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#before all my hcs are knocked over the head lmao
krokusrambles · 11 months
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Pain Remains - RenHeng
The face behind the silhouette In this world I made to be infinite But within the expanse, I finally see A world without you isn't meant for me - Pain Remains I: Dancing Like Flames - Lorna Shore
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The gravest of sins. And he had never looked back. Never questioned it, never faltered.
Even as the chains dug into his skin and the darkness of the prison engulfed him, he could not bring himself to regret. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists causing the chains to tighten around his arms. Even as he was sentenced to molt, left alone in this prison until his punishment would be enforced, he did not ask for their forgiveness. He felt regretful about the destruction he brought upon his homeland but even those words he could not utter because he knew he would do it again.
He's always known what it meant to be part of a long-lived species and to walk among short-lived species.
Yet, to see a beloved suffer and to be faced with the inevitable fate of a short-lived species was a torture he could not stand.
He had not intended to let go. He had not wished to lose control of his powers. But faced with the agonizing grief and despair over losing someone he cherished above all else had opened the gates to a destruction he had not wanted to unleash.
All he had wanted was for his beloved to remain by his side.
There was no meaning to his existence if he trod the path of life for ages without his beloved.
As he awaited his punishment in the endless darkness and the deafening silence, he could only pray that his next incarnation would not be left in the dark about his past deeds and all the worthwhile intentions he had, selfish as they were.
He wished he could spare his next incarnation the gravity of his sins, spare him from the disdain and hatred of the people he would face.
But for now, he could only hope his next incarnation would move forwards and not be bound by fragmented memories.
And that one day, he could gaze upon his beloved again.
And make up for the suffering he brought upon him in his selfish desires.
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cosmal · 1 year
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you said hurt/comfort? maybe reader always gave to much of themselves in relationships (like they buy a lot of gifts, they’re the first one asking to hang out, stuff like that) and never had as much effort in return (w their ex partner for example idk) and when james (who’s love languages i hc are all) gives as much effort as reader does, and like buys them gift without reason, reader is just crying bc omg someone cares about me
this was really about me lmao i need comfort and very long sorry
pasta
summary no one has ever cooked you dinner before. james fixes that for you.
content james potter x fem!reader
note this req is literally from nov but i wrote it like two months agar and never posted im so sorry. also combined with this! request.
James bursts through your door with a mouthful of apologies already on his tongue.
"Sorry, I tried to knock but my hands were full!" he says breathlessly, holding a ridiculous amount of bags in his hands, mumbling sorry's for scaring you.
You stand at the bottom of your hallway with a hand held to your chest. "You okay? Do you need a hand?"
"Don't move a muscle," he says firmly when he reaches the kitchen bench, heaving his groceries up onto the marble with a groan. You move your hand to your lips to stifle a laugh.
"I don't want to be rude," you move to stand next to him at your kitchen island, "but what are you doing here?" You say it with a softness. He usually calls or messages you before he shows up at your flat.
"We made plans, remember," he says smiling. He kisses you on the side of your head before composing himself, starting to unpack the bags.
"I went to Morrison's and bought a bunch of stuff. Thought I'd cook you dinner." You did make plans, they were your idea. You didn’t expect him to do anything for you, you expected to maybe take him to the park for lunch or something.
"Oh," you say lightly.
You watch as he unpacks. Cloves of garlic, parsley, thickened cream, fettuccine, eggs, and pancetta. It looks like all the helpings for a carbonara. There's a Sara Lee chocolate bavarian sat to the side with frosted ice all over the cardboard that you assume is dessert. You've only been together for a few months and you're yet to have a homecooked meal together.
You're sure you've never had anyone cook you dinner before. Not without a reason or a special occasion. You worry suddenly that you've forgotten an important date.
You hum and smile along as James buzzes around the kitchen with enough energy to power a small country. You fret that you're tamping down his good mood but you're trying to remember your anniversary. And the first time you kissed. The first time you met. For a second you think you've forgotten your birthday.
He says something to you and you crack an uneven smile.
"Sweetheart?" he says again. He stops where he's got the side of his knife pressed into a head of garlic.
You blink. "Sorry, what did you say?'' You try to hide your emotion. Your voice is scratched with dread and you bite down into your lip to stay calm.
"I asked you how your day was," he repeats, setting the knife on his chopping board. He's grated half a block of cheese while you've been stuck in your head. You hope you haven't embarrassed yourself.
"Have I missed something?" you ask, voice drenched in worry. You hide your hands under the kitchen bench where you pick at your nails.
"Hmm?" he hums, eyebrows pinched together.
"You're cooking me dinner," you say, James's confusion worsens, "Is there a special reason?"
"Not really," he shrugs all blasé. This makes it worse. You don't understand.
"Then why..."
"Did you already have plans?" James worries, smile faltering. His confusion warps into something like embarrassment. "Sorry, honey, I didn't even ask."
"No, Jamie, it's not that!" you backtrack, feeling more awful than before. You just feel out of your own depth. "I've just never..."
He moves around the bench to stop where you're sitting on one of your bar stools. Your knees press into his thighs he's so close. "What's the matter?"
You grab his hands before you pick your nails raw. You think about hiding your embarrassment in his chest but decide against it. If you get too close to him you might forget bout the entire reason you're upset. You'd rather it that way but you're sure he wouldn't.
"I've never had someone cook for me," you admit quietly. You warm with a prickling heat and squirm in your rickety bar stool.
"Oh," he says, all sullen. "Well, that won't do."
You look up at him and worry you look pathetic. He cracks a smile and you're sure it's on your behalf. "What?"
"No one ever has cooked for you?" he asks. He's not rubbing in, he sounds shocked
"No," you say. You sound stupid, you're sure you look it too. You want to crawl up into a ball.
"Y/N, I know you've had boyfriends before." He knows about your past relationships and how they weren't the best. But surely they'd at least made you dinner. James overestimates them sorely.
"They never did any of this stuff for me," you sniffle. The first tear is a shock and then James is looking at you all upset and confused and the next one isn't as startling.
He wraps his arms around your back and holds you close to his chest quicker than you can reach to wipe your face. He presses slow and hot kisses into the top of your head and your tears worsen. They're sticky and thick, his cotton shirt catches the brunt of your embarrassment.
"I'm sorry," you mumble with the side of your face smooshed into his firm chest. It's too grounding and your tears don't slow like you wish they would.
"Hey, don't be," he says, smoothing a hand down your trembling back, "You deserve things."
You don't say anything, rubbing your cheek against his shirt. He tuts. "You deserve a relationship with effort, Y/N."
You hiccup. "I've never had someone care about me like you do."
James holds you so close you worry you're hurting him. He turns his head until his cheek is pressed into your hair and takes a breath. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," you say and try not to disturb where he's resting on top of you. You like it more than you should. "It's okay."
"It's not."
"It is," you sniffle and pull yourself from his hold. He lets you go though with a hesitance. "It is because now I've got you."
James finally cracks a smile. "Right," he sniffles to compose himself, "right and I'm about to make you the best carbonara of you life."
"I'm excited." You wipe the remnants of your upset from your cheeks and smile wetly.
"Good."
James sets to work. Buzzing around the kitchen after he'd plugged his phone into your sound system. Shuffling the playlist he made a week into your relationship. He sings his heart out, stirring whatever it is he's got going on in the pan.
You sit at the edge of the bench with the biggest smile on your face when he starts to serenade you. Wooden spoon held to his mouth, he sings an awful rendition of Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA. You laugh so hard you think you might be too sick to eat the pasta.
Later on that night when you're too full to move, James slides a box across the table and says, "I also got you this." With the prettiest grin you've ever seen.
You're overwhelmed with love for you to be upset. Your boyfriend is lovely and you think you might be the luckiest girlfriend on the planet.
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fuxuannie · 1 year
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Darling.
I saw you write for hsr and that you're requests are open
I was thinking blade X reader general hcs???
Please I'm begging on my knees do more blade content(⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)
* pairing : blade x gender neutral reader
* prompt : request ♡
* authors note : deep dark confession, i actually have no idea what blades personality is like n i have like a version of him made up in my head so pls if hes ooc, tell me about how he is like canonically WAHHH. (i also experimented a little with this style of writing! if you're into it, let me know!)
* brief warning : lmao its so funny that i always have this with blade.. blade is blade yes yes _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):_
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ּ ִֶָ ࣪✦ Where in BLADE seems so incredibly enamored and entertained by the General. (even if they planned to kill him, hes kinda into that though ngl)
— he likes to annoy you, you know damn well his presence alone gets you riled up. and honestly he finds it really cute lol
— even when he was already an escaping criminal, you knew that the knocks on your window late at night couldn't have been anyone else.
— "it's me again~" "get out."
— however, knowing you are the one reason he stays in luofu.. you tolerate it. you don't understand why hes so obsessed with you but if it meant keeping a criminal in control, you'll do it for your people.
— whenever he visits, its usually just one sided small talk as you're staring at him in your nightwear and sighing.
— "are you done?" "nope."
— eventually you start talking to him, cause if you can't rest might aswell do something in your restless hours.
— with each visit, you found yourself slowly opening up more and more. and he was also, quite literally getting closer to you. from only sitting on your window, to a chair, then sitting on the edge of your bed.
— you were honestly unsure on how to feel about this, because you knew the capabilities he was hiding behind that smirk. that really handsome smirk- wait what
— at some point, you were in insane denial of your feelings and wanted them gone. and so, one night you staged the ambush for when he'll visit.
— its seemingly going according to plan. the guards notice his presence within the darkness, but just as you expect him to get caught, he walks through your window at the exact time as yesterday, and the day before, and all the days before that.
— "i'm starting to think.. our fun is reaching its end." he'll say, leaning slightly out your window and looking at the groaning guards that were scattered all over the grounds of your home. each and every one were knocked out cold.
— you're trying to calm your racing heartbeat as he walks towards you, whether its fear or uh.. something else is IRRELEVANT!! he's towering over you, and you can barely utter a word out of yourself, you don't even notice that you began walking backwards, until your back meets a wall and you gasp. he slams one arm against the wall to trap you between him, a smirk on his face the entire time.
— "haaaahhh.. dontkillme." you say with a fearful tone, as he stops right infront of you and looms over you quietly. you're looking off to your right, and your heartbeat goes even faster at the sensation of his thumb finding itself on your chin, and his index finger right below your lips.
— he slowly makes you look at him, with how much time he was taking, it was almost teasingly. and the way he looked at you could've caused a HEART ATTACK. it was so full of want, like you were the most desired jewel across the galaxy, and he had you right in his fingers.
— he leans down, and you immediately stop breathing, he's so close that it's kinda scary but you're into it?? just as he's about to make contact with your lips, he chuckles to himself, pulls away and straightens himself once again. "you wanted me to kiss you, really?"
— you don't answer, but that alone speaks volumes. theres sound of chatter outside, mostly the yelling of guards, which makes blade click his tongue in annoyance.
— you're still kinda against the wall and trapped within his arms and his hand still holds onto your chin, so he pulls you surprisingly softly into a kiss, before breaking it and planting another to your forehead.
— "i hope to see you, and this time, maybe don't plan the death wishes of your guards." he says, bidding his farewell as he approaches your window. he salutes to you, blows you a kiss and disappeared into the night.
— almost as if it were staged, your guards burst into the room and immediately rush around and towards you in a defensive position, but you're not harmed nor seen with a trace of injuries or scratches across your body.
— "general? are you alright?" one of them asked, seeing you place your hands on your cheeks as clear disbelief was shining in your eyes. "i-i fear that the stelleron hunters may be here for far longer, i'll update you all if anything else happens. please leave my room, i'd like to be alone.
— once the figurative mist cleared, you walk towards your window and feel the cold breeze of midnight within your fingertips. you pull the frame to close it, before a small note falls through the cracks just as it shuts.
— it reads; "don't forget to not lock your windows.'
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l3viat8an · 11 months
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Hola Ro 🥰
This is gonna be a mouthful but...
Thinking about Human! College au! Dorm neighbor! Beel and Belphie gets like 5 seconds of this lmao
Oc he's still a big eater but imma tone it*way* down cuz he human.
This bitch is the best cook in the entire dormitory. Like there is no broke college boy here because in addition to his job he sells lunch/dinner plates. They're reasonably priced but he sells so many that his profits are pilin' up Belphie has to help pack and deliver the trays.
Just imagine you move into your new dorm and before you even unpack your first item, there's a soft knock on the door. You open it up and you're honestly surprised at how far back you have to tilt your head to see the smiling face of this ginger. You studder a bit as you greet him and he smiles back warmly. "Hey! I'm Beelzebub, but you can call me Beel. I'm a Junior here" He smiles lifting up a tray "Brought over some lasagna, thought you might enjoy it" Oh! So that's what that gigantic tray he's holding has in it! Accepting the tray with a little smile you swear it weighs like 5 pounds. "Thanks... Uh, Would you like to join me? I couldn't possibly eat this much lasagna alone" He tilts his head slightly "You don't have a dormmate?" You shake you're head in response and Beel frowns a little bit. "I bet that's pretty lonely." He shakes his head and then smiles brightly again. "Well feel free to come by our dorm any time. I'll introduce you to my roommate tomorrow"
Beel comes in and the two of you eat lasagna together on your futon with box tables like a scene from a movie and you're taken aback by how much he eats. The tray of lasagna is finished in just under half an hour and you converse for a bit, complimenting him on his culinary skills and talking about classes and schedules. Eventually, he heads back to his dorm because whatever he was cooking in the pressure cooker is done and he needs to go pack meal trays. You offer to help as a thank you for the lasagna and he accepts joking about Belphie needing his beauty sleep anyways.
This becomes a regular thing for the two of you and Belphie is honestly grateful that his naps no longer need to be cut short. And surprisingly Beel's sales go up because you bring the flavors of your culture to the little business. Eventually it grows so much that Beel can quit his job and expenses are still fully covered.
Cutting to the list part of the hcs lmao
𓆦 Beel who finds himself a bit flustered as mix and chop ingredients, occasionally lifting a little spoon to his lips for him to sample the flavor. Admiring the cute satisfied face you make when tells you the flavor is perfect.
𓆦 Beel who eventually gets bold enough to lick a little bit of batter of your cheek, chuckling as your cheeks turn pink from his actions
𓆦 Beel who buys/makes lots of cream filled treat because he loves how a little bit always spills out of the corners of your mouth when you take too big of a bite. Imagining is his cum spilling out of your mouth instead of just the cream of a pastry
𓆦 Beel who jerks off in his room at 1 in the morning because he can't stop thinking about how your small hands were wrapped around the piping bag as the two of you iced mini cakes together. Wondering what it would be like for them to be wrapped around his cock instead. Belphie eventually knocking on his room door, telling him to be quite because the walls are thin and you can probably hear him from inside your dorm.
𓆦 Belphie who visits you in your dorm asking you to please just fuck Beel already because he has to deal with Beel's horny ass all day, every day.
𓆦 Beel who takes you on a proper date before he even tries to make a move on you because he wants to be a gentleman
My fingers are dead from typing this (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡
~🍒
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Nsfw content MDNI
🍒!!!!!! I have no words oh fuckkkkk-
𓆦 Very silly first thing but Beel who has a poster of Garfield eating lasagna in his kitchen :))
𓆦 Beel who during your date (if you went out for a change) sends a quick texts to Belphie telling him to get out so he can get laid-
𓆦 Beel who is the perfect gentleman throughout your whole date!!! Even asking before he kisses you because he doesn’t want to move too fast…
𓆦 Beel who can’t and won’t stop kissing you after that. The sweet softness fades away into hungry, biting kisses, as he nips at you bottom lip hoping to slip his tongue into your mouth. Only ever braking the kiss long enough to mumble about how good you taste~
𓆦 Beel who tries so hard not to just rail you into next week- he really wants to be gentle and slow…make it feel special for your first time with him…but when you whine and moan like that he can’t help it. Folding you practically in half on the bed and just stuffing you full~
𓆦 Beel who can’t stop telling you how well you’re taking him, how good you feel around his cock…how it’s so much better then he’s imagined and oh fuck- don’t squeeze him like that….he doesn’t want to cum too soon!-
𓆦 Beel who covers your tummy in his cum cuz he’s worried about cumming inside on ‘the first date’ :((
𓆦 Beel who still, after all that, wants to eat you out and have you cum on his tongue…..please? He knows you’re sensitive but it’ll feel good!! He promises!! He would have done it first but he couldn’t wait to feel you around his cock-
𓆦 Beel who carries you into the bathroom to wash the cum off, before taking you back to bed (dressed only in one of his huge t-shirts)
𓃾 Belphie who sneaks in as quietly as he can’t at like 3am….but can’t help peaking into Beel’s room. Seeing your body wrapped around Beel’s, “Good date?” both you and Beel open one eye and whisper back in unison, “Great date..”
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nian-7 · 1 month
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Haiiii !! may i request seperat pjsk boys x reader hc with a reader that REALLY likes to tease them with like jumpscaring them or smacking their ass or smth..?? i do that with my friends alot and I wonder how they would react sometimes lmao anyway have a nice day !!
hi!! hope you enjoy, anon!!
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Akito, Toya, Tsukasa, Rui x gn!reader
✧teasing/scaring them
✧mostly crack & fluffy, ass smacking as a joke/playfully!
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-Whips his head around when you jokingly smack his ass. Akito's about ready to tell someone off for doing that before he sees you with a big grin on your face, and all he can do is sigh at your childishness...
-Your teasing always gets to him. He tries his best to hide it but he can't help but feel embarrassed whenever you tease him for whatever reason. Whether it be as simple as teasing him for getting scared over something simple or just because he's too cute not to tease!
-He always acts so annoyed by your teasing and tells you to knock it off because it's so stupid but he actually finds himself enjoying that sort of attention from you. Oddly enough.. But he'll never tell you that.
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-You can visibly see him flinch when he feels you smack his ass. Toya isn't sure how to feel when you do it randomly and probably tells you not to do that in public.
-Teasing doesn't have much of an effect on him. Rather, he feels like you're being endearing when you tell him how cute he is or tease him about being a pretty boy. He takes it all as a compliment usually.
-Besides that, teasing isn't something he's against especially if you're going to tell him such nice things! You think he's cute? That's so sweet of you to say!
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-Genuinely almost yells out when you smack his ass. He makes more of a scene with his sudden scream than you did with the smack. It's a little embarrassing when a bunch of people all turn to look at you both because of the scream...
-It's a 50/50 for teasing Tsukasa. Sometimes your teasing really gets to him and you'll see a flustered Tsukasa for a change but other times he takes it as a compliment, declaring that of course he's cute!
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-Rui visibly flinches like Toya when you smack his ass. Very uncalled for you know! You should warn him before you do something like that. Besides that, he also doesn't really prefer you to do it in public.
-Teasing him results with him teasing back though. You're making the situation playful so he's going to shoot back his own playful remarks at you!
-It's rare to see him flustered by teasing. You'd have to really catch him off guard for it to have an effect on him otherwise he'll simply give you that fox like smile as he shoots back a playful tease.
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lightseoul · 1 year
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hi zee!! not a hc but what do you think bkg would do if he had a s.o. that spoke a diff language? like obv they speak english too but they can also speak another (or multiple other) languages! I SO picture him trying to learn abt the culture and language ahhh!!!
oh he MOST DEFINITELY will go above and beyond in trying to learn about your culture and language! and he does so all the while denying he's doing it for you lmao
it's both of your day-off and you can't help but be bummed at how busy bakugou seems to be—shoulders hunched over his work desk in his office room. he invited you over but why does it seem like he can't care less about you being here?
walking up to him quite defeated, you peer over his shoulder only to find him using Anki flashcards to memorize your language's vocab PLEASE and he doesn't immediately notice you standing there because he has his earphones in but when he does, he startles and immediately shuts his laptop closed.
"the fuck are you doing snooping around, dumbass?!"
you're so elated over your recent discovery that you can't feign hurt or engage in banter. "you're studying [insert language/s here]?"
bakugou merely glares at you in response, though it has no bite to it. a few seconds of a stare-off pass before he finally sighs in defeat.
"what about it," he growls, as he turns his back away from you on his swiveling chair. you know better than to make bakugou feel embarrassed for too long—it almost always ends up in the bedroom where he regains control. you like that too, but for now, you want to keep talking.
opting to loop your arms around him instead, you let your forehead fall on his muscled shoulder. at that, he knocks your head gently with his.
"just wanted to expand my vocabulary," he grumbles.
"uh huh," you respond, clearly unconvinced.
"i'm serious!" he exclaims, sitting up to glare at you and shaking off your grasp.
straightening up, you grin despite yourself. "i believe you!"
he locks eyes with you for a few more seconds before he looks away, sighing. "fine. sue me for wanting to better understand my girlfriend—"
you don't let him finish, engulfing him in the best hug you can manage in this position.
he chuckles, voice low and riddled with affection. "[in your language] dumbass."
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Some (scary, Huge) fake peppi sketches i managed to get out recently
Ramblings under the cut heehee
Wanted to emphasize his HUGE and Hulking body. Hes got Similar movesets to the ingame fake peppino, but theyre fundamentally very Peppino-esque; he is strength and speed based just like Peppino instead of being (primarily) unpredictable and speedy. Thinking of the grab still being one handed but its more like him grabbing Peppinos shirt/body, and immediately chucking him against the wall (similar to peppinos two-armed grab)
The shouldercheck that Peppino does is mimicked with Fake Peppino using his hand as a mace/heavy weighted head weapon.
Runs up the wall on all fours instead of the regular run he does ingame (similar to Peppino using his hands to help with wall climbing)
He is INCREDIBLY loud and shrill during this fight; his voice echoes over itself and its very fast and unintelligible. Hes got very loud and nervous laughter bubbling up alongside the shrill screaming so its just NOT a fun time for Peppino at all.
He is normally very docile, but bc of some hcs I have wrt to him and pizzahead (and the tower overall), he is EXTREMELY stressed out and out of control when Peppino goes through his boss gate. Once he gets his ass handed to him AND he exhausts himself w the chase sequence, Fake Peppino is calmed down enough to think rationally again. And he has decided that Fighting Sucks and he would much rather just keep making pizzas lmao
(yoinking this from discord bc i do Not want to paraphrase lmao)
[I make my peppino SO hulking despite being short so i wanted to convey that same kind of Hugeness but like, if he had the extra height to go along w it Like peppino throws his weight around so i wanted fake peppino to do the same; hes very fast but also incredibly destructive and brutish]
[Im trying to find the best way to put it but like. In the same way getting angry gets u worked up and ur face gets hot and ur heart starts pumpin, the same thing will happen to fake peppino, only it translates into his body starting to bubble up and boil. Which looks AWFUL and it FEELS awful and it further aggravates him when hes burning up and falling apart So he will escalate very fast and essentially go blind w rage until he either passes out or gets knocked out]
[I want him to be a somewhat close parallel to peppino; act first think later. Everything makes him emotional and just like peppino, it will build up out of control very fast, and make him blow up in anger before he can think of a better way to handle it]
[ALSO wrt to fake peppino fighting i want the direction to be less ‘oh that is a weird freaking thing’ and more like ‘that a scary huge monster what the fuck IS that’ Like he makes the ground shake in his own pizzeria when hes chasing after peppino like hes throwing his weight around in such a way that makes him feel like the tank from left 4 dead. Big mans. Charges after peppino, misses; and where peppino would just bonk the wall, fake peppino makes a crater in the wall before shaking off the debris]
[hes not really throwing temper tantrums hes like. JUST as emotional and unable to ‘mask’ as peppino is but he does not have the 40+ years that peppino had to at least have the awareness to be ‘im destroying my own home’]
[I feel like. He is just as fast and strong as peppino, the difference being that peppino has Self Restraint, even if its not Alot And body limitations like breaking limbs n such, but fake peppino does not have that hindrance]
[He and peppino arent like emotionally unstable they are just incredibly volatile when under immense stress. Like most people!! Peppino is just under maximum stress 24/7 and fake peppi is a brand spankin new peppino that finds everything raw and stressful
(From a tagentially related convo)
[hes got a weirdass hobbled together nervous system (since u always see those nervous system diagrams laid out w a floating brain lol)
Its very human like but also inconsistent in some places ie he can feel pain but not All the time. The human body is very VERY complex and theres so many things working together to make shit happen. A nervous system but no bones to help hold it up and send it through the body; its floating in doughy goop ALL the time. His skin isnt Real skin so it doesnt have the same kind of like. Setup to easily receive pain and touch overall. Stretching his body out makes it hard to actually access the nerves so hes often unaware of Pain. But he can Feel things happen. I dunno]
[(responding to the idea of Fake Peppino getting hit with something blunt vs getting impaled or stabbed and grazing his nervous system)
[YES its like literally hitting a raw exposed nerve. The same pain youd get from a fucked up tooth i think however, if u managed to do that his instinct to protect himself would go haywire and hed literally try to maim you or die trying. He has no built in shock response to extreme pain like a normal human does]
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queenofallimagines · 4 months
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Hiya, I just read your Lucifer with a devotee ask and I was wondering if you could do the same with Leviathan or Diavolo from Obey Me?
Absolutely beloved! I am not sure how TF I didn’t see this?? (Writing really long Fics is actually so much work)
Leviathan:
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- shook
- Literally at a loss
-Thinks you’re joking
- He will notice you, but def won’t notice that YOU are his Henry
- Probably will be like “you’re def not as good at them”
- And gushes about his Henry, and you’re just like 🤨📸
- All the brothers are surprised you follow him and look out for him so easily
- During the TSL arc the only time you’ve ever feared him was then
- after that you flat out don’t talk to him
- Avoid him
- He feels bad but not really bc “why would he feel bad about hurting a normie’s feelings”
- Your pact mark glows then too because I think if you were his devotee he would give you a pact easily after working with you for a while
- Levi was too upset to notice the searing pain in his chest when he attacked you
- Or how cold he felt right after
- Mammon nursing your sprained wrist, and you’re barely listening to him
- Well end up making you spill the beans, and he is FLOORED that you have a pact w Levi bc uh hello?? He’s your FIRST MAN??
- He will keep this a secret but the way more protective of you
- The house is low-key really awkward because of y'all too
- mammon giving Levi the stink eye
- Levi upset he’s feeling so many hurt feelings because he still don’t get y'all two are connected
- Gets REALLY depressed when his most beloved Henry isn’t picking up
- Like he can’t even feel your presence??
- Will barge into your room back in the human realm and move all the shit in your alter around wondering WTF is going on
- Maybe you’re at work or something, weird he didn’t know but okay
- Tries three more times, and you’re not there
- Worried something happened to you
- Gets super upset and Lucifer is like bro wtf is you sniffling for??
- dinner is wild bc when is the HOL not like a soap opera 😭
- Asmo is like the human you made a pact with??
- Asking Lucifer to check and see if your dead because he can only mildly feel your presence, but you’re not talking to him
- Mammon is uncharacteristically quiet
- He’s side eyeing the light blue mark glowing under the table (I HC that his would be in a place that’s always covered like right below your hipbone or like lower back and not more visible the other brothers marks)
- And then looking at you like “are you good?”
- Levi still babbling on about his Henry, and he’s upset they aren’t here
- Mammon is your protector, and he’s gonna stand on business about you EVERY time
- Also he can’t help not saying some slick shit 💀
- “Maybe if ya didn’t try to kill them your ‘precious’ Henry would want to talk to you
- Levi windows blue screen resetting Rn
- Satan messy bitch number 2 just hums and is like “I had my suspicions, but I wasn’t completely sure you were one of his followers”
- Asmo is gushing about how cute this is
- And ofc Levi is too awkward and anxious to even look you in the eye
- Dinner is still awkward but goes by smoother than before
- You go to your room to mind your business as you do, and you hear this timid ass knock on the door
- Like nobody in this house knocks that MF soft Levi IK it’s you
- Shuffles into your room w his head down and starts fumbling over his worlds
-“ you could have told me it was you…”
- “Didn’t think I had to. I never thought you would hurt me….”
- Shaking in his boots as he rambles out an apology and starts spiraling honestly
- You can barely hear him talking low as hell
- “Gah! And then I was bragging to you about YOU… How embarrassing!”
- You let him know you forgive him by teasing him
- “…….so….your so-called Henry was your most favorite?”
- He’s literally fighting for his life MC, please spare him
- Will act like hot shit lmao
- Monopolizing all your time too, like the other 6 bothers are exhausted
- Can’t even work towards getting belphie out of the attic because he’s always taking up your time
- “Sorry I’m borrowing them because we’re going top secret ritual stuff”
- “You are literally just going to play the new Ruri-Chan game”
- “OKAY AND???”
- Asmo sitting back and watching the chaos bc he knows y'all getting down and nasty on the regular
- “Someone go tell them to relax I can hear thumping because they’ve been gaming all morning”
- And he’s blowing your back out and realigning your chakras
- Like you can only cover up the scratch marks and hickeys with his clothes for so long
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sejmisland · 10 months
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prev anon here again!! here's my request (i hope it's okay to mix fandoms?) :}
could you write something involving hux, wheatley, and glados "comforting" (in big quotation marks) the reader who's having a bad bout of the monthly cramps? like, so bad they literally can't walk without crying lmao. i'd love if the reader was already in an established relationship with the bot(s) but you can make it non-romantic if you want!
absolutely, dear. more than okay to mix fandoms <3. i decided to do hcs and small drabbles for all 3. im so sorry this took so long im actually having bad cramps rn. thank you for the request! i had a lot of fun writing this.
established relations with reader below, gender neutral, no pronouns used (afab anatomy).
hux / the singularity. - he is terrible at emotional comfort due to his logical approach, but he tries! its only through words mostly but as time goes on, he gets forms of "treatment" (heating pads, medicine). - it first started when you walked, pain so blinding that you felt tears come to your eyes. he noticed this immediately. - "what is the matter?" he'd ask and you try to explain it to him. you explain that it was monthly cramps as you felt like doubling over. - he simply picks you up with his claw and rests you on a nearby couch.
"growth hurts," he mused as he remained in front of you resting on the couch. his entire body jolted, head ticking to the side with rough movement. he lifted a mechanical leg to rest it on the couch next to your seated position. he hoisted himself up and spun quickly, sitting himself down alongside you. "it often does." you lifted your eyes to him, leaning aside to rest your head against his fleshy, pulsating arm. you closed your eyes, allowing the tears in your eyes to trail down your face. your chest heaved with each quiet sniffle and sob of agony as your stomach sent another wave of contraction. "quit blabbering," you pressed your teeth into your tongue. "it will not help." you opened up your eyes to turn your head up to him. "i know, i'm sorry. it-" you choked on a small whimper. "it just hurts, hux." your voice cracked as you whispered up to him, tears obscuring your vision. the only clear thing were his glowing, red eyes as he stared down at you for what seemed like an eternity. "it will all be over soon. do not fret, my worm."
wheatley.
- he cant provide much, but if you like hearing him babble to help distract. - he noticed tears in your eyes as you twisted in your chair in an uncomfortable, painful way. - VERY concerned. he noticed your pain right away! he's scared, almost terrified of seeing you in pain. - "are you okay?! hey, what's wrong? y-you dont need to cry, you know!" and when you explain to him..
"oh, OH! wait, you- oh! hold on, it's okay, oh, please don't cry. don't cry!" wheatley stammered, beginning to tick his ocean blue eye all over the room, as if he was searching for something. "umm, what to do... what to do- i've never done this before. at least, i don't think so-" "wheatley," you rasped out quietly through the mounting pain, smiling as he talked himself through the situation. you glanced up to the sky blue eye that was now dilated, shaking as it focused on you. "shhh, shh, its okay! give me one second! you'll love this." you couldn't help but silently chuckle as you watched the small robot steer himself on the rail with the occasional spark letting loose from his eye plates. "you'll... you'll need to catch me." he gave no further warning; he ejected himself from his rail with an incoherent blabber, crashing into your arms. the force was enough to knock your limbs back, making him slam into your already hurting abdomen. you let out a pained yelp and he returned it with one of his own. "sorry, sorry! j-just a mishap! didn't expect that-" you looked down at him, cradling him into your arms. "butterfingers, ha!"
glados.
- much like hux, she is terrible at comfort. she seems cruel but this is in her tone of voice. her comfort? observation. - she didnt notice it at first. so when she saw you walking, tears streaming down your face and mouth screwed in a grimace, she was confused. she thought you were injured. - "what is going on? what happened?" she does sound concerned with a hint of confusion. "what have you gotten yourself into now?" you explain that you're not *injured* but simply in pain from your monthly. - an awkward silence afterward. it doesnt last long.
"your resilience is commendable, but unnecessary." her monotone voice rang out as the yellow pupil stared down at your agonized form. "do not move." all of the panels surrounding the room shift in wave like motions, almost masking a hissing noise from around you. you turned your head from side to side to see glass panels rising up, entrapping you in a transparent cell. she looked on as you panicked, nearly falling against one of the glass panel walls. when you looked back to her, vision blurry from the tears still pooling in your eyes, she swayed aside as if she was monitoring your every move. you blinked several times, attempting to focus your vision. "glados," you hissed out through grit teeth as you squeezed your arms around yourself tighter in hopes to lessen the pain of your contracting muscles. "what are you doing?" "i need to think," she swung her chassis closer to your glass prison, almost completely taking up your clearing vision. you blinked rapidly to gain focus. "observation is crucial."
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okaioh · 5 months
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no more angst only happiness - [shoves my hcs of short older brother chayanne in your face]
Chay's JUST below average height for his age but because he's the oldest - everyone's basically required to tease him about it relentlessly
"oh sorry i thought I heard someone below the average height said something" "can you speak up chayanne? I can't hear you from down there"
Leo, Dapper and Ramon definitely do the classic move of "resting" their arm on top of his head
"sorry Chay, my arms a little tired - hope you don't mind"
he gets so grumpy about it too, putting a whole dramatic pout on his face and crossing his arms as they coo and tease him (yet he doesn't do anything to remove their arms)
Richarlyson and Pomme would try and do the same but really only Pomme manages to get away with it, Chayanne even slouches a bit to make her seem taller than she actually is
Richas, however, immediately gets shoved (gently) aside - to which they just launch themself at him and in a few seconds Chayanne is obligated to give Richas a piggy back ride around the whole server
Tallulah's the biggest menace to him - I like to imagine she inherited a bit of Wilbur's height so shes a good couple inches taller than him
And because of her height advantage, she likes to put things that she knows Chayanne uses alot on shelves where he needs to get on his toes or use a small stool to reach
Then when she sees him in his kitchen trying to cook and he's struggling to reach one of the spices that he knows tallulah hid on the top shelf - she's immediately all over him, "this looks like a tall job for you Chay" "need me to give you a hand? Specifically one that can reach that?"
Chayanne would get so annoyed LMAO he'd just ignore her and continue struggling to reach what he needed - he'd absolutely refuse to let her win this
(But eventually he would knock over every other spice he had in trying to reach the one he wanted and he'd get so quiet as Tallulah easily reached it and hands it to him - patting him on the head before running away as he tries swatting at her in annoyance {endearingly} )
He is not safe from the youngest eggs either - Sunny, Em and Pepito love to laugh along with the others even if they're the smallest out of everyone
Pepito often asks why he's shorter than the others, a completely honest question, but it still makes the older eggs laugh so hard at how Chayanne has to explain that's just how he is
"vas a crecer más hermano? :D" (are you gonna grow more brother?) "no- pepito- I'm just this tall-"
Sunny likes to boast about saying how they'll definitely grow to be taller than Chayanne when older and all he can do is pat her on the head encouragingly (secretly hoping that she doesn't)
Empanada, the angel that she is, would always tell Chayanne "there's nothing wrong with being short :D" and Chayanne would just smile while internally crying (slash joke)
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seelestia · 2 months
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OMG THE NEW NAVIA THEME IS SO CUTE??? i think it's safe to say that you definitely cooked, lia hehe >:3 /lh /gen
anyways! that's pretty much what it is when it comes to college and frankly? i just wanna get it over with like literally the only highlight to it is seeing my friends and spending time with my boyfriend 😭 but!! a social science major sounds cool! i'd say you have some pretty good goals set in mind and you can always take up a minor if you want to pursue the others :> (i did consider having music as a minor) and sure! the courses depend on what you pick really and the college/professor, online is just about the same as in-person if you have a lot of reading on a pc to do tbh. english classes are well. kind of like the ones in high school but college-leveled. just make sure you give yourself enough time to do assignments bc they can be painful :"D
HELP LMAO??? okay that's true though, the fontaine quest definitely made a splash and we really had to dip our toes in the water with it huh? anyway thats kind of the thing, the only similarity between bedo and lyney is that they actively flirt with me in their own way, and its funny bc i usually try to find someone whose personality complements mine bc im generally the quieter one compared to both (ah yes a reality tv show for me HJEKAHD) also yea! i think both of them really do have traits that make them stand out and frankly i wish they got more screentime (also i have yet to watch the 4.6 trailer ehehe)
same here to you!! i'm always happy to rattle off of your hcs and i enjoy talking about our selfships as well hehe (*^ω^*) and i love it when bedo calls me his "sweet violet",,like the way he says it is just so endearing? like the pitch of his voice always becomes softer and more affectionate jsjdksndj (yk its funny, my boyfriend does the same thing with me bc his nicknames are unique to me as well)
also i'm throwing another ramble at ya: imagine wanderer or ayato surprising you with breakfast in bed HEHEHEHE
awh thats oki! like i said, i'm always happy to indulge your selfships since i enjoy hearing about them :> /gen. honestly i wouldn't be surprised if wanderer did knock you softly on the head for thinking the flowers were from yato ajjdkshd (nah just put the hairpin in before he gets a chance /hj /lh) also i forgot to tell u im a sucker for floriography so i methinks wanderer could give you camellias which represent everlasting love. the hairpin ayato gives you is unique in design and had it specially made for you alone :3
and i quote from my irl friend: "bouncing off the walls gf x completely stoic unmoving statue bf" HDJAKDHSJ NOT ONLY THAT SHE COMPARED HIM TO A PIECE OF FURNITURE BC OF HOW STIFF HE IS IN PICTURES (but hey i give him credit for a cute smile <3) and he is very much a pretty boy even though he tries to deny it until i accept that he calls me pretty too BUT YEA QUITE LITERALLY OPPOSITES ATTRACT anyway pretty much, not all relationships are like yk. sunshine and rainbows so thats why i feel very grateful to have a healthy one. if anything, we're just both trying to do our best to make one another happy but thankies hehe (also nw! i dont think u sound like a grandma, i just like hearing u ramble ehhehe)
also im not rlly sure why ppl think 20 is old either like dang, sure my back hurts on occasion but i'm not a fossil 😭
AHHH THANK U, VI!! so it seems you agree that i... baked? :3c /lh HAHAHA navia is so sweet and silly. i just have to make her my theme! (++ as a homage to her for carrying me in spiral abyss 🫣) since i do put in effort whenever i do theme changes, it makes me happy to know others like it <3
i'll have you know that i'm a true enabler of dad jokes & puns. throw 'em at me! which reminds me: how does albedo react to your jokes? for me, ayato just thinks it's funny that i find them funny (he pats me on the head afterwards - A+ for effort). wanderer is just the epitome of unimpressed and sometimes, he'd even pull on my cheek a little if the joke is extremely unfunny LOLLL. the only one who'd ever indulge me is mr. shikanoin heizou ( 。 •̀ ᴖ •́ 。) oh, woe is me!!! /lh
i see! ty for the perspective, vi <3 i'm gonna find it nostalgic to look back on this convo after i went to college. tho assignments really are a staple of uni life, huh? one of the times i thank highschool for instilling the habit of “work first, play later” in me. i imagine it's gonna be more painful however so i'll need to juggle rest & work 😭 hope you're holding up with yours!! <3
THAT'S CUTE!! i find it so funny that albedo himself is the paradigm for introverts but when it comes to flirting with people he finds intriguing, he's not here to play LMAO. how does he act 〜suave〜 so naturally?? smh i need those skills too /hj. lyney on the other hand... he takes it as an achievement if he manages to fluster you! the sleight of the hand is his bread & butter but he's good with his words just as well, no? voila! ✧ i am biting my fist UWAGHH. i am head over heels for the 'speaks to you / says your name in a softer voice' thingy but to witness it first-hand??? i'm so happy for you 🤭
WWHWHWHWH. ayato usually has the maids prepare our meals so he probably tells them to make it extra special. unfortunately, i'm more of a night owl than an early riser so by the time he brings the tray onto the bed, i'm just looking at him all groggy LOL. he thinks it's cute, taps my cheek and teasingly asks if this is all a ruse to get him to spoon feed me.... this man /aff. wanderer tho is a good cook so he does not play around with food or breakfast! but it's gonna take lots of coaxing to have breakfast in bed since “if it spills on the mattress, i'll demote you to the floor for a day.” i tell him about the existence of trays but he's still adamant. no fun 💔 /j
CAMELLIAS?! those happen to be one of my fav flowers!!! and the meaning too... i'm ahhdjwjejw /pos. he would tho!! wanderer canonically like wandering off in nature (oh, dearest sumeru), i think he picks flowers to bring back home. but sometimes, he'd rather observe them from afar: they're fleeting, after all. so he might as well leave them be to bloom to their fullest. yk.... i should buy some seeds these days and make a garden of our own. maybe it could be a surprise for him oooooo mhm mhm!! wbu?? does albedo or lyney indulge in making you breakfast in bed too hehe :3c (for lyney, i'm willing to bet lynette sponsored that breakfast /j)
NOT THE FURNITURE POSE HAHAA 😭
“smile!”
vi: 🌸🌷🎀🩷
bf: 🚪🚪🚪
/j but we appreciate the effort!!! i'm also not vv photogenic myself so i can relate badly with the furniture pose LMAO 😔 i prefer taking pictures of others instead! ayato is really photogenic. this is what happens when you deal with paparazzi /j & wanderer can be photogenic too but only in candid. he does not like staring at the camera. what a grumpy cat /aff +++ i saw the picrew you sent me! VI IT'S SO ADORBS AHHHH feel free to share more picrews of you & your f/o's anytime! i love love love them ☆૮꒰ˊᗜˋ* ꒱ა /gen !!!!
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faye-writes-stuff · 2 years
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Hey are your requests open cause if so, can i request a C!quackity x reader who works in Las nevadas.
Yes lovely!
Character: Quackity
Requested: yes
Type of fic: oneshot
Pronouns: they/them (idk if it’s specified tho)
A/n: first time writing for quackity so it might be kinda crappy lmao, read with caution also it’s 3:16am, Rip my sleep schedule
Tw/cw: creepy men(?), alcohol, my writing, violence, pulling an all nighter(?) lmk if I missed any :]
Enjoy!
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It was just a regular day. Minding you own business, making people drinks, when this guy, who’s like 20 years older then you, starts flirting with you.
Now normally, you try to ignore it but this guy was relentless, like he couldn’t take the hint. So you did what any rational person would do, and called your boyfriend. Who is your boyfriend, you ask? (I feel like you should know, he’s your lover, but what do I know, I’m a fan fiction writer) it’s the one and only Quackity! The owner of Las Nevadas, it was your favorite card to pull on creepy people.
“So, uh whatcha makin sweetheart, something as sweet as you I hope?” The pervy dude said to you, as you were making another patrons drink. “A knuckle sandwich if your not careful” you muttered, gods what was taking Q so long. “What was that sweetheart?” He replied darkly. “I said I’m not interested, I have a boyfriend” you said, groaning.
“Yeah? Well I don’t see him” Was all he could say before his head was slammed into the bar. “See him now, jackass?” The man of the hour said, pushing you behind him. “Took you long enough, what, did Slime get stuck somewhere again?” You grumbled, looking rather pissed off.
(A/n: it’s 3:33am >:])
“Yeah, sorry mi vida,” The black haired man chuckled. “PURPLED”
“Yes boss? Oh shit, what happened to that guy” The dirty blonde laughed at the unsightly knocked out man. “Take out the trash, would you?” “Thanks kid” You said, as he grabbed the dude, dragging him away.
“Why don’t we get out of here, hm?”
“Yes please, it has been a long shift”
The two of you grabbed your things and headed out, going a bit farther into the desert. You were a bit suspicious, as he kept looking over at you, while quite frankly, very badly hiding a basket?
Quackity made you cover your eyes as he layed down a picnic blanket, setting down his basket of baked goods. “Here we go, babe, a picnic under the stars,” The duck man chirped, “Awe, thanks Q, you always know how to cheer me up!” You replied, placing a chaste peck on his lips.
Your boyfriend blushed at the action, “w-well, let’s get snacking? I brought your favorite!” He stuttered, you agreed, stifling a giggle at your beloved boyfriends actions.
The rest of the night was filled with laughter and stargazing, shared jokes and stories.
It was nice, you finally found people who would love you no matter what, and you were happy.
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Ending a/n: I hate the way I ended this tbh, I’d be willing to do hc’s of this au, I had fun with it. Also my requests are open so don’t be afraid to send in an ask :]
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tomanpeach · 2 years
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the rindou whisperer – reader x rindou
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a/n: this is not very proofread bc i wrote it kinda quick so apologies if anything is very unhinged or messy LMAO listen besties nobody asked for this but i had no choice!!! i was reading these bonten hcs earlier and the writer said at the end that they HATED RINDOU????? and i took that personally bc i am in a civil union w his brother so i made this as an apology to rindou for the behavior of my peers please leave him some love in the reblogs enjoy xoxoxo
summary: rindou has a bad day but do not fear, you are here!!!! just some mfn annoying sweet bf rindou
content: mentions of alcohol and lots of cursing i'm sorry bout that!!!
word count: 1k (1,001 to be exact how crazy lol)
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you brace yourself at the door to rindou's apartment on the top floor. after work you had excitedly texted him asking if he wanted to get dinner to celebrate the start of the weekend, or if he'd like you to pick something up and come over. the response you received was: "idk i had a shit fuckin day come over if you want"
you decide to use the key he had given you instead of knocking and risking incurring rindou's wrath, especially since he'd already told you he was in bad mood.
rindou was like a wild animal sometimes, when he felt angry or scared or cornered, he lashed out. but, after nine months of dating him, you liked to think that you had become a master in dealing with his frequent mood swings and unpredictability. you were the fucking rindou whisperer.
once you're inside the apartment, you spot him lying on the couch with one arm draped over his eyes. he's so still you aren't sure if he's even awake. you watch him intently as you shut the front door, searching for any sign that he's heard you come in.
he huffs out a sigh. so far so good.
before you say a word you head straight to his kitchen and get a beer from the fridge for him. "i don't want that," he calls from the couch behind you, following the sound of the refrigerator door closing.
"maybe it's for me," you reply simply. he says nothing.
you kick off your shoes and climb onto the couch, folding yourself neatly to fit in the space between his outstretched legs. his arm falls away from his face so he can scowl at you.
"do you have to sit so fucking close?"
"yeah, i do," you spit back, narrowing your eyes at him.
despite growing up being on seemingly equal footing with his older brother, he still managed to feel like he was living in his shadow. ran was older, taller, and more assertive. he knew how to be charming and funny and how to get shit done. people liked and respected him but more importantly, they feared him.
rindou longed to be seen like his brother was. he fought, he killed, he strategized, and as he and ran climbed the ranks of the tokyo delinquent scene, he reveled in the respect his subordinates were forced to show him. and, once he realized they were afraid of him, he reveled in that, too.
but rin realized how much it had gone to his head when he met you. it had been infuriating to speak to you. you weren't a member of bonten, or any gang for that matter. you weren't involved in his world at all. and as such, you didn't have to show him the same forced respect that he expected from everyone else. you talked back, you teased him, you dared to challenge him, and he fucking hated it for a while. but for some reason, it was humbling for him. it brought him back down to earth. so he kept seeing you and pretty soon, the way you acted around him became grounding. sometimes, it was honestly kind of sexy.
"sit up," you pat his thigh. "come on."
your stubborn boyfriend stares back at you without moving. you wonder just how difficult he's going to be today.
"rin," you let yourself whine the tiniest bit, frowning at him.
with a melodramatic eyeroll he plants his hands on the couch cushions and lifts himself up. because of how you chose to sit on the couch, you're practically in his lap once he's seated upright.
"i still don't want the fuckin' beer," he snarls. now it's your turn to roll your eyes. you take a sip and push it into his hands. he places it onto the table.
"why was your day shit?" you ask, tucking some lavender strands of hair out of his face. he shakes his head to deter you, "i don't want to talk about it. just generally shitty."
"would all the chinese food i brought you from that spot you love down the street help at all?"
the corner of his mouth turns up the slightest bit as he exhales through his nose in something resembling a laugh.
"oh, there he is," you say fondly, stroking his cheek. he leans into the touch, telling you that the big angry gang boss part of him was slowly losing steam. you lean in to kiss his cheek. he places a hand behind your head, holding you there next to his face and turning so your lips meet his own.
he presses his forehead against yours and mumbles a quiet, "sorry... for being a dick."
"you're not a dick," you cup his cheek and kiss him once more. "you just had a bad day. nothing i haven't seen before."
"you see it a lot, though," he sighs heavily, seeking out your hands with his in your lap.
"i don't mind."
"how?" he pulls away, grimacing.
"because i'm in love with you, stupid."
rindou smiles again, sheepish and genuine, at the way you say it like it's the most obvious thing in the world. his charming smile, the way he's looking at you. you know he's feeling better.
you reach for him and he lets you hug around his middle and lay him back. now you're both horizontal on the couch, your cheek to rindou's chest. he feels comforted by the weight of your body against his.
"is today still shit?" you ask teasingly when he starts to run his hands up and down your back.
"shut up."
"fuck you, you feel better now. be sweet to me."
"today isn't shit now that you're here," he mumbles quietly. "everything's a lot better when you're around."
"and you love me?"
"yeah, i love you."
and despite the big goofy grin on his face, and the fact that you can't actually see his face at all, you're sure that he's rolling his eyes.
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clusterfuck-misc · 2 years
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ANON ASKS:
We need a part 4 of puppy Obsession, seriously it's way too good
Y’all are OBSESSED.
But it’s okay, ‘cuz I am too, LMAO.
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Yandere Leon Kennedy x Officer Reader
This is in HC format.
The reader is gender neutral.
Content warning: Kidnapping, delusional behavior, mentions of force feeding, slight temper issues, dread, falling through windows.
ARCHIVED POST. @clusterfuck-yandere IS MY NEW BLOG.
PLEASE DO NOT SEND REQUESTS ON THIS BLOG.
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— You woke up in an unfamiliar room.
The walls were unpainted and the floor was concrete.
Other than the mattress you were on, the room was empty and the stairs leading up to the only exit looked old.
Were you in a basement..?
You suddenly remembered the events that happened… hours before?
How long it’s been didn’t really matter to you.
What did was that the last face you saw was Leon Kennedy’s.
The last thing he said to you echoed in your mind.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…. I’m…”
Panic began to ebb at your chest.
This was his doing, wasn’t it?
He knocked you out (as apparent by the gash on the crook of your neck) and took you to a secondary location.
Maybe his own house?
With shaky legs, you got up from the mattress and crossed your arms for heat.
God, it’s cold down here.
Before you could start making your way over to the stairs, the door flew open.
The sudden movement and loud bang it created made you jump.
Leon’s head popped through the door way, eyes wide in his own sort of panic, but then immediately relaxed when he saw you.
“(Y/N)!!”
The cheerful tone of his voice made you sick.
He stumbled down the stairs after taking the time to close the door behind him. It was like he was in a hurry to reach you (adding to your wave of sickness).
“I missed you so much,” he whined, pulling you into a bone crushing hug. “You we’re still asleep when I had to go to work, and I didn’t want to leave you, but I had to, and… and…”
You stood there stuff as a board as he started to sniffle.
Was he seriously going to cry?
Willing to do anything but awkwardly stand in his arms as he cried, you decided to ask more important questions. “Leon… where am I?”
His glossy eyes took a confused look; like the answer was obvious and you should know.
“Home.”
— You’re not allowed to leave the basement.
After initially waking up, you pleaded that he let you go.
“Leon, please… let me go back home..!”
“(Y/N), you are home!”
He brings you breakfast and dinner every day, usually consisting of big platters.
At first, you didn’t eat these meals.
What if he did something to them..?
But Leon noticed you weren’t eating very quickly.
“Do you feel sick? Come on, (Y/N), you have to eat..!”
It didn’t take long before he started to force feed you.
“I don’t want you going hungry,” he’d say as he shoves a piece of bread down your throat.
(At least you found out the food wasn’t poisoned or anything.)
Escape seems very slim, since the only door there has some sort of lock on the outside.
It just won’t budge, much to your despair.
And it only opens when Leon’s home…
No matter how much you begged him to let you go, he was adamant on keeping you here.
“You kept running away from me… I… I didn’t like that…”
So, the solution in his mind was to kidnap you and bring you to his own home.
So he could stare at you…
Follow you…
Sleep next to you…
All in one place.
You can’t run anymore.
He’s quite literally cornered you.
— He’s always in the basement with you.
As soon as work is over, he’ll run down the stairs and act like he hasn’t seen you in ages.
“(Y/N)!! I missed you!!”
It’s very common to see him a bit teary eyed as he holds you in his arms.
He’ll lay you both down on the mattress, inhaling your scent like a drug.
And he doesn’t even take the time to change out of his uniform…
The two of you will lay down for hours until he goes upstairs for a bit.
Then he comes back downstairs in his nightwear and lays down for bed.
And, of course, he’s got you trapped in his arms.
“I love you,” he’ll mumble. “I love you so much…”
It’s like his prayer at night.
The adoration in his tone makes you squirm.
He always has his hands on you when he’s there.
Hugging you, playing with your hair, a firm grasp on your wrist, you just can’t weasel out of his touch.
Any time you do, he just pulls you into him further.
“Stop moving so much,” he giggles.
It’s like he doesn’t even realize you’re trying to escape him…
And the staring.
God, the staring.
The thing that was your first red flag since the start of this nightmare.
His eyes are now on you every waking hour.
And he can afford to do that now, too.
You’ve gotten used to it, but it still creeps you out when you look over and see him just… staring.
Staring with that lovesick look in his eyes.
It’s as if he’s…
“A lovesick puppy.”
Just like some of the other officers told you at work.
— Making you love him is his top priority.
That’s why he gets upset when you show even the slightest bit of resistance.
Maybe you flinched when he took a step towards you.
Or pushed him away when he hugged you.
Or called him sick when he offered to bathe you.
“… You don’t love me…” he’ll whimper out as if he just realized it. “You don’t… why… why don’t you love me?!”
His brows will furrow together and his fists will clench.
“WHY DON’T YOU LOVE ME?!”
Was he expecting an answer from you?
“Leon… kidnapping someone isn’t going to make them love you…”
He seems to consider your words.
“… Make…” he echoed. “Make…”
The dry chuckle that left his throat petrified you.
“I… I have to make you love me… I— I need to make you love me…” he sinks down to the floor, head in his hands. “I… need you to love me… pl— please love me… love me, love me, love me—”
He’ll then lunge for you.
“LOVE ME!! I… I’VE DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU!! GOD, WHY WON’T YOU LOVE ME?!”
He’s got you pinned to the mattress, his head on your shoulder.
“Please… please… I love you so much… I love you— I-I love you!! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you—”
You never say you love him.
You only awkwardly pet his hair, in fear of him doing something drastic…
— Your questions about the outside world are always ignored.
Anytime you ask, he acts like he didn’t hear you.
“Has anyone noticed I’ve been missing?”
He only snuggles in closer to you.
“Have I even been reported as missing?”
He begins to draw circles into your shoulder.
“What about work?”
He starts to get an irritated look on his face.
“Leon, answer me!”
“They’ll take you away from me,” he finally snaps. “I don’t want that to happen!”
Though it didn’t exactly answer your question, you could feel your stomach drop at his words.
“Someone’s going to start looking for me,” you threatened in a low tone.
He gives a blissful sigh. “No… no, they won’t…”
And, as the days go by, you start to believe that he’s right.
— He gives you gifts a lot.
Trinkets, flowers, chocolates, you name it.
He’s doing what he can to get you to love him.
Something that became very common after his first temperamental episode is him returning to work with a giddy smile on his face and a gift in his hand.
God, you’d think he’s a dog retrieving things for his owner…
Unsure, you’ll take the gift and look at it.
“Do you like it?? I picked it out just for you!”
A plastered smile will find its way on your face as you nod.
“I knew you would,” he cheers. “I love you so much!”
He’ll also begin to get you clothing as well.
While you’re grateful to finally have a change of clothes, it comes with the price of him… well… trying to bathe you.
“Leon, I can do it myself!!”
“But I wanna help…”
By the grace of god, you manage to convince him to to stay outside of the bathroom (after he carried you upstairs and you debated on making a break for it).
The bathroom is small and doesn’t have any windows to escape from, and he seemed to take the precaution of hiding away anything sharp or heavy.
You doubted hitting him with a shampoo bottle was going to work.
So, with a sigh of defeat, you began to get into the tub.
Washing yourself felt therapeutic, since you hadn’t done it in forever.
It was also a few relaxing moments to yourself without your captor crushing you in his arms.
Meaning you could plan your escape without distractions.
That sicko closes the basement door as soon as he opens it.
So… what if you wait right at the top of the stairs?
But he would probably grab you before you could slip around him…
That meant you needed something to surprise him with…
You were about to look around the bathroom again for something, anything, you could take without him noticing —
— until you saw Leon’s head poking through the door, staring at you.
“JESUS CHRIST,” you yelped.
That man has no sense of privacy…
— You requested flower vases.
You just wanted to decorate the room better, that’s all.
And what better way to do that than to showcase the flowers he would constantly give you?
… The half-dead, wilting flowers?
(Anytime you inquired if he was ever going to throw the dead ones away, he would look offended.)
(“Those are my gifts to you, (Y/N)! I would never!”)
Surely, he would comply with your request, right?
As it turns out, he actually did.
“Of course! I’ll pick some up after work tomorrow!”
Sure enough, he did.
A few big vases for the giant bouquets and a few small vases for the flowers he picked himself.
He even got you some fresh daffodils.
After watching you place your flowers around the basement, he pulled you into his lap.
“It looks great, (Y/N)!”
You gave him one of your fake smiles as he rubbed his cheek against your neck.
I just have to endure this hellhole a little longer…
— You prepared everything as soon as he left for work the next day.
He was working from 8 to 7 — you knew that — but that didn’t stop you from getting ready.
This was it.
This was the day you were escaping.
So, you emptied one of the vases of its flowers and practiced swinging it.
Different styles were attempted; you could uppercut him, smack him sideways, kick him and then hit him…
But you decided the most effective way was to just hit him on top of the head and run for it.
You might’ve looked a bit silly doing nothing but swinging an empty vase around.
But there was only one shot at taking him by surprise.
You had to make it count.
Dread built up in your chest as the hours passed by.
What if it didn’t work?
What if you missed his head and he recovers from the initial shock?
What if knows what’s your planning and is prepared?
No, you scolded yourself. This was going to work. This HAD to work.
A shaky breath left your lips.
He was due to be home any minute now.
You crept up the old stairs and stopped at the last step.
The vase you held in your iron grip trembled as you tried to keep your hands still.
Adrenaline made your heart thump in your ears.
You were getting out of here.
Even if the plan didn’t play out like you wanted it to, you were gonna fight tooth and nail to escape.
Besides, you didn’t train at the police academy for nothing.
The sound of a jingling lock made your heart rate spike; there he was.
He was home.
3…
You lifted the vase.
2…
It was now or never.
1…
The door swung open.
When his surprised face came into your field of vision, you slammed the vase down on his head.
And then you ran.
Not taking time to notice how the glass shattered into pieces or your captor’s grunt of pain, you shoved him out of the way and ran like a bat out of hell.
You bolted down the halls as your eyes scanned for an exit. A front door, a back door, an open widow for fuck’s sake, anything.
“(Y/N)!!”
Oh, fuck.
Heavy footsteps got louder, and you feared you wouldn’t be able to open the front door in time before he grabbed you.
So, you zipped up the staircase and hid in one of the rooms.
It was a dumb idea; you knew it was a dumb idea.
But what else could you do?
“(Y/N)…!! (Y/N), WHERE ARE YOU?!”
You quickly looked around the room to see that it had a window.
As quietly as you could, you rushed over to it and began to pull it open.
Comeoncomeoncomeoncomeon—
You almost sobbed in relief when it was wide enough for your body to fit through.
But the drop…
It looked so far down…
2 stories looked a lot scarier when planning to actually jump.
What if you landed on your head or broke your neck?
ThumpthumpthumpTHUMPTHUMP.
“(Y/N)—? NO!!”
Fuck it.
You swallowed down your fears and jumped out before he could grab you.
The fall down was only 3 to 4 seconds long, which gave you little time to tighten your muscles and prepare for impact.
Hitting the ground hurt like hell and it knocked the wind out of your lungs.
In fact, you lungs felt like they were crushed.
But you remembered to cover your head, and the worst of the pain was mostly your feet and ankles.
Even so, it still took you a couple seconds before you could even move.
I lived, you cried out in your mind. Holy shit, I LIVED.
As miraculous as it sounded, you survived the fall.
Tears of relief almost began to pour down your face. A grateful sob left your lips (though it might’ve been a sob of pain) and you felt the urge to kiss the ground.
But it wasn’t time to celebrate just yet.
“(Y/N)!! OH MY GOD!! (Y/N)!!!”
You managed to look up to see Leon staring out the window, a horrified expression on his face.
He seemed to be debating on jumping out the window himself.
However, decided against it and quickly disappeared from sight.
He was coming after you.
You had to run.
Getting up was a pain in the ass; you wouldn’t be surprised if you broke a bone or two.
But you managed to crawl to your feet and stumble across the backyard.
You told yourself you were going to get out of here, and you damn well meant it.
Adrenaline was your only energy source at that point as you pushed yourself past trees and dead logs.
Running as fast as your throbbing legs would allow, you weaved through the woods.
Branches hit your broken form and leaves cut your cheeks, but you could barely feel the pain in your panicked state.
Over the logs, cut through the bushes, duck under that branch.
Those were the only thoughts that filled your mind.
You didn’t know how long you were running, but it was nightfall by the time you tripped over a lifted tree root and fell to the ground.
Get up, you told yourself. Come on, get up!!
But your body wouldn’t listen.
It was too exhausted to move.
So, you let your eyes flutter closed, hoping he wouldn’t find you tonight…
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bedos-blossom · 3 years
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Genshin Dating Headcanons
Pairings: Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli, Childe, and Albedo x gn!reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: none
A/N: I’ve had these hcs in my head for a while but got stuck on them, finally managed to get it done (Xiao was still new when I began this lmao) but I hope you enjoy! I’m also working on a NSFW version with these five which I’ll link here when it’s done. Enjoy!
Kaeya:
He will tease you endlessly
Loves flustering you and making you blush   
Steals kisses from you anytime and anywhere, literally does not care who is around 
So fucking extra that he climbs up the wall and knocks on your balcony door instead of ringing the doorbell like a normal person
There are times you wake up with him just….in your bed and he definitely wasn’t there when you fell asleep
You get used to it very fast, plus it’s nice to wake up his scent and his arm wrapped around you
(though one time you did elbow him in the nose because your sleep brain didn’t connect the dots fast enough)
If things get very hectic at the Knights’ HQ and he can’t see you for a while, he will send some flowers over every once in a while with a cheeky lil comment written on the card that comes with them
If you’re at the tavern with him, you have a permanent spot in his lap
One of his hands resting on your thigh, the other holding the glass his Death After Noon is in
Doesn’t get jealous of others checking you out, in fact, it just makes him even more smug about the fact you’re his
He will pull you even closer to him, eyeing whoever is watching you as he leans in and places a soft kiss behind your ear
(As if anyone would try to hit on you knowing you’re Kaeya’s partner)
Diluc: 
He’s well aware he broke the hearts of many single people in Mondstadt by becoming yours 
He doesn’t give a fuck tho
Not big on PDA but he'll let you get away with a kiss or two in front of others 
A shower more than a teller 
Sometimes you'll come by the tavern and he has a bottle of that wine you really like stowed away for you 
Or you're sick and he decides to not man the bar that night and instead lay down with you and do whatever you want
He’s a busy man, so he cherishes any free time he can get with you 
His favorite thing is when you stay after Angel’s Share has closed down 
All the distractions that come with running a tavern are gone 
No more drunkards, no yelling, no music, no one calling his attention for a refill 
Just you and him behind the bar and cleaning up
Sometimes when you see he’s had a really rough night and he’s incredibly tense you’ll sit on the bar top and call Diluc over 
He doesn’t fight as you pull him into your arms and gently slip his hair tie out of his hair 
He just sighs and finally lets the tension leave his shoulders as you lightly massage his scalp and kiss his head
Zhongli:
he may be an ex archon who has fought and killed many but you wouldn't think so with the way he treats you 
so gentle???? he treats you like fine china and isn't afraid to step in for you if he feels like someone is being a bit too forward 
loves touching you
he is holding ur hand, he will put you in his lap, he will wrap his arms around you, he will runs his fingers gently down your spine while telling u how much he loves you
while he usually goes on and on with history and his past and tells story after story, he's actually quite content with listening to you speak for hours instead
It brings him joy to see how lively you get when talking about how good a day you had or what you were up to before you came to Liyue
Will happily let you put his eyeliner on for him every morning (if you want to)
Hopefully you’ll be able to keep a steady hand while he gently holds yours hips and rubs circles into your skin
Lets you trace the gold streaks aligning his umber arms whenever you cuddle
Becomes your personal nightlight by letting those gold streaks give off a soft comforting glow while you’re falling asleep
Childe:
let’s face it, he's a puppy 
face brightens so quickly when he sees you 
pet names galore, he will call u so many pet names that its a shock if he ever calls you your actual name 
you might as well close your eyes while walking through shops because if you stare at anything for even slightly longer than usual, he is buying it for you 
no you can't stop him, yes he has already paid for it by the time you turn around, no you can't return it or else he will pout all day 
will proudly claim you as his s/o in front of everyone as if he is daring someone to try him 
purposely leaves marks on you where everyone can see them (because he's an ass but he's your ass)
If you express an interest in fighting he will jump at the chance to be your teacher
(just be ready to handle him afterwards, he can get very excited)
(you know exactly what I mean)
Albedo:
he usually finds emotional connections quite trivial, but he's feels something different with you and his curious mind wouldn't let it go 
he's not really used to this "love" thing but you can tell he cares in the way he regards you 
his indifference to anything non-alchemy related is always evident but if you become the topic his dead eyes suddenly have more life in them and a small smile appears on his face 
you have to be super upfront if you want affection because he will not get it if you're vague 
on the plus side he will kiss or hug you whenever you ask 
will talk about all types of theories with you even if you don't get it at all, he's just happy you listen to him 
Loves when you volunteer to be his assistant for experiments
Your readiness to be his guinea pig sets his heart aflutter
Also the underlying trust you have to allow him to test things with/on you (though you did have to deal with having bunny ears for a week that one time) means the world to him
will ask u randomly if you're happy with him and when you say yes you see that small, warm smile that makes your heart flutter again show up again
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its-deputy-caleb · 3 years
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If RE8 requests are still open, do you think you could do one where the reader is the partner/spouse of four lords (separately, not poly) who went missing years ago and they thought us dead. But then surprise!!! We’re alive!!! And just the whole aftermath of that? Sorry the description is kind of bad😅 (if you could include cute moments with the daughters in Alcina’s section that would be cute cause the girls need that sweet parental love lmao)
Okay so these are super messy and all over the place since i wrote this back to back with other hc’s so they’re unedited and make literally no sense but pls enjoy some angsty fluff with lots of lovin’ and huggin’
Alcina Dimitrescu
Alcina is startled by the sound of a knock at her door, placing her book down on the coffee table as she walks to the door, curious as to who is there. She wasn’t expecting visitors.
“Ooh visitors!” “I wonder who is there?!” “Could it be Uncle Karl? Or maybe it’s the Duke?”
Alcina would have scolded her daughters for being impatient if she wasn’t asking herself the same questions. However he mind is wiped blank when she opens the door to see who is standing on the other side.
There you are, standing in front of her after all these years. God how she had missed you. You hadn’t changed much at all since she last saw you and it made Alcina feel like she was hallucinating.
“Hello, my Lady-“
You can’t finish your sentence before you’re tackled to the floor by three teenagers. Cassandra has her arm slung around your neck as she plasters herself to your side while Bela is practically balled on top of you in a bear hug so tight it could almost kill you. Meanwhile Daniela has her face hidden tightly in your shoulder on the opposite side of Cassandra with tears streaming down her face.
Eventually with their mother’s persistence, the three daughters let you go so you can see their mother but not before you wipe away any of their tears and kiss all of them on the forehead.
Your heart skips a beat as you prepare your list of apologies to Alcina. You could only imagine what it would have been like for her when you disappeared without a trace.
The words never leave your mouth as she brings you into her arms and kisses you with a desperate ed’s that you matched. Your arms cling tightly to the fabric on her shoulders, never wanting to let go as her arms tighten around your waist.
You spend the rest of the night curled up on the couch in Alcina’s arms, she hadn’t let go of you once as you explained to her the nature of your disappearance. None of it really mattered though as you were just happy to be reunited with your family.
Donna Beneveinto
Your heart feels like it’s breaking out of your chest as you walked towards Beneveinto Manor, it had been literal years since you had seen your beloved Donna.
Walking up to the huge red gate, you see the familiar words “Give up your memories” on the plaque. With unsteady hands you place the photo you kept of Donna, Angie and yourself down by the waterfall into the letterbox.
When you eventually arrive up at the Manor, the seconds leading up to the door opening are gruelling. But your jaw drops when you see Donna. After all these years she hasn’t change except for the large scar that covers her right eye.
She instantly falls into your arms and begins sobbing as you hold her close. You place a soothing hand in her hair and whisper to her that it’s all okay, you’re here now.
When her sobs become little sniffles you bring her back to look into her eye, your hands on her face stroking her cheeks and simultaneously wiping away stray tears that fall.
“I’m sorry I left you…”
You bring her in for a gentle and tender kiss, one that is full of sorrow and heartache but is cut short by a screeching sound which you learn is Angie flying down the stairs.
“Now where’s my hug silly?!”
After hugging Angie, who now sits on your shoulder, Donna’s hand interlinks with yours and brings you inside. She shows you all around the house, what’s changed and what hasn’t as well as the new dolls and dresses she’s been making to keep herself busy through your disappearance.
You three end up on the balcony together watching the waterfall on the little wooden bench, Donna curled up to your side and your arm wrapped protectively around her.
Salvatore Moreau
Salvatore was making his way around the docks, checking for maintenance or anything that needed immediate fixing. It was just another ordinary day for him, just another activity for him to keep busy.
“I think you’ll find the oil for the boats need changing.”
Salvatore screams as he’s startled by you coming from behind, having not heard you at all. In the process of it he slips and lands himself in the water.
You lean down and pull him up by the wrist but after he’s out he doesn’t let you go. Sal stares blankly at you for a moment, not believing his eyes before he pulls you to him for a bone crushing and slightly wet hug.
Your shirt is now just as soaked as his but you couldn’t care less as you returned the hug. After five minutes he still doesn’t let you go, chuckling to yourself, you bring him closer to you.
“I missed you too Sal”
His face is mushed into your shoulder, mumbling about how he doesn’t think it’s real but you only remind him that soggy clothes are difficult to imagine.
You spend the rest of the night huddled under warm blankets in an effort to get dry and end up watching a movie before you fall asleep together, all the matters of your disappearance could wait as Sal is just happy to have you back in his life again after so long.
Karl Heisenberg
Karl is standing in the front of his factory, sifting through old bits of scrap metal to begin making a new design on the Soldats when he hears the gate open. There’s only one person who had the key other than himself… but you went missing a long time ago.
Thinking nothing of it, he places a cigar in his mouth to chew on something nervously, an uncomfortable feeling settling in his bones.
“Need a light?”
Karl’s head swivels to see you standing there with a cocky look on your face. His head dips forward till his glasses rest on the bridge of his nose and he nearly chokes on his cigar at the sight of you.
The item falls onto the floor as his jaw falls open, left completely forgotten as he approaches you and takes your hand in his.
“Is it really you?”
You don’t miss the way his voice trembles slightly but you can’t blame him. Karl had been alone almost his whole life before he met you and then he lost you too.
When you nod slowly it’s like a wall is broken and he falls into you, pulling you against him for an embrace.
“I thought I lost you…”
The words are whispered against your neck as he leans in for as much physical contact as he can get. Your hand comes to lace itself in his hair and you rub slow circles on the nape of his neck, weaving in and out of the strands there.
You stand there together for what feels like hours before you finally get to come inside the factory. In the living quarters, you and Karl are wrapped up on the couch together as you tell him all about what happened to you. All of Karl’s work plans are left untouched for an entire week as he refuses to do anything but spend time with you.
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