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Soft warm breaths.

The heat of another’s skin.

Sunlight filtering in through cream curtains

Will never felt true bliss until waking up with his head resting on his husband’s bare chest.

Upon opening his eyes Will could do nothing more than drag his hand over his lover’s flesh. Its softness beautifully contradicted Hannibal’s strength and sometimes frightening demeanor.

He loved it. There was something about the plush of his stomach and the dark hair above it that made Hannibal seem more human.

More like the friendly old man whose face still looks as handsome as it did in his youth.

But even though the muscle wasn’t defined in a sexy ripped way it still made Will feel safe and comforted.

Some time during his thoughts a hand began a massage through his curls.

Will released a pleased sigh at the feeling and cuddled in further.

This was how most mornings between them started.

No need for conversation. No rush for work. Just soft kisses and the comfort of their bodies pressed together.

Later they might get dressed for breakfast or make love till their stomachs beg for attention.

But for now they enjoyed the silence, the warmth, and their thoughts.

“This must be love.” Will thought.

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“Will I’m home. Will?”

The house was quiet when Hannibal came home. The lights were on, the car was still there, and the dogs were inside. But there was no sign of his husband.

It was routine for Will to greet him at the door. A sweet kiss was shared then they would explain their day.

And yet the omega wasn’t here.

Unperturbed Hannibal entered the kitchen. Will would pop up eventually.

His footsteps clacked softly on the tile before making a sudden pause. There in the kitchen was a hatch on the floor left wide open.

Hannibal’s blood went cold. Will had found his basement.

Granted it was going to happen sooner or later in fact he wanted Will to know the truth but he wasn’t sure if now was the best time for it to be revealed.

It’s only been six months since Will gave birth to their daughter Raven. The bond between an omega and their child isn’t one to be taken lightly. If Will believed him to be a threat to their child then Will would be sure to fight him.

Opening a drawer Hannibal removed a small knife.

He didn’t wish to cause harm to his mate but he also refused to be imprisoned.

He walked down the steps stealthy and looked around. The sent of his omega hovered in the air. It was strong but not strong enough to sugggest Will was still there. Which meant Will must have just found out a few minutes before he arrived.

Human beings where hanged on a large hook like pigs. Ready and waiting for their turn to be cut.

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The door to the study opened. Hannibal’s eyes searched the plush seats and the wooden bookshelves but saw no sign of untamed curls.

Hannibal checked the storage room. It was repurposed as a space for Will to work on his fish knots. It too was empty.

Finally Hannibal reached the second floor. Down the hallway a door was opened just a crack and light could be seen. As he got nearer the sound of singing and soft mumbles of gibberish grew louder.

In the room was Will gently rocking Raven to sleep.

He sat in a rocking chair humming. His demeanor projecting joy and relaxment.

Hannibal wasn’t sure what game Will was playing. Had he already called the cops? Was he expecting an explanation? Did he plan on killing him? The gun rested on the table less than three feet from Will did not escape Hannibal’s attention.

It was his decision to wait.

“You’re home early.” Will stated his eyes not leaving his child.

“One of my clients canceled at the last minute.”

Will hummed in recognition.

“You found the basement.” Hannibal cut to the point.

“I did. I must tell you it was quite a shock.”

“All this time when you were disappearing in the dead of night or coming home late in different clothing with ridiculous excuses of spills….” Will stands up and walks over to the Bassett and placed in his sleeping daughter. “I thought you were having an affair.”

At the word affair Hannibal’s brows furrowed and his lips drew together tightly.

Will didn’t notice as he played with Raven’s hair.

“Everyone always talks about how an alpha begins to stray when his omega becomes pregnant. I get fat and lazy and nag too much and you eventually find comfort in the bed of another. So, oddly enough when I discovered your secret and stared at all the dead bodies I felt relieved.”

It was then Will looked up and made eye contact

Hannibal searched expecting to see fear or hatred but there was none. Just love and contentment in his partner's eyes.

“I take that means you haven’t called uncle Jack?”

Will shakes his head. “No. But whether or not that changes depends on you.”

Grabbing the gun swiftly, Will made a show of loading it then pulling down the safety.

“Whether you bleed out on this floor or continue life as a happy family is based on your honesty.”

Hannibal’s gaze became cold and clinical. He no longer resembles the adoring husband Will knew.

“Are you the Chesapeake Ripper?”

Hannibal contemplated for a moment. The cat was already out of the bag. It wouldn’t hurt to be honest for once.

“Yes.”

“Have you been feeding me human flesh?”

“Yes.”

Will appeared thoughtful as he boldly swaggered into Hannibal’s space. “Million dollar question.”

Hannibal remained still as the gun was placed at his head.

He could disarm him. Will’s grip was firm but his stance was open. A shot might fire but he could easily redirect it from him. But in doing so a fight would ensue and any chance at a happy ending would be spoiled.

“Was any of it real? Did you mean it when you proposed?”

“Will- “Hannibal tried to say.

“Did you mean it when you said ‘I love you’?”

“Of cours-“ How could he think his devotion was a lie?

“Was anything about our relationship not a cover to you?” Will’s voice increased towards the end.

“OF COURSE THERE WAS!”

His uncharacteristic outburst silenced the room.

Hannibal felt his heart beating rapidly. He could see doubt and pieces of his plan of his dream came crashing to the floor.

And as much as he wished it didn't, his chest burned with the knowledge of his mate being in pain. Of the possibility that Will would leave him. Whether it was his own feelings or a byproduct of being bonded Hannibal wasn’t sure.

“Of course there was.” Hannibal said again softer this time.

“I never considered the possibility of falling in love or getting attached to anyone. It was beneath me. I never tried to be seen because I believed no one could both see me and accept me.”

Hannibal felt his eyes mist and he was surprised at how truthful everything was.

“Then I met you and my view on life had begun to change. I envisioned a future…with you.” Dark browns met light blues and they were locked in place. Hannibal maintained eye contact as he got down on his knees.

“I have the deepest feelings for you Will and they go so much further than love. I had intended to tell you the truth but once we got married and started conceiving I was afraid of destroying what we had built.” Hannibal’s eyes drifted over to the crib which remained silent despite the previous outburst.

Will’s followed the same path before returning to Hannibal.

He was silent.

Hannibal tried again.

“You mean the world to me. If you asked I would pluck the moon and the star-“

“Ok I get it. Cut out all the damn poetry.”

Hannibal frowned at the interruption of opening his heart.

Will replaced the safety and placed the gun into a drawer. A sudden wail caused him to drift over to the crib.

“Will?”

He was ignored as Will favored lifting Raven before making a disgust sound at the smell of her diaper.

Will finally seemed to care for his presence as he walked toward him. Hannibal rising was given a stinky child.

“Go clean her up and put her to sleep. When you're done make me a snack.”

“Will wait! What about our conversation?”

Will paused in front of their shared bedroom. “My feet are swollen.” He said not missing a beat. “My hair needs to be washed. And I haven’t had an orgasim all day. I suggest you carry out your marital duties quickly or I’ll have to get a replacement.”

The slam of the door left Hannibal in surprise.

He glanced from the door to Raven and from Raven to the door.

“Oooh?” She babbled.

He then made his way to the bathroom and began performing his duties.

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Your feet hurts

Imagine you've been walking for a while, and your shoes begin to hurt your feet.

Fluff

Multi anime boys

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You let out small winces as you walked, slowly trailing behind your boyfriend farther and farther. Your feet were sore and with every tap of your shoes against your ankle, the pain got worse and worse.

Stumbling, you fell into strong sturdy arms.

“Your feet hurt? Why didn't you say something earlier?!”

These men would seat you down immediately, then run to the store and buy you new ones. They would feel disappointed in themselves for not noticing earlier and would ask for your forgiveness over and over.

Midoriya, Chrollo, Yuji, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Luffy, Gon, Leorio, Naruto, Light, Mistuba

“I told your dumbass not to wear those.”

These guys lecture you for making such a dumb decision. They make sure to let you suffer from your actions for a while before carrying you on their back. Expect them to complain about how heavy you are or tell you this is the “last time” they'll be doing this.

Bakugo, Illumi, Megumi, Zoro, Sauske, Saiki, Killua, Toji, Aizawa, Tsukihisma, Mello, Gojo

“It looks bruised. Let’s take a break.”

They sit you down somewhere and get something cold to relieve your pain. Once you start feeling better they swap shoes allowing you to finish the day in their sneakers while stumbling in your heels.

Todoroki, All Might, Lawliet, Sanji, Leorio, Franky, Near, Ilda

“I guess that's our cue to leave.”

They take you home after buying some last-minute souvenirs

Kurapika, Giyu, Nanami, Brook, Muichiro, Mic, Shinsou, Hisoka

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hi! I just had this idea of Illumi going to introduce his girlfriend/fiancée to his family, except that she's a spoiled queen bee regina george-ish/cher horowitz like (somehow, they managed to be a couple). Idk really, the image got in my head and I thought it would be funny to see the Zoldycks reaction lmao

When Illumi made mention of his future wife, surprise and disbelief exploded in his family’s eyes. They intended him to follow family traditions and continue the Zoldyck line of course, but when it came to finding a partner the family was sure an arranged match would be needed.

To think there was a woman on this Earth who not only found attraction with Illumi but Illumi himself approved of was a huge shock.

Silva expected the woman to be strong and bear powerful children for the Zoldyck family.

Kikyo believed the woman’s beauty was what attracted her son.

Zeno felt pity for the woman as she must’ve been submissive and easy for Illumi to control.

The traits of being soft-spoken, delicate, graceful, and well-educated gathered in everyone's mind.

But…

A young woman dressed fashionably in black and leopard strutting into the Zoldyck family mansion as if she owned it and Illumi trailing behind holding a cat was far from their predictions.

It took a lot for Kikyo to hold in her anger and not faint at the sight.

“Father, Mother, I’d like to introduce you to my fiancee.”

A displeased grunt from his fiancee and Illumi was quick to add to his sentence.

“And her cat, Cassandra.”

Silva didn’t respond at first. He just stared at Camilla, his steely gaze lingering on her Prada dress, the excessive jewelry, and—unfortunately—the very loud sound of her heels.

Was this the best his son could do? Did he fail as a father somewhere? Perhaps he broke him too early.

You completely unbothered, smiled brightly and stuck out your hand

“It's very nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Zoldyck. You have a lovely home.”

He looked at her hand as though it might bite him, and then—after a long, uncomfortable silence—gave a small, formal nod.

“I’m glad you think so-” Kikyo started.

“But it could be redecorated don't you think?” you continued.

“What?”

Did she just insult the state of their home.

“Black and white is so outdated. Perhaps a shade of red or purple might do. What do you think Illumi?”

“I’ll keep it in mind when building a place for you.”

Silva and Zeno exchanged glances. It was clear this woman found a way to exert control over Illumi. Such a thing was unspeakable. Either she used an ability of some sort or she truly is that influential. It was dangerous either way.

Taking initiative Zeno spoke up. “Are you aware of our families occupation?”

“Of course, you're assassins, right? Illumi has told me all about it. I promise I'm more than able to continue the business-

A pin was thrown in your direction aimed for the neck but you were able to grab it swiftly.

“Is this a gift? It's beautiful. I have a dress in this same color to pair it with,” you explained excitedly while looking over the jeweled hairpin.

Kikyo frowned at her failure to inflict damage.

“How was it the two of you met?” Silva asked wanting to keep things on track.

Illumi glanced at you before answering. “I met her while completing a job. She was arguing with my target and stabbed him in a fit of rage.”

“I see. Was that the first time you’ve killed someone?”

You adjusted in your seat and gave a small sigh of impatience. “Am I the only one who thinks this kind of talk is boring? For such an infamous family I was expecting much more entertainment.” You examined your perfectly manicured nails.

“Honestly you're just like Illumi, Sliva was it? Much too serious.”

Illumi’s lip twitched at the playful jab. Silva's eyes narrowed, but he said nothing.

“What do you do for fun around here? I mean, besides, you know, the whole... killing people thing."

A tense silence followed.

“Nothing?”

“Has anyone ever heard about hobbies? Knitting, cooking, reading, yoga? For such a well-off family one would expect that you should have a spa day once in a while. A family day at the beach. Just relaxing. You know, take a break from all the stabbing."

“Relaxing?” Silva questioned in disbelief.

“Yes. Surely it must be tiring being all serious and stabby all the time. I know a guy who is amazing at massages. I could give you his number. You look like you need one.”

A chuckle could be heard from Zeno.

“You’re rather amusing. I can see why Illumi is so taken with you.”

“I always aim to please, Grandpa.”

Zeno raised an eyebrow at the endearment. But didn't say anything in fact, he seemed rather pleased.

The evening continued that way. Despite the family making plenty of attempts to threaten or test you. You continued to exceed their expectations and bring humor and warmth into the home.

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I wonder what if we having argument with Illumi until the point we crying in front of his face, how hes gonna react ?

The man freezes instantly. As a child, he's been taught crying was a weakness as it wouldn't solve anything.

Illumi is stuck between wanting to leave and letting you console yourself or soothe you. His mother cries and yells often but his father never pays much attention to it besides buying a gift the next day.

But doing so seems wrong in this situation.

Illumi is very prideful and narcissistic. He doesn't like to apologize or to lower himself in any way. But assuming you're someone special and Illumi genuinely cares about you he will put the argument aside and focus on making you feel better.

“You there bring some tea.”

Knowing him the reason you're crying was because he insulted you in some way.

Illumi grabs a handkerchief and uses it to wipe your tears. “There there don't cry. Crying is for losers you know. Our family is better than that.”

Once your sniffles quiet down he hands you the steaming cup of tea, sweetened, just the way you like.

After taking a few sips you had calmed down completely.

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Morpheus was gone for a long time, forced to sit naked in a glass dome in silence for centuries.

Within that time he thought.

He thought about the dreaming, the kind of state it must be in the dreams and nightmares that inhabited it. How worried or scared they might be. He thought of Luceane and wondered how she must be feeling. Would she or any of the others still be there when he returned? It hurt to think of it. He thought of his sister, death. It was she Roderick wanted after all. What would she do if in his situation? Would she have called for help? Did she know he was after her?

Morpheus was uneasy. He knew there was a way to leave this prison, yet he refused to take it. Allowing his siblings to see him in this state? To beg and plead for their help? No. That could never happen. If he asked or if they came, Roderick Burgess might as well start killing him now.

Amiss this inner torment there was you. Morpheus's first wife.

You came long before Calliope and Nada and even Killala. You were everything Morpheus needed, patient, kind, and strong. Through your marriage, Morpheus wasn't always the best husband that he admits. Yet you never left him. Not when he made you feel lonely or he made you cry after an argument. You were patient and loved him even when he was selfish and cold. Until one day you left.

There wasn't a warning. You didn't scream or yell or even cry. He just woke one day to find you gone and you never returned.

You would often ignore him when you got angry and leave for weeks and months at a time. So Morpheus wasn’t concerned at first. Until years had passed without even a word. It was then Morohies realized you weren't coming back. That he had truly crossed the line.

And even since Morphies has tried to find someone else, another woman or God like yourself but there was none. No one was as patient as you were. So many had left him unable to deal with his temperament. They claimed he was too harsh or too egoistic. It didn't help that Morpheus wasn't good at communicating his feelings. He didn't like to show weakness and very few were able to accept that. Hob, Mathew, his sister Death, and you. You always knew how to put up with him, how to calm him down, and brighten his day.

Although all of his relationships ended for different reasons, Morpheus was still the catalyst. He grew obsessive. Trying to find the one who could fix him the one who could allow him to move on from you. But no one did. Not Calliope or Nada or Killala or Thessaly. And now that he was alone with his thoughts he had all that time to think of you.

It was when thinking of you Morpheus felt better.

He regretted the way things ended. He regrets allowing you to leave without stopping you. He regrets taking in other women and giving one of them his child. It was an honor that should have been given to you.

It was that which led him to your realm.

As soon as he dealt with the matters of his court he found himself wandering back to you. The person on his mind for all these years.

Morpheus greedily took in the sight of you seated on top of your throne. Your eyes were deeper and even more magnetizing and small lines reminded one where your smile reached. Although you aged slightly over the centuries in Morpheus’s eyes you were just as beautiful as the day he first met you. His eyes lowered to your body. The dress you wore did not reveal any unnecessary skin but it did hug your body tightly. Demonstrating any and every curve of your skin.

Morpheus swallowed. Hoping to bring his thoughts to the back of his mind.

“Did you need something Dream of the Endless?” Morpheus had to stop himself from flinching at your cold tone. You rarely called him by his title. It was always Morpheus and darling with you. Dream lord was so distant and formal.

“I wish to apologize.”

It was then Morpheus spoke in depth of his thoughts and actions since the time he married you. He spoke about his other paramours and what he hoped to gain from them. How they were at the core, a way to replace you. He spoke of the things he missed like your laugh and how beautiful you looked in the early morning. The warmth of your skin. Softness of your lips. He spoke of his regret and cowardice. The amount of letters he had written but never sent. The times he would sit down and cry at the sight of your favorite flower or an old portrait. He spoke of your former room, closed off still preserved with everything you left behind.

By the end Morpheus had laid himself bare before you. It was a sight to look down and watch as he kneeled, opening his heart to any hateful words you had to say and being so willing to accept them.

It was clear to you that Morpheus has changed. The man you once knew would have never subjected himself to such a state. To allow himself to be so vulnerable and give you the power to see him. To hurt him. It was then you realized your feelings not have disappeared after all.

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Imagine Illumi apologizing.

He’s horrible at it. The absolute worst. Whenever you guys fight he must get the final word. No matter the situation or how you feel, he must be right.

Often times this leaves you in tears and slamming doors. But right or wrong you always end up caving and apologizing.

Not this time.

Illumi comes home from a three day job to silence. You haven’t left food for him like you usually do and when entering the bedroom he finds the sheets cold and empty. Your personal items which resided on dressers were gone. What happened? Why were you behaving so oddly. You couldn’t still be upset could you?

Fearing the worst he called and called your cell but received no answer.

Illumi didn’t know what to do. You’ve never been so upset at him before. Are you leaving him? Will the next thing be divorce papers?

He couldn’t let that happen. Not a chance. You made vows to stay together forever. He wouldn’t let you throw everything away over something so small. He’s desperate. Desperate to get you back into his home into his life. So reluctantly, Illumi made up his mind on how to proceed.

The next day you awake to Illumi standing over you and in his hand lies flowers and bloody heart.

You sit up abruptly and get a clearer look only to see the gifts covering the floor.

“Illumi how did you-

“I’m sorry.” He said simply.

This would have to do.

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“Do you love me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you really love me?”

“Yes.”

"Do you really really love me?”

They stop what they’re doing and turn to look at you. An audible sigh is heard.

“If I come over there and kiss you until your lips fall off will you shut up?”

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Imagine Illumi with a pregnant s/o

- Unless you’re consistent with your birth control expect to get pregnant early in the relationship.

- Illumi’s a family man. He wants to have as many kids as possible to continue the Zoldyck line. He believes it is his duty as the oldest.

- Illumi is very observant so he’ll know you’re pregnant before you do. As soon as you mention feeling sick he’ll be watching you like a hound dog.

- As a possessive man his protectiveness will be off the charts. He must be by your side 24/7. No one is allowed to get too close without his express permission. He even feels wary around his own family.

- He checks all meals you eat for harm.

- Has one arm around you at all times

- Is quick to kill anyone for the slightest aggravation. A small bump on the shoulder can lead to deadly consequences. He takes the health of you and his child very seriously.

- Hisoka being around you is not even an option.

- Although his clinginess can be frustrating, Illumi makes up for it by being attentive.

- Being weak for tears and taking demands from you is not something he usually allows but when you’re pregnant it’s a different matter entirely.

- You want a hug consider it done.

- Throwing up? He’ll hold your hair and rub your back.

- Craving junk food? He’ll get it on the condition more healthy options will be eaten tomorrow.

- With a single plead you’ll have this man on his knees rubbing your sore feet and licking at your cunt.

- Illumi becomes instatiable when it comes to your body. Just the thought of his child growing inside your womb has him smiling and stuffing you with his cock when he can.

- Your pregnancy months is where you truly begin to see Illumi’s love for you grow.

- After having his children his respect for you amplifies and he slowly becomes more lenient after each child.

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Celebrating Valentine’s Day

Sorry this is late I completely forgot about this in my drafts

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- Casually romantic

- Would buy you a gift of some kind

- Might forget so discreetly remind him

Hisoka has rarely celebrated such holidays as most of his relationships were one-night stands. Being with you, however, has changed his mind.

Imagine waking up to Hisoka’s kisses, up and down your body. Morning sex is the usual but today Hisoka would try to make it more passionate and loving. By whispering sexy comments about your body and touching you in every place possible.

After an intimate session. Hisoka attempts to make you breakfast and the two of you exchange gifts.

I can see Hisoka gifting you lingerie regardless of your gender and a giant teddy bear which makes you wonder how he hide it.

Hisola would appreciate getting a board game or some new makeup for Valentine's Day. You will spend most of the day being wrapped in each other's arms watching movies and engaging in long moments of passion.

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- So confused

- Illumi would be lost on what to do

- Stalks you all-day learning what you want and makes it work

- Will ditch you for work

- Uses his money for everything

He would know of its existence but would not see the point of celebrating Valentine's Day. So prepare to convince/beg Illumi to participate.

You will wake up to see flowers in a vase on a dresser, breakfast in bed, and a little note explaining Illumi left for work and has a list of activities he has planned for you.

Illumi wouldn't spend Valentine's Day cuddling or saying how much he loves you rather he’d take you shopping or book you for a spa day.

The whole day is you relaxing, taking massages, fixing your nails, and doing facials. At the end of the day, you and Illumi finally reunite for a romantic dinner together.

- Literally the sweetest

- Buys you flowers and chocolates

- Takes you on long night drives

- Quite cliche

When you come home after a long day of hard work the first thing you notice is the smell of roses and vanilla drifting through the air.

With a smile on your face, you'll find yourself in the kitchen greeted by your lover and a candlelit meal waiting for you.

Chrollo is a sweet lover and likes to go by the book so you will be pleasantly surprised, with a romantic dinner and all the chocolates you could ever eat.

After a few glasses of wine, the two of you would dance together to all of your favorite songs.

Chrollo wants to make you happy by showing you how much he loves you. Not used to having much, anything you buy for him will be cherished and appreciated.

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Ooo if it’s okay, can I please request a Soft Yandere Morpheus x fem!innocent!human!reader where she somehow accidentally ends up in The Dreaming and Morpheus is fully ready to let out his wrath at her intrusion, but after talking to her spending time with her, he decides he doesn’t want her to leave, ever, and intends to make her his Queen

You weren't supposed to be here.

Morpheus watched in the shadows as the woman hummed peacefully to herself weaving flowers unaware of the danger lurking behind her. As soon as Mathew alerted him to your presence, Morpheus teleported over in anger. It was only a few months since his capture and his dislike of humans had increased greatly. The dreaming was the only place where he could live peacefully without any worries or fears he would not let a human ruin it.

The birds flew away and the deer and squirrels were quick to scurry. Once Morpheus made himself known the happiness in the air dissipated. He watched as you tensed finally feeling his presence and turned.

“Who are you?” his voice wasn't raised yet it carried such force you were quick to back up. “You're not supposed to be here.” he snarled.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn't know I just sorta appeared.” Your voice was so soft and sweet. It suited you. “I didn't mean to trespass, my name is Y/n.” Morpheus stared blankly at your outstretched hand. You were being kind? Why? You were clearly afraid so why go through the trouble? Was it a trick? A way to get into his head?

A small peep drew his attention behind you. There was a bird wounded by your feet. Morpheus anger sparked up again. “You dare come into this forest and harm its inhabitants.” A sudden force flings you back into a tree.

“Ow.” you slid down painfully watching in horror as he made his way closer. “Wait, please! I didn't hurt it. It fell from a tree I was trying to rebuild its nest.” your small hands were held up as you explained. Morpheus took notice of the small scratches and cuts on your fingers.

As quickly as that anger came it lessened.

One look at your doe eyes and tender expression had Morpheus’s head running. It contained glimpses of fear but no hint of lies. You were telling the truth.

Releasing you, Morpheus took a step back and waved his hand.

The bird flew in circles now fully healed and the scars that once littered your hand vanished.

“Incredible,” you whispered. “Thank….you.” But he was gone.

Morpheus made his way back to his palace. Scouring through the books of his library for information on you. He should have banished you, threatened you, captured you. But he didn't. He couldn't. Despite the way he acted he couldn't find any fault with you. Nor did you harbor any sort of anger, hatred, or evil in you. You were too kind. The animals of Fiddler’s Green were not welcoming to strangers and would have attacked if you held bad intentions. Instead, they danced and sang to entertain you, to please you.

Why? Why were you here? Why was the dreaming so welcoming to you? Why was it he found it difficult to hurt you? Why did he feel the urge to touch you, kiss you, devour you.

Morpheus wasn’t new to the feeling of love. But the emotions inside his chest were different. They weren’t pure or sweet or gentle. They were fierce dangerous addicting. It was only a few hours since he saw you. But his mind was flooding with images of you and impure thoughts. Thought to take you to own you to take your innocence and corrupt it. Your sweet voice will be for him to hear, your soft eyes his to gaze at, and your body? His to ravage.

You were a virgin he was sure of it. He could smell it on you, innocence and purity radiating in waves just begging to be taken away.

“Lucienne.” The woman walked over. “My lord. Have you taken care of the intruder?” “Just about to.” Morpheus smiled to himself. Lucienne furrowed her brows confused.

“Prepare a room. I want it fit for a queen.”

For the next few days, Morpheus waits anxiously for your return. He's made all the proper preparations for you transitioning as his queen. A large bed, mountains of presents, and in case there are any resisting, some lovely chains to keep you still. But he's sure he won't need them for long. Soon enough you’ll learn your place and accept your new role happily. Unlike his former lovers, there will be no mistakes as you’ll never be allowed to leave his side.

Your sniffles and sobs could be heard echoing throughout the room. Morpheus is there with his arms around you. Gentle rubs on your hair as he whispers in your ear to console you.

“I-I want to go home,” you repeated for the hundredth time. Morpheus only smiled and shook his head. “This is your home, now love.” he cooed. “There is nowhere else for you to be.”

You will soon love him and depend on him for everything. Morpheus would become you're only priority as you his. Anyone who gets in the way of that, friend or foe will suffer the consequences.

As his darling, be sure to be obedient and never escape or look in another person’s direction. The consequences will be severe. You could be starved for a couple of days or perhaps be delivered the bloody head of the man who dared to talk to you.

Morpheus is passionate about his love but is equally cruel. Slowly he’ll break you down with love and punishments until you're his perfect wife where he’ll be able to love you and cherish you to his heart's content.

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hi! hcs on kurapika having an s/o whose nen technique involves plants? like she can create any plant she wishes to create and sometimes when she gets flustered flowers would pop up from her hair thank you!! 💕💕💕

• Without wanting to, Kurapika quickly found himself growing a hobby as a gardener

• He grows accustomed to the sight of plants on the table, the window, the counter, and the vines on the ceiling.

• The scent of them clings to his clothes

• He spends his free time bonding with you by watering the plants and learning their meanings

• He likes to surprise you with a new meaning every week. After your third date, Kurapika gave you flowers to tell you how he felt. Watching as a small flower bloom in your hair as your cheeks reddened was astonishing to him.

• Kurapika would tease you about it every time it happened.

• “You look so adorable.”

• “Did I embarrass you?”

• “You know what I’d like to do right now…”

• Kurapika shamelessly teases you in public just to see your hair get covered in flowers due to your embarrassment. It's even better when you try to put on a brave face as if you're unbothered only for the pop of a flower to betray your feelings

• Kurapika never cared much for plants, but now, if he sees one, he immediately thinks of you

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If anyone else were to speak to him the way you did they would never live to regret it. No one was allowed to make fun of him, yell at him, or threaten him. They couldn't talk back or defy him. If he felt vulnerable or weak in any way it was his nature to leave and lash out. Thousands and thousands of times again he has made the same mistake. Dozens of relationships were ruined because of his temperament yet he remained the same. Until you came along. Sitting in his lap and kissing his pain away. To soothe him and make him happy in such a way he lost reason with you. It became his living purpose to please you. Every second of every day his mind was filled with thoughts of how to put a smile on your face. Your scent your touch your taste. It was maddening. He was obsessed. His hands always needed to be on her his lips against her own. It didn't take much for him to do whatever she asked. He was whipped. His love and devotion for her could be seen deep in his eyes. To the world, he was mean and heartless. But for her, he would change.

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Hi! Could you maybe do kurapika sfw and nsfw relationship headcanons?

Fluff & Smut

Mature content be aware

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Sfw

• Kurapika loves to cuddle. When you wrap your arms around him and place your legs over his, he’ll grumble and tell you to let go so he can go to work. When in reality, he loves the attention. Kurapika hates leaving the warmth and comfort of the bed so early only to return days later. He treasures every second he spends with you and often wakes up early just to stare at your pretty/handsome face before leaving. He accuses you of coddling him when it is he who digs himself in your embrace.

• He likes receiving positive texts from you. Kurapika works for a long time and rarely answers his phone. So when he’s out texting is your only form of communication. Although he might not reply, Kuapika loves checking his phone to see the sweet messages you leave.

“Hope you have a great day.”

“Be safe.”

“You can do it👍”

“Don't forget to eat!”

“I miss you😔”

“I love you ♥️”

• When you take care of him. Kurapika feels grateful when you make him a cup of coffee on long nights. Or place a blanket on his shoulders when he falls asleep. He often neglects his health when it comes to finding the Phantom Troupe which is why it's up to you to take care of him. Kurapika likes to return the favor when he can. He makes breakfast before he takes off and leaves gifts for you every now and then.

• Kurapika likes to receive kisses. It always makes him smile when you surprise him with a kiss on the cheek or forehead.

• Hand holding. Kurapika is not big on pda but he likes to hold your hand. Having your warm hands in his soothes him and makes it easier to keep track of you. The last thing he wants is for you to stray or get taken due to his line of work.

Nswf

• Loud af. Top or bottom Kurapika can't keep his mouth shut. He’s groaning out praises and deep pants with every thrust. His volume is why you can't ever have sex in public. You’d get caught too quickly. If he was the bottom he'd be even more sensitive. Whimpers and tears would be released during each session.

• Cums easily. Kurapika is always pent-up due to his job and finds little time to relieve himself. It takes everything for him not to cum as soon as he enters you. If it gets especially bad he’ll pause for a minute to collect himself before continuing. Giving him a blowjob is the best way to gain his attention. As soon as your hand wraps around his pretty little cock he’s all yours. Work can come later.

• Kurapika keeps himself tidy. Down there is always shaved and orderly for his pleasure and yours

• He likes vibrators. When he knows he’ll be coming home on time Kurapika likes to tie you up and leave you being pleasured until he returns. In the middle of a fight, he’ll increase the speed just to mess with you. He sees it as motivation to finish his job quickly to see the beautiful mess you are.

• I see kurapika as a soft dom/switch. In most cases, he is very loving and respectful with his touches. He focuses on your pleasure rather than his own and is quick to ask how you feel when trying anything new. It's only when he is stressed or angry that Kurapika gets rough and cruel.

• Kurapika is a pervert, before he leaves for long periods of time he always steals your underwear and keeps a photo of you for “emergencies”. He’ll prefer to use one you’ve already worn as your scent just turns him in even more. In any case, when he has free time or on a phone call with you he touches himself to the sound of your voice, underwear in hand. He can't help it. Although it may not seem like it it's hard to be away from you for so long.

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“Do you and Hisoka have a relationship I don't know about?”

Illumi pauses at the sound of your voice. You were angry but why? It was late. He was gone all day and had only just arrived to see you brushing your hair clearly in a bad mood. “Not at all. He is mearly a good co-worker. His skills make the jobs easier that's all.” Illumi responded casually, removing his pins from his face. “Why?”

“Well since you spend more time with him than you do with me I must wonder if I’m a mistress and he's the one with the ring.” you accused bitterly.

Ah. So that was the issue. You were feeling lonely. Illumi didn't panic. He had read that wives often felt lonely if their partner worked all day and as a result can lead to excessive drinking, spending money, temper tantrums, and cheating. Which will inevitably end the relationship. Illumi didn't think he would have this issue with you as you knew his occupation and work schedule before the two of you married. That clearly wasn't the case.

Under normal circumstances, Illumi wouldn't know how to appease your anger. He might even make it worse. But thankfully that article he read in one of your newspapers also offered solutions.

The first step was to understand why you were upset. That was already completed. Next was to show you understand.

Illumi felt tense as he moved closer to you. He wasn't used to this kind of thing. Part of him really wanted to ignore you and tell you you're overreacting. But doing so will hurt you. He learned that lesson once before and has since tried his best not to repeat it.

“I understand,” Illumi stated plainly. You raised an eyebrow. “Understand what?” “I understand that you feel lonely and insecure but I assure you I would never cheat.”

You blinked twice. Did he just call you insecure? Over that stupid clown?

“If we're done I'm going to take a shower.” you just nodded at him dumbfounded. That was not how you intended things to go. You had hoped after expressing your displeasure about his abstinences he would offer to spend more time with you. Like taking you out on a date tomorrow or even making love tonight.

You let out a sigh and tucked yourself into the bed. Maybe if you seduce him you’ll get better results.

Meanwhile, Illumi was satisfied he ended things without even needing the other steps. Perhaps he was better at comforting than he thought.

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Morpheus discovers a strange girl in his realm one day. He soon finds himself drawn to her.

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“Who are you?” Morpheus's voice was dark and unwelcoming. He had decided to go on a walk only to find an intruder in his realm. A woman in his garden touching his flowers. For some reason, Morpheus never sensed her presence. That put him on edge. There were rules, after all, not even the Endless can enter another’s realm without permission so just who did this woman think she was?

The woman did not respond. She was bent to the ground kneeling over a flower bed of roses. Her face turned away from him.

Morpheus now grew frustrated. He was ready to kick her out and banish whoever you are from the dreaming permanently. Right after finding out, who sent you here. Was it another one of Desire’s tricks?

Morpheus walked closer taking out his bag of sand.

“I don't know who you are but you will regret the day you step foot in my domain.” Morpheus threatened. The sky turned gray and a streak of lightning flashed across the air. The weather seemed to agree with Morpheus’s words as they intimidated you.

The woman looks up toward the sky before speaking.

“These flowers are so pretty.” His foot stopped. The sound of the woman’s voice was mesmerizing. It was soft and relaxed like rain patterning on a window sill yet it carried pain and sorrow. Something that could only be compared to drowning in a sea of your own tears.

“I apologize, I couldn't help but want a closer look. They remind me of someone important.” The woman stood up slowly before turning her face.

Morpheus eyes’s widened as he took note of their appearance.

She was bewitching.

Her soft brown eyes were now red from tears that left streaks on her cheeks. Her dark hair flapped in the wind and her white dress was stained with dirt complimenting her brown skin which too had dirt.

Weirdly Morpheus could feel a strange pull towards her. He was sure he had never seen her before but she seemed familiar. Morpheus could feel his heart soften as he watched her. She looked so broken.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you. I’ll be sure not to return.” The strange woman said before she vanished.

Morpheus observed the place where she just stood a mere seconds ago. He needed to find out who this stranger was. It wasn't every day a mortal could go in and out the dreaming without even alerting him. This would be troublesome if she happened to be a vortex. But for some reason, she looked familiar. Perhaps Lucienne would have a book on her somewhere.

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Bakugo as your boyfriend Headcannons

• Bakugo follows you around without even realizing it. He walks you to the gym, your next class, home. There isn't a time he isn't right behind you. Bakugo wants to make sure you're safe and make sure you're not doing anything stupid.

• He’s a grumpy gentleman. Bakugo will hold your bag for you and complain about it being too heavy. He waits for you after class but threatens to leave you next time. If you kiss him in public he’ll grumble about you embarrassing him but never stop you. You ask to hold his hand he clicks his teeth but holds you tightly and frowns if you let go.

• He likes to spoil you. Bakugo often buys you gifts randomly whenever he thinks of you. He pays for your nails or hairstyles. Buys you your favorite food when you crave it and if he sees you staring at something boom you find it on your doorstep the next day. If you try to thank him he’ll act indifferent and say he just wants to make sure you don't ruin his image.

• He is your biggest defender. If anyone and I mean anyone was to insult you or hurt you in any way then regardless of their status, race, religion, or age he will beat them up. He is like your personal guard dog who barks and bares its teeth to any stranger who approaches. If you were to get bullied and didn't tell him Bakugo would be really angry and hurt when he finds out. In his eyes, you don't trust him enough to tell him. He would also feel disappointed that he didn't realize sooner.

• You are always an exception. Bakugo is quick to yell at everyone over anything no matter how small but with you this is never the case. You could step on his toes and all you get is a “watch where you're going.” but when Kamari made that mistake he was scolded so badly that he had nightmares for a week. When Bakugo is in a particularly foul mood, everyone tries to avoid him and not make it worse. You on the other hand just need to smile sweetly and give him a kiss on the cheek. Boom he's all better. You playing a prank, breaking his favorite mug, or even yelling and scolding him for his violent actions will have no repercussions. Those are the perks of being his partner.