halcyondead
halcyondead
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kasane ☆ he/him 20↑ | yumeship friendly blog | jack of all trades, master of none
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halcyondead · 3 months ago
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Jack-O' Valentine !
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halcyondead · 3 months ago
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Bridget :3
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halcyondead · 3 months ago
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your Conquest x Reader is so, so delicious… you see the vision!! may i request a Conquest with a f!Reader who is an absolute sunshine? one that doesn’t even fear him at first glance? the type that makes you wonder why this little woman is being so kind to him~ thank you! 🙇🏻‍♀️
𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚡 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
a/n: yes yes yes, rubbing hands together like a fly rn, thanks anon! disclaimers: sexual content, i actually don't need to disclaim much this time it's just fluffy fun with a lick of smut because honestly i can't help myself, yippee!
conquest will never understand why you stick around. there's so many red flags about this guy that would make any reasonably minded person run for the hills. his bicep alone is bigger than your head. more than double the size. he's mean, he's old even by viltrumite standards, he's gnarled and grizzly and ill-tempered...
but you? little you? you love him so much it makes his head hurt.
you should have run away screaming the first time he crashed onto your planet and stared you down. instead, you gazed up at him like he was a god that had tumbled out of the heavens. he could swear that look of yours could turn back time by centuries, he felt like a younger man just from being in your presence.
he tried everything to make this little blossom see the fact that he was no good. told you about his mission, about viltrum, about all the planets he'd conquered. you would only gasp with amazement as you clung to his arm. 'so you're, like, super powerful, then? that's so cool!'
he would pretend you irritated him, for all the good that did, only for you to be totally impervious to his growls and grunts. he should fling you to the other side of the planet, he really should... but damn it. it had been so long since anybody had even... spoken to him like this. had a conversation with him, rather than just giving orders. he couldn't help himself, you made it so hard!!
every time he'd try to scare you away, use his strength to throw you up into the air higher and higher, fly you around the world, pick centuries old trees out of the ground with a fingertip? you'd squeal like a kitten! you'd applaud, you'd cheer, you'd beg him to do it again with those huge eyes like two full moons, what could he possibly do?! say no to you?! never!
you were just so... bright. and warm. you talked to him like he was the only person in the world, you were so full of wonder and excitement... sure, you'd get hyper sometimes, but he'd just pick you up and hold you in the air without a word, and you'd stop your spiel and beam down at him, kicking your little legs while they hung in the air. '...helloooooooo.' 'hello, little one.'
he tries his hardest to suppress his lust. you make it so difficult, though! too sweet, far too sweet, it drives him mad. he won't let you leave his sight, he doesn't like not being able to listen to you, smell you, touch your soft skin... if he loses his sunshine now, he'll be in darkness forever, like he always suspected he would be. no. you know what? you were offering your love and your warmth, he would be damned if he didn't accept it. and give you whatever you wanted in return.
when you first kissed him, it left him winded. he didn't understand it, grabbed you and lifted you by the scruff. you giggled and wiggled and beamed at him with those blushy little cheeks, knowing he wasn't gonna do anything, he lets you get away with everything all the time anyway...
he mimics the movement, mashing his lips to yours, not knowing what to do, he has genuinely never felt such a loving touch in his life. you have to teach him as you do most things about how to love, and you do it with a big smile and a patient mind.
he worships the ground you walk on. he's definitely the type to just let you do whatever silly thing you wanna do with him, but he'll pretend to be grumpy about it when all he wants to do is make you giggle and smile. think laying on top of him in the sun after a summer picnic, and you're making little daisy chain crowns to put on his head, and he's just lazing there like the big grumpy bear he is while you mess with him :3
always carrying you in his arms because no little blossom of his is straining her little feet, always following you around like an oversized puppy, but always switches into bear mode when anybody so much as looks at you funny. you've domesticated him enough that he won't kill in front of you... but he's got that fucker's face and scent memorised. after he puts you to bed, it's over, he's tracking them down.
always so cautious when he makes love to you :( clumsy at first, not knowing what all those little nerves do, where they are, what hurts and what makes your toes curl... ah, but he's so attentive. and you're not afraid to tell him where to go, where to lick, how deep to delve with his thick meaty cock... he appreciates your guidance immensely.
when you're used to his strength by now and lifting you like he usually does doesn't put a dent in your hyperactivity, he'll scoop you up and just eat you for hours. just like that. hell, sometimes he won't even stop what he's doing. like, if he's training, lifting some crazy tonnages of weights, and you patter out to bug him while he's on that bench, he's putting the bar down, sitting you on his face, and getting right back to it.
aftercare is so important to him, it never was before but you've changed so much in him after all. he knows how he can wear out his little blossom, knows how tiring it can be to shine as brightly and warmly as you do all day. he's so grateful for you, wants to give you all the pleasure you deserve, wants to bring you to the highest heights of bliss... ah, but he'll bundle you up against his burly, hairy body when you're too orgasmed out to move, babbling and panting and nuzzling at his skin, just wanting your nude bodies to melt into each other. he lets you work it out, massaging your skin with his careful hands, lets you lick and nibble and suck at his neck, lets you warble on and on, and lets you rest. you'll be up at dawn to brighten his day tomorrow <3
OH MAAAAAAN :( i just wanna nibble his big ol chest while i tell him about uni drama it'd heal me
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