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teeto-peteto · 6 months
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Pyke being turned into a fish made me think: What animals would the ruined king be. Ahri’s obvious:
Oh thats funny, they would be like the Kung Fu Panda furious but worse haha.
Ok so Sarah has to be an apex predator and stepping away from the Bilgewater animals i think she would be a tigress or a panther cause they are cool. She needs to be redder but she's already sassy and fierce enough. She's about to rip you apart.
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Illaoi is tricky but saying a squid/octopus would be obvious so im giving her another mammal and she's a damn elephant. She's majestic, she's strong and she wont mind making her way through, always trying to keep the group together. Literally a mom.
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I think Braum is a moose, a kind and very big one! Also majestic and big, strong like Braum!
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As for Yasuo... I really dont know, a bird because he's related to wind, so probably a heron. Dunno looks epic and edgy enough for a Yasuo, just imagine a heron walking strangely cause its drunk. Thats literally Yasuo.
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Our girlie Ahri is obvious, but imagine her being able to switch between vastaya and an animal form so she just stays by the bonfire like this enjoying the warmth:
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As for Pyke, yeah we can allow him to be a streetshark in this post.
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writing-whump · 3 months
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Something about your tummy
Very fluffy Isaiah and Seline fic. Mild stomach discomfort, lots of bellyrubs.
"You are not going to eat?" Isaiah asked.
Seline looked at the freshly cooked vegetables, meat and potatoes Isaiah served on the table.
Isaiah went ahead to make a great lunch, as he usually did when they both had classes in the afternoon and could spend the day lazy and alone together.
Seline loved the fact he cooked, cause she has been afraid since she was little this would be considered a "woman's responsibility" and her boyfriend would automatically assume she would take over the kitchen. Which never made sense to her, cause if they both returned from work, why should the girl be the one cooking while the guy lazes in front of the TV? How was his work more exhausting than hers?
Never been an issue with Isaiah, cause he liked to cook and took over preparing all their meals without asking. She has been suprised to find his cooking style also suited her well, not too salty or oily. Though he seemed to pick up on things she and Matthew disliked, cooking more into the direction they all enjoyed.
Seline liked salty and meaty things more, Matthew had more of a sweetooth but also needed lots of proteins and weight for his weight lifting and boxing. Isaiah didn't seem to have strong preferences, but he liked healthy natural vegetable heavy meals. That was the verdict from watching him.
He would never say. Seline was finding out there were many things Isaiah wouldn't freely say or express if he could somehow solve it on his own.
She felt a little guilty, but Isaiah's private mysterious personality was incredibly calming. Her father and brother were both emotional, often yelling when excited, angry or upset, without even noticing. Seline and her mother talked over it many times, but there was usually no stopping it, only bearing, leaving the room and forgiving them after.
In a way Matthew's grumpy more direct approach was more familiar to her, safer. But Matthew also wasn't one to yell, more like grunt and complain and she found that heartwarming despite herself.
Matt was very careful with his temper around her since the incident that had them not speaking for a week, but there hadn't been that many things that made him angry at home. It felt to her like he was genuinely happy around them, no matter how closely she watched.
And she has to make herself watch, because she got so easily lost in thought, her books or her current research, she could ignore a storm going on downstairs. Since starting to live with the boys, she started to force herself to pay attention. From time to time or when she felt like something was off, hopefully catching on things if it mattered.
Isaiah was all knowing and calm and she knew repressing many things, but for her it was such a big sign of self-control from his side...it fascinated and comforted her.
Maybe it wasn't a good fit. Maybe he would benefit more from someone prodding and making him speak more about his past, about his complicated family relationships. Maybe a more nosy and clingy girl could make him open up quicker.
But she also suspected Isaiah wrestled with things still and that prying would not actually help. Despite the calm exterior Isaiah was actually quite easy a nerve-wreck. The nightmares that could make him puke, or the days after he met one of his brothers or was reminded of something he could spend in silence, brooding, pale and not eating.
If asking him about something made him so obviously uncomfortable, shadows under his eyes growing as the neutral mask settled over him, voice going cold - that was a sign there was something intense and painful behind the facade. She couldn't bring herself to push at him, knowing this.
She didn't understand how someone could, when someting was so obviously painful for him.
The incident with his high fever helped her find the line she wouldn't cross. When he finally felt like asking for help was far too long after he should have. Something to watch out for sure.
She counted it a little win he did ask at all.
They would have to figure out this speaking up thing somehow, or she would pull her hair out mulling and worrying when he was drifting off without telling her.
She was starting to pick up on the signs, but wasn't yet sure how to address them in a way that wouldn't disturb his pride-bricked comfort zone.
"It looks delicious, Zaya," she said apologetically. She was sad she couldn't eat, it was steaming and smelled amazing. "I don't know, I don't feel like eating."
Isaiah frowned, sitting down at the table beside her. "You are not? We didn't eat anything for breakfast yet."
They lazed around in bed until 11 before Isaiah started on lunch that he could fix in an hour.
"Not really feeling hungry. Maybe it's just from yesterday-"
"You feeling sick?" His hand shot out to cup her forehead, checking for fever.
"No, nothing like that," she smiled at his concern, gently prying his fingers away and intertwining them with hers on her knee.
It was...simply emberassing to talk about anything related to her stomach. She didn't mind talking about headaches or colds, but stomach and anything lower felt...way too gross.
She gulped, lowering her eyes to the table, cheeks colouring a little. If she wanted him to communicate, she should probably do it too.
"It's just like dinner didn't sit well," she blurted out, "and Iwokeupfeelingabitfull and now I think maybenoteatingcouldhelp."
Isaiah, noticed to her eternal, horror, how she tended to be ravenous in the mornings and careful about her sugar dropping, cause they were quite drastic with how quickly her metabolism worked.
Today it was unnerving that it was different - she felt full and a little crampy. Loking at the food now, she felt only revulsion. Time to listen to the signals and take it easy.
"I'm sorry, you went through all that trouble." Her eyes flickered to him for a second before going back down. "It won't go to waste, don't worry, I'm just going eat a little later. If there is anything left after Matthew comes."
Isaiah huffed out a breath, his hand turning in her grip to take her wrist and squeeze it. "You are cute, when you are flustered, but please don't be. It's natural. So unidentified tummy problem, is that it?"
She snorted at the word 'tummy' and his light tone. "Eat, I'll just get me some mint tea."
"No, no, no, sit," Isaiah said playfully, standing up to kiss her on the forehead and gently press her back against the chair. "I'll make it."
"You are hungry, so you eat," she said with a shake of her head at his escapades.
"Nope, won't eat before a lady does, so tea it is. Does the smell bother you?" He was opening the window before she answered.
"You are fussing," she accused with a smile, a wave of fluttering warmth spreading over her heart.
"You wouldn't deprive me of the pleasure, would you?" Isaiah had the water boiling and picked her favourite blue mug from the shelf.
"You are crazy," Seline said with another shake of her head.
Isaiah poured the water in, bringing the steaming mug over to the table. He stood behind her, draping his arm around her front casually. Always so careful about what she would want, what she would allow.
She wrapped her hands around his arm, clutching it to her chest like a talisman.
Isaiah smiled as she leaned her head back against his stomach. "You always say that when I do something very nice and you don't know how to accept it," he said smugly, very pleased with himself.
Seline rolled her eyes. "Go eat already.
Isaiah let her go after another squeeze, sitting down. Judging by the speed her ate, he must have been dying of hunger.
It was definitely crazy. Isaiah was the busiest person she knew - between his master degree in psychology, doing practicum this semester, being on back and call of so many packs when they didn't know how to resolve a dispute, often teaching new pups in the city or preparing them for their shadow passability exams.
But he still somehow managed to drop everything for her, to be with her, to find the time.
"What are you thinking about?" Isaiah interrupted her thoughts.
Seline flushed again. She couldn't exactly say 'about how amazing you are'.
"Ehhh, did I tell you about that cool class I found this semester? Every week comes a different professor from a different faculty to talk about their approaches to storytelling, it's so interesting. I still think we could make a whole new faculty around that topic..."
He listened and nodded, asked questions. Never did he complain that he was too tired to listen or that it was too complicated or that he had better things to think about.
Was this the first stage, the wooing stage, where he would hold out everything? Or would this change with time as they became boring to each other? Would it pass, getting this giddy when his eyes lightened up, when he shared his thoughts to things that mattered to her?
After eating, they ended up sprawling on the couch. Or more like Isaiah sat down with his arm around her waist, dragging her to lie against him as she talked, cushioning her.
"These are all excellent things to consider for my master thesis. I talked about it with the professor and the workshop group, and they weren't sure what about bestseller books would be relevant for culture studies. I always get that question, but like popular culture is very much a subject of culture studies and we are allowed to work interdisciplinary."
"And your theory in this is culture can be analysed through the bestseller that was popular at the time?"
"Yes, but not just doing a classic literary analysis of the structure and style and themes and techniques. I want to analyse the way the audience interpreted the bestseller - which doesn't have to be at all what the author indetended. What about that interpretation resonated so well, that the book became so popular? What about books that become popular after many years, because some kind of event makes it suddenly interesting? That's like George Orwell's book being suddenly sold out in Ukraine, because considering the life in a dictatorship suddenly looks like a very real risk or the book Pandemic being reprinted several time during Covid."
"I think you make a compelling argument. The psychological reaction to brutal or world shattering events often leads to two reactions. Either they read everything related to the situation, devouring dystopic films and such or they watch everything but to get their mind off it." Isaiah shifted as he talked so he could lean over her, watching her face. He propped himself up with one hand while his other stayed on her hip, tentative anchoring touch.
Then it gently slid up towards her middle.
"That's exactly what- Isaiah?"
"Your belly's still upset? Can I rub it?" he asked.
She felt the blood rushing to her cheeks, leaning forward to press her forehead against his chest. "Don't say it out loud, it's emberassing."
Isaiah chuckled. "May I?"
"If you have to." It felt very intimate for him to touch her stomach like that. She had offered bellyrubs to him once before, but something about receiving them, about his hand circling the top of her stomach, wide and gentle, had her toes curling up. It was like he had her in the palm of his hand, like there was nothing to hide.
Her stomach wasn't bloated, not exactly, but it was swirling quietly, like there was something inside although she didn't eat for over good 12 hours.
Isaiah followed the sound with his fingers, palm at the center. "There. Like this okay?"
Seline stayed with her face covered by his shirt, breathing in his cologne. "Tell me about your week. Are you still working with that kid that moved here from Neusiedl?"
Isaiah raised an eyebrow at the subject change but complied with a smirk, tone turning thoughful. "Yes. He's got good control, he is just a little arrogant, you could say. He follows his shadow's desires without question."
"Is that a usual problem?"
"One of the most usual ones. Either they are scared of their shadows taking over or they rely on them way too much. And their packs seek me out, like I had some kind of special talent with my shadow, some kind of gift." He scoffed at the idea, turning to lie on his back. "I simply have good training. It's entirely teachable."
"So their packs teach them wrong?"
Isaiah grimaced. "They are not wrong per se, but if you want to live in an environment so naturally stressful for wolves as a city is - with all the people, smells, impulses, lot less space - you gotta stop hating everything that's human about yourself. You gotta stop looking down on what human schools and universities can teach you. Otherwise what's the point of being here?"
Seline leaned the side of her head against his chest. "You know, you make for the perfect combination. You are studying the best there is to understand human psyche, but you are also a wolf with excellent control. You are the best to teach them."
Isaiah chuckled. "Maybe. I guess it's a rare to be both."
"Hmm. It looks like nobody can teach them this although it's very needed for the newbie wolves. Like how you taught Matthew?"
"Matthew didn't...he isn't problematic or whatever he thinks he is. He just didn't have anyone who would show trust in him."
"Yeah, but you figures out what he needed and then gave it to him. I'm not saying you need a psychology degree for that, but you are obviously demonstrating the ability to help wolves to understand their shadows better. Something no wolf can explain and no human school can teach. There is a hole for that and a demand..."
Isaiah smiled, bowing his head closer to her face. "Are you making up a new profession for me?"
"A unique one indeed," she said, leaning closer too. Their foreheads were almost touching. They were breathing the same air. Seline couldn't take her eyes from his lips.
She squaled a little when Isaiah tentatively pushed up her shirt to put his hand on her belly skin on skin. "W-what are you doing?"
"Rubbing your belly, of course." His voice was all innocent, with a terribly smug undertone.
Seline leaned away, covering her face with her hands. "You are horrible. I can't focus at all."
"Looks like you got a thing going on there with tummies. I don't know what it is, but it's very cute."
Seline rolled her eyes, trying to take control over her rapid heartbeat and breathing when he whispered like that with his hand up and down on her skin. His fingers were warm and smooth and she was melting under the touch. Was this guy going to be her undoing?
"Seriously. I tell you it's feeling off and you keep doing this. I don't get you." Shouldn't he be grossed out by the image of her insides moving, in whatever direction that might be? It was petrifyingly emberassing.
Isaiah scoffed at her words, sliding down on the sofa so his face was on the same level as her stomach. He cradled it with one hand while throwing the other over her back.
Then he kissed her on a sliver of naked skin under the shirt, right under her belly button.
Seline's eyes went wide, mouth hanging open in a little o. Isaiah chuckled.
She cupped his cheeks in her palms, fingers slightly shaking as she pushed his face towards hers.
Something flashed in Isaiah's eyes, something dark and intense, but exciting in a new way and he leaned into her touch to capture her lips in his.
The kiss was deep, long, and she completely lost herself in it. In his taste, his smell, his everything. If she could drown in him, she gladly would.
They were both breathing hard when they separated, his hands still on her waist, under her shirt.
His smile was wide and genuine, no masks. This was an emotion he wanted her to see.
"Completely crazy," she breathed.
@bellysoupset
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mysacredmuse · 3 months
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hii muse !! i remember seeing you say that aventurine's a cat person and aaahh i agree !!! he would love cats sm :( i feel like he always wanted one but couldn't bcs he's busy and doesn't have the time, also bcs he can barely take care of himself, so hes scared he might not be able to care for the cat.
I'd imagine that his s/o has a cat and he'd always see the critter whenever he comes over to their place. i feel like he naturally attracts cats, they love him. his s/o's cat would just rub against his leg, jump on his lap to sleep whenever he sits down (he never has the heart to stand up even if he needs to 😭), and just give the kitty some pats/bellyrubs :(
ahh taking care of the cat together when they finally move in with him 😭 just the thought is so nice !! him learning how to properly care for the kitty, the cat sleeping on his desk while he's finishing up some work for the IPC, also him fighting the cat for his s/o's attention (they give attention to both equally, he just wants more lmao) (also the cat wasn't even doing anything, it's just sleeping on his s/o's lap)
in conclusion, i love cat dad aventurine. someone let me give this man a cat so we can be cat parents together.
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THIS IS SO CUTE, I WILL MELT SJSJSKSKSOSKS no but I am so for aventurine cat dad agenda because cats have such boundaries and I feel like he would get along with them super well actually <3
i feel like he would definitely be awkward around the cat at first, side eyeing it and all like 🤨🤨 tf u looking at lil furball, but then he would warm up to it as the cat asks him for attention and rubs and wahhhh, he wouldn't mind getting his clothes all destroyed by a cat's fur and a bit of clawing as it makes little dough on his lap <333
also, the jealousy thing HAHAHA HE DEFINITELY WOULD 💀💀 I can see him literally forcing his head on your lap next to the cat, even slightly pushing it away as he wants the head rubs as well <3 I can also see him beefing w the cat when it gets all cozy and sighs and he is like tf you sighing for freeloader while he does his work LOL, he would be the type of person to use the cat's paws to type on the computer while bitching about how hard it is to work and you walk in on him like 🤨 are you literally using my cat as a non-paid & illegal child labor and he is like O_O
but he would definitely learn all about it, always buying the toys for the kitty, the best sand, the best food, the best hygine products - everything. He would spoil it so much and he wouldn't mind at all even if all his money goes to the cat <3
he would also play poker w it, but let's not
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deadbloodzero · 11 months
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Yet more AU nonsense from Theorychat.
The big fella is Petboi, and the little gremlin on his shoulder is Jarboi.
Petboi is an Eclipse from an AU where after being defeated and his star confiscated, Moon and Lunar thought it'd be hilarious to punish Eclipse by making him their pet instead of killing him. This turns out to be somewhat of a mistake, because although they disabled his ability to speak, made it so he can't really use his hands, and gave him a tail, he chooses to go around on all fours, and still causes as much trouble as possible.
At some point everyone gets tired of him actually taking his punishment to heart and acting the part of a spoiled animal, so they re-enable his voice and insist on treating him like a normal family member. But being the stubborn thing he is, Eclipse continues the game. "You wanted a pet? You got one." He refuses to use his voice beyond growling, hissing, and other assorted animalistic noises, for the pure entertainment factor and watching them get frustrated with him. His behavior is a mix of dog and cat, and he's learned to enjoy stealing Lunar's beanbags for a bed after he ripped up the giant dog bed they got for him when he first came home with Moon and Lunar. He started enjoying being the pet at some indetermined point, enjoying the fact that nothing is expected of him and he can basically just do whatever and have all his needs met. The rest of the daycare family just gave up trying to force him to act normally again when it was clear he wasn't going to even try, so they just treat him the way he acts. Doesn't stop him from being miffed when Sun asks if "anyone fed the dog today" though.
And yes, bellyrubs make his legs go wild. He loves it, but you didn't hear that from me.
Jarboi is from an AU by @starays13 Where Eclipse's punishment was being shrunk to roughly 5 inches tall. The poor tiny boi is full of rage, but can't do anything about anything. For the first few months they kept him in a jar to keep him in one place and not get lost. He has to be plugged in by someone else like a cell phone to charge, and is basically a fun living toy for supervised play with the kids during daycare operating hours.
When there's cross AU visits between multiple Eclipses, Petboi and Jarboi are either causing trouble together or tormenting eachother. Jarboi has gotten more than one tongue bath from Petboi, but it doesn't stop him from cussing out the other version of himself.
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faglander · 1 month
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Pax puppygirl is actually fucking peak. she already did the whole guard thing. guard dog Pax! she's always close behind so she doesn't even need a leash, but she wears one anyways because it's fun and a sign of ownership. the idea of her looming in shadows... feeling watched... only to for her to pop out of the ringside and her tail is wagging and she's begging for a good scratch. the perfect kind of silly and scary really. playing with toys. I'm deranged but fetch and her running around on all fours because whatever she's flexible already. belly. belly rubs. okay this is a little indulgent oops.
if there was a way to make some kind of belt collar combo... hm.
do we fuck with knots. because that's literally sticking together and. and. um. um.
STOP HOLD ON WAIT PUPPYGIRL PAX WITH A KNOT OUGHHHHH.
no bc she'd be so obedient she doesn't need her leash but she begs for it bc she likes (loves) the feeling of being tugged on by the leash.
for someone reason i feel like puppypax would love hide and seek like running on all fours away to hide away from you, she'd hide in the most obvious spots bc she loves being found, you would literally find her wagging her tail in her spot with the cutest puppy eyes ever. her running off to her dog bed and all her toys presenting her belly making sure you know how bad she wants her bellyrub :3
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monstershowdowns · 1 year
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What kind of monster OCs do you have? How many? Are they based on anything specific? And which would be most susceptible to a treat and bellyrubs?
A LOOOOT of my OCs actually either have monstrous features or are monsters/supernatural creatures themselves! Which means there's a LOT of monster blorbos around!
Im going to give some honor mentions to Locutor, Desfigura, Raveras and little Anima here. Locutor is a narrator of stories, based around old radio hosts, the fear of the dark and eldritch horrors. He's the oldest brother of his adoptive family, and altho he often finds trouble with other creatures behind our comprehesion (read: he seduces them. And then steal something from them), he really cares about his little siblings and adoptive father. He's my special guy, my little guy, and I love writing him because he LOVES to scare the reader.
Desfigura is based around horror videogame bosses/that one horror character that always follows the player and appears at the worst possible moments, the color red, and the fear of never being able to rest. She's the leader of a place called EntreCaminhos, an eldritch abomination, a mother of seven kids she found on a trashcan, the woman who turns people into monsters (literally) and also a painter. She's very intimidating to everyone outside, tho.
Raveras is from a romcom I'm writing! He's a 3 meter tall demon who has been locked away in a prison for +-30 years. He has no eyes. He still can see. There's a hole in his chest. Literally. He has no idea how the internet works. He was the leader of a cult. He protects other monsters from humans. He's on a reluctant allies to lovers arc with a parasite made of strings. He's a himbo. He's the worst thing to ever happen. He's based on the fear of not having a home to return to. He could bite my head off.
Little Anima is a 13 year old kid found in the trashcan by the Boogeyman. She lives in a society of monsters called Aprestos and has literally no idea what she's supposed to be, except that she may be a cosmic anomaly – which is a fancy way of saying "we have no idea what you are sorry". People who don't know her think she's a villain in training. Anima has the mannerisms of a villain, yes, but she's just a weird kid who says "I hope the next 24 hours of your life are nice" and ACTUALLY means it without realising it sounds like a threat. Also, she has a really bad and scary aura – good thing she can suppress it! She's based on fish, birds, and being a weird 13 year old human girl.
Out of all of them, Anima is the one who would say "NO!!!" to bellyrubs, but if you scratch her head she will fall asleep and purr. She would make you promise to never talk about it again, tho! She also would always accept a treat.
.... Raveras would immediately collapse if given a bellyrub. Guy needs the rest! He doesn't trust treats, tho.
The only one who can make Desfigura accept a treat or a bellyrub is Sofia, unfortunately. And you would NOT want to gige either of that to Locutor!
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highlifeboat · 10 months
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Max: I'll kill you bitch! Those were expensive shit!
Elena: I'll kill you bitch! You made my wife an addict!
***Meanwhile***
Bela: Hey, auntie Donny. Can I have the stuff? Max is all out.
Elizabeta: Are you sure it's okay for you to have that much...?
Donna: Sure thing, honey. -Drops her entire stash on Bella-
***Also meanwhile***
Daniela: Ouuugh, my tummy hurtie...
Cassandra giving her bellyrubs: Ugh, hopefully now Bela will sober up. I'm tired of being a babysitter.
Bela's just gonna hide it in one of the 10 000 secret passages the castle has (or the basement. Cuz let's be real nobody's fuckin goin down there.). She loves Elena, but she thinks the weed makes all her mental problems go away and it's been a very long time since she found a way to make her brain shut off.
To be fair, Max does the same shit, but bro also has a lot of chronic pain that it helps with. (Just... another reason he's gonna be pissed at Elena. Not all of that weed was necessarily for getting high and now he has to deal with horrible migraines until he gets more)
I like to think Donna only enables it because she doesn't actually realize Bela has a problem. Because Bela's "the good one", and obviously would never abuse a drug. Clearly she just uses it to relax sometimes, and Donna won't fault her for that.
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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years
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Okay, so I caved and started watching Merlin again and I’m really going to need some of your Lancelot headcanons bc I’d completely forgot how much I love that guy lol
so fair, lancelot is absolutely wonderful and i miss him so much- i'm rewatching the season one episodes with him now just because i can, so i'll gladly talk about him
- Lancelot has a beautiful voice. Like this guy can sing sing. He has the voice of an angel. He’s the only of the knights who can sing and hell does he set high standards. 
- He’s very good with plants somehow! If he could, he’d probably be taking flowers and stuff into his chambers, in like little sweet pots and literally idk why but he’s just. good with plants. 
- He’s also very good with animals. The horses that they’re riding on all the time anyway, many of the knights are good with those, but in general you could probably put a wild ass animal in front of him and in the time span of two minutes he’d have it lying on its back, enjoying a bellyrub. 
- He’s also good with people. If you were to send any of the knights to talk to someone, please, i’m begging you, pick him. Or, I suppose, Leon is an okay choice too. Like those two carry all kinds of human contact the knights have with anyone, especially people of higher standing (to break this down: Gwaine can’t deal with arrogant bastards, and really before he pisses someone off, don’t pick him. Percival only knows how to talk to people who are scared. And children for some reason. And Elyan has a very intimidating aura and I wouldn’t want him to come near me tbh)
- He turns red when he gets nervous. Like we've said he fiddles but he also just turns bright, tomato red.
- If he ever got put under a lovespell, he'd be writing poetry. This is so random and idk how or why this exists in my brain but,, it's there and it seems very, very accurate to me for some reason.
- He's the best swordfighter out of all the Knights. Even though Leon has had a lot of training ofc, even though Gwaine's dad was a knight, even though Elyan is a blacksmith (or was) and even though Percival,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, has buff arms??????! and like, even Arthur is not as good as him. This isnt because the rest of them lack talent or training, hell, all together they're still the best fighters in all of Camelot, no, this is because while Arthur only just ever fought with his meeky other nobles and his servant and did not improve his skills that much, Lancelot was out and about, fighting and training, practising and learning, for years. While Gwaine was brawling, Elyan was forging, Leon was dying doing normal knight stuff like Arthur and Percival was doing whatever the hell it is that Percival was doing, Lancelot was actually the only one working to improve his skills even further (and we know how glorious they were in the first season already).
- He's the one that drinks the least. It's basically canon that Gwaine drinks the most, but I just feel like Lancelot drinks the absolute least. And he has so much control over and feeling for his body that I don't think he's ever been drunk or will ever get drunk. At least not to the point where he'd have to puke. He just gets tipsy and then he realises and starts drinking water instead of ale.
- But tipsy Lancelot is also something to experience - much easier to be embarrassed, much more nervous, actually just a mess. I wouldn't want to see him drunk tbh, I feel like he'd lose all the control he has over his emotions (he's about the only one that emotes in a healthy, normal way. not that I know what that's like).
okay before this goes downhill I think tipsy Lancelot is a very funny image to end this with, so I'll leave it at that for now
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a-libra-writes · 4 years
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🌸💋 🎭 💦 and  ✨ (crush headcanons! How would he act around and try to win someone he's interested in over? 😋) for javier, if that would be okay? Congratulations on 400 followers! Give your doggos some bellyrubs from me!! ♥
my girls thank u for the tum rubs, cadillac demanded my absolute attention for the next 5 minutes. shaybo ignored me & went back to sleep (also thats a frickin cute-ass HC idea)
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🌸 Kissing HC
Javier is an affectionate sort of man and sees no shame in expressing his love openly. So you can expect quick pecks as you pass each other by, sweet kisses by the fire and deep goodbye kisses before he has to leave before a job.
When he returns from being gone for a while, his first thought is to beeline for you, hold you close and capture your lips to express how much he missed you. At least he keeps to himself when you both are on a job ... mostly.
He always has to joke about a “good luck” kiss before or during a job, which just makes you smile. 
When you’re curled up with Javier next to a fire, he likes to brush your hair aside and kiss along your neck and collarbone, just to make you giggle. Nope, there is no shame. You end up snuggling closer and sharing several long, lazy kisses.
Yes, you’ll be told to find a room, multiple times. Javier just smirks and pulls you closer.
Besides your pretty lips, his favorite places are your collarbone and your soft thighs. He’s not one to leave marks unless he’s feeling very passionate and you’re encouraging him. For himself, he really likes it when you kiss his neck. 
He’ll definitely sneak up behind you while you’re working on something and give you light, lazy kisses. If he’s tired enough he’ll rest his head on your shoulder and keep you there.
💋 Intimacy HC
Javier loves being close and intimate with you. He feels like it’s the most natural, fulfilling way to express love to each other. So unless he’s dead-ass passed out, if you want him, Javier’s game. His sex drive is definitely high, although he thinks it’s perfectly reasonable. 
Almost anything you do can turn him on, because he loves admiring you. Brushing your hair aside, dressing, doing something creative, handling a gun, and so on. Arthur likes to walk by and tease him for his mooning. 
He prefers to take his time than indulge in quickies. He wants to touch and kiss every bit of your skin as he undresses you, and gives you plenty of praise as he does so, to make sure you’re flustered. He actually has something of a praise and worship kink.
He prefers positions where he can see your face and hold you close, but he’s open to whatever, really. You’re going to get kissed and groped either way.
When Javier starts getting lost in your body, he’ll nuzzle you and mutter endearments and more praises in Spanish. If you respond back he totally melts. When he’s close, he gets loud, not that he cares who hears. Feel free to kiss him to shut him up, he loves that.
If you’re feeling tired or need some comfort, he’s totally happy to hold you in his arms and just slowly finger you while you get plenty of kisses. He doesn’t even have to get himself off, he just wants to make you feel good (also he loves your whimpers). 
He is so bad about exploiting your sensitive spots. He doesn’t even have an overstimulation kink, it’s just fun to watch you squeal and worm away. 
Afterward, Javier is a gentleman and makes sure you’re cozy. He wants to cuddle until you both fall asleep but you remind him that, you know, you both should probs put on at least a shirt and pants before you freeze to death. He doesn’t care to sleep with heavy blankets but he’ll cover you up and make sure you’re nice and bundled before the cuddling resumes. There is no escape
🎭 Jealousy HC
Similar to Charles, Javier doesn’t have much a possessive streak, he just hates men disrespecting you. His mama didn’t raise him to stand by while his love is being talked down to and disrespected. 
He’ll slid up behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist and brandishing his favorite knife as he asks the man exactly what his intentions are. He’s smiling, but angling the knife so it gleams.
Sometimes he’s in more of a hot-headed mood, and he’ll go straight to a fight if someone puts a hand on you or starts getting in your face. Javier got no patience for that.
It’s obvious you both are together, so anyone in the gang flirting with you is probably just messing around, and he’ll joke back about them stealing you away. But if someone is really pushing it, he doesn’t care if they’re drunk or “messing” around. Javier sits up, stares right at them and tells them to leave you be.
He really doesn’t like you trying to get him jealous, it hurts more than he’d admit. He feels like he expresses his love enough, so there’s no need to play these silly games.
💦 Beach HC
Thank god for some decent warm weather and a beautiful sea. He could die right here in your arms and be a happy man. It’s adorable how much Javier’s eyes glitter when he sees the water, he looks 10 years younger as he pulls you toward the water.
Javier is ready to strip to nothing, but he underestimated the hot sand, so he sticks to pants. He’s totally cool with you wearing nothing though.
He can’t decide if he wants to swim around with you, sit on the beach and enjoy the waves or go after the fish hanging around in the shallows. He alternates between the three, with you joining him and laughing at how excited he gets over finding a a crab or digging up a large shell.
You better watch out, he’ll grab your ankle out of nowhere to pull you under the water. Or he’ll carry you to the deep end and pretend to dunk you. He really enjoys carrying and piggybacking you around in the water. If you can’t swim, Javier is very careful with you and never brings you too deep.
Javier could stay at the beach until the sun begins to set. He’ll catch some fish and roast them over a fire with you while you rest against him. You two just know you’re going to be finding sand in your clothes and equipment for a week, but he doesn’t care at all. 
When you start to doze off, he’ll cover you up and pet your hair as the sun sinks down. Now he can die a happy man.
✨ Crush HC
So, his crush comes on fairly quick and it’s so obvious to everyone and yourself. He can’t help but watch you when you watch by, he’s always grinning and winking at you, he likes hanging around and asking what you’re up to. 
The flirting and charm is cute, but you figured he’d get bored after a while. He was probably only interested because you were pretty and new. Which, that was true, but he was also curious. He started to strike up conversations and ask you about yourself, and he was glad when you were curious about him, too. 
He’ll still wink at you as he plays guitar, but then he’ll nod at you to sit next to him. He’ll crack jokes to hear you laugh, he’ll help you carry things and compliment you whenever you’re wearing something new. His typical “flirting” went straight into “hopeless crush” territory.
You two did dance around each other a little, but Javier isn’t the type of man to go pining for months over someone. All it’ll take is you leaning in and smiling sweetly while he talks, and he can’t help himself from touching your chin and kissing you. 
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gothamsworst · 4 years
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How would Ivy, Harley, and the Riddler react to meeting their s/o's dog for the first time (like, one of those breeds that's 100 lbs or more that may seem intimidating at first but are actually very affectionate)?
Poison Ivy:
Pam has never really been a big fan of animals, aside from Selina’s cats (though she’ll never admit to it). Your dog intimidates her a bit, and she’s pretty wary of them, until you hand her a dog-treat to give to them. After your dog sees it, they calm down, and even let’s Pam pet them. Their relationship goes a lot smoother after that. Alright, maybe the big lug is kind of okay.
Harley-Quinn:
Big puppy! Harley is immediately in love, and within moments of meeting your dog, she’s already got them on their back and giving them the Mother of All Bellyrubs. Your Baby reminds her so much of her own Babies. That dog is going to be attached to her hip from now on. Say goodbye to sole ownership, because your dog loves Harley just as much as she loves them.
The Riddler:
He’s Sure your dog is going to love him, up until he sees how big it is. Then he turns into This Vine (minus the actual barking). He’s terrified, and climbing all over your furniture trying to stay out of your dog’s reach. You have to force him to stay in the same room as the poor thing. Ten minutes later, you walk back in to see your dog curled up in Ed’s lap as he pets it, grinning smugly. “See? I told you they’d love me.”
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I feel like whenever Alaska wants me to sit on his lap he'll lean back, get all comfy, and then pat his thigh
Doesn't say a thing
And I know what that sound means
"Alaska I'm cooking, I'm not sitting on your lap."
He pauses and after a bit the sound of him tapping his thigh repeats
I sigh, rolling my eyes as I put whatever I'm making on low, walking over to him and nestling into his touch
"You're a child"
He does nothing but purr as he holds me tight and gives me kisses
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He's a spoiled boi
(But i wanna know something about him...can he transform? Like does he t ransform into a an actual wolf? Cuz just wanna imagen him as this big white wolf who loves bellyrubs from his s/o kkskskkxk)
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ben-the-hyena · 3 years
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Incredible how being a jerkass and a huge douchebag to each other seems to be absolutely normal as a social skill for villains as if they were their own separate society in the HB verse. Other normal/nice people in universe are troubled and weirded out like us, but this doesn't seem abusive to them as it does to us, as if it were their codes and their codes only
Dick the 3rd and Muttley 3 always acting lile jerks to each other, Dick often putting himself before Muttley when it's goof or using Muttley as a shield when it's bad and always insulting him, blaming him if not hitting him or using him as a dummy or betraying him if it means winning while Muttley snickers openly at his pain and problems, doesn't hesitate betraying him when it's fun, can manipulate him and sometimes is the one to CAUSE his pain, but in the end of the day they are childhood best friends and care deeply about each other. Muttley was very sad and crying when Dick turnt good and was very worried when he thought he was dead (and he was right, was before he resurrected lol), was very sad and whimpering when he was zapped out of existence, always kisses him and hugs him when he returns safe and sound, actually hopes to ever be called a good boh and be treated like a pampered pet who would get scritches and have to play fetch. Meanwhile Dick is regretful when he has to betray him for winning "I'm sorry Muttley", wants to hug him when he gives him puppy eyes, risks his life to save his in that one episode Muttley is gonna be sacrificed and is happy that fate had to push him to do so (stubbornly pretending he doesn't need him all while looking fondly at pics of themselves and then taking a sign to go save him "OOH BOY I GUESS I HAVE TO AFTER ALL" smiley), still reclones him when he had been zapped into ashes, sacrifices himself to save his life from the Edittor and kisses him once he resurrects. In short they both xare deeply about each other and are content to be together despite an abusive outside
The same for all the other Dicks, that's what makes any version of the duo sweet : Dick the 1st and Muttley 1 still celebrating each other's birthday, Muttley 2 wanting a bellyrub from Dick 2 who ended up obliging when he could have just not, Scoob!Dick who fucking opens the doors to Hell because he missed Scoob!Muttley too much and they end up hugging when meeting again, etc etc etc. They ARE as close as Shaggy and Scooby but evil version
Dick the 1st seeming like a harsh if not abusive grandfather to his grandson at first, stepping on him, pulling his ear, calling him a shame to the family, threatening to tear him away from the races and have him sleep with the creepy dolls he fears, and YET does all of that too boost him up, does truly love him, is proud and happy when he sees him being truly evil and determined smiling at him, calls him a winner in that sense... they hug and it is said it was him who taught him all he knew so that HE was more there for him than his own father. And yet both of them casually insult each other all while hugging and being touched ("you always were terrible to me ! :')" "you always were a rotten brat son ♡") as if that was all normal, Dick the 3rd even being moved that he woulf steal his car as if that were a sweet gesture. We really don't get villains
DO I HAVE TO PRECISE AGAIN FOR PANDORA AND DICK WHO ARE RIVALS COMPETING AGAINST EACH OTHER, CRITICIZING EACH OTHER AND BETRAYING EACH OTHER BUT HE ACTUALLY LIKES HER, AND SHE MUST TOO SINCR SHE SAVES HIM 2 TIMES, WANTS HIM AT HER BIRTHDAY, ENCOURAGES HIM TO HAVE DANCE AND HAVE FUN AND FLIRTILY DANCES AROUND HIM WHICH MESMERIZES HIM ♡♡♡♡♡ and yet all while being jerks to each other usually
During a back to the future episode of the reboot Dick and one of his alternate future selves keep fighting, blaming each other for scheme failures, demanding to be the boss etc etc etc which sounds and looks like they hated each other and yet when the future Dick was sent back to the future in a zap ik the middle of the fight present Dick looks genuinely disappointed and even complains something like "aw no I was starting to like him". As if insults and fights were normal villain socializing
In fact despite all the jealousy, rivalry and competing (and on her part being a creepy kidnapping yandere forcing him to do some things for fans and also wanting to replace him), Dick and Rigby end up becoming friends a sort of evil mentor-disciple way since during their competition against each other he just CAN'T shoot at her with his missiles since he grew attached and shoots himself (cartoon logic, he lives) and she has an epiphany that has her stop wanting to replace him but like him even more for having showed her she could be her own person (which he didn't adhere too, JUST when he had accepted her to want to be like him !). And when she gifts him a present that explodes and sends him flying in the air burnt and ragged ? He is HAPPY a moved/nostalgic way and sighs "the future is in good end". Which is very sweet a twisted way only villains of that universe get
Probably why Dick is a mummy's boy despite her being often criticizing and blaming or insultint him, calling him a disappointment, misnaming him on purpose, giving him a trapped birthday card and complaining at a show because he doesn't get hurt enough and likes when it is fixed. Because despite all this assholery she still was the one who taught him to cheat and maybe to race at all, helps him out when she can, and gave him a bomb for his sweet 16 he keeps for a special occasion until one episode with a card wheee it sounds like she was conniving with him since she even adds a playful pun "I hope you will have a BANG out of this". Plus she probably was the one to have taken all these baby pictures even with "cute" clothes. I just suspect that even for villain standards she is quite cold but that aside she does love her son the evil way
Dick may be a HUUUGE betraying sadistic cynical disdainful mocking insulting sabotaging asocial workmate with the other racers and is always in conflict with them out of jealousy and simple jerkassery and selfishness, and often is content at their pain (especially at Peter) and he may roll his eyes whenever they are nice to him or consider him their friend, a few instances show he must be a tsundere since there are some hints he does like them. Worried for Peter when he gets zapped by the Edittor and sacrifices himself for Muttley AND Penelope, trying to hide it but being touched and happy that the racers concinced Mrs Barnstorm to rehire him and then almost sounds playful in his following "bite the dust because I will win" speech, hugs them all when he resurrects (before proceeding to call them names and burn down their Christmas tree), plays DnD with them... he must be a tsundere even for villain standards but there are times where he must be affectuous but only for villain standards so to us and to the racers it looked like a dick (lol) move, yet they seem to alternate between being rightfully angry, confused whenever they see how villains work (how they don't know if they should be happy or not for him and his grandfather) and aware since there are times they keep smiling and being friendly even when he was an ass as if they were adapting to that different socializing
For indeed villains must be really be tjeir own society since there are shops dor villains when you can buy weapons and traps, a fanclub for the Big Bad Wolf and magazines about villainy featuring traps and famous villains like a people press. Like it's totally normal in that universe and co-existing with our "normal" society, so knowing both codes and adapting would basically make you educated and essentially bilingual lol
I am pretty sure that this means that in this universe most villains are villainous but not necessarily monsters (proofs since here Dick can care for people and have standards, just his own way) while "good guys"/normal people can be monsters (Petunia being an abusive mom to her daughters. They are just 2 different ways of thinking and educating even if it seems evilness can be hereditary, so I feel like it is not uncommon in the Hanna Barbera universe if a normal person and a villain could be besties or even married if they learnt correctly about each other's doings and standards and lived with them
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Sorry, if this is rude.. but I'm really curious.
Why is puking such a large theme in your writing? Is it more of a whump fixation like 'emptying' oneself of their turmoil or is it more of a fetish fancy?
Again I'm sorry if this is a weird ask and please, feel free not to answer if it is.
Hmm, that is a good question.
I consider my writing to fall into the emeto category of whump. So it's like whump in terms of emeto?
I'm not entirely sure what fascinates me about it. But I feel like the biggest draw for me is the hurt/comfort potential.
Like feeling sick/puking is just incredibly vulnerable uncomfortable state, where you basically don't have control over yourself, you can't help what's happening, you can't really stop it...but it has so many causes and is so mundane in a sense? Everyone goes through it?
And it's gross. So I feel like whoever takes care of you during a sickness like that has to really really care, and you have to be comfortable and close for that comfort/intervention to not feel humiliating?
And it's exactly in this kind of state where genuine care, real friendships, close family or significant other come through to help you with what you need and can't help?
For me its like the ultimate expression of selfless, non-profit, not doing it for sex or attraction or good looks or "to look good" kind of love. And it's not something breezy and easy like a fever or a cold where you do something half-heartedly and it's done, it requires real overcoming yourself and your comfort zone?
Other thing is the whole caretaking like bellyrubs and gurgles that might have a sort of sexy/kink quality for me? The buildup and stuff? I'm not entirely sure, I explore this aspect of it more on other blogs, but it has a bity bity part of it in my fics too.
So it's kind of a mix between super selfless care and kind of sexy build up tension and vulnerability and a kind of exploration of sex and sexuality (in romantic smutty context! Not all fics are about this!!It isn't as high on my priorities in writing as the platonic aspects for example) that just feels a lot safer for me?
I'm not a fan of sex without a deep emotional connection, I'm super afraid of it, actually (which is not a trendy opinion right now). Casual sex is sort of a personal squick. My environment was very "sex bad! Sex unpure! Sex dangerous! It's a way people will use you!" (It took me a long time to figure out that sex itself isn't what bothers me. It's the casual kind of sex that does. Ergo why my world and OCs are so sensitive about touch and can't do casual hookups at all lol.).
So connecting this selfless kind of care with sexy kind of context creates the right comfort level for me.
Honestly, I don't know for sure. I think for me this ties into the debate of "is whump inherently sexual or not" and "where are the lines between whump and kink" and "are there kinks that are freaky or are they alright as long as it's consensual" and "is whump or h/c just an expression of desire for connection and care/being taken care of/caring"?
(I have read studies that suggest whump can be a substitute for vulnerability for asexual people or for people not currently having/being wary of sexual relationships).
Basically, the pure hurt/comfort and care and vulnerability is my favourite whump content. I'm here for the comfort, not for the hurt (not that there is anything wrong about the hurt itself I think). And emeto nicely ties into that.
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OOC: People I’d like to know better
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Favorite Colors: Pink! I also like rose gold, lavender, red, black, grey, and aqua.
Last Song(s) Listened To: Misery Loves Company - Emilie Autumn
Favorite Musician/Singer: I’m bad at picking since there’s way too many I like, but Green Day always holds a special place in my heart. Last Film Watched: The Other Guys
Favorite OC: I don’t really have a favorite tbh. Faye has been my “main” for a while now, though, and I do appreciate her!
Sweet? Spicy? or Savory?: Sweet is best, savory is good, spicy is meh.
Sparkling Water? Coffee? Tea?: Tea. I think a lot of people believe I must be a tea snob because of my RP, but really I just prefer sweet iced tea lol. I love coffee drinks, too, but only if they’re loaded with milk, sugar, and syrups, so... hardly coffee! I also have a weakness for soda. Pets: 
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This is Olive, she’s a prissy bitch and very dumb and is really bad at jumping onto things. She’s fluffy and likes to yell “NGOWWWWW!” at you when she wants attention. She goes “mrrrf” when you pet her. She’s my husband’s cat and he loves her more than me and everyone knows it. She loves the Fancy Feasts with gravy and likes to make as much noise as she possibly can. She tries to make the dog “pet” her and gets very angry when he can’t because he doesn’t have hands or understand what’s happening ever. She has fluff between her toes.
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This is Celty, my birth daughter, obviously. She’s a runt that loves eating garbage and playing with plastic while screaming and goes feral for people food, and I’m not convinced she isn’t actually an over-sized rodent. Her new favorite hobby is mysteriously acquiring a new flesh wound each week because even though she’s lived her whole life in the lap of luxury as a housecat that just doesn’t suit her feral stray at heart ways. She bullies every other cat she meets despite being much smaller than them and she likes to drink water straight from the faucet. She loves to snuggle aggressively and gets so excited about it she starts drooling and, yes, she is my favorite.
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This is Blaze, the newest addition to the family. His is very soft, fluffy, and chonky. He’s a big boy with major rbf, a nick in his ear, and wild fur that goes in every direction which all makes him seem very tough and mean but actually he’s a big baby. He’s a weirdly vocal cat who likes attention and despite not getting startled by things that make the other cats bolt like the doorbell, or the dog (despite the shelter being reluctant to let us adopt him because they insisted he must be TERRIFIED of all dogs), he’s skittish and gets spooked by random things but like only for .2 seconds and then he’s chill?? He doesn’t like getting picked up or receiving head kisses because he is a brat who must torment us with temptation, but he does like bellyrubs if he’s sleepy enough.
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This Galley, or as my husband likes to tell everyone, much to my dismay, “it doesn’t matter what you call him, because he’s deaf.” People like to tell us that must make his other senses sharper, but it does not at all. He has two whole brain cells, multi-colored eyes, and a little girl once asked her parents why we painted his nose. He knows hand signs but has learned that he can’t obey you if he can’t “see” you and will pointedly look away if you tell him to do something he doesn’t want to do. He loves Milkbones, stepping on my toes, and constantly standing in the way no matter where you are going. He loves going to the dog park and playing chase with other dogs, he only picks winning fights, and for some reason he’s the hump-magnet for all the horny dogs (I say it’s because he’s very pretty). Tagged by: @tessariel-aerlinn​, @resistance-ranger​, @ivyffxiv​, @suzhuazheyal​, @kich-rp​, @forlorn-flowers​, @zinaeris-talonstone​, @niomemizune​, and @ofthesilverlining​ Thank you all for tagging!! Tagging: Leaving this one open for anyone!
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mrsarnasdelicious · 4 years
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Omg I need headcanons on everyone as a vampire/werewolf because I need That in my life 😍😍😍 I agree with your list 100% and I would love to hear more about August fighting his instincts on mission or Napoleon sipping at you like a fine wine...
August - Werewolf: Has no scruples about using his werewolf powers while on missions, absolutely mauling a target if the need arises. Also infects people as part of his anarchic plans. 
Charles - Werewolf: Doesn’t need scent hounds while hunting and it weirds Henry out a little. Like this guy sniffs out a deer from some a good distance and Henry is just like ???.
Clark - Vampire: Has no idea he is actually a vampire for the longest time, until one day he gets a taste of blood and he is like ‘oh this is quite sating’. His Kryptonian nature negates a lot of the vampire nature.
Evan - Vampire: When he first finds out he is infected he goes to some self loathing angst, but soon decides that this side of him can help him hunt better. He only takes blood from consenting people and never drains them. 
Geralt - Werewolf: DAT ALPHA, changed into a MASSIVE white wolf. Big enough for Jaskier and Ciri to both ride on. Uses his wolf form in hunts a lot.
Henry - Werewolf: Just a big puppy, really. Plays tug-o-war with Kal and fetch with his s/o. Big cuddly energy and loves scritchies.
Melot - Werewolf: Sulking the woods, just this sleek brown wolf that lays around, huffing to himself. Wants to play, but has no one to play with. 
Mike - Vampire: Ohohoho, you know this lad is nippy as fuck! Lotsa risky sex and seduction going on with Mikey-wikey.
Napoleon - Vampire: Is very proclive at hypnosis, which he uses for information. The way he blends into the shadows is very effective for his work as well. Of course uses his vampire sex appeal a lot!
Syverson - Werewolf: Oh that big booming voice and his ocean eyes turning red when he has to make orders, holy shit, privates be shaking in their boots if they displease big alpha Syverson.
Theseus - Vampire: A shy boy who tries to resist his urges, but never really manages. He is just so thirsty all the time. Zeus always cleans up after him, bc he is weak for his boi.
Walter - Werewolf: Is his own snifferdog. Let’s Faye him him bellyrubs and scritches. Gets alpha outbursts when people ignore his orders. When he was in SWAT, he could handle a LOT, because he has that exelerated healing. 
Will - Dhampire [werewolf/vampire hybrid]: Inner conflict!!!! Holy shit, this boy needs a therapist. Really does not want to drink blood, but starts feeling sick after a while when he doesn’t.
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General Dating Headcanons
Miranda:
I,,,, sincerely hope you don’t have pet birds. If you do she’s gonna be constantly giving them shady looks.
Regardless, she loves to spoil you with almost anything you could want! She has all the money she could need, and she absolutely loves buying you new outfits!
You forgot to do your homework?? No problem!! Her serfs will do it for you. Her serfs will do anything for you. She demands it.
As long as you’re okay with it, she’ll probably be holding your hand constantly. Very cuddly and protective.
Will text you at midnight asking if you want to go swimming with her. She somehow always get you to say yes, but it's always super fun despite how tired you are the next day.
Damien:
He gets jealous easily, but is actually surprisingly laid back about you being around others even if they try to flirt with you (or if he thinks they're trying to flirt anyways). If he notices someone flirting with you, he’ll pay close attention to the conversation and your body language so he can step in if you're uncomfortable, but trusts you to not flirt back, yanno?
He gives you his jacket when you first start dating so people get the hint you're a couple pretty quickly. He wants his jacket back tho please return it.
Walks you to class and usually has his tail wrapped around your wrist or leg. You're pretty sure he doesn't even know he does that tbh.
He plays with your hair a lot regardless of its length or style. Which is sometimes relaxing but other times has you sitting there in fear just praying that he doesn't accidentally light your hair on fire.
Will cry while watching emotional sappy movies with you but immediately puts on a horror movie and laughs through it. He gives you whiplash I stg.
Scott:
Whenever he sees you his tail just starts waggin at light speed.
Everyone knows that he likes being pet and getting bellyrubs because of his wolf qualities, but sometimes he subconsciously pets you back?? He just kinda thinks “well I like this and it makes me feel appreciated so I'll show you affection in the same way!!”
If you speak another language he can catch onto it surprisingly quickly, and if you don't know another language hell probably try to convince you to learn one with him. He needs something he can focus on learning while being interested in it, and I feel like languages fit that pretty well??
Would absolutely LOVE to work out with you!! Any sport of your choice!!! He’s just a simple man who loves some good old sportball!!!!
Assuming he’s taller than you (which is probable since he's pretty tall), be prepared to be picked up into the best bear hug of your life.
Liam:
He’s the kinda man who will be so dedicated to taking aesthetic pics of you that he gets his knees locked in an uncomfortable position for those Good Angles.
He’s not too big into PDA, but he constantly shows other romantic gestures. Like memorizing your favorite foods and bringing it into school for you, leaving sticky notes with cute poems in your locker, and resting a hand on the small of your back if he notices you are uncomfortable in a conversation.
Will draw you a lot for art practice as long as you give your okay, and loves to sit and draw with you or teach you some drawing basics.
He can give you whiplash by going from quiet and reserved to fuckin shotgunning a can of blood or whatever gets him drunk at a party depending on how comfy you are with partying.
I imagine he’s very skilled in time management so like as much as he loves you he can and will threaten to literally throw you into bed if you're not getting enough sleep or literally drag you out of bed if you constantly oversleep.
Polly:
LOVES PDA!! Like she totally respects your opinion on it but she l o v e s showing you off to others and just giving you constant affection.
She’s p chill about your opinions on most things and won't force you to do anything you don't want to but like,,, if you want some drugs,,,,, she's got you covered bby.
She can and will jump on your back so you can give her piggyback rides into class.
Constantly asks to cheat off your homework but makes it up to you by getting you free drinks at parties and bars, along with cuddles while you're hungover the next day.
She is your own personal hype man for any and every occasion. Constant praise. A ghostly embodiment of the “fuck it up Kenneth!!” vine.
Vera:
Spoils you to the hundredth degree, but wants you to be financially stable on your own. Will gladly help you come up with a business of your own.
Her snakes actually like you after a while, and they'll his at anyone who is rude to you in any way shape or form.
Will make sure you are constantly feeling and looking your best, because you are the best. No arguments.
Takes you on very extravagant dinner dates or on a mission to assassinate a rival company. No in between.
Kisses the back of your hand a lot? She's not too big on PDA but she’ll constantly kiss the back of your hands when she's able to.
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