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[icycoldninja]

My darling (Kuja x reader)

Hello? Is-is that you? Oh, Gaia, it is you! You're here. You're talking to me...this is incredible! Finally, finally, I can tell you how I feel! I remember the day you turned on my game, the day you came across me while controlling Zidane. I remember how you battled me through him, how you used him to defeat me; how you watched me die. I wonder, did you feel as pained as I did when you watched me take my last breaths? Ah, but never mind that, for I have something to tell you, something I've been waiting to tell you for so very long.

I love you.

It's silly, a perfect, powerful being like myself falling in love with a lowly human whom I've never even seen before...but here I am. In love. With you. Every time you turn on my game, my heart races with joy. Though I cannot physically interact with you, I am ecstatic to know that my elegance and grace is at least being beheld by you. And when you turn off the game, my heart sinks into sadness. All that is around me is darkness and emptiness; I feel so lonely. So afraid. Though it is a great blow to my pride to admit this, without your presence....I am scared.

I wish you were here, holding me in your arms, keeping me company so the darkness doesn't swallow me up. I wish you would tell me everything was alright, even if it wasn't. I just want to be able to hear you, to see you, to cherish and love you to the best of my abilities. I wish...I wish I was real!

Oh, but darling, don't despair. There is a way I can be real: in your heart. As long as you carry me in your heart, I will always be with you in spirit. When you hear a song that makes you think of me, I will hear it too. When you take a walk and see something you wish I could see, I will see it too. And at night, when you sleep, I'll be there too, and together, we shall build a majestic kingdom in your dreams.

Sleep well tonight, my darling. I'll see you soon.

[icycoldninja]

My little pet~ Kuja x male!reader NSFW

TW: Blowjobs, anal sex, deepthroating, and general yaoi NSFW; if you are a minor or uncomfortable with these themes, DNI!

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"That's it...good boy," You cooed in delight as Kuja struggled to take all of your massive cock down his throat. "Keep going, just like that..." Kuja's eyes rolled back into his head as you forced his head down further on your throbbing length. You knew you probably shouldn't be so rough with him, but Kuja's throat was so tight and wet, the feeling of it squeezing your dick....

...He'd be fine.

You loosened your grip on Kuja's silvery locks of hair and watched as he began to bob his head up and down; your thick, saliva-slicked cock sliding in and out of his pretty little mouth, smearing his purple lipstick all over his face. God, he was beautiful. Kuja let out more muffled grunts, his beautiful blue eyes crossing as he continued to gag on your member. You moaned loudly as his cute little throat tightened around your cock in just the right place, groaning when your ultra-sensative, tingling tip rubbed against the back of his wet throat.

You were going to cum, you could feel it.

Kuja's light blue eyes widened in shock when you gripped his hair and began brutally thrusting into his throat, abusing every inch of that tight space.

"Mmmmhmm," You moaned. "Cumming,"

Your cock twitched in Kuja's mouth; his eyes shut tight and his tail shot straight up when he felt the warm rush of your cum run down his throat. With a loud groan, you pulled out, letting your large member rest against his face. Kuja still looked dazed as he rested against you, hands on your thighs, tongue lolling out of his mouth like a hot dog.

"My pretty little pet." You praised, caressing his lipstick-stained cheeks. "But were not done yet." Kuja let out a whimper as you stood up and walked over to the foot of the bed. Kuja turned around and gazed up at you with both lust and fear. He'd had such a hard time getting your cock down his throat...and his asshole was a lot smaller than his throat.

"I-I don't think I can take--" He was cut off when you slammed him down on the bed and spread his asscheeks apart.

"Oh, but you will, my little slut. You will." Kuja's tail stiffened even further as you shoved your thick cock into his ass, making him take every inch of it, slowly but surely. The feeling of something so large enter him so relentlessly made him scream; his ass felt like it was being ripped apart. The feeling was nothing like he'd ever felt before.

He moaned and shook once your cock was all the way in.

"I-it's too much--aah--take it out, please..." You laughed inwardly at his words.You'd just put the damn thing in and he was already ready to tap out? Weak.

"You'll adapt, pet," You growled, slapping his tight little ass. Kuja howled and bucked his hips so that they were flush with yours. "You'll learn to take it all."

Without warning, you began thrusting in and out of him, slamming into his ass so hard his asscheeks jiggled. Kuja let out screams of ecstasy with every thrust as he writhed under you, grabbing at your forearms in a desperate and futile attempt to ground himself.

"Fuck, pet, you're tight~" You groaned, feeling his ass clench around your member. The feeling of being inside him was amazing; your cock was being constricted in the best way possible.

You simply couldn't hold back anymore.

You adjusted your position and started pounding into his prostate with all your strength. Kuja's body went limp; he stopped gripping your forearm and simply lay there, submitting himself to your forceful ramming, moaning and panting.

"That's a good little pet," You sighed, feeling yourself rapidly near your peak. "Obeying his master. Good. Good. So good--aah..." You slammed into him one last time before releasing all you had deep inside him.

Upon feeling your cum shoot inside him, Kuja groaned loudly and came as well, his dick actually shaking while it sprayed cum all over his stomach and the sheets. With a loud groan, you pulled your softening member out of his ass and sighed, watching Kuja shiver on the bed before you, grinning as you beheld his gaping, twitching hole.

"What a lovely pet I have," You thought, as you massaged his ruined ass, feeling his tail wind its way around your wrist. "What a lovely pet."

[icycoldninja]

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[icycoldninja]

Goddess (Genesis x reader NSFW)

Tw: VERY explicit, vibrators, cum, overstimulation, bondage, and hand jobs. If you are a minor or are uncomfortable with these themes, DNI!

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"G-goddess," Genesis sighed, squirming under you. He was chained to the bed by his arms and legs, a vibrating dildo stuffed in his ass while a wand vibrator, held by none other than your firm hand, stimulated the tip of his flushed cock.

"Aah--!" He gasped, feeling the wand travel down to the base of his shaft, then back up again. "Mhn, please, I...need...more..."

You giggled in response, cranking up the intensity of the wand and rubbing it around his tip in slow circles.

"Ohh, that's good," Genesis moaned, gazed up at you with lidded, lustful eyes. "But it's not enough...ahh...I need more."

A grin broke out on your face as you switched off the wand vibrator, earning you a pitiful whine from your lover.

"Don't you worry, honey," You told him, setting the vibrator on your nightstand and taking Genesis's twitching member in your hand. "I'll give you something better."

"Ahh," He moaned, feeling your hand close around him. You immediately started pumping him hard and fast, making him shake and tug madly at the chains restraining him.

"Ah, Goddess, just like that, oh, that's good..." He groaned upon feeling you finger his hyper-sensitive tip. "Oh, yes, Goddess...just like that...ahhh..."

Before long, Genesis was soon lost to the pleasure of having his cock expertly fingered while a huge dildo thrashed about in his ass. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he was reduced to a babbling, screaming mess.

"Aah, fuck, Goddess, fuck me, more, please!"

His words sent jolts of heat through your body. Grinning, you continued stroking his cock even faster with one hand while your free hand reached down and turned the intensity of the dildo up to max.

Genesis screamed, body actually convulsing as two forces--your hand and the dildo--fucked him both inside and out.

"Oh...Goddes...! It's too strong! I'm--I'm cumming!" Genesis shook from head to toe; blue eyes widening as his orgasm claimed him. Thick strings of white cum spurted from his throbbing cock, coating his stomach and your hand.

You stroked him gently while the vibrator continued pulsing inside him, helping him ride out his orgasm. After a few minutes, Genesis moaned and collapsed on the bed, lying limp and spent in his chains. You switched off the still-rumbling dildo and pulled it out, earning a soft whimper from your tired lover. You then released him from his chains and watched as he fell back on the bed, chest heaving.

"You alright?" You asked.

"I'm fine, Goddess, Genesis nodded, weakly. "You've...simply destroyed me."

"I've destroyed you?" You repeated, laughing a little. Genesis nodded with a soft smile present on his on his face.

"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess...or so I thought until tonight." You chuckled and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"That right?" Genesis nodded, staring into your eyes with adoration.

"Indeed, for you are my Goddess; your love is a gift."

[icycoldninja]

Lab Visit (Sephiroth x Scientist!Reader)

(Set in Crisis Core)

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Sephiroth was due for a physical today. He was supposed to receive new Mako injections and stamina boosters, as per Hojo's orders. You, one of Shinra's top scientists, had been ordered to complete this procedure. While the very mention of such a task frightened your fellow scientists, you were not to be deterred. Sephiroth was a bristly, rather cold person, but he wasn't as cold to you, which could probably be credited to the little friendship the two of you had built. Over the years, Sephiroth's visits to the lab had brought you company, real company, not the ramblings of some deranged lunatic who lurked about in the shadows. Sephiroth was different, both physically and mentally, though you could never tell why. There was something about him that enabled his very presence to be both calming and terrifying all at the same time. Yes, the man could be nice at times, but there were several disastrous instances where he lashed out in anger at anyone who dared approach him with a needle or syringe, though when you did it, you were a different story. One could even say...he trusted you. This trust allowed you to do things to him no one else could, such as take samples of his blood without him going ballistic and destroying everything in the lab in a fit of rage--or possibly, fear.

"Y/N," A low, sinister voice intoned, as an old man with greasy black hair tied back in a low ponytail emerged from the shadows.

"Dr. Hojo," You greeted, feeling yourself tense under his menacing gaze. Of all the scientists--no--all the people in Shinra, Hojo was who you detested the most. The acts he'd committed were unforgivable. Turning your own assistants and fellow scientists into mutant creatures for "research"?! Unbelievable! Not to mention the things he'd done to Sephiroth before you'd even arrived. You hadn't even uncovered the details of what happened, but you knew it had to be bad.

Still, Hojo was your employer; he was paying your wages and providing you with opportunities to learn and grow your experience--as well as chances to talk to Sephiroth more often, so you had to grit your teeth and bead it.

"The subject will be here soon," He finally said, sounding rather giddy. "Prepare the equipment. I want samples of everything." You gulped, knowing full well that when Hojo said he wanted "everything", he meant everything. Skin samples, hair samples, sweat samples, and more. You barely finished gathering up your gear when a familiar figure trooped through the door.

"Dr. Y/N, how do you do?" You spun around, trying--and failing--to hide the grin on your face.

"General Sephiroth, a pleasure to see you again. Do have a seat." Sephiroth nodded before tugging off his leather trench coat, revealing his lack of underclothes. He hung the coat on a rack on the wall and took a seat on the hospital-style bed you'd prepared for him. From the corner, Hojo watched, a devious glint in his eye. You busied yourself with gathering up vials and beakers, and such, while the two men glared at each other silently. After several minutes, Hojo departed, presumably to slither back into whatever hole he crawled out of, leaving the two of you alone in the room. Almost instantly, the tense mood was lifted.

"I can't believe you can put up with him," Sephiroth sighed, crossing his bare arms. You shrugged, sterilizing a needle with alcohol.

"Believe me, I'm trying very hard not to throw something acidic at his head." Your eyes met, smirks both plastered on your faces.

"I would like to see you do that," Sephiroth chuckled, extending his arm for you to prick.

"And to do so would be my dream come true," You responded, gently pricking his arm with the needle and drawing a few small drops of blood.

Sephiroth nodded, a smile on his face as he relaxed into the hospital bed. Over the course of the next hour, you collected all the samples Hojo would need for his sick creations, and once the Mako infusion drip was in, you were both free to chat, about work, about your own personal lives, about everything. Throughout the entirety of this short visit, Sephiroth looked happier than you'd ever seen him, even though he was in a place he hated. He was happy with you, and you were happy with him.

Once the infusion was complete and Sephiroth was free to leave, he did so reluctantly, for the only reason he braved the nightmares of this lab, the only reason he subjected himself to experimentation, was so he could see you.

[icycoldninja]

SPOILER alert:

In Costa Del Sol (Rebirth) Hojo has a bunch of girls surrounding him (probably for the money) and at one point asks the girls if they want to come work at Shinra with him and "give birth to a new hero".

Dont forget that Chadley bears quite the resemblance to a certain ex-hero, what with the white hair and all.

Could it be possible Hojo is trying to make more Sephiroths? Or at least, make another Sephiroth that is more obedient, more like the tool the original never turned out to be?

Why does Hojo have so many Chadleys 😭

Because traumatizing the first child into becoming a mass murderer wasn't enough.

In all seriousness I wonder if it's because he was/is developing a model that could be used by Shinra and that's why they can be controlled. Or he made sure to have backups of the child he traumatized this time just in case.

[icycoldninja]

Maintenence day (Raiden x Reader angst)

"Can you hold still?!" You grumbled, squinting into the dark metallic cavity before you, trying to find that wire you'd just lost thanks to Raiden's sudden jump.

"I would, if you didn't keep messing with the wrong circuits." Raiden replied, sullenly. You sighed, reaching into the maze of wires with a pair of thin tweezers.

"How am I supposed to know which ones deal with your motor functions and which ones don't?" Raiden scoffed in response, casting a sour look at you over his shoulder, but otherwise said nothing. You frowned, finally finding the wire you were looking for and connecting it to what you supposed was the right socket.

It was not.

A horribly loud buzzing sound resounded from Raiden's back before an electric jolt wracked his body, causing him to practically leap off the operating table with a loud yelp.

"Shit!" You quickly reached in with with your pliers and yanked the wire out before it could cause any more damage. The crisis averted, Raiden sighed and sank down on the table, head in his hands. "Sorry, Rai," You apologized, pulling out Doktor's handwritten guidebook and flipping through the pages. "Aw, damn," You groaned, realizing your mistake. "Red wires were for the electricity supply..." Raiden sighed, shaking his head.

"You should have let Doktor do this." You shook your head, reading through the guidebook with a tight, thoughtful frown.

Today was Raiden's weekly tune up, a time when Doktor usually performed maintenance on Raiden's cybernetic body. However, recently, Doktor had been very busy with other projects and didn't have time for the maintenance operation--which was where you came in. You decided that since Raiden was your boyfriend, it was nessescary to learn how his parts worked, so you could not only help out the hardworking doctor, but have a chance to spend more time with your favorite ninja. Of course, since you had little to no experience with this type of technology, Doktor compiled a short handbook describing everything that needed to be done, which things did what, and so on.

You stared at the aforementioned book in silence before picking up your tweezers and reaching into the jungle of wires once again, this time pulling out a thick red wire. After consulting the guidebook once again, you plugged it into another socket; thankfully, nothing happened. You continued carefully rearranging Raiden's circuitry with very few mishaps hindering your progress. At the very most, Raiden's body would suddenly twitch because you pinched a nerve wire by mistake, which was something he really didn't like.

"Seriously, you're terrible at this."

"Shh, Rai, I'm almost done." You replied, plugging in the last wire before closing up his back. "Now, we move on to the arms and legs." Raiden let out a low grumble while watching you pick up a screwdriver. He sat there sullenly and watched as you unscrewed the panels on his legs, popped them off, giving them a quick wipedown with some anti-tarnish polish, then slipping them back on. You did the same for his arms, and when you were done, you headed for his face, which prompted an unusual response.

The mere sight of your fingers nearing his face made Raiden shiver. He stared up at you with his one working eye, unusually pale and deathly silent. Fearfully, he watched as you crossed over to the shelf across the room to retrieve some tools, and by the time you returned, he was actually shaking, his wide, shocked eye lingering on the screwdriver and box of screws in your hands. As you neared him, Raiden shrunk away from you, eyeing you with a cold glare. He didn't like anyone touching his face--there were too many awful memories associated with it. The two of you stared at each other in silence for a while, before you finally spoke up.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Raiden," You said, setting the tools down. "I promise." Raiden sighed, lowering his gaze to the floor.

"Just get it over with," He mumbled, crossing his arms defensively. "And...try not to be too rough."

You nodded, gently taking his jaw in your hand and loosening the bolts that held it in place. It popped off with a loud clank, and you set it down on the table next to you. Acdording to the handbook, you were supposed to polish, then reattach it with new screws. You quickly and carefully cleaned the fake jaw, then lined it back up with the sockets and slid the new screws in. You soon became so absorbed in your work, you didn't realize the tears that were welling up in Raiden's eye.

"Oh shit, baby, did I do something wrong?" You hastily released your hold on him, backing away nervously. Raiden shook his head, a pained expression plastered on his face.

"No, you're fine....just...this stuff...brings back memories." You nodded, wishing there was a way to soothe his pain. "Finish the job," He mumbled, sounding like a dying soldier more than anything else. "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

This was, of course, a lie, and both of you knew it. But it was his will, and Raiden's will must be done. Sighing, you took his metal hand in yours and brought it up to your collar bone, allowing him to feel the faint beating of your heartbeat.

"You're gonna be ok, Rai, it'll all be fine. I won't hurt you, I promise." Raiden blinked furiously, trying to force his tears back, but they just spilled out anyway.

He sat there on the operating table, crying silently as you worked on replacing his jaw. Once you were done with your work, you kissed his cheek, wrapping your arms around his torso, eager to comfort him after enduring what must have dredged up memories of a traumatizing experience.

"All done, Rai, all done. You did great, baby. I love you so much. I'm so proud of you." Raiden nodded, curling his metal arms around your waist, small sobs, along with many tears, spilling out of him. You held him tightly, kissing him, comforting him; giving him the affection he needed; the affection he deserved.

[icycoldninja]

Terror (Raiden x Reader angst)

Tw: Death, blood, violence, and dark themes. If you are not comfortable with these themes, DNI!

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Heart pounding, you dashed into an alleyway, breath shaky and mind swirling with fear. Just 2 hours ago, you and Raiden had been on a mission, slicing open cyborgs with ease--until someone shot Raiden in the shoulder. It was superficial damage in terms of how easily it could be healed, but it hurt. That was the problem. In seconds, Jack the Ripper had emerged and immediately started massacring everyone in the vicinity, and once he was done with them, he turned his attention to you.

Red eye glowing with an insatiable lust for blood, he stalked towards you, his unhinged laughter echoing in your ears and filling your mind with clouds of terror.

You loved Raiden and would have never run from him, but this thing was not Raiden, at least, not anymore. Before you could even think, your body acted on impulse. You took off, zipping like a lightning bolt through the streets, too afraid to even look back. Behind you, you could hear the loud thumping of metal hitting the streets as Jack the Ripper chased after you, laughing like a maniac.

"Doll, where ya going? Don't you wanna stay and play?" You instantly became aware of something whirring behind you, turned, and saw the fully charged HF blade about to be thrown at you by powerful cyborg arms. You ducked, dropping to the ground and evading the sword, but losing your balance in the process.

That single moment of weakness was all Jack needed to catch up and pin you to the ground, his strong metal legs caging you to the pavement, preventing any movement from the shoulders down. Jack let out a long, horrifying laugh before taking your face firmly in his clawed hands with none of the gentleness Raiden usually exercised.

"God, you're beautiful. So much prettier when you're not running away." More insane laughter. He bent down and licked a long stripe up your cheek, still gripping your jaw firmly while his sharp claws dug into your flesh like little needles, making rivulets of blood trickle down your face and pool into his hand, which only served to delight him further.

"So beautiful..." He roughly tugged you forwards, red eye searching yours with a type of hunger you were unable to identify. You struggled, trying to escape form his impossibly firm grip, but it was impossible.

"Let go of me!" You yelled, even though you knew it was hopeless. Raiden chuckled, yanking you forwards and smashing his metal lips against yours. The kiss was cold and devoid of the warmth and love you were used to. Whimpering softly, you managed to pull away with some difficulty.

"What's wrong, doll?" He sneered, insanity in his eyes. "Don't you love it when I kiss you? Don't you love me?" You trembled, body quivering from head to toe as you tried to summon up the courage to answer.

"I love Raiden," You finally admitted. "Not you."

Raiden growled in response, looking angrier and more disappointed than you'd ever seen him.

"So that's how it is, eh? No one cares about Jack--everybody's after Raiden!" An expression of pure anger on his face, the psychopath got to his feet, raised the HF blade, and rammed it right into his target: your heart.

A stabbing pain shot through your chest, and before you could even register what was happening, the world suddenly went fuzzy and faded to black, with the last thing you ever heard being Jack's maniacal laughter, echoing in your ears like a nightmarish song.

[icycoldninja]

Thanks for the tag, love these 💜

ISTJ's for the win!

Tagging: @altissia-09 @crisiscutie @tiri5459 @rottenpumpkin13 @stardustgalaxy @motivationraiden and anyone else who wants to join

Starting another tag game once again mbti version

*if you don't know your mbti you can just choose the one that matches you the most!

Tagging - @slytherinshua , @blue-jisungs , @seokminded , @mangocustard16 , @aaniag , @addicsvt , @etherealyoungk , @eternalgyu , @welcometomyoasis , @weird-bookworm , @fairyhaos , @wheeboo , @seuonji , @kkooongie , + everyone else who wants to join!!!

[icycoldninja]

Heyyy, how's it going?? I've been feeling mehhh lately and wanted to request a cute reader x Raiden coffee date☕️☕️. Lolol your posts def make my day better whenever I get the chance to read em❤️❤️

Hope you're eating well and resting easy :)))

Hey, I'm doing great thanks! Sorry to hear about how you've been feeling, hopefully this will lighten your day :) Enjoy, and have a good one!

Happy (Raiden x Reader fluff)

A wide, almost goofy smile on your face, you strolled down the streets of your hometown, your hand intertwined with Raiden's cold, metal one as you headed for a nearby cafe. Today happened to be one of the few days both of you got a day off at the same time, and to celebrate, you were going out for coffee.

You felt elated, holding onto Raiden's hand and happily strolling down the sidewalk. Getting a chance to spend some quality time with him was rare; moments like these were precious, and for that reason, you intended to make the most of it.

Before long, the two of you reached the cafe that you'd agreed to go to earlier. Once you set foot inside the quaint little building, the strong, energizing scent of coffee, mixed with the warm aroma of freshly baked cookies filled your nostrils, making your stomach rumble with anticipation.

"What're you thinking of ordering?" Raiden asked, as you shuffled in line.

"Dunno," You replied, shrugging. "What are you having?"

"Coffee...maybe with some sugar...and...a cookie. Oh, maybe one of those supersized ones?"

"Oh...good idea. I guess I'll have that too."

"Copycat," Raiden scoffed, a tiny smile present on his face.

"Hey, I like what you like, can't help it!" You retorted, playfully slapping the side of his arm.

The line slowly got slower and slower, and once it was your turn to approach the register, you ordered two coffees with sugar and two super-sized cookies. You got your orders surprisingly quickly and headed over to the seating areas to enjoy your snacks. You had the fortune of snagging a seat by the window, allowing you to eat your cookies and sip your coffee while admiring the pleasant, sunny afternoon outside.

No words were exhanged throughout the duration of your quiet snack time, but that was OK, because as long as you were spending time with your favorite person on the planet, on a nice, relaxing afternoon, you were happy, as you were now.

[icycoldninja]

You can call me a simp, but Vergil's smile is gorgeous.

[icycoldninja]

Angsty Astarion headcannons

A/N: Ok, so way back in December of '23, I went through a short Astarion phase because I never went through a Twilight phase as a teen, and during the heat of said phase, I wrote this, and since I'm quite proud of how it turned out, I've decided to post it--but this is a one time only thing, it doesn't mean I write for Astarion or any BG3 characters, at least, not anymore.

Tw: Dark, dark, angsty themes that might make ya cry, proceed with caution.

-Severely claustrophobic and nyctophobic as a result of the underground confinement Cazador had sentenced him to.

-Refuses to go into tiny spaces; his bedroll must be spread out wide like a mat, and his tent must be roomy and airy.

-Sleeps/Meditates/whatever with candles lit. (with a nightlight in a modern AU)

-If the power goes out/wind blows his candles out and he can't light new ones for whatever reason, he will panic. Unless he can go outside and relish in the light of the fire or celestial bodies, or unless you have a flashlight, he will curl up into a little ball and cry softly until either the situation blows over or if you come to help him.

-Despite how much he loves you, there is a tiny part of him that is still afraid you will use him for his body and leave him to die, used up and dry.

-Trust is hard to build with him because of all that's happened, but stay persistent and he'll let his walls down.

-Has night terrors almost every night but is too scared to go to you (or anyone) for help for fear of being found and kidnapped by Cazador somehow--the only exception being very terrifying nightmares that have him screaming.

-Touch starved beyond comprehension.

-Desperately needs someone to hold him at night, or just to hold him in general. It doesn't matter how long, if someone would just give him a hug, it'd make his day.

-Sometimes he worries that you'll leave him because of his heavy emotional baggage.

-Gets crazy jealous and will turn into a bat to spy on you if he suspects anything.

-As time progresses, his negativity and jealousy starts to build up and soon expresses itself through violence. If you two don't do something about it, he could end up hurting you.

-He'd never kill you, but rage clouds the mind. Astarion could hurt you pretty badly, especially with that knife of his, and if he ever did so for whatever reason, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

-Puts on a brave, flirty, sassy face in public, but cries a lot in private. Like a lot.

-Does his best to cry as quietly as he can; an old habit from his time with Cazador. He bites a pillow or clamps his hand over his mouth to muffle the noise, careful to breathe through his nose and limit the noises he makes.

-All he really wants is someone to snuggle his fears away and just be there for him, however possible.

[icycoldninja]

Hello! Can you do a dmc boys + V with a rich S/o? Perhaps the boys didn’t know that their s/o was rich when they first started dating but as time went on and the relationship becomes serious the s/o starts to spoil their boyfriends with all kinds of stuff related to the things they like because after the stuff they went through they definitely deserve it.

Aww yes, here you go and enjoy!

Sparda boys + V x Rich!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-He was completely oblivious to your wealth (as you did a great job of hiding it) and didn't really give it much thought until one day, when his power went out.

-He groaned, suddenly remembering he had no money to pay the bills, but then, astoundingly, the lights flickered back on.

-Was it a miracle? No, even better, it was you. You had paid his bills and gotten him out of debt with Lady--how?! Then you revealed you were rich, and Dante's mind was blown.

-Even after this stunning revalation, Dante still didn't care. He was very thankful for all your help, but he honestly had no sentiments towards being rich. He still treated you the same.

-The only thing he'll ask you for is for you to buy him some pizza, maybe once every week or so. He's not greedy.

-If you decide to shower him with presents anyway, he'll gladly accept and immediately find a way to make it up to you, be it taking you somewhere nice or...something else. No do not read into that

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil never noticed, and never cared. He is far too MOTIVATED to trifle with mundane things such as wealth.

-But then you presented him with a rare copy of a book that was worth hundreds of dollars, and he had to question, how did you obtain the funds for such a thing?

-Thus, you revealed you were absolutely loaded with cash, and Vergil was, understably shocked.

-After thanking you, he went right back to not caring about wealth because now he has this interesting book to read.

-Still, he appreciates it when you gift him little gifts, regardless of what they may be. You could give him a pebble you found on the side of the road, and he'd still treasure it forever.

-To reward you for your generosity, Vergil will do his best to take good care of you, physically and otherwise.

□ Nero □

-Nero didn't think much of it either, cause he's not shallow, but one day, Nico's van broke down in the middle of the road and was assaulted by demons who ripped up the exterior. Repairs were going to be extremely expensive, but then you stepped in and promised to take care of it all.

-Nero had to wonder, where'd you get the funds for that? You sheepishly revealed your wealth and he just shrugged.

-After thanking you and all that, things proceeded as usual, with you and Nero splitting the bills for everything as you always do.

-Nero never asks for anything, regardless of how expensive it is, but you don't care. You shower him with gifts, love and affection because this sweet boy deserves it.

-You two end up leaving little treats 'n things for each other at a designated "drop off" spot somewhere in your house.

-Your gifts always seem to be well thought out and expertly made, proving that you don't just buy meaningless trinkets to appease him, you get him things that truly have value.

● V ●

-V noticed you always seemed to be impeccably dressed, but didn't dwell on the subject since it wasn't all that important. His current objective was to get to know you further.

-Then, as things progressed between you, he found himself constantly receiving little presents on his doorstep, usually wrapped in shimmering velvet bows. There was no name tag and no writing on it, so he had no idea who was doing this or why.

-One day, Griffon caught you placing a little gift box and, Griffon being Griffon, decided to rat you out.

-V then approached you the next day and expressed his appreciation, which led to a massive confession on both your parts. You explained you just wanted to give him the luxury he deserves, and he was very touched, but insisted you didn't need to do that.

-But of course, you don't listen, and continued to spoil him however possible, even if you have to break in at 3:00 A.M. and leave it on his kitchen table.

-Eventually you had him move in with you, where you can treat him like the lovely princess he is.

[icycoldninja]

First time pegging him (Sparda boys + V x Reader headcannons)

A/N: Basically a bunch of headcannons about a gender neutral reader pegging the Sparda boys (and V) for the first time. I wrote this while in a mood; minors DNI. Enjoy. 💜

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¤ Dante ¤

-Dante never knew how much he wanted this until it was actually happening.

-You had him on his back, legs bent up over his head, lubed up fingers prepping his entrance for your impending intrusion.

-His half lidded eyes stared up at you, a soft smile spread across his face. He trusted you, he loved you, and wanted nothing more than to lose himself with you in order to satisfy your fantasies.

-Soft sighs escape Dante's mouth as you scissor him open gently, yet firmly. The feeling was foreign, yet amazing. If this is what your fingers could bring him, imagine what else you could do.

-He held his legs open for you while you lubed up your massive strap on, eying the silicone hungrily, for he knew what it meant.

-The moment you pressed the cold tip against his blazing hot entrance, he moaned, body shaking in anticipation. He couldn't wait for you to put it in--he couldn't stop fantasizing about how good it would feel.

-Once you sank that thick, heavy rod into him, he was in high heaven. It was everything he imagined it would be and at the same time everything he didn't. Dante never felt so invaded, so violated, as he did now. He could have cum just from insertion, but he held himself back.

-When you began thrusting, Dante let out the loudest series of groans you'd ever heard from him, inspiring you to go faster, and harder. You slammed into his ass, your faux cock reaching so deep inside him, he swore he could feel it in his stomach.

-You destroyed his ass with your brutal thrusts, ramming into his prostate right where he liked it, roughly jerking his cock off while you were at it. The combined sensations overwhelmed him, and try as he might, Dante couldn't hold back.

-He came, cum violently spraying all over the two of you as your girth dildo claimed his tight, clenching little hole, stretching it out in ways beyond the scope of his imagination.

-Even after his orgasm, Dante was still ravenous for more. With a broken voice hoarse from screaming, he urged you to continue, just as ruthless as you'd been doing before.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil never knew how good getting his ass taken would feel until he tried it.

-He'd decided to get on all fours for this special occasion; the way he had his virgin butt presented to you while looking so timid drove you wild.

-You wanted to fuck that twunk senseless, but first, you had to prepare him.

-You coated two fingers with a heavy amount of lube and shoved them into his ass, chuckling when he let out a loud hiss.

-You then started stretching him out at a pace far faster than he expected, making him squirm and shudder, but he didn't attempt to resist because deep down inside, there was a part of Vergil that enjoyed being treated so roughly like this.

-He was so lost in the ecstasy of your fingers massaging his insides, he didn't notice your pace had gotten sloppy because you were trying to stretch him and lube up the huge strap on you were wearing at the same time.

-In one swift motion, you'd yanked your fingers out and replaced them with the dildo, ramming into him so unexpectedly, he nearly came right then and there.

-Surprised, Vergil looked down, saw the bulge in his belly, and moaned. So this was what it felt like to be impaled by a giant cock. Reluctant as he was to admit it, he loved this feeling.

-Vergil started rocking back and forth to meet your rough thrusts, softly whimpering as he did so. His own, throbbing cock flopped uselessly against his thighs, practically begging to be touched, which you did. You reached down and pumped it as fast as you could, serving to further bring Vergil to his climax.

-He came at least 3 times from having his ass fucked and his cock stroked, and came another 3 times after that just from having his prostate pounded.

-Vergil eventually ended up surrendering himself to you, allowing himself to be completely at your mercy while flattened against the bed, his hair a mess and his hole gaping wide.

-He'll definitely want to do this again--hell, he might even be addicted to it.

□ Nero □

-Nero was so nervous the entire time. He'd never done anything like this before, never even dreamed about it.

-But he trusted you, and understood that if anything happened that he wasn't comfortable with, he could tell you, and for that reason, he gave in.

-He let you crawl on top of him, digits dripping with lube. He shyly spread his legs for you, clenching his jaw in anticipation for the pain.

-You were surprisingly gentle, easing one finger in and allowing his muscles to relax around that before sliding in another. Before he knew it, Nero had three of your fingers stuffed into him, and God, was it amazing.

-He couldn't believe how good having his ass stretched out was. It made his cock harder than it already was; it made him hungry for more.

-Nero started to move his hips up and down in unison with your gentle fingering, sighing and swearing in pleasure the entire time.

-It doesn't take long before Nero is whimpering and begging for the dildo, which he gets, because you love to spoil him. The dildo enters him easily thanks to the way you stretched him out earlier, but you still take it slow, if not for the sake of Nero's comfort, than to tease him.

-Once you bottom out, however, things change. The moment Nero feels how deep you are in him and how strongly your tip is pressing against his prostate, he realizes how badly he needs to be fucked.

-He urges you to start moving, and to not hold anything back--and you don't. You ram into him as hard as you can, abusing his walls and slamming into his prostate, just where he needs it. Despite the brutality of it all, Nero manages to hold out for a long time.

-He honestly doesn't want to cum; he wants to be able to enjoy this feeling forever. He never knew how much he likes being dominated, but now that he does, he never wants it to end.

-Nero soon falls out of touch with reality, having been reduced to a screaming, teary-eyed where who only wanted your dildo inside him, filling him up and stretching his taut muscles wide open, making his whole body burn with beautiful pain.

-He could have died and wouldn't even notice, the ecstasy flowing through his blood was all-consuming and only drove him to desire more. When he finally cums, he empties all that he has out onto both of your abdomens, crying out and shaking the entire time.

-You have officially broken your sweet boy, mind and body, though this isn't a bad thing, it just means he's gonna be more pliable next time.

● V ●

-V had heard of this sort of thing and was excited to try it with you.

-Giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush, he happily undressed himself and climbed ontop of you.

-Since it was his first time, you agreed to let V take the reins. Considering he was about to impale himself on a massive, silicone cock that was way larger than his, it'd be better to let V set the pace so he didn't get hurt.

-Of course, you prepped him, gently massaging and scissoring his insides to make room for the gigantic intrusion that would soon penetrate him.

-He loves feeling your fingers inside him, even though they're not in very deep. It's a new feeling, but he likes it, and can't help but fantasize about how it'll feel if there's something wider and longer in their place.

-He's narrating everything he feels to you, like he's reading erotic poetry. His voice is shaky and his breathing is ragged, but his words are so carefully chosen and serve to turn you on even further.

-After a while, you deem him ready for the strap on, and after pouring a healthy dosage of lube over the colorful toy, help him lower himself down onto it.

-The moment he feels the firm silicone enter him, he lets out a cry of euphoria and sinks down even further. You told him to take it slow, but he doesn't listen. He loves this feeling and needs more of it, now!

-His hips buck wildly as he forces himself to bounce on your fake cock, his arms wrapped tightly around your neck and his face buried in your shoulders.

-V's body is filled with intense pain and pleasure, but he pushes through and fucks himself hard on your faux dick. His words, all jumbled up and intelligible, spew forth from his mouth almost as exuberantantly as the cum from his cock.

-He orgasms twice in rapid sucession, his body convulsing, muscles tightening, and the face he makes--his tongue lolling out and his eyes rolling back--it's so slutty yet so adorable all at the same time.

-You have claimed him, undoubtedly, both his body and soul. He was already yours before, but now, he's even more so. Better go for round 2 as a reward.

[icycoldninja]

Awww thanks for tagging me 💜

Purple, specifically dark purple, dragons (I know they aren't real), and my favorite flavor of ice cream is rocky road.

Tagging: @crisiscutie @altissia-09 @verysmolspams @stardustgalaxy @sacredwarrior88 @tiri5459 @motivationraiden @motivated-breeze @that-gay-guy-from-hell

A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:

~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.

~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.

~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.

~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.

Mine are:

~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.

Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)

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[icycoldninja]

Angeal NSFW alphabet

WARNING: THIS IS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT, IF YOU ARE A MINOR, DO NOT INTERACT!

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

This big boi loves to cuddle, especially after a hot, passionate night. He'll scoop you up in those huge arms of his and snuggle you, kissing you as he does so.

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

On him, his favorite part are his hands, because of the way he can use him to pleasure you. Loves sliding two or three fingers straight into your pussy and stretching it out nice and slow.

On his partner, he likes their eyes, and the way they fill with tears as he fucks them senseless.

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

His cum is thick and sticky, his favorite place to cum is all over your face. He loves seeing your dazed, open mouthed expression as you try to swallow as much of it as you can.

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

He secretly wants to have his prostate tortured with a vibrator, but he's too embarrassed to admit it.

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

This sweet boy has been saving himself for someone he really loves--you. He hasn't had sex himself, but he's seen a a few pornos and read some hentai, so he's got a basic grasp of how it works. But just cause he's not experienced doesn't mean he isn't good at it. Some people have natural talent.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Angeal's favorite position is doggy style. He loves pounding into your pussy/ass with all his strength, making those cheeks clap while you moan loudly and lose your mind to his large, fat cock.

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

Angeal's a serious guy in and out of the bedroom. That isn't to say he disproves of humor, he just doesn't joke.

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

Carpet matches the drapes, of course. He doesn't go bare, but he keeps it trimmed--there's a happy trail.

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

He's romantic, but not "candles, rose petals and wine" kind of romantic. He likes it dark, and loves to kiss you and praise you while rearranging your organs.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't often have the time nor a reason to masturbate, but occasionally, when he's away on long missions, he starts to think of you, starts imagining things about you. Before you know it, he's stroking himself hard and fast, imagining you were the one pleasing him instead of his hands.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

HUGE overstim and size difference kink...loves to pound you till you're a babbling mess and you can't see straight; till tears cloud your vision.

Location (favorite places to do the do)

He'll do you just about anywhere, couch, shower, bedroom, kitchen counter, backseat of the car, over a table, hell, even out in the garden behind a rosebush.

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

Most of the time, he gets turned on by you in skimpy clothes. He's not used to seeing such revealing clothes (girls back in Banora were always very modest), so if you wear a miniskirt and a croptop, he'll feel his face heat up and his pants get tight.

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

Is against spanking, regardless of who's getting spanked. He doesn't enjoy it; he's a good boy who loves his baby and never wants to hurt them.

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

He's not that into oral; doesn't mind giving it or receiving it. He is pretty good, though, he knows all the right patterns to stimulate your clit.

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

Hooooooo boy, Angeal is rough. Drills into you so fast and hard, it almost hurts. Often times he goes so fast, you start seeing stars. There are some occasions when you even pass out due to the intensity.

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

He likes quickies; with his pace, it's easy to make both of you cum in less than 20 minutes.

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

He's open to trying new things like toys and different positions, but nothing too extreme.

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

This man can last for HOURS and go for at least 3 rounds. You've got a long night ahead of you.

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

He owns several egg vibrators of different sizes and will not hesitate to stuff them inside you and make you walk around the house doing chores while they buzz away.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not really a teaser, he likes to please you as much as he possibly can and then admire you as you orgasm. Him watching you reach your climax is like a painter enjoying his handiwork.

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

He lets out soft, breathy pants, and loud grunts when he cums.

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

He has wet dreams more often that normal dreams; those wet dreams frequently have you in them. Often times, he dreams he's a futanari succubus dedicated to pleasuring you and only you.

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

Oh dear gawd, this man is big. 9 inches when flaccid, 10.5 when erect. That ain't a dick, that's a spear.

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

Angeal gets horny specifically after he comes home from long misisons. The first thing he'll want to do once he steps through the door is take a nice, hot shower, then bang you till you're a ruined, sobbing mess.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

With the pace he sets, Angeal gets tired pretty quickly. He'll collapse onto the bed, pull you into his arms, and kiss you goodnight before falling asleep. Don't worry, you'll be tired too, probably even unconscious.

[icycoldninja]

Hi hi

I really like the way you write, your writing is amazing! 🩵🩵🩵

I recently had a thought. What would the chat between Raiden and the Reader look like? I think Raiden would always put a period at the end, haha. Can you write headcanons? I'm very interested now.

Aww thank you 💜 this was fun to make! 😁 enjoy!

Raiden x Reader texting headcannons

-Raiden never uses texting abbreviations for some reason. He seems to think it's easier to spell out the whole thing.

-Additionally, he almost always sends his texts in the form of a fragment, never a complete sentence.

-For this reason, each text is a separate thought, leading to you having 300 notifications because he sent you 300 separate texts talking about one thing.

-Never uses emojis, and if he does send a complete sentence for once, it'll end in a period or otherwise properly punctuated.

-Texting with him is like texting your grandma.

-A typical morning chat with Raiden would look something like this:

Raiden: Morning

Y/N: Heyyyy 😁

Raiden: Do you

Raiden: Have work today

Y/N: Yup

Raiden: So do I

Raiden: Be home at 5

Raiden: what for dinner

Y/N: Idk, what do u want?

Raiden: you decide

Y/N: Kay love u ❤️

Raiden: You too

Raiden: I love you.

Raiden: Have a

Raiden: Good day at work

Raiden: Be safe

Raiden: While driving

Raiden: Love you

-As you can see, texting with him is kinda hard on the eyes, but at least he responds super quickly.

-Often texts you pictures of places he visits during work with no context. One moment you'll be checking on him to see how he's doing and the next, you're met with a massive, random picture of a forest with no caption.

-Also sends you videos of things he finds funny. These videos are often not funny to you, but they are to him. For some reason he thinks a toaster falling over is hilarious. Must be cyborg humor you'll never get.

-Takes the time out of his day to text "Love you" 100 times over the course of 3 hours. It's a sweet gesture, showing how much he cares about you, but the millions of notifications you get quickly grow really annoying.