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limit - jude bellingham series.

quick sum: shy and innocent uni student by day but a notorious street racer at night, meets now currently best footballer jude bellingham under certain circumstances. what happens when these two are forced to get along, in order for them to get out of trouble? will they sacrifice their careers in order to protect themselves?

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psa 🗣️: hello! this is a request mixed with an idea i had. this is a small five-part series since I didn’t want to do a large fic. i really hope you enjoy since it’s a enemies to lovers, ‘she fell but he fell harder’, car girl! reader, and jude being somewhat cocky and mean but a huge teddy bear. pls note that i don’t condone any street racing or hectic driving! this series will have mature content so minors DNI 🔞. it will also contain other issues dealing with family domestic issues, mentions of being insecure, etc, but I'll place the warning then :) please enjoy chapter one, and let me know your thoughts! 🤍

“Now class I hate to stress this enough but you have to take exquisite and thorough notes. It will not only guide you but help and take you to the correct path for this course,” said Professor Alto. I felt like rolling my eyes and walking out of the lecture room, but instead, I just turned over and laughed with Marie, who was already staring at me. “He says that every class period, I'm starting to get annoyed because we’ve been taking this class for the past month,” Marie snickers.

“True but in all honesty he does have a point,” I raise my eyebrow and look back at the Professor who was now walking back and forth presenting the slides. “Shut up. We get it you’re smart,” Marie groans and pushes my shoulder, taking out some gum and then paying attention forward. “I'm sorry, I would like to run my own business one day, and this is where I have to start first.” This time I push her shoulder, and hear her mutter a ‘Yeah yeah whatever…’

I grabbed my bag and pulled out my notebook, took different coloured pens, and began to write down the slides, using other different coloured pens to write important texts and or highlights. It’s just girly things. We would be here for a while, as this lecture would take up to three hours, so I got comfortable. “What are you wearing tonight?” Marie whispered, leaning her head on my shoulder as she typed away.

“Probably something black,” I shrugged, “I might wear this new corset top and black jeans since I'm racing tonight.” Marie looked over at me with wide eyes, “But isn't your car still in the shop?”

“No, it got fully fixed two days ago, and tonight I wanna see if the new adjustments are working properly,” I say, taking a sip of water and rubbing my eyes as they feel dry. “Y/n are you sure that’s a good idea though? You just got your car back, and knowing how you race, especially after just getting it back can be dangerous. If something happens, all that work that was done would go to waste,” Marie stresses, and I notice that because she began to talk with her hands.

“I know the risks, trust me. But I need this money for me, my mom, and my little sister. I'm working two double shifts and if I win tonight, I'm set for the next two months. It won’t be an easy race, but at this point what more can I do?” I sigh and rub my temple, a small migraine wanting to form.

It wasn't easy anymore. It became harder when we had to move out of my dad’s place as he began to become a different and mad person. It wasn’t the environment I wanted to be involved in, let alone my mother and sister. It became especially harder when he came and did mass destruction on our property, and tried to hurt us. The night repeatedly lives in my head, the screams, the yelling, the smashing windows, the red and blue lights, it's hard to sleep as any time I close my eyes I just see him.

I always had a great relationship with him. We were close and happy. I grew up wanting to be him, and he always set examples and tried for us. He would do my hair, teach me how to cook his chocolate chip cookies, and even go on to show me how to play the piano. We spent every weekend working in his mechanic shop, working on dear old Darla for one day to be driven by me. The old black Ford was now ruined into pieces when he went crazy after discovering he would be arrested.

What changed in him to become that way, was the question I kept repeating over and over again. If the truth comes out one day, maybe we can be at peace. But for now, it's being cautious and assuring the safety of my family. I sacrificed a lot to be able to support us, as well as my mom. The car racing was something I randomly got into, my mom didn't like it, but in a way for me, I escaped reality.

The adrenaline rush. The speed. The rush overtakes my body. The determination to win as the prize in the end holds a lot of possession. Maybe even the idea of it being illegal also took a more motive of why not, as bad as it sounded. I became a hell of a driver, I was the best of the best, and some people took that personally.

The tracks and races became a second home to me. The ability to conduct and take charge of my own was truly an honour. For once, only I listened to myself instead of others. For once I could do something that made me happy, as much as it felt wrong to do. I met people, good and bad, and stayed away from the bad as they reminded me of my dad. A weekend like tonight started at the tracks but indeed by the city in the underground club Sahara.

I saved enough to buy myself a 2014 black Dodge Challenger. Slowly I made work by changing the motor from a V6 to a V8, running to almost 470 horsepower. The rims were also replaced with all black, and I added other features like a loud exhaust and a cold air intake system, just recently. This would’ve never been done if I didn't have Jimmy, an old friend of my dad’s. He never questioned what I did to my car, just wished me ‘good luck, and be careful’.

When my mom found out about my car, she threatened to kick me out. That same night I brought back $1,800 and left them on the table, muttering a quick “This is why I do what I do”. Since then she hasn’t questioned, just used the money for savings, groceries, and bills. I would of course help out, especially on bigger and expensive things, like Uni. Uni was expensive, and I sure as heck was lucky to afford what I could.

My first race was over a year ago, in the older tracks leaving Madrid. It was a secluded area only known to nearby residents, or people like me who raced, or those who went to live life a little. You could expect anyone there. I knew of this place after Marie and her girlfriend Kaia took me. My first race was that same night after a girl got pissed at me for accidentally bumping her shoulder with her boyfriend.

One thing led to another, and then you saw me at the finish line in Marie’s Grey Nissan Altima. That baby could run, period.

Part of me could say I also got addicted to how much money it would bring home. I didn't care if it was clean or dirty money, it met my needs, and I was grateful for it. Multiple people have gone against me but they can’t race like I can. There are tips and tricks to it, whether it is releasing the clutch early or letting the car struggle a bit before making the shift. Slow down or maybe speed up. You learn along the way.

My biggest rivals of them all were Jacey and Jacqueline. They made my life a living hell a week before finals. They insisted and threatened me to race them or else I would be kicked out and can’t ever place my foot on the tracks. They were the best anyone had seen, but I knew what they wanted. They were a part of a malicious gang in the northern part of Spain. If I won, I would be free and they were to never bother me, but if I lost I would do laundering and drug exchange.

I won that night, by some miracle. It turned out Jacey was racing unfairly and it didn't count as he had cheated. They would always go against me, and it became sort of a rival race whenever we did go against each other. Like tonight. Tonight would be a big night, it would be a packed race, and surely every young adult would be there.

“Wait, wait, wait. You’re going against Jacqueline tonight? How could you have failed to tell me this?” Marie ran, her back across the wall as I got myself a redbull to survive the rest of the day. We had a 20-minute break, and now we were seated outside waiting to go back in.

“I didn’t know either, Max texted me this just a couple of hours ago,” I said, taking a sip of the energy drink. I pulled out my phone and showed her the message. “Well, I can see why you’re doing this then,” Marie points to the text of the amount of cash I could win. “What did you end up fixing in your car?”

“I did a bit of mostly everything. I added high-flow catalytic converters, high-flow mid pipes, high-flow fuel injectors, high-flow air induction systems, an upgraded header, and upgraded pulleys. Just newer stuff that the new challengers have nowadays,” I say, laughing at Marie's confused face staring back at me. “Well whatever you said, let’s hope it works out.”

“Trust me it will. Because you’ll be in the seat next to me to see” I smirked.

“Bitch no I am not, the fuck?” Marie gives me a puzzled look. I give her a look for using such profanity. I hated it, I didn't like such strong and hateful words, especially those that meant hurting someone's feelings. I never cursed, I just didn't see the fun or thrill of it, which shocked many.

“You are because you lost the bet last week. And Sheila is out of town. So better bring your mask and helmet,” I say, opening my iPad to get some studying done before my business class after this lecture. “Plus when have you ever turned down the opportunity to ride with me? I know you secretly love it,” I wink at her to which he just shakes her head and smirks.

“I'll do it, but only if you wear the black midi skirt I got you. As a matter of fact, I’ll ride with you only if you let me get you ready and get you sexy,” Marie says. I blush profusely and immediately shake my head no. I would rather die than be seen wearing anything more revealing than my boobs. I'm just too shy and not confident for it. I can’t rock outfits like Marie can.

“Funny but no. You know me, I am good with a revealing top and maybe some tight jeans,” I brushed her idea once again, but knowing how she could be, especially when she's a fashion major, it would be hard. “Either deal or no deal. You know you need me in order to race,” she tries to intimidate to which I finally agree. “I will make you the sexiest girl there. Who knows maybe you’ll be lucky and get laid,” she taunts, an evil grin on her lips.

“Marie!”

“Oh quit the act. We know you are shy and innocent, but you become a freak and a total show when you race. I'll see you tonight,” she winks and walks out, completely leaving the lecture.

—/— Jude’s Point of View —/—

After matches came recovery. And after recovery, it was either a day off or prepping for the next match. Luckily I had the gym area to myself, working with a physical trainer on my knee and doing a few exercises that were as much work. I just needed something to preoccupy my mind before I met with my publicist. It's not that I hated him, I just didn't tolerate such a person like him.

I dragged out this meeting as far as possible but knowing how he is, he wouldn't care. After briefly talking with the PT about a few stretches I could do at home, I walked down the cafeteria and met up with Eduardo, who invited lunch for the both of us. We sat down and just talked about the game plays and the upcoming international break.

Lunch went by quickly, now I found myself walking down the small hallway into the office that belonged to my publicist. I resented him even more for working at the training grounds. I would rather be anywhere else but here. I put myself together and walked into the office only for it to be empty. I just take a seat and go on my phone bored. When Jaime does walk in, he hangs up and opens the manilla folder, where stacks of papers are in.

“Jude you have to quit going out so much! Look at all these articles!” Jaime raised his voice and threw the printed papers onto the marble desk. I rolled my eyes and sunk into my chair, my legs naturally spread apart, as my hand came to my temple.

“Real Madrid’s new star boy stars on and off the pitch. Ancelotti’s new golden boy has a record similar to Grealish, could we expect to see the young player get involved in the same stuff? Oh, my favourite, Jude Bellingham is seen leaving the strip club after the place was recently investigated by local authorities!” Jaime read off the articles, leaning forward to slap the side of my head, when he noticed my unfazed look. “Okay, I get it! Shit!”

“No Jude you don’t get it! How many times have I told you this isn't England? You're in Spain. Dealing with both countries who are on your ass to find every single detail of you. They follow you around with a camera because you let them, you give them a reason too. It's already the fans doing it, but the paparazzi, no I won’t let that slide,”

“Okay, so what do you want me to do? I’ve done everything you’ve suggested me to do! I can’t stop them, or else I'll end up on the cover the next morning. I can’t just quit my fun, because of them. I deserve to have a nice evening with my friends and family, but they're always there!” I bite back.

Not even my mother keeps tabs on me like this man does. I appreciate Jaime, but it's moments like this where I want to get up and leave and do the opposite of what he tells me to do. He takes his job too seriously and overworks himself way too much. I can’t exactly be the person he wants me to be. I hate being driven around or being forced to be someone I'm not.

“We have no say and do on the paparazzi, you know that. But if you keep doing what you do, I'll have to get you a stricter PR contract, and I can assure you, it will be hell. You choose Jude. One more fuck up and it's the first text you’ll receive the next morning,” Jaime threatened.

“You can’t be serious. Jaime, I can’t be hidden away the entire time! I don’t give a shit about what they think of me! I'm focused on football and my family. I told you to let them be and write what they write!,” I say, standing up and grabbing my training bag to leave. “It's my job to protect your image as a person and footballer, Jude. And it will be like that. If you have such an issue, go ahead and fire me, but we both know what that will do for the both of us…”

“One more fuck up Jude, and you will see.” I scoff and walk out, slamming his door. The office workers jump in their seats, while I mumble out curses and insults towards him. Would he really go that far just to keep his job? Threaten my image for his self-satisfaction? Yes, he would. I sigh and scratch my chin impatiently, trying to come up with a different plan to avoid the PR contract he was talking about. But all I could do was come up with reasons and stuff to piss him off.

The idea of a PR stunt sounded stupid. Sure, I have had my share of scandals but nothing too serious like he dramatises. People just can't seem to stand the idea of no commitment, especially if it involves girls. They also couldn't stand the idea of a footballer wanting to go out and enjoy a night of themselves. Some people can be so unreasonable, like Jaime, I would say what I had to say, and I didn't care for anyone’s feelings especially if I spit out the truth.

“Yo! Hey Jude! What’s up? Looks like you got back from speaking with Carlo,” Eduardo comes up and dabs me up, teasing me for my stressed look. I chuckle, “Nah man. My publicist is pissing me off. Trying to tell me what to do and giving me shit about all these articles.”

“When will they learn,” he comments, his brow nudging to the obvious. “For the moment mine hasn't given me ‘advice’ or ‘warnings’ after our trip to South France.”

“Well lucky you. I just can’t stress about this shit right now. We have the upcoming important games, and I am determined to win. And if I do go out, he shouldn’t be up my ass about it every time,” I groan, taking out my phone and seeing a call from Aurélien. “Tchou, how can I help you?” I joke, referring to when he dealt with his situationship while on our trip to France.

“Ha ha, very funny. What are you up to tonight? We’re free tomorrow.”

“Probably nothing. Just walked out on my publicist, so If you have anything in mind to do, say it,” I put the phone on speaker so Eduardo could hear, and let him know. “Me and the guys were gonna head out the city to go to a car meet, out of Madrid,” he says. I give a look to Eduardo who just shrugs his shoulders not retaining the information.

“A car meet? Those exist here?”

“Yes, dumbass. You’d be surprised but, they're very fun. Although we shouldn't be there, it's the only place where people and paparazzi can’t recognize us. They treat each other and us like royalty, plus who wouldn’t mind some fun?” Aurélien says to us. I hesitate, only because of what just happened inside, but also the idea of it being illegal and caught. “You guys in or not?”

“Count me in.”

Jaime wouldn't know. And if Aurélien is saying we wouldn't be recognized, then why the fuck not? I'm not here to just pose for cameras and play. I'm also a regular person who deserves to live his life the way I want. Part of me thought of how bad this idea could be, but truthfully I didn’t give a shit, I just wanted to piss off Jaime. Aurélien advises us to dress nice since people who attended those car races often thought of them as fashion shows. Which is found myself calling the only girl who could help me out.

“Hey, Sunny? Sorry for the late call, could you help me out with an outfit for tonight? Just don't mention it to Jaime.”

—/— (Your Point of View) —/—

“Ok no- That’s like way too revealing! I couldn't pull that off” I brushed away the shortest skirt she found. “Nuh uh- No way. You're going to wear it, and it's going to be worn with these shoes and lace meshy top,” Marie comes behind me and puts both hangers to my front. “My whole butt is out in this skirt! People are gonna see my-” I waved with my hands to my lower region to which she snickers.

“Either you race or don’t,” Marie says, to which I just squint my eyes together. “Fine! I will at least pick out my jacket!” I pick up the clothes and quickly change into the pieces of clothes she gave me. My makeup was already done, a simple and not too heavy look since I had to wear a mask and helmet underneath while I raced. All I had to do was take my hair out of my rollers and apply some deodorant and jewellery and we could make the drive down.

Marie gasped as I walked out, clapping her hands excitedly as she approached me. “You look so fucking hot, I could make out with you!” Her hands roam and fix my skirt so they pull lower and hang around my hips. I give her a look but she quickly shrugs me. I go to the mirror and tug on both items. “I don't know whether to pull this up or or tug it down,” I say shuffling.

“Hurry! Fix your hair and put your boots on. You have a race to win!”

I pose for a selfie when I see Marie point her phone towards me, my hands on the steering wheel as I pull into the gravel road that heads to the main road to the tracks. Goosebumps raise my skin as I hear the music and loud car exhaust as we pull in. Other cars are doing donuts, which I find silly, or showing off their engines. “Hi Matty, how are ya tonight?” I ask the middle-aged man who sighs and hands me my racer number and time slot. He’s tired of his job, but just like everyone else here, he has his reasons. “Same old same old. I bet money on ya tonight, so you better win against that trashy girl Jacqueline,” he points out, handing me back the cashback after I paid. “Good luck tonight, make us proud!” he winks.

I smile and shift to one as I drive down to the start of the line. The tracks are old and kinda messy. They can shift from gravel to normal roads, which causes some drivers to lose focus. “Nervous for tonight?” Marie asks to which I nervously nod. “I mean it's against Jacqueline, we’ve had our shares in the past and she’s good,” I say.

“Yeah but not as good as you. Keep that in mind. Just think of the money, it will be your motive,” she says. We open the door and step out, I hear commotion and then look up to people cheering for me. I wave and thank them before walking over to our group who’s standing by the starting line. We all hug and chat about the race, which is filled with a lot of rivals going head to head.

I could feel my blood pumping as I watched the two Mustangs take out, their exhaust fumes following. The excitement you face also comes to anticipation as you watch which car will make it first to the end. The yellow Mustang wins by .4 seconds after they race for almost two minutes. I turn to the side when I hear my name being called, “Y/n, when are we gonna race?”

“As soon as you let me see what’s under your hood,” they scoff and walk off. It would've been too easy…

—/— (Jude’s Point of View) ---/—

The black LV suit was perfect for the occasion. Aurélien was right, people do dress as if they were attending fashion shows here. We all decided to go in two cars, making the almost forty-minute drive down to this closed-off restricted area. We followed the guide who led us up to the almost ‘VIP’ area.

The commotion was loud. People were either drinking, making out, or dancing. Or those who wanted to feel lucky, gambled money by playing poker. This truly did feel like a bad idea now, but I couldn't care less now that I was drinking a beer. We had clear and perfect views of the track, I was lucky to attend an F1 show in the past but this? This was completely different.

Fancy or new cars racing, and it was just the beginning. I talked with Eduardo for a good time as I observed the loud car go head to head towards the finish line. Music played loudly, but as Aurélien had said, no one recognized us. We step out and that’s when I notice the black challenger pull in. Two girls step out, but it's the driver who gets my attention. She chews gum and listens with boredom as they explain the rules to her.

My eyes roam down her slim and fit body, and I get a closer look when she quickly puts on her mask and helmet. I find myself not being able to look away, especially after she faces her opponent, ignoring their truce handshake. She’s too confident and now has my full attention.

Her windows are rolled down, her hand on the wheel, and the other is on the gear shift, patiently waiting for the light to turn green. “Who’s that?” I finally speak, completely forgetting I was in mid-conversation with Eduardo. “That’s Y/n in the black challenger. And in the red camaro is Jacqueline. They hate their guts, biggest rivals after Jacqueline's brother cheated on a race. Y/n, she’s the best of the best…” speaks a different guy. “Word on the street is that Jacqueline is involved in a gang, but who knows,” he says.

Y/n pulls out her thumb signalling she’s ready, and then quickly drives off when the light turns green. Just like the guy had said, she was the best of the best, quickly drifting and turning onto the tracks. Her car was faster than the red camaro, and you could tell the determination to win was there. I just waited for it to go the other way.

Soon yelling and commotion started when Jacqueline caught up, and took the lead, Y/n just maintained her speed and control as before. “What is she doing? She’ll lose if she doesn't catch up!” said another guy. I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms, looking back at the two cars on the race track. I didn’t understand how this worked, but it looked like not even I could make those turns, especially at those speeds.

Everyone gasped or oohed when the camaro lost control and failed to do the sharp tight turn correctly, cheering when Y/n went back to the lead and quickly made it to the finish line. We walked down to the starting line where she got out, and put her hands up, and cheered. She took her helmet and mask off, and that's when I truly was drawn to her facial features. “Bro? You’re drooling,” Brahim joked to which I just pushed his shoulder.

The crowd went quiet as the red camero pulled in, an angry Jacqueline and passenger getting off to confront Y/n. “You cheated!” she points at her to which the girl wearing all black just snorted and chuckled, “No babes. You just suck. I won, just like the other times before. Now go whine somewhere else and leave us alone for once.”

Her eyes connected with mine, and it felt like time just slowly flew by. Her lips parted, as she took me in, her hand holding the helmet and now stack of cash. She looked away and shyly smiled towards her friends, them congratulating her. She would nod then and there and only stick with those friends. “I’ll be back. Going to congratulate the winner,” I say and smile at Eduardo who wishes me luck. I don't need luck I'm Jude Bellingham.

I was determined to know more about her. Who she was, and why she raced especially. But before I could introduce myself, a loud bang and glass shattering prevented me from doing so. The last I saw while we ran was Y/n getting into her car and driving away. A loud car pulled near us, the familiar face and eyes locking with mine.

“Hurry! Get in!”

---/--- ( author's note) ---/---

hiiiii! first chapter eeekkkk! I hope you all enjoyed it and didn't think this was too long! I truly enjoyed writing this, and can't wait for you guys to read the rest. I'm also praying this doesn't flop or I'll be really upset... have an amazing day!

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagines #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham x y/n #football fanfic #football one shot #football #football x you #footballer

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ghost-bxrd · 1 month

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GIRL CODED JASON !!!!! HI HELLO OMG TUMBLR USER AND AMAZING AO3 WRITER GHOST BIRD YOUR POSTS AND STORIES JUST ACTIVATE BRAINWORMS IN MY HEAD 😭😭😭😭 holy fuck hi I'm too shy to come off anon but I love the discussions you've been having, so just chipping in !!!

I love the many many looks on how people interpret him being girl-coded, exploring his feelings towards domestic violence, towards victims, women etc, extremely good points that you brought up ! And I'd like to bring up that on a more meta level, the way his character is treated by DC and by people in canon as a whole is also so... girl-coded ? Going to try my best to articulate since eng is my 3rd language 😔😔 Sorry if it's not consise 😭😭 I have FEELINGS AAAAAAAAAAAA

I think the core of this "girl-codedness" stems from a few things, two things I can point to currently are how he's treated as a victim and fridging. Fridging is the easier one to see imo, it's something that's usually associated with female characters but fits Jason a lot. It's not about him and his trauma/pain being feminine inherently (nothing can be categorised in that way honestly) but how it's dealt with by people and the narrative.

Let's take a look at its counterpart which is 'Dead Men Defrosting' trope coined by John Barton. Here's the source for that: https://www.lby3.com/wir/r-jbartol2.html, and a quote from the Women in Refridgerators website I feel is really encapsulates this whole situation.

"...women heroes are altered again and never allowed, as male heroes usually are, the chance to return to their original heroic states. And that's where we begin to see the difference."

Sounds familiar, doesn't it? Additionally, the grief that his death bought is made to be even more objectifying than it should have been. It's made to be Bruce's and everyone else's more than it is Jason's. The image of the dead character is, by necessity, distorted and is served as fuel towards a different character. He's reduced to his death and the pain associated with it is milked for like... 16 yearsish??? A perverted memorial, a perverted memory, an altered legacy. He was just 15. A boy. (Still, I wouldn't say Jason was fridged per say, as the term is created in reference to female characters and they have little to no agency in their stories there, but that 'feel' is there. So I understand where the girl-codedness comes from!)

It’s that the way a lot of characters treat him and a lot of the tropes used on him are things that are typically associated with feminine characters. It's also about how he's treated since he's not a perfect victim. Every attempt Jason has made to express his pain and his anger just gets him labelled as emotional, unreasonable and hysterical (which are again, unfortunately terms associated with women.)

There's many different points people have brought up about Jason, such as his bleeding compassion as Robin, the tears at the end of UTRH, and so on. Nonetheless, I think there's a lot of nuance that comes with gender discussions, since these things are deeply personal to people, and there's disagreements to be had. And that's cool !! There's many points loads of other people also being to the table that I love !! Contradictions too !!

Anyhow, so many cool PPL and analysis these days,,, ILY ANON WHO BROUGHT UP TITANS TOWER (anonanonanon pls chip in again and my life will be URS) Also ILY TUMBLR USER MAGIC-CRAZY-AS-THIS FOR PUTTING THE WEDDING DRESS IMAGERY IN MY HEAD, ALSO ILY GHOSTBIRD FOR THAT AMAZING REPLY AND ANALYSIS,, I LOVE THIS LITTLE POCKET OF COMMUNITY U HAVE CREATED this is so beloved 🥺🥺🥺💞💞💞💞

All very good points!

I don’t have much to add here except perhaps the argument with the memorial case. You’re absolutely right. I never realized how similar it is to the classic hero trope of protagonist mourning their dead love interest/family and dedicating their entire life to a memory of them, citing the actions they take to be in honor of the dead person.

On one hand, I tend to enjoy that trope. On the other hand with Jason, it all became horribly twisted so very quickly and lead to a hard downward spiral of Bruce having a real assholish phase.

But yeah that’s a whole other can of worms better left unopened for now ksksks.

I’m very happy you’re enjoying this blog 💚 it’s honestly super rewarding to hear people say that when it was one of the main goals to have this be a safe and harmonious space for everyone 💚💚✨

#ghost talks #personal opinion #by no way right or wrong just… existing #obviously it’s also to okay if someone here doesn’t like Jason at all!#totally valid #although with how much I gush about Jason very unlikely around here kskskskks #fandom and ship positivity #harmonious vibes #and a healthy approach to fiction and online interaction #batfamily

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cutseys0ulxx · 1 month

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HI I CAN NEVER FIND KASHIMO WRITERS 😿😿

can you write a sfw alphabet of him pls 😿🙏

i’m begging 😿😿🙏🙏

why hello there 🌝

ignore typos if any 🚶🏽‍♀️

Ty for requesting 🤗🤗!!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Kashimo is type of person who is affectionate only around you but hates to show that side of him. Once he found out that you really didn’t care, he is all over you. Hajime doesn’t open up to any and everyone. But you, he feels the complete opposite. So he’s miserable every-time you held him in your arms or vice versa. He loves you so much, it just took him awhile of how to properly show it. Truly and deep down- he’s all yours. Whether it’s to cuddles or play-fighting. Kashimo can’t ever get enough of you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

The friendship was weird with him since he wasn’t really the type of person to have friends. Hajime believed that friendships were only a something to get in his way, but when he met you he felt so different. Therefore he became attached to you. Kashimo loved your presence, and his heart only grew bigger for you overtime. As a friend, he’s a really interesting and entertaining person to have around. He can easily make your entire day just like you make his. (Is the listener to your yapper, or moon to your sun 🥹.)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He doesn’t do it too often, but when he does, thats it. You never even see them coming. He’ll just wrap your arms around you and do whatever he wants from there. Although it’s so sudden, he is so precious. Kashimo will praise any little thing about you while his arms are wrapped around your waist. Inhaling your scent as his head lays comfortably on your chest. Always expect it when he is tired, or moody. All he would want is just to melt in your touch. Oh and talk to him. Tell him stories, anything. Your voice is angelic. He could listen to it all day.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Best believe Hajime would help you out if he knew how to. It doesn’t help that he’s constantly on his feet as a sorcerer. Kashimo isn’t used to doing all the stuff since he wasn’t too much of the expectation back in his day besides being one of the strongest sorcerers and yata yata. That definitely won’t prevent him from giving you a hand. He’s not the best cook, and you have to teach him how to sweep. (😭) You just have to held his hand a little bit, and Kashimo gets the hang of it.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Hajime would be shattered. It feels impossible to have to make it without you. In the over a hundred years of his life you were his first and his best partner. You gave him a great experience and he hates to let it go. Kashimo always tells himself that he’ll never find anyone like you. Thats why he was single for so long, so he never forgets you. He can’t even if he tried. No matter how hard he tries he just can’t. It’s almost like you’re still there when he misses you most.. And it won’t be anytime soon he’ll be moving on.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

It won’t be immediately that he will ask. Honestly it’s not the first thing on his mind, possibly the last, but he for sure thinks of it. He has to be absolutely positive that you’re both willing to be engaged before he proposes. The same goes for him. Just a heads up it will take awhile. As long as you’re fine with it and he is certain he wants to do it, then he might just consider it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

The last thing Kashimo will ever do is hurt you. He will take the pain himself and endure it for you every-time you are hurt if he be able to. He’s protective with you enough for even the minority of things, how could he hurt you himself? Besides that point, he is extremely careful with you. As if you’re something fragile or delicate. (you are in his eyes) Every-time he gets mad at something or even you he always makes sure to distance himself to keep him from doing anything stupid. If he had ever come to hurt you he would hate himself for the rest of his life.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Tight hugger and strong one. He doesn’t do it on purpose, sometimes. Any other time it’ll just be something simple. For example, In public Hajime will wrap his arm around your shoulders. When you two are somewhere more private he’ll pick you up and forces your legs around his waist. Hugging you like you’re going somewhere. In simple words Kashimo is a great hugger. Whether he’s gentle or aggressive.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

If i’m completely honest here you most likely said it first. But it didn’t take him long to realize that he Did love you. He just terrified to tell you with his own words. You could reject him- or anything. Poor baby was constantly in his own head. Questioning why you made him feel this way. Kashimo, after a very long while would tell you… Very long while. He didn’t even know that you figured, there were too many signs not to see for yourself. That’s probably another reason why you would have to speak on it first, unless you’re really patient.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Ohhh boyy.. He can get pretty possessive. Will give you the nastiest side eye when you speak to other people. Totally denies it when you bring it up. Plays along like he’s slick or plays stupid. “What are you talking about?” or “Pfft. Why would I be jealous.” He says proudly knowing damn well he’s trying with all his might not to punch the closest thing to him. (Excluding you 🙁) Will admit to it after like a week?? Claims he didn’t like how a guy talked to you all buddy-buddy. You just shake your head and laugh at him, only making him pout even more. (You owe him.)

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Kashimo’s kisses are like a box of chocolate. Loves to kiss you wherever his eyes can guide him to first. Is like major with little smooches and will do it constantly. Until you give him one back. That makes him stop in a heartbeat. You found out his cheek is his weak-spot, one time you left a lipgloss stain and it drove him crazy. He loves loves loovvess your kisses and always craves them after a long day. They are like some type of reward. Every-time your soft lips find a way to his skin, ugh his heart aches. Will also give the sweetest and most passionate kisses ever. To a smooch, to colliding his tongue with yours.

L = Little ones (How are they around children? He pretends kids are annoying. Little does he know, you see the way he is with children himself. Hajime is a big kid at heart himself, you just have to push him to that limit. Though he will never ever admit it unless you bring it up first. Overtime he is no longer ashamed of it, he couldn’t hide it even if he attempted. End of discussion- Kashimo is such a sweet-pea with kids. To babies, toddlers, pre teens or even teenagers. (Off topic like extremely… but will ask for one sooner or later.)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Not a morning person. Will sleep all day and stay up all night. You got him go change his schedule and ever since then he loves waking up to your beautiful face. If you’re not up by the time he is, which is usual because he wakes up early, he’ll rest you in his embrace and fall back to sleep. Once he learns how to cook he’ll serve you every like two times a week with breakfast. Will eat andd do your morning routine with you. (Skin care with him is so awesome :3) Loves nothing more than to spend nice and sunny mornings with you, It’s one of the best ways to start his day.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Night owll!! Will always think of something to do with you before bed. Movie nights, make dinner or even just cuddle with you. Whatever you want to do. Due to having to battle constantly, he doesn’t get to spend too much time with his love. When he comes home late at night Kashimo uses time very wisely the moment he steps through your door. Sometimes you’re asleep by the time he arrives, so he just lays next to you comfortably. Would probably scare you in the morning but would also love to see how your face would light up.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It took him awhile to express whatever he would feel with you. It’s very rare to know how he feels, Hajime has to really trust you. When he gets to venting it’s like he’ll never stop. Like I said, you’re one of many people he’ll ever open up to. Hell you might be the only person that only ever hears what Kashimo truly feels. You can tell when Hajime is feeling down.. So when you mention it Kashimo just gives in and squirms like a big baby. He can get real emotional, you’ll see him cry once in a very blue bright neon moon. You (hopefully 👁️👁️.) reassure him it’s okay to feel that kind of way. Thats what he loves about you, knowing that you’ll always be there for him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Is inpatient. I’m not even gonna lie to you he can’t be patient if it saved his own life. With you though, thats a different story. He could be all day with you. You push the hell out his buttons sometimes, but he could never hate you so he just deals with it. He loves you so you can take your sweet time with him and he doesn’t care all that much. Hajime knows that you’re patient with him 24/7 so thats a way he could pay you back. It can even be a little challenging for him , due to having very little patience. At the end of the day he doesn’t mind. You’re lucky he loves you so much.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He will notice the smallest things about you. It’s almost everyday you catch him studying you like something special and sacred, you don’t even have to ask him to memorize numerous of things about you. Your appearance or things you like, you just in general are like an image he can’t get out of his head. Any thing about you is like a puzzle he can solve easily without even trying too hard. It is almost weird how well his memory can be. Not that you complain. Kashimo forgets nothing about you and will always please you when you’re bored with things you like to do. Or notice that you changed your hair or makeup. Will question it but doesn’t mind. Likes anything you like, and loves when you try something new.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Speaking of pleasing you when you’re bored. Sharing moments with you are so magical to him. Especially when doing something you enjoy, Hajime can’t get enough of how much fun you have when he takes you out. He doesn’t have a specific favorite scenario with you. Kashimo can’t choose which was his favorite. He does like watching the stars with you, the both of you do it quite often. Your eye sparkle like they are stars themselves. You’re such a beautiful view late a night. You are always glowing even in the darkest of times throughout the day.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Doesn’t care about himself. That has never been his concern. You come first, every single time. Would die for you, would kill for you. He can’t stand to see you hurt. With him around, you probably never have to worry about ever having the tiniest of scratches ever. Kashimo will go Limits beyond limits just to make sure you’re safe. Will drop everything he is doing just for you. He won’t keep you in a cage or anything, but is just cautious and afraid to lose you. It’s a dangerous world out there. Maybe will let you go out, all he asks is to not go alone and make sure it’s with someone he can trust. (Hajime is not trying to bother you. He just would hate to lose you or see you injured and would blame himself for eternity.)

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Is so cute. Like the cutest. It’s the thought that counts with him. Hajime puts his heart into his efforts and you know he does. “I know it’s not perfect” Type guy. Really, you adore his little attempts on satisfying you. You can always just ask too, if you wanna be left alone the entire day, no problem. You want to stay with him all day and enjoy quality time together? No need to even ask twice. Is hard working already in general, he just doesn’t know when to quit when it comes to you. The outcome won’t always be the biggest or greatest but he tried. Kashimo appreciates you and will show you it even if it’s a little crappy. Gives you hand-made gifts. Thinks they’re cuter. In which, his paper flowers are always better than real ones in your eyes. Dates or anniversaries? Will take you both to your favorite spot, or wherever you want to go. If you want to lay on bed all day, go ahead. Won’t do a so great job on tidying up.. But again, it’s the thought that counts.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Hajime is stubborn, too stubborn for his own good and loves to fight. He has this thing with fighting and being victorious. You scold him about it constantly. Always searching for people stronger than him. It gets him hurt in the process, you don’t understand how he could be so addicted to it? Kashimo plays with fire constantly and its dangerous, life threatening. You know that he is strong. That means nothing less from him being a Mortal. You hate how he plays with his own life, it was just something regular for him? You get concerned sometimes and tell him to just stop. Knocking sense into his thick skull. It died down overtime, he only did it for you. But he’s so use to it he can’t even help himself. It never fully left and won’t be going anywhere but will try.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Between you two, he hates his hair. It gets in the way of battle. And how soft his face can look. It makes him look less intimidating. Thats pretty much it, he claims he doesn’t really care but you know it bothers him. You talk to him about it and you made him feel confident. (like vro you’re a pretty boy?) He doesn’t like talking about it because he thinks being insecure is just foolish, especially over ‘stupid’ things. But you also helped that you tell him how handsome he is and now he looks at himself with pride. You made him a lot more comfortable in his own skin. He smiles every-time he looks in his reflection, knowing you would praise his looks. Kashimo still asks himself how he got so lucky with someone like you.. But thats beside the point. He thanks you for making him feel better about his features.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Is miserable and hates being departed from you. He is still not used from being separated from you even when he is constantly away. Dealing with curses and who knows what. All he thinks of is you, if you’re okay, if you miss him like he misses you, the list goes on. Or even when you two get into arguments, he apologizes the very next day. All it takes him is a little less than twenty-four hours to see how vulnerable he truly is when you’re not with him. You’re his other half and it physically and mentally hurts him when you’re not there. Hajime cannot stand it, that feeling he gets when your company isn’t invading him. He knew it was dangerous but he would invite you to missions, missing you that much. It was always your decision. You never had to come if you didn’t want to.. Kashimo would just enjoy your support.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Is a total brat- like imagine him pouting when something doesn’t go his way. Acts all high mighty and stuff when all it took you was to snap your fingers and force him to behave. Putting him in his place, telling him that he acted like a child. Puts his head down in shame. (walk him like a dog sis) For sure has a little bratty attitude too, but just think of playing his little games with him. Fumbling him with no second thought as his pitifully goes silent. Kashimo doesn’t know if he hates it or likes it. The fact that you know how to work him when he starts acting all moody, it’s.. Interesting. He swears he can’t stand you sometimes. Hajime loves it. Or hates it.. He still doesn’t know. Knows for a fact he finds it quite pleasing. Thats for sure.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I can totally see Kashimo despising a cheater. Hajime hates when you talk to other people for a reason, that exact reason in-fact. You would break his heart and he would never forgive you. And I mean never. Thats what a relationship is for, he trusted you and you’re willing to do that like it’s nothing..? No thanks. Will not tolerate that one bit. It would break his heart but refuses to deal with that. If you’re willing to do it once what makes him look stupid enough to think you won’t do it twice. Or several times? Loses the trust right then and there. Nope- just absolutely not.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Needs to hold something, anything. Tosses and turns if something is not in his touch. As soon as you scotch to him and allow him to wrap his arm around you, he’s a rock. Still drools and snores or whatever but is stiff. You would think he is dead if you didn’t pay that much attention. You love snuggling with him, but the worse part about it is you’re stuck. Every movement you make he pulls you in closer and tighter. Not allowing you to go anywhere even when he is unconscious. You sadly have to punch him awake or something like that to wake him up. That would be your only escape. Groans and looks at you cluelessly with an eyebrow raised. Falls asleep not even thirty seconds later. You just sigh, he wakes up early so you just have to suffer a little bit longer.

idk if a sfw alphabet for our glorious princess exists. Glad to be the first person to it 🫦

i haven’t done kashimo in awhile lordie 😫. Anywayss im back and im alive luvs

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idyllic-affections · 1 year

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i just read both of your muichiro works and I’m really impressed 😭😭💓, so I would like to request some thing. What would the reader (gender neutral pls) have to do to cheer giyuu,obanai and muichiro when they are is sad

what might one need to do to raise the hashiras' spirits?

summary. how do you comfort the hashiras?

trigger & content warnings. no applicable warnings.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. reverse comfort. muichiro tokito & reader, kyojuro rengoku & reader, tengen uzui & reader. 0.7k words. no pronouns for reader.

author's thoughts. hello lovely!! thank you so much. muichiro is like... my favorite ever, so recieving praise for the content i write of him is so heart-warming <33 on a more serious note, please please remember to read my rules before requesting. like any writer, i have boundaries. it states who i do and don't write for, and as of right now, i'm just not comfortable writing for giyuu or obanai. i replaced them w/ kyojuro and tengen. muichiro's is the longest though bc i love my son <3333 also this is kind of a different writing style than my usual content? if you guys like it enough i might try to use it more often.

T. MUICHIRO—

oh this boy. this poor boy.

i like to think that he goes through random bouts of sadness and frustration, especially before he regains his memory; he doesn't even know where his deep-seated rage towards demons come from! that fact just perpetuates his frustration. he can't understand why he's so angry and that only serves to anger him more.

also, let's not forget that he's a child. he is a fourteen-year-old child. he has a hard time processing his feelings and working through his trauma alone. children need love and support, love and support that he does not get enough of.

(the other hashira try their best, but let's be honest—they're all always so busy. they wouldn't realistically have time to attend to the emotional needs of a child.)

i don't care how independent canon muichiro seems to be.

he is a child. he grew up too fast.

to ease his soul, i think the best course of action would simply be to dote on him.

he needs the attention. he really does.

dote on him.

brush and braid his hair (braiding it would have practical value, after all!) with his permission, cook for him... just small, familial gestures.

he may or may not cry.

if he does, squeeze his hand and run your thumb over his knuckles. he's like a cat; do not make any further contact unless he initiates it first.

he probably won't vent because he doesn't know what's upsetting him. just let him cry it out. don't expect an explanation (and don't be surprised if he forgets about his breakdown soon after it happens).

give him a lil forehead kiss. he deserves it.

R. KYOJURO—

kyojuro is an interesting one!

i personally think that doing little domestic things with him would be a good way to cheer him up.

or even just doing things with him, spending time with him.

take a walk! go out to eat! make friendship bracelets! any activities done together are always a good bet with kyojuro.

simple little gestures are definitely the way to go, too. he's got a big heart. it's really not too hard to cheer him up, as long as your efforts are genuine.

also, definitely give him a big hug. he'd love that. squeeze him like your life depends on it. it won't hurt him; he's a hashira. he'll be fine.

i headcanon that he's a very good cook!

he is, however, a disaster with baking.

doing things like cooking and baking with him would raise his spirits so so effectively. trying to teach him how to bake would be really good for making him laugh, because i guaruntee that you & him would end up covered in flour and shit like that LMAO

be sure to listen to him talk if he decides on opening up. he'll appreciate having someone that listens.

U. TENGEN—

we all know this man is flashy and loud!

because of this, i think the best way to cheer him up would actually just be sitting in the silence with him.

no words, nothing. just calm silence between two friends.

observe the stars at night with him. listen to the wind rustle leaves and blades of grass.

anything that's simply low effort and relaxing would be good for him, i think. he's got so much energy all the time. tengen spends so much time being... loud and—obviously—flashy.

because of that, every now and then, he needs quiet time to recover.

he needs to decompress sometimes.

like kyojuro, i think he'd appreciate a good hug too. in his case though, it would be best and most effective to hug him once he's feeling better, not while he's feeling bad.

with his permission, massage the tension out of his shoulders. that would help too.

really, he just needs a judgement-free safe space in which he can wind down. i don't imagine him as the type to vent, so that's not something he'd be doing. he just needs someone who understands his need for the quiet, someone who won't pressure him to open up when he just isn't ready to.

he just needs a friend to be there for him.

please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 1 year

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Hiii I saw your requests open

Can I ask for nozel with an s/o who's been in a past abusive relationship and one day has a bad fight with nozel because he's been really busy and neglecting their relationship and she wanted to confront him and he raised his voice and s/o flinches as their trauma resurfaces and she thinks he would hit her?

Hurt/comfort fic pls

Hello! ^^

Oh hurt-comfort my beloved. Hmm... Let's see. I do hope that the comfort was fluffy enough, since I tried to make it as credible as possible. But there is comfort at the end.

Pairing: Nozel x gn!reader

Fanfic type: Oneshot

Genre: hurt-comfort

Length: ~1.6k

Warnings: Referenced/implied former abusive relationship (thus reader is a survivor of domestic/in relationship violence), descriptions of trauma responses, a verbal fight/argument between reader and Nozel, this is only one potential depiction of experiences with this type of a past, if this theme/topic makes you uncomfortable please refrain from reading, Nozel apologizes for having raised his voice at the end and comforts reader

Nozel was a busy man. And you understood that. You respected it. Because it wasn’t that he was busy merely out of his own doing, since his work dependent a lot on the works and schedules of many others. So, you didn’t feel that you could rightfully blame him entirely of being away so much.

But… that being said, since you were together, shouldn’t he make some time in his schedule for you too? It wasn’t that you were asking for much either. Just a little bit of attention here and there, not having to spend the majority of his day with you, because that was impossible. And you did need your own space too, so it wasn’t about that. It was just… wanting to feel appreciated.

You had already experienced one relationship where you hadn’t… been… appreciated… but instead objectified and… Quite frankly, you didn’t want to even think about those times. They were a part of your past yes, and there was no un-doing of it, but it was… still painful to remember. And it would be painful to remember for years to come.

It had also taken such a long time for you to open up to Nozel because of it. Because you were afraid of letting someone like that into your life again, and his public demeanour hadn’t really helped. But. In the end he had shown what kind of a person he was deep inside, which had ended up being the total opposite of your ex. Which is why you had dared to let him close, and which was why you were now, brave enough to contemplate on bringing this up, the lack of affection and attention, to Nozel.

You trusted him to … not necessarily be happy about it, because it wasn’t a nice topic of discussion, but you trusted him enough to talk to him about it. That you could talk to him about it.

It still didn’t mean that you wanted to bring it up. You didn’t want to fight about it. But… things weren’t going to get better just by waiting. You had learned that the hard way too.

So. There you were. Standing outside of his office door, taking a deep breath, and made up your mind. You’d need to talk about it.

And so you knocked on the door, hearing him welcoming you in.

“Is something wrong?” The question caught you off guard a little bit. Because you would have expected him to at least greet you, but then again, he was in work mode, hunched over the table, eyes glued onto the stacks upon stacks of papers in front of him. So, it was… understandable. But you would have wished him to at least greet you properly.

“Actually… there is,” you admitted, closing the door behind you.

He lifted his gaze to you with a quirked eyebrow, as if not having expected that reply, despite asking the question.

“I’d like to talk about something,” you continued, already feeling your heart racing, because you were doing something you had never done before. Raising an issue with your spouse, and it made you feel nauseous, uneasy, perhaps even scared. Even if you did trust him. But the feelings and learned behaviours wouldn’t go away just with the knowledge. It would take time for them to diminish, and hopefully, with enough time, to vanish entirely.

“And that would be…?” He leaned back in his chair with a puzzled look on his face that was laced with a hint of worry, but more so with apprehension.

“I would-, I don’t feel like there’s enough affection in our relationship,” it sounded clumsy, and was not untrue, but you didn’t really like the way it came out either.

“Not enough affection?” He repeated, to make sure, but it sounded almost like he was questioning the statement.

“Yeah, like I don’t feel like… you’re investing a lot of time in ‘us’, and we don’t spend a lot of time together and I’d just like to feel… cared for,” that was better, but still not quite how you wanted to say it either.

“I don’t have a lot of time to spend on anything aside of work,” he told her.

“And I know that,” you agreed. “But still I wished that you would show me that you care.”

“I can’t be there with you around the clock.”

“I’m not asking for that,” your tone grew more insisting, more demanding, because frustration gnawed at you. He wasn’t hearing what you were saying. “I’m asking you to put some effort into us.”

“I am putting effort!” He snapped.

You flinched.

Took a step back. Put your arms in front of yourself. As if to shield yourself from a hit.

The room was quiet.

A pause.

Your eyes were to the side, and your heart was racing. You could feel your body trembling. And your breathing was growing more rapid as there was a sound of blood rushing through your ears.

But still, you heard him calling out your name, and as you lowered your arms to look at him, you saw… his expression.

He looked terrified.

He looked like you, probably, looked like.

Which was… strange, because he shouldn’t be, out of the two of you, the one to look like that.

But he did. He looked horrified. As he realized what he had done. And how you reacted, thinking that he would do something like that. Because he wouldn’t.

Sure, he had lost his temper. He had snapped, and raised his voice, but he would never do something… like that. He would never hurt you. He would never mean to hurt you in any way.

It was a look of genuine guilt, remorse and pain that you saw in his eyes.

“I’m sorry…” he said, with a whisper. It sounded foreign, coming from him; the apology. But the fact that it sounded foreign, didn’t make it sound any less sincere.

His lips stayed parted, but no more words came out. Instead, his head swayed from side to side, as if he was shaking it. Trying to scold himself in his own defeat. And as he did, as he scolded himself, he got up and circled around the table close to where you were standing.

“May I…?” He asked, holding out his arms, just a little bit, but he did, as you just stood there, trying to calm your still trembling body while cursing at the involuntary response.

It might have been involuntary, but it didn’t mean that you liked it.

But still you nodded to him. Because he was trying. You could see that he was trying.

And the steps that he took, while coming closer to wrap you into his embrace, were slow and hesitant, as if he was still asking if he could. His embrace was tight and secure, but still felt like the kind from which you could pull away from. If you wanted to. He wouldn’t force you to stay, or go. He was trying to reflect you, as much as possible. To go by your terms.

But most importantly, he was being there for you.

“I… know you’re busy,” you said after a brief moment, while sinking into his embrace as the trembling diminished with each passing second. “But I… want to feel like… a part of your life. I want you to be a part of my life…”

He nodded, without a word. But it felt like he was finally listening what you were saying.

“And I… I just… miss you…” that was it. That was what you had wanted to convey to him. That you missed him. You wanted to feel close to him, and that you mattered. But most importantly, you missed him.

“I miss you too,” he admitted, again with a whisper, but you knew that it’d take a while for him to talk about his feelings with anything more than a whisper.

It’d take time for the both of you, to open up more, and out-grow previously learned habits and behaviours. But you’d do so together.

“You matter,” he continued. “You matter the most to me, and I’ll… try to make more room for you. It’ll take some time for me to move things around in my calendar since it’s a hectic season, but it’s-“

“It’s not really about the amount of time,” you interjected his whispering ramble. “It’s that… when we are together, I want you to be present more,” you replied, and it surprised even you a little bit. But that was the thing. You knew that he couldn’t just take time off, because the kingdom dependent on him. But what little time he had with you, you wanted to feel like he was putting effort into it. “Like… when I come in through the door, maybe greet me. Leave a note here and there and… I wouldn’t be opposed to some flowers like… every two weeks or something… I just want to know that you’re thinking about me.”

“You’re all that I think about.”

“Then I just want to see it.”

Neither of you had answers of how would your best relationship look like. What was your shared loved language? It wasn’t something that you could definitely say, not at this time, at least. But little by little you’d grow to know it. What mattered right now, is that you both wanted to get there. You both wanted to learn to love each other, and you both cared about each other. Because mistakes happen, in every relationship, but the real, true, genuine relationships always have care in them. And you did.

Now it was just about learning to show it in a way that the other would understand.

#nozel silva x reader #nozel x reader #black clover fanfiction #black clover oneshot #black clover x reader

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geonwooz · 10 months

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♡ DATING HEADCANONS — HONG WOOJIN

bf!woojin x reader | wc : 0.4k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, domestic fluff, established relationship | request : hello 👋 if it's not a bother for you can i pls request dating and jealousy headcanons for geonwoo and woojin? it's alright if you don't. thank you anyways | loki's lines : this is definitely shit 😭

omg woojin is so babygirl like it's not so obvious but if you think about it, it is very much present (tell me i am wrong, like actually, tell me)

bro has an "oppa complex" tho so you can best bet he tried to be all manly and macho when you two first met

but all those walls crumbled down when you two got close, and woojin found you just so comfortable to be himself and you'd embrace it with wide arms

there's never a dull moment with him; he's always cracking jokes, telling you some story that'll have you two occupied for hours

if you are someone who listens, woojin wouldn't mind your lack of words, speaking on your behalf as well as he'd recount his day's activities with you

but if you are just as talkative, he is also a great listener, reacting well to every single thing you have to say which makes you happy

manz has every single expression known to mankind so conversations are never bland with him

even if you don't exchange any words, an entire conversation could be held just with woojin's facial expressions

gunwoo absolutely adores you bc now he doesn’t have to deal with his hyung’s talkative ass and has someone who will (very much gladly) take care of him

initially, for your dates, woojin would take you to renowned and expensive places bc he really likes you and hope you are impressed by everything

but later on, after he truly gets to know you, he knows you’ll be just as happy if he were to take you to his aunt's little food shop

he is very super-duper protective of you as well — so protective to the point it can get a tad bit annoying

woojin truly loves you and initially tried to hide whatever happened at “work” just so you wouldn't be put into any danger by association with him

but when he got badly injured that one time (iykyk) gunwoo called you bc he was scared and briefed you on everything that was going on in their lives

after that, you’d join their little gang, knowing well that if anything were to happen this time around, you were there to protect woojin

gunwoo would be the most excited when you ‘asked’ to join them (fun fact: there was no asking, you pretty much told them you were working with them)

he’d genuinely be happy to have you around bc he knows that even if he won’t be able to, at least you’ll be there to protect woojin as much as woojin is there to protect you guys

like i said before, woojin is full of energy and passion and you are the perfect counterbalance for him — you are the ice to his fire, the moon to his sun, the black cat to his golden retriever

all in all, you two are definitely the most powering power couple out there

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cloudcountry · 9 months

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MITSUNARI X READER PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS

(specifically a reader that, instead of being a seamstress or a tactile artist, is instead a poet. Or a poetic writer. He reads all their works and adores them to bits. Info dumping to his Warlord buddies about how good the writing and symbolism is lol! I just want a sweet husband that enjoys my writing w/ me lol).

SUMMARY: domestic bliss with your husband, mitsunari!!

WARNINGS: mentions of aging and death.

COMMENTS: i hope i did him justice!! this is my first time writing for him JASGFDASJ DIES i took it in a bit of a different direction so i hope you like it ^^

You don’t notice your husband as he creeps into your shared bedroom, sliding the door shut behind him as he stares at you. His eyes are soft, crinkling with both love and age as he makes his way over to you.

He knows better than to disturb you when you’re working, so instead he sits a little ways away from you, telling himself that he’ll look through his books until you’re done.

But even as his hand reaches for a book, his eyes are still trained on you.

He eventually looks away from you and turns his attention to the pages before him, reading about a military strategy he’s studied a million times. The silence is most welcome, the soothing atmosphere in your shared space never failing to bring you both peace after you’ve worked so hard every day.

Of course, there are times when one of you has to open up the door and drag the other outside for some fresh air so the two of you aren’t stuck in a room all day, and of course that someone is normally you, but neither of you would have it any other way.

Dinnertime rolls around and you have enough sense (and time awareness) to place your writing utensil down, gazing at the multitude of pages you’ve covered in satisfaction. Plenty of work was done today.

You’re unsurprised when you turn your head and see your husband buried in a pile of books, his glasses slipping down his nose as he furrows his brow at the page. There’s no telling how long he’s been there, hunched over the pages as he studies them so intently, but you’re one and the same in that regard.

“Mitsunari,” you call, getting up from your seat at your desk and wincing as your knee lets out an alarming crack, “It’s time for dinner.”

He doesn’t answer, but you didn’t expect him to. Carefully, you make your way over to him, making sure you don’t bump into any of his precious books. As you kneel at his side, you gently take the book out of his hands and remove his glasses, setting them aside.

“Mitsunari?” you call his name again, and this time your voice is enough to snap him out of his trance.

“Oh! Hello.” he smiles, so sweetly and brightly when he notices you that it’s a tad embarrassing, “Is it time for dinner yet? I’m so sorry if I kept you waiting.”

Oh, he’s an angel. There’s nothing that brings you more joy than being married to him, you’re certain of it.

“Yes, it is. Would you like to come with me to collect our meals?” you ask, getting up from your kneeling position and offering a hand to him.

“Of course.” he says, voice dreamy and soft, “I’d go anywhere for you.”

It’s bad for your heart, you’ve decided. He can’t just say those things when all you’re doing is getting dinner. But with the way he hums a cheery tune and intertwines your fingers, you can’t bring yourself to object to his flowery words.

Besides, if anyone’s an expert at those words, it should be you.

You and Mitsunari make your way to the kitchen, where sure enough, two trays are waiting for you. You two know each other well enough to know each other's tastes, so after offering a thank you to the chef (who comments on how cute is it that the two of you eat together, being the tease he is) you grab the dinner you know is yours and make your way back to your room.

“Would you like to eat outside today?” you suggest, “Since the sun is going down, it’ll be very pretty outside.”

“If it would make you happy, of course we can.” he wraps an arm around your waist and kisses your temple.

You feel your face grow warm when you feel his smile against your skin.

The evening air is cool as it hits your heated face. Mitsunari sits on the stairs, gazing out at the open sky above. You follow, feeling the world as it turns.

You suddenly feel small.

Your heart squeezes in your chest when you think about how similar your time period and this time period are, even if you call one home and had abandoned the other. It will always be a part of you, just like how the Earth still spins, even five hundred years in the future.

You’re married now. You’re growing older, and it hurts your head to think that with every passing day, you‘re getting closer to the day you’re born.

It’s strangely poetic, to be destined to die long before you’re born.

“What were you writing about today?” Mitsunari asks, his eyes trained on your face.

You probably looked sad, you realize. There wouldn’t have been a reason for him to interrupt with something you love if you looked okay.

“I was writing about someone who found their soulmate, about the effects of aging on the body and how it doesn’t mar the soul...because no matter how fast we decay, the fact that we existed and loved and lost will never stop being true.” you answer, turning your gaze away from him and towards the stars, “I think...I should make my next piece about how the world moves as a whole unit, leaving humans behind in death but bringing new ones into the unit by birth, and how no matter what the Earth will keep spinning because she’s more powerful than any of us know.”

“You have a lovely mind,” he says, gazing at you like you’re the Earth...like you’re the world.

You feel yourself flush again at his praise. He’s far too sweet to you, slathering your heart in his honey-coated words. It makes you sluggish and slow, it makes an utter fool out of someone who should know words like the back of their hand.

For once, you don’t use words, and instead, you lean in to kiss him. He reciprocates immediately, and you take comfort in the fact that the Earth gave you a chance to meet someone like him.

It feels like she’s smiling at the two of you as you thank her.

#i hope its obvious who the chef is LMAO #aims <3 #auburn's fics <3 #ikesen #ikemen sengoku #ishida mitsunari #ikesen mitsunari #ikemen sengoku mitsunari #ikesen mitsunari x reader #mitsunari ishida x reader #ikemen sengoku mitsunari ishida x reader #mitsunari ishida fluff #ikesen mitsunari ishida fluff

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formulawonu · 2 years

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could you do svt + asking you to be their s/o?? 🥺

seventeen & questions

a/n: hi im back ... imagining + writing this made me so sad bec i realized its never gonna happen to me 🤠 jhsdkasjd

seungcheol: cheol would be the type to bring u to where u guys first met then say something like this is where our story started and i wanna start a new chapter with u if you'd let me... ur impressed n touched n feeling all kinds of things bec why is he so cool how does he do these things but he's internally PANICKING SHAKING NERVOUS HES NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE it all turns out well of course. cute

jeonghan: "why are u looking at me like that" "stop it" but jeonghan continues to just fondly stare at u with a small smile on his face:( "what is it" "just you" honestly you're a lil flustered but then he sighs and hes trying to act nonchalant by going "why dont we just make things official" "yoon jeonghan are u asking me out" "if ur answer is yes then yes" hes playing games til the end but he is very much serious 🙏

joshua: i think he's a classic guy so he would take you on a pretty picnic date and u guys would have fun and the tension between ur two hands beside each other is SUFFOCATING for both of u bec lets face it u wanna hold hands 😪 and when ur both thinking the same thing and he cant take it anymore he lays his hand over yours or takes ur hand in his and he tells u abt his feelings and asks u to be his s/o and u say yes and its PERFECT! no notes for mr hong

junhui: PLSSSS JUNHUI WOULD BE SO NERVOUS HED BRING U TO A FUN PLACE like an amusement park... or an aquarium date idk... and u guys are laughing the whole time and having a blast and at one point he turns to u and just lets you know how much he loves being around u and how he loves who he is when hes with u 😭 obv he asks u if u wanna be his s/o and u say yes :/ u guys r giddy the entire time after

hoshi: he wants everything to be perfect and choreographed and planned like he's consulting all the romantics in the group (read as: minghao seungkwan joshua fight me) like where should he go? how should he ask? is it too soon? how do i accept rejection if it happens? little to his knowledge u overhear them talking fml idfjkhdfj when he finally does go through with his plan u let him do it and u can see how nervous and calculating he is for his next steps but its SO CUTE U DONT HAVE THE HEART TO SAY U KNOW djfkghs

wonwoo: im gonna cry wonwoo is the type to just do it while u guys are doing something so casual and so domestic because for him it just feels natural. it just makes sense that this is the next step of ur relationship. u guys might be reading books on the couch or watching a movie next to each other or cooking ramen and he pauses to talk to you seriously and let u know how he's feeling. it's just so simple with him and it leaves you both so assured of ur relationship im sick.

woozi: hes a lil shy he's playing u a song he's just learned the chords to or maybe he learns the chords to ur favorite song and he's SINGING HIS HEART OUT FOR YOU bec he's also trying to put his thoughts together but ur obviously smitten for the man 🙄 he could ask you to do his laundry and u would say yes be for real

minghao: he'd take you to watch the sunset with him on a hill or on a nice walk in the park and i think he'd ask you while you guys are looking out at the view. he'd be very straightforward about it and it amazes him how he's able to feel so much for someone and that it's okay if you don't feel the same he does it's something he just needs to let you know he doesn't want you to feel pressured to say yes or agree to anything but HELLO???!!!!!! thats a perfect man right there

mingyu: he'd show up at ur door with a bouquet of roses or something 😭 "kim mingyu ur over doing it i know ur in love with me already" pls imagine the banter u two would have dkjffh his face would fall n be like "ok fine these arent for u then they're for ur next door neighbor" kdfhjdjfhg SULKY PUPPY anw u accept the roses and he takes u out for a nice meal then when u guys are otw back suddenly hes all "ok hear me out im gonna be serious for once" then he tells u all about his feelings and after hes staring at u waiting for u to say something and u just laugh and plant a kiss on his cheek. its done. how do u even pull a kim mingyu

seokmin: PLSSSSS LIKE HED BE CLOSE TO TEARS either from the nervousness or the emotions that overtake him when he's spilling his heart and soul out to you :((( i think he'd take you out to dinner then ask you over the meal and after that he's all "how was that?" and pls just put him out of his misery tell him he did great u feel the same way bec it was all he could think of during the days leading up to it

seungkwan: omfg seungkwan would just know the way to ur heart. like i think u guys would have such a great foundation before he thinks of asking u to be his s/o so if ur someone that wants something fancy and big he'll do it but if ur someone that just wants it light and personal he'll do that also :( he really thinks about what you would want first instead of his own emotions and feelings rfkdgrhf

vernon: plssss vernon when u guys start seeing each other he thinks that naturally means u guys are already dating or each other's s/o until someone brings it up and he's like huh no i have not asked them... i think it'd come up when he like just talks to you and has the define the relationship talk w u and u both agree that u feel the same way and there we go. you just continue on with the happy life u both have. as i have said before he is a simple man <3

dino: NO BECAUSE HES TAKING HIS SWEEEET TIME because he doesnt know how to gauge if u feel as deeply as he does if u even like him like that?!?!?! like what if its all in his head and ur just being the nice person u are????? omfg if im being honest u have to ask him if he wants to be ur bf and hes all "NO NO NO DONT ASK ME THAT IT SHOULD BE ME ASKING U" fml its implied after that convo but he'll still do something later on to properly ask u :")

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spookyji · 2 years

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hello hello im so loving this txt and their hybrids u have going on ^^

picture the boys hanging out together for the first time in a while, after being busy and working really hard, they all look like varying degrees of exhaustion.

yeonjun and soobin look like they've just had a spiritual cleanse, eyes still a little baggy but there's a glow to them. they're smiling more and they cary themselves like they're floating ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙

gyu and kai well... if the wrinkled shirt and knotted hair says anything, is that they've been dragged around like a rag. but their builds are more toned and firm, like they've been doing cardio after cardio.

and.. well... our taehyunnie looks like he's slept on a wooden board with a cheese grater as a blanket 💀 the boys are like ಠ_ಠ u good bro? but he's fine really he loves his kitty so much and sometimes it's him that gets carried away while burrying u into the mattress ( ͡°з ͡°)

OK here’s a braindump on txt n their domestic hybrids lol if we like ill consider using it as a basis for a domestic hybrid series ^^

yeonjun n his bunny who is sooo innocent even after everything he’s done to u <3 like still gets confused n humps pillows when he’s not there bc u get turned on sooo easily just hybrid things <3 ngl jjun n free use is such a thing like you’re his cute bunny pet n he can stuff his cock in your cute cunny whenever bc he owns <3 getting the prettiest collars n getting pampered while giving him a bj n always sitting on his lap no excuses! and sooo much cockwarming ahaha he’s so insatiable for u mwah

soobin n his bunny hybrid he adores taking care of like sooo much dollification energy ahaha like fr n is soo into pampering like pls he will feed u while petting your ears n sitting on his lap >< still teaching n is soo into corruption like sir— (not like rough like jjun tho!!) probably sooo obedient n he’s into it like let him take care of u n feel up your cute boobs while petting your ears and having nice sweet love making sessions on the regular ?? also soobin pushing his cum back into ur cunny bc it’s too much n then he gets flustered n hard again eeek like so much size kink n bulge kink n teaching eeek >< envy n hes such a gentle owner like ugh n he never goes anywhere bc ur so clingy in like a cute way n not an annoying way LOL ok

… sigh. beomgyu n his puppy hybrid big trouble coming >< pretty much non stop energy ugh like istg i don’t think there’s a safe spot to sit in his apartment since he got u <3 like he pounds u in the morning on the counter n ugh suck him off on the sofa n probably on the balcony n like ugh u two r double trouble :P when ur not having sex just playing w/ u outside n giving him licks on the cheek to show affection n just flopping down w ur head on his lap for pets n ear scratches >< why so cute

uh oh. not taehyun n his cat hybrid biggest brat of all time n such a trouble maker >< so much brat going on I can’t— biting his fingers when u don’t want to do smth n scratching when u don’t get attention n always lazing around on his bed while he works while being soo whiny for attention >< like taehyun non stop bite marks on his pretty fingers n has soo many troubles like never getting sleep bc u steal his bedding n sleep in the closet or u sleep w your head on his abs n then he can’t get comfy or has to constantly rub your ears so u don’t start wailing n howling >< sooo much punishment n overstim fr ugh pls probably have red marks on your cute ass all the time n it shows bc u wear oversized shirts only bc u don’t like the way pants don’t have tail holes— ugh only way to make his kitty obedient is to stuff ur cunny w his warm cum so u get nice n submissive <3

and cute disaster hyuka n his puppy hybrid having chaos all the time ~~ raging bulge kink n is gets hard almost every morning bc he wakes up to ur cute sleeping puppy self curled up next to him n tail flicking his crotch— ugh getting pounded by needy hyuka n licking his cheek or riding him in the morning is such a thing— ugh he’s sooo into u n probably always has crumpled shirts bc u follow him around all the time n just pounce on him n lick his cheek n he’s always carrying u on his back everywhere bc he’s big n strong n sweet >< like from puppy hybrids where gyu gets stamina kai gets stronger n broader eeek so cute n ugh so bad at taking care of u probably lost the owner manual for hybrids n just does his best <3 also the worst pull out game istg also likes to give u tummy rubs

so when they meet up for boys nights ugh they’re just sooo… tiredly hot LOL u know what I mean ahaha like yeonjun probably pounded his bunny before he left n taehyun having to watch his cameras in his house to make sure his kitty didn’t steal his blanket again (ya… not happening) n soobin w just his lazy self like he’s soo glowy n in love so cute— n gyu probably messiest hair ever n just like enjoying a little bit of quiet >< n kai showing up late n a little winded but soo happy eeeek >< it’s so cute ahaha they probably have fun discussions about their pets all the time lol not comparing but just laughing ^^ share a nice drink (LEGAL line) n some dinner before they go home… gyu n kai r tackled by their cute puppies n soobin n yeonjun w their obedient bunnies sleeping n…. taehyun’s kitty howling n horny again ><

#what do we think?#yas ok this was fun lol IM JUST BRAIN DUMPING FOR THE SERIES IM PLANNING #so this is just like domestic hybrid idea braindump for the series?#ya just for funzies ahaha #also sorry about the hybrid spam :(( to my readers who aren’t into it #mille.inbox #mille.anon #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts

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blushblush-readerinsertsnthings · 1 year

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Hello there! Are you doing requests? If yes, can you do some dating headcanons for Seth, Poe and Scale pls?

yes, absolutely! some of my favorite bois <3 <3 <3

POE

Honestly, dating him is about what you’d expect, with a few little surprises sprinkled in for fun. Gotta keep things fresh, can’t have you getting super bored of him. He’s the kind of guy who likes to hang out in graveyards and he’s a bit morbid… but at the same time, he’s definitely down-to-Earth. Compared to some of the other guys, he’s almost normal.

Writes poetry about you sometimes? While he doesn’t advertise it, he’s a romantic at heart. He likes doing those sappy things, comparing the touch of your hand in his hair to the cool breeze of a mausoleum, and your kiss is like the first breath that the dead take upon resurrection… perhaps he keeps writing these things because you’re the first person to truly appreciate his dark, flowery language.

He texts you a lot, especially if you have a job or studies that keep you away. He’s got more free time, being a student (one who can admit to slacking off somewhat in areas which don’t interest him), so he can get slightly bored and when he’s bored, his mind wanders to you. To see Hey. Hanging out in the library. And I’m thinking of you. I might check out this book… wanna come summon demons with me later? ;) with a picture of him smirking behind some ancient-looking tome makes you very happy. Maybe you’ll even consider it! Would be a hell of a way to spend a Saturday night, huh?

‘Melancholy flower’/’melon cauliflower’ for a vegan emo isn’t the only pun he has up his sleeve. He’s also got other small references too, and puns aren’t his preferred method of one-lining. If it’ll get you to smile, however, he’ll use them. Particularly if he feels awkward and doesn’t think he has much else to say, he’ll pun. A well-timed quip of, “Well, look at that. Good for them; they’ve got one foot in the rave.” in response to a couple of elderly partygoers decked out in glow sticks will have you giggling, at least. Or he hopes it will. He almost wishes you’d never stop laughing, it’s the best sound he’s ever heard.

In addition to just texting you a bunch, he also loves to send you naughty pictures. Nothing too bad that anyone else would be appalled to seeing on your phone… just tiny things to tease you. Photos of him wearing a new pair of skeleton underwear accompanied by a caption of, What do you think? Too many bones? 😉 Or maybe a pic of his hand resting on his bare thigh, with the excuse that he wants to know what you think of the nail polish he just put on. All’s fair, isn’t it? He definitely wants you thinking about him.

For all that he pretends to be a dark and troubled bad boy, his ideal date night is… getting some takeout, watching a horror flick, and falling asleep on the couch cuddled up in your arms. (Or with you cuddled in his. He’s not picky about that part, as long as there’s cuddling going on!) Often when that happens, he’ll wake up in the middle of the night, gaze fondly at you for a few minutes, and then drift off with a hint of a smile on his face. It’s so disgustingly domestic and he hates how much he loves it.

SCALE

A relationship?? What’s… what’s that??? He’s clueless. And he’s not clueless by virtue of not being intelligent, because he’s very smart. He just… has struggled in connecting with people, for a very long time. Before you, he never really had romance with anyone. His mind was laser-focused on his job, so it was as if he never had time for anything else. Just… be patient with him. He loves you, but he’s very much still learning how to exist inside a romantic relationship.

That said, he’s surprisingly good at knowing how to be a partner. That might be mostly because he’s aware and observant, to the point that he just… notices things about you. He knows what your preferred morning drink is, and he knows what it looks like when you’re tired or in pain, and his heart has begun to beat to match the cadence of your speech. And if there’s something he doesn’t know, he has no shame in asking. (Well… usually.) He brings you a drink or painkillers if you need, encourages you to rest when it seems you’ve been overworking, and he knows how to make you laugh. He very much takes pride in being the best partner for you that he can be.

Uh. Well. It’s. It’s just. He’s an assassin! He’s a serial killer who takes commissions! His lifestyle, while entirely badass as far as he’s concerned, is also dangerous. He’s excellent at what he does, but the fact is that sometimes he has a bad day or his target has a good day. To say nothing of rivalries or competition between assassins, particularly during ‘open’ hits that directly pit them against each other. He will come home injured, it’s just a matter of when it happens. Hopefully you’re not too attached to your carpets, because he’ll stagger in dripping blood all over them, begging you to let him take care of himself. Of course, that’s impossible, so there will definitely be times you’ll have to patch him up in the bathroom. He can’t go to the hospital, right? He… he trusts you to take care of him.

He has quite the singing voice, even if he vehemently denies that he likes to sing. Often he’ll start by humming while the two of you are relaxing and snuggling, and if you insist on watching a musical during movie night, he’ll usually start to sing along in a low voice. For whatever reason he’s embarrassed by it! Although the urge to sing ‘rose’ when he got transformed into a dragon, that is absolutely not to say it wasn’t there before. Singing relaxes him, and it might just be because he’s unpracticed in being vulnerable around people that singing in front of others, even you, flusters him a bit. Though… he likes it if you fall asleep to his singing. That’s flattering.

He can get… possessive. Nowhere near Cole levels of possessive or anything, but his one sore spot is that he is petrified of the idea that he might not be ‘cool’ in your eyes. He’s convinced that you’ll wake up one day, look at him, and go, “Oh, my GOD, you’re so boring.” before walking out of his life forever. And he can’t take that. He will do literally anything in the name of keeping you interested in him. Actually, up to and including admitting that he’s afraid you think he’s boring and that you’re going to leave him. However, it’s a win-win; you get the emotional openness and some meaningful intimacy out of him, and he gets the reassurance that you’re super fascinated with him and you’re not going anywhere. Honesty is SEXY!!!

SETH

Is it getting hot in here, or is just because he’s dragging the essence of hell behind him? Who knows at this point? It’s really his game and you’re just along for the ride. Maybe that’s how you like it. If that wasn’t how you like it, you probably wouldn’t be with him. He likes to do dangerous things, so you’ll have to be careful exactly which ones you do with him. He forgets sometimes that humans can’t take the kinds of abuse that demons can! So if he mentions a ‘vacation’ to his ‘hometown’ by ‘a beautiful lake’, guide him toward something else. That beautiful lake is made of fire, down in hell, and to you it’d be less a vacation and more like a nightmare. Oops! He tried.

Shockingly okay with the whole arrangement he has going with you. It’s a shame he can’t manipulate you, because you sort of see through all his tricks and no-sell any of the bad ideas, but he’s not too broken up. He’s convinced he’ll eventually find something you’ll fall for, so now he’s just biding his time. Except… during that time, he finds himself actually falling for you. That comes with not wanting to hurt you or betray your trust, which means that slowly he loses the urge to manipulate you at all. He goes from wanting your soul to just wanting your heart. Awwwww~!

You wanna wear his hoodie? He’ll let you wear his hoodie. Hell, if his clothes fit you, he’ll let you wear all of them. Not only is he totally fine walking around wearing very little or nothing at all, demons are possessive creatures by nature. It hits that button to see you covered in things that are his, which makes him a very happy little shit-stirrer. You’re so hot wearing all his clothes, (or, indeed, wearing replicas of them if his happen not to fit you), he might just decide to pin you down and kiss every inch of you.

Yes, he’s a demon. And a troublemaker. However, he’s also the Avatar of Woe. Being that he is that, he… has this strange kind of depression. His boredom and anguish and occasional apathy drive him to seek thrills, usually. Other times, though, the woe part overtakes him entirely. If he’s allowed himself to be vulnerable with you, there are times you’ll find him in bed, sobbing uncharacteristically, bunched up in the blankets and completely lost in sorrow. How you react will determine whether or not he lets you see that side of him ever again. As much of a front as he puts up, when the woe hits, all he really wants is to be held and comforted and know you’re there for him.

He’s kind of always touching you in some way, almost as if to stake his claim on you. If the two of you are out walking, he’s holding your hand. If you’re sitting around, he’s got an arm around your waist. He likes to have his hands on you, he likes to be touching and kissing and cuddling. In some ways he forgot what it was like to have a real romance with somebody, and apparently, he’s missed all those small, normal, soft touches. He’s making up for lost time and massive amounts of touch starvation, sue him!

#Blush Blush #Poe #Scale #Seth #headcanons #romantic #fluff #hurt/comfort #yes yes yessssssss <3

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sdjfso hello!!! shanna's here to bother you with another request!!! because well we're [peace sign] not doing good up there in the ol' nogging umu but could i maybe get some soft ch//ya hcs with holding hands maybe,,, i want someone to hold my hand (v pls hold my hand qwq ilysm i hope you're doing well)

HII SHANNA!!! Im so sorry ur brain isnt brbrbrbr-ing,, shakes brain i hope you feel better soon!! it looks like u want poly but i’m gonna do both a la carte & poly because the brain is just feeling it rn [hearts x5] (HOLDS UR HAND ILYSM ;V; i’ve been better but still not that bad!!) thank u sm sm shanna~!! xoxo, v (edit 3 months later: ik ur probably out n about and feeling better but i wanted to get this out for you!! ur such a sweet person ty for giving me this req)

(edit, ONE YEAR AND 6 MONTHS LATER: wow i really thought i got this out and i didn’t.. Time to make things right 💪 EXTREMELY SORRY FOR THE DELAY WAAAAAH ;;)

they r in my heart forever i love these two

Poly

Childe’s definitely in the middle of you two when you all hold hands

Swings your hands back and forth and tries to walk faster, but Kaeya won’t let you guys LOL

Hums his fav snezhnayan song if you’re lucky!

Interlocks all of your fingers too

Kaeya is more chill when you guys are all together, content with just lacing fingers and walking (albeit slowly) to wherever you need to go

If childe’s not humming you guys will usually talk quietly amongst yourselves just about common things like the groceries or plans with friends later

He would never tell you, but Childe really enjoys all the simple domestic stuff you guys get to enjoy like this

Kaeya usually rubs the fingers of whoever’s hand he’s holding (in this case, Childe’s) with his thumb as you guys walk and doesn’t comment on it, mention it or expect anyone to mention it at all. It’s just something that he does

When sitting at a table, they will have you in the middle holding hands under said table

It’s really funny trying to eat/drink this way

Because when they try to let go to actually eat you might look at them with those pleading puppy eyes just screaming “don’t let go 🥺”

Either you’re serious about this whole hand holding thing or you’re just being a sly bitch to make this experience a whole lot more hilarious but regardless, they don’t let go and resign to eating with one hand

It’s not practical at all and I don’t see it happening very often but when you want attention, who are they to deny?

Bonus: if you’re holding both of their hands, they will feed you with their free hands

“Need a little help? Do you perhaps have your hands full?”

(lmk if you want a one-shot format in the future because this was so fun to write)

Childe

Holds your hand anytime he cannot hold your waist, which is often

He’s always trying for some sort of physical contact, whether that be an arm over the shoulder, around the waist, yet if those are unachievable he opts to go hand in hand with you down the street

He holds your hand shopping, he holds your hand if you guys are driving and at a red light, he holds your hand up elevators or just up STAIRS IN GENERAL?

Always rationalizing his thoughts with “What if they fall. I should keep them from falling. I should hold their hand” when in reality he just wants to be close to you

Usually holds your hand with your fingers interlaced

If you reach out to hold hands first his cheeks might go a little rosy if he wasn’t expecting it

When in an open field like a park or clearing in a forest, he will sometimes take both of your hands and just spin you and him around like he used to do with his siblings in the snow

Sometimes if it’s really hot and you guys can’t cuddle in bed, he’ll just hold your hand instead

“Don’t you always want to hold and touch things that you love? I know I do.”

Kaeya

I see Kaeya as more of a person that wants a little bit more personal space when out and about, but he wouldn’t object if you initiated first

In private he would hold your hand shamelessly, but prefers to link arms if possible

I think he would charm you and ask if you wanted to hold his hand then be surprised when you actually did it

He’s held hands tons of times before (duh) but he feels like it’s more special when it’s with the one that he loves

There’s also that feeling of doing something so simple and “first-base” with someone you love that puts butterflies in your stomach when you do it for the first time in awhile

That’s what he feels like when he feels your hand in his

Doesn’t interlace his fingers but rather just grips your hand with a firm but not too tight hold

Because of his fingerless gloves and the spikes on the wrists of them, he gets a little bit scared they might poke you

Of course, the ever confident Kaeya keeps that to himself and says nothing about it, and it literally doesn’t end up ever being an issue

If you rub his hand with your thumb, he notices and fixates on it but doesn’t mention it, thinking about it for the rest of the day when he has to eventually depart for his work

“Hm.. Perhaps we should do this more often. What do you think?”

#genshin impact #chaeya x reader #chxxya #childe #kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya x childe x reader #childe x reader #headcanons #hcs #gi hcs #request #super late #i'm so sorry again #hope you're doing well #enjoy #requests are open #!!!

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