#look this hc applies regardless of if there’s anything romantic

[goated33]

crawls out of my cave spitting blood. do you see the vision. do you understand

#vaggie meets charlie starts to heal lute doubles down and becomes ten times worse #the most bitter exes there ever was #tried to draw vaggies hair more true to canon #‘wait why’s she so desaturated heavens really vibrant’ adam is grey and lute is nearly paper white I wanted her to fit in #also it makes her look miserable #[my art] #hazbin hotel spoilers #adam #lute #vaggie #charlie #chaggie #whatever the other ship names are #look this hc applies regardless of if there’s anything romantic #top exterminator + lieutenant #saying that like a legal disclosure 😔 #but seriously. the vitriol feels personal

[selya711-twiste]

hope you’re doing well 🙏 do you have any thoughts or hcs on how rollo would flirt?? 😳

Oh do I.

how rollo would flirt...

...He doesn't seem like someone who'd call anything he does with good intentions "flirting."

I don't think Rollo has ever imagined he'd pursue a romantic relationship with anyone (or anything intimate with another person in general.) Rollo's knowledge of courting seems very textbook, thus he never thought of applying what he learned to himself and forgone the idea of ever performing such rituals.

When he finds himself drawn to a person... It starts slow. Not even Rollo himself is aware of it at first.

If you're a student at Noble Bell College, regardless of your standing or what you've done to gain his attention, he would always offer to lend a helping hand with anything that concerns you. Sometimes he assists you with your studies, on other days you're chatting about things that interest you two like the sights in the city and daily occurrences in the school.

If you're the prefect of Ramshackle dorm who he met during the three-day trip to the City of Flowers, it would be more evident to Rollo the speed at which he developed feelings of fondness for you. You don't have a lot of time away from the other NRC students unless you slink out, which is Rollo's opportunity to come to see you away from their lingering eyes.

He's already busy as the student council president, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have time for others. Though it may appear like simple, passing conversations, the words he tells you are meaningful and make you feel cherished.

The baked goods from the local bakery in the city are his go-to, and he shares them with you. With the matter of money, you want to pay him back but he declines... He treats you every time they have something fresh.

Traditional gestures like bouquets of flowers and handwritten letters are reserved for when you two have established something. For now, this is the language the two of you shared. You two have become like close friends, whether or not you're aware of the favoritism you might be receiving.

It's known across the campus that Rollo is someone who keeps to himself. It's either you're the one who notices how close he has become with you lately, or someone else brings it up to you.

When Rollo himself notices how fond he's become of you, he'll simply say he's doing his duties. The longer this goes on, however, he'll scoff, look away with a handkerchief to his lips, and then tell himself that it's nothing noteworthy. He'll deny his feelings for you, but this act alone seals his fate.

The time he spends with you is well within the confines of his schedule. He can't dare risk his grades or responsibilities even for you, but that means he's dedicating his free time to be with you.

The Noble Bell students he dutifully looks after haven't caught on to his blooming feelings, fortunately. They think it's nice that the president is taking steps to have companions, so no teasing here. The last thing they'd want is to disrespect Rollo, after all.

He would feel his heart skip a beat if one day you were the one looking for him and asking around for his whereabouts, all of his schoolmates kindly leading you to him.

When it comes to that point, I do think Rollo is going to take forever to confess- if he even wants to admit there's something to confess. He'll obsess with the object of his affection for a while and, as lightly as possible, think they're the problem. He's the one who looked forward to seeing you, but over time he's now thinking you're the one who somehow hexed him, whether or not you had the magic for it.

So, he has affection for you that he does not know what to do with.

It's almost endearing, actually.

Between the assistance he provides you, the solemn promises, the fresh croissants you share together, and the warmth between you two no matter the season...

You're the key figure in getting him out of his head.

Are you going to reciprocate his feelings, or continue this game of cat and mouse?

#rollo flamme x reader #rollo flamm x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #rollo flamme #rollo flamme headcanons #microsoft word #headcanons #ding dong the witch is alive

[hetafice]

soft!yandere china x reader

request: Hello! Do you write yandere characters? What about 2ps and nyo!? Could you do something for Yandere!China? If not can I get hcs or scenarios for China with a Fem!Darling?

I feel like you would have to be exceptional in some way to become the object of Yao’s affections. He appreciates beauty and intelligence, but he would place much more stock in a darling that’s graceful or poised. I don’t think he’s necessarily hung up on looks (he is thousands of years old- it takes more than just a pretty face to catch his eye), but he seems likely to try to cultivate sophistication in his partners as well. Elegance is closely associated with the feminine ideal in Chinese culture, after all. Regardless of how his darling identifies, he will strongly mold them to fit cultural/historical standards of comportment. 

Before Yao even thinks to start a relationship with you, he will observe you. Likely within plain sight. If you’re a country you’ll likely feel his eyes on you in a crowd. Before he makes such a big emotional investment, he needs to be sure of what he’s getting into. Once you exhibit a few of the qualities he’s into, you’re a goner.

His age strongly informs the way he interacts with his darling. He’s old enough to not be delusional. I feel like he’s the least likely to kidnap you. Instead, he’ll take a different route completely. Think crazy gifts (first class flights, expensive clothes and jewelry), and compliments. Is he obsessed? Yes. Is part of that obsession fed by a desire to control? Also yes. But he does not want to coerce you. Part of the fun is indeed having you, but another is getting you to come to him on your own. He looks down on the greener nations that rely on force. He will carefully manipulate your perceptions of him, and over time you’ll fall into his trap without even realizing.

Of course he’ll let you borrow the car to drive yourself home, or he’ll take you home to get clothes, but why would you need to when he’s got the entire Spring/Summer 2023 Mugler collection at the penthouse?? I’m tempted to use the term gilded cage, but you can leave whenever. That “freedom” could easily give anyone a false sense of security. And he takes full advantage of that fact. 

 He is truly devoted to his darling, but is not the most openly loving person. As such, he expresses his love by giving gifts rather than physical contact or romantic language (it’s giving sugar daddy y’all). As mentioned before, he will pay top dollar and move the moon to ensure his darling’s happiness. He is not worried about spoiling his darling at all. He does not mind a little bit of brattiness to spice things up as long as nothing goes too far. He rarely spends money on himself, but as his sun moon and stars, that reasoning cannot be applied to you. Ask and you shall receive.

Don’t let him fool you! This devotion does not come without a price, though. Complete obedience is expected. He uses his darling’s standard of living as leverage, so there is rarely a need for real punishments. His goal is to get you so accustomed to luxury that you’ll do near anything to keep it.

Because of his age and temperament, I don’t think Yao would be keen on harsh physical punishments, or any physical punishments for that matter.

If you’re lucky enough to catch Yao’s eyes, you will never lift a finger again. So long as you play the part of a gentle, grateful, and obedient lover, that is. But with a life like this, why wouldn’t you be? No need to question anything that seems off…right?

#hetalia #hws china #aph china #yandere hetalia #hetalia x reader #yandere x reader #a request from the before times #aka my old blog #pls enjoy #requests are currently open!

[hunter-sylvester]

How do you feel about people shipping Kevin, Hunter, and Emily together? Like a polyamorous relationship.

Hey, Anon 🤘

I won't lie, Polyflower is not for me. (Polyflower = Kevin/Hunter/Emily as a couple. At least that's what I've seen some people call it and it made sense to me so it's what I call it too.)

As for how I feel about other people shipping it? I don't really care. I would never want to tell other people what they can and cannot ship. It's all live and let live as far as I'm concerned.

It's also not as much of an "ick" for me as some things are, but I do tend to avoid fics that have polyflower in them because I just don't personally enjoy it.

I wouldn't typically focus on the stuff I don't like but since you asked I'll briefly mention where my hangups are.

I do want to stress that this is all my personal hangups/opinion. I am not trying to shit on what anybody else likes.

So there's mainly two points where it misses for me.

Point 1: I don't see the attraction between Hunter & Emily. At all. I tend to hc him as gay but even if I hc him as multisexual in some way, I just can't see it working with Emily. (I know the ship is about all 3 of them but the Hunter/Emily part is where I have the issue if that makes sense. Like regardless of Kevin, I can't see the other two being into each other.)

I think I've seen some people point to this moment as showing there being something from Hunter towards Emily:

Which like...I almost get it but not quite?? It could just be my bias because I see it in his eyes when he looks at Kevin but here I just ultimately do not. I think he's looking at her like: "damn, she looks badass." And she does. She looks cool. In my opinion he's impressed by her but not like...swooning or anything, you know?

Altho don't get me started on people interpreting THIS look as attraction. I do think that's a little silly, personally. He's got nothing but contempt in his eyes here imo

Boy is grinding his teeth in quiet disdain. We can see the start of a fucking sneer. The camera cuts to Emily and when it cuts back to Hunter THIS is the face he's making:

Like idk about other people but that's not a look I'd give someone I'm in any way into.

But even if we put what Hunter would want aside...I can't see Emily being into him either?? It just doesn't mesh for me. Not in that way at least.

Like I can see them being close, for sure. Some of the WIPs I'm working on involve more of Hunter & Emily's friendship post-canon, like more stuff about them all as a band. And I can see them having a relationship that is close and involves like hugging and stuff like the occasional forehead kiss or something but it'd never be romantic to me.

It fundamentally just doesn't click for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Point 2: This is the one I really don't want anyone to misunderstand. Because it is not in any way something that applies to my thoughts or feelings on what anyone else does in their real life. Like when I say something doesn't appeal to me or I don't 'get' it, that's just a personal thing. It doesn't mean I think it's in any way bad or silly or whatever. IRL or in fandom. This is just my personal preference.

Group-relationship style polyamory doesn't appeal to me.

Like, polyamory actually does appeal to me, but just not in that way?? I like the concept of having multiple 1 on 1 relationships at the same time if that makes sense??

But on a core personal level I don't get the appeal of 1 relationship consisting of 3+ people. I don't know WHY it doesn't click for me but it just doesn't.

So it doesn't really appeal to me to read or write about it either.

TL;DR: While it's definitely not for me, I really don't care if other people like it & ship it. We all like what we like and don't what we don't. It's just not something I've really been interested in exploring myself.

Thank you for asking, Anon 🤘

#my post #metal lords #metallords #hunter sylvester #answered ask #hunters asks #anon ask #huntermakesgifs #hunterwriteswords

[versadies]

Hey hey!! I've been following you for a while now and I love your work sm aaa

Saw the event, I love soulmate au's 😩‼ as a gemini, may I request a gemini prompt + kaeya? Up to you who the enemy is, I trust you ^ ^

-🦚 @pavo-ocell-me

someday, one day (hc scenario)

penpal: omg hi !! im glad u love my work, i hope this is to ur liking 🙌

prompt: gemini the twins, enemy-lover soulmate au

pairing/s: kaeya x gn!reader

sypnosis: when you thought he was your enemy but is actually your lover.

includes: spoilers on diluc and kaeya's backstory, spoilers on genshin's official webtoon, violence, physical pain, burns, arguing, enthusiastic!diluc (pls take note that its canon that he USED to be like all the other pyro characters b4 his father's death.),

when you first met diluc, it felt like he was your knight in shining armor.

the first time you two met was when you accidentally fell down from your balcony after leaning too much on the railing and diluc managed to catch you bridal-style whilst he was on patrol around the city as a knight.

it truly was romantic– and a near-death experience for you.

so when you found out that his name is imprinted on your wrist, you felt ecstatic, and so did he.

since then, you two were known as the youngest soulmates who had found each other in mondstadt, people admiring your relationship with envy and happiness.

of course, you and diluc were a happy couple. although you would be lying if you said diluc is overall your type, you managed to find yourself falling in love with the man.

when crepus, diluc's father, found out about diluc's once-in-a-lifetime moment, he simply laughs and pats you and his son by your backs with a proud smile.

"by the time my son turns 18, we better make arrangements of your wedding! it's a ragnvindr tradition, after all." he comments eagerly. you honestly weren't sure if the man was joking or not.

it didn't take long before you meet his dear brother, kaeya.

when you find out his brother's name is the same as the one that's imprinted on your other wrist, being surprised is far from your reaction.

"don't worry about it, y/n." diluc reassures you one night as the two of you stroll around the city together. "i'll make sure nothing will go wrong between you and my brother. besides, you always have me, right?"

if diluc hadn't tried what he said, perhaps things would've gone differently than now.

in fear of being enemies with your future brother-in-law, you decided to avoid kaeya like a plague, giving the young man apologetic looks whenever you walk away from his presence.

as much as you're avoiding the man, you couldn't imagine hating on kaeya. every night, you always think of what can make kaeya your enemy. what is there to hate him? he's funny, chivalrous, everything that screams your type of men.

wait.. type?

your heart drops from the moment you started thinking romantic things about diluc's brother, looking behind you to see your soulmate sleeping soundly with a frown plastered on your face.

is diluc really your lover?

doubts started to cross your mind. what if diluc isn't your soulmate? what is there to prove that kaeya is your enemy? are you just overthinking things?

"i can't think about this." you murmured to yourself, pulling up your comforter before laying back down on your bed and try to fall asleep.

"i have a wedding to worry about next year."

just as you said, you did try not to think about the possibilities you have with the two brothers, distracting yourself with tasks and dates with your lover, who's quite oblivious to your problems going on inside your head.

unnoticed by you, you weren't the only one who has been burdened with your thoughts.

by the time diluc's birthday has arrived, the two of you started to get excited from your future wedding, excited to finally marry each other after years of spending your adolescence together.

you didn't expect an inconvenience during diluc and crepus's trip.

you didn't expect crepus trying to save diluc from a monster using something that no one but snezhnaya has ever heard of.

you didn't expect crepus asking diluc to put him out of his misery.

you didn't expect diluc to come strolling back to your shared home with blood stained in his clothing at a late hour.

you never, ever, expected your lover to fight his own brother when he took a visit.

and you did not expect your lover to plan on leaving you and everyone.

"what do you mean you're... you're leaving?" you ask in disbelief, staring at diluc as though he has two heads. "can't i go with you–?"

"no, this journey will be too dangerous for you–"

"this applies to you as well! you're not an immortal or some god–"

"i can do this on my own, y/n." he says with his eyes narrowed. you couldn't help but scoff in disbelief. this isn't the diluc you know and loved.

"but diluc.. isn't this too much? your father... i know crepus's death is too much but, why can't you stay?" you whispered, cupping his cheeks. "what about our wedding? the life you and i planned after your bi–"

"my father died and you're seriously thinking about our wedding?!" diluc forces your hands away from his face, glaring at you. "why can't you understand that i'm trying to find out the truth on this delusion–"

"i do understand!" you yelled out. "i do understand that you want to do this for him but what about monstadt? the knights? what about your brother–"

"HE'S NOT MY BROTHER!" he yelled, lashing out at you as you screamed in surprise when you saw fire in front of you, immediately covering your face with your arms out of reflex.

you didn't notice how your lover's eyes widens on what he did,

you couldn't notice him, not when you're too focused on the huge burns on your arms.

"oh my god..." diluc murmurs, slowly taking a few steps back as he takes a look of what he did, ignoring the sudden presence of adelaide and elzer, who both gasped from the scene.

your eyes starts to water from the intense pain, trying not to cry out and scream your heart out in fear of making your lover feel regret. you could honestly care less on what diluc is doing, all you could think about was the intense burns from your arms.

suddenly, the door was slammed open by kaeya– who was wet from the rain outside.

"what the hell did you do to them?!" kaeya exclaims, running towards you with a shocked look on his face. "i'll take you to the cathedral alright? the sisters will heal you." he whispers, wiping off the tears from your face as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and takes you towards the doors.

before diluc could let out a word from his mouth, kaeya gives him a glare.

"you may hate me for what happened," kaeya says.

"but for celestia's sake, don't ever come to them or call them your lover ever again."

that was the last time you saw diluc.

you eventually find out from the chattering nuns that the man had already left monstadt with no news of when he'll return, causing everyone to pity you and for diluc about what happened.

you were thankful that no one except the nuns found out about the incident of your arms.

throughout your stay in the cathedral, you usually find kaeya beside you, keeping an eye on you with a concerned look on his face. you honestly couldn't imagine what would've happened if the man didn't storm inside dawn winery. would diluc actually try to help you later on and leave? would you have suffered more with your injuries as he stands by watching you in disbelief?

whatever outcome you could think of, your heart ached from them all.

would diluc stayed had he been the one who tries to take care of your injuries?

either way, you knew the man is no longer the one you fell in love with from those years ago.

as years grew by, so did your friendship with kaeya.

although it was awkward from the start, you eventually warmed up to the man who you thought is your enemy, feeling more comfortable with him than before.

the two of you started having careers by then, with you having a successful career whilst kaeya becomes the calvary captain of the knights of favonius.

although the two of you are busy, you agreed to always meet each other at night in angel's share, where you drink the night away and talk about anything that comes out of your minds.

there wasn't a day when you thought about diluc.

thankfully, your burns weren't too severe and is slowly fading away throughout the years. but that doesn't mean the memories you had from it disappeared as well.

ever since that dreadful night, you started having nightmares about the incident, always finding yourself sitting up from your bed with a scared look on your face.

you wished you didn't want to see diluc this way, but you honestly couldn't bare to face him if he ever comes back to the city.

you don't see him as a lover or a friend. all he is to you at this very moment is your nightmare.

your nightmares simply washes away when kaeya comes up in your mind.

whenever you think about your so-called destined enemy, you felt comforted and safe. it was understandable really! you were touched by how he took care of you regardless of you being his "enemy".

however... now that you could think about it, the calvary captain has a lot more common with you than diluc himself. the fact that his brother made you laugh a lot and supported you in many ways made you started thinking that maybe diluc really isn't your destined lover.

your heart skips a beat from the thought of kaeya being your true lover, the smile you wore never fading away.

perhaps when you're finally starting to move on from the relationship you had with diluc, maybe... just maybe, kaeya could be the one you've been hoping for.

you started to sleep more peacefully, excited for the future that awaits.

somewhere in the calvary captain's home, the man is dreaming and hoping of you too.

#ik diluc doesnt have enemy-villainy energy but he's only your destined enemy because of how you don't like him as both friend and lover #anyways hope you enjoyed this! #diluc x reader angst #diluc x reader #genshin x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc x y/n #diluc x you #diluc headcanons #diluc scenarios #kaeya x reader angst #genshin kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya x you #kaeya x y/n #kaeya #kaeya fluff #kaeya imagines #kaeya alberich #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya alberich x you #kaeya headcanons #kaeya alberich x y/n #kaeya scenarios #diluc imagines #kaeya hcs #genshin hcs #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact au

[thebadgerclan]

NSFW Alphabet: Cedric Diggory

Requested by Anonymous

Smut!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Regardless of if the sex was rough and kinky or slow and passionate, Cedric always takes care of you after sex.  He’ll run you a bath, heal any marks he left (if you want), get you something to drink/eat, hold you, anything you need

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Cedric likes your tummy, regardless of its size.  He loves using it as a pillow, he loves running his hands over it, pressing kisses to it before he eats you out.  He likes his hands, specifically his fingers.  How they can stretch you out and make you come, how they feel when holding your hand, how you sometimes like to suck on them

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Cedric won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with, but he 100% prefers coming inside you rather than on your belly/thighs.  Of course, if you ask him not to, he won’t, but it just adds another element to sex

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Cedric likes to sniff your panties after you take them off, especially when you’re horny and wet for him

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s not the innocent Hufflepuff he seems to be, Cedric knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s had a fair few partners (both male and female)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cedric LOVES it when you ride him, it lets you control the pace, he can penetrate you deeper, and he gets to watch you fuck yourself.  That being said, he often grips your hips and thrusts up into you too

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Cedric is serious 98% of the time, he just doesn’t see the appeal of giggly sex

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Cedric has a thick patch of dense hair above the base of his cock, but he keeps it trimmed

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Cedric always tells you how beautiful/pretty/gorgeous you are and how much he loves you, regardless of if the sex is rough or not.  Even if he’s fucking you like a back alley whore, he’s going to tell you how much he loves you and how well you’re doing for him

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Far less than he did before he was with you, but Cedric still masturbates a fair amount.  After quidditch practice, in the showers, when there’s too much tension built up, and there’s no time to drag you into a dorm and fuck you senseless, he’ll indulge himself.  But he obviously prefers you to his hand

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Domination, edging, orgasm denial, bondage, teasing, praise

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The prefect’s bathroom, his dorm (he has one to himself), the quidditch locker rooms.  All places where he can take his time with you and with a low risk of getting caught

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you bat your lashes at him, when you tease him or act innocent (bc he knows you’re nowhere near innocent), seeing you in his clothes

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Cedric does not share.  You’re his and his alone, no one else gets to see you naked and moaning for him.  In a poly relationship, this obviously doesn’t apply, as he’d be involved with the other person as well, but Cedric will not do a casual threesome

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man LOVES eating you out. He’ll happily lie between your thighs for hours, licking and sucking at your cunt, making you come as many times as you physically can.  He’s talented too, knowing exactly where to lick to make you scream

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Ced can do both, but he’s more likely to fuck you hard and fast.  Sensual sex happens a lot too, but I’d day 60% of the time, it’s faster and rougher

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s all for them.  Cedric isn’t afraid to pull you into a broom closet, hike up your skirt, push your panties aside, and have his way with you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Cedric is willing to take risks, as long as he knows you’ll both be safe.  He’ll fuck you in empty classrooms, try out new kinks, but if you’re not into it, it’s not happening

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Cedric can last for 3 rounds, making you come at least twice per round.  I HC that he can come more than once without getting soft, and he definitely uses that to his advantage

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has a vibrator, some restraint, and a flogger, but nothing more than that.  Toys, in Cedric’s opinion, are meant to enhance pleasure, not take a partner’s place

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Cedric can tease like nothing else. He’ll make you blush so fiercely in public that people think you’re sick, he’ll edge you for hours until you’re sobbing, he’ll make you beg for him to so much as look at you.  But it’s worth it for the pleasure he gives you in return

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Cedric moans rather loud, which is why there’s a permanent silencing charm on his dorm

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The two of you once got caught by Percy, shagging in a classroom.  “I…” he stammered.  “I… No,” was all he said

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

A good 7-8 inches, thick and veiny

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Cedric will fuck you every night if you want him to.  He’s ready to go almost whenever

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He always makes sure you’re alright first, but usually it takes him 15ish minutes to fall asleep

#cedric diggory x reader #harry potter fanfiction #cedric diggory x you #harry potter reader insert

[cleoirvine]

Random Headcanons: Captains Addition

Just some quick hc's I was thinking about the other day. I will absolutely make more if anyone wants them:)

Daichi:

I picture Daichi to be someone who is genuinely protective when in a relationship

The type of person to text you good morning on his way to school/ good night as he’s about to go to bed

If he’s at your house studying with you and you fall asleep he will put your phone on the charger so it doesn’t die

Walks you to class and carries your bag on top of his own

Definitely the type to put a hand on the small of your back when you’re walking in tight or crowded places

I don’t see him as someone who is especially physical in public, like I think he keeps his pda to a minimum

But he’s still a teenage boy so all things considered I do think he would get *clingy* from time to time

If he stays after school to practice and he can’t walk home with you/catch the train he will ask you to text him when you get home just to make sure you arrived safely

He has the best communication skills out of all the captains, and he is incredibly patient, so if he gets frustrated or angry I think his first plan of action would be to talk things out and see where it goes from there

Dates with him are usually pretty casual, but what you don’t see is him panicking the day before he invites you because he wants everything to be perfect

Like I hc him as someone who won’t show it, but he plans everything down to the last detail to make sure everything is in order before he leaves his house to meet you

Probably picks up flowers for you because his mom said something about how romantic that would be

Is much more responsible than the average high school student and will always remind you to eat, take your vitamins, get enough sleep, etc

Buys you orange juice and slips a vitamin c tablet into it before giving it to you

Volleyball is a priority for him, but his team and the relationships he makes are what matter the most. At the end of the day, I think he realizes that you win some and you lose some, and he would rather be in your arms while thinking of those losses, than moping around on his own.

He seeks comfort in the most odd ways, like lifting your hand and placing it on top of his head

Or sticking his hands in the front pockets of your sweatshirts

Overall I think Daichi is a sweetheart, and that would show through while dating

Oikawa:

Bruhhhh this boy is so mf whiney

Like he will complain about everything that is surface level, but if something is truly bothering him he will keep it pent up

Part of the reason why his past relationships didn’t work is because he didn’t know how to balance volleyball and an s/o and always prioritized one (ahem, volleyball) over the other

So if he asks you out or vice versa, you need to be ready to give him unconditional support

Regardless, Oikawa is someone who is caring by instinct. I think that after becoming captain, be began to realize that it was better to lead his team on equal footing, so he took notice of any and everything

He applies this technique while dating, and sometimes has to remember that you’re not a volleyball opponent, you’re his s/o

He strikes me as the type of person to hold the door for you and then right as you’re about to reach the handle, will let it slam closed in your face while laughing from behind the glass

If you’re shorter than him, he will make fun of your height

If you’re taller than him, he will make fun of your height

You don’t win either way

I think he likes receiving confessions on the outside, but deep down he knows that these girls don’t really want anything special from him, and that bothers him to an extent

He’s still a teenage boy with a massive ego though, and while confessions may be one way to stroke it, I think he would want something genuine and passionate

I think he would also be the type of person to walk you home and then realize half a mile in that he got the both of you lost cause he was rambling about aliens or something

Definitely listens to true crime/supernatural podcasts

Probably has a Buzzfeed Unsolved addiction and watches Shane and Ryan in between study breaks

He is someone who has a lot of drive, and would want someone who is equally if not more hardworking than him

Would ask you to baby sit with him

Unlike Daichi you’re gonna be the one plugging his phone in at night so it doesn’t die

Will fall asleep on top of you if you don’t move every once in awhile, so be prepared to hold it if you’ve gotta use the bathroom

Kuroo:

Kuroo is a menace in the best way possible

He is so sly and he loves to tease you to the point where it can be almost unbearable

But he definitely knows where and when to draw the line, and on the off chance he does cross it, he apologizes almost immediately

I think Kuroo in a relationship would be really playful and laid back

He’s not someone who takes things too seriously, and is extremely intuitive and knows how to match other people's vibes/wave lengths

But when you first start dating it’s going to be awkward asf let's be real

He probably trys to warm up to you with some chemistry pick up line that flies right over your head

And while you sit there and laugh awkwardly while you question everything you’ve been taught in school up until now

Kuroo is attempting to recover from such a disastrous fail

But if you do understand the pun, and shoot him one back that is equally as intelligent, he will get all red in the face and will hide his blushing cheeks behind his hands

Either way, he’s going to be flustered

Kuroo is someone who can pick up on other people's emotions pretty well, and is quite observant, which comes in handy when dating

Will ask you what’s wrong before you even realize you’re upset

Brings you little cartons of milk or coffee and drops them off on your desk before school if he thinks you’ll be tired when you arrive

Despite his boisterous attitude, Kuroo is like *smart smart* ok he knows his stuff

He probably doesn’t even study he most likely just pays attention in school and takes really good notes and then right before a quiz he looks them over once

He makes up songs in his head to help him memorize important information, whether for school or for volleyball

Will 100% attempt to introduce you to Kenma

But if the blonde doesn’t like you then he will drop you

Jokes jokes (kind of) but I think it’s important for Kuroo that his best friend kind of likes you, or else it would be really awkward among the three of you

He will carry a hair tie on his wrist for you if you need it

If you’re bigger than him he will steal your sweatshirts, regardless of what’s on it.

I can imagine him studying with you one night and leaving with a hoodie, and rolling up to practice with like Sailor Moon plastered on the front of it

Really gives zero fucks

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[fenristheorem]

Hi!^^

Could you make a hc about Lance and Guardian first date? 👀

Hello! This ask turned into a bit of a headcanon / scenario hybrid, I hope you don’t mind! It’s was so tempting to write in-depth about so many things through this that I couldn’t stop myself lol.

Also, I put a couple of my own headcanons on Lance’s dragon form in here because we know basically nothing except how he looks.

~Under the cut~

Lance and Guardienne's first date:

Guardienne may have been the first one to show interest in advancing their relationship from friends to partners (since Lance was very hesitant to do that as he feels he doesn’t deserve it after everything he’s done), but Lance will take it upon himself to initiate the first date after she clearly has interest, and he won’t take it lightly.

His seriousness about this is due to two main reasons: the instinctual nature of being a dragon - which includes all the courtship instincts that are a part of his people’s culture - and the belief that she truly deserves to be taken seriously.

Lance may not have been raised by his people, but dragons are feral creatures by nature and, therefore, instincts are a prominent part of their life. The knowledge that she’s agreeing to date him will be translated into a very basic idea within those instincts: she’s allowing him to court her. There - of course - will be more to their relationship than just Lance trying to court her, but this idea merely shows what instincts will be active through the beginning of their relationship until they’re both sure they want to be together long-term. The point of having courtship instincts is to show a potential mate that said dragon is competent at providing, protecting, and caring for their love interest, so that’s exactly what Lance plans to do. These instincts - combined with knowing her personality and interests - will help him to think of things he can find, plan, or do for her that are specifically chosen because he believes she’ll like it. He wants to show her that he is an ideal mate for her, so he’ll keep trying to prove that relentlessly until they both have confirmed their affection for each other over and over again, in which case Lance will still keep providing and caring for her, but will be less aggressive about it. These instincts also act as a major impulse control for Lance, and this can be either harmful or beneficial for him. They can influence in-the-moment decisions, especially with physical touch, like whether or not he kisses her in one moment or how he chooses to hold her. This can be harmful in the manner where he may pressure her past her boundaries a bit by accident - unknowingly trying to prove how deep his want for her is and being caught up in the moment and his own physical feelings so he’s rendered unable to immediately realize her discomfort unless she makes a clear gesture that she’s not yet interested. The last thing Lance wants it to make her uncomfortable, so he’ll try to keep from doing something unless it’s relatively clear that she’ll react positively to it, but from that thought, this can also be greatly beneficial as it allows him to recognize things that he - or other men - may otherwise overlook. There may be a moment where she’s interested in possibly initiating something, but may be too shy to actually take the first step. He’s very detail orientated, so he’ll likely notice this subtle change in how she acts as she ponders a thought, and can instinctually recognize a few changes in her physical being - like glancing from his eyes to his lips, initiating a few kind but somewhat unnecessary touches, unknowingly accentuating a few attractive parts of her body, and even going as far as detecting a faint change in scent when she’s aroused (although, that last one will come a bit later in the relationship). Sometimes Lance will purposely tamp down any instinctual habits for the sake of proper self-control and not needing to second-guess any action that may actually make her uncomfortable, but usually when Lance detects a few signs that she’s heavily interested in him in the moment - and it’s clearly romantic interest, not interest in just the conversation topic - those instincts will unravel and he won’t be able to stop himself from immediately leaning forward to steal her lips in a kiss.

These instincts overall are very serious to him, and he doesn’t intend to take her courtship lightly - after all, his actions and his manner with her will influence how her feelings develop with him, and that’s influenced by how his instincts effect him in this situation. However, that doesn’t mean he’ll go out of his way to change for her or do things (that he may not like, especially) just because he thinks she’ll like it. If his instincts are continuously telling him to do things that she’s not liking, then perhaps they’re not as compatible as he’d like to think. He’s willing to give her things that are influenced by his instincts that she’ll surely like, but if he needs to think and act differently than who he is, then their relationship will be based off a lie, and he’s not about to base any part of his life - or someone else’s life that concerns him - off of a lie made solely to please.

He’s also taking this date seriously because he feels it would disrespectful of him to not take it seriously. This is a given regardless of who it is, but he feels it applies with her even more than it would with anyone else due to this reasoning: Lance has tried to kill her in the past - multiple times - and he tried to kill her friends and destroy the world that she loves so dearly. So not only would it be disrespectful in general to waste her time with a date that isn’t well planned or thought out, but it would be incredibly disrespectful to the point of being truly unforgivable if he did all of those horrible things and then tried to win her affections by thinking that a shallow, poorly thought out date would even begin to be acceptable in proving that he’s an ideal man for the savior of Eldarya. It takes the idea of wasting her time and thinking poorly of her intelligence and self-worth to a whole new level - and Lance is not about to risk that in any way. This is the woman who actually managed to put up a fight against him (hopeless, but he gives her credit for trying because she believed in her reasoning), who saved Eldarya, and is now moving past bitter old emotions to begin considering taking her past sworn enemy as her future lover. She has gained his respect in a multitude of ways, so there is no way that he’s going to take their first date lightly.

That being said, he struggles for a few days planning what he wants to do with her. He did ask her if there was anything in specific she’d like to do - only for her to say that there was nothing in particular, so all the planning was on him. Lance wants a good balance of including things she likes and would appreciate while also adding in his own interests. He believes that their first date should reflect how he thinks their relationship would manifest - and what he would like it to be and what he thinks she’d like it to be - while being conscious that this will be the first glimpse into a possible intimate life with each other, which can be off putting at first, so he thinks of everything that that would include and / or influence; food, entertainment, traveling, talking, etc. It was a good thing he told her prior to expect to be with him the whole day as he eventually finds himself needing to carefully manage and plan things to assure the date will go as he hopes, otherwise the rest of the day wouldn’t be very ideal. He’s sure to have a few back-up plans, though, just in case something does go awry so the date isn’t a total failure.

Guardienne knows absolutely nothing about what he’s planning, the only thing he told her is to take the whole day off and wear something comfortable yet functional that she isn’t afraid to get dirty. This almost scares her, and for a while she wonders what she got herself into by saying yes to his offer - after all, Lance has always had a creative mind with their “adventures” in the past - but she will admit that she does trust him now, and she follows his advice when the day of their date comes.

Lance is sure to give Huang Hua a few day’s warning about his day off and who he’s leaving in charge that day - she raises an eyebrow and grins the slightest bit when he mentions the exact day he needs to take off, but doesn’t ask any questions - and rises early on the day of their date to meet Guardienne in the Dinning Hall at the time they agreed on.

Now Karuto doesn’t like Lance at all much, and the dragon knows this, so when he originally asked the chef to prepare a few special meals he was turned down very quickly. But then he mentioned that it’s for Guardienne as well...

“Oh? You want me to prepare a special meal for her for you? Ha! Why?”

“Well... we intend to spend the day together so I want to be sure she has a nice time, and you’re cooking is excellent, Karuto. I know Guardienne really appreciates your food, and I don’t want to take any risks of things going wrong, so I was thinking that if we could have a breakfast and dinner at the dinning hall, and a lunch to go, that would be a definite way to begin to make sure she has a nice time.”

Karuto’s ladle clattered to the floor as the Satyr whipped his head around to look Lance dead in the eye, a dumbstruck expression on his face - almost looking as though he’s seen a ghost. Lance met his gaze evenly, expecting this reaction. He knew the chef didn’t like him that much, he didn’t blame him, but he hoped that Karuto could perhaps bless him with this favor for Guardienne’s sake.

“You mean... you have a date with her?” Karuto’s voice was faintly high pitched, reconfirming just how shocked he was. Lance shifted a bit, glancing to the ground as he did before meeting his gaze again.

“Ah, well... yes. So I’d really like things to go well. And try to keep this on the down-low. This is our first date and I think everything would go better overall if it didn’t spread like wildfire through the guard just yet.”

Karuto’s facial features softened a bit as he listened, picking up the ladle and shuffling to throw it in the sink before fishing another from one of the various hooks along the wall and returning to the pot on the stove.

“...Well, I suppose I can’t say no... and... - ahm - congrats? I’ll be sure to keep quiet about this, I guess, for her sake. Now what are you thinking of for the meals?” Karuto still looked quite surprised, but there was a sincerity in his expression and tone that Lance trusted, and he promptly thanked Karuto for doing him this favor. However, the Satyr also made sure to give him the full version of “if you try anything with her and I hear of it, I’ll personally make your life hell.” Lance quickly realizes that Karuto really likes her, and assures him he won’t do anything she doesn’t want. It doesn’t really seem to convince the chef, but he also probably realizes that there’s nothing he can do to stop this. Guardienne can be just as stubborn as the dragon, after all, and she’s already said yes to this.

Fortunately, Karuto kept his word and prepared a special breakfast for the both of them - Lance quickly noticed that his was prepared with quality as well, although the chef gave him a sharp look - and Guardienne soon realized that their breakfast was different than what was being served to others as they settled into a quiet corner of the hall. Lance - somewhat sheepishly - admitted that he’d asked a special favor from Karuto, and Guardienne grinned appreciatively at this.

When they were finished, Lance retrieved the lunches - nodding in thanks to Karuto as he did, the chef still giving him a meaningful look - and stored them in the small travel bag he packed, heading out of the guard with Guardienne to lead her to the open plains.

The next part of his plan was a bit shifty. It’s always possible that she could back out or become uncomfortable, but he feels - despite his anxiousness - that this should be how things are done. If Guardienne at any point became uncomfortable, then he would immediately yield to her wishes, but he really hoped she didn’t. He believes this is where their date can truly begin, and he hopes that she has enough faith in him to follow his plans.

He dropped the bag on the ground and turned to her, leveling a calm stare on her as she tilted her head in curiosity.

“You’ve never rode a dragon, correct?”

“I hope that’s not an innuendo.” She cracks a smile and raises a brow as she looks at him, he grins slyly in return. 

“No - not this time at least.” He can play the game of wit. Guardienne’s smile grows before falling, a faint trace of wistful mourning crossing her expression.

“But, actually I have. Your brother, during the war...” Lance remembered that and his grin dropped, but this was something different. That was into war, when neither were paying attention to the actual experience and were focused on preserving their lives. He needed to know if she actually experienced seeing the world from a dragon’s eye view.

“Yes, I know that, but have you actually rode a dragon and been able to focus on the experience? Flying into war is very different than flying for leisure.”

“No, I haven’t experienced that...” She looked intently at him now, understanding where he was leading the topic.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes... I trust you.” Her eyes met his steadily as she responds. Everything is going as he hoped so far.

Whisps of white and cerulean blue shifted around Lance as he began shifting into his dragon form, stretching his wings out and lifting his head towards the sky to adjust once fully transformed before taking a few steps towards her as Guardienne picked up the travel bag. She admired the beautiful rippling of crystalline blue and snow white scales as he sauntered towards her before crouching down and lowering his neck. Sudden nervousness swept over Guardienne - he was certainly big, easily close to 10 feet tall - if not taller - with a thick, muscular form, but she never actually had the chance to think about riding a dragon before doing so, and that realization seemed intimidating to her now. Will she just hang onto the ice-like horns that adorn his upper neck? Won’t her weight be tiring for him in time? What about her legs, where should she put them? Could he really lift her weight into the air as easily as he seems to think?

Lance took notice of her hesitance and tilted his head and neck to look at her with a piercing eye, watching her as she stared for a moment.

“I...”

“I understand this may seem daunting. If you feel you can trust this, I would recommend doing so - I have wonderful things planned for us - but I won’t force you. I have backup plans closer to the guard if you feel you’re not ready for this.” Lance’s heart twists a bit - he really wanted to do this with her. This was really the only possible hindrance, if she could just get past this and trust him...

“No, it’s fine. I just... how do I hold on?” Guardienne quickly snaps to and laughs a bit, securing the travel bag to her and lifting a leg to straddle his lower neck. She placed her hands on his neck for a moment before curiously running her hands along his scales. Such a wonderful texture...

A purr rumbles from the dragons chest as he relaxes, pleased that she was agreeing with this.

“Hang on to the horns around my neck and wrap your legs around me - be sure to dig your heels in, it’ll help stabilize you.”

Guardienne did as told and instinctively leaned forward on his neck, clinging close to dear life.

“When we’re up in the air you can re-adjust your grip a bit to be more comfortable. Are you ready?” Lance raised his neck from the ground and Guardienne braced herself, already feeling unsettlingly high in the air - but she knew she wanted this.

“Yea.”

Lance tilted his head towards the sky again and spread his wings wide, leaping from the ground to hover for a moment before his wings scored through the air with a loud, windy woosh. Guardienne watched as his wings folded a bit, his scales shimmering beautifully in the sunlight, before stretching out and falling upon the air again. With every down stroke of his wings, Lance’s head and neck raised into the air a bit, the rest of his body following the rippling motion as he climbed higher in the air and gained speed.

Guardienne dared not look down as they rose above the trees, instead hunkering down a bit to press herself closer to the ice dragon. They were heading higher than she’s ever been while riding another creature - and while she did trust Lance, it still unsettled her greatly knowing how far their drop would be if he were thrown off balance and unable to recover. But he has years of experience of flying, she reminded herself. It was unlikely for him to lose control of himself.

Lance could sense a bit of her anxiety and shifted his wing pattern, smoothing out his climb to be more steady and less aggressive in how he moved. Guardienne fortunately seemed to lose some of her worries as he climbed with more subtle movements, and just as she relaxed a bit he shifted his pattern again. They were high enough in the sky now to where Lance just needed to change direction to head towards their destination, so he leveled out in the sky, letting his wings glide through the air.

Guardienne shifted the slightest bit as he leveled out, making sure she had a good grip, and caught sight of the ground below while doing so - but contrary to how terrifying she thought it would feel when seeing it from this distance, it was actually beautiful.

Trees dotted the ground, forming into masses of liquid dark green forests against the pale green of soft grass while blue-silver rivers - the color of moondust - meandered through grass and forest alike, dipping to disappear among trees before emerging again at a very separate location. Dark grey boulders dotted along the rivers and streams, and the occasional creature bolted along the plains as it ran from the shadow of the mighty entity flying above it.

She remained entranced at the landscape below as Lance tilted slightly, gliding elegantly through the air as he banked into a turn. Something of a purr rumbled from his chest as Guardienne leaned against him more, faintly adjusting her grip to hold higher on his horns so she could lean closer to him while admiring the ground.

“The land is much nicer from the air, isn’t it?” Lance called out to her as he tilted his head to glance at her, relief welling in his chest when he noted the starry-eyed gaze Guardienne wore as she looked at the ground.

“It’s beautiful!” Her tone will filled with awe, no hint of nervousness appearing anywhere in her energy anymore. He knew she would love this, she just had to push past the fear.

As they flew, Guardienne became more and more comfortable with flying, eventually allowing herself to sit somewhat upright so she can get a wider view of the great expanse of land stretching endlessly beneath them rather than what’s directly below them. It reminded her a lot of when she flew on airplanes, but this was much more free and wild.

Mountain ranges dotted the distance one way - tall, grey and monumental in the face of all the specks of trees and strings of rivers - and thicker forest canopy darkened the forest in some deeper parts of the trees. Open plains flowed beneath them and, with a quick glance over her shoulder, she saw the deep blue of the ocean behind them, growing further and further away. She basked in the view as Lance glided through the air, and Guardienne came to realize that properly riding a dragon isn’t half as worrisome as she originally thought.

She looked ahead and saw a murky, grey-blue expanse approaching from among the trees and plains - immediately recognizing it as a large lake dotted with large, jutting boulders - and beyond that a small cliff. It was as though a small mountain once stood there, but half was taken and replaced by a lake, leaving the other half a jagged, rocky outcrop against the bright sky as it led further back to sloping plains.

Lance dived faintly, gliding softly downward as they approached the lake. For a moment Guardienne’s thoughts filled with alarm as he seemed to intend to send them straight into the water, and she was about to open her mouth to express her concerns when he tilted his wings a few feet away from the surface and stopped their decline just before the water.

Instead, Guardienne’s breath was taken away from her as she looked into the lake, their reflection mirrored beautifully in the deep blue as they glided mere feet away from the surface of the still water, wakes rippling through as they passed by from the airflow of the dragon she rode. Lance tilted himself just slightly, turning their path to allow the edge of his wing to just faintly brush the surface with a soft hiss as water sprayed out behind. However, left upon the surface in the wake from his wing was a long trail of glittering, cloudy ice - spiked along the edges as it froze the rippling water during it’s impact against the dragon’s wing. She watched in fascination the ice trail that followed them, suddenly wondering how the water felt, and pressed her front completely against Lance as she leaned down. Gripping him tightly with her hand and legs, she took a calming breath and leaned slightly to his side, reaching to the lake. 

Lance tilted his head to look at her again and straightened out, letting them drop closer until he was a risk of sending them straight into the water if he glided any lower. Fortunately, this was all the decline Guardienne needed, and the tips of her fingers brushed through the surface; cold and grating against her skin at their speed - but spraying out in a similar fashion as the water that had sprayed from Lance’s wing - and leaving her breathless from the experience.

The start of an astonished laugh bubbled from her chest before she leaned completely back, readjusting her grip again as she looked across the water on both sides. Exhilaration flowed through her bones and veins as she took in their speed in comparison to the lake and trees along the bank, and she let out a full laugh as she threw her head back to the sky, letting the wind whip over her skin as she embraced the experience of truly riding a dragon. 

Joy bubbled within Lance as he took in her chiming laugh, and as they began to near the occasional large boulder jutting from the lake water he pondered the next part of his plan again. Hopefully she was in the mood for an even more thrilling ride...

He came up upon the first boulder, emerging many feet above the water and shifted his wings again, tilting them to soar upwards and give a flap to keep their speed as he fluently arced above the boulder, letting himself glide slowly down again and targeting two boulders near to each other next. He arced over one again and dived safely above the water, spreading his wings and banking into a sharp, drifting turn to swerve around the second rock. Guardienne shifted on his lower neck as he moved, flattening herself to him and adjusting her balance slightly when needed. When they were level above the water again, approaching their last chance to safely fly away from the approaching cliff, Lance glanced back toward Guardienne to find her studying the immense, jagged rise. She locked her gaze with his one eye, giving a wild grin as she adjusted herself and held on tighter.

Lance knew that she knew his intent, and her grin and tightening grip was all he needed to know that she wanted in on this experience, so he rose slightly above the lake again to beat his wings and gain speed as he scanned the cliff for the best path.

“Have you ever done anything like this?” Guardienne called to him, leaning with him as he tilted to avoid a large rock with an overhanging arch. They passed under it and a crumbling sounded from behind them. She looked back in time to see a fair part of that arch crumble from where they just passed under and splash into the water. Suddenly she was harshly reminded that the landscape could shift due to the wind currents from the dragon, and they don’t have any control over it. Her gaze turned to look at Lance again as he looked back to her.

“If I can fight in the air then I can navigate through cliff sides, and this certainly isn’t the first time I’ve flown through rocky outcrops or forests. Be sure to keep a tight grip, though, this’ll require finessing.”

Guardienne trusted his experience with this, so she nodded her head and gave him a trusting grin - he wouldn’t be doing this if he felt he couldn’t execute it.

Lance turned back to study the sloping cliff and the rocky lake before it again, finding an ideal path upward, and steadied his wings to prepare for the sudden moment where he would enact his first movement. 

Guardienne held onto him, anticipation making her heart race as she studied the rocks as well.

And then Lance banked harshly to the side, heading towards a large, thin ridge rising out of the water that was crumbling on one side.

He tilted back, rising into the air and closing quickly in on the ridge top before arcing himself tightly over it. Nearly immediately on the other side was another jutting formation, and - as he was gliding downward - his wings shifted and he rose his head and neck to the sky to begin to slow their descent and climb again, then tilted nearly vertical to the side to veer around the formation, bringing them closer to the immense cliff edge now nearly directly above them. Lance soared along the length of cliff for a moment, level with the water now as he spotted an arch adjoining the cliff. He glided to it and folded his wings safely in for a moment as they passed through before flicking his wings open on the other side and immediately banked upwards into the sky.

Guardienne held on tight, pressing herself close to Lance as he easily - gracefully - maneuvered around rocks and overhangs, climbing up the cliff at a soaring speed without bringing them too close to risk any harm, but still close enough to feel the humbleness of realizing how small they still are in comparison to the massive stones. Her head swung wildly around, watching the stones they drifted around and embracing the breathtaking view of the water receding below them. Lance dived and arced and rolled in the air, rising and falling as he maneuvered the cliff. Guardienne diligently held herself close to him, doing her best to adjust herself in subtle ways that might make his flying easier for him while embracing the beauty of the light reflecting off of water below and the shadows cast over them as they soared beneath rock formations.

Guardienne looked towards the sky again as Lance soared along the cliff - noticing that they were about rise over the crest - and leaned her head against his neck gently, silently thanking him for the wonderful, thrilling experience he gave her. They rushed past the peak and kept their fast incline upward to let the speed die out on its own, and Guardienne took the chance to look around as they gided. Light shimmered beautifully off streams through muted green grasslands and forests, similar to where they just came from, but large, silver-grey rock formations jutted out of the ground here, like the boulders in the lake. A feeling of calm content rolled through Guardienne as she surveyed the landscape and rested against the dragon, breathing in the fresh air around them as it breezed by her. She almost wanted to cry from the beauty of the landscape and the experience of freely riding a dragon, understanding completely now exactly why Lance wanted to share this with her. This was something that couldn’t possibly be rivaled by any other experience.

They flew peacefully for only a few minutes longer before Lance glided to a slow stop just a few feet above the top of a hill, reaching out with his hind legs to plant firmly on the grass and lean down so Guardienne could dismount. He checked in on her after shifting back to his human form, trying to get a read on her opinion of the ride, only to be pleasantly surprised when she smiled and laughed, rambling about the humbling feeling of rising above the great earth to dance around it’s formations and soar the skies above it. Fortunately, the flying part of the date was also the most questionable - the most likely thing that would make Guardienne regret her choice - but just as Lance expected and planned for, she enjoyed the thrill instead.

Lance didn’t really have much planned after that to be honest, despite the aggressive way he worried about the plans. He intended for a few specific things to come up during their date, but from here it was really just walking and talking until encountering the right scenario for it. However, he did know roughly where he was and where they needed to go for them to spend the next few hours, so he kindly took the travel bag from her and they headed off in the direction he set, keeping a relaxed pace as they trekked over the hills and rock formations towards the forests around them. 

They talked about anything and everything as they walked - although Guardienne was particularly interested in his dragon powers after what she just experienced, and Lance was more than happy to give her all the information she wished for. He kept a close eye on her as they walked as well, darting out to stabilize her when she stumbled over a root or vine and making sure she had a clear path through any poisonous plants so they wouldn’t brush against her. He didn’t want their time together to end early because she had gotten hurt - of which she had a wonderful record of doing.

They came across a river after a while of walking - slow moving and clear enough that they could see the vibrant fish and other aquatic creatures scuffling around beneath the surface. Guardienne knelt next to the water’s edge to watch the display while Lance settled next to her, leaning forward to watch as well while thinking that he could have decided to hunt for her and cook his catch instead of just asking Karuto to create a lunch. However, this was their first date, and Lance was partially prepared for the possibility where she didn’t end up enjoying it as much as she was enjoying it currently. With that in mind, he let the thought pass over him without any regrets - Karuto’s cooking was a sure way to have her enjoy their lunch out here when her final opinions of everything else could still vary - and marked it down as a thought for a later date if she was interested.

“They’re so colorful.” Guardienne smiled and dipped a finger into the water. The creatures in the vicinity of her finger scattered, rushing up or downstream or crawling along the bottom of the stream. A small, regretful grimace came to her face at seeing the reaction, dejectedly pulling her finger out of the water.

“I guess they’re as skittish as the fish back on Earth.” A minor, guilty smile came to her face as she looked at Lance, who grinned gently back and let out an amused huff, leaning his shoulder against her’s softly. Guardienne leaned into him as well and turned back to the expanse of the river, watching as creatures slowly returned from their hiding places. She glanced down the length of the river, recalling what she learned about Lance’s abilities earlier.

“Could you freeze over this whole river? Turn the whole thing into ice?” She asked curiously, wondering exactly the extent of his powers. Lance smiled at her before taking her hand in his.

“Probably, but I much more enjoy doing things like this.” He took her hand in his, his larger palm over the back of her small hand, and dipped their fingers into the water. The creatures - ruffled again from the intrusion into their domain - spread out again, but Guardienne was more interested this time in the pure white, feathery substance that began to spread across the surface of the water, originating from their hands. It looked like frost that spiraled out onto the water in every which way. As the water grew slightly colder - a sharp contrast to the striking warmth of Lance’s hand on hers - a few of the tendrils branched back towards them and crawled along the bank of the river, slipping up to slink across a few plants in it’s path.

Guardienne found herself entranced by the beauty of the living frost, even reaching down to the water with her other hand to brush her fingertips along the thin, fragile swirls. They were cold and hard to the touch, but a small amount of pressure applied made the frost dip under her fingers before she backed away. It was definitely thin and fragile; something beautiful to look at but not to touch.

She leaned against Lance a bit more without speaking, enjoying the quiet, beautiful moment they were sharing. He ran the pad of his thumb over the outer side of hers kindly.

Some time later they were moving again, trekking through light forests that were shifting into rollings hills and flatland. Guardienne savored the light breeze and warm sun as it traveled across the land and brushed her skin. It was a good thing that the weather was nice, otherwise Lance would have needed to change his plans. Guardienne was truly enjoying the date so far - if she knew what this date would be like beforehand, only for it to be changed by the weather, she would have been severely disappointed. However, this brought the thought of what Lance would have done if they couldn’t have gotten this far into the date.

As they walked, they discussed Lance’s backup plans, revealing that he - in the event of bad weather or something else restricting his original plans - would have then opted to spend the day with her in one of their rooms, probably his, or possibly have spent time somewhere else. If the weather wasn’t too bad - just a small bit of rain or something - then he would have even considered taking her to sit underneath the Cherry Tree to spend time in silence together. Frankly, he had a lot of things in mind that they could have done, it just would have depended on her mood and the weather.

They talked for a while until they encountered a shallow ravine, and Lance put his arm out to stop her, staring intently at the pointy, vibrant colored plants that dusted the bottom. He grabbed a nearby branch and stuck one end into the ravine - sinking a few feet into the plants before hitting solid ground - and continued to do the same motion as he walked alongside the dip, poking the stick against the ground every few feet as it hit at a slowly quickening pace. Guardienne watched with interest as Lance continued to walk further before he turned to her with a faint grin and a raised eyebrow.

“I hope you don’t intend to stand there all day. It’ll be easier to cross when the dip is more shallow.”

He turned back to testing the depth and walking as Guardienne snapped out of her watching, a grin making it’s way to her face as she began to follow him. The stick reached only a foot or two deep into the ravine now.

“I don’t know, I was thinking I would stand there until you decided to carry me across like a princess. Add a new twist to the typical story of a princess being kidnapped by a fearsome dragon, you know?” She spoke in a humored tone, turning her gaze away for a moment to look at their surroundings, only to begin to turn her attention back to him when she heard the thump of the stick falling to the ground.

She let out a surprised squeak as she suddenly found herself off the ground, leaning back and being pulled to Lance’s chest as he picked her up with ease. Her hands found holds within his armor to cling to him as he began heading towards the ravine.

“Lance! What are you doing!?” She laughed as she clung to him, pleasantly shocked at his sudden actions.

“Well fortunately the kidnapping part is over, so now this age-old, horrifying tale can be continued in a lighter manner - per se with the beautiful princess being protected by said fearsome dragon from potentially poisonous plants. It’s better if only one of us trek through this instead of both.” He spoke in a light tone as well, a smirk on his face as he glanced over to meet her gaze quickly. The reminder of the kidnapping - and his past overall - weren’t a usually pleasant memory, yet somehow she made it easy to pass over, even joke about on occasion.

“Hey, I probably could have carried you.” Gaurdienne laughs as she says this, looking up at him with a humorous but fierce gaze. Lance found himself shaking with laughter as well.

“I’d like to see you try!” 

He sets her down gently on the other side of the ravine, keeping a hand on her hip as she finds stable footing along the slope and rocks before they head off again, talking and joking with each other all the while.

Lance certainly begins to open up as they walk, and Guardienne’s time with him turns less from a date with the man who once tried to kill her - and who’s loyalty she questions sometimes - to an enjoyable hang-out with someone who might as well have been an old friend. They find themselves laughing about many different things and carrying witty conversations together, occasionally broken by Lance adding in small informational bits regarding things they pass by that Guardienne comments on.

Eventually the forest is left behind them and they start their hike across rolling, wide pastures, the wind breezing through the tall grass as they climbed their way up a sloping hill. A strong wind current hit Guardienne at the top before calming as she looked at the land around them.

A beautiful river curled around the base of the hill, and a small lake sat off not too far in the distance, leading further to forest again. Clouds still dotted the sky, with no storm in sight.

“Are you hungry?” Guardienne turned her attention back to Lance as he spoke, glancing up to note the sun’s position in the sky. It was high above them, but was noticeably starting it’s decline towards the horizon again.

“Yea. Now that you say it, I am starting to get hungry.”

They stopped on the hill and Lance began to scan the ground, fussing with the travel bag as he stared at one spot.

He slightly nervously pulled out a thin, soft blanket from within the small travel bag, letting the faint wind spread it out as he laid it on the ground.

“Wait, did you drag me all the way out here for a picnic?” Guardienne giggled as she watched his ministrations, and a faint dark red brushed Lance’s face as he paused and avoided her gaze.

“I suppose it does look like that.” He grinned broadly and breathed a laugh. Lance originally saw the date as a combination of many things that they’d both enjoy, but it did seem like the main highlight was their lunch now...

“Don’t worry, I’ve enjoyed the whole date so far. Unless the food sprouts wings I don’t think it’ll rival the thrilling ride you gave me.” Guardienne giggled as she approached the blanket he set down.

“Who said I was worried?” He looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a sly grin now.

“Ugh, fine then Mr. Cool and Collected... That’s a nice look on you by the ways.” She brushed off his comment and internally laughed at the contradiction she pointed out, looking away before meeting his gaze again with a tinge of smugness. 

“It would look better on you.” Lance quickly retorted. Guardienne couldn’t stop her shy grin and her heart from racing when he turned his sharp blue gaze on her, a blush faintly dusting his face as he grinned dangerously at her through narrowed eyes. Somehow, no matter what state he’s in, he always seems to manage to get her restless. 

They settled onto the blanket - Lance resting his sword on the ground next to the cloth so it was out of the way - and began to unpack the food that Karuto cooked, placing it carefully on slightly uneven ground. They carried on conversations as they ate, enjoying the warmth of the day and the breeze that brushed by, even spotting a wild rabbit-like creature racing across the grassland.

Some time later, after their meal was finished and the scraps packed up tightly in the travel bag to take back, they laid back on the blanket, watching as snowy clouds passed overhead. Guardienne suggested that they stay there for a while and watch the clouds, and she began pointing out certain clouds that looked like shapes or companions to her. Lance quickly caught on to the idea and pointed out a few things as well. They even started debating what clouds looked like what, nipping lightly at each other with humorous words when they scuffled about whether a cloud looked like a Warrifang or a Gallytrot.

Eventually they continued their journey across the prairie, heading towards the small lake in the distance. When it was finally up close - the sun truly beginning it’s descent towards the horizon, casting a chilled breeze across the land and gorgeously highlighting the colors of grass and lake alike - she looked into the water. Small pebbles were scattered across the lake bottom, and she stopped at the edge to peer across the water as Lance walked a bit further. He took her hand gently, drawing her attention back to him to look at him in surprise.

Lance was standing on the water in front of her.

Guardienne looked at the surface of the water that he stood on to find it iced over - a circle that surrounded him by a few feet - thicker where he stood and thinning out until it crackled away at the edges. She looked up to meet his gaze with shock.

"Come on." He urged her to step out onto the ice with him with a humored smile, placing a foot in front of her path to summon another ice circle for her before backing off.

Really, she shouldn't have been so surprised - his abilities heavily vary in their use, so it makes complete sense that he could do this. However, she couldn’t shake the flutter in her chest as she looked at him. Was it his casualness that she was actually taking most attention to? Was she actually enjoying this date more than she realized?

Guardienne reached out with a tentative foot, placing it steadily on the ice. It shifted under her weight, slightly floating away as her foot pressed against it and continuing its journey away even after she took her foot off it. Lance placed a foot on the circle at it began to float away, holding it steady and adding more ice onto it to create a bigger circle for her. She looked back up at him with a grin.

"You're kidding me right? Why just little circles? Why not freeze over the whole lake?"

Her hesitance hid worry underneath the surface that Lance caught on to, and he gently grinned back.

"Freezing over the whole thing could have adverse effects to the environment. It's safer to freeze it in small sections. Now get on the ice before I pick you up and place you on it." His tone turned affectionately amused at the last sentence, and then added in a serious, gentle tone; "I won't let you fall in, I promise."

Guardienne looked back at the ice before gently placing her foot on it again, now a bit more confident that it would be stable with Lance holding it - it was his ice after all. It shifted again slightly under her weight, but she committed to her decision and lifted her other foot off the ground to place on the ice, gripping Lance's arm the whole time for support. He wouldn't let her fall, right?

Lance kept her hand in one of his while his other went to her waist to stabilize her as she grew closer, freezing over the small, thinly-iced gap between them so she could basically press herself against him as she looked at the water around them. Guardienne leaned against him slightly as she faintly caught his scent, feeling safe in his arms from the possibility of taking a lake bath.

"Have you never walked on ice before?" He asked gently. Guardienne looked up at him again.

"Well, I've slipped on ice multiple times, but I don’t think I’ve ever achieved the skillful feat of walking on ice." Her tone was humorous as she grinned. Lance smiled back.

"It's not that hard once you know how, you just need to be careful with how you place your feet. It should be easier since you're expecting to step on ice, too."

Lance took a step forward, heading further onto the lake as ice formed under his foot just before he touched the surface of the water. Guardienne took an awkward step forward as well, hesitantly placing her foot down as ice formed under her as well. A small laugh escaped the dragon next to her.

“You can walk normally, you don’t need to step where you think the ice will form. It’ll appear under you no matter where you step.”

“Why will it just appear under me? How do I know it’s not going to form somewhere else?” Guardienne joined his subtle laugh as she clung to him. The water beneath them was beautiful, but she really didn’t want to get wet at the moment.

“Because I’m watching you, it forms under you because I make it do so.”

“And what if you’re not watching me?”

“That’s impossible.” The response slipped out before he could stop it and Guardienne’s gaze shot back up to look at him with an affectionately amused smile. Lance averted his gaze with a minor blush again, grinning faintly as well. He didn’t mean to say that, but it was true all the same.

“Come on, you won’t slip or fall into the lake, I promise.”

They walked further out into the lake and Guardienne calmed down over time, eventually trusting the ice enough to walk by herself - although she still held Lance’s hand tightly - as she scanned the surface of the water and watched as ice formed under her no matter where she stepped. It was fascinating, really; it formed nearly instantly and immediately faded back to water after she moved further.

Lance managed to distract her a bit by sparking conversations, of which she happily took part in, her gaze shifting between him, the ice and water, and the trees off in the distance that they were heading towards. She squinted her eyes to see a certain tree a bit better. Was that a hint of blue?

A splash in the water stole her attention and she quickly looked down to see a large, scaly shape receding back to the depths of the lake. She continued to walk alongside Lance, but kept her eyes firmly on the water. Another large, scaly shape rushed by, almost translucent but with hints of colors dotting along it’s body. Guardienne froze in her steps with wide eyes - it was nearly half her size!

“Lance there are monsters in these waters.” She held tight to his hand as he stopped beside her, looking down into the water with her. Another creature arced in the water and Lance grinned at her amusing statement.

“Not monsters.” He spoke in a light tone, crouching down on the ice and opening the travel bag to fish out a few bread scraps.

A large chunk of bread landed in the water and floated for a moment. Guardienne crouched down next to Lance, sticking close to his side. After a few moments of waiting, a large, slightly translucent creature reared out of the water, opening a great maw to swallow the bread whole. Beady black eyes whirled around as it breached the surface, locking on the couple before it submerged again.

“Great Oracle, what is that!?” And so began another moment of Lance imparting some of his knowledge to her.

Guardienne eventually relaxed in the presence of the fish-like creatures, hesitantly taking a scrap of bread that Lance gifted her and placing it in the water, her hand hesitating to reel back as she considered pushing it further out. Lance reached out and gently took her hand in his to pull it back, and mere moments after he did so, another creature dashed out and closed it’s jaws around the bread with a snap. Guardienne basically threw herself back against Lance with a squeak.

“Note to self, don’t give them your hand!” She laughed as surprise and amusement fluttered through her being, clinging to him again for a moment.

“It nearly took my hand clean off!” Her gaze turned to meet Lance’s before turning back to where the creature disappeared as Lance shook with laughter.

“You would have been fine!” 

“Are you kidding me? With a big mouth like that it would have taken my arm, too!”

“Suppose I should keep my hand away from your mouth in that case.”

“Oh, hush, you! You know that’s not true!”

Their laughter died down in time and they continued their walk across the water, Guardienne now being a lot more comfortable with the ice below their feet. They approached the shore and Lance let Guardienne step onto the ground first, following immediately after as the ice disappeared back into lake water. Standing at the shore, Guardienne could see the tree she was looking at earlier. It was tall, and it’s branches curved beautifully downward with thick, deep blue flowers stemming from the twigs. The sinking sun beautifully highlighted the deep colors on it and illuminated the grass around the trunk. She stared in awe and Lance turned to look as well. 

“It’s beautiful... what type of tree is it?”

They began to approach it - not realizing that their hands were still clasped together - and stood beneath the draping branches.

“I’m not sure, I’ve seen this type of tree a few times but I don’t know anything of it.” Lance brushed his hand along a curved branch - the wood smooth to the touch - and peered at Guardienne to get a better read on her opinion of the tree.

Guardienne parted herself from Lance to look closer at the blue flowers, lightly touching the silken petals and bending closer to breathe in the faint, sweet scent. She closed her eyes and grinned before looking up at the higher branches, embracing the beautiful color of mixed brown and blue. Light scuffling broke her out of her trance and she looked to the trunk to find Lance on the first few branches above her, curiosity flooding her mind as she stepped a bit closer and watched him scale the tree. He nearly disappeared into the branches and flowers, standing for a few moments on a branch uncomfortably high above the ground before making his way down again, the broken side of a small twig with a beautiful array of sky blue flowers clamped between his teeth.

He landed softly on the ground and presented the twig to her, and Guardienne happily took it to admire the vibrant blue of the flowers compared to the softer cobalt blue of the flowers on branches closer to the ground.

“You know, you could have just picked a twig from one of the branches already in reach.” She joked lightly. Lance grinned.

“What fun would that be? Besides, the ones closer to the ground seem to be starting to wilt, the top of the tree has better flowers.”

He watched Guardienne as she smiled softly at the twig she held in her hand, raising it to breathe in the lighter scent and stroke a petal.

“I would almost think you’d change the tides of water for me.” She spoke softly, affectionately reflecting on everything he did for her today.

Lance heard her all the same, and a warmth bloomed in his chest as he watched the setting sun light her skin aglow with the flower branch. I would move the world for you, he thought. However, he held his tongue - it was too soon to be revealing how deep his affection for her ran, it would likely unsettle her - and instead glanced at the sun’s position on the horizon. It was nearly sunset.

“We should probably head back, it’s getting late and we have a dinner to attend.”

Guardienne glanced at the sun as well.

“Yea... no flying spectacles this time?” She turned her gentle gaze to him and smiled.

“No flying spectacles.” He grinned back with soft eyes and rested a hand on her lower back as they headed into the grassland again, Guardienne safely tucking the flower twig into a snug fold in her shirt so the wind wouldn’t steal it away.

“The flight back should be beautiful with the sunset.” She murmured, lightly nudging against Lance. This date turned out better than she originally hoped, and she reminded herself to thank him for the wonderful experience later.

“It will be.”

Lance shifted into his dragon form and they took to the skies again, Guardienne glancing back at the land that would forever hold a dear place in her heart.

That wasn’t the last time they visited that lake and tree.

I have absolutely no idea on if this is supposed to be a headcanon or a scenario, but I hope you like it regardless! I had so many ideas I wanted to add to this, but by then I’d be writing an actual short story just for their first date lol. Maybe I’ll write a part 2 to their first date (second date I suppose, that’ll be a bit more intimate than this one), or general date headcanons with those ideas.

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Hello! Gl on the new blog :0! I was wondering if you could write General relationship hcs for Miles and Kristoph? Thank you!

Absolutely! I do personally think that Miles is different in a romantic relationship depending on his age, so I’ll be splitting his into two parts: one for Trilogy & Ace Investigations Miles, and one for DD & SoJ Miles. These also turned out longer than expected, so I’ll be putting it under a cut, so it doesn’t clog up the tag!

(Young) Miles:

If we’re being honest, Miles is going to be an awkward partner, especially when he’s younger. He’s unused to softer interactions and even less used to receiving softness and care in return. 

Whenever you express concern for him and his health, or you do something small to help him out, he’s at a loss for what to do, really. First, he’ll try to express his thanks through words, but anything that comes out is always tense and curt, and it almost seems like he’s sulking. (He’s trying his best, please be patient.)

Being unable to express his emotions clearly is... frustrating for him, to say the least. He’s so incredibly grateful to have you with him, and for everything you do to help him, even if it’s just something small, like running him a coffee on nights he has to work late.

In recompense, he takes to repaying your kindness in a material manner. Sometimes he’ll take you out for a nice meal, but if he doesn’t have the time to meet for lunch or dinner, you’ll find yourself with some gift delivered to you. 

These will vary quite a bit, especially early on. At his core, Miles is very much a traditional romantic, so his natural inclination is flowers, but... Once he starts doing some research, he frets over whether you might be allergic. He also considers a fruit basket of sorts afterwards, but he runs into a similar issue. After several agonizing hours, you find yourself graced with a luxury fountain pen, something unique, yet still fairly practical and hopefully something you’ll get use out of. 

The longer you’re with him, the better Miles gets at picking out gifts for you. He gets very good very fast, and you have to wonder if he’s taken to asking around for advice or whether he’s just been exceedingly lucky so far. In reality, he just observes you and what you have to say very closely. Even if it’s something you’ve said offhandedly and hardly remember yourself, he’s cataloged it away in his head for later reference.

Though he’s quick to learn your preferences, Miles is rather slow to acclimate to your relationship. Of course, this applies in an emotional and verbal sense, but even moreso applies to how he allocates his time. 

Miles has a habit of burying himself in his work before you get together, and it’s hard for him to learn that he can’t do that anymore. It isn’t until you bring it up to him directly, that you’re upset by how little time he spends with you, that he starts to really even notice how much he works. 

It’s not a swift adjustment, exactly, but there is a noticeable effort from him, and even though it’s frustrating, you can tell the he does care about you and that he wants to make you happy. 

The more time you spend together with Miles, especially away from his work, the more he craves that time and the better he gets about making sure to give you plenty of time. Of course, he’ll still spend a late night or two prepping before a trial, and you can certainly expect an apology gift when he does. 

The first time he says “I love you”, it’s a quiet night together at his home, with the two of you on the couch, his arm wrapped around you and with you gently leaned against his side. It seems to come out of nowhere, and takes you by surprise at first, but when you look over and see him smiling at you, you feel more certain about what you heard.

“Did you say something, Miles?” You try to tease, expecting him to get flustered, as usual. His smile widens into a wry grin, and he meets your gaze with his own, warm and confident. “I did. Perhaps you need to hear it again?” Regardless of what you answer, he does repeat himself for you, just as sure as he is when prosecuting, though he’s tender and much more sincere. 

(Older) Miles:

Now, Miles never really outgrows his awkward phase. He’s naturally an awkward and stiff person, but nowadays, he’s more self-assured and more comfortable in his own identity. As a result, he’s much more comfortable in a relationship, and better at being open with his own feelings as well. 

He can still be a bit dense at times, but he’s very straightforward now. He’ll ask constantly about how you’re feeling, whether you’re happy, and whether there’s anything he does that makes you unhappy. Clear and conscience communication is important to him, both to keep stresses at a minimum, as well as to keep your relationship healthy and happy. 

Though he’s more affectionate overall, he’s still hesitant to be very vocally affectionate in public. He’s a private man, just really doesn’t think that everyone around you two needs to see. His love his yours and yours alone, and he’d prefer to keep it just for your ears and eyes.

Of course, he can’t quite resist the occasional chance to tease you. It’s never anything obvious and clear cut, and it’s always in a nonchalant, cavalier tone. Usually, you’ll almost miss it, but when you glance over and see that telling slight smirk, there’s no doubt that he’s trying to tease.

As for physical affection, Miles has taken to asking you for permission before he does anything, save for holding hands on walks. It’s both adorable and a little infuriating, but seeing how sweetly he smiles and how patiently he waits for your answer, it’s hard to really get fed up with it. He respects you and your boundaries, and will make sure that he oversteps them as little as possible. 

Gifts become less common when he’s older. He still invites you out for food often, of course, but his “thank you”s are more often verbal or favors returned now. When you do get gifts, they’re still just as thoughtful and well selected as before, though he has a tendency to focus less on making sure they’re practical. 

Additionally, Miles has taken to bringing you gifts on a whim. It’s usually when he sees something that reminds him of you, or when he’s feeling especially sappy. If he’s just in the mood to bring you a gift, you can expect flowers. He’s still very much a classic romantic, but your preferences are still important to him, so if you’re not big on flowers in general, he’ll seek out unusual flowers that you haven’t seen before. 

“I love you”s are also less prevalent, specifically verbally, but you certainly won’t feel any less loved. It’s not uncommon for him to state it so plainly, but he’s taken to showing his love for you in other ways more often, now that he knows how to do so. 

Making sure you have a fresh cup of tea or coffee in the morning when he can, listening to you talk about your day, or making sure to celebrate with you when something good has happened for you... There’s lots of little ways he’ll make sure you know you’re adored. 

Kristoph:

When it comes to relationships, Kristoph is the ideal of a perfect partner. Just like his hair, nails, and reputation as a lawyer, his reputation as your boyfriend will be just as spotless.

Any tiffs that you two have won’t last long at all, mostly because Kristoph won’t let them last long. He finds minor arguments pointless and, honestly, rather exhausting. His pride is important yes, but if it’s to save face, then he doesn’t mind sacrificing it a little. 

You’ll be subject to classic, upper class date nights, of course -- Kristoph certainly has the cash to burn, and it boosts his ego to take you to fancy restaurants, concerts, and parties. As much as he enjoys showing off and high class society, they aren’t really his preferred dates, even if he himself won’t admit it.  

Now, aside from classic dates, you’ll also be taken out on less formal “dates”. He won’t necessarily call them as such, but they have a much more romantic and genuine atmosphere, and if you’re lucky, you’ll catch a small, tranquil smile on his face. Usually these consist of trips to the dog park with Vongole, or weekly dinners at Kris’s house. 

On that note, Kristoph absolutely can cook and he can cook well. He tends toward lighter meals, with lots of vegetables and overall very healthy. When he’s cooking for you, he’ll adjust it to your personal tastes and any dietary restrictions or allergies you have. 

Gifts are also a regular occurrence with Kristoph, though they’re generally smaller, and if you pay close enough attention, they’re on a fairly strict schedule. He also has a penchant for personalized gifts as well; in his mind, they’re more personal and more likely to draw attention from others. Specifically, he prefers gifts you can wear or you’ll keep on hand.

Whenever someone asks about a gift he’s given you, and you explain that it’s a present from your boyfriend, he relishes in it. He’s proud of being able to provide for you, but he also enjoys that they mark you as taken, particularly as his. 

If he’s feeling particularly doting, you may find yourself receiving unsolicited poems from your beau. If possible, Kristoph prefers handwritten notes for his poems, but if that’s not an option, he’s not opposed to sending them as simple text messages. 

Though Kristoph is quite eloquent with his words, he’s actually rather introverted, and so he’s actually not huge on chatting. If you enjoy talking, he’ll indulge you, but otherwise, you’ll find yourself sitting in comfortable silence with him quite often. 

Finally, his career is and always will be his highest priority, but he does care for you, in his own way, and he’ll be considerate of you and your feelings. He’ll tell himself that it’s for appearances, and that at his age, it’s proper to have a steady partner.

He does have a tendency to smile a little wider when you’re around. After a while of being together, he’ll even set his phone wallpaper to a picture of you and Vongole, for appearances, of course. Apollo comments on how happy he looks when he explains the picture, and he’s sure that he’s doing well, keeping up appearances, then.

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[cloveroctobers]

How would you have wrote a Hannah route?

I’m all in for a underdog story! Hannah is the ultimate underdog. And this is having her as a LI? So maybe MC has the chance to save her from leaving on the third day which leaves sending someone else on a plane ride back home, whoever that maybe based on your gameplay ofc! Imagine how that would change the game?

Or maybe that just leaves someone single and a chance to earn their keep until the next elimination? Day 5? when Lucas and Henrik enter the villa!

I think a Hannah route would be how Rohan is in season 1: she’s thankful that you picked her and probably feeling a little sorry for herself but MC is open to the idea of being MORE than friends instantly? MC hints at it. There’s flirtations on MC’s part but being a little clueless or in denial rather—Hannah would just label that as MC being friendly and it becomes frustrating! A slow burn if you will but we also learn that Hannah isn’t sure about her sexuality. I HC that she comes from a religious family and they’re in the group of religious people that do not support anything other than heterosexuality.

She’s questioned her sexuality but never acted on those feelings or discussed them with any of friends or even her (hc) sister.

I HC that Hannah is pan and isn’t open/sure about it until after some time off the show BUT we’re talking gameplay rn. She might be a little hung up on Gary since it was evident that he wouldn’t be picking her and struggles with how to talk to him and the fact that she still likes him? And wants him to like her back. She confides in MC and Lottie a lot (Lottie a lot of the time when she gets too nervous to talk to MC) since the both of you seem to listen to her at her lowest.

She’ll try to crack on with the other guys, although it’s clear that they’re not giving her a chance—romantically(which i still say is fucked and mean how they did her regardless even in a platonic sense. Sure she might not be your type but damn you can’t at least try?) but HELLO you’re right there?! That might last for awhile until Henrik and Lucas enter the house and she decides that she’ll want to couple up with Henrik which causes Lottie to be catty and voice that “MC wouldn’t like that, since they’re basically in love with you.” Or something along those lines, we know how she is!

Which makes Hannah nervously want some answers although her attention is shifted on Henrik a bit. Lottie doesn’t seem to like that while also struggling with her feelings for Gary, yet she can usually be open with Hannah about her feelings since Hannah is usually open about hers! instead lottie shines light on other issues or dilemmas in the villa because she likes to do tit for tat to get her way.

Lottie wants Henrik as her backup if she can’t figure out how to approach her Gary situation. Which Hannah also finds out due to Chelsea spilling the beans + Lottie sharing a kiss with Gary. This brings out a new side to Hannah, bringing out the vengeful side of her. She gives Lottie the silent treatment for a couple of days to gather her thoughts. She shaves the side of her head and seeks validation from Jakub to piss everyone off, not realizing how it mainly hurts YOU.

Majority of the villa stans MC and tries to build a relationship with Hannah (at least I hope they would be a little bit kinder) so I think out of the boys she would eventually become closest with Rahim and Noah? And they would try to tell her but at this point, Hannah doesn’t want to hear anything.

I think the route would be frustrating & problematic with what we had and applying my own twist on things if Hannah stayed. It isn’t until casa amour when Shannon explains how Jakub was not loyal to Hannah and had two girls fighting over him, that Hannah has to sit back and really look at this all.

That she gets to write her story and this doesn’t make her happy. What if she decides to leave? What if she doesn’t?

She wants to clean this all up. After faking a connection with whomever in casa, she realizes that it’s MC who’s always been there, and always had her best interest at heart but she kept searching for it elsewhere. MC doesn’t deserve that and she apologizes but first needs to talk to Lottie and Gary before she can figure out what to say to MC who’s either a) over Hannah/not forgiving b) dating around since their relationship is open at this point and is no one’s second option c) forgiving and been ready to start their relationship and win this thing!

Ultimately this entire show is not easy for Hannah, she’s shed some tears, loved and lost, and is pushed in multiple directions to find her identity in more ways than one.

#litg #litg Hannah #litg mc #litg Lucas #litg Henrik #litg Rohan #litg Gary #litg Lottie #litg chelsea #litg jakub #litg shannon #litg2 #litg s2

[lexsssu]

Shall We Date: Worship Me AU - Uriel (Avatar of Chastity)

What if the MC gets transported to the Celestial Realm instead? What if the angels were the love interests?

GENERAL HCs

Uriel — “The Flame of God/God is my Light”

Has a penchant for perfection

Give him a task and you bet your ass he’ll come back finished with results so phenomenal you’re sure that if you did it, there’s no way it would turn out this great

Reserved, but not exactly anti-social

It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk about himself whenever people ask about him, but it’s just that he thinks there are a million other things that are worth more to converse about than his exploits or the things he enjoyed

Chastity doesn’t just mean staying pure by abstaining from sexual relations and the lack of temptations one experiences, but being placed in the face of temptation and yet staying true to one’s morals. This is why Uriel doesn’t condemn anyone who decides to engage in such acts, whether within the sanctity of marriage or not, whether it is done because all parties hold sincere feelings for one another or not.

Gone is the ancient time and the rules that once applied then cannot be the same for current times. This is why Uriel has made it his mission to continuously study about humans, to stay up to date with the way they thought and felt so as he can better serve as a guiding beacon to them

When he’s not busy with his regular duties, you would normally find Uriel at the Celestial realm’s library with stacks of reference books on his table. Time is nothing to them, which is why for him it felt as if humans changed too quickly in so little time

An ideology that may have taken decades or centuries to form is but a blink of an eye to them which is why Mr. Perfectionist can’t help but immediately want to be informed in the hopes that it will help him improve himself

If he doesn’t keep adding and updating to his knowledge then how can he even hope to be one of the guiding virtues of humanity with outdated ideals?

Ideals can and will change over time, but his morals are the one thing that Uriel will never change.

His mind and body may be corrupted over time, because eternity is such a long time indeed, but the morals that made him who he is, what HE is will always stay the same

Tbh you can’t tempt this guy with anything

If you do manage to “tempt” him, know that you didn’t actually succeed but he just liked/pitied you enough to go with whatever fuckery you wanted him to commit

That's why he normally agrees with whatever bullshit his twin brother, Gabriel, tries to wrangle him into

Uriel ain't doing it because Gabriel tempted him, but because he loved his twin so much that he's willing to indulge him whenever he wanted to fuck shit up

Gabriel is the one who starts messes and Uriel is the one who just lets him be, because he's a supportive big brother

...Much to most of the other virtues' ever increasing stress

Is an advocate of "actions speak louder than words"

He's a serial head-patter

Will boop your nose when he notices you're a bit too lost in your thoughts

Azrael is normally the victim of his headpats and nose-boops

Since he makes it his job to know all that IS known, he finds some modicum of interest in that of the UNknown

Things like extraterrestrial beings for example. Basically, anything that didn't belong to any of the 3 worlds was within his scope of interest

If you check his YouTube history you'll see it's filled with UFO sightings, conspiracy theories, UMAs, etc.

Probably joined that raid in Area 51 while undercover—

Asks Gabriel to bring him souvenirs and pictures whenever his job takes him to a location near hotspots for UMAs, UFOs, and other strange otherworldly phenomena

Reminds Azrael every now and then to inform him if he ever ferries a soul that had come across any UMA and ask them about their encounter

As the virtue of chastity, it's up to him to teach the little cherubims about the birds and the bees as part of their training to become full-fledged angels

More often than not, his terminology and clinical way of explaining has traumatized most of the little ones…

...much to Raphael's increasing stress

"And then the man will place his pe*** inside the woman's va**** where he would start thrusting continu—"

What's worse is that he even has diagrams for it

So many little cherubims lost their innocence to Uriel-sensei…

He doesn't purposely try to annoy Raphael unlike Gabriel, it's just that his actions and way of going about things aren't the way most people would fo it and what's worse is that he unintentionally traumatizes people

And it's usually up to Raphael to do damage control on all the virtues' behalf

Raphael almost killed him that day he had to give that talk to Luke and his batch

"...What's wrong about telling them what happens between a man and a woman? It's biology and something that's done frequently by humans"

He doesn't see the point of beating around the bush when their purpose was to teach the new recruits about humanity and everything about them, including how they reproduce

Favorite food is pancakes…

...because they look like flying saucers

Uriel enjoys stargazing at night, not just to look at the heavenly bodies but to spot any UFOs if he's lucky enough

He isn't particularly bad at cooking, but he's not great either

Pancakes are what he's most confident in cooking and he makes the best darn ones in all of the celestial realm

If he's the only one left at home and you're sick, don't expect chicken soup and be ready instead for a stack of warm and fluffy pancakes topped with some butter and generous helping of syrup, whipped cream, berries, and etc.

When the day finally comes that he falls in love with someone...the 3 worlds will know true fear—

But legit though, all those millennia of being a single pringle and practicing so much restraint flies out the window when this man finds himself utterly and deeply in love with you

JP VA: Daisuke Ono

ENG VA: Matthew Mercer

ROMANTIC HCs

He's read so much about the different forms of love and has felt them all except for romantic love so he's a bit rattled at first

Probably coops himself up in his room for a day or two to get his bearings

When he does finally step foot out of his room, there isn't any obvious changes at first but you can't help but feel that there's something different about Uriel

Uriel is now a man on a mission

As perfectly as he executed his tasks for millennia, as fierce as he wielded his flaming sword during the Great War against the rebels, and as ruthless as he was when he faced the truly wicked…

…Uriel will have you

Of course, regardless of how much he wanted you to become his that didn't mean he suddenly turned into some sort of barbaric brute that kidnapped women for sport

He will study you so thoroughly that at times it almost feels like he knows you more than you know yourself

The little mannerisms you make during your everyday life that escape your notice? It's a given that Uriel has seen and already safely filed them away in his mind for future reference

"...She likes pointing with her lips?...Cute…" What he wouldn't give to catch you doing that while he was with you so he could partake of your lips as well—

Once he’s interested in you, only God knows at this point what has to be done for him to even lose a small bit of it

You have essentially become a key figure in Uriel’s world

Uriel always has you at the back of his mind to the point that it could even be called obsessive

However, he’s still the virtue of chastity so you don’t have to worry about him ever forcing himself upon you or anything of that sort

He’s super clingy and sorta weird, but he loves you and the last thing he wanted is for you to become sad because of him or anything else

Though he honestly can’t deny that seeing the myriad of expressions on your face, from happiness to sadness, to surprise, excitement, anger, and etc. was one of his favorite hobbies ever since falling for you

Despite his earnest wish to make you his, Uriel surprisingly takes a long time to even confess

He’s a perfectionist so it’s a given that he’ll take everything into account, including how he’ll make you fall for him first before he even thinks about confessing

Bothers Raphael for some “research material” on how to woo you a.k.a. borrow some romance manga despite Raph’s initial protests

For the sake of his own sanity, Raph begrudgingly lends Uri his stash of romance manga

It’s both hilarious and somewhat disturbing to see how taken he is with something other than work and UMAs

Amused: Michael, Cainabel, Gabriel, Simeon

Scared/Disturbed: Raphael, Luke

Neutral/Confused: Seraphiel, Azrael

Secretly plays the alto saxophone, but doesn’t deem his skill worthy enough for you to hear so he practices when he’s absolutely sure that no one is there to hear him when his skills aren’t yet up to his standards

Lowkey jealous when you hangout with the demon brothers and tries to find ways to distract you from hanging out with them

“ I seem to have seen a creature most extraordinary earlier. I believe it was one of the UMAs detailed in the tome for mysterious dwellers of the nether. Mayhaps you’d like to accompany me on a hunt? ”

His face is as straight-laced as it always is, but if you knew him long enough and looked closer, you’d notice that his ears seemed to have the slightest twinge of redness to them.

Honestly speaking, he tries to be a smooth and cool boi when it comes to you, but this dork seems to lose all his tact when faced with the radiance of your eyes and the intensity of your smile

With how long it takes him to make everything perfect before he woo’s you, time and space itself will cease to exist before he finally deems himself ready

So you have to do the wooing yourself and show him that you love all of him, imperfections and quirkiness included

#lexsssu writes #obey me #shall we date obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me masters #obey me oc #obey me angels

[eccentricpony]

juza dating hcs? thank you !!

Hey all! I received quite a few requests for Juza headcanons, so I tried to hit a few aspects of the relationship with this one.

Mostly gender neutral but some fem!reader towards the end.

 First Date

 ·        Firstly, don’t be insulted that you’re going to have to ask him on your first date. If you’re too high on your horse to take the initiative with this shy boy, you ain’t going anywhere.

·        It’s not that he doesn’t like you – quite the contrary, he likes you too much and when you’re around, the already limited amount of pleasantries which he uses to converse is reduced from level 3 (Short, yet complete, sentences) to level 1 (Single words, often times mumbled).  

·        “Hey.” “Yup.” “‘s okay.”

·        Unfortunately, “Want to go out with me sometime?” is at least level 4.

·        To your great relief, despite his furrowed brow you received a whole two words response of “Yeah, sure” when you asked if he’d like to go out with you sometime. The faintest of blushes painted his angular cheeks, and he could probably feel the heat in his face because he deflected his gaze to the pavement.

·        You decided you’d meet at a pretty casual local restaurant for dinner on a Saturday night. Well, more like you suggested it and he nodded, but he did consent.

·        The actual dialogue of your date was abysmal.

·        If Tsuzuru read the manuscript of your verbal exchanges, he would think a bot wrote it.

·        A very poorly programmed bot.

·        BUT

·        His body language belied the staleness of the conversation.

·        He tried not to chew on his thumb nail, but he kept his elbow on the table, hand close to his mouth. He’d look around the room wishing that someone would throw him a cue on what to say next, and every so often, his eyes would fall on you and he’d smile cautiously. It was one of those crooked grins that hooked up the side of his pretty mouth, made his eyes squint slightly. And when his cheek lifted it made his high cheekbone even more defined. Normally, you weren’t this quiet, but whenever he smiled like that it made your motor skills seize.

·        Still does, actually.

·        The night ended cordially, and unsurprisingly anti-climactically. You didn’t get a goodnight kiss but really just be glad he showed up at all, he was terrified. With a little patience and guidance, he’d make it up to you later in the relationship.

  Romance

·        Despite many of his fellow classmates finding him very scarousing, they either never built up the nerve to ask him out, or they tried to ask him out but they gave up when they discovered they’d have to carry the entire conversation, probably forever.

·        Hey, their loss is your gain.

·        It’s true that you’re probably never going to get Homare-level flowery speech from O High’s reluctant neo-gangster, but he finds his own ways to show you how he feels.

·        And talk is cheap anyway! You’ve come to love Juza as a man of few words, but many actions. It may not seem like he’s listening to you due to his lack of responses, but he absorbs everything you say like a sponge.

·        Case in point: Juza picks up some drinks for you both from your favorite coffee shop to surprise you, and you’re astounded that yours is perfectly customized to include all your preferred “no __” and “extra extra ___” even though he hasn’t heard you say it for a few weeks. Maybe all the line memorization has improved his overall information retainment, but know that anything to do with you receives priority storage in his mental notepad.

·        You allow his actions to speak for him, without making him feel badly for it. And it sure as hell pays off.

·        He knows that if you seem upset, he can lay next to you and pull you carefully into his chest without worrying that you’re going to make a big deal about it. You also won’t be angry at him later for his not verbally consoling you.  He trusts that if you need to talk about it, you will, and you trust that every action he makes is sincere and from his heart.

·        Juza really loves skinship. It allows him to speak to you without using words.

·        Sometimes in public, if you’re shopping for groceries or sitting on a park bench, he’ll curl his fingers around the back of your neck and gently stroke your spine, gazing down at you with fondness.

·         If you do happen to ask the reason for the sudden affection, he’ll just smile more widely.

·         “Just thinkin’“ he replies succinctly, but dripping with tenderness.

·        It’s not even accurate to say that he has an opinion on PDA because he doesn’t really behave differently to you in either situation, whether you’re around others or not.

·        He takes your hand in his all the time, without apology, regardless of location or surroundings, lightly stroking your knuckles and squeezing your hand on occasion to emphasize a softly spoken statement.

·        At the same time, he knows what to qualify as universally unacceptable in public forums. And those things he reserves for alone time.

 Alone Time (mildly NSFW)

·        This boy may have the face of a sinner, but he has the romantic experience of a saint.

·        I mean, he’s had a couple of awkward, clumsy juvenile makeout seshes but certainly nothing heart-stoppingly passionate or memorable.

·        That is, until you enter, stage left.

·        Juza isn’t a complicated man. You need not worry about layers of manly posturing, disguising what he really wants or needs, because he will just make it plain. As best as he can, at any rate.

·        He’s handsy, without question, and usually any sexy time that he initiates will begin with a subtle transitory finger glide. The hand across your back creeps steadily down your collarbone. The fingers along your knee trail seductively up your thigh.

·        Once in a while, if he’s really wanting you while you’re in public, he’ll hold your hand innocently, then find a way to “accidentally” brush the backs of his fingers across your butt. Or if he’s growing really restless, he’ll find a way to nestle your clasped hands in the dip of your lap, and then twitch and reposition that hand persistently until you get the hint. Grinning at you all the while with a fiery stare that could melt a metal bar, as though you were the only other person in the room.

·        You didn’t expect this kind of mischief from stoic Juza, but hot damn, you’ll take it.

·        Juza has also mastered the coy eyebrow raise. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it, but what he intends to be simply his manner of questioning your interest in a tumble is drenched in such a lusty smolder that you’re instantly seduced every time.

·        He’s not overly vocal when it comes to intimacy (surprise, surprise), but his functioning vocabulary includes an essential set of words that influence you to slow down, go faster, or just basic terms of affirmation and praise.

·        That’s the functioning vocabulary.

·        The non-functioning vocabulary, when you manage to flip a switch that turns stony Juza into steamy Juza, includes some unpredictably dirty words that evoke even dirtier thoughts, which ultimately crescendo into a Juza that is reduced to guttural groans that resonate like soft purrs through his heated body. His sweaty, taut, heated body.

·        Since this wasn’t a NSFW request I’ll stop there, but have fun with that imagery.

 Relationship

·        He said ‘I love you’ first.

·        To be more precise, he said “Love you.”

·        It seems completely improbable, I know, and you never would have believed it when you first started dating, but despite the chiseled poker face, Juza Hyodo is brimming with passion.

·        It was evident to anyone in Autumn Troupe who had witnessed his unyielding persistence as a fledgling actor. He was determined to improve his theatrical abilities, and that same steadfast devotion applies to everything in his life to which he is extremely loyal.

·        One such thing being you.

·        Case in point: riding the crimson wave.

·        “Hey Juza, umm… I need to pick up some, ahh…  girl stuff.” Juza just stared at you blankly, expression unchanged.

·        “So if you want to go wait in the car, it’s okay.” You added, blood rising into your face.

·        “Why‘m I doing that?” he countered with a blank stare, wondering if he did something to piss you off. This was challenging, and not entirely unexpected, that you had to explain yourself more plainly. You were still working on emphasizing your verbal nuances, and maybe you didn’t make your objective obvious enough.

·        “You know, in case you don’t want anyone to see you buying feminine products-”

·        “You think I care about them?” He held your hand tighter, resolutely, looking back down the aisle like a man with a purpose. “C’mon, let’s go get your stuff.”

·        He made you stop by the pain reliever aisle as well, in case you needed anything for your cramps.

·        And he bought you a carton of ice cream, just in case you thought you might have an emotional craving for some later (okay, he had every intention of eating some, too)

 ·        The TL;DR is you were a work in progress like any other happy young couple. You were, and are, patient and never forced him to chatter needlessly. And in turn, you have a partner who is sincere, resolute, and loyal to a fault. Sure, it took some time for him to adjust to a partnership (namely communication), but now you couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.

#a3! #a3! actor training game #a3! imagines #a3! headcanons #a3 x reader #a3! juza #juza x reader #juza hyodo #juza #a3 juza #a3 headcanons #a3 imagines

[mautlie]

i said last night i would maybe write my reasonings for my placements on this chart over what i hc as each of my muses’ primary love languages, and so here i go! these will be in separate posts, each group categorized by their love language, because i decided trying to put thirty-seven paragraphs under a readmore still sounded like way too much. forgive me for a lack of showing in-game text evidence like i normally do, but i still reference specific conversations in most of these. it should be noted that i also believe love languages can be applied to platonic bonds in the same way they are to romantic ones, so i reference platonic interactions in these posts too.

first off is the quality time gang. i define it as these characters primarily express their affection or believe affection from others is most meaningful when people make time for one another, gives their undivided attention, etc. they cherish the act of simply being with those they are close to. 

LENE - the two most important people to lene's life are her mother and ares. she constantly hunts for her mother, not caring or ever necessarily desiring words or gifts or saying precisely what she wants from her once she meets her (if ever); all that matters to lene is simply the act of being with the people she cares about. we can see this with ares as well. though lene exhibits open communication skills with ares, her reunion scene with ares has her downplaying verbal communication and emphasizing her desire for ares to never leave her. she never says in specific words what ares means to her, but she cares the world for him without putting a label to it.

TINE - tine canonically gets bashful when ced is straight forward with his verbal affection to her, making me less likely to think she cares about words of affirmation. instead, i look to her lovers convo with seliph where she, for the first time, is insistent about something instead of being reserved as a result of her harsh upbringing. what is it she is insistent about? following seliph into battle. she describes her ultimate fear of being separated from the person she loves and fully becoming another deirdre, implying her biggest security comes from being near the people she cares for.

DEIMNE - while i was tempted to say it was receiving gifts because he does appreciate corrine's necklace given to lend him strength, he seemed pretty oblivious in that scene to me? and he's never painted as giving gifts being the way he communicates his care either. so i look to his lovers convo with daisy, where he's pretty bleak, but when daisy suggests merely being with him without putting any explicit words of affection, he accepts it (as can be seen with their ending) but isn't explicit himself either.

RAIGH - raigh is a tsundere. i'm sorry. have you heard his jp voice acting in heroes. regardless, he's not open with showing his affection with words or touch as a result, and we know he doesn't understand people going out of their way to help ease his burdens or give him gifts as implied in his supports with sophia and hugh. to the end, he's awkward and wants to give the idea that he standoffish, but he puts emphasis on returning to the orphans post-war or we can the feeling how he lingers around sophia after warming up to her without saying as such, giving me the idea that the only way he doesn't feel uncomfortable expressing his affection is by making sure to make time for the people he cherishes.

THEA - in her supports with klein, she doesn't bother expressing her feelings or acting upon them until driven into a corner where she feels like if she doesn't explain herself, then klein will chase her out of his life. her way until then of showing that she loved him, aka her default i would assume, was to stay with him even if being in the same army as him inconvenienced her personally. she wants to stay close to the people she loves, and that's how she communicates her feelings, being unable to do so in other ways. we also see this in her a-support with alen, where if she develops feelings for him, she can't say outright she loves him but proposes she always stay near him; to her, quality time is love.

AMELIA - i would wager to say that the most explicitly romantic support amelia has is with franz ( i'm unsurprised by this given her other supports that aren't with ewan or ross also usually reference her interactions with franz ) and in those, the two use indirect means to confess their love to one another, choosing to hide it behind metaphors of being one another's swords and shields. in the end, the primary thing that is emphasized is that amelia will no longer be alone, which has me leaning towards quality time consequently.

EDWARD - he's one of the trickier ones honestly! i think a close, close second for edward would be words of affirmation because when he gets worried for micaiah, he consoles her through telling her how much he cares for and believes in her, but i ended up going for quality time because of how a big part in his arc is his desire to leave the army altogether. when he says this, he also talks of how he absolutely wants leonardo and micaiah to come with him and how he won't budge on that; combine that with how his a-support with kurthnaga is asking him not to slip away from him and how in edward's ending, he always makes sure to go out of his way to visit micaiah and maintain their friendship even if their life paths are different now, and all three of these things gives me cause to believe he values physically being there with those he is close with and making time for them.

FREYJA - freyja no longer trusts the affections of others courting her due to how they once ridiculed her for her appearance, which makes me believe she puts little to no stock anymore in people expressing their feelings for her via gifts, words, physical gestures, or even going out of their way to help her. even she doesn't quite understand why her two aides, triandra and plumeria, would do anything for her, and she ends book iv feeling mixed about how much acts of service can or cannot sway her. however, the one thing that she seems certain about is quality time. freyr, the one person she definitively cares for, refuses to spend as much time with her, and that's what sets off her despair in the first place. this is what affects her the most, implying quality time is important to her and the clearest way for one to express affection for her in her eyes.

#// sorry that this is basically gonna be the next five posts on my blog MKMHGRKMKRGRG #+. / hcs & metas. #+. / sand stepped ( muse: lene. ) #+. / zap loved ( muse: tine. ) #+. / bereftten ( muse: deimne. ) #+. / hellionite ( muse: raigh. ) #+. / dahlia of ilia ( muse: thea. ) #+. / war rose ( muse: amelia. ) #+. / caladbolden ( muse: edward. ) #+. / caprimare ( muse: freyja. )

[tordcallout]

callout for @nyadmin

this callout is best read on desktop.

this callout contains: racefaking, blackfacing/brownfacing, pedophilia, incest, grooming, systemfaking, antisemitism, nazism, cult jokes, and more.

his current url is nyadmin. his twitter is adminpowers. his discord is ROMY O NO#6477. click here for a list of past names. click here for a list of his past urls. his other blogs are: amblyopic, racefakery, todayphobe, exadmin, askmychampion, and supercrushhighschool.

tords past callouts: one, two, three.

the rest of the callout is under the cut.

racefaking:

tord claims his mom is white and native and that his father is half black and half white. people who have known tord irl in the past say that his dad is not half black and those who’ve known him online say tord has never mentioned it before or joined in when they discussed issues related to being black. he also refuses to ask his dad for any photos of his grandmother who he says is black.

in the past tord has tried to claim that he doesn’t benefit from white passing privilege despite being extremely pale.

photos of his parents found on facebook show that neither his mom or dad have anything resembling ethnic features. his mom’s hair is dyed blond but regardless they both have basic white features:

below is proof that the woman shown is tords mom:

tords own blood related brother, felix, claims he doesn’t know where tord is getting their black heritage from:

below is a screenshot of an anon on mikas blog asking if tord has ever said the n word in front of him:

on 8/23/18, tord made this post. in the post he says this:

if it isn’t clear, he basically just said that he is white.

there’s also this screenshot from an older blog of his:

and if that wasn’t enough proof that tord’s racefaking he has also done both blackface and brownface. however, before we get to that here’s some more:

tord wondering if he could participate in the black men smiling tag and blackout.

now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for. tords blackface and brownface.

the first image is the brownface, the second is blackface.

on the left tord has obviously edited his skin to appear darker. in his blackface cosplay he claimed he wasn’t actually painted black and that the snapchat filters were making him darker. this is clearly a lie considering nearly all snapchat filters lighten your skin and this filter is no exception:

here is the filter applied to a white person, and as you can see, her skin is smoothed out but it is no where near dark the way tord appears in his selfie.

adding onto this, if you look closely at tords selfie you can tell the outside of his lips have a very pale ring around it. this is obviously because he didnt do very well coloring in his skin. you can also tell there is a grainy texture on tords skin but not anywhere else in this image, more evidence the image was edited.

more info on the blackface cosplay selfie can be read here and here.

you must either be on desktop or reading this post through a chrome browser to view this part, apologies. in these posts tord has a conversation with someone named frost about his callouts and being mixed. please keep in mind that the conversation in that link took place on may 7th of 2018. meaning, that in the past tord agreed to stop claiming to be mixed black and native but then threw that all out the window and began to reclaim it again.

grooming, incest, and pedophilia:

i was very hesitant to include this however, many people have said they feel the same way about this so it felt important enough to have its own part. multiple people believe that the relationship between tord and his brother felix is extremely inappropriate. the way he interacts with his brother is really something he needs to re-evaluate.

this isn’t meant to be about kin drama or anything of the sort, i’m only stating this because of the way tord and felix take kin so seriously. he and felix often match kins which isn’t an issue in itself, however, the only kins they typically match are those of which have a canon romantic relationship; and if not canon tord will still tag felix in ship art of their kins, as seen here. 

when you visit the op of that post, you will see that it is tagged as both “shipsworld” and “tordedd”. the art is very obviously ship art anyways.

tord is obviously one of his main ids, so to tag your own sibling in ship art of your main id with one of theirs seems incredibly off. not to mention the very large age gap between tord and felix in the first place.

this isn’t a recent thing of theirs either, they’ve been doing this for years now. couples they’ve kinmatched have been: greg and rose from steven universe, eliza and alexander from hamilton, and penny and billy from dr. horribles sing a-long blog. along with tord and edd from eddsworld and romeo/admin and jesse from minecraft story mode who are not canonly dating. there are most likely even more than those listed above.

there aren’t screenshots of them both being kin with these characters, but the hamilton one isn’t hard to believe considering tords main id used to be alexander hamilton from the hamilton musical.

to add onto this, felix apparently had a set of ocs and a persona oc at one point. his oc skit, was to represent himself, and his oc aiko, was implied to be skits romantic interest.

here is a photo of skit, as you can see skit represents felix. you can also clearly see that aiko is labeled as skits “enemy and crush”, confirming that these two characters are supposed to have a sort of romantic relationship.

now here is a photo of aiko. as you can see from the relationship box, it is 100% that skit and aiko are supposed to be in a romantic relationship or something similar to that.

now the reason this i’m telling you all of this is because of on tords old deviantart, he has a folder of art of his kins. in that folder you could find images of skit and aiko along with one of aiko on her own, implying that tord kins her.

to make things even weirder, the photos added to this folder of skit and aiko are incredibly romantic in nature, hugs with hearts around them and a photo where the two of them are basically kissing with a heart above the two. the folder also includes more romantic tordedd art as well.

back to their matching kins however, as stated before, tord and felix kinmatch jesse and romeo/admin from minecraft story mode. i know little to nothing about this game, however, i do know that tord ships these two characters together. felix kins jesse and tord kins romeo. 

UPDATE: i have been informed that the ages previously listed here were a mcsm fans headcanon ages for the characters and that they do not have canonical ages. however, it does prove that there are fans that would see the ship as a pedophilic one due to hcs of romeo being 30+ and jesse being >20.

now, here is a disgusting screenshot of tord saying he’s going to show his brother porn. i’m sure this was meant to be taken as a joke but i find it highly disturbing due to the fact that at the time of this screenshot being taken felix would only be 12 years old and tord would’ve been 16 years old.

i am in no way trying to say tord is a full on pedophile, not am i accusing him of having romantic or sexual feelings for his brother, however, i am saying the way he interacts with his brother is not okay and that he needs to learn how to separate friend interaction from sibling interaction.

cult jokes:

tord previously had a cult joke in his about: “mixed but i drank the racefaker koolaid”. when told about this, he refused to remove the joke and tried to hide it under the guise of the phrase being “aave” (his explaination was that black people like to drink koolaid). he was messaged by someone on his blog @/racefakery who asked for him to remove the joke from his about, as it is incredibly insensitive to joke about something like that where everyone can see.

in the conversation, tord doesn’t take the person who messaged him seriously at all and says “i don’t see why i should care?” about cult victims. i don’t think i have to explain how horrible and insensitive that is to say.

the joke continued to stay in his about for nearly a month after this conversation. on top of that, tord never apologized nor admitted that cult jokes are just as serious as jokes as any other traumatizing kind of event.

UPDATE: after doing a little digging, i found an older blog of his. in the links of this blog there is this: “thanks for reading and welcome to the lonely hearts cult” at the end of his links. so there’s another cult joke made by tord.

nazism:

tord has had multiple accounts of him being antisemetic, however, for this we are going to focus on the fact that tord is kin with habit and kinned eridan.

archive of this page.

habit from everymanhybrid is a canonical nazi. this was displayed on tords “alters” blog. now even if were going to pretend tord is a system here, unless tord is comfortable with antisemitism there is no reason for his “alter” to kin a nazi. all alters share similarities with their hosts, this mainly includes moral standpoints, saying tords “alter” is okay with kinning a nazi but not tord is the same as saying you can have one alter be a terf but the host isn’t. it isn’t simply isn’t possible. anyways, here’s evidence of habit being a nazi:

the person he claimed to have possessed was josef mengele. i don’t want to repeat the things he did but you can google it if you’d really like to know of it.

on top of habit being a nazi, here is a list of his “hobbies” & crimes he’s commit:

as for eridan, his main goal from what i’ve been told was to “wipe out the landwellers”, as he is a “seadweller”. his whole character is a metaphot for nazism, eridan being hitler and the “landwellers” being jewish people. if you want more info on this it can be found here. not sure why you would though.

tord was also briefly friends with ethan, a known nazi & rapist, for a while. there’s a lot of screenshots and information on that. you can read it on this google doc.

systemfaking:

this one isn’t going to take very long to explain because of how blatantly obvious it is but tord is systemfaking. from what i and quite a few others can tell, one of the biggest implications is that tords “alters” would reblog one anothers posts and talk to each other via the posts. there a many reasons this makes no sense:

if his alters are conscious enough to have their own blogs and set up themes similar to tords, why do they need to reblog one another’s posts to communicate? at that point, they should be able to speak via headspace.

these posts of his alters interacting with each other are made just seconds apart from each other, it is literally impossible for anyone to shift this fast, the average shifting time is 5-15 minutes. however, these posts aren’t even made a full minute apart from one another.

this is a post where tords “alters” habit and cora are interacting on a post.

if you look into the source code of these two posts you will find that they were made literally not even a full two minutes apart from one another. the original was posted at 8:10:46 and coras was posted at 8:11:10. like i already stated, this isn’t possible in systems.

tord and his “alter” gem do this again. gems first reblog of this post was at 17:51:49. and their second reblog of the post was at  17:53:48. under 5 minutes apart from one another, meaning tords reblog must’ve been around 17:52. but it just isn’t possible either way.

you may think that this is all that tord has done, but it really isn’t. despite all the information in this callout there is still a lot here that isn’t shown. this was thrown together as a sort of “birthday gift” for tord. i hope you appreciate your gift, tord.

#racefaker tord #nyadmin #fatphobe #amblyopic #r slur

[glimmeringtwilight]

Oh another yandere blog!! Welcome!! 💖💖 Can I request hc for jealous!Peter Parker? Thanks!❤️❤️

(As you’re about to find out here, I’m bad at headcanons(headcannons? Hghggjgh idk). It ends up more like a drabble with a hat and glasses on. So here are your “headcanons”—butbasicallyadrabble—lmao. Also—going to smush these two together because they appear next to eachother in my ask box and are both headcanon requests)

Peter Parker:

-Peter takes an interest in you when you get caught in the middle of a bank heist. Not really an ideal or romantic first meet, but he finds you there regardless, among the other hostages huddled against the floor at gunpoint. He isn’t quite sure what it is that draws him to you, but he doesn’t question it.

-He can’t help but feel entitled to your affections. He did save your life, after all, and countless other lives. Peter knows that it’s many people’s dream to date him, hears constantly people discussing and wondering what he looks like behind the mask. So why don’t you seem to feel the same?

-He sees you around, sometimes as Peter Parker, sometimes as he’s Spiderman, saving lives. When you get caught up in yet another disaster, he decides to take measures to ensure your wellbeing.

-He initially starts following you with the interest of your safety. He can’t always save you if he doesn’t know whether you’re safe or not can he?

-Then the thought of losing you begins to surface. Peter doesn’t know why the thought makes his stomach twist with unease. Maybe it’s just his sense of duty. He feels like he should be able to save everyone, to prevent harm wherever he can, so it makes sense the same would apply to you.

-He begins to see you going out with others on dates, and he realizes, then, as jealousy courses white hot through his chest, that he feels this way because he loves you. Somewhere along the line, concern turned to love, and he finds himself pained to think of you with anyone else.

-Initially, he debates how to deal with this. Peter knows it’s wrong, sabotaging your love life, but seeing you going out with anyone but him puts him on edge. He goes about it by sending threats, leaving notes inside their houses so the threat was very clear. It deters most of them, but it doesn’t drive away all of them. One particularly stubborn love interest of yours came to you with his letters, telling you about your “stalker.”

-You’re immediately offput by the information. He can tell by the way you look over your shoulder more when you walk home at night, by the way you triple check that every door and window is shut and locked tight.

-Annoyingly, it drives you closer to your partner. You come to them more frequently to ask for rides home; to take you places. He snaps when you finally invite them into your home and ask them to stay the night.

-He breaks in, then, subdues them and carries them out of your place while you were sound asleep. Peter leaves a letter mimicking their handwriting telling you it was over. It pained him to write some of the things he did in that letter(for instance, that you were getting to “clingy” and “paranoid”) but it was for the best.

-He deals with your partner as prudently as possible. It’s so… unfortunate that they had so many unresolved issues, that they’d battled with their depression for years and everyone was none the wiser. It came as such a shock to everyone when they found out your s/o had taken their life.

-Admittedly, Peter isn’t proud of this. He knows it’s going to weigh on his shoulders for the rest of his life. But he knows if he has you with him he’ll be able to bear it.

-You’re, reasonably, upset over everything. You drop out of the dating scene, take some much needed time for yourself to figure things out, and work on self-care. He’s proud of you for taking care of yourself, and relieved you haven’t quickly moved on to date others.

-It happens one night when you’re walking home from work. Peter watches from the rooftops, making sure you’re safe, when he spots someone following you a few feet behind. You don’t seem to notice them, and you’ve long since given up looking over your shoulder anymore—you hadn’t heard or seen anything from the stalker your s/o had mentioned.

-Peter sees that their face is obscured and they’re holding something in their hand. His chest tightens with anxiety when he sees the glint of metal.

-Not wanting to risk anything, Peter takes them out there. Once they’re on the ground, however, and the immediate threat to your life is gone, he feels himself begin to tremble with anger. What were they planning to do to you? What if he wasn’t here to save you? Peter sees red.

-It felt like a second flashes by and suddenly he’s looking at the bloody, unrecognizable face of the thug who’d planned to hurt you. There’s a ringing in his ears and he feels dizzy. What happened?

-You’re screaming. Shouting something at him but he can’t make out the words. His vision clears slightly and he sees tears streaking down your face. There’s blood on your clothes.

-Clarity rushes back to him suddenly at the sight of you and he realizes with dawning horror what had happened. Did he kill that man? He didn’t remember. You’re looking at him with fear in your eyes and he hates it. Why can’t you love him the way he loves you?

-Peter moves for you and you back away. He catches sight of your hand trembling. This isn’t what was supposed to happen. You were supposed to thank him, to be grateful!

-Before you can turn and run from him, he surges forward and grabs you, pulling you to his chest and silencing you with his hand. You thrash against him and despite the sharp twisting of his stomach he feels the contact with you dull the sharp stab of anxiety he feels. He doesn’t want to do this, but he knows he can’t let you run to the police; he can’t let you leave him.

-It’s with conflict in his heart that Peter takes you away, silencing your screams and binding you with webs. It’s sick, he thinks, the way it reminds him of that poem, “The Spider and the Fly.”

#peter parker #yandere peter parker #yandere spiderman #spiderman #whoo #this is 1000+ words y'all! #we did it hghghghghgh #and on the thing that probably shouldn't have been this long too lmao #y'all: can we get some uhhhhhh headcanons #me: a drabble? you want drabble? you want a fucking drabble? you want 1000+ words??? #i'm so sorry i'm bad at headcanons y'all #yandere #peter parker/reader #spiderman/reader #gender neutral reader #i hope! #i caught one mistake in there i hope there aren't more #oh damb this is too long to even be considered a drabble #lmao i've been throwing that word around when it's still too long to be one 😭 #what do i call it then? is it a oneshot #please answer it's an emergency

[justaramblingromantic]

~ send me a ship and i’ll tell you who ~

@snigz17 (Part II of III! Decided to do the three ships separately because the HCs all got so detailed...! Last one to be up soon!)

EiRin here

IshiNene here

RyoAli here

SouEri

curses like a sailor

Neither are the type to curse prolifically. That said, Souma can be rather inventive with his choice of epithets when thoroughly provoked…just as he is with his never ending, questionable experiments with different variations of grilled squid. The first time Erina hears an, uh, unusually creative combination of words coming out of his mouth, she stares at him like she has never seen him before. He is more amused than embarrassed by her comically appalled expression, and then he makes it a point to get this sheltered princess of his to loosen up a little by teaching her how to swear, too. She is very ruffled and affronted by his instructions, much to his everlasting glee. The first time she accidentally blurts out a cuss word in a fit of frustration, she is visibly horrified by her lapse in decorum, but he laughs until his face is red and calls out proudly ‘atta, girl!’

does the chores voluntarily

Souma is faster with the chores, Erina is more careful and meticulous. Her womanly pride is offended by his easygoing efficiency at first, and like almost everything they do, she tries to turn it into an unofficial competition, albeit a largely one sided one since Souma is never too bothered about that sort of thing in the first place. He is bemused by her sudden, unexpected enthusiasm when it comes to doing housework, this highborn ojou-sama who never had to dirty her hands with domestic chores all her life. She is also very hilarious when she runs to him all bright eyed with excitement and wonder, waving the ‘latest’ housecleaning gadget she finds, usually something incredibly cheap and for sale in 100-yen shops, marveling over the device like it’s the most magical thing she’s ever seen and boasting about it in the most adorably amusing fashion. 

wants to marry their bed

That massive princess canopy bed that she has slept on for the majority of her childhood and through her teenage years is a work of art and a frou-frou monstrosity, both at the same time. When they finally moved into their first apartment together, she wanted to take that humongous bed along too, regardless of the mind boggling logistics and limited space constraints that would render such a feat physically impossible. Souma carefully eyeballs that gigantic, polished, mahogany bed-frame with the equally mammoth mattress that could probably sleep an entire family comfortably, and firmly sets his foot down on this one. ‘Erina,’ he tells her matter-of-factly. ‘You won’t need all that space anymore.’ Not with me.

gets awkward about romantic gestures

She agonizes and worries and frets over them with all the solemness and graveness of making a major decision during a Tootsuki board meeting. Is it too much? Is it too little? What is that even supposed to mean? What if he thinks that I’m overbearing? What if he thinks that I don’t care? She’s so adamant on making everything equal and perfect that she gives herself no small amount of grief just pondering the proper thing to do. Souma watches all the mental gymnastics that she’s putting herself through, highly visible via the earnest emotions that flashes across her hesitating, clouded features, and eventually, he stands up, walks over to her and sets his hand on her shoulder. She glances up at him, startled by his presence. She always looks young and vulnerable and unsure to him during moments like this. He leans down and pecks a kiss on her cheek, silently reveling in this exquisite tenderness that she evokes so effortlessly in him. ‘I love you,’ he tells her simply, because sometimes she needs to hear the words to be reminded that he isn’t going anywhere. ‘What would you like to have for dinner? I’ll make your favorites.’ 

stays in the shower for what seems like hours

She’s a princess through and through, and princesses take long baths, apparently. He is endlessly bemused and fascinated by her girly ways and elaborate evening rituals; how she adores applying those faintly flowery, subtly sweet smelling creams on herself after emerging freshly washed from the bathroom, her ivory, moonlit skin flushed pink after a good, invigorating scrub in the shower. She has so many different bottles and containers of stuff in their bathing area he cannot even begin to fathom what each and every one is for - women sure are an endless mystery, and she has always been the most mysterious one out of them all. 

would adopt a million cats if given the chance

She’s never been allowed to have any pets growing up, and Souma didn’t think he has ever seen such a blissful, content expression on her face until they went to that cat cafe and she’s swimming in a furry pile of happy, purring felines who seem to adore her just as much as she does them. She looks so forlorn when it’s time to leave that he ends up petting her head and telling her they can come back again anytime she wants. She gazes at him with such childlike hope and delight, part of him starts to realize that he will be in trouble once she figures out that he can’t say no to her whenever she’s looking at him like that.

fixes stuff around the house / apartment

Every once in a while, Erina harbors manic fantasies and delusions of grandeur when it comes to being a good homemaker and DIY-er, but much to her dismay and endless bewilderment, most of her (non-culinary) home projects usually end in unspeakable disasters. Thankfully enough, there’s Souma to fix her messes and save her clumsy handiwork; the man is ridiculously handy to have around, even when she sometimes finds it immensely irritating that nothing she throws at him seems to faze him for too long.

watches too many Disney movies

Whenever she gets too stressed out with work yet is too tired to do anything to alleviate that tension, she switches on the television and plays Disney movies to relax. He comes home and finds her fast asleep on the couch with a flick playing in the background on more than one occasion, and whenever that happens, he turns off the TV, quietly picks her up in his arms, and carries her to bed. He tucks her in with uncharacteristic gentleness, careful not to rouse her from the rest her body so desperately needs. She wakes in the morning with no recollection whatsoever of getting in bed, but his familiar scent lingers on her sheets even when he’s already left to attend to work. Erina wistfully wonders if this fuzzy, content fondness is what Rapunzel feels as well when she thinks of her adventurous lover. 

gets drunk off of champagne

She has a secret, guilty weakness for expensive champagne, atypically French, rose gold and sparkling, of a certain rare vintage and an unforgettably full bodied, sophisticated flavor that’s strong, radiant, tense and sharp. Fitting for a queen...Yet he’s the one who grows inexplicably intoxicated as he drinks deeply from her mouth, seemingly unable to get enough of her heavenly taste. 

cries when the ASPCA commercials come on

She always insists with disgruntled vehemence that she’s not crying- how dare he say otherwise and is he secretly laughing at her? - and he pacifies her upset indignation with good humor - yes, yes, you’re totally not cryin’, I gotcha; our Erina has a heart as hard as steel - all the while drolly handing her pieces of tissues to blow her nose and dab with at her wet eyes.

#Food Wars: Shokugeki no Souma #Shokugeki no Soma #Yukihira Souma #Nakiri Erina #SoRina #SouEri