#i think it's a nice way to be physically affectionate w/ him even when he still has haphephobia

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BAD SANSUARY // [29] glow for owl-bones's event !

pov u attacked the little error doll he gave u w/ sooo many smoochies and he felt all of it

alt. vers. under the cut !

[astrayzmoa]

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Genre —> Fluff

—> what it's like being in a relationship with them.

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YEONJUN

• He's so cutie

• loves having at least a hand on your thigh or around your waist bc it makes him feel at ease

• it's also js a natural reflex to just swing his arm around you or sum

• I can see him liking physical affection; or just any affection at that tbh

• he's just so opening loving especially to you so even if your love language isn't physically affectionate it's not a problem to him at all

• I believe his love language is a little bit of everything but more heavy on gift giving, quality time and physical affection.

• he loves gifting you stuff, he has the money and he may not always have the time so gifting you something he knows you'll like or heard you said you wanted is a way to show you that he still cares

• quality time because he knows y'all can't always be together because of his schedules and stuff but he tries

• anytime he can he'll send you a quick text to check up on you or a quick I love you text, maybe call for a few minutes or a quick visit on his lunch break to you

• physical affection because idk I feel like he's so cuddly, esp when he's sleepy or it's been a long day, a long time since he's seen you (like after tour for example).

• he lets you glam him up

• like...full on you can dress him how you like, makeup, heels, cute hair clips, babe have fun he's just happy to be there and that you're happy

• happy you = happy Junnie

• he's also a guy who would stare at you in such a lovesick way just in full adoration staring at you

SOOBIN

• soft giant

• yeah, he's tall asf but he's so gentle and sweet

• he was shy in the first month or two in the relationship before getting more comfortable with initiating things first n stuff

• if y'all were good friends before dating I think he'll be a little less shy, but not by much. Just a little more confidence

• he gives you piggyback rides, sometimes you don't have to ask like, if your feet hurt from walk or sum he'll gladly put you on his back or tell you to get in his bsck

• I think his love language is quality time and gift giving

• just being in the sa room as him doing your own thing, vibing

• or clinging to each other and talking, or just clinging to each other doing your own thing

• gift giving because I think he wants you to remember he loves you even if he can't always verbally tell you

• he's shy leave him alone😭

• he's trying to get better at words of affirmation tho so it's ok

• tucks you into bed and kisses your forehead, tell me I'm wrong you can't.

BEOMGYU

• It's definitely never boring

• the dates? Always spontaneous

• like..it can be a random afternoon on Tuesday and he'll just start getting ready and you have no choice but to follow him lol

• it could js be a walk, walking to nowhere in specific and if y'all find a cafe or a store you guys haven't seen before best believe you guys are going to explore that shit lol

• not all dates ofc, some are planned and romantic

• teases you a lot and is very playful but knows when to stop

• he doesn't over do it, usually just to get your attention tbh

• and this boy almost always wants your attention but it's okay bc you love him

• loves putting your hair in little ponytails on the top of your head on each side and literally pouts so much if you try and take it out or complain about it

• he giggles and is happy tho so ig it's worth it

• I think he sometimes try and wake up a little earlier just to spoil you; gifts, food, ur fav snacks and drinks and some new clothes or orders lots of stuff from online websites just to surprise you

• ofc there are moments where he knows to be serious or to calm down and enjoy the moment together w you

• he's the sweetest and is just v playful, pls be kind to him.

TAEHYUN

• he may seem cold or mean ig but he's so gentle and nice like he is the dream

• he's okay with physical affection but it's not his favorite, doesn't mean he'll complain or try and get you off if you initiate some from time to time though

• when sleeping, he will cuddle you because that's how he gets good sleep at night so enjoy it babes

• words of affirmation and quality time

• hes good at telling you words of affirmation, compliments and even tho he says I love you in special moments, he still tells you things to let you know he does love you, so much.

• I feel like quality time is obvious; I think he's more kept to himself but can be very fun and expressive at times

• spending time with you in the same room is something he likes doing

• it's comfort to him just by you being near him or beside him

• loves going places with you even if you've been there multiple times before. He just wants to be with you even if it's walking for ten minutes

• he writes cute & short notes to you before leaving for work usually because he leaves and wakes up earlier then you

• he DEF has a memory box of the things you've gifted him to cherish

• he adores you and loves you so so much, he trusts you and you're his first priority; over his work too.

• idk guys he's a keeper

HUENINGKAI

• soft giant pt.2

• memory box of things you've given him pt.2

• you guys gift each other plushies and stuffed animals bc it's like a cute little thing y'all do

• def keeps the stuffed animals/plushies you give him somewhere special separate from his plushies

• physical affection, words of affirmation

• he loves to cuddle, hold hands, kisses, hugs, literally anything he adores you

• he's so sweet and kind and gentle and soft ARUGH OTL

• he is the golden retriever bf

• really likes telling you how pretty you are or how he thinks your hair looks cute that day and expects you to also give him compliments

• actually, you better give him compliments and love him with all your heart bc he worships the ground you walk on so pls take good care of this big baby he's a sweet thang

• never had a bad word towards you or raises his voice at you

• I can see him sometimes trying to wrestle you a little but it's so gently it's just cute and y'all are a giggling mess

• JS LOVE THIS BOY PLS HE DESERVES THE WORLD

[grandlinedreams]

hiii i hope you’re having a great day/night!!

may i request a not really physically affectionate reader with zoro law or ace coming to them drunk being really excited and kissing&leaving lipstick marks all over their faces. it could be a hc type thing or whatever you like if you’re not comfortable w that!

also I absolutely love your writing ♥︎♥︎♥︎

hi there!! I hope that you're having a wonderful day/night too bb!! absolutely you can! This is my first attempt at a reaction type of post so I hope that this is to your liking!! and thank-you so much!!

[heads up!: mention of alcohol consumption, being drunk, tw for vomiting in Ace's]

Zoro ㅡ Alcohol is his forte, not yours. It isn't that you're opposed entirely to the idea of drinking, just that you're not as accustomed to it as he is ㅡ and as such, your tolerance for it (especially the stronger stuff) is not the strongest.

"Having fun?" He asks, amused by the flush of pink that's spread across your cheeks and bridge of your nose, the glossy, unfocused quality of your gaze. It'd been a playful challenge from Usopp that even he has higher tolerance than you and now the sharp-shooter is sprawled out a few feet away, fast asleep.

You nod enthusiastically, giggling when Zoro reaches to stop the unsteady bob with his hand. "Man, you're absolutely trashed," he comments. "We need to get you some water before you end up regretting this. Come on."

He reaches for your hand to help you up, steadying the way you sway before leading you towards the kitchen. You're still giggling when he guides you into a seat and retrieves a glass of water for you, pushing it towards you.

"Just how much did you have to drink, anyways?" He asks, reaching to thumb at your cheek affectionately ㅡ and watches you lean into it rather than pulling away. Affection is also far from something you normally indulge in very often, and he can't deny that it's nice to see this side of you.

"Not much," you answer at last, foggy mind finally registering Zoro's question, studying him for a moment. "C'mere." You add the forward curl of your hand to emphasize your words, pouting when he laughs. "I said c'mere!"

"Will you drink that water if I do?" Your head bobbles in a clumsy nod again and he leans forward to comply with your wish, only to blink as you lurch forward to press your lips to his cheek. They're cool and a little sticky, smelling of whatever alcohol you've drank ㅡ but you're on a determined self-imposed mission of peppering his face with kisses. It's a little silly with the way you add a verbal "mwah!" at the end of each one, but it still makes Zoro's own cheeks flush all the same.

"All done," you report when you finally sit back, satisfied with the little marks you've left across his skin, and you reach for the glass of water to drink it, as you'd promised. Zoro is silent for several moments. You won't remember this, he's almost certain ㅡ but now all he can think about is how cute you are when you drink.

ㅡ

Law ㅡ "I think that's enough for tonight." Nimble fingers pluck the half-finished glass of alcohol from your grip, ignoring your pout as he hands it off to Clione, who gladly downs it.

"Spoil-sport," you huff, and Law raises an eyebrow. It's not every day that he gets to witness you acting more like a child than adult, and he'll admit that the way you sulk is amusing.

"You'll thank me in the morning." He reaches for your wrist and gently tugs you up, relying on the fact that the others are in varying stages of inebriation to cover for him being so forward with you in front of the others.

He's already had a drink or two, though he stopped when Ikkaku pointed out that you'd been roped into a drinking game with some of the others. Guiding you to the bathroom, he leans in the doorway to watch you sway as you reluctantly ready yourself for bed, studying your own reddened cheeks in the mirror.

"I could've finished my drink," you tell him petulantly, and he watches you struggle to climb into bed. Another reason he's grateful that no one else will remember much about this evening ㅡ he doesn't need them knowing that it's been months since you last slept in the crew bunkhouse.

"I'm sure you could've, but I'm doing myself a favor when I'm the one who's going to have to look after you when you end up with a hangover." Hat tossed gently to the side, he moves to slip into bed beside you and frowns warily when he finds you eyeing him. "What is it? You're not going to throw up right now, are you?"

You shake your head and lean up, your lips on his cheek before he can ask what you're up to. Slow and a little clumsy, each kiss you press is intentional ㅡ his jaw, his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, his forehead ㅡ and you giggle when you pull away to admire your handiwork. "Now you can't be grumpy," you tell him.

Your own perchance for physical affection is usually on par with his, but it's clear that however many drinks you've had have pushed aside your own personal boundaries.

"Aww, you're blushing!" You crow, and he scowls at the fit of giggles that follows. You're lucky that he loves you, and you're lucky that you're cute.

"Whatever," he grouses, reaching to cover your eyes with a hand. "Go to sleep. And don't puke in my bed, got it?"

ㅡ

Ace ㅡ "See? I told you this was a bad idea."

"Shut up," you groan, venom absent from your tone for the way you're forced to stop walking in order to halt the vicious spin of your head. "I don't drink much, you know that."

"I do," Ace agrees, "which is why I'm telling you it was a bad idea." He pauses, head tilting in thought. "Not gonna lie, it was hot to watch you drink them under the table, though. Who knew you had it in you, huh?"

He waits for you to answer and when you don't, he turns to find you half-way into an alley, emptying the contents of your stomach as quietly as you can. That kind of thing doesn't disgust Ace, however, and he hurries to rub your back until the shuddering heave of your body has stopped. "Feel better?"

"Much," you rasp, fumbling for the strap of your canteen and chugging from it greedily. Ace waits until you're satisfied that you've rinsed your mouth clean before he loops his arm around your waist and continues guiding you back towards the Moby Dick. "Still think I'm hot?"

"Absolutely, babe." Ace's answer is swift and as honest as it always is, which makes your heart do something funny as you turn to look at his side-profile. It doesn't take long for him to notice, his expression somewhere between confusion and concern as you come to a stop. "What is it? Gonna get sick again?"

You shake your head. "No, I just really want to kiss you right now." There's the answering spark of fire from Ace's fingers in response, though you take advantage of his momentary fluster to cup his face between your hands and promptly pepper his face with kisses.

Clustered over his freckles, the tip of his nose, eyebrows and even his eyelids, it's several long moments before you pull away. "There," you say, and Ace wonders if you're sober enough to realize his face has gone roughly the temperature of the sun from your burst of affection. "Come on, I wanna go to bed."

Ace lets you pull him along, still dazed by the lingering warmth of your lips on his skin. He goes to bed without washing his face, eager to soak in this side of you that's far less reserved with your affection ㅡ and when the men of his division point out in the morning that he has your lipstick dotted across his face, all he does is grin.

[aka-indulgence]

Got a oneshot! Have a fic where Sans rejects your romantic pursuits with a happy twist ;)

CW: Flashback section containing Sans’ ex, where he wasn’t having a good time

(Sans & Gender Neutral Reader)

Sans doesn’t know what he thinks about the whole romance thing after a disastrous start. What happens when a precious friend confesses?

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It wasn’t entirely unexpected.

Sans didn’t think much of it when you came that day. Sans would often usually invite you over anyway, though today you were first to ask him if you could visit. Which was fine- he’s never as comfortable with anyone else as much as he was comfortable with you. (Maybe Papyrus, but even then there were things Sans wouldn’t tell his brother because he didn’t want to burden him with problems that Sans would rather burden himself with.)

You were laughing. He always loved it when you laughed.

“so i told him: paper-thin skin? buddy. pal. i ain’t got skin.”

You were in an uproar, slapping your knee. “Oh my god! I’d give the world to see the look on his face,”

“oh yeah. definitely unforgettable. man got so red faced he looked like he was gonna burst. he then stomped out like an angry toddler.”

You were giggling, before the both of you fell into a silence. That was a normal part of conversations, Sans was used to it. Especially with you, the silence was never unwelcome. But this time… something felt different. The air has shifted. Your carefree expression had changed into something more contemplative. He wasn’t sure what it was, then. Or maybe, he just didn’t want to read too deep into it.

You spoke up.

“... Hey Sans? Can I tell you something?”

Why was he nervous?

“... yeah?”

“It’s… um. Give me a second…” you laughed nervously. “Haha, sorry, I feel a little sick.”

Sans’ brows furrowed. “what’s up? you ok..?”

You huffed. “Ok. Yeah. Sorry for ruining the moment? But uh… it’s been on my mind for a while, and I have to tell you. I hope you’re ok with me saying this but. I like you, Sans. Kind of… a lot?”

… Ringing. Sans hears ringing. It feels like something in his soul crashed.

“... Sans?”

Sans wasn’t there. His mind was somewhere else.

“i just… i just don’t know if i like you in that way…”

Her face broke into despair. She wouldn’t look his way. She didn’t even say a word to him.

“w… wait. why are you… where are you going?”

“I can’t be here.”

It was years ago. Monsters had lived on the surface for about a year. She was one of Papyrus’ friends, and their first meeting had been wonderful. It still leaves an ache in his chest when he thinks about it now, how hopeful he was when he met her. She was fun, always got Sans involved in social events, always found her way towards him when he was sitting on the sidelines while Papyrus took the stage.

“hey i wouldn’t recommend the punch.”

“Why not?”

“y’see, i like funny things. and that thing… it ain’t got a punchline.”

“... Are you seriously punning?”

“i think i’m being funny.”

“Hah, that’s so stupid,”

She was laughing. But when Sans thinks about it now, maybe it was a pitying one. Sans wasn’t one to judge, puns didn’t win everyone over.

She quickly became a regular in his life, the first human friend he’s made since the surface, one that seemed more interested in him than his brother. She would even pout and joke when Sans didn’t give her enough attention which was cute, at the time. It was easy introducing her to his friends, with how often she tagged along with him.

She would put her arm over his shoulders, hug him, get so close to kissing but miss… Sans never initiated, but only because he wasn’t much of a physical person to begin with. It was nice to have someone so affectionate with him.

He really liked having her in his life.

And then… came that fateful day.

“I was going to wait for you. But you never asked me out.”

“what do you mean…?”

“I know you’re smart, Sans. I’ve been obvious. I just don’t know if you even like me.”

He didn’t know where this had come from. He was suddenly put on the spot, struggling to give her an answer, an answer that he knew she wanted. But Sans was lost.

“i just… i just don’t know if i like you in that way…”

“...”

She was stoic. She was upset with him, she left him alone in his room after he brought out the games he was hoping to play together. Had he made a mistake…? Was he really that dense? Was he just terrible with commitment?

She… she deserved better.

So he decided to fix it. At least, he thought he was fixing it. Though it turned to be a decision Sans would regret soon after.

He showed up at her door the next night. She hadn’t responded to his texts, his calls. Not even Papyrus’. He felt guilty, like he ruined something perfectly good.

i can’t lose her.

Sans was starting to panic if she maybe had left- then the door opened. Sans soul shook when he saw how her face fell when she saw his face. She was going to retreat back into her room.

“w-wait! please listen to me,” His hand was at the door. “i… i made a mistake. you’re important to me, ok? and i think i want… to be with you.”

His soul sung when she finally looked him in the eyes. There were tears in hers, but she was smiling, and he was happy to have her hugging him again. The tension snapping was a relief. That he saved himself. But even then he wondered… why did it taste bitter to say those last few words?

It… didn’t last long. More and more of Sans’ time was taken up by her, which… should be a good thing. Couples should spend lots of time together, right? But he didn’t have time for his friends anymore. Everytime she went out, he needed to come with.

“Sans, you smell like ketchup.”

“oh… yeah, i put too much on my hotdog.”

“Come on, you need to eat something better. People keep telling me you smell like grease.”

“... really?”

“Yeah. Here, I got you new clothes. Crisp!”

“oh… thanks.”

“Get ready, I’m planning to go at six.”

He was becoming active. He was going out every day, he wasn’t locking himself in his room.

It was for the better, he told himself. She brought out the life in him.

… Sans always thought he was intuitive. He was the best at reading people. He’s the judge. It came to him like breathing.

But apparently, he had been blinded. He had a hard time trusting himself. That maybe his gut feeling was wrong.

“SANS…”

Papyrus had found him alone during a party, having escaped to the bathroom. His sockets had bags under them. His face was dripping with water. He just… needed to rest. Without anyone else around.

“ARE YOU ALRIGHT?”

“yeah… i am. just needed to freshen up is all.”

Papyrus looked so… sad. He hadn’t seen his brother frown so deeply, in a way that made Sans feel guilty.

“SANS. I KNOW YOU FEEL LIKE YOU NEED TO PROTECT ME FROM YOUR FEELINGS EVEN THOUGH I DON’T NEED YOU TO DO THAT BUT… YOU HAVEN’T LIED SINCE WE SURFACED, AND NOW IT’S BACK. AND I THINK… YOU MIGHT BE LYING TO YOURSELF AS WELL. BROTHER… WHAT’S THE MATTER?”

Sans was getting sloppy. He looked away from him, to the mirror- he couldn’t handle that sorrowful look on Papyrus’ face. All that did though, was force him to confront his own expression. His signature smile wasn’t even there. And Sans couldn’t muster the energy to bring it back.

“I DON’T WANT TO PRY, IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE, BUT… Could This Have Something To Do With Her?”

Sans should’ve said no. Denied it. Told Paps that everything was fine and he was just… just overwhelmed. But he didn’t.

“i… maybe. i…” He exhaled through his phalanges, staring at the bottom of the sink. “i don’t know if i love her, pap. at least… romantically. i’m… i’m trying paps, i’m trying, i should- she deserves to have someone love her. i want to love her.”

Papyrus finishes his thought for him.

“BUT YOU DON’T.”

“... no.”

Sans felt horrible. He felt like he was leading her on. But Sans really thought that he loved her. He did! He cared for her!

… But not in the way she wanted.

And Sans didn’t want to pretend anymore.

“What did it? Did… did you find another person??”

“no. it’s nothing like that.”

“Then what changed?!”

She was shouting. Sans didn’t like the shouting. She never took kindly to him giving anyone- anything else attention. Sans tried to fix it, at first. He thought he was the problem until he got the messages asking him where he was, why he was so absent.

“nothing has, it was just a lot of little things. i’m sorry. i don’t love you in that way.”

“... How could you say something so horrible!?”

It was a good thing they hadn’t moved in together. She had insisted on moving, and that was one thing Sans could put his foot down about. He has a couple of old shirts and pants at her place from the nights he’s stayed, but nothing he’ll miss much. Lots of them were clothes she approved. It smelled like perfume. Even when he thought he was in love with her he thought moving together then was too fast.

She blocked him. Cut him out. Told her friends how Sans didn’t try hard enough when she put in the effort. Sans was never a crier- but he was in tears, hiding in his room. He would talk about it with Papyrus, but right then, he didn’t want anyone to hear. He wanted to throw his phone, he wanted to scream at her. He loved her! Maybe- maybe he never wanted to date her, maybe, if they hadn’t they’d still be friends but she always just… took too much.

It was nice when Papyrus chose to cut her off, to show support for him. It was ironic, even though Sans was the one she always chased, she always seemed to be on good terms with Papyrus. Even would ask him to put in a word for her after their arguments.

Sans was fine now. No- more than fine. Sans was happy. His time with her being a mere bump during his time on the surface.

Then, not too long after, he met you.

He never realized what was missing until he met you. You gave him space, and you never asked him to change for you. You… you liked who he was, you liked Sans.

After her Sans was afraid to attach so fast but… he really, really wanted to keep you in his life. He might even like you, more than a friend would. But he wasn’t ready to start another storm in his life.

As he looked into your eyes, he felt his soul sink. He wasn’t ready for it to end.

“... i… i’m sorry,” Why was the air so hot? “i… i… hhh,”

“Huh?”

It was a little hard to breathe. Which should be impossible. He’s a skeleton… air… air literally moves through his ribcage. He isn’t… uh… what’s happening?

You were frowning. Oh no. Were you upset?

“S-Sans? Are you ok?”

Sans was gripping the couch too tightly, phalanges digging into the couch cushions, close to ripping them. Beads of sweat were rolling down his skull. He suddenly felt pathetic… panicking over you.

“Sans?”

His eyelights darted back to you, bringing him back to the present. You looked so confused… he felt so guilty.

no… i can’t do it again.

“i… sorry. i don’t… mean to panic in front of you but… are you upset?”

“About what? I’m… Sans, you’re not making a lot of sense.”

He presses a hand to his face, then takes a deep breath. His mind was in a frizzle and he had to explain to you now before he goes crazy.

“sorry, my mind is a mess right now. i… i don’t want to make you sad. but i don’t know if i’m ready for a relationship right now. and it isn’t you, it’s… it’s me. i don’t want to take away your hope or anything but… i don’t know if i’ll ever be ready for a romantic relationship.”

You blinked at him.

“Oh,”

 Sans tensed. Expecting you to explode, or cry, or yell at him, run out the house, hate him, oh god he ruined everything-

“Sans, that’s… ok?”

“...”

what?

“w… what do you mean?”

You’re confused. Sans was too. You shift your eyes left and right.

“I mean… that’s ok. I just didn’t want to make you upset is all, and w… why are you looking at me like that?”

Was he dreaming? His eyelight flashed yellow, as if he could find something. He scanned your face, your eyes, your nose- looking for a shudder, a twitch, even a pulse out of place.

Your face was neutral. Was it just hard to read you?

“you know, you can tell me if you’re upset.” Sans was telling the truth. “i can take it. i’d rather you tell me straight to my face if you are. i… i don’t want to lose you.”

You look startled at his sudden pleading, before giving him a pitiful smile. You put your hands on his shoulders.

“Sans? Can you look at me?” You asked in a soft voice.

It was difficult to look up. He knows you, you’re not the type to yell at him or to curse him for little things. He’d trust his judgment but he’s been mistaken before. Nonetheless, slowly, he tilts his skull up to you. When he does, he sees the determination in your eyes, a fierce yet gentle look.

“Sans. Believe me, I’m ok. You’re not going to lose me if you tell me no. Ok?”

“m… mhm,”

Your serious expression melts a little when you start snickering. “Sans, I… I didn’t even get to finish my sentence. I was about to tell you that I’ll understand if you don’t wanna do a whole romance with me, I’ll be fine! I think it’d be great, and I stand by saying I like you a lot. But, I also like where we are right now, and staying like this is pretty nice too. Just being with you is fun, and whether you’re my friend or my boyfriend, that’s not going to change. So… if you’re ok with staying friends after my confession, I think I’d like that.”

The static of panic started to fade away, and a feeling of calm washed over him. The relief was so potent that Sans could feel his sockets start to sting.

h… heh… i was worrying for nothing.

“yes. god, i’d like that too,” Sans wobbles, phalange wiping his socket. “i was scared that if… if i said no you’d hate me.”

“Pfft,” you snort, before you quickly covered your mouth. “Sorry that wasn’t, I’m not laughing at you. I just want to know what made you think that?”

You bump him gently on the shoulder with your fist. “I thought you knew me!”

Sans snickers, a bit more giggly than usual. “i do! i just have doubts when it comes to romance nowadays,” He sighed. “so… you’re really ok with being friends?”

“Yeah! What’s so bad about being friends anyway? As long as you’re not weirded out by me, if I still get to see you, I count that as a win.”

Sans thought the same thing. He smiled.

“yeah… you’re right.”

It was definitely a win having you in his life.

You go oof! When all of a sudden Sans tugs you into a hug, squeezing you tightly.

“i’m… i’m glad i met you.”

You take him in for a moment, before wrapping your arms around him. You squeeze him back.

“Me too.”

[the-s1lly-corner]

Cuddling w/ Various CRP characters 2/2

Notes: Reader is GN! Toby, Nina, Ben, and Jane are platonic! The others can be seen as either platonic or romantic! If I forget to link the previous part, you can find them in volume 3 of the Creepypasta Masterlist in my pinned!

This post contains: Laughing Jill, Jane the Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Puppeteer

CWs: None

LAUGHING JILL

Her body is similar to Laughing Jack's, but shes more of a plushie compared to him. So naturally she's much much softer! Let's you say with her hair as you two snuggle up together. Like her male counterpart, she can purr! Its very comforting if you're seeking her out after a long day! Shes not as clingy as Jack, though... still just as loving though! 7/10 she tends to be little spoon

NINA

Getting this out of the way but Nina WOULD glomp you any chance she gets. If she gets too rough though, she will tone it down. A lot of your cuddling sessions start off with a glomp. Loves being physically affectionate with all of her friends so this is going to be a common occurrence if you let her do it! Neither little or big spoon, she lays across you in bed effectively locking you in place with her until the session is over. Her jacket is so soft and cozy! Some of her accessories might be a little uncomfortable as they press against you, though... big large beads and spikes.. 6/10 she gets some grace here because I love her so much

JANE

Not at all affectionate, I also headcanon that she avoids touch when she can. Please do not try to pressure or push her into cuddling with you, reader! She will approach you when she's ready! It starts off small, with her gently leaning into your side. Shes thin, so she runs a bit on the colder side.. she assures you that her aversion has nothing to do with something you did, she doesnt want you to feel like you did something wrong.. I dont exactly feel comfortable giving her a rating soooooo

BEN

He is usually inside a computer or phone :( how will you cuddle? Sure you COULD just take your laptop to bed and awkwardly wrap your arms around it, but... I mean technically like that hes warm! If you happen to catch him when hes out.. there is only regret. First of all hes like Jeff, he thinks this sort of thing is kind of cringe. Even if you did get so much as a hug from him, hes ice cold and uncomfortably damp... also has a weird electric buzz in his body that.. actually doesn't feel terrible, but combined with the other sensations it's just so.. overwhelming! 2/10

PUPPETEER

Very cold and very hard! Its almost like hes made of wood or something.. wait a minute...! He likes being held, so he defaults to little spoon. But if you insist on being the little spoon he might just be big spoon... its very rare, though. On the chance that he is, he sometimes hums and works his fingers through his hair. You... often times fall asleep to his humming. Cuddling is.. fairly regular, given that he constantly demands your attention .. 6/10

TICCI TOBY

He desperately craves affection but he also tends to reject it as a defense thing. When you get him to agree to cuddle with you, he tries to be big spoon.. he falls silent when you beat him to it. He thinks its nice, but he doesn't know how to process this. He wants to be able to do this sort of thing to happen more often but hes... not sneaky or confident when it comes to asking. Hes a little on the cooler side, but his jacket more than makes up for it by adding a bit of heat and softness... 6/10, please give him a hug as well

[thedivinershiddenarchive]

Hello!! I hope it's okay if I can request something revolving around stepcest with Tartaglia? Tartaglia later in life gets a (mute) younger step sister, and while she becomes attached to her new siblings, she is much more attached to Tartaglia. It became clear later on that before she was adopted, she was most likely traumatized and grew most attached to Tartaglia because of how protective he is.

Years pass and Tartaglia decides to take things to the next level. When it's just the two of them, he tries to take advances, which initially freaked her out due to her trauma. He notices this and tries to comfort(???) her, assuring her that she'll be safe with him, and that he'll try to "help her recover" if she lets him. Even if he is doing this, I like to think he genuinely cares about her and wants her to be safe with him. (For kinks, perhaps praise and a little orgasm control/edging? I'm not sure if you do clit play, maybe that too?)

If this is a lot or too much please feel free to discard this! ^-^ Thank you and I hope you're having a good one!

Secrets can be kept in Snow.

CHARACTERS ; Childe;Tartaglia x Fem!Mute!Reader

CONTENT ; trauma/bad childhood, hints of sexual abuse, family problems (not childe's), fighting and arguments (not from reader or tartaglia), stepcest, dub-con, soft and comforting!tartaglia, reader doesn't speak and only makes noises, usage of "sweetheart/girlie/baby/sweet girl/good girl", praises, edging (once), fingering, clit play (i think), vaginal

A/N ; Thank you for the request, anon! I had fun writing this

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Darkness and cracked glass. You’re all too familiar with it. Especially if the glass is laid down with a splash of firewater on the wooden floor along with loud and endless quarrels.

You were used to those quarrels but you can’t help but feel scared every time they start. Especially when they brought you into them physically or verbally. You wondered if everything would’ve been fixed if you weren’t there, you were blamed for your very existence because of your parents.

You learned not to talk back or say anything when it comes to arguing with you. You stayed silent a lot that you almost thought this was something you were born with. Though you can’t blame yourself because of this but you can criticize yourself because their fights all started because of you. It was always you.

You learned not to physically fight back when your dad tried making moves on you, you were scared when he first started doing it and made it much more physical. Threatening that if you told your mother that he’ll punish you more, but that those threats didn’t stop you either way.

You don’t know if you were thankful or not when your mother married a different man when you got older. You really didn’t like how your dad acted towards you but you didn’t have a good bond with your mother either.

You met her husband not too long before the wedding started, including his kids. They were quite affectionate when meeting you, welcoming you into their house with hugs and excitedly squealing to meet their new step-sister.

They all expected a response from you but you didn’t even say a word, only slow breathing was heard through their ears when they finished greeting you. All the gingers thought you disliked them or worse, hated them. But on the inside, your heart was warming up from how tender they were.

You assumed they’d change the longer they get used to you but they didn’t. It felt nice being a part of the family, especially one so sweet and cheerful.

Tonia, a really kind little girl who tries to get you into playing dresses with her. She would always try out some Royalty roleplay with you where you’re the queen and she’s the princess. You played along, even without saying anything. Though she didn’t mind it, but it would be nice hearing what your voice would sound like.

Anthon who would help in his father’s baking and cooking and have you try it with him. You became the main helper now while he fetches you the ingredients to cut or cook. Before that, he’d try to make up all sorts of stories from different nations you haven’t even heard of. Were you that closed off that you don’t know about them? (you can’t help but be skeptical of how Anthon was convinced that the people of Liyue were people made out of stones and eat stones.)

Teucer would always try to get you to play all sorts of games, be it snowballing outside or pretend sword fighting. Of course he learned to play soft with you because of how sensitive you can be. He doesn’t really know why you acted that way and was always curious about you.

But Ajax took up the hints on why you still feel uneasy. Ever since you met them, every loud sound you’re able to hear, you flinch. A simple call of your name causes you to scurry away and a touch on your skin has you moving away from whoever was making any physical contact with you.

It was a nice change of pace to see you with them much more instead of locking yourself in a room on the day you first entered their house. You tried participating in every possible activity they were in and tried helping out with their homework through notes.

Both you and Ajax played around more since you were in the same age and could relate to one another. He hates seeing you get made fun of because of your silence. You know you can’t fight back, that’s what you’ve learned from your parents. Staying quiet and not arguing back. The ginger was more than happy to take care of the mess.

You’d be stuck on his side when both of you were sent to get groceries by your mother telling you so and he’d do all the talking and buying while you held the small paper that included all the ingredients you needed to buy.

It was nothing common when one of the sellers would try to make moves with you, especially when buying snacks, the vendor would make yours much more special while Ajax got the usual. He’d have you behind him while he threatens the man, causing him to back off.

The whole walk back home included the ginger hugging your waist with one hand. His other hand holds all three bags while you only hold a light paper pouch that includes snacks.

You enjoyed your time with Ajax a lot and find yourself being quite affectionate with him. When it came to his story times, he’d have you close to his side while you hugged his arm and your head on his shoulder, snuggling into him a bit.

When you had nightmares, he’s the first one you’d go to. Shaking him lightly to wake him up and his tired eyes would open up a bit, looking up at you. He saw you shaking a bit and he patted the spot near him for you to lay down. Your whimpers died down when you rested on the mattress with your face snuggled into his chest.

Ajax would always have you close to him on his chest, arms hugging you tightly while you had most of the blanket to yourself. He didn’t mind though, he’s used to the winter and cold climate, it’s just that you still weren’t.

It became a routine at this point and even your family members noticed it, even your mother.

Though it became quite lonely ever since he left to train for the Fatui. It’s been months without him and you couldn’t help but zone out much more often and hug your pillows to sleep. The pillows didn’t share the same comforting warmth that Ajax gave you nor did they relax you in any type of way.

Ajax felt the same. He became worried about his family and how they were doing, but he was much worried about you because of your mental stability. He’s seen you scared and he hates those eyes that hold fear.

He can relate that with his time in the Abyss. It drained his humanity away and became so bloodthirsty for a fight but he never wished it to happen to his siblings. Your eyes almost didn’t hold any shine, it only sparked up when you were near him or his siblings. He wanted them to shine permanently, he just had to find out how.

When he came back to his homeland after officially being a Harbinger, you were the first to hug him when the ship descended. He too missed you as well. It was hard not thinking about his siblings and parents.

Once everyone came home and celebrated Ajax’s arrival, he gave everyone the gifts he'd bought in the city he was training in. You didn’t even open yours, your eyes were too focused on him. Ajax smiled softly, knowing that you missed him more than a few souvenirs.

When he told you he’d be leaving in a few weeks again for the missions the Tsaritsa has given him, you couldn’t help but not let him go from the hug. Ajax sighed, knowing you were the one who’ll miss him the most because of how attached you are to him. He thought it was cute instead of bothersome.

The days he had in Morepesok were spent with lots of ice fishing, cooking, and cuddling with you. He noticed your body movements based on how much you wanted to spend your time with him as much as you could before he left, so he obliged with it. Those lonely and cold nights turned into sweet and warm slumber with him.

On the last day you really didn’t let go of him, you were scared to. Ajax assured you he’ll come back soon but you didn’t listen to him, making it hard for him to get on the ship for the important occasions he has to be in.

His face softened seeing you shiver from the cold and from witnessing him about to leave. “Hey, I’ll be back, okay?” the ginger whispered softly and you only hugged him tighter. “I want to make a promise with you, [Y/N].” he patted your shoulders, you hesitated but you finally looked up at him.

He held your hand up and poked your pinkie out and connected it with his. “I promise to make those eyes of yours shine permanently. I promise to make sure you’ll feel safe, even without me around, if that’s possible,” he laughed silently, “and I promise you when we get older, we’ll be closer than ever.”

You didn’t know what he meant by the last promise, but there were so many oaths in one that you don’t know if he’ll even be able to achieve them but you didn’t let doubt get in your mind.

“You make a pinkie promise, you keep it all your life. You break a pinkie promise, I throw you on the ice. The cold will kill the pinkie that once betrayed your friend, the frost will freeze your tongue off so you never lie again.”

Ajax sang, making you chuckle softly. You’ve heard Teucer sing this rhyme a lot but you rarely ever make promises, so hearing this made you warm up. “And when I make a promise, I really mean to keep it.” he pulled you into his embrace once again before leaving a soft peck on your forehead, causing your face to heat up. You don’t know if it was from the cold or the small gesture alone, but you don’t really care which was which.

That was your last interaction with him ever since, he’s only been sending letters and you always anticipated for them, always being the first one to get and read them, learning his adventures and the people he’s met.

You’re wondering when his promises will be made. You’ve only met this short old man who calls himself “Pulcinella” and that he knows Ajax. You don’t know why he calls himself “Childe” now. Even you admit that it sounds quite ridiculous.

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You couldn’t help but smile the whole day knowing that Ajax was about to come back and visit. You were already in front of the hundred ships that were alighting and people came out left and right, making it difficult for you to spot where the Harbinger was.

An ahoge of ginger hair caught your attention while you were peeping upwards, you instantly got down and ran to the direction where you saw the orange lock of hair.

When the crowd started to light up and separate, you were left confused when you couldn’t see the person you were looking for. Did you become so delusional that he was a figment of your imagination among the throng?

You frowned a bit until you felt two arms wrap around your figure and held you up. You let out a breath when you looked behind to see Ajax grinning up at you with a loud laugh.

“Didn’t expect that, huh?” He jokes, still holding you upright while he plants his face into your dress. You admit that he grew strong and that he was able to carry you without struggle.

“You look so cute when you’re flustered.” Ajax finally brought you down with a hug. “I’m back as promised. Now to finish off those three oaths.”

Huh? Since when did he make four promises? Didn’t he only make three?

Your thoughts are cut off when you hear several familiar voices coming your way. Looking back, you spot your siblings and parents walking towards you with smiles plastered on their faces.

They all greeted Ajax back home and the table was prepped with his favorites. He decided to sit next to you and talked about his adventures, while also keeping his identity hidden with the job of a toymaker to keep the children’s innocence.

They spent lots of time with him throughout the night and you didn’t wanna be selfish to take all his attention so you decided to rest inside your room. You can have your time later on and you weren’t the only one that missed him.

You didn’t know your resting turned into deep slumber, only waking up when you hear your door open and something sinking on your bed. You looked to whoever it was slowly and found those familiar blue eyes staring right onto yours.

“I didn’t disturb you, did I?” he inquired nervously before laying down with you, chin laying on your shoulder. You shook your head and turned to him.

Both of you were nose-to-nose, causing you to back off a bit. Ajax just chuckled and hugged your waist, face planting on your neck to snuggle into. Both of you were close yeah, but not close to the point he could put his own lips on a vulnerable area.

“I don’t think I’ve told you about this.. But the two of us will be camping outside tomorrow morning for a little step-sister and step-brother bonding.” you can feel the vibrations of his words throughout your body, making you shiver a bit. “It’s best if we sleep early, yeah?”

You nodded, not daring to make a sound. Not like you made any whatsoever.

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“Are you sure we can’t come along too?!” Teucer whined as he clutched onto your leg like a koala. Tonia tried to get him off of you but couldn’t because of his grip. Ajax smiled nervously at the behavior of the young man and patted his head, making the young ginger look at him with a pout on his face.

“It’s much colder there and Mr. Cyclops hates camping because of how scary it can be in the dark!”

“No way! Mr. Cyclops isn’t afraid of anything!”

“Everyone has fears, Teucer, and that’s normal. That’s what makes a person a person and what makes Mr. Cyclops, well, Mr. Cyclops!” Ajax lilted. Teucer only let go of your leg and went to hug his brother. “Gon’ miss you..”

“I won’t take long, Teucer, don’t worry.” he assures the child, hugging him back along with his other siblings and parents. You did the same, kissing them goodbye as the both of you ventured around the forest.

The spot was near a frozen lake, most likely so he could ice fish with you. You still haven’t mastered ice fishing because of how light you hold the pole and fish can easily grab the hook and pull you in the cold water but it’s good that you have your step-brother with you! He’s able to help you out with no problem.

Ajax first cuts a hole in the ice with his blades and sits behind you and holds your hand to the pole in case you catch something big. It took a very long while before something started pulling on the string, Ajax’s senses something and held onto your hands stiffly. “Hold on tight,” he maintained, “this might get difficult..”

The moment he said that, the fish immediately tugged the hook into the water so hard that you almost fell into it if it weren’t for Ajax holding you tightly along with the baton.

"Don't worry, I gotcha," he assured you, still grippin the wood. His towing was so powerful that you were certain you'd fall backwards instead, and that's exactly what happened.

Thankfully the fish was nearby instead of flopping on top of you guys. You heard Ajax burst out laughing, making you confused on what was so funny to him. You sat up and dusted the snow off your clothes, looking at him with a pout.

His smile only widened at your cute frown, engulfing you into his embrace when you got close enough. You tapped on his shoulder and pointed at the fish that was still flopping around, desperate to get water into its gills.

“Ah, let’s deal with that first.” he grins, helping you up to your feet and bravely stabbing the fish with its blade, picking it up once it stopped moving and bringing it near the fireplace. He gestures to you to light it up while he cleans the fish and you obey.

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As expected, the dish was amazing! The spices fit well with the fish and the soup was tastier than expected. He had already finished his meal and was preparing the tent up for the both of you to sleep in.

“Hey, [Y/N], you should get in. It’s getting late and you need sleep.” Ajax tapped your shoulder, you turned to him and nodded your head. Slowly standing up and making your way to the tent. You already find the ginger undressing, bandages and old scars can be seen around his body. 

You didn’t mind it though, you expected this since he was in a dangerous job that required to have him be physical.

“I see you’ve noticed.. These.” he pointed at his bruises and you kneeled in front of him, taking closer inspection and admiring each one. He observed how your eyes twinkled in commendation. Ajax cupped your hand into his and placed them on top of his chest.

You twitched a bit when your palm met his bare chest but his eyes told you that it was okay to touch. Your hands explore only a bit of his body, not wanting to go further to make him uncomfortable. This made him sigh as he kneeled in front of you, making you back away in response.

“Hey, it’s gonna be alright, okay? You just have to trust me in this.” he consoles, but you still backed away, visibly shaking before his eyes. He stopped his actions and immediately subdued his expression and his first instinct was to try and comfort you.

“Hey, hey, don’t be scared.” Ajax moved closer towards you and fortunately you didn’t move away this time so he could cup your face and look intently into your eyes. Your bottom lip was shivering and your eyes threatened to burst into tears.

“I’m sorry that I made you uncomfortable, please don’t cry.” you only whimpered, instead of fighting back from him, you hugged him. Sobbing silently into his chest. He didn’t know you were really sensitive but he couldn’t blame you for it, it must’ve been hard to go through something traumatic and having to relive it again.

Your grip on his back didn’t falter, he can feel the tears drip on his chest. Ajax decided to not talk until you’ve fully calmed down. “Are you doing alright, now?” he rubs your back when your hiccups continue, you look up at him again and shake your head. 

“It’ll be fine, you’ll be safe with me. I won’t ever do something that will hurt you, I just wanna help you with something. If you don’t want me to continue, that’s fine.” Ajax comforted, letting himself snuggle into you. You felt bad, you know he doesn’t have any bad intentions on what he’s trying to do and even if he did he would try to force you to do it instead.

“Take your time, ‘kay?” yeah, he wasn’t forcing you. But the two of you were step-siblings and it felt wrong, he knows that too, but there’s nothing stopping him from trying to help his little sister recovering from her bad past. You only sighed and let out a nod, making him smile in satisfaction.

Ajax moved your body to lay down on the pillow and ground, his fingers tickled your skin and every sensation was gentle so as to not scare you. Your face felt hot despite how cold the atmosphere is, it’s just that you didn’t expect doing ‘it’ with someone, someone that isn’t your own step-brother that is.

His blue eyes look down on your shorts, his fingers threatening to pull them down. He looked up at you for permission and you nodded. Ajax adorn the sight of how your panties shape into your cunt, his hand massages it through the fabric, causing you to moan. He loved your sounds, he never heard you talk but he was thankful hearing your cute whimpers and moans instead.

“You sound so heavenly.. You’re making it so difficult for me, baby..” he teases, circling his thumb around your clothed clit. He crawls so you are face-to-face with him, lips barely touching each other. Ajax leans in and captures your mouth in his, licking your bottom lip for an entrance.

His hand was still teasing your cunt, making all sorts of shapes, numbers, or symbols on them with his fingers. This alone had you wet for more. “I can feel juices dripping already..” you feel him laugh against your mouth.

His other hand grabbed your chin and tilted it upwards, his lips planting themselves on your neck, licking and sucking on the skin while he slowly took off your underwear. You helped him out by moving your legs to take it off faster, throwing it at the corner.

Whimpering at the cold breeze that brushed by and his fingers touching your wetness before putting one in. The man had some struggle with thrusting because of how tight you are (and that you were new to the concept of sex).

“It’s gonna be fine, sweetheart. You’re taking it so well..” he groans, pulling his finger out and pushing them in again. You could only clutch onto his shoulders to support yourself, taking soft breaths to calm yourself down.

“Come and grind on my fingers, sweet girl.” Ajax whispers onto your ear, the hand that was on your chin switched to your hip so you could roll it over his digits. His slender and lengthy fingers are so deep inside of you, massaging your tight walls with the pad before inserting another digit in.

You already felt so sensitive and had the need to come. It hasn’t even been that long but you just wanna let it out, who could blame you? This was your first time and you couldn’t control yourself. Ajax laughed lightly when he felt your hips twitching, signaling that you were gonna release soon.

Just before the knot around your stomach was about to untie, he pulled his fingers out and licked it, sucking on the juices before letting out a satisfied grunt. “You taste delicious too.. Would’ve fucked you years ago if you were gonna be a good little girl for me like this.” he commends, his digits teasing your top.

You feel how desperate he is and how much he waited for this time to finally come. You didn’t know that he liked- well, love you in this type of way. Well, it explains how much time he’s spent with you. It explains why he was so intimate with you when he was with you.

“Are you paying attention sweetheart?” he observed how you zoned out a bit in the middle of the session, you snapped back out of your trance and stared at him with a nod. “Good,” he smiled softly, that darn smile. It had you feeling butterflies if it weren’t for that ruined orgasm.

“I’ll be gentle, don’t worry.” Ajax picked your thighs up and made them straddle his hips. You were so distracted about your thoughts that you didn’t notice that he had already taken off his boxers and pants. His bare and hardened cock wasn’t a size you expected, you don’t even know if that will fit you..

“I’ll only put that tip in, okay?” he crooned, holding up your thighs, high enough that he wouldn’t get inside of you easily. The tip of his cock tickling your wetness. You whined on how it would feel if it was inside of you.

He sees your struggle and finds it quite cute, a smirk widening at your hot and bothered cute face. “I can’t wait to have you as my own.” he stares at you, nothing but deep lust and need for you. The ginger pushes you lightly against the tent sheet.

“The heat coming from your thighs is warm right now, girlie. Do you want me in that bad?” Ajax teases, drinking in the sight of your teary eyes and small pout. He knows you wanted it bad but you had to give an indication.

You gripped onto his shoulders and started going deeper, making him gulp back a shaky moan. His hands find them gripping onto your hips, eyes watching steadily on how his cock sinked inside of you.

“So beautiful..” he praises. Seeing you so vulnerable and submissive for him had his mind going haywire. You were so perfect and he loved it. You felt him fill you up to the brim and it caused him to quiver a bit. You are gripping onto his cock so tightly and diligently, making sure no vein on his dick was left unattended.

“Such a good girl for me..” Ajax perceived how deep you are. It gave him some sort of content seeing that he’s the only one that could make you like this.

He throws your calves over his shoulders and uses your thighs to adjust you higher and higher until your pussy is touching his manhood before letting you drop onto his length again. Your loud wail was muffled with his lips.

His hips keep plunging into you upwards, hitting your cervix every time and it would send a pleasurable wave over your body. Every thrust his cock curves just right and hits that sensitive spot you never knew you had.

The tent is most likely visibly shaking from how hard his plunging was. His soft ginger hair was tangled with your fingers and he couldn’t help but moan with each tug. Your eyes blurred in tears from the stimulation that your pussy was receiving.

He wipes them away and pressed kisses on your face, neck, and chest. Making sure you feel alright and safe even when he’s being rough with you. His hands massaged your clit, making you feel much more stimulated than before. You swore you feel like swimming in pleasure on how good he makes you feel.

Each touch was electric, each kiss was like fire, and each pound of his cock into your hole has your back arching for more.

Ajax just couldn’t wait to see those eyes of yours shine. While you were too busy letting out every sound you had in you, he had already tilted your chin to his direction. He could still see how the moonlight from outside shines your eyes so beautifully despite it being teary.

You looked like an angel despite being fucked out of your mind. It didn’t take long before you started creaming on his cock though, the sudden clenching around his dick had him groaning. He couldn’t take on how good it feels being inside you but he wanted more of it.

Ajax thrusted upwards, reaching his high as your pussy tried milking him. This helped him reach his orgasm much faster and emptied his seed inside of you with the loudest groan. You bounced on him to ride your high out and he helped you so he could pump his seed deeper. When you finished, you went limp on him, causing him to hug you tightly so he wouldn’t fall.

“Tired?” you let out a hum, embracing him as you cuddle up to his neck. “What about one more round, hm? I did promise to make those eyes of yours shine permanently and I won’t take that back.” he grins smugly but you really couldn’t do anything about it, not like you minded anyway. If he wants to complete his promises then you’ll let him.

The next promise was to keep it a secret and to stay quiet. The snow may leave traces but it will never give the answer.

© notsodivininglover 2023. reposting, plagiarizing, translating or claiming my works are strictly forbiddened.

[genshin-impact-writings]

Can i ask for headcanons for scaramouche, Tighnari and xiao? I was thinking what makes them feel loved and how they show their love in return... so, like, their love languages? No idea if that's the right term, lmao. Thank you so much! 😍🥰

Hey there! <3 I What a cute request, thank you for sharing that idea with me! I really had lots of fun working on this one, although I think Scaramouche might be a bit ooc. But I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons nevertheless. :)

Characters: Scaramouche / Wanderer, Tighnari, Xiao

What makes them feel loved & how they show their love in return (ft. gn!reader)

Scaramouche / Wanderer

Let’s keep it real, Scaramouche isn’t an overly affectionate person. For others, it’s probably hard to tell if you have a genuine relationship or if you just hate each other because Scaramouche never misses an opportunity to call you names and tease or even mock you – all in a playful manner, of course. Even he is not so cruel to hurt his lover’s feelings on purpose.

He rarely initiates any physical affection like kisses or cuddles but when he does he makes sure to put all the things he can’t put into words properly into these gestures. Every kiss from him is a silent declaration of love, and every time he hugs you he doesn’t let go until he can be sure that the hug lasted long enough to make it very clear how important you are to him. He’s also always willing to provide you some comfort whenever you’re not feeling well or had a bad day.

One thing he really hates is being away from you. Whenever your ways have to part for whatever reason, he always makes sure that you have something that reminds you of him – like a piece of clothing, a hastily scribbled note or a small gift. He doesn’t say anything about it though, so you oftentimes just find these things completely out of the blue. 

What makes him feel incredibly loved is the fact that you’re so content around him and always treat him in such a kind and gentle manner. Scaramouche is used to others avoiding him for many different reasons, one of them being fear and distrust, but you obviously confide in him so much that you can even fall asleep with your head on his chest. You don’t judge him for anything he did in the past and just accept him the way he is which is truly a rare experience for him.

He would never ever admit it but Scaramouche really turns into putty in your hands when you give him loving pet names (when there’s no one else around to hear them, of course – after all, he has a reputation to lose). There’s just something to tender and intimate about this way of addressing him, and he’s absolutely sure he will never get tired of how soft your voice sounds when you call him ‘dear’ or ‘darling’.

Tighnari

Tighnari is incredibly busy with his duties as a Forest Watcher and often spends days away from Gandharva Ville to ensure that the ecosystem of Avidya Forest is balanced or to deal with the effects of the Withering. So, there are sometimes periods of time where you don’t see each other at all or just for a couple of moments before he has to leave again.

This is why he mainly shows his love by spending uninterrupted quality time with you. He loves to take you on long walks during the forest where you can either talk or dwell on your own thoughts while you wander around together, holding hands and enjoying each others’ company. He shows you all of his favorite spots around Avidya Forest and takes the time to explain things to you if you have questions about a specific plant or animal you encounter on your way.

From time to time, Tighnari also surprises you with a picnic. He’s not a particularly talented cook but there a few dishes he mastered (including your favorites), and sometimes, he just bursts into your house with a blanket and a basket filled with food and drinks in his hands to drag you out into the forest. He just feels so at home there, and he wants to share the peaceful atmosphere with you while you enjoy a nice meal together.

One thing that makes Tighnari feel really loved and appreciated is when you show interest in his work. Just asking him about his day and the things he encountered in the forest is enough to make him fall in love with you even more, and he will happily tell you everything that happened during his patrols.

Also, the fact that you never complain when he starts to ramble about a super specific topic, like a rare and special plant or something like this. He’s so grateful that you’re never annoyed by that and oftentimes encourage him to keep talking when he realizes he’s been rambling again and starts to go silent. He also has such a soft spot for compliments. Tell him he did a good job with something and he will be putty in your hands immediately.

Xiao

To be honest, Xiao really struggled with accepting your love at first because he felt like he doesn’t deserve it, although he really couldn’t find a good reason for that, even if he tried. It’s just something that was always in the back of his head when you started to get closer.

So, with that being said, he also doesn’t really know how to show his love for you. It’s not something he ever needed to worry about but now that you’re in his life, he can’t help but feel like he’s not doing enough. In his opinion, you deserve the entire world and he sometimes thinks that he can’t give you that, no matter how often you reassure him that he makes you the happiest person in all of Teyvat. Generally speaking, Xiao isn’t good with expressing his feelings with words, hence why he focuses on proving his feelings with actions instead. He’s the type of guy who fully believes that actions speak louder than words, so whenever you need him he’s there to support you.

He allows you to take care of him when he’s not feeling well or when he’s injured, even though he’s so used to tending to his wounds on his own. Around others, he usually hides his pain because he doesn’t want to be a burden but around you, he just feels safe enough to let his guard down. You’re one of the very few people who are allowed to see his more vulnerable, soft side.

What makes him feel loved is that you accept his boundaries without ever questioning him about them. He has dealt with so much pain in the past (and still is, for the record) and it absolutely means the world to him that you don’t pressure him to talk about it more or ask him dozens of questions about this time. But he’s also well aware that you’re always there for him, should he ever need someone to talk, and that’s another thing he really appreciates.

Xiao melts on the spot every time you let him rest in your arms. There’s just something so soothing and comforting about your presence that he drifts off to sleep almost every time you hold him close, playing with his hair or whispering sweet nothing into his ear.

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed it, please consider liking, reblogging or leaving a comment. I’d really appreciate the support. <3

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🧡TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet🧡

TFP Ratchet SFW alphabet.(This is my first time doing this, don't judge)

A = Affection (How affectionate they are)

- Ratchet doesn't really show affection alot, the only things you'll get in public are a small peck on the cheek or a normal kiss. (Maybe even a small nuzzle?)

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?)

- Ratchet would be less grumpy with you and a little bit more open, not alot just a little..

C = Cuddles

- After a loooong and stressful day, expect some Cuddles, which is alot... even if he doesn't cuddle after a long day you'll still get some in berth.

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

- Well if Cybertronians needed to eat, he'd be Gordon Ramsey, so your getting 5 star meals every night babyyyyy~

- Ratchets a clean freak, even though his work space can get messy he always needs to clean it up afterwards.

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

- If you broke up with him first, he'd respect your wishes and wish you luck and give you a hug even though he would be upset.

- If he broke up with you first.. let's just say, he ain't talkn after-

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment?)

- Terrified but up for it.

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

- Oh he's very gentle, he wouldn't hurt you in the slightest, even emotionally he tries his best not to hurt your feelings. Even if he is grumpy-

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

- He likes especially after a stressful moment or day.

- He likes them often unless it interrupts his work.

I = I love you (How do they say I love you?)

- "I love you y/n... you've made me the happiest mech in the world."

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get?)

- Oh he gets very jealous-

- If he does get jealous he just scoffs alot and holds his tounge and goes into a mood about it.

K = Kisses

- If your upset he'll give you a few pecks and maybe some butterfly kisses.

- If its just a normal kiss, just a nice passionate kiss on the lips.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

- It depends, if the kids being a brat he'll ignore them.

- but if the kids a sweetheart he'll maybe have a conversation.

M = Morning- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

N = Night

- He reads books before sleeping, makes him feel tired enough to go sleep.

- SLEEPY CUDDLES!!!

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

- He's not open about himself, unless he's very very VERY upset about somthing.

- Or that one time he did dru- I MEAN- synth-N

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

- I think you know

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

- He remembers everything but does slip up once and a while.

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

- First kiss or the first time he saw you.

S = Security (How protective are they?)

- He's very protective of you, but not that protective.

- Like if you got a paper cut he'd just shrug and walk away. (Not in a rude way tho)

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

- A TON OF EFFORT

- Remember he cook like Gordon Ramsey *wink wink*

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

- His grumpiness.

- Feel free to glare at him everytime he scoffs!!

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

- He doesn't care really, he's old, he doesn't care about that stuff anymore.

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

- Yeah, pretty mutch..

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

- He's tried pepto bismol once.

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

- honestly I don't know

- if your annoying ig? Just try not piss him off-

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

- He has a whole routine..

- he goes for a shower, reads a book, gets cuddley with you, then he's asleep.

- He snores and sleep talks in his sleep somtimes, so yea-

(This was my first time at this so yea! Hope you enjoyed!)

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dr. dreamy ; bones

fandom: star trek

pairing: bones x reader

summary: it’s been a while since you’ve been laid, and it’s starting to affect your mood so jim offers his help before quickly realising that you’re still hung up on a mysterious ‘mr. dreamy’ from your academy days... but he soon finds out that the man you’ve been in love with for the past five years is, in fact, the enterprise’s best doctor

notes: did somebody say hyper-fixation? also, if you haven’t noticed already, i have a favourite formula... i wrote this while sick, so apologies if its crap, but let me know what you think!

warnings: swearing and horny

word count: 4173

The turbolift halts when it reaches the deck on which the upper-most access to the warp core is located. Your steps are sluggish, and the lace on your left boot is about five strides from falling untied, but you don’t really care to fix it even as you feel your boot go lax. Your heel begins to slip in and out of place just as you reach the door to one of the larger maintenance rooms.

“What’s got your knickers in a twist?” Scotty asks as soon as he sees you.

You shrug, “just tired.”

“Too tired to remember where you’re s’pposed to be?” he stops you from picking up the spare pair of gloves from the bench, “first aid trainin’?”

A vague memory fights its way to the front of your mind, and you recall being ordered by Jim to attend the annual first aid training course that at least two crew members from each division were required to attend.

“Why me?” you sigh, “why can’t you be the first aid officer, or-or Ayden?” The young brunette lieutenant who was half-concealed behind a large metal tank pokes his head out.

“Because,” Scotty says, dismissing Ayden with a wave of his hand, “the capt’n requested you specifically, and I know he’s a bit of bastard sometimes but he’s still our capt’n.”

“He just wants me to suffer because he has to,” you grumble.

He chuckles as he grips your shoulders and physically turns you back toward the door, “I doubt you’ll be sufferin’ much, lassie, I heard the CMO himself is runnin’ this one.”

Your feet forget their steps and you stumble before catching yourself on the doorjamb. “W-Why is Bones running it? Isn’t he busy? He never does this kind of thing,” you say as you turn back to face Scotty.

He shrugs, “capt’n’s orders, I guess. Now go before you’re late.”

You drag your feet out the door, down the corridor, and into the lift once again, all the while muttering about all the ways you intend on getting back at Jim.

You met Jim on your second day at Starfleet Academy and were almost immediately joined at the hip, being one of the only women on campus who was immune to the man’s charm. Well, not entirely immune at first, but you’ve definitely built it up over the years. It took a whole twelve months before you met his other other half, the doctor, and no matter how many years you spend with that man, you will never be immune to Leonard McCoy. From the moment you met him, you knew you were doomed, though you still tried desperately to deny it and got pretty good at controlling your body’s reactions to him. Your thoughts, however, not so much.

For almost two whole years, you managed to keep your crush under wraps, even though it was quite literally crushing you. It was one drunken night when you finally confessed to Jim, not quite revealing the identity of the man you were in love with but giving him enough information that he actually comforted you. That was when you realised it was a lost cause, and you were condemned to pine after this man for all eternity, because even James Tiberius Kirk couldn’t make a joke about your heartache. He did, however, affectionately nickname this mysterious man ‘Mr. Dreamy’ and continue to ask you about him and allow you to vent. It was nice to not have to bottle it all up, but it felt strange talking to one of your best friends about the other without him even knowing that it was the other best friend that you were talking about. Your conscience certainly took a guilty blow every time you’d end up in tears in Jim’s arms, or have to quickly change the conversation because Leonard was approaching. Jim never questioned it though, nor did he push the topic when you stopped bringing it up once aboard the Enterprise, leaving him to assume that Mr. Dreamy was left behind at the academy.

“You’re late,” Jim says as you fall into the chair beside him.

“You’re ugly,” you retort.

The large conference room is devoid of the oversized table that usually sits at its center, instead there are only two smaller tables piled high with medical equipment surrounded by a number of limbless, humanoid dummies. You and Jim are sitting in the front row of the audience chairs, whereas most of the crew attending had opted for further back.

“That’s no way to speak to your captain,” he chuckles, “what’s got your panties in a knot?”

“My panties are neither yours nor Scotty’s business,” you snap, though as soon as the words leave your lips you know you’ve given away exactly the reason why they are in a proverbial knot.

You’ve been aboard the USS Enterprise for almost two years, which means it’s been two years and one month – give or take a day – since you’ve been laid, and holy shit are you frustrated. It isn’t that you have an aversion to sex, or are practicing abstinence, in fact, you have a very healthy enjoyment for the act. It just so happens that you can’t seem to want anyone other than the one man you can’t have, because who fucking knows what would happen if you went down that route after five long years of friendship.

Jim’s laughter turns into a childish giggle, “has it been a while?”

You roll your eyes, “yes, Jim, it’s been a while.”

“How long?”

You turn in your chair to face the curious man, “that is also none of your business.”

“You know,” he glances around the room, “I know for a fact that there are many lovely lieutenants aboard this ship who would be more than willing to scratch that itch for you.”

“Shut up,” you hiss, “and no. Do you know how complicated it can get when you sleep with someone you’re stuck on a spaceship with for five years?”

“I do, actually,” he replies, “I know very well, but that doesn’t mean we should have to ignore one of our most primal needs.”

“Primal needs,” you roll your eyes again, “I appreciate the concern, but I’ll be fine. Three more years won’t kill me.”

He gasps, “it’s been three years?”

You roll your eyes again so hard you’re sure you saw your brain, “Jim, you know very well it hasn’t been three years.”

“Wait, so you haven’t slept with any since… since we-”

“Nope,” you say, stopping him from finish that sentence.

Yep, you had sex with Jim Kirk, but in your defense, who hasn’t? It was a drunken night, one week from embarking on the Enterprise’s five-year journey, and you were both a little lonely and incredibly horny. It wasn’t half bad either, if only a little strange sleeping with one of your best friends while you were in love with the other.

“Holy shit, Y/N, I didn’t-”

“Of course you didn’t know, Jim,” you sigh, turning back to the front of the room, “besides it’s not like I haven’t had… options, I’m just not interested.”

He frowns, “don’t tell me you’re still hung up on Mr. Dreamy.”

You purse your lips to keep from laughing, not out of mirth but something more along the lines of grim amusement, and your silence is enough of an answer for Jim.

“Hey,” he places a hand on your arm, “you know, I wouldn’t object if you wanted me to… help you out again. Believe me it was no chore, I mean-”

“Jim!” you snap, “shut up before somebody hears you.”

His cheeky grin only grows wider, “come on, you think anyone on this ship would be surprised to find out we’ve slept together?”

Before you can reply, the sound of someone clearing their throat catches your attention, and you both snap toward the front of the room to find the doctor himself staring at you. His frown is harsher than usual, and his hair a little mussed, which only fills your inappropriate mind with a thousand different fantasies of the messy-haired doctor in your bed.

“Well,” Jim sighs, “maybe one person.”

You glance around to the find majority of the room watching you while the rest of them do anything they can to not witness this situation unfold.

“Sorry, Bones,” Jim says, “you can begin now.”

“Well, thank you, Jim,” the doctor replies sarcastically before turning his attention to the room, “now that our captain has given his blessing, let’s get started.”

Jim settles back in his chair, though his demeanor is less relaxed and a little more anxious than before. You keep your eyes trained on the holographic slides behind Leonard as he talks about first aid basics and what different codes and acronyms mean. You try your hardest not to look at him, but all you can think about is how much you want to jump his bones. His voice is still a little raspy from sleep, and you start to fantasize about how delicious his Southern drawl would sound whispered against your neck.

Your almost halfway through a dangerously vivid daydream when Jim nudges you. “Are you okay?” he asks, and only then do you realise that the rest of crew had begun packing away their chairs to make room on the floor.

You nod and stand, dragging your chair to the side while Jim retrieves one of the rubbery dummies from the front of the room. Everyone pairs off, and you sit on the opposite side of the dummy to Jim while he uses his PADD to pull up some notes.

“Now,” Bones says, “we’re going to practice a variety of different cardiopulmonary resuscitation techniques. The concept is the same, it just depends on the anatomy of the patient.”

Jim hands you the PADD and you start flipping through all the different diagrams of different species’ anatomies, each illustration pointing out the location of the body’s heart, lungs, and esophagus.

“How the hell does he remember all these?” you wonder aloud.

Jim chuckles, “why do you think he’s so grumpy all the time?”

You get up on your knees for a better angle at the dummy and place your hands over where the heart would be on a human.

“I have to ask,” he says before you can start practicing compressions, “how do you even know if Mr. Dreamy is still single? Why wait for him?”

“It’s not like I still think I have a chance with him,” you reply, “it’s just… complicated.”

“How could it be complicated? I know you’ve got your excuses, but if you’re so in love with this guy, what’s to lose if you just ask him out?”

You can’t help but glance over your shoulder at the doctor. He’s kneeling beside another pair and helping them with their hand placement.

“It just is,” you say, before starting CPR on your own dummy.

“Well,” Jim says, “my offer still stands, because who knows how long before you’re grumpier than the good doctor over there.”

You sit back on your heels and gesture for him to take his turn, deciding not to acknowledge his proposal. After taking turns on three different methods of CPR, the doctor appears beside you.

“Do you need any help?” he asks as he kneels on the floor, and you want to say yes but you know he’s only referring to the dummy.

“You underestimate us, Bones,” Jim replies, “we’re top of the class.”

“Sure you are,” Bones rolls his eyes, “show me then.”

Jim sits back and gestures for you to do the honors.

You turn to the doctor, and the butterflies in your stomach erupt into a frenzy. “J-Just human?” you ask, cursing yourself for stuttering.

He nods and you lean over the dummy, placing your hands over where the sternum would be and starting a rhythmic pulse of compressions.

“Harder,” he says, which almost makes your hands slip off the dummy entirely. “Don’t be scared to break a rib, I’m sure they’d prefer a broken bone over death.”

You take a deep breath to compose yourself and put a little more force into the compressions. After counting to thirty, you tip the head of the dummy back, pinch its rubbery nose, and act as if you’re blowing into its mouth without actually putting your lips on it. Then you return to performing compressions.

“Good girl,” the doctor praises, and your sure your heart stops just as your breath does. Your hands slip and you have to catch yourself on the floor to keep from faceplanting.

You sit back and stare at Bones’ arms as he rolls his sleeves up and positions himself over the dummy.

“Make sure you interlock your fingers,” he says, “and keep your arms extended, that way you won’t lose stability.”

You want to listen, but you can’t stop staring at his bare arms as he performs perfect CPR on the doll in front of you. His skin is tanned and taught across his strong muscles, honed from years of practicing to have the steadiest and most skilled hands in all of Starfleet. His hands, oh god, you’ve had countless dreams about them tangling in your hair and touching every inch of your body.

You shift a little to try and relieve the pressure building between your thighs.

“Jim,” Bones says, “your turn.”

You look up to find Jim staring at you, his brows furrowed and a question on his lips as he slowly moves to take over from the doctor. Once satisfied with Jim’s technique, Bones leaves to help another pair and you quickly start flipping through the PADD to find the next diagram.

“Y/N,” Jim says, his tone suddenly serious.

You glance up, your cheeks hot, “Captain.”

He stares at you, his blue eyes trapping you and stopping you from looking away no matter how much you want to.

“Holy shit,” you can practically see the lightbulb flash above his head, “holy shit, I can’t believe I didn’t notice! I mean, it’s so obvious, and- how the hell did I not realise? Holy shit.”

“Jim-”

“It’s Bones!” he exclaims, earning startled glances from the people surrounding you.

“Jim, please-”

“No, no, no, you’re not lying your way out of this one,” he says, “I can’t believe you wouldn’t tell me that Mr. Dreamy- or should I say Doctor Dreamy is Bones.”

You sink onto your bum and cross your legs on front of you, leaning your elbows on your knees as you hide your face in your hands. “Jim, please don’t say anything,” you plead, “he can’t know, no one can know.”

“The way you look at him, the way you’ve always looked at him,” he goes on, though his voice is significantly lower, “I can’t believe I didn’t notice.”

Before you can say another word, Bones calls the room’s attention. Behind him, the holographic slides have changed to new points of information, and everyone falls silent to listen to the doctor’s speech.

You can see Jim squirming from the corner of your eye as you try to listen to the rest of the seminar, but it’s almost impossible to hear anything over the beating of your own heart. Heat washes over you in waves, ensuring your cheeks remain a bright shade of red and making your uniform feel itchy and tight. It feels like an eternity before Bones announces a break for lunch.

You grab Jim before he can move and begin dragging him out of the room, down the corridor, and into one of the smaller, vacant conference rooms.

He’s already giggling as you flop into one of the chairs, “you’re in love with Bones.”

You sigh, “yep.”

“And have been for five years?”

“Yep.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Because it’s stupid,” you reply, “and when I first met him, he was still getting over the divorce. Every time we’d drink together, he’d end up ranting about his ex and either make himself angry or upset. We all became such good friends, and before I knew it… I just didn’t want to ruin the friendship.”

“Ruin the friendship?” he repeats, “what are we? Teenagers in some old, soapy television drama?”

You shrug, “yes, I’m in love with him, but I’d rather have him in my life even just as a friend than not at all.”

“What makes you think he wouldn’t want to be with you?”

“Have you seen the women who hit on him?” you scoff, “and the women he’s been with? I could never-”

“Hey,” he interrupts you and pinches your chin between his thumb and forefinger, “none of that. You’re gorgeous, and Bones would be an idiot not to agree.”

“Okay,” you swat his hand away, “say we did go out, but it didn’t go well, and then I’ve lost one of my closest friends and made it incredibly awkward for you. Not to mention being stuck on this damn ship with him for another three years.”

Jim huffs, his eyes boring into his own shoes. It looks as if he’s having his own argument in his head, his posture rigid and his lips set into a hard line.

“Jim, just promise-”

“Sorry to interrupt,” a red-shirted lieutenant pokes their head through the door, “but I actually have this room booked in five minutes.”

“Oh,” you stand and grab Jim’s arm, “sorry.”

You pull your captain into the corridor and begin back toward the big conference room.

“Y/N, just hear me out.”

You turn abruptly and push Jim against the wall with a hand on his chest, “no, Jim, you hear me out. You know how I feel, and you know how long I’ve felt like this, so don’t you dare try and tell me what I should do. Just because you now know it’s Leonard doesn’t change anything.”

“Okay,” he raises his hands in surrender, “okay, I’ll shut up, I’m sorry.”

You release him slowly and he lowers his hands.

“I have to admit though,” he smirks, “he’d be an excellent lay.”

“Jim!” you exclaim, your hands balling into fists at your side.

He chuckles and looks down the corridor, his grin disappearing the instant his eyes land on the doctor. You frown and follow his gaze before quickly taking two steps back from your captain.

Jim clears his throat, “Bones-”

“We’re starting again,” the doctor says, before turning sharply and walking back into the conference room.

Neither of you say another word as you reenter the room and take a seat in the front row once again. Leonard avoids looking your way for the rest of the afternoon, and though you can’t help but worry about what you’ve done wrong, it also allows you to stare at him unashamedly. You let your thoughts run wild, imagining his hands pinning your wrists down, his body on top of yours, and his mouth everywhere as he slowly unties that knot below your stomach that’s been twisting tighter and tighter for five years.

Eventually he calls the day to an end, and everyone thanks him before shuffling out of the room, everyone but Jim.

“Dinner?” you ask.

He takes a deep breath before standing, “I’ll be there soon, you go ahead.”

Your heart thuds nervously, but you stop yourself from questioning him any further and turn toward the door. You’re the last out aside from Jim, and you can hear him address his friend just as you step into the corridor. The last of the crew shuffle into the lift. “Are you coming?” one asks.

You fight with your good conscience before shaking your head, “no, you go.”

The doors of the lift ease shut, and you turn several times on the spot, asking yourself whether you’re a sneaky person before giving in and pressing yourself against the conference room’s door.

“Bones,” you hear Jim’s voice, “just listen to me.”

“I don’t really feel like listening to you right now, Jim,” the doctor bites back.

You frown and press your ear against the door.

“Please, let me explain.”

“Explain what exactly?” Bones asks, his tone harsh, “the part where you slept with girl I love, or the part where you lied to me so that I didn’t?”

You smack your hand over your mouth to keep from gasping… or screaming.

“I didn’t lie to you, Bones, I just-”

“You told me she was in love with some other guy, and that I couldn’t ask her out because it would only make things awkward.”

“I didn’t lie to you, I-I just didn’t know that-” Jim sighs loudly, “Bones, I am sorry, we were both drunk and it didn’t mean anything, it was just-”

“Just sex?” Bones snaps, “that’s all it ever is with you, Jim, you never think about anyone else.”

“I know, it was stupid, but I never lied to you,” Jim says, “she really was- is in love with someone, but she never told me who it was. I just- I assumed it was some guy back at the academy, and I should have realised-”

“Realised what, Jim?”

You can only imagine the two of them squaring up to each other, and you try desperately not to let the picture of an infuriated Leonard turn you on.

“The guy she was- is in love with, she never told me who it was, we just called him by some stupid nickname, she’s loved him for years, but I never-”

“Are you trying to torture me?” Bones interrupts again, “spit it out, damnit!”

“It’s you!” Jim exclaims.

Your heart lurches, threatening to break through your ribcage and burst right out of your chest.

“She’s in love with you, has been for years.”

The silence is heavy, and you have to hold your breath to stay quiet.

“What are you playing, Jim?”

“Nothing, I’m telling you the truth,” their voices are no longer raised, “and I am sorry, Bones. I shouldn’t have slept with her, drunk or not.”

Another beat of silence passes.

“I didn’t realise you were still in love with her,” the captain says quietly, and you have lean against the door before your knees give way.

Bones sighs, “course I am.”

“Then tell her.”

“Tell her?”

You startle at the sound of footsteps approaching, jumping back from the door when it slides open.

Jim smirks, “I didn’t take you for the spying type.”

You don’t have a chance to reply before he pulls you into the room and drags you toward the doctor. He smiles at both of you, pats Bones on the shoulder, and leaves.

“Hi,” you murmur.

“Hi.”

Staring up at him, you soften instantly under his hazel gaze. You can feel the warmth from his body, you’re standing so close, and you’re positive your cheeks are burning red.

“I’m sorry,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair, “Jim’s just-”

You’re not sure if it’s the fact that you’re touch starved or just overwhelmed by what you’d just heard, but you surge up onto your toes and press your lips against his. He catches your waist and presses your body against his, tilting his head to allow your mouths better access to each other as his tongue slides past your lips. You can’t help the little whimper that travels up your throat, which only urges Leonard on. He turns your bodies and sits you on the table, knocking half of the equipment on it to the floor. Your legs part and he settles between them, pressing into you enough to make you shudder.

“I love you,” he says between open mouthed kisses, “by the way.”

You giggle against his lips, “I love you too.”

His hands stroke your jaw before travelling gently down your neck and chest and stopping to cup your breasts. He groans, and you sigh, before his hands continue down to your hips and he holds you in place to grind against you.

You gasp, his name falling from your lips like a prayer, “Len.”

Your hook the fingers of your right hand in the band of his pants while your left travels up under his shirt. His skin is so hot and so soft, you can feel the appreciation for him pooling in your panties.

“Oh, my God,” a voice exclaims, and you jump apart, “that was quick!”

Leonard looks over his shoulder but keeps his body facing you, concealing the bulge in his pants. “Damnit, Jim!”

The captain giggles, his grin so broad you’re worried he might get stuck like that, “this is a public space.”

At the same time, you and Leonard shout, “get out!”

He continues laughing as he leaves, and only then does Leonard disentangle himself from you and march toward the door to lock it. When he turns back, you can’t help but giggle at the delicious sight of him.

“Want some help with that?” you ask, nodding toward his crotch.

He’s back on you in less than a second, claiming your neck with a heavenly bite. “Thought you’d never ask,” he whispers against your skin.

END.

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

HI I LOVE YOU the Allies with a crush hcs you wrote are so cute I adore how you characterize everyone 😭 would you please do the SFW alphabet (from your pinned post) with America? Thank you so much :D

America SFW Alphabet

note: OMG THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!1!!! I LOVE YOU TOO SWEET ANON THANK YOUS O MUCH (i'm sorry this took me so long)

Affection: How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?

He's very openly affectionate with you, completely shameless when he kisses you in public. He compliments anything good he notices about you and always says he loves you, but he also likes hanging out with you at his favorite places.

 Best friend: What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?

Tbh Alfred just saw you and decided to have a conversation with you, this could be anywhere while anything is happening. He's a very playful friend, he really likes playing sports or video games with you.

 Cuddles: Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?

Most definitely he would. He likes if your head lays on his chest while he hold you with one arm, it makes him feel like he can protect you. Also he just seems like the type to rest on his back to me.

 Domestic: Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?

He can make scrambled eggs or toast, but thats the farthest his chef skills stretch. Cleaning isn't for him either since he always ends up breaking something on accident. He wants to wait until he can do those things to settle down, if he does. He's fine either way.

Ending: If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

He'd wait for a good time then tell you he doesn't think this is working out, he probably didn't think of what exactly to say beforehand so it probably took him a good minute to finally explain his feeling.

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

Not the wildest about marriage, he'd do it if you want though. You can also do it almost whenever, he doesn't care too much as long as he knows you love eachother. Probably wouldn't marry you like a year into the relationship though.

Gentle: How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?

He's nice and not too rough with you, but he's certainly not gentle either. Expect plently of excited hugs when you two see achother. He does care when you feel bad but he mostly just tries to distract you, unless he can fix it, then he'll gladly be your hero.

 Hugs: Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?

Hugs you a lot, doesn't even think about it either. He's naturally an affectionate partner and love's hugs. He just kinda squeezes you for 7 to 30 seconds and probably gives you a few little kisses too if you're up for that.

 I love you: How fast do they say the L-word?

Depends a bit on how your relationship started, longest it will take is a month into you guys being together.

 Jealousy: How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?

He gets pretty jealous every once in a while. Dislikes when you spend too much time with other people, also doesn’t like it at all when other guys (or girls) talk to you like they’re into you. Definitely a hugger when jealous, if it’s bad enough he’ll mention that you two are together.

Kisses: What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?

Loves to kiss you. He gives lots of excited kisses on the lips and cheek (mostly lips). His kisses aren’t all too rough though even if they’re fast, they’re always sweet.

Little one: How are they around children?

He's... alright. He's not the worst, but good is an overstatement. He likes to play with them until he's accidentally too rough and they start crying. He doesn't handle the moody ones well, but shy ones dont work either. Would not change diapers if its a baby, or do anything important in general. 3.5/10 with kids imo.

Morning: How are mornings spent with them?

Shakes you awake because he doesn't wanna be the only one awake. Thinks mornings are better when he drags you along with him to get IHOP once you two are ready, but at least he pays so thats a plus. Likes to go to the park afterwards so he can walk with you and start a race back to the car when done.

Night: How are nights spent with them?

He watches a movie before bed, won't force you to partake but will beg every time. After that he does the nightly rituals and struggles to choose a position to sleep in for about 20 minutes, then remembers something he wanted to look up and talks to you about it. Falls asleep midway through reading about it. You'd assume this would be annoying, but it grows on you.

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

A lot of people assume he's an open person but he does have things he keeps to himself. Doesn't do it all at once, just brings it up every once in awhile or if something reminds him of it. Doesn't linger on it too long, but you do start to learn his life story and whatnot the longer the relationship goes on.

Patience: How easily angered are they?

Not too easily angered. Some things can get to him though after awhile but after being frustrated for about five hours he forgives you. Can be pretty petty every once in awhile though.

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?

Remembers about 70% of what you say, he tries to listen so he can get an idea of what gifts you'd like or to hear your interests. If he hears your impressed about something you saw, he might try it himself. Doesn't remember everything you say though, especially if you tell it while he's busy. Sometimes you say "hey, remember when i told you- (blah blah blah)?" and he'll lie that he does, then pretend to know all about the subject.

Remember: What is their favorite moment in your relationship?

Definitely something stupid. Either the time he snuck a (live) snake into a glass jar in the kitchen while you were in there or when he got you to come with him to a horror escape room and you two were chased by a man in a clown costume.

Security: How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?

He'd protect you if you're in any danger, without much thought really. He is the hero so it makes sense. He doesn't get protective over too many things that aren't dangerous though, like you having other friends who are guys or anything like that. Doesn't like it if people hit on you though, not like he'll cause a scene or anything but he certainly won't allow it to pass by.

Try: How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

GIANT show off. Sometimes, though. Sometimes he'll just drive around with you while listening to music, or he'll take you to mcdonalds. Don't be shocked if he takes you on a luxury cruise for your fourth anniversary though. Also a fan of road trips to major spots in the USA with side trips to things like the salt and pepper shaker museum, or the biggest cowboy hat. LOVES day trips even if nothing special is happening though, expect one a week.

Ugly: What would be some bad habits of theirs?

Wore axe body spray at some point. Lasted two days until someone (you don't know who) had a talk with him about it. Depending on your opinion his fast food eating, and eating out very often in general might get annoying. Always pounds himself with cologne, sometimes multiple ones at once so he smells like a walking scent store. Would have a whole closet for 4th of july stuff, and sometimes brings the stuff out even when its not a partiotic holiday. Oh, also he has his flag on his boxers so look forward to seeing that if you look at the laundry.

 Vanity: How concerned are they with their looks?

Pretty shameless. He likes to wear really stupid stuff out and about to get stares since he thinks its funny. Does put some attention to what he wears though, especially if he feels its important. He likes to think he dresses good for the most part though.

Whole: Would they feel incomplete without you?

He does think you're really important, but incomplete isn't what he'd describe. He thinks of you two as not only dating, but also best friends. He does miss you though when you two are apart, but he doesn't think about you all the time either. Never think of it as you not not being valuable to him though.

Xtra: A random headcanon for them.

Cooks barbecue every damn weekend, every other week theres a pool party with it too. Since his house definitely has a pool. People there are a mix of complete strangers and close friends of his you never met before. Be prepared for that.

Yuck: What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?

He's pretty open to various types of people, he doesn't like people who argue a lot though. Doesn't like extremely negative people either, especially if it brings everyone else down too. Of course, people who are sad or not overly positive in general are fine, he actually tries to help them feel better. Doesn't like the idea of someone who dominates his life either, he wants to be able to do things without being dragged down by his partner.

 Zzz: What is a sleep habits of theirs?

Snores, noticeably but not too badly. Sleep talks too. Moves around. Always close to you though, will not ever leave ur side. Even if it means your being pulled with him if he falls off the side of the bed, which has happened before. Was funny to him, but not you.

[lunaralight09]

May I have an SFW Alphabet for SCP-073/Cain? Please and thank you for considering my request!

& bwalker0399(Wattpad) requested: DO LIKE A SCP 073 (Cain) alphabet head cannons please!💗(W)

No problem! I'm always glad to take request . Since I don't really know what to write :') But keep  in mind that my imaginations is dead-

And I'll probably rewrite old Alphabets(and ofc it will take a looong time

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

Pretty affectionate . There isn't many people who show him affection . So he'll be pretty clingy in the beginning of your relationship . Even if you both are best/close friends(But won't be too clingy if that makes you uncomfortable) And his way of showing his affection is quality time and well ... Physical touch ,if that's okay if not then words of affirmation . 

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

Well he's a nice friend , he'll listen if you rant or just felling down and want to talk about it . And he's good at keeping secrets(not really , but he'll try to keep a secret that you told him , especially if it's really serious . Not that he would tell someone if that is not serious .)

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

At first he'll be unused to cuddles and as I said will be clingy . After a while , he will be really happy to cuddle with you and will be a little less clingy . And Cain don't have a fav position , just happy to be near you . 

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

Yeah , he would want to live together with you . But, it will be a problem if you got something made of plants/plant related things/plants or flowers in your home . 

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

It's a little bit hard for him ... Okay , no it's hard for him . He's scared that you'll be really mad at him just like his brother . And he don't want to hurt your feelings too . But maybe some day , he will thinks that Foundation won't really appreciate that you are dating an anomaly , maybe they'll hurt you , so he thinks that it will be safer for you .

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

I mean . He's a little old timey and would want to marry you ... If that was possible . But he still has some thoughts about both of you getting married and maybe start a family . And he knows that the chances are low. 

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

He's pretty gentle , both physically and emotionally . He knows that if he fucks up he'll hurt your feelings or you try to attack him and you'll get hurt . So he won't be too pushy about some things and etc. 

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

Yup . Ofc he do . And I don't need to say more I already wrote about cuddles/hugs .

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

When he's just admiring you(where there isn't many people) and they he'll say that he loves you . Then realizes and panics a little .

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

He's not the type to get jealous of people you talk to . But if he sees someone flirt with you/cat call you or something then his protection mode goes up and will warn this person that you're taken and wouldn't want puch them or anything . But if they get aggressive and try to attack him . Well you know what would happen .

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

Gentle and loving . That's one of the ways he show his affection 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He can tolerate them and thinks that some of them are cute(but doesn't like then they scream . Like all/most of us). But because he didn't see and interact them for a while. 

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

I mean if you have a chance to sleep with him at least for one day . Then he will want to cuddle for a little longer . You can only get out if you convince him . And it's not that hard . He can help you with something from your routine(if you have one). No really he'll gladly help you , just ask .

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

Once again, if you have a chance to spend the night . Then ... Well . He's touch starved , so cuddle with him . Also he can listen to your rambling about problems/passion or just your talking . He's a good listener.

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?)

Even though he's affectionate with you he'll still need some time to open about all things , well secrets . He'll tell you them once he know that you're truth worthy.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Not really . He's usually irritated or just nervous, not angry . It takes some time to anger him . But if he is , he'll try to get away from people . Mostly keep the distance from you , he doesn't trust himself when angry . Since he still feel guilty about that ... Incident.

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?)

Oh for sure . His memory is really good . So he'll bring some of your favorite things in conversation with you . And will try to study more about those(if he can convenience scientists) . Well ,he can forget about few details, but hey . He's trying his best.

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

The confession. And when you hugged him for the first time . Just a simple wholesome memories.

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

He's not overprotective, but not under protective((?)idk if it is a word) . But will be protective of you when his brother's near and will try to make it look like he's protecting just another person. 'Cus he doesn't want Able to know that he's with you or he'll try to kill you as a revenge about his own death. Usually he'll stand in front or close to you if person is trying to attack you physically, if they try to be mean to you , he'll take you away from them . Maybe he'll insult them back if they're too annoying . Even if he can't get hurt physically(he still can feel pain even if he reverse the attack), he still can get upset . So he'll be really grateful if you stand up for him .

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

Ohhhh . It's a really tricky one . He would want to be able to put more effort than he already can . But he's in Foundation, so it's not much . He's still trying.

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

He has 3 of them . Fidgeting(Foot tapping to be exact.), day dreaming and pen/pencil chewing(if you give him one).

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

Eh . Not so concerned. He's usually don't care . Well even if someone points it out , he'll still don't care . Already got used to how he looks .

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

Yeah . He'll feel like his half is missing. But he is used to being alone. But if you're together for a long time . He'll feel like literally his half of soul is straight up missing. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

If he ever tried to bring you flowers, they'll be fake . You know those fake ones that looks pretty real, until you look closely and/or touch them . Yeah , pretty much he would do that . And hey! At least they won't rot after a day/few days, so that's a plus . However if you prefer plants over/like them more than flowers, he'll try to convince(once again) some scientist to get him some(That are fake ofc). Many convincing . Like a lot

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

Rude, noisy people . And that are narcistic . And who likes kids romantically .

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

Honestly he'll just go to sleep whenever he feel really tired . And the time he goes to sleep always change .

[ccuniculusmolestus]

Trip to Rome NSFW? I can't help but wonder if the revelation of the diary happened after they did it. I'M LIVING FOR THE ANGST

Ah yes, a fellow angst connoisseur! (Winterbunny fans, seek help) (/affectionate)

Also I rlly hope I amswer this ok I've written and deleted like 1920192 paragraphs bcd I wanna answer properly LOL

I'm working on a fic for this but I seriously don't know what order to put things in, or maybe I'm just lazy!!

I would like to think it makes most logical sense if:

They're fighting a lot during the Rome trip

A fight turns kinda steamy idk

They have a good night's sleep after thats over.

Henry's migraine has been coming on for a few days at that point but hits full force the next morning

BECAUSE Bunny is relatively more comfortable being closer to Henry now* he becomes even more entitled and snoops around for his diary cuz he's bored (I think Henry was bed ridden for a couple days at that point)

We all know, that like, Bunny didn't really care about the murder. I domt even think he cared about being left out. I think what REALLY got to him was the stuff Henry had written about him. We only know about "cuniculus molestus", which is relatively tame, but knowing the extent of Henry's annoyance with Bunny, I think its safe to assume he REALLY went in whenever he chewed Bunny out in his diary

Like, imagine you have a friend who you get very close to, thinking that you've made a nice connection with someone (which is rare for you). Then you start feeling like this friend, once you guys become close, is using you for your money. THEN this friend starts acting like an entitled brat and practically makes your life Hell.

I'm not saying Henry was obsessed to the point of just filling his diary with "raaarghhh i hate bunny he is so stupid dumb bitch" but whenever he WOULD write abt Bunny it would be callous, like, detached at best, cruel/insulting at worst.

*this is purely my headcanon, based on no like, factual evidence (yet) but I think Henry and Bunny were physically intimate way before the Rome thing, but they just never talked about it, or acknowledged it outside of the moment of close proximity (mainly because Bunny didn't want to face his possible bisexuality diagnosis and Henry just couldn't be arsed). Plus it happened rarely. I feel like they'd become more physically comfortable with each other immediately after they were intimate (caressing each others heads/petting one another, leaning on one another, like soft intimacy) but afterwards they'd kinda avoid one another for a few days, and especially avoid touching each other (like even the brush of a hand) because it would make Bunny uncomfortable (hes homophobic)

Based on this I think

Bunny felt even more entitled than usual to Henry's belongings and personal space, so he went snooping around his stuff when Henry was dead asf

Also, based on their already established intimacy, Henry mightve written some cruel things regarding the more intimate parts of their relationship/vulnerable aspects of Bunny.

Because I guess he was like, "Hes not ever going to read it so I can just vent my frustrations here) (WHICH, I had a whole theory a while back about how Henry intentionally left his diary around for Bunny to read....so maybe he wanted to get the ball rolling to have an excuse to get rid of Bunny) (that's a link)

But also. Theres another possible twist , like, what if Bunny found the diary first? And the fight that ensues after turns into something else purely because they're being vulnerable with one another in the moment.

Henry, in his desperation to get Bunny to shut the fuck up, and Bunny, in his explosive anger (also, cliche movie scene moment 🤓 Bunny won't shut up and Henry's afraid someone might hear them and he's also lowkey enjoying Bunny screaming at him (toxic) so he just grabs him and kisses him)

Honestly I wanna explore both scenarios in two separate one-shots BUT like, I don't wanna be repetitive w my fics like the people (my 2 readers) probably want something new (they don't care)

[kanene-yaaay]

Ya know what time is it

EXACTLY

❤️ RANDOM SUPER MARIO BROTHERS TICKLE HEADCANON'S TIME 💚

So let's go let's go:

I will forever fight for the idea that Mario is the biggest tickle monster when it comes to Luigi. Tickling him when he needs some cheering up, squeezing his sides when Luigi is feeling too nervous and need some encouraging to do a task or a little less ox anxious thoughts in his head, poking and poking and dodging from Luigi's protesting hands only to scribble on his tickle spots until he is ""convinced"" to join Mario in another adventure (he was already going to do it on the first place, but sometimes he can't help but pretend to put a bit of a grumpy fight), getting random tickle hugs just because Mario felt like a tickle monster today...

BUT

I think Luigi is the king of accidental tickles.

Sometimes he doesn't even know what he is doing! He is already very physically affectionate so it's only natural that when he pokes and prods Mario's stomach sometimes his hands will slip and hit a tickle spot without meaning to, or when he gives him a big hug and a nice squeeze his fingers will accidentally dig on his sides or he will try to give his bro an encouraging knee-squeeze it will just lay right on that place that makes Mario snort and etc etc

He doesn't even realize it, most of the time! He seems to have a hidden skill to find everyone's secret tickle spots because everyone swears that they weren't even that ticklish before knowing him the first place!

But, here is the thing: Luigi is playful, and quite determined too, especially when it comes to the people he cares about.

So he may get one or two unexpected giggles w his tickly accidents, but, the moment he realizes what is happening and why the person he is hugging is smiling and tittering? Ohhh, it's over! Rip rip

That only makes harder for Mario because the tickles are already the most unexpected as they could be and you add having to hid your surprised squeal to not activate your little bro's inner tickle monster? Good luck w that! Rip our dear Mario fr qgfwdwvwhvwfwc

Toad gives me the vibes of someone who would start tickle fight in the most unappropriate moments (like when Peach is in an important, royal meeting and can NOT start giggling non stop in the middle of it, EXCUSE me, Toad) and use his heigh and speed to NYOOOM his way out of trouble and hid behind Mario, who is more than ready to accept anyone's fight as his own and have like 50/50 of chance to help him to escape/tickle the person (especially if that person is Peach because.... her ... her giggles ♡) OR help to catch him. Toad is laughing like a gremlin the entire time XD

Anyway I can't stop thinking about them and tickles and giggles thank you for coming to my ted talk

(also.... a minute of your attention:

Mario and Luigi and cheer up tickles

that is it)

[shojimezolovemail]

I dont think I've ever seen anyone write for jackass platonically this is exciting.

could I request how the guys are w someone who is overly affectionate in all ways? like super big on physical touch and always buys them things yk? tysm<333

A/N: slowly but surely getting all the requests done i swear :”)

warnings: none besides the mention of alcohol

pairing(s): jackass cast x platonic!reader

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE

i think johnny’s a pretty affectionate person anyway

so he’d definitely really appreciate any that you give him

you probably gave him a small gift upon meeting him and he keeps it in his office right on his desk

you usually won’t even have to initiate if you want a hug though

he’s already hugging everyone in his sight

you’re near him and someone got hurt? he’s latched onto you while laughing his ass off

he’ll return the affection you give him too

whenever there’s a long day of shooting

johnny always lets you rest your head on his shoulder or just lean on him

STEVE-O

steve-o also seems pretty affectionate

not so much to outsiders but he is

once you attach yourself to his hip, he’s pretty lovey

you’d bring him random baked goods or food during the week and he’d immediately begin to appreciate you more than anyone

if you’ve seen his MTV cribs, you’d know how much it would be appreciated

after that he tries to assure you he’ll return the favor or pay you back

but you’re constantly telling him it’s just your nature

steve o’s pulling you into a hug once he’s finished an epic stunt

probably picking you up and spinning around

CHRIS PONTIUS

pretty affectionate anyways

always open to your physical affection

if you bring him little gifts, he’s excited every time

even if it’s just a bracelet you made the morning of, he’ll never take it off

he’s always super appreciative of everything you do too

chris is pulling you in for hugs or grabbing your hands after you give him something

if you’re being physical, he’s wrapping his arms around you and holding you close

going out to events with the crew

you always end up as chris’ date

BAM MARGERA

he’s like a weird cat

bam’s not super affectionate himself

but he welcomes yours once he gets more comfortable with you

he especially likes the little gift part of your affection though, mainly because he likes seeming what you present him

you’ve brought him multiple HIM merch items and he has to contain his excitement

those are the times where he initiates the affection

pulling you in for a side hug

bam’s also good for going to clubs/bars with

he’ll let you use him as something to rest against as long as you let him do the same

RYAN DUNN

not super affectionate because he’s not used to it

everyone gets on him for not smelling the best so when you show him physical affection

he’s a little flustered

ryan’s definitely not against it but just very confused

he appreciates it though even if he doesn’t really show it

if he sees you having a bad day, he’s quick to open his arms and let you take yourself into then

you’re always leaning on him or touching him somehow

the gifts you bring him are usually homemade and he keeps as many of them as he can

DANGER EHREN

i don’t think he’s really used to people being nice to him without there being a prank involved

so he’s a lot more hesitant than others

but eventually you try to comfort him after a bad stunt

so he becomes progressively more comfortable

ehren is more lenient on physical affection so

you definitely take advantage of that

after he fell for the soup? tackling him in a hug

now you both smell like soup

he’s become accustomed to bracing himself if he hears you because you will tackle him in a hug

DAVE ENGLAND

dave’s pretty neutral on affectionate

he’s also someone who’s confused by the affection he receives though

you mainly give him gifts related to helping with his stomach issues or things that reminded you of him

so he’s very appreciative of you for sure

the first time you hug him without wanting he’s stiff like a board

also probably a little drunk when you do so he laughs about it

dave also makes you be his date to almost every premiere

on set, he’s seeking your affection after bad stunts

you also like sneaking up behind him and giving him hugs (freaks him out the first few times)

[rjshepherd]

Billy Hargrove SFW Alphabet

so i tried to have this done last night and then fell asleep at W. oops.

long post below the cut

Billy SFW

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

As I'm sure we’re all aware, Billy is incredibly touch starved. Actually, the poor boy is affection starved in general. He doesn't really know how to show affection that isn't in a transactional way. i.e you make him feel good and he’ll do the same thing for you. He can be affectionate in a very superficial way, charming words and small presents and little touches. To Billy this isn't really affection, this is just what's expected of him by the people who want him. It's just a script he follows, he doesn't get any real enjoyment out of it. 

I think of him like a skittish cat. You need to warm him up a little with your affection before he feels safe enough to give it back. Be genuine and start small and don't expect anything back. EVENTUALLY he will realise this relationship is different and let his walls down a little.  Billy likes to share as his love language: he gives you his jacket, some of his food, his tapes, a sip of his drink etc. he likes to share space with you but only you're alone, pda squicks him out. 

Once he's comfortable, Billy will literally take any affection you want to give. You wanna softly squidge his face and give him kisses? Cool! wanna call him over to taste what you're cooking? Nice! You got him something dumb from a gift shop in another state? Sweet it's going on his fireplace forever now. I will say that since he is so unaccustomed to affection, it's going to take a while for him to realise what you're doing IS affection and probably even longer for him to start reciprocating. But when he does? Oh boy you won't be able to get away from it. 

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

Absolute nightmare lets get that straight right away. Billy would treat you like any other friend at the start: you go to parties neither of you are really interested in, kicking your ass at basketball and generally making a nuisance of himself at your house. But the more he does it, the lamer his excuses get. It’s obvious that it's not you he really wants to hang out with, at least not at first. He just wants an out, an excuse not to go back to cherry lane and be stuck in the house with neil. Of course you know he’s only prolonging the inevitable, and staying out all night with the excuse he had one beer at dinner at yours and didn't want to drive home was never going to fly for long. 

After a while he does genuinely start to enjoy hanging with you. It's a nice change of pace from always having to be ‘on’ in front of the others. You're his person, the first to hear news good or bad, his one phone call and the place he goes when things are bad at home. He comes by all hours of the day and night looking for company or even just a place to lay his head. He's over so often you might as well get him his own key. 

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

Billy is a little afraid of physical contact for obvious reasons, particularly when he's not in control. For that reason I think you should let him do most of the initiating of contact, at least at the start. The way he flinches or jumps when someone or something touches him without warning is heartbreaking. Even before you hear the whole story, it's obvious something is up. At first I imagine he only cuddles in his sleep, subconsciously reaching out for comfort when he's under but pulling away again as soon as he wakes up. Eventually however he’ll want to purposefully fall asleep and wake up in contact with you. He likes being little spoon and if he's decided you can be trusted he’ll rarely be out of your space. Even if there's seats available you'll find him gradually creeping towards you until he winds up on your lap (or you on his). Maybe he’ll lean against your legs on the sofa or put his head in your lap. Any excuse to sit and chill with you. 

I mentioned above he doesn't like any kind of pda but sometimes if he's feeling anxious, he’ll reach out and link pinky fingers with you. Just a little weight for reassurance and so you can't feel how clammy his hands are, he gets embarrassed by it. 

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

Billy is very domestic but it's not really by choice. He learned by watching his mom essentially be a maid for his father, but being a child he didn't realise what was going on: he was just happy to spend time with her and I doubt she’d complain about having company or another pair of hands to do the laundry or cook dinner. When she left, Billy took over the majority of the housework. At first it was an attempt to keep the peace; Neil cant be angry if everything is perfect right? House tidy and dinner on the table and everything will be good. It never worked that way, Neil always found something to complain about and even if he didn't outright punish Billy he certainly knew how to make an atmosphere to the point Billy just stopped bothering by the time susan was on the scene. 

In Hawkins, Billy goes out of his way to help as little around the house as possible. He can do all of the chores, probably better than max, and could probably even cook better than Susan ( i canon billy's mom was hispanic /native or of hispanic/native descent so she knew a lot of traditional dishes) but given he’s damned if he does and damned if he doesn't, he’d rather just not waste the effort.

The only chore he does religiously is tidying things up. Nothing on the counter tops, no trash sitting in the bin, no laundry piling up on chairs or in baskets. Again, he doesn't enjoy this, he's just doing it to keep the peace because he knows neil will absolutely fly off the handle if he finds anything that could be considered “mess” 

Alone, in his own place? He can be kind of a slob but only at the start of living there, he eventually gets tired of it and tidies up but only because HE wants to, not because he's being forced. 

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

Billy is a ghoster at best and a “we were never REALLY dating” dudebro at worst. Most of his relationships have been so short lived that the other person has no comeback, they usually don't argue with him. He has a tendency to call things off when he starts catching feelings. Trauma response i guess, ‘you can't leave me if i leave first’ sort of thing. I imagine if you wanted to be in it for the long haul you’d need to (gently) call him on his bullshit. He's not emotionally intelligent enough to realise that's why he's doing what he's doing. If you were done with him too, then no harm no foul, let him call things off. But if you really care about him you're going to have to fight for it. Honestly I think he might love you all the more for it. 

That being said, if you two really weren't happy together, he would absolutely make you be the one to break up with him, not the other way around. 

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

Hmm. not positive feelings if i'm honest. Maybe that's because he’s got literally no model or frame of reference for a healthy relationship, but he's not really game for the kind of commitment where you have to get the government involved. Something purely symbolic? Sure he can do that, he doesn't need to have a piece of paper to say he’s yours and you're his. If I'm being totally honest he might propose and then get cold feet about the whole thing. He has anxiety about relationships breaking down and having no one left AND anxiety about losing his freedom to leave if he needs too. Basically the man has a lot of anxiety. 

In an ideal world, maybe 10 years post vecna nonsense when everyone has had a LOT of therapy I can see him settling down with someone, maybe somewhere along the west coast. I imagine it’d be a small affair, maybe even just rings, max as flower girl and a closed ceremony in city hall . I imagine if you had the kind of money to splurge, he’d rather you did it on the honeymoon than just the wedding: maybe a week in Bali? Sidney? Somewhere he can go surf and look at you being cute on the beach.

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

He's trying his best and all things considered he’s doing pretty good. 5 outta 10 but an A for effort. Post starcourt he's the one who needs a gentle approach. You need to be clever about it though because if he thinks you're treating him like glass he's going to throw a shitfit. Treat him like normal with a little extra patience and softness and you'll get the best reaction from him. Normal Billy is rough the way most young men are, a little bit crude, a little boisterous etc. he’ll calm down with age but if that's not your jam you’ll need to be direct and tell him it's not on. 

I can't see him being physical with you, even in an argument. Billy never throws the first punch even when he's on the back foot and he’ll be damned if he ever raises his hand to someone he loves. He can be mean but he's not as bitchy as say, Steve harrington or as cutting and to the point as Murry, but his words still have edge, mostly because they hit close to home.

He’ll usually apologise after he calms down though. 

We know Billy has a temper but I imagine with age and therapy that will fade too; even when he’s at his worst he's more likely to implode rather than explode. On his bad days he is sharp and quiet, so gentle and slow moving you might mistake him for a statue. On his best days he’s rowdy but oh so soft, bursting with big energy and bigger emotions. He’ll blast his music at full volume and dance around the living room and his happy smile is contagious even when things have been rough for you. Don't mistake a calm Billy for docility or apathy. Just because he's sitting quietly for a change doesn't mean he isn't ready to jump up and greet you like a dog seeing its owner after work. 

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

Billy is reluctant to hug at first, he’s just not used to physical contact that doesn't cause some sort of pain or discomfort for him. His hugs are a little rough around the edges; he doesn't quite know when it's gone on for long enough to be awkward, what kind of strength to use that's not “i don't want to touch you” or “ i'm going to crush you”. His hugs are very warm and he always smells of aftershave or some fancy hair product. He does that thing that some folks do when hugging where he wiggles you both back and forth like a little dance, which I think is very cute. I will say after Neil is gone he starts to enjoy hugs more and more; he hugs as a greeting and as a goodbye and no matter who he’s sitting beside on the sofa it's almost a guarantee he’ll throw his arm around their shoulders at some point. There aren't many people in the Party who are taller or heavier than him, at least not until the starcourt incident. After that he has a habit of backpacking people when they aren't expecting it or doing that “if i jump, surely (name) will catch me” when people are already holding things. If Billy decides he wants your affection, he wants it then and there, no waiting for silly things like putting down hot coffee or perishable objects. 

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

He says it super fast in a superficial sense. It's hard to unlearn some of his manipulative tactics to get what he wants from people. Dropping an L bomb or peppering it into his compliments is a good way to endear people to him. As for saying it and actually meaning it? That takes a long time and it's going to come out of left field. He’s most likely to mutter it while half asleep, dozing off beside you while watching a movie or something. He’s voted most likely to blurt it out will having sex and imediatly regretting it, too embarassed to explain himself. 

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

Billy is very jealous at times but i dont think it's out of malice or a need to control, at least not like Neil. He's afraid of having the rug pulled out from under him again, afraid to lose someone and something that is finally just his and his alone. He can come off controlling and manipulative but again, I don't think he means to be toxic. It comes from a place of fear and pointing it out to him is likely to make him mad in the immediate and then introspective when he calms down. He’s not stupid, he doesnt want to be like Neil and he certainly doesnt want to drive his partner or new friends  away. His need to control things is another anxiety response. It's not an excuse but talking with him I'm sure you can at least empathise with his reasoning, talk to him calmly when he's being jealous or paranoid about you or relationships with other people. He’s a work in progress, give him grace. 

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

Pda is a no no for him but at home? He is never away from you. If he doesn't give you a kiss, even on the top of the head as he passes your chair, assume he is unwell. His kisses are always fleeting and a little brisk but they are many and often. He’ll kiss anywhere in range but cheeks, forehead and top of the head (if you are a lot smaller than him) are his favourite targets. He likes forehead kisses but also nose bumps/nose kisses. His hands are often sore after starcourt so he likes when you hold them to your warm face and pepper little soft kisses on them. He's not big on you kissing his scars. The wounds are still a little fresh in both the literal and figurative sense, but he enjoys kissing yours and he’s happy to let you give the birthmark on his shoulder a lil smooch.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Post starcourt Billy is practically a second babysitter for the younger teens. Ok he can't drive them around like Steve can since the camaro is a scrap heap, but he’s got good advice and he’s a good listener. I think its fandom consensus that Billy gets the girls and steve takes the boys but they get joint custody of Will which i wholeheartedly agree with. He’s good at doing the girls hair, happy to let them paint his nails and listen to them bitch about their boyfriends. Ok 90% of his advice is “just throw the whole boyfriend out” or “ok who are we burying? lemme get my shovel” but he means well. He offers to teach the kids how to drive when they want their licence because he's a much better and far more patient teacher than Steve and after everything he’s been through he won't even blink when one of the kids spins out in the denny's parking lot. 

I don't think he’d have as much patience for little kids, at least not until he’s old enough to want some of his own. He likes to tease and he likes it when he gets back as good as he gives from little sass pots like max and Erica. 

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

Billy is not a morning person, he only gets out of bed before noon on sufferance. Part of that is the fact he is usually so anxious he’s exhausted from the tension and nervous energy. The other part is just not wanting to start the day with Neil in the house. It's hard to unlearn so expect to see him shuffling around like a blanket wrapped zombie with his 3rd cup of coffee when he has to get up in the morning for work or therapy or something. If he has the choice he likes to lie late and go to bed late, even if he’s not sleeping just being able to spend uninterrupted time in bed is one of his favourite things, even better if he can spend it with you. 

When he does finally get up it takes him an age to get ready. Post starcourt he’s let it slide a little for sheer lack of energy but normally he’s in the bathroom for at least 30 minutes, washing, shaving and getting his hair into the exact right shape. It's not just a vanity thing, he likes to look his best, he feels less anxious when he does. It's a small thing he can control about his life. He’s quite happy for you to help him with some of it if you really wanted to speed things along but you might find he goes even slower to spite you. 

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

Billy loves the night. The dark can be scary but with enough lights and blankets there's few things that can make him feel more comfortable (except you maybe). There are no expectations at night, he can go out and party till dawn or he can sit in his pyjamas at 3am and eat cereal while watching goosebumps on vhs. The world is his oyster. There is another side to this that Billy refuses to admit most of the time: he suffers from nightmares, night terrors and even occasional sleep walking. It's got to the point that the first two are just annoying more than frightening but the sleepwalking still gets to him. He's never done anything more than sleep in the bathtub or pour entire jugs of milk out into the sink but he's terrified one day the mindflayer will come back and he’ll be sleepwalking through life. There's no amount of reassurance that will convince him otherwise, you really just need to get him to focus, breathe and come down by himself until the logic portion of his brain starts working again. 

On a lighter note some of his favourite things to do are even better at night. He loves swimming in the moonlight, going for a drive somewhere quiet and watching the stars, maybe camping out and watching the sunrise. If the weather is bad he likes to open all the windows so the room is freezing, grab his thickest blanket and hunker down while listening to the rain or snow plink off the roof. 

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?)

Billy is very closed off, even to those closest to him. He’s learned over the years that having your heart on your sleeve is a good way to get hurt. He won't tell you things directly, maybe once in a blue moon you'll get something cryptic out of him about his past or certain triggers but that's it. I will say he’s not exactly hard to read; he doesn't have a great deal of emotional intelligence to understand what he's feeling a lot of the time (before therapy at least), so he’s not exactly skilled at hiding it. A reasonably intelligent person could probably piece things together without much prompting. Billy is always surprised when his partners show so much knowledge of what he's thinking or feeling without him telling them what's up. He just doesn't get it ??? how can you know him so well??? He loves you very much for it, helping him to put words to the feelings he can't.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Billy has so much patience for many things for someone with a short fuse. He's worked on himself over the years to just know when to take a deep breath and unclench his jaw. People hassling the select group of people he's elected to give a shit about still brings out his mean streak, he's got no patience for people who shout and don't have inside voices  and he has had to be physically restrained by max el and will when they saw some parent make their kid cry at a restaurant because they spilled their drink. He spent the rest of the night complaining that they should have AT LEAST given the kid a sippy cup and WHO MAKES SUCH A BIG DEAL ABOUT SPILLED SODA IT'S LIKE $0.50. El nods along even though she's not 100% sure how much 50 cents is. Max is considering pouring salt in their drinks when they aren't looking  and Will is trying to be the adult and stop Billy from taking it a step further by slashing their tires. 

Billy's anger to me is generally a slow burn. He can get pissy about things for days but it's little more than bluster that blows out like a birthday candle once it's addressed. When he does get really mad it's like a firecracker, a short sharp burst that's gone in an instant. It's not sustainable to be so angry for so long and frankly he’d rather spend his energy elsewhere these days. 

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?)

Billy gives the air of someone who couldn't give a shit if he tried but we all know it's just a show, he cares so much and feels things so deeply. He tries so hard to remember every little thing but it's just not possible because he has so many thoughts in his head already. Bless his cotton socks he does try, even if he can't be exactly he guesses and usually gets pretty close, making a mental note to try really really hard to remember for next time.

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

I think that all things considered, Billy remembers time at school with you most fondly. Things were terrible back then, even before shit hit the starcourt fan. But having you around always gave him a reason to smile, even if it was only for a moment. You weren't a couple or even had many classes together but seeing you by the lockers, maybe in the cafeteria at lunch, occasionally catching each other's eye. He hated how sickly sweet it all was but he couldn't deny there was something different, maybe even nice about exchanging glances with you, like you weren't just looking at him like another piece of ass and if either of you ever just talked he might actually enjoy the conversation . I guess that's why his yearbook says lunch was his favourite period. 

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

Billy is an incredibly protective person. It's an instinct ingrained into his bones to throw himself between the danger and the other person. He doesn't think, he just does it and it's only ever ended badly for him. Still he won't be dissuaded, he's a protector at heart and he always will be. With him around you have scary dog privileges. Him just being there is usually enough to protect you from most things but he is always ready to throw hands for your sake. He never starts the fights but he damn well finishes them. 

Billy takes protection hard. He’s afraid if he admits he wants to be protected he’ll come across as weak and you won't want to be around him anymore. He sees weakness in himself in any form and just starts hearing neils voice telling him he's not good enough for anyone to even want to protect him. He tries his hardest to shrug it off but when he's already down or in a panic attack what he really needs is to just sit by you, hear your comforting voice, smell your scent and feel even just a hand on his shoulder to ground him in reality where none of those terrible things are true. 

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

As mentioned above he has the air of someone who doesn't give a shit about anything but it really isn't true. He is sort of a low maintenance kind of person when it comes to dates and presents and I imagine he’d expect you to be the same. He's not one for grandiose displays, little and often is the way to go with him. Get him something ‘just because’ or treat him  for no reason. When special dates do come up he makes some sort of effort, but he's usually so anxious it's hard for him to enjoy things. He can be sort of one note, he likes to stick to things he knows have worked in the past so if you want something different you’ll need to be the instigator .

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

Billy has a terrible habit of self deprecating when things go wrong. He burns something and suddenly he's “the worst cook ever” he forgets something on a day out and it's all “ shit, can't do anything right can i?” and honestly i would be getting a spray bottle and spritzing him like a cat every time he starts that shit. You could take it as a joke maybe the first few times but when you realise he’s serious about this and trying to get you to agree with him on top of it all? It's time for some serious intervention. 

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

Billy is vain but I think such things are a reflection of his mental state. When the mind flayer gets to him his curls and skin are the first thing to go. Appearance wise he looks a mess both inside and out. I think such things continue after the mindflayer. He’s too tired to care about anything and so his appearance slips. He looks thinner and drawn, skin grey and eyes dull. It doesn't bother him like he knows it should but he's just so freaking tired. I think the day you see him spray a little aquanet should be taken as a positive sign, he’s feeling more like himself and ready to start looking after himself again.

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

Billy is obviously a very damaged man. Damaged but not broken. Neil did a number of him and the mindflayer nearly finished him off, but they never broke his spirit. He doesn't know what it's like to be whole, the empty feeling of his mom leaving and neils lack of love is all he’s ever known. Maybe he’ll never feel whole but it's better to feel empty with someone than alone. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I know Billy doesn't seem musical but he actually knows how to play a few different things. He can do a few tunes and scales on the piano, his mother used to play when Neil was out of the house. She got him a little ukulele when he was young but that got lost during a move. When he was a teen he got a guitar from school to practice over the summer and actually got pretty good. One day he and Neil got into an argument and the guitar was forfeit. He spent the rest of the year trying to pay back the school for lost property and hasn't played since. 

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

Listen, Billy is kind of a bully, or at least he used to be. I can't excuse the things he's done even if I understand why he did them. But things are different now, Neil is gone, Billy is in therapy and he’s actually happy for the first time in a long while. Because of that, when he sees the person he used to be in others he can't stand it. Logically he understands that they're probably in some sort of pain too, a small part of him wants to help if he can. But then again some people are just assholes. Billy cannot stand bullies or people who make themselves feel big by making others feel small. He would have gone through Angela for a shortcut if he’d seen what she did to El. As I mentioned, he doesn't like to lose his temper anymore, he likes to give people a chance to back off , only if they're just being verbally rude, mind you.  But if things get physical, he's ready to throw hands especially where you or the kids are concerned. 

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

Billy starfishes while he sleeps but contrary to popular belief, he only snores softly not like Steven with his repeatedly broken nose who snores like a moose drowning in a tin bath. He likes to sleep in freezing cold rooms with all the windows open in a mountain of blankets and pillows but honestly, he's a sleepy guy and could fall asleep just about anywhere. He likes naps, particularly outside. In Cali he had a little hammock as a kid in his treehouse and he would doze off in there all the time listening to the ocean. When he sleeps normally he’s dead to the world but since starcourt he's an incredibly light sleeper. He could really benefit from one of those little white noise machines and he always sleeps better with someone else in the room or even just in the house making a little ambient noise from the other room. 

[myshredda]

I haven't really thought this out but i imagine pink doesn't know a lot about boundaries/consent

i mean she knows to tell ppl no when they try to hold her hand/kiss/hug/etc her bc she has to wait until marriage but besides that she doesn't know anything. it's quite a task to explain it to her when she has basically no concept of being in charge of her own body. red and duck almost wish the boundaries teacher would come back and help. almost

also she would be the most touch starved little one ever. like you thought green was bad, this kids never even had a pat on the back! once she figures out that she's allowed to have physical affection and it's actually quite nice, she's like one of those needy cats lol As soon as someone gives her one pat, she wont stop bumping them w her head and standing where theyre trying to walk until they give up, clear their schedule, and spend the rest of the day cuddling her (red's the best for this bc he gives in the easiest and is the best cuddler)

GOD this is so true, of course she'd have a hard time with boundaries, cults aren't exactly known for respect of personal space. Lack of boundaries are like, their whole thing. She'd be very aware of boundaries that keep her "pure" ( 🤢🤮) but she's probably willing to do whatever it is the clump tells her to do, which isn't great and it kind of makes Red and Duck feel sick to their stomach whenever she implies it.

Moving on to her complete lack of healthy physical affection, you're so right about her being worse than Green OR Yellow, they've at least lived with Red and Duck for a while, so they've moved into less touch-starved waters, but the first time Pink ever had a smidgeon of positive touch is Duck holding her hand to lead her into the house and from then on she's obsessed with physical affection. It was one of the bravest things she'd ever done, touching his hand, it made her feel queasy (she was 'sullying' herself after all) but she was too tired to care, to worn out, like a rope that was fraying and ready to snap, but he was so kind to her, and she'd forever associate the feeling of being affectionately held to being safe, so she's understandably addicted to it (so to speak)

Red of course is the obvious choice (the man is a living, breathing overstuffed teddy bear) and he's already very well-versed in the cuddling and snuggling of yellow children in his life, and he's the one most willing to put off chores, so he's always got her on his hip, or in his lap, or draped across his stomach as he naps on the couch, or clinging to his back, face buried in his yarn, arms wrapped so tightly around him he can scarcely breath but he can't find it in his heart to scold her.

Duck is just as good, he's the one who opened her up to the world of physical affection after all, and she seeks out his affection CONSTANTLY to re-live the feeling of discovering a part of the world she didn't know existed. He's less willing to clear his schedule, but he'll hold her hand as he does his daily duties, and no matter how much it impedes his cooking he won't let go (it makes Red very gooey whenever he notices them, stood together at the stove, Duck stirring something with one hand, the other squeezed in Pink's tight grip as she jabbers his ear off, Duck nodding absently, semi-annoyed in the way Red finds very endearing) He'll share Red's armchair with her sometimes, thumbing through magazines together (Duck reads all the old lady grocery store rags about celebrities and politicians interpersonal lives and fashion and all that garbage) her head cushioned on his shoulder, eyes growing heavy with sleep.

Duck will help her brush her hair, Red shows her the proper way to brush her teeth, and it's a moment of bonding for them as he shows his mouth to her for the first time (she thinks they're SO COOL, all the kids do)

Her and Yellow and Green play like puppies, and sleep like them too, flopped together in a warm, giggly pile wherever they are, on the kitchen floor, in the grass outside, on Red's bed, in the bathtub, anywhere they can drop they will. Duck has taken to opening doors slowly before he enters a room in case they're sleeping in front of it. Her and Yellow are so snuggly sometimes it's hard to tell where one starts and the other begins, and even Green starts to get more comfortable with touching and hugging and kissing than he was before (due to the whole 'I feel like an outcast and these people want to get rid of me' thing that took place when he first showed up) so her presence is actually really healing for Green as well.

Pink went from saving her first kiss for her wedding day to peppering her families faces with kisses any chance she gets, giggling breathlessly with Yellow as they touch foreheads, nuzzling against Green's shoulder during his non-verbal days, screaming with laughter as Duck nibbles her cheek, her neck, her nose, reaching her arms up for Red to gather her into his own, pressing soft smooches over his yarn in random spots because she can't figure out where his cheeks are. Feeling so loved, so safe, so drunk on affection she feels giddy and warm. So much love she could drown in it, after a life lived in a desert of affection, no wonder she seeks it out so much.