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yardsards · 2 years

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so i've seen the idea that hunter, due to something about grimwalker anatomy/creation, would start to have issues with his physical health after being disconnected from the ambient magic of the isles (like how luz's glyphs don't work in the human realm), which is a cool source of angst or hurt/comfort

but if i may add some fluff/extra comfort to that concept:

(some background first)

1: witches have their own stores of magic bc of their bile sacks, like how lilith could cast spells in the human realm. (i personally imagine their bodies can generate their own magic for a while even after not absorbing any of the ambient magic of the isles. but after TOO LONG (specific time length depends on the individual witch + how much bile they use every day but i wanna say a couple months on average maybe?) their body kinda stops being able to produce bile; it's like vitamin deficiency preventing your body from regenerating but instead of vitamins, it's titan magic)

2: things like galderstones and palismen/palistrom wood (which hunter is made of) kinda like, connect to and channel the magic of whatever witch wields them. and this generally only happens when the witch is physically holding said items

what i am getting at, with these two things in mind:

-hunter would need to absorb/connect to the magic of his witch friends ("witch" as in species, in this case), as a temporary replacement for magic from the isles/titan, at least until they can get back home

-the way for this connection to happen is by physical contact

SO BASICALLY: hunter, while stuck in the human realm, needs to be held (or otherwise be given physical contact) quite often, for his physical wellbeing

#eliot posts #toh #the owl house #hunter #hunter toh #hunter deamonne #he mostly gets this from willow and gus bc he is closest with them but also bc they are naturally powerful witches #willow takes the opportunity to hold him whenever she can #gus tends to hold his hand or snuggle against his side #if willow and gus are unavailable for too long then amity will take over hunter duty #she'll complain melodramatically but she doesn't actually mind bc he is her friend. it's just that i think she'd treat him like her sibling #they mostly just lean against one another #i think she does it less than willow and gus not just bc she and hunter aren't as close but also bc her magic is less powerful than theirs #it's kinda funny that she's the least powerful of the trio. like her abilities are more from carefully honed skill than natural power #also luz doesn't want to be left out and insists on hugging the sad boy anyway even though she has no magic of her own #thinking the time his voice actor said that if hunter were hugged for so long he'd get so comfortable he'd fall asleep #the boy is so very touch starved and sleep deprived #he ends up losing his eyebags by the time this is all over #note that all of this is meant to be read as platonic affection #i won't get mad if you read it as romantic w willow or mayyybe even luz tho #bit of you ship him romantically w the lesbiab or the 12yo then i will hunt you down #possible exception for the former if ur one of the folks that headcanons hunter as transfem i guess. no exception for gus tho.

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sysig · 2 years

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Hi! I would like to request an Edgar-Scriabin hug, if that's alright . Could be happy, sad or angry whichever you prefer, there's just never enough of those! :D

Day 3 - Stability

#My art #Requestober #Vargas #Scriabin #Edgar #Scriabin and Edgar hugs - The™ Absolute Classic #Despite that I actually waffled quite a bit on this lol you gave me so many options!#Happy or Sad /or/ Angry?? That's just so many! Lol #I sketched a few different ones but in the end I went with the hug from Satisfaction since it was still on my mind haha ♪#''Not an embrace'' mmhm lol #Last little bit of that for now I promise lol #Scriabin snuggling close to Edgar's heart and Edgar holding him to himself ♥#It's also been a heck-while since I've done any hard cel shading so I'm a bit out of practice haha #Still had to do the soft candy style hair tho hehe ♪#I must agree tho Edgar and Scriabin hugs are always welcome ♫

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copiasblair · 11 months

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ok good night i am kissing him by the way

#i clamber into his lap when he's up late still working at his desk #and i start sleepily peppering kisses over every bit of him i can reach and murmur against his skin about how much i love him #i eventually get him to come to bed and we snuggle #and when we fall asleep his arms are around my waist and mine are around his shoulders and our legs are all tangled together #and we're as close as we can get to each other. like we're worried the other person will disappear while we sleep if we don't hold on #hhhhh i like him. sooooooooooooooooooo much.#what do you have to say doll?

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killuaisaprincess · 1 year

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Touchdown!

“Big Brother! We’re supposed to be cheering for the whole team!“

Killua stomps his foot on the ground, adjusting his striped sock, tugging his skirt down a little, and sticking his tongue out.

“Well, I don’t see Pouf or Pitou cheering for the whole team!”

They always cheer for Meruem only!

Killua, at least, cheers for the team most of the time…!

H-he just likes to cheer for Gon a little more once in a while…

#gonkillu #hxh #gon #killua #hunter x hunter #;windy’s stuff #KI IS GONS CUTE LITTLE WIFE PERIOD 🥺🥺🤧🤧🤧🤧😤😤😤😤😤🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏#KI BEING UPSET BREAKS MY HEART 😭😭😭🤲🤲🤲🥺🥺🥺🤧🤧🤧🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏#NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO MAKE KI UPSETY 🥺🥺🥺#KI IS SO CUTE AND SOFT AND SHY 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭🤧🤧🤧🤧#How could anyone not look at him crying and not break 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭🤧🤧🤧🤧 JUST WANNA HOLD HIM CLOSE AND PROTECT HIM 🥺🥺🥺🤧🤧🤧😭#DOMESTIC GK 🥺🥺🥺🙏🙏🙏🤧🤧🤧🤲🤲😭😭😭 JUST THE LITTLE THINGS 🤲🤲🤲🤲🤧🤧🤧🤧#NO ONE CAN RESIST CUTE WITTLE KI 🤧🤧🤧🥺🥺🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲 HOW COULD THEY #SWEETEST LITTLE PUMPKIN SUNSHINE EVER 🤲🤧🤧🤧🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🤧🤲#KI IS GONS LITTLE SUNSHINE 🤧🤧🤧😭🥺🤲🙏#PLUS EVERYONE ON THE TEAM IS REALLY TEAM GK BEFORE THEIR TEAM THEY SEE THE COUPLE AND THEY ARE JUST LIKE AWWW 🤧🥺🤲 DO NOT SEPARATE 😤😤😤😤#OKIE OKIE 🤧🥺🥺😤😤😤🤲🥺🤧#S-SOFT GKKK 🤧🤲 Gon just being a dumb big lug but he touches Ki so gently and just soft touches and picks him up and Ki JUST SNUGGLING CLOSE #A-and Ki just doesn’t want his dumb big lug Gon to get hurt 😭😭😭😭😭😭#I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #THEYRE SO CUTE #I JUST AHHHHHHH #I LOVE THEM

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1980ssunflower · 1 year

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I miss them both so much,,,,

#ot3: ❤rhyme💛easy💙#tape entry circa 1980 #i keep thinking and thinking of them #they feel so close to me #almost as if i could run into their arms and have them hold me close rn if i wanted #my world feels like its making less and less sense and tbh i feel really lost and sad #and i just keep thinking about how badly i want to be home w them both #i want to run up to my min-gi and squeeze him tight and squish his face in my hands and pepper his face in kisses #and of course plant a kiss on his nose 💙#and i want to crash into ryan and for us to fall on the ground laughing as he snuggles into me and starts to kiss me and tickles me #and im screaming for him to stop but he doesnt fucking care and keeps going hgfdjks #i want us to go out for dinner together at a nice diner and walk around late at night down the empty streets #singing together and chatting abt whatever #i just need moments like that w them #i want this personal intimacy w them both were the world is quiet and we're all that exists to eachother #all that exists is us. right now. us and our love. and theres nothing to interrupt that #i want to breathe them in i want to take in their everything i want to be a part of them as if we were one person almost i just need them #i want to study their faces and take in how perfect they are... and feel my love for them overwhelm my heart and body and mind #as i sweetly plant kisses over every inch of their bodies to worship them to show them how loved they are #i dont want them to ever doubt it. id scream it to the world. id trade my own life for theirs in a heartbeat #theyre my world. and id do anything to protect and forever cherish my world

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oscalesoffeeling · 2 years

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his smile...... 🥰

#i LOVE when he rolls his eyes and is so so mean and weird <33333 #i love when he is an asshole to everyone and is so rude to people's faces :^) it's soooo cute...#i love when he's condescending basically omg *twirling my hair*#what a bitch (affectionate)#he's nice to me tho btw bc i'm his little princess :^)#i love being able to be so. close to him. so intimate. we feel like we can be vulnerable with each other....#we're comfortable and content and open with one another.... i wub my nasty handsome man <333 #ellie rambles about stuff #he spun the stars on his fingernails (tag)#he always keeps us safe... i love how he takes care of me. how he talks for me when i can't. ohh i love him i love him ❤❤❤❤#i love cuddling and snuggling him sm sm!!! i love when he holds my hand and kisses it....#he always keeps me safe #i love us sm..... i love that he's a part of me #i love how he helps me... i love how he loves me ❤❤❤

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all-these-beautiful-freaks · 2 years

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Missing you extra because I’m sick and just want to be held by you. I want my head pillowed on your chest and your heart beating in my ear and you fingers absently stroking my hair or arm or side to make me feel better. And even though I’m at my house and you’re at yours and physically we’re far apart…after hearing your sweet well wishes and worries my fever broke for the first time all night.

#fiancé #i love you #i love him #cuddles #hold me close #in your arms #my love #forever and always #in sickness and in health #soulmate #i want snuggles #snuggles #him #loving him #to be loved

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nanaminokanojo · 2 months

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Sukuna is pissed.

The reason? You moved away from him in your sleep when he wanted to hold you close.

In your own subtle ways, you've always complained about how unaffectionate he is. You didn't explicitly say it, but he did notice how your mood would shift, your pretty little smiles barely masking your disappointment when he would do or say anything remotely cold or mean. And now that he was giving you what you wanted, you just roll away from him, depriving him of your warmth and the affection he expects you to reward him.

How you even managed to escape four of his arms to find your own corner of the bed was a big puzzle to him. You've always slept peacefully pressed to his side on most nights, and you didn't really move much once he had two of his arms wrapped around your frail form. Perhaps you were doing it on purpose after he had evidently upset you during supper by dismissing you when you asked about his day. There was nothing to tell, and though he understands that your concerns came from a good place, he still refused to tell you of the horrors of the world he found himself so deeply embroiled in.

Sukuna, however, brushed off the idea. You wouldn't dare. Or would you? He was just protecting you. Why would you hold that against him?

He chose not to entertain the thought, thinking it was just you moving in your sleep. And so, he reached for you, gently placing his arms over and underneath you to pull you closer. But it hadn't even been a minute of him holding you when you started letting out these seemingly irritated noises and shortly after, you were turning your back on him.

"What –" He stopped himself when you breathed in deeply, half expecting to hear sobs if you were truly upset with him, but then, your breathing rhythm returned to normal. You were still fast asleep.

Sukuna shrugged, already feeling his temper rising at the thought that you could sleep just fine without him. The thought of it annoyed him, and that was an understatement. He decided to move closer to you then, but as soon as he did, pressing your back on his bare chest, you started squirming, a dissatisfied groan leaving your lips.

At that, he rose slightly on his elbow, taking offense. "Woman, what is your problem?" he demanded, making you lie down flat on your back, startling you. "Is something ailing you?" This time, he spoke gently, watching as you slowly blinked up at his frowning face like you haven't got a clue what he's talking about. And then you closed your eyes before favoring your left side, going back to sleep.

"You –"

"What?" you whined without facing him, annoyed that your sleep was being disturbed.

Sukuna scoffed. You've really done it this time. Nobody dared speak to him that way. "What now? You don't want me anymore? I thought you wanted –"

In one swift movement, he found himself being tackled onto the bed as you turned around and threw yourself against him, immediately finding your spot in the crook of his neck. His two left arms instinctively wrapped around you, keeping you cradled in them as you snuggled closer, planting a kiss under his collarbone as if to appease him before you were falling back asleep.

"You could have just stayed like this –"

"Shh."

Did you just shush him? And as if to punctuate it, you raised your hand, your fingers blindly yet tenderly brushing his lips and staying there.

"Wife, you are aware I have two mouths, aren't you?" he spoke against your fingers, fighting a smile.

You moved your head back to smirk at him as you threw a leg over his abdomen right where his other mouth was, your thigh preventing it from saying anything.

"There. Problem solved."

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communistellewoods · 6 months

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#we had to put one of the cats down today #he was having bladder spasms and we were managing but he had a really bad one and the vet said it would just get worse so my mom decided #he was a stinker who would come up for cuddles and then bite you #he especially liked biting noses #but he also had the biggest fluffiest tail like i’m talking wingspan of four inches on his tail #and he liked to go outside on a lead and explore the garden and backyard #and he had partial heterochromia #his eyes were gold but one half of his left eye was this deep amber colour #he would stick his arms up to be picked up #when he was little he used to ride around draped over shoulders but he got too big but he still wanted to do he would just hold on and #snuggle there #he used to purr really loudly when he was a kitten. like you could hear him down the hall through closed doors #he was really special and i’ll really miss him #eve.txt

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augustinewrites · 5 months

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“do you not love me anymore?”

satoru’s (self-proclaimed) adorable pout is rendered ineffective when you refuse to look up from your work, typing away on your computer as his world absolutely crumbles.

“are you a worm?” you ask, wholly uninterested in his theatrics.

“no.”

“then of course i still love you.”

“then what the heck is this?!”

sighing, you finally lift your gaze to see your wallet open and laid out in front of you. “that’s what this is about?”

“you took my favourite picture of us out for megumi’s school photo!”

“that was not your favourite picture of us,” you argue. “you keep that in a locked folder on your phone.”

(it’s your fault that he thinks of that photo now, having to utilise mental skills he’d learned during unnecessarily sexy sparring lessons in high school to will away the beginning of stiffness in his pants)

“that’s not the point,” he says calmly, tapping a finger over megumi’s glaring face. “the point is that i’m losing top-billing in my girlfriend’s wallet to a snot-nosed brat with a crush.”

“really? you’re competing with a seven year old?”

“it’s not competing if i’m losing!”

“it’s puppy love, satoru,” you laugh, closing your wallet before he can see that his card is inside. “i don’t think he’s ever had someone - that wasn’t his sister - fussing over him.”

“no, he definitely has a crush on you,” your boyfriend insist, draping himself over your lap quite dramatically. “can we still disown him if the adoption papers haven’t gone through yet?”

“no one is disowning anyone,” you tell him, gently pushing back his bangs to plant a kiss on his forehead. “you’ll just have to learn to live with the competition.”

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you’re halfway through the show you’re watching when the front door swings open and satoru tumbles inside. “honey, i’m home! nanami almost killed me at the gym.”

“hey, there’s lunch in the fridge,” you call, eyes glued to the television.

satoru, predictably, is unsatisfied with this. he grabs the mug that you’re holding and sets it on the coffee table, wrapping you in a sweaty hug and peppering your face with kisses.

“let me love you!” he whines, his hair tickling your nose as he nuzzle his face into your neck.

“you can love me after you take a shower, cause you stink.” your tone is stern, but you can’t seem to fight the smile that grows on your face as he hugs you tighter.

“this is all for your benefit,” he argues, finally releasing you just to pull the hem of his shirt up. you try to smother the heat rising to your face, but satoru notices, a self satisfied smirk on his lips as he pats his abs. “i’m letting nanami kill me at the gym for you.”

“you’re such a slut,” you mutter, wriggling out of his grasp and over to the opposite end of the couch. satoru relents, staying on his end as he recounts his (apparently) near-death experience at the gym.

it’s a few moments later when megumi saunters into the living room.

“megumi! come sit with me!”

the boy’s nose immediately wrinkles. “you stink.”

his full-force pout returns. “i do not!”

“do too.”

“do not—”

“do too,” megumi scoffs, plopping down next to you and resting his head against your arm.

“so you’re gonna let him snuggle with you but not me? i’m tired and sore and—”

“and sweaty,” you finish. “go take a shower.”

he glances down at the kid glued to your side, brows raised as he mouths, crush.

you roll your eyes, thinking it wise to not engage in any banter in front of megumi.

(but as your attention returns to the tv, what you don’t see is megumi’s own little smirk, directed right at satoru.

like father, like son.)

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #keeping up with the fushigojos

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adelheidvonschicksal · 4 months

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The Love and Deepspace Boys Trying to Get You to Sleep ⋆｡°✩

Tags: Fluff, teasing, needy boys, mild sexual content, gender neutral reader (I had to re-write so please let me know if I messed up.)

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Xavier is surprisingly softer than you expected when you first met him on your mission together. He’s an incredibly powerful hunter but possesses a quiet and gentle, almost oblivious, aura when navigating everyday life, like a ghost floating through the space he takes up. It should also be understood that this very nature of his makes him affectionate, so much so, that he won’t unwrap his arms around your waist and stop pressing his head to your shoulder as you sit at the kitchen bar, typing on your laptop.

“Are you planning on staying up later than the stars?” he mumbles.

There’s a gentle yawn against your skin from the sluggish man, highlighting just how long he’s been trying to coax you into going to bed.

“I wanted to finish this report for work.”

“The report will be there tomorrow,” he says. You swat away his hand that reaches for the power button on the laptop causing him to pout. He grumbles. “You should go to bed. Otherwise, I can’t sleep.”

Smiling to yourself, you decide to tease him. “Oh, so you’re really trying to get me to go to bed for your own benefit?”

“Well, you can’t very well expect me to do it by myself anymore.” Xavier nuzzles his head into the slope of your neck, cuddling you. “It’s your responsibility since you ruined my sleeping habits.”

“Ruined?”

“Ramshackled,” he repeats quietly, causing you to giggle. With an airy sigh, he presses his weight into you more. “How do you expect me to sleep when I can’t hold you?”

Defeated, you save your work and close the laptop. You swivel in your chair, enough to meet his eye, and cup a hand to his cheek. It never stops being endearing to you how he cutely closes his eyes and angles his head to snuggle your palm.

“Alright, alright, you don’t have to beg.”

His eyes flutter open, and the smile on his face grows as he wraps his fingers around yours. Carefully, he pulls on your hand to bring it up enough to begin to lace your wrist with affectionate kisses, tracing your pulse.

“I thought you enjoyed my begging.”

“That’s different.”

“It isn’t,” Xavier mutters into your skin, pressing another light kiss.

“It is.”

“So, you're resolute about that position?” he questions “innocently”. There’s something mischievous about the glint in those arctic eyes, which makes your face warm. You find yourself breaking eye contact, or else you’d lose it.

“Yes.”

Xavier chuckles then begins to lead his kisses down your arm. “In that case, care to explain the difference in detail, love?”

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“Sleep.”

“But—”

“Sleep.”

Zayne narrows his eyes at you from his side of the bed. You can’t blame him for being a little annoyed right now but the movie you put on to fall asleep was much better than you expected; and instead of falling asleep, you were more awake than ever at a very late one in the morning.

“I’m almost done with the movie,” you tell him, hoping he’ll cut you a little slack this one time.

“Everyone dies at the end of their own stupidity,” he bluntly states and grabs the remote. The television turns off with an overly loud click, and you pout. “Now, sleep.”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you huff. “You’re the worst.”

“I’m fine with that title if it gets you to rest,” he explains with a smooth yawn. “Poor sleep habits lead to bad decision-making later. You’re more likely to develop high blood pressure, and with your heart in particular—”

“I get it. I get it,” you say, wanting to be spared the lecture. Zayne is a good person and a better doctor, but you wish he didn’t worry about you so much just because you might have a little big heart problem. Sighing, you squiggle onto your back and pull the sheets up to your collar, kicking them a little childishly in the process (totally not to let him know that you were not pleased with his spoiling). “I hope you’re proud of yourself.”

“Very.”

Zayne turns over onto his side, away from you, and you frown at the loneliness. Softly, you poke him in the back, once, then twice then a third time before you finally get a hum in response.

“Am I really not getting a good night kiss?”

“Do you need one to sleep?” he asks, his voice deeper from the lack of sleep, urging you to convince him to kiss you even more.

“Duh,” you explain. Slowly, he turns back over to look at you, propping himself up on one arm with a look that says “Is that so” as you continue to ramble. It makes you a little flustered when he watches you so intently. He’s always had this silent dominance that makes you obedient, but you could get what you want from him just as easily with the exact opposite strategy. Cutely, you puff your bottom lip out at him. “There has to be some health benefit to it. Kissing makes people all happy. Happy is good, right?”

It takes a second for him to take in what you say, those smokey eyes closing in on you with thought before he climbs over you. He places both hands at your sides and quickly boxes in your upper thighs with his knees.

“You’re thinking of dopamine,” he says.

“Huh?”

“That makes you “all happy”,” he explains and presses a deep kiss to your lips, leaving you thoughtless and breathless all at once. He moves to your jaw, and you begin to squirm from the pressure of his impassioned lips.

“And Serotonin.”

Another kiss, lower.

“Oxytocin.”

He’s at your shoulder when he starts to nip your skin, and one of his hands moves to ski up the back of your thigh.

“Reduced cortisol.”

Flustered, you grip his arms.

“Zayne, stop, it tickles,” you whine, but it’s the last thing you actually want as he readjusts his position and hovers above you.

His usually neat hair is messier and his breathing a little heavier judging by how his chest laboriously rises and falls. Groaning, you bite your bottom lip as he knowingly leans in and whispers,

“You need it to help you sleep, isn’t that what you said?”

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“Why don’t you just say you don’t love me anymore?”

You look up from your phone screen at the sudden accusation. You’re resting on the couch, your back propped up by the armrest and legs splayed out on the other cushion while Rafayel looks down at you with crossed arms and a less-than-pleased scowl on his face. You’re entirely confused as to what you could’ve done to make him think something like that.

“Huh?”

“You’ve been playing video games for what—the last two hours?” he says, uncrossing his arms to grab your phone. It’s too late to warn him as he glances at the screen, clicking a few times. “What are you playing anyway? An…otome? Sheesh, go ahead and say you want me gone. Come on, tell me you actually hate me.”

Holding in your smile, you shake your head and affectionately roll your eyes. It takes an enormous amount of effort to not laugh as he continues to rant. “So, it’s one of those things. I thought I was actually in trouble.”

And by those things, you mean his dramatics.

“Hush, my complaints are perfectly legitimate,” he demands as he pushes your legs aside and sits on the couch. Leaning over, he flashes the screen at you to show the evidence he has that you’re completely unfair, unfaithful, and downright mean. “What’s this game giving you that I’m not? Are my dashing good looks and even better personality not enough? Is that it?”

Gently, you take the phone from his hand and set it down on the end table. “You’re plenty, perfect even.”

He scoffs and refuses to look at you. “Apparently not. Don’t you ever think about anyone else? What if I want to cuddle with you one day but you’re too busy to notice because you’re playing silly games?”

Ah, there it is. His real want. You never know why he can never just come out and say it.

“Rafayel, do you want me to come to bed and cuddle with you?”

“Want is a strong word,” he remarks but you can see his resolve (can you call it that when he planned to give in all along?) crumbling as he slowly turns back to meet your gaze, “but I wouldn’t be opposed to it. Not that you deserve it or care.”

Humming, you sit up, wrap your arms around his shoulders, and pull him down onto you. Lovingly, you snuggle him, stopping to only take in how red his neck and ears start to get when you squeeze him and start to stroke through his hair. You’re not sure if Lumerians can blow happy bubbles like he claims, but he definitely hums and relaxes his entire body weight to lay on top of you like he wants to sink into your skin.

Teasingly, you coo at him. “You’re so needy.”

“I’d rather say you humans aren’t needy enough,” he fires back as he wraps an arm around your waist and kisses the corner of your lips. “Ah, the sweet taste of victory.”

Giving out a gentle and short laugh, you lightly tap his back. “Go to sleep.”

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#zayne x reader #xavier x reader #rafayel x reader #love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace fluff #love and deepspace smut #adelssmut #notsfw

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tender-rosiey · 10 months

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“A BIT GENTLER, PLEASE?”

— gojo, nanami, geto, and sukuna feeling their baby kick (f!reader)

GOJO SATORU:

satoru was always all over you, one clingy and affectionate husband.

truthfully, while you would like to say that he is annoying and is making you regret ever getting pregnant, you have to admit that he makes being pregnant a lot easier to endure. his light-hearted way of speaking puts you at easy somehow.

he also made it very obvious that he is excited for the baby, maybe even more than you’re. one of the many ways he shows his enthusiasm is through buying baby clothes and baby equipment and I mean a shit ton of them.

that’s why you’re not surprised when he enters the house with yet another batch of baby clothes, “wifey, I am home!”

you get up and waddle your way to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “what did you get this time?”

“I thought you would never ask,” he smirks before pulling out each and every one of the outfits he got.

you’re sat on the couch with a cup of your favorite warm drink as you listen to his rambles, “first off, I got this really cute blue dress! call it a dad’s instinct but I think she will have my gorgeous eyes,” he grins.

you nod absentmindedly as he continues, “second, I got this yellow jump suit? overalls? dungarees?” he switches his accent in the end and you roll your eyes. he resumes, “eh, I don’t care, but it’s pretty so who cares?”

he puts the clothes aside before kneeling in front you, hand resting on your stomaxh, “right, baby?” he coos, “daddy’s going to get you all the pretty outfits you want!”

you’re about to drift to sleep while your husband busies himself with the baby, but you’re quickly brought back to consciousness when you feel her kick against your stomach.

your husband’s gasp quickly follows after before he presses his ear to your stomach, “can you do that again for me, pretty?”

his other hand moves to hold your own and he guides your hand to his hair, “somehow, this is making me realize just how close she is to finally join us, right, wifey?”

“right, ‘toru,” you smile softly and he quickly starts peppering your face with kisses, murmuring about how his pretty wife is simply irresistible.

NANAMI KENTO:

whenever someone asks you about kento, you can’t find the words to stress just how much of a sweetheart he is. he was always a caring and attentive man.

yet, somehow it amplified after your pregnancy: he helps you rest as much as he can, cooks for you, and gets you all the snacks you would like.

you also remember the first time you told him that your feet hurt, and he ended up massaging it for you. you cried that day.

in summary, he never left you in need of anything, like right now for example.

“y/n, would you like anything else?”

a dopey smile is plastered on your face as you relax further in the cushions, feet propped up on the pillow your sweetheart of a husband got.

he places your favorite snacks right by your side. you cup his face and press a lingering kiss on his cheek, “no, thank you, kento.”

he nods and takes a seat beside you. he takes your hand into his and starts rubbing your hand, “we should start preparing the baby’s room,” he murmurs softly.

you nod, head resting on his shoulder, “you’re right. we need to welcome our little princess well.”

he chuckles and his hand moves to rest on your stomach, “I assembled the crib already so that’s something to be proud of.”

nanami’s arm is wrapped around your shoulder and you snuggle closer into his chest, giggling, “my strong, independent, and reliable husband,” you sigh happily, “whatever will I do without you?”

he half-heartedly rolls his eyes, “flattery is getting you nowhere.”

“but it does!” you laugh and he lightly tickles you. your hand rests on your stomach, alongside his. you smirk, “what do you think, baby? is mommy right?”

to your absolute delight, the little girl kicks against your womb making you squeal and instantly look at your husband, “kento, did you feel that?!”

“…yeah,” his face is one of awe. she kicks once again and nanami can’t help but press a kiss to your stomach, “looks like she is a strong, healthy baby.”

“just like her dad,” you chuckle but stop to think about it for a moment before concern over takes your face.

nanami’s gaze quickly snaps to you, “what’s wrong?”

“if she will be as strong as you then god help my uterus.”

GETO SUGURU:

geto gets a little busy at times, but he does do his best to make time for you.

in addition to that, nanako and mimiko love hanging out with you so it kind of puts him at ease, knowing that you’re accompanied by someone.

today, he was doing some of his usual works in the establishment? shrine? eh whatever.

no fiber of his being expected the girls to burst into the room, grins filling their faces, as they urgently call him, “geto-sama! you have to see what just happened!”

with no hesitation, he abandons the followers and quickly follows the girls. he asks them, voice laced with concern, “is y/n okay? did something happen?”

the girls giggle as they finally near your room. mimiko speak up, “she is okay! but something important really did happen!”

somehow, it sends geto more into panic, because just what happened and why is it so important to the point they had to call him?

after a while, they are finally there, and geto wastes no time in sitting by your side, hands and eyes inspecting your body for an injury.

you giggle, “’calm down, suguru,” you take his hand and guide it to your stomach, “can you feel it?”

“feel it? what do you mean—“ he pauses upon the little kick against his palm. he smiles, actually grins, quietly before looking you in the eyes.

you nod with a smile of your own, while he leans down to kiss your stomach then your hand.

he rests his head against your stomach, “how are you, little buddy?”

geto chuckles softly, “better not cause trouble for your pretty mom,” his eyes lock with yours, “I hate to see her in pain or discomfort.”

you roll your eyes before patting your husband’s head, “you’re quite the charmer, aren’t you?”

“I would rather only charm you, y’know,” he chuckles.

the both of you completely forget about the pair of girls standing at the door way, each snapping a bunch of photos of the moment in front you.

nanako snickers a little before teasing, “that line was a bit cheesy, no?”

he quirks an eyebrow at them and they quickly flee away. with a soft sigh and a gentle chuckle, he goes back to admiring you, hand rubbing circles on your stomach.

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

it’s safe to say that sukuna was surprised with the news of your pregnancy, but he came to terms with it quicker than you expected.

he just had to sit with himself a bit and understand that the ‘brat’ in you was his ‘brat’ as well.

he also found himself staring at your stomach longer than he would like. he started to really think about how life will go on from this point onwards.

he is a feared man, the king of curses, with no weaknesses to ever exploit.

that is until you came into his life. he grew fond of you and the rest is history. right now, though, you’re carrying his child.

after a long day, he finally enters your chambers and finds you fast asleep.

he guesses that carrying a child of his own must be more exhausting than that of a normal man. his feet take him to you and his figure towers over your sleeping form.

he watches your expression contort ever so slightly as you stir, perhaps in seek of your comfort.

he sits by your side and his hand traces your every feature, nails slightly grazing you but never hurting you. finally, it reaches your stomach and he frowns lightly.

he sighs, “just what the hell am I going to do with you?”

he feels a light kick against his palm.

his eyes widen at the movement and his hand involuntary presses against your stomach once more, wanting to feel the kick once again. he narrows his eyes, “what? you think that light kick is fit for the kid of the king of curses?”

as if understanding what he said, the baby delivers one rough and tough kick to your abdomen. you wince and whine at the pain, “sukuna, don’t be mean to the baby…”

“I am not trying to, woman,” he grumbles, “that kid is just short-tempered.”

sukuna is sporting quite the frown but it doesn’t stop his hand from massaging your stomach and you hum in content before sassing him, “oh wow, I wonder where did he get that from.”

you squeak as you feel a pinch to your side. you glare at sukuna who glares at you back before replying, “he got it from one stubborn woman who happens to be mine.”

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"Ah, yes. Me, my beloved Prefect and my lookalike tsum from another dimension."

Twst Boys and their reactions to you cuddling their tsum instead of them Headcanons

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Riddle Rosehearts

He's baffled.

There has to be a rule about this somewhere!

Yes. The Headmage said he must look after the tsum until it can get back to where it came from and he will, but this is too much.

Does this creature have no manners?!

It must know the two of you are dating. It might even have its own version of you waiting for him to return!

And yet.

Here it is, hogging all your attention as you hold it close to yourself.

You're not even facing him!

And no. He is not crossing his arms and pouting.

Cater Diamond

He thought the tsum was pretty nice at first.

He's been forced to reconsider.

Cater would love to take a picture of you with his tsum. For his eyes only so don't you worry~

You must look so cute snuggled with the plush!

And it looks like him!

It really would be adorable!

If only you weren't facing away from him, your face presumably buried in the soft tummy of his lookalike.

.......

This is not fair. You should be cuddling him! He's your boyfriend! Not that overgrown bean.

He secretly hopes the tsum falls off the bed in the middle of the night.

Leona Kingscholar

What do you mean you prefer that stupid plush??? He's right here!

Very much not happy. No matter how cute you look with his tsum in your arms.

He tries to pull the tsum out of your arms.

Tsum Leona is not letting go.

They lock eyes.

You're pretty sure they're glaring at each other.

.....

Fine. He'll let the tsum have this. He's not gonna risk an accident just because that bean is unwilling to let you go.

You're gonna have his tail on you tho.

Jack Howl

Why are you hugging his tsum like that?

Why is his tsum looking like a puppy getting affection?

He's getting second hand embarrassment.

It's not because he would like to be held like that by you. It's because....

Uh. Because...

I mean! He's a wolf! His tsum is a wolf! It should be a little more... dignified.

He's not needy like that!

And he didn't agree to this. The tsum has not business being in his space like this. Cuddling with his s/o....

He keeps looking over to you and his tsum. He's snatching that bean out of your arms at first light. They're gonna go for a run.

Floyd Leech

So this could go one of two ways:

Either he's annoyed and tries to snatch the offending plush from you, which will end up in a fight between the two.

He thinks it's hilarious and that you look cute like that.

He still wants his cuddles tho.

What's Floyd to do in this situation?

He just plops himself over you and the tsum. He's letting all of his weight crush you.

Lucky(?) for you it's only his torso crushing you.

Good luck.

Epel Felmier

He's finally allowed to have a sleepover and this happens!

You've got to be kidding him.

Please tell him this is a joke. He's glaring daggers at the tsum.

I mean.... He's a strong and independent man! He doesn't need those cuddles.

Yes. Yes he does.

He's fine!

He keeps glaring at the happy tsum in your arms.

It's mocking him.

There's no way it's not.

He tries to snatch it out of your arms, but makes the mistake of going for the head.

He gets bitten by his tsum.

Sebek Zigvolt

First Malleus-sama, now this!

This creature must be taught respect!

HOW DARE IT JUMP INTO YOUR ARMS SO SHAMELESSLY!!!!

WHO DOES IT THINK IT IS?!

A KNIGHT TO MALLEUS SHOULD NOT BEHAVE THIS WAY!

UNBELIEVABLE!

Sebek gets into a one-sided screaming match with his tsum.

By the end of it he's almost in tears. How dare this glorified plush bean steal your affections away from him!

Tsum Sebek ignores all of this. It is far too preoccupied with enjoying your pets and hugs.

You attempt to console Sebek by promising it's only for tonight.

He does not look consoled.

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