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retseroza · 2 days
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Y'all are hyping Matilda and Sonetto up
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BUT IS THERE NO ONE GOING TO TALK ABOUT HOW FINE PAVIA IS HERE??????
I want his hand on me.
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moon-cakiie · 1 month
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w/o text and cracks:
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missalt27 · 4 months
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Under the Influence. 🔮
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Warning: Usage of drugs and alcohol, Afab!Pavia, Manipulation, belly bulge, Creampie, squirting and baby trapping. (Dilf! Top male reader)
Your P.O.V:
“For fuck sake leave me the fuck alone.”
You turned your back to Pavia and walked away. Grabbing the bottle of alcohol and chugging it. You’re a drug addict and alcoholic which is weird because of your condition is still okay, even in mid 30s. Even sometimes worked out at the gym making people consider you’re special. Probably, your body or looks, it doesn’t matter.
Pavia smiled at you and begin to grab your box of cigarettes from your pocket and threw it away. You looked at him unimpressed with what he had done.
“Go get your cigarettes! What are you waiting for!?” He said with a laugh before he looked away.
You sighed and grabbed the box of cigarettes before walking away. But before you could even stood up from your crouch, Pavia pulled you teasingly and snatched your alcohol bottle and smashing it on the ground.
At this rate, he was already like seeing you like this. Sad, no life drug addict who only works out for nothing. He enjoys humiliating you making your life worse than before.
You stood up and grabbed full of Pavia’s hair before pulling it by force making him look up to you.
“Angry now? Just a simple tease like that?” He laughed at your face.
“Just be happy that you’re attractive and enough to—“ Before he could even get to finish his sentence, you grabbed his jaw and covered his mouth, forcing him to shut up.
“Be fucking quiet before I shove my dick up your ass.” You looked at him straight in the eyes. He smiled at you as if it was his dream to be railed by you. He knew that he could keep you with him forever. Knowing that you can fuck him senselessly without any hesitation. He knew this is the only chance to make you his baby daddy. He can force you into getting him pregnant! He can keep you forever!
He pulled away and licked his lips. “Then do it, be a man of your words. Fuck me.”
Before you pulled away, Pavia grabbed a small piece of pill from his pocket and gave it to you.
“Here, your favourite place to escape everything…”
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“Two fingers. Now.”
Pavia pulled his panties off and showed his wet pussy. He finger himself with his middle finger before inserting his index finger. Shoving up his pussyhole while holding onto your shoulder for support. His finger going inside and out slowly but it wasn’t satisfied enough for you. This was taking too long you pushed him down onto the bed and pulled out your belt before tied Pavia’s hands together.
“Fucking take everything and shut your pretty little mouth up.”
Pavia whined after he was pushed on the bed. His pussy was letting out slick as he was desperate for you to finally use him. You shoved up your big fingers inside him harshly and going in and out of his pussy fast and rough.
“AH! Wait-..!! T-Too fast! SL..Ow down!!!” Pavia grabbed your hand hoping it would stop you from fingering him so roughly but it didn’t. You kept on pushing deep inside him.
“Aahn…. Cumming..CUMmMING!!! AAAHhnn…” Pavia ended up pissing on your hand but it didn’t stop there. You pulled out your fingers and went on top of him and took off your pants.
Pavia was panting under you after his intense orgasm. He looked at you with full of love as he hugged your torso resting his head on your shoulder. Your hands went up to his thighs and opened them widely as your hard cock teasingly rub against Pavia’s clit making him moan slightly.
You slowly insert your huge hard dick into Pavia’s pussy. His gummy walls were trying to keep up length but you’re too big! Pavia screamed after the tip of your cock hit his womb and you slowly pull in and out of his hole.
“Fuck.. you’re so fucking tight…”
You can tell that Pavia was enjoying this. He get a hold on to your shoulder and widen his legs open for you. His pussy tighten around your big cock. He felt your dick hitting his cervix and went into his womb slightly.
“Fuck, cumming…”
Hearing the word ‘cum’ makes Pavia crazy. He felt your dick was getting into his womb even deeper making him let out a tear because of the pain and pleasure.
You backed away from Pavia and continued to fuck him. Not caring if he wants your touch. Pavia look down on his stomach to see a bulge. He was shocked to see this. Seeing him like that gives him a smile on your face. You lightly pushed Pavia’s bulge making him throw his head back. You laughed at his reaction before he looked back at you with a pout.
You continued on fucking him until Pavia couldn’t keep up your pace. He was sobbing moaning in pleasure. He then squirt as you were still inside him. “Fuck… I’m gonna cum.”
“Cum inside me… don’t pull out..”
Pavia looked up to you with pleading eyes. You didn’t think of your consequences before you shoot your load in him filling him up nonstop. Pavia’s eyes rolled back as he felt your thick load inside his womb and spilling out his pussy.
In the end you kept on fucking Pavia for a whole two hours. Pavia knew that you were high and that pill he gave you and his plan on getting pregnant with your child is going well. Too well…
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The next morning you woke up to see Pavia sleeping on your chest. He was wearing your shirt and you were naked. Your head hurts and you stood up and trying to remember what happened last night. You look at Pavia for a while before noticing his pants on the floor had cigarettes. You stood up and grabbed the cigarette box before something caught your eye. It was the drug packet that he gave you. amphetamines
Pavia slowly woke up and rubbed his eyes before looking at you.
“M/N…? What are you doing..?”
“Thank goodness you didn’t gave me cocaine.”
“Huh..??”
“Nothing, go rest.”
Pavia stood up from the bed and took out a pregnancy test in the bathroom. A few minutes later he looked at his test that said positive. He grinned as he saw the results and got out the bathroom happily. “M/N I’m pregnant~!!”
“Excuse me..?”
You’re trying to sober up from last night drug but hearing Pavia bust out the bathroom door and skipping to you happily ranting about his pregnancy concerns you. You end up giving it in and except the consequences for your actions…
“So… should we start dating or stay as sex buddies?”
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Author’s Notes:
PLS PLS SEND ME A REQUEST ISTG. JUST RANT ABOUT YOUR HORNY NASTY FIC GOING ON IN YOUR HEAD AND I’LL PROBABLY LISTEN TO YOU.
JUST PLEASEEEEEE *dies*🕊️
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zzzcorner · 4 months
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OMG PAVIA IS GETTING HIS OWN 5 STAR PSYCHUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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A satisfied eater
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starsilversword · 3 months
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Headcanon:
Leilani is actually physically absurdly strong but nobody realizes cause she uses her bow and arrows all the time.
Until maybe one day, someone (Pavia) is being annoying or mean to someone else at eating time or something when they woulddnt have their weapons. Leiana isn't gonna put up with that shist so she stand up and marches over to him.
Pavia ain't worried, what is this runt gonna do? He doesn't even try to defend or dodge.
BAM!
Decked in the face and goes flying through several walls.
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inkatsanity · 3 months
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Imagine getting held at gunpoint thinking it’s over and you end up absolutely out of it the moment a bubble gets shot into your face
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pav-ia · 5 months
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childhood friend pavia x gn reader !
cw :: fluff, threats, slight angst, uuwwwwwh idk
i might write a p2 to this i like how this turned out. this is my most banger post so far
there was a time when you lived in piemonte. youd play with your puppy, a german shepard that was lively and energetic, chasing her around. you were a scrawny little thing, polite and respectful and sweet.
you chased your family dog, giggling as she ran away with the ball. youd made quite some distance from your house, following your dog as he sniffed the ground. she led you to a small house, near the outskirts of town. youd recognized it as the home of a woman who your mother had advised you stay far away from.
“she’ll only make you cry.” your mother said.
“shes not for little kids to talk to.” your father said.
but your doggy was still approaching the house, her nose pressed against the grass. you followed the shepard, your eyes wide with curiosity at getting near the “forbidden” house. your dog stuck her nose into a small window near the base of the house, and you followed suit, kneeling down to observe the hole.
both you and your dog were startled when a little boy stepped into the dim light shining through the window. he was very far down, his neck craning up to look into your eyes. his gaze was unnerving, but you were ever so friendly.
“h-hello..!” you say politely, offering a small wave. you sat down crisscrossed, peering through the small window, down at the boy staring up at you.
“..hello.” he replied curtly. he had brown hair, which looked greasy and unkempt. his shirt was too small for him, but he was still able to fit. you noted how thin he was. “whats his name?”
you were confused by the question, tilting your head and trying to figure out what he meant. sensing your confusion, he pointed to your dog who was seated next to you, patiently watching the boy.
“her name is cleo! shes really nice.” you say enthusiastically. you held a hand out for your dog to shake, and you watched as interest filled the boy’s expression. you smiled brightly, and the boy smiled right back.
from that day on, you would frequently visit the strange basement-boy. you would bring your dog, or youd go alone. you could spend hours chatting with the boy, laying on your stomach as you talked to him. you learned that his name was pavia, he liked animals, he didnt like his aunt, he liked your eyes.
“your eyes are very pretty.” hed tell you frequently, incase youd somehow forgotten how much he admired them.
you would sneak food from your breakfast, your lunch and dinner and you would share it with him because he was extremely skinny. he grew visibly healthier as you had “picnics” — you would call them — bringing many different snacks or meals for him to eat.
on special occasions, your mother brought gelato back from the city. on those days, you would immediately excuse yourself, running to the house with the treat in your hand.
“pavia!” youd call for him. he would emerge from the darkness of the room, under the small patch of light that shone through. “try this!” you stuck your hand down the hole. the contents inside the cup had melted a bit by now, but it was still relatively cold.
he trusted you full heartedly, reaching up to gently take the cup. he brought the spoon to his mouth, and his eyes softly widened at the taste. he held the styrofoam cup with such gentleness, savoring the treat on his tongue. he looked up at you with a soft blush on his cheeks. “what is this?”
“its gelato! do you like it?”
he smiled and nodded.
you had been friends for quite a few years at this point. during this time, he grew less quiet, instead more relaxed and engaged in your conversations. you were a naive kid, but you still managed to pull this reserved boy out of his shell. he frequently talked down on himself, shyly asking you to stay longer with him, but being very hesitant to accept the little gift you offered him. he didnt like himself and he said you shouldnt hang around someone like him, but you didnt really care. slowly, he bantered right back with you. he teased you, telling you he was probably taller than you even if there was no way to measure. he was snarkier, more friendly and less nervous.
you also became less cautious around the house. your comfortable attitude around him led you to forget all about his aunt.
“what do you want?” the woman spat aggressively at you as you walked up the hill that the house was on. your dog growled at her, and you shrunk from her mean visage.
“i-i was just passing by your house to p-picnic on the other side-“ you quickly stutter out, lying so she wouldnt do anything to pavia. you knew that she hated him just as much as he hated her. she didnt buy it, scowling at your barking dog. she kicked cleo, your dog whimpering and hiding behind you, continuing to growl.
“if i ever see you or your dog on my property again, ill make sure your mutt is dead.”
you nodded and left abruptly, your dog following close.
not that that would stop you, however.
that same night, you had a few slices of bread in your pocket, as well as a small jar of jam. even if you two couldnt share the large basket of snacks you had prepared, you still wanted to share something.
“why are you back?” hed asked as you called for him. he was once more hesitant to take the jar of milk you passed, as well as the bread.
“youre my best friend, where else would i be?” you giggled. he was quiet for a while. under the moonlight, you swore that there were eyes watching you from the darkness, nearly glowing that you couldnt have noticed before.
“youre gonna get in trouble.” he mumbled, mouth full of bread. you only laid on your back, your face looking up at the sky full of stars.
“for you? id get in trouble if it meant i could hang out with you more.”
the very next week, there were a number of new faces in your little countryside town. there were many people passing through, on their way to a festival in the big city. lucky you, your father surprised you, telling you that you would be heading with him to the city to view the same film that so many tourists were talking about.
that night, you visited pavia again.
“im leaving town for a little while.” you informed him. you had brought a loaf of bread that you had baked yourself, and butter that you bought from a neighbor.
“how come?” he asked curiously.
“theres a festival that my dad wants to take me to. ill take you to one someday!”
“festival?”
“its like… a show! with lots of people, and different colors and smells.”
“and you would take me one day?” you couldnt see him due to the lack of light from the sky, but you assumed that he had wide eyes like he always did when you told him about new things.
“mhm.”
during your time in venice, you had bought a cheap ring, and bundle of handcrafted postcards. when you snuck back to the house, you were greeted with a wooden board covering the window that he was behind.
“..pavia?”
you didnt get a response. even if you knocked on the planks, he didnt say anything. you knew he was behind there still due to the shuffling from behind, but he didnt say anything back to you. you dropped the cheap ring through the small thin crack between the boards, hearing it clatter against the ground.
you kept talking that night, even without his response.
during the day, you began writing down your thoughts on the postcards youd bought in venice. at night, you kept talking about your day until there was nothing to talk about. you slid the postcards through the planks, even if he couldnt read them in the dark room. you would draw little pictures, write down your meal recipes, really whatever you thought of.
your last letter to him before you moved to the city read:
“come find me in sicily one day? ill be waiting for you! cleo says hi :)” accompanied by a muddy pawprint.
you told him all about the city, all about what you would miss in your little town. you told him that you would be leaving, and that you couldnt wait to talk to him again.
in the city, you brought your dog everywhere. she was an adult now, and you were entering your adult years slowly. you had found yourself a steady job, and you took care of your parents as they took care of you.
another gala came your way, and you dressed up all nice as you brought cleo to the large show of different films and costumes and displays — you noticed that she was unusually interested in something. while usually she followed you without a leash, you brought one due to the sheer amount of people that were at the festival. she tugged on the leash, and you followed her. she eventually began sniffing at a man’s ankles, and you tugged her away. the man turned around curiously as cleo was trying to sniff his pant leg, and you pulled her away, bowing your head in apology.
“sorry, shes not usually this curious.” you quickly said. the man in question was tall and muscular, he had many tattoos and piercings, snakebites under his lips and hair that was white with brown roots. he just smiled, a toothy grin that showed off his sharp canines as he spoke to you in a charming voice.
“no worries, [name].”
at first you were relieved that you avoided an awkward encounter, but blinked in surprise when you processed that he somehow knew your name. you stared at the man, unnerved by his sharp eyes and familiarity.
“your eyes are very pretty, by the way.”
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fireflysquidsoup · 3 months
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he is so real for this
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goddessonstage · 2 months
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Hello! Can I have a romantic or their love languages headcanons for Pavia, Click, Diggers and Horropedia with their fem s/o?
I read your rules before requesting this, not sure if I follow em correctly.
my dearest !
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∘ incl. pavia, click, diggers, horropedia
∘ reader: gender-neutral, but intended to be female, no pronouns specified
∘ content: romance, fluff, headcanons
∘ note: thank you for the request !! and yes you followed them correctly :D love these 4 a lot, shame they don't have many works lololol
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∘ PAVIA absolutely loves to spoil you, and expects to be spoiled as well. having been lived in the basement for so long, he hasn't really been "cherished" materialistically. when you and his relationship grow, he'll start to enjoy hugging you, cuddling you, etc. it'll take a lot of time for this to happen, however, because he's been isolated from society for so long. he's not really sure how to react if he's suddenly hugged or just touched in general in a romantic sense, so it'll take some time to get used to it. but once he does he'll sometimes just hug you out of the blue or even bite you (he means it affectionately, trust me).
∘ he'll randomly buy you jewelry, clothing, or anything that'll make you look pretty. on some mornings, you'll wake up and find a gift on your nightstand with a note saying, "don't expect this to happen often" knowing very well if anything reminds him of you, he'll buy it without hesitation.
∘ also buy gifts for him! he especially loves matching things, like necklaces, rings (take that as you will), etc. in the beginning of your relationship, if you buy matching things with him, he'll pretend not to care (at least he thinks he doesn't) but when he finally warms up to you he might just jump on you and pepper your face with kisses (and bites, too).
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∘ CLICK doesn't talk much, nor does he really express his feelings. he has grown "numb" to many things because of what he's seen before he died, so not a lot of things shock him. he prefers you just nearby, in a calming silence as he looks through photos or takes photographs of things. he usually wants you to follow him -- or vice versa -- while he takes pictures of things he think you would like.
∘ he's not used to physical touch, if you're even able to make that work. he's also unsure of how to react to compliments/words of affirmation besides saying "thank you", "thanks", or "you too". that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate them, however.
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∘ whenever DIGGERS decides to go out -- which is almost everyday -- he never forgets to invite you. he likes to keep you by his side, either holding your hand or wrapping an arm around your waist. if he's busy holding bubbles, he'll usually ask if you can hug him, whether it's from the side or behind.
∘ you'll often invite you to his home, making sure that the guest room looks nice and tidy, just for him to insist on staying in your bedroom with you. whenever he sleeps, he usually drools on the bedsheets, holding you close to his chest tightly, but not enough to suffocate you.
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∘ growing up in the foundation, HORROPEDIA wasn't really appreciated by the staff. he would often be criticized for his "peculiar obsessions and fixations" and his strange behavior. he doesn't want his partner to feel the way he has felt, so he likes to assure them that they're perfect in every single aspect.
∘ he loves to feel appreciated as well. if you're doing something together, no matter how simple, and you compliment him, he'll fight the urge to blush and suddenly embrace you. he masks really well and he reacts to compliments by other foundation members subtly with a simple "thanks" but when it's you, it's somehow different.
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hearts-4-eyes · 4 months
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Pavia x reader headcanons
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dating pavia would be.. interesting.
oooh boy, no matter how you encountered him, you’ll be stuck in his web. a real emotional rollercoaster for starters..
It would take a lot of effort and time for this man to tolerate you and truly accept you and him as equals ..but before that, being with him would be very toxic.
how you managed to get into a relationship with this freak is unclear, but you two one day just.. hooked up, and it all goes downhill from here.
Because of his trauma, Pavia obviously has a very warped view of life and the world he inhabits.
I think he’d initially see you as an unsolved puzzle. Confusing but interesting.
Pavia was very touch starved before he met you, and now???
He can’t keep his hands off you..whether that's in a sexual sense or an affectionate sense.
Sometimes he's steals for you or for himself just because he thinks it's fun.
He already has keys to your house or he just breaks in.
Look, this guy is a mercenary, an experienced one. He’s elusive, if he decides to keep you around, don’t expect him to focus all of his attention on you. He comes and goes as he pleases.
I don’t want to say yandere is his default since he doesn't really know how to properly love, because I do think he has some potential, but it does make sense for him, because there has to be something about you that makes you interested in him,
Maybe you're his polar opposite? Maybe you're also a sadist.
He isn’t used to the ways of society or being a decently functioning civilian, so he’ll say and do some random things once in a while.
Once you stick around for a while, it occurs to Pavia that you might just genuinely love him..and that makes him do a double take.
He tries to be kinder, more open, obviously this won’t happen overnight. His behavior will soon take after you.
He might even consider getting a tattoo or two that reminds him of you. He might even ask you if matching tattoos are a possibility.
NSFW: Everything is with consent of course!
Sex with him is spontaneous. Honestly, I’m willing to bet Pavia is somewhat kinky.
Loves to fuck you with his gun and heavily involves his cold metal piercings when eating you out or making you shiver from his piercings gliding against your sensitive areas.
If you two ever break up, Pavia would love to toy with you. His mercenary side is so manipulative and would use it to make you feel like shit and put you in a state of co-dependency while out hunting bounties and during this you would be trying to keep your slowly but surely deteriorating mental health alive.
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delectica · 2 months
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What is lil bro doing over there
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idv-sunsxin3 · 28 days
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can i request a scenario with pavia, horropedia, and diggers saying i love you to them for the first time 👀👉👈
Horropedia, Pavia, Diggers // "I Love You."
Note// Yes, I finished writing this on April Fool's. And no, I don't feel like getting pranked, but I don't mind being booped by moots/ih😇✨️
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"Y/N, come check this out!"
He was just about to talk to you more about the twin dolls he had on his gun at the moment he saw you enter the room. Noting the little details of their design, and even how he managed to make these mechanisms behave in such a complex manner of mischief to make them seem as unpredictable and intimidating to enemies.
He didn't expect you to suddenly say something much more intimate during one of these casual conversations you both usually share.
You were silently admiring the sight of his focused, intelligent eyes, the way his head tilts once in a while to inspect his work, and his incoherent mumbling to himself as if having some occasional internal debates. Until you blurted these words out.
"I love you."
His fingers halted for a bit once he heard you. His eyes stopped being fixed on his firearm to look at you. His features were notably shocked for a moment, yet it wasn't for long that they returned back to grinning once again. It isn't unsure whether it is because he's playing his cards again or not.
Nonetheless, his cheeks are lightly flustered with a soft hue. It could have been more noticeable if the lamp on his desk wasn't the only source of light in the dark room.
"I know." he replies calmly while throwing a sneaky look, "That’s very dangerous of you to say, though."
His observant eyes stare through yours as his face creeps closer to yours to the point your noses nearly touch. The statement indirectly reminds you of the several times he told you about how love stories tend to get disturbed by certain means of phenomenons, tragedies, and terrors caused by ruthless antagonists.
It is not often that lovers would end up happy together at the end of a horror movie. Sometimes, Horropedia would adapt these kinds of survival principles to real-life situations.
Yet even so, his hands find itself resting on yours. A strange sense of comfort sneaks through your skin by contact.
"It's bad for me... but I don't mind testing the waters with how long we can keep this up."
He interwines your fingers with his, as if they're meant to be that way... Just as the way your lips collide with his, the second he moved the last inch towards you.
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"I love you."
You softly said it as you played with your lover's hands. You were talking about a sad day that happened to you with him. In the end, Diggers managed to cheer you up a bit with his words of affirmation.
"I fancy you more, darling."
He wasn't hesitant on replying sweetly, his eyes half-lidded and droopy, but his smile warmth as the sunrise. He rubs your cheekbone gently with his thumbs while gazing at you lovingly, as if his hands were holding the world itself.
Once noticing you finish drinking from your cup, he unspeakably pulls away from your hold to fetch the jug of juice for a refill. Knowing you well, a single cup of juice won't quench your thirst in a sunny day at a van.
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"... it's quite new to hear that from you."
Diggers realizes that you finally say the magic words for the very first time. The thought of hearing these words from you crosses his mind, noting how he hasn't heard them from somewhere at all until now.
He had this dumbfounded look for a moment until he made a tiny "o" shape on his mouth. Before not wasting a second to turn around and face back at you.
He was wearing that same glance as if he fell in love with you all over again. Seemingly, they rather looked happier than shock.
"Oh, my muse... my love, my sunshine, my moon, and all my stars."
He gushes delightfully in a low whisper, clearly impacted in the most wonderful way he has never thought of himself. He has this urge to embrace you and flutter you with smooches until he can't feel his lips -
Yet having this tiny fear of scaring you away with any sudden advances, he only surrounded you slowly in his arms before he planted a lingering kiss on your forehead. Connecting your foreheads once he closes his eyes and hums with a soft smile.
"You're the loveliest gift god has sent to me..." He whispers as he cradles your head with his hand in an adoring manner.
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You said it without thinking twice. Seeing him eat gelato with a spoon while still holding your hand with his unoccupied one was something special.
You slowly learn that he never had the plans to pull away at all. Not even whenever you take the initiative to hold hands, embrace one another, and start sneaking these whispers of affection in dark alleyways.
So after finishing the cold dessert, he walks you through the dark streets wanderlessly before turning to a corner. You pull him by the arm close to you so you can lean on him, but this gesture made Pavia pull you back and swing you towards the wall- pinning you against it.
"Now what, bella? Do you really want to stick around here?"
He sounds a bit annoyed by the tone on his question, yet the way he gently brushes his jewelry from his knuckles on your cheek says otherwise.
"Aren't you quite a crazy one?"
"Mm.." You hum as you lean on his touch, "I get that a lot."
"What are you trying to say to me now then, mm..?"
"...I love you."
You now sounded quiet but clear enough to the other. Your lips were close enough to his ear that he could feel you breathing softly against him.
"...?"
The mercenary finds himself dropping his hands from the sides of your head to wrap his deadly arms around you. They rest firmly on your hip and lower back while his back is now leaning on the brick wall once he swing your back around.
"..."
Pavia acts like it was nothing serious at first when he heard you, his eyes unreadable through his shades as he scrutinizes your face like a predator does to a prey for a few silent seconds. However, the tone of his voice remains inexpicable and probably a malicious mischief.
"Oh, you're dancing with fire, little daredevil..."
That's when he grabs you by the collar before smashing your lips with his, swiftly bringing you deeper into the alleyway...
"Two can play this game~"
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Several days later, you find yourself being led by him to your house that is now piled up with a lot of boxes that are filled with gifts. Most of them bring a variety of different jewelries.
"I got them as souvenirs, but it turns out none of them are my style... Keep them. whether you like it or not, I'm looking forward to seeing you trying one of them~"
Obviously hinting that these gifts were bought for you;;
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moon-cakiie · 2 months
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pov: Pavia can able to communicate you through your screen.
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w/o bubble speech version:
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A/N: I made a self aware au feat by Pavia. It's inspired the self aware au hcs/scenario I read from @nopersonishere.
Feel free use as a wallpaper, repost is not allowed unless if you asked me permissions first.
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pokkomi · 4 months
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8:21 am - pavia
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you’ve always been fond of rainy days. the calming and somehow nostalgic scent always lingering in the air as you’re comfortably snuggled in your pile of blankets.
recently, you’ve discovered that pavia enjoys them as well. so now, it’s a routine every time to stay in bed just a little longer to appreciate each other’s presence in the weather. however, today was definitely not the day for lying in, given vertin’s reminder yesterday about the strategy meeting today for future missions.
“pavia, we have to get up soon or else we’ll miss the meeting-!”
you struggled in his embrace with a pout on your face—he’s not tricking anyone with the fake sleep. knowing pavia, he’d probably already woken up hours prior. a few more gentle hits to his chest earned a mischievous grin from him as he rolled you over and buried his head into your neck.
“just a few more minutes, amore mio~”
“vertin’s going to scold us again, love.”
he smirked, “don’t be so uptight, cucciolo, what’s she gonna do? kick us out?”
you give up any further attempts to escape; arguing with him is futile. never once have you ever won—he would always look at you with love in his eyes while wearing a smug face against your complaints.
“uah! whatever, if you get hurt during the next mission it’ll be your problem,” you grumbled.
pavia grinned as you conceded to his persuasion. he rose from your neck and gave you a peck on your forehead. “as if you won’t be the one patching me back up.”
you gave him a warning look. “i’ll leave you bleeding to death the next time you come back all beaten up.”
“mmh, sure you will~”
the light tapping of the rain along the window panes accompanied the playfulness in his voice, and you feel your eyelids drooping. rainy mornings with him always gets you like this. the comfort of his grasp wraps around you with safety. you were just finding yourself slowly drifting back to sleep when-
bam!
“i knew you two would be here,” the abrupt slam of the door and vertin’s reprimanding surprised you and you sat up quickly, almost knocking out pavia while doing so.
“a-ah, uhm, hey vertin! good morning?” you peeped, now fully awake.
pavia grunted at vertin’s interruption to what could’ve been a lovely morning with you. “ah, our great heroine,” his tone dripping with sarcasm, “what’s all this now?”
vertin sighed and pinched her nose bridge, “i knew you would pull something like this. meeting’s in 10 minutes, so get yourselves ready.” she gave pavia a look and nodded politely to you before shutting the door.
pavia growled and rolled his eyes before turning back to you—or where you were just sitting. embarrassed after vertin’s interruption, you had quickly gotten out of bed and tried to get dressed as quickly as possible, hoping not to add any more fuel to the fire.
“c’mon, pavia, we cannot be late to the meeting after that!” you exclaimed, red at the ears.
pavia sighed very audibly for you to hear as he climbed out of bed as well. one of his wolves nuzzled its snout against his leg, content that its friend finally got out of bed. “good girl, andrea,” he pets her head, “looks like someone is in a hurry, huh?” you glared at him, nearly shouting at him to get. himself. ready. you can feel a headache rising from the amount of times you’ve repeated yourself.
“alright, amore mio~” he walked over to you and kissed you on the neck before also getting dressed. “you have to promise me a bowl of gelato later though, ‘kay?”
“yea, yea, strawberry flavoured per usual, boss.” you huffed, face flustered from his kiss.
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IS THAT A PAVIA CONTENT I SEE SO Though on Pavia and his s/o who's very affectionate towards him especially learning his past so they decided to comforting him by holding him and always showering him with lots and lots of effection whenever they could kissing them random times Hugging ot nowhere and calling them pretty all time and calling them by sweet petnames that could melt them by just calling them that petname to the point that the other characters are just Soo done by display they have witnessed all the time
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P.AGE OO.9 — 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐔𝐌 & NOBILITY : 交 ✦ ⏱
pavia x gn!reader — clingy fluff and affections // headcanons and semi-analysis.
merry christmas! here's your gift,, 💞💕💓
i don't know if I properly executed this ask this time but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. slight gore warning when describing his occupation,, but overall it's just wholesomeness !
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In the silent corridors of his soul, there resides an ache, an insatiable longing woven into the fabric of his being.
Growing up in the shadow of neglect, Pavia found solace in the silent whispers of his own echoes, seeking affection in the empty spaces between gestures. The yearning for warmth, for a touch that speaks of understanding, lingers like an unfinished melody haunting the chambers of his heart.
Every glance cast his way echoes the yearning for connection, an unspoken plea for a kindred spirit to unravel the knots of his longing.
For Pavia, he navigates the world with a hunger for tenderness. His soul aching for the love he never received, yet resiliently holding onto the flickering hope that somewhere, somehow, affection will finally find its way into his world, stitching together the fragmented pieces of their fractured past.
In the tapestry of his existence, the absence of nurturing affection is a stark thread that runs through every experience. He learned to cloak his yearning in veils of self-reliance, crafting a facade of independence to shield the vulnerability within. The memories of hollow celebrations of his unaccompanied birthdays and silent nights echo within, shaping a hunger for connection that transcends the superficiality of mere companionship.. He yearns for more.
You changed him.
The moment you entered his life, colours blossomed. Art formed. You were a gallery full of surprises and you never ceased to amaze him every single time. Celebrations were held together. Whether it was formed between your mutual friends or by the two of you alone. Beneath it all, hid his tender affection for you.
In the dance of admiration, you yearned to express love to another who endured the neglect might tread delicately yet deliberately. You infuse your actions with tender mindfulness, understanding the delicate nuances that embody care and attention.
Whether it may be big as offering objects in your attempts to allow him to see you truly do care. Or whether you grab him gently by the shoulders and take away the newspaper clutched in his hands to pepper his soft face with endless kisses that will forever leave a lingering mark on his face, far more cherishing and better than the scars left on his mind from the abandonment due on his mind. .
Each touch, big or small, gives him a sweet impression of you in his head that he'll remember for a life time.
He melts. Literally, physically melts. He cannot contain himself from being so giddy inside when he had your body completely atop him, arms dangled across his shoulders just to put a bite on his bottom lip, pressured with the soft pecks you'd give on him as you see could almost hallucinate him to have his literal pupils dilated with the shape of a heart.
Catch him off guard when you walk by, biting his neck softly and applying soft nuzzles after.
The never ending joy you'd get when you aggressively pull him into a kiss, so deep and so red, it made it impossible for him to think coherent thoughts when he's with you. Or the weak moments where you're being gentle with him one minute, and the next second you feel the urge to literally bombard his face with soft bites and rough kisses.
He doesn't mind, it's hot, really.
Maybe it's assumed that his own pups give him rough kisses on the cheek and soft puppy licks like that too so maybe he's accustomed to that sort of thing, but it's so much more different and meaningful when you do it..
For someone who lacked much of the attention when they were young, it changes how they see the world as a whole.
God,, How could I describe how he feels when you shower him in the praise he always needed? Always wanted?
Always desired.
God,, he could marry you on the spot.
Pavia's heart swelled inexplicably, as if a symphony of emotions orchestrated an intricate dance within his chest. As if to say, if you were to stop now, he'd be dreadfully fucked over. Emotionally,, and physically.
He mentally marked down your name in everything. The hungry peck you gave him this morning? He's still thinking of it when he slits a knife down a man's neck.
The hickey you left on his neck from the afternoon he took a break off his job so the both of you can get away and have some moments peace together? he's thinking about snatching the rich necklace of a man he carved who planned to sell it to his wife.
Surely they didn't need such things right? It would look far better on your neck than hers any how.
Moments where Pavia would kiss you under dim light when he returns home are the best moments. It's either raining, his favourite weather pouring it down while he gets to be with his S/O to crave, cuddle and watch the static of the radio buzzing his favourite news report around.
You were sure he's been with a few people before, but none of them were you. None of them cared about him the way you do. — By the Gods themselves, this beautiful chaos, an overwhelming sensation surged, a tempest of emotions he struggled to contain.
Flusteredness enveloped Pavia like an unexpected gust of wind, leaving his speech tangled in a labyrinth of words. His cheeks, once the canvas of a tranquil dawn, now painted with the fervent hues of a scarlet sunset, betrayed the whirlwind of emotions brewing within.
“ I didn't know you cared about me so much. What do you want from me? " He'd murmur in a laugh, fingers entangled as you refused to stop kissing his lips. His whimpers, soft spoken and eager, he couldn't muster the courage to ask you to continue. But it came out in the form of his stuttering and genuine voice that grappled onto every lingering touch you glaze him with.
He trusts you won't leave his side permanently.
You may whisk away for a bit to have your own space but when you come back, just know a puppy-lover of a boyfriend awaits you to give him those tender kisses you spoil him rotten with. So don't forget how much of a big role you play in his life. Okay? <3
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uglytintedshades · 4 months
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DON’T WORRY, YOU WON’T CRY SOON!!
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