her lower back and led her to a farther part of the balcony, giving them privacy from prying eyes. He could see the curiosity in her eyes and as they found a quiet corner, he spoke in a hushed tone. “I got word today, (y/n). About your family.”
Her eyes widened in anticipation, and her heart raced. “My family? Where are they? She asked, her voice trembling with a mix of hope and fear.
Dick placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering her the support she needed to hear the news. “They’re alive, (y/n). They’re living in Salzburg.”
The emotion she’d swallowed down came flying back, and tears welled up in her eyes again as her voice trembled with relief. “Salzburg? Oh, thank God,” she croaked.
(Y/n) couldn’t hold back her emotions any longer, and the tears streamed down her face as she wrapped her arms around Dick, hugging him tightly once again. It was a cry of pure relief, a release of tension that had gripped her heart for so long.
Dick held her close, his own emotions stirred by the moment. He could feel her relief, his arms wrapped around her as he gently stroked her back. The news also meant that they were one step closer to going home. One step closer to spending the rest of their lives together.
In the midst of the moment, (y/n) looked up at Dick, a radiant smile breaking through her tears. Her soft voice was barely more than a whisper as she spoke. “I love you, Dick.”
Their eyes locked in a tender, unspoken understanding as Dick leaned down to cup her cheek, his thumb gently brushing away a tear. “I love you, too, (y/n).”
The mountains of Berchtesgaden stood as silent witnesses to what was about to transpire. It was the perfect setting for a moment they would cherish forever. As they stood there, Dick took (y/n)’s hand in his, his gaze unwavering as he looked deep into her eyes. With a smile, he began to speak…but it wasn’t English.
“Meine Liebe, du weißt, ich bin nicht der Beste im Umgang mit Worten, aber ich liebe dich mehr als das Leben selbst. Ohne dich hätte ich das nicht überstanden und ich möchte nie wieder ohne dich sein,” he began, his heart pounding in his ribcage.
My love, you know I'm not the best with words, but I love you more than I love life itself. I wouldn't have gotten through this without you, and I don’t want to be without you ever again.
(Y/n) looked at him, her eyes widening in surprise and joy. She blinked in disbelief, her heart skipping a beat.
“Willst du meine Frau werden?” Dick continued.
Will you marry me?
A gasp escaped (y/n)’s lips as tears continued to trickle down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe what was happening, and her heart swelled. Dick got down on one knee, his eyes filled with a softer determination than the one she saw in his eyes on the battlefield. He reached into his OD pocket and pulled out a small, elegant ring.
In a voice filled with emotion, he asked, “Möchtest du mein leben mit mir teilen?”
Will you share your life with me?
Tears streamed down (y/n)’s face as she nodded vigorously, unable to speak through her overwhelming joy. She held out her hand, and Dick slid the ring over her finger. It fit perfectly, just as they did in each other's lives.
With a smile that held all the love in the world, he whispered, “Ich liebe dich.”
I love you.
With the golden rays of the setting sun casting a warm, enchanting glow on the balcony, Dick stood up from one knee and pulled (y/n) into a gentle, affectionate embrace. The light from the setting sun illuminated their features, turning their silhouettes into a work of art against the breathtaking backdrop. Their kiss was tender and sweet, filled with the promise of a future together.
Their actions were delicate and filled with longing. Dick’s arms enveloped (y/n) as he kissed her, his fingers brushing softly against her cheek, and (y/n) responded with more fervor, deepening the kiss. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, fingers clutching his uniform as if grounding herself in the reality of the moment. The hand on her cheek threaded into her hair and pulled her impossibly closer.
With huge smiles on their faces, (y/n) and Dick pulled back from their kiss. The moment was perfect. However, their intimate moment was suddenly interrupted by a chorus of whistles and cheers coming from the adjacent balcony. Ron, Harry, Lip, and Nix watched on as the couple got engaged. They exchanged glances and held hands as they made their way toward the cheering men.
Nix hugged Dick and slapped him on the back, his expression a mix of humor and satisfaction. “Now if I remember correctly, some wise guy called this the first time you two met…oh wait, that was me.”
Dick’s brows furrowed in confusion, and he turned to his fiance for clarification. “What?”
Rolling her eyes playfully, (y/n) leaned into his side, patting his chest lightly. “Back in Aldbourne, Lew just thought that, and I quote, ‘sparks would fly’ between the two of us.
“Well, I’m so glad they did,” Harry laughed, holding up a wad of cash in front of him. “I’m a rich man now.”
The major blinked at Harry, his amusement evident. “How am I not surprised you bet on us?”
“You think that’s all we bet on?” Ron slurred, sprawled out on a chair with his eyes closed. “We also bet on when-”
Thankfully, Lip stepped in to stop the Captain, who appeared to be thoroughly drunk. “Alright. Let’s get you to bed, sir.”
(Y/n) grinned, admiring Dick’s features above her. “Where did you learn all of that?” she asked. “Because I’ve never taught you anything that complex.”
“A man never tells his secrets,” he replied, kissing her temple lovingly.
“It was Liebgott, wasn’t it,” she chuckled, raising an eyebrow at him. “Cause only Joe knows that much German other than me.”
“Well,” Dick began, “There’s a lot more where that came from.”
“Oh really, Major Winters. Care to enlighten me?”
He sighed, “Nope. I’ve been practicing that for months. It’s all I’ve got.”
“Then it’s a good thing you’ve got the best teacher by your side for the rest of your life, huh?”
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