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hanniyah · 1 month
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Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung HEADCANONS☆
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☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung is very open about your relationship together. Not in a "tmi" type of way, but in a "I love my lover and they're the best person ever" type of way.
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung seems like the type of guy to point and show his bandmates where you're sitting during a concert, just to show you off.
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung likes to write and play songs and serenades for you. It's cheesy, sure, but he's more than happy to do it if it's you.
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung seems like he'd sulk when you mention you have another rock band as one of your all time favourites. Maybe when he's drunk or just randomly he'll rant about it to Jay.
"I feel like they don't love me anymore!"
"Heeseung, it's four in the morning."
"SERIOUSLY, WHO IN MÅNESKIN WOULD SHE ACTUALLY CHOOSE OVER ME?"
"Do you seriously want me to answer that?"
"...No."
"Exactly, go to fucking sleep."
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung likes to butt heads with other members about whose boyfriend/girlfriend is the best. As mentioned in the first scenario, he is veryyy sure you are the best person to ever exist and he will fight people for it.
(Nsfw)
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung seems like a kinky guy. Fingering and fucking you backstage (which he makes no effort to hide), eating you out before it's time to go on stage, and what Heeseung likes to call a "prize" whenever he does good on stage. The prize is mainly for him. But unluckily for you, you're going to get your back blown seven ways to Sunday.
☆Rockstar Boyfriend! Heeseung has a LOT of pent up sexual feelings after every show and all the time you two are apart. He won't leave you alone once he comes back from a tour, not for a few days at least. He'll beg you for it at least once everyday, and it doesn't matter for how long or in what position, he'll take whatever he can get.
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hanniyah · 3 months
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Charmer (Drabble)
(Sweet!Jake x Jay's younger sister!Reader)
You swore to your older brother, Jay, that you'd never let a boy cross your mind. No boys but your father and your older brother. But this time, you had to make an exception.
For Jake Jaeyun Sim.
Jake is Jay's best friend ever since you guys were small children. A goofy or sweet grin on his handsome face and a sweet laugh that was warm and never failed to put a smile on people's faces.
Even yours.
Somehow, he managed to slip into your cold, black heart. Jake never ceased running in your mind. It was like he lived there. Rent free.
Today, you woke up to a tapping on your window. You groaned and looked over at your alarm clock.
"12:00AM" You sighed.
You reluctantly rolled out of bed and headed to the window. When you finally approached, you saw Jake sitting outside with a soft smile.
"Jakey?" You whispered as you opened the window for him to enter. To say you were surprised at his sudden appearence was an understatement.
"The one and only, princess," He chuckled.
You look around your room for a moment, "Shouldn't you be out with Oppa at work?"
Jake shrugged and caressed your face lovingly "I took the day off to see my angel. I just missed your pretty face."
You blushed and he laughed. He always knew how to get you, when it's something wholesome like this or something bedroom related. But mainly the cheesy stuff.
"You could've came through the front door, y'know," You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest.
"Yeah, but wouldn't you like it more like this? Like one of your favourite kdramas?" He asks, but he knows he's right.
He's always right about you.
Jake's face was pale and a dusted pink from being outside in the autumn cold. He looked perfect, a little tired, but perfect nonetheless.
"Is this new?" He asked, now by your dresser pointing at an old record player.
You nod, "Yeah, I thrifted it just today. I tested it out too," You said softly.
He hummed, looking at the records you kept on your desk and grabbing them. He was about to put the record on, before he stopped himself.
"Can I?"
"Yeah."
Jake put on the record and it wasn't long until a sweet melody played. He grinned at you and you rolled your eyes playfully. The tall boy gently grabbed your hand, lifting it up to his soft lips and kissing it.
"May I have this dance, my lady?" The Australian winked, making you flush slightly.
"Why of course," You giggle, before you two begin a gentle waltz.
It felt like time froze and that you were the only two in the world. The dance was gentle and beautiful, just like the melody from the record player.
The moon shone on Jake's sculpted features. He looked like a dream, a dream you'd never want to wake up from. His eyes were soft and full of love, more love than you could ever ask for.
Jake pulls you close, leaning down to your ear, "I love you," He whispers softly.
Your heart beats faster, maybe faster than his, "I love you too."
There's a few moments of comfortable silence between you two before the record player quiets down. You look into his milky brown eyes, smiling ear-to-ear.
"You're such a charmer, you know that?"
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hanniyah · 4 months
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Because I Care (Drabble)
(Childe x Loving!reader)
Never in your life have you feared so much for your boyfriend. You didn't you think he would actually get taken into custody, nonetheless in a foreign land. He always avoided it, but not this time.
To hear from some gossip by the other fatui that Tartaglia had been arrested made the hope of him coming back home to you and his siblings die.
But to hear he was sent back home after the entire fiasco brought it back to life
You ran as fast as you could, trying to find him. Eventually, you find him near a lake, sitting alone. The cold bit your frostbitten ears, but you didn't care
"Ajax!" You shouted, sprinting towards him.
Childe seemed out of it. He remained very still and stiff, like the ice that covers the Snezhnayan rivers.
"Ajax?" You whisper quietly, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.
He froze and he looked back at you, wiping his puffy, reddened eyes, "Hello, love," He managed to choke out.
Your brows knit together in worry, "What's on your mind? You just came home, aren't you happy?"
There was a deafening silence that fills the icy air. The tension so thick you could cut it up and serve it on a platter.
Tartaglia opens his mouth, but not with the words or an answer you expected to hear, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I... failed," He says quietly.
Your [eye color] eyes soften. You know he hates failure, "Oh darling, you tried your best," You breathe out softly.
In the back of your mind, you know his words. You can read his blue eyes better than the light novels written in Inazuma. You know that he thinks his best isn't enough, he just conceals his fear with the confidence to take down the nations.
"Come here, my dear," You whisper gently, opening your arms to him.
The hesitancy is there, but also want. Want of comfort, love, affection. Before you know it, he's sobbing in your arms. You wrap around him, like a protective mother bear to her cub.
"Why?" He asks.
You run your hands through his soft, orange hair, "'Why?' what, Ajax?"
He pauses, "Why are so you... loving and kind to me?"
A kind, warm smile spreads across your face and you tilt his chin up to look at your loving face.
"Because I care."
(<3)
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hanniyah · 5 months
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Father Headcanons
(Father!Wriothesley headcanons)
Wriothesley
-The Duke is a very busy man, he watches over the Fortress all day and night for archon's sake.
-But as a great father should, he takes care of you.
-Showering you with gifts? You got it. Need support? He's all prepared. Got a problem? It's already fixed.
-He seems like the kind of guy to go on daddy daughter dates when he has the time.
-You're often with Sigewinne or hanging around the Fortress, because it's home to you.
-Daddy's little girl all the way.
-Will cry when you start fighting/boxing just like he does.
-I feel like his favourite tea cup would be a little cup you made for him on father's day when you were younger. (Probably says, "World's Best Dad and he will take that to heart.)
Convorsations would go like:
"Daddy, can Lyney come over?" "No boys until you're fourty."
And when you were younger:
"Holding hands with boys gives you cooties and you don't want that, do you?" "Daddy, you're a boy! Why don't you have cooties?" "Daddy is an exception, princess."
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hanniyah · 5 months
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Fantasize (A Drabble)
(You look like Wriothesley, just a female and prettier because you are beautiful! I know this is an insert, but I just wanna shift you into a character setting, yk? ANYWAYS ENJOY!)
Lover!Neuvillete x Wriothesley's younger sister!Reader
You never strayed far from your older brother, Wriothesley. That meant going with him to his meetings, some official business, and even spending time with him in the fortess when he was a inmate there.
You always dressed yourself with a robe along with a hood and a scarf, rarely showing your face so people don't get a glimpse of you. The only person who has seen your face is Wriothesley, Sigewinne, Chief Justice, and Lady Furina. You thought you were contented with keeping your identity secret, since you are shyer than most.
Keyword: Were.
It was just another fateful day in the fortress, arranging books and brewing tea down in your older brother's office as per usual.
"[Your Name]? His Grace is looking for you. He has an official meeting and he'll be departing soon," Sigewinne says, popping into the office.
You put the last book in place and stop brewing tea, "Thank you, Sigewinne. Tell him I'll be there after I transfer the tea."
Sigewinne nods and heads out. You sigh, covering yourself up and quickly preparing. Heading out and up above the surface, you see your brother waiting for you.
"Let's get a move on, shall we?" Wriothesley smiles, gesturing a hand forward.
It wasn't everyday that you were on the overworld.
Or at least as your brother knew about it.
You were there almost every evening and every minute you'd get a chance, you'd visit one of two places. One, the Opera House or the latter option–
"[Your Name], are you even listening to me? I said we're here!" Wriothesley says loudly.
Ah yes, the Palais Mermonia.
"Y-yes, sorry," You stutter, clearing your throat and heading up the steps.
As you enter, you and Wriothesley are greeted by a few guards. Morning greetings from the guards come flowing in, especially the girls who swoon over your brother.
"Good morning, your grace!" You mockingly say in your brother's ear, causing him to slap the back of your head.
A low chuckle and the sounds of footsteps come closer, "I don't think I condone violence towards each other. That wouldn't be justified in the presense of the Chief Justice."
You straighten up, seeing Neuvillete towering before you. Now this, this is the man you come see when you leave the fortress.
A secret lover if you will.
"Good morning to you as well, Monsieur Neuvillete," You beam.
As per usual, the meeting begins and you sit with the Chief Justice and the Duke as they discuss. Your eyes don't shy away from Neuvillete, why would they?
He's one of the most gorgeous men that you've seen.
You find yourself spacing out, just admiring the wonderful man who sits in front of you as he discusses with your older brother. Neuvillete's eyes look away to gaze at yours for a moment.
Oh, the way he looks at you makes you feel so warm. You fantasize about this everynight, you'd give everything to him. And he'd do the same for you.
Soon enough, the meeting ends.
Although, that didn't mean you weren't coming back later.
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Once almost everyone in the fortress fell asleep, you snuck up to the lift so you could head up into the overworld. You no longer had to hide your face, so you changed into a dress you knew Neuvillete adored on you.
With your long, fluffy hair down, black and red dress with silver accents, and your frosty blue eyes shimmering in the bright moonlight, you felt more confident than ever. You sneak into Neuvillete's office, finding him standing by the window.
"You're finally here, my darling," He smiles softly.
You come up to him, a cheeky grin also plastered on your delicate face, "Miss me already?" You tease.
A gentle laugh escapes from his lips, "I suppose I did."
Just those words sent you running into his arms, hugging him tight. You didn't need words to say how much you miss him everyday, just this gesture was enough. His arms also squeeze you in closer, resting his chin on your head and inhaling the scent of your [Favourite scent] scented hair.
After a long time, you both pull away and Neuvillete gently grabs your chin, having you look up at him.
"I love you," He whispers, his lips nearing yours.
You didn't need to say anything for what happened next. His lips were on yours and yours on his.
It was gentle, smooth, passionate.
His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. The hydro dragon's gloved hands do get a bit...touchy, but you don't seem to mind. Not at all. The touches were so firm yet so warm, it made your insides feel mushy and soft.
You entangle your fingers with the Chief Justice's snow white hair, pulling him closer. He didn't pull away, no, he wanted closer.
Nothing mattered at the moment, not even the thundering footsteps coming from outside the door.
Suddenly, the doors to Neuvillete's office burst open. It was Wriothesley, "Neuvillete! My baby sister! She's gone and I checked everywhere in the fortress!– Woah."
Your brother's sudden burst in was embarrassing but also kind of funny.
Wriothesley slowly backs away, "I'll leave for now. But I'll need the tea later," The Duke smirks, "And I'm not just talking about the drink."
<3
(Sorry, this isn't proof read–)
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hanniyah · 5 months
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Tiny Headcanon/Drabble ☆
(The header is by me!)
You don't remember how you got here, when you got here, or why you're even here. All you can focus on is the glass of tequila in your hand and the man a few bar stools away. You've seen him around campus before but you never got to know him personally. The most you know about him is that he fucks around and he's looking at you right now. But that's all you needed to know.
It's not his first rodeo.
He stands from his seat with a smirk on his face and his movements smooth for someone so tipsy.
"What's your name, darling?" He asks.
You ponder for a moment, wondering if you should really be doing this, "Y/N L/N," You say.
He hums, "My name is Heeseung Lee."
"I know," You reply, a little too quickly. In the end, it just feeds into his ego.
"Then I suppose you know what I'm about to ask," Heeseung purrs, a hand trailing up your thigh.
If you were sober, you wouldn't be willing to do this.
"Fuck it, where are we going?"
Thankfully, you're not.
<3
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