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Boyfriend Alastor Headcanons .♡ ⋆·˚.

[Alastor x Reader] Synopsis: Oddly specific (but also vague) boyfriend Alastor headcanons.  Tags: Soft, established relationship, typical violence  Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, lowercase intended, feeding the void, i hope u enjoy hehe

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who loves to be a pain in your ass—constantly saying that he won’t do the chores you asked him to do—but ends up doing everything you asked and everything you were supposed to do. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who will send out his shadow to mess with you when you guys are apart.

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who will attempt to bite you every chance he gets, forgive him; you just look so tasty!

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who uses your shampoo, conditioner, and body wash when (if) he takes a shower—he likes how you smell and can’t be bothered to buy his own.

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who loves to cook for you! he often cooks meals that his mother taught him to make; he also enjoys it when you add your spin to those recipes. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who takes all your things and hides them; there is no reason, sometimes he feels a bit silly. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who often asks you to dance with him. he likes spinning himself and spinning you till you’re dizzy. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who will attack anyone who disrespects you with no hesitation—they’re basically disrespecting him when they disrespect you. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who likes to cut you off, speaking or waiting in line, doesn’t matter to him; he really just wants to test your patience. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who head bumps you when he doesn’t know what to say. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who likes wearing your things that are easily concealable; jewelry, socks, nail polish even—it reminds him of you, usually smells like you, and it’s probably cleaner than his stuff. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who will sneak up behind you every chance he gets. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who likes staring at you; he’ll try to do it when you’re not paying attention to avoid having to talk about it. 

BOYFRIEND ALASTOR, who really does care for you; believe him, he’s trying his best to show his affection. 

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König with a Medic S/O Scenario *:･ﾟ

[König x Reader] Synopsis: König getting patched up by his favorite medic —you. Tags: Soft, konig lovers we rise, established relationship (i forget to put this tag on a ton of things whoops), mentions of distress (?) Notes: Prolly ooc, not proofread, his voice is so mmmmm, also my brain blanked so many times while writing this so im vv sorry for the wonky formatting

Thank you @uselsshuman for letting me write about this!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

König dislikes a lot of things. He wouldn’t say he hates anything but the list of dislikes has grown over the years. For example, König dislikes crowded places, the smell of cigarettes, getting injured, having to go to a medic to treat his injury, having to see you — who is a medic to treat his injury, having to get chewed out by you for obtaining an injury — you get the point.

So here he sits, listening to you freak out about the injury he obtained while being deployed. He knows you don’t mean any harm by it; you’re just concerned for his safety — König appreciates it, he really does — but he’s also a little stressed out by your current commentary.

“Oh my God — König, how the hell did you manage to do this?”

He honestly doesn’t think it’s that bad; sure, the wound looks terrible — but it doesn’t feel too horrible, so it can’t be too bad, right?

Wrong.

“König, are you listening to me? König, are you alright?”

König’s very thankful for you. He thinks you’re awfully nice and very understanding about his feelings, and in all honesty, he’s not sure how he managed to get with someone like you, but he’s not going to question it — he’s just going to enjoy it.

“Sorry, could you repeat what you just said?” König mumbles out sheepishly.

He can’t help it. You’re exceptionally attractive, and König now realizes his arm is in an exceptional amount of pain — and bleeding tremendously. ‘Things like attractive S/O and immense amounts of pain due to physical injury usually make it difficult to focus,’ he reasons to himself.

Sighing, you shake your head. “König, please try to avoid getting injured — this is the second time this week….”

Nodding softly in acknowledgment, König continues to watch you gather the supplies you need to patch his arm up; his eyes flicker around in discomfort, bouncing his leg up and down to keep his mind occupied. Sure he’s sustained worse injuries than this, but getting patched up has always made him anxious.

Swallowing thickly, König tries to place himself out of this situation – somewhere nicer than your medical workspace that smells like antiseptic – anywhere else than here.

He watches you set to work, his eyes closely following the movement of your hands on his arm, cleaning the wound gently, trying to make the process quicker and easier on him.

He’s vaguely aware that his breathing got heavier or how he’s feeling light headed, heart in his throat – vaguely aware that you’re calling his name.

“…ig” “…önig”

He can see you talking, but he can’t hear you very well; bouncing his leg more rapidly, he tries to say anything to tell you how he feels, but he can’t get any words out.

“..ey…hey big guy – look, I’m here, you’re alright – okay?” You try to get him to focus on you, not necessarily your words but just on you.

"Try to take a big breath, big guy – yeah, just like that – breathe in, breathe out…You're doing great König.��

Following your instructions König (tries) to take a deep breath in and out, focusing on what you smell like and your voice. König feels a little stupid, he’s gotten shot – almost killed before, but he can’t take a little doctor's visit? So yeah, it's definitely a critical hit on his ego; he’s just glad it’s you with him.

After calming down a bit König bites the inside of his cheek, diverting his eyes to the door to the far left of the room. He considers bolting out of your office – he won’t have to get patched up, and he won't have to face you, so it’s a win-win situation—

“König dear, don’t try to run out of the room,” you tell him firmly, more so for you than for him – if he decides to make a hasty exit, you conclude that you would not be able to catch the injured man.

“…Am I that obvious [Name]?”

“Yes, dear…You are pretty obvious.”

The silence in the room was deafening, not super awkward – just a bit tense.

König sighs, visibly deflating in his chair; he mutters an apology, watching your figure look in the bottom drawer of your desk. He feels like he’s back in primary school when kids would make fun of him, leaving him all embarrassed.

Well, in this situation, he feels more ashamed than embarrassed.

He continues to watch you shuffle through the drawer until you find what you were looking for – suddenly, you turn to him, smiling triumphantly, motioning for him to stick out his hand to take what you were holding.

“What is it [Name]?” König asks, reaching out for the unknown object in your hand.

Upon further examination, König realizes the object is made of solid metal and cylindrical – resembling a car transmission.

“It’s a fidget toy! I like that one personally because I like the feeling of the transmission shifting gears – but I have some other ones if you would like.”

König stares at you dumbfounded. Diverting his eyes to the small toy in his hand, he starts to mess with it.

“König, I’m going to continue patching you up, alright? Please let me know if you need anything….”

Nodding, he continues to mess with the toy in his hand, gnawing at his bottom lip to suppress a smile.

König, a man that stands at six foot ten inches, just received a fidget toy from his medic S/O – how could he not smile?

“König, I’m done cleaning the wound, but you’ll need some stitches, alright? I’ll try to make this as quick as possible.”

König continues to watch you work while shifting the fidget toy from first gear to sixth gear, grateful for the newfound distraction from the distressing environment he’s currently in. He’s also immensely thankful that you are walking him through everything you do – even though he’s not entirely listening.

“Finished! All patched up, big guy – how are you feeling?” You say, tying off the final stitch on König’s arm.

“Better – I feel better,” König says, fumbling with his words, speaking with such haste, appearing as if you caught him off guard.

“Great, I’ll write down the care instructions for your stitches, so you don’t forget – come back here in two-ish weeks to remove the stitches, alright?

Standing up, he shyly extends his hand out to you, offering to return the toy you graciously lent him.

“Oh, you can keep that big guy – you seem to like it…So you can have it.”

König stares at you dumbfounded again, shifting his gaze from you to the small toy in his hand, back to you.

“…You sure?” König asks you quietly.

“Positive.” You respond, pushing his extended hand back towards him. “I want you to have it.”

König thinks he’s going to combust.

His awfully nice, exceptionally attractive S/O just watched him break down, patched him up, and gave him a gift. He’s not sure what he has ever done to be treated with such care, but if he thinks about it any longer, he might start to cry.

Bending down, he mutters a ‘thank you’ into your neck, tightly wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“König..?” He hears you say softly, “Can we stay like this for a while..?”

Humming in approval, he pulls you closer to him, slightly swaying side to side, putting more of his weight on your body to keep you in place.

You don’t know what injuries König will acquire the next time he’s deployed, but for now, your mind is here – at this moment, with König holding you in his embrace and the steady beating of his heart proving that he’s alive and that he loves you.

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Flustering König Headcanons .:*¨༺

[König x Reader] Synopsis: Flustering König plus some general relationship stuff. Tags: Softish, kinda silly, there’s not a lot konig content so i will continue to contribute, I forgot the other tags, established relationship (i forget to put this tag on a ton of things whoops) Notes: Prolly ooc n not proofread, big men go brrr, originally this was gonna be a drabble but I couldn’t think of one plot to stick to (whoops x2)

Thank you @theoutlawfaleena for letting me write about this!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

Despite his massive stature, immense physical strength, and overall intimidating presence — König is a fairly reserved guy, outside the battlefield, that is. He’s not reserved out of humility or timidness, though — he’s reserved due to his anxiousness, constantly fearing being bullied or made fun of in some way.

König outside of the field is quite a fascinating sight. He rarely speaks, and when he does, it’s quiet and rushed, almost like he’s afraid to say something. He also tends to fidget a lot when speaking.

He also could be better with eye contact. Towards the beginning of your relationship, he would always look past your face or focus on your hands — he’s still not great with eye contact, but he’s much better than he was previously.

He tends to lose focus or entirely forget what he’s saying when he makes eye contact with you. It’s quite a funny sight; imagine this big guy fidgeting with his hands (or your hands) and diverting his eyes away from yours, looking at his feet or anything remotely interesting to spare him from embarrassment.

“Well, then I thought it would be cool to….” Then, swallowing thickly, König stops speaking, shifting his gaze from your eyes to his shoes.

“König is everything alright?” You ask him — your eyes filled with concern.

Stuttering, he mumbles out a yes and becomes super fidgety while continuing his story.

Stuttering is something that only happens when König is with you. When he makes eye contact with other people, he tends just to go silent— something that most people overlook because he's usually pretty quiet anyways.

The stuttering, though, comes as a result of wanting to talk or to continue to talk to you — but he tends to get nervous and back out mid-way when speaking, making him stutter.

He feels like a total idiot when he stutters around you, but he knows you don’t mind, which he’s super thankful for.

Something that noticeably flusters him is pet names. Whether he is saying or receiving the pet name, he will totally get flustered by them.

His favorite pet names to call you are ‘sweetheart,’ ‘darling,’ ‘love,’ or ‘honey’ (,or some Austrian German variation of those). He likes these in particular because they have a pleasant sense of intimacy.

König has definitely called you during his free time on the base or when he was able to when deployed and has totally addressed you by a pet name, forgetting that he was in a professional environment (and that his fellow operators are nosy) and got so much shit from his colleagues.

He really wanted to pass away that day due to the embarrassment the other operators teasing put him through.

Again, König likes pet names due to the sense of intimacy they have. That being said, he has some personal favorites of what he appreciates being called.

His favorite pet names to be called by you are either ‘love,’ ‘dear’, ‘big guy,’ or ‘handsome.’ He likes these in particular because they give him a sense of stability — they help ground him and help him remember that you adore him.

‘Big guy’ and ‘handsome’ make him feel happy and giddy — like smiling and kicking his feet giddy. He knows he’s taller than the average person. Still, König never really acknowledged his overall appearance, so the fact that you think he’s handsome and you recognize his physical features makes him feel special.

König, on the field, is someone else entirely, though. Sure he’ll still get flustered, but that’s covered up due to the sheer amount of adrenaline he’s running on — sometimes König won’t even think about what he said or what had been said to him; he’ll just bounce around and do his thing while being on that adrenaline high. However, he’ll be thoroughly embarrassed once that feeling wears off.

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Domestic König Drabble ♛*:･ﾟ

[König x Reader] Synopsis: Lazy mornings with König. Tags: Softish headcanon, kinda mundane, there’s no konig content so i wrote this in 10 minutes to feed the children, short, I forgot the other tags Notes: Prolly ooc n not proofread, konig is so silly and i love him, i also feel like i wrote this in a super weird format but whatever

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

It’s unusual to wake up next to König, but it’s never an unwelcome occasion; what’s more remarkable is waking up before him.

König is a restless man, a man who can’t sit still, a man who struggles with sleeping for long periods. His job is demanding — and sleep is usually a luxury. So imagine your surprise when you wake up before him.

Shifting to get the sun out of your eyes, you continue to stare at him; albeit it might be a bit creepy to anyone else, you can't help but continue to stare.

It’s a pleasant sight; he looks like he's at peace. A heavy arm resting over your waist, warmth radiating from König's body, the soft glow of the sun peaking through your windows — it’s nice just to be able to admire him.

It’s nice to admire the small scars that litter his face, the way his hair falls over his face slightly, and the rise and fall of his chest. It's just nice to admire him.

You wish he could come to your home more — you wish his job weren’t so dangerous. He leaves so often, and you’re never sure if he’ll come back to you alive, but you know that it is one of the only places he’s ever felt like he'd belong in, so you’ll never try to take that away from him.

You’re just thankful to have moments like these where he’s next to you.

You shift again to brush the hair away from his face, tracing over his scars in the process — carving every single detail of him into your memory.

Suddenly, König’s grip on your waist tightens. Groaning, he tugs you closer to him, mumbling something in German before pulling you even closer into his chest. Chuckling, you try to get closer to him, letting him nuzzle his head between your neck and shoulder.

“Good morning dear, what would you like to eat?” You say softly, looking up at him.

No response.

“König..?” You say, attempting to move out of bed.

He lets out a grunt and tugs you down into his chest, wrapping both his arms around you — effectively trapping you.

“Let’s just stay like this for a while….” He says, shifting again to place more of your body weight onto him.

Smiling at his antics, you let out a satisfied hum; you snuggle closer to him, letting the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his breathing lull you back to sleep.

Mornings like these are rare occasions that you are incredibly thankful for.

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Headcanons for dottore in his time in the academya with a crush who's nice and friendly with him?? Love seeing this loser obsess with someone who showed him kindness for the first time lmao

Il Dottore Having a Crush Headcanons [Sumeru Akademiya Edition] ⋆*.✩‧₊˚

[Dottore x Reader]

Synopsis: Il Dottore having a crush on another student.

Tags: Mostly fluff, a little crackish, soft headcanon, slight cw obsessive Dottore, and slight violence.

Notes: Oocish? Proofreadish??? I love Dottore. I ran out of ideas after the third sentence #igetstuckeasy. Gets really rambly. It's not super great so i might fix it later Also, it’s like 4 am :sobs: ALSO THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FIRST ANON <3333. Please tell me if you enjoyed!!

(Reader is always gn unless otherwise specified.)

Dottore being shunned for being a "monster" and "madman" wasn't anything new – he was kicked out of his home for his scientific experimentation concepts, and now he is being rejected by the students and teachers at the akademiya for the same thing.

However, you are the exact opposite. Most of the time at least. Before you associated yourself with Il Dottore, you were admired and respected by your peers. You weren’t as smart or as talented as the other students, but you were a pleasant person to be around and that’s what the other people at the akademiya liked about you.

The way you met Dottore wasn't the most...conventional. You saw Dottore getting beat up by one student in a classroom, and you were feeling like a menace that day; so you simply hit said bully over the head with a book – hard. He’ll be fine right? A small blackout never hurt anyone anyways.

Dottore was confused. He also was quite concerned, you were standing over him and the other guy with a book in hand. Why wouldn’t he be concerned? 

You handed Dottore the book and left the classroom after that. You didn’t know him that well, you saw him around campus once in a while and you heard the rumors about him, but you never really talked to him. In all honesty, you didn’t care about him or his rumors. ‘Madman’ this, ‘homicidal maniac’ that, he’s passing his classes with higher marks than everyone else so he has to be doing something right. Right?

Ever since Dottore ‘met’ you, he’s been preoccupied with trying to find out more about you. Most people don’t hit a stranger over the head with a book. He’s overheard conversations about you and has been trying to find out what kind of person you are. Most people at the akademiya despise him – do you despise him too? Did you want a favor from him? So many questions about you plagued his mind since that day.

The first time you had a verbal conversation with Dottore was after one of your classes. You were having an existential crisis behind a building because you slept through your lecture and didn’t understand half of the material, and he was trying to hide from other students.

“I’m so going to fail, what does this even mean – maybe it’s not too late to drop out...”

“[Name] it’s halfway through the second semester, yes it’s too late to drop out now.” 

At that moment, you started to realize that you didn’t really like Dottore. He’s not…awful, it’s more like he laughed at you mid-breakdown. Yeah, you can have inhumane experimentation ideas, but laughing at your panicked state was a big no-no. (It’s fine, you started to like him more as you got to know him better.)

You proceeded to try to subtly avoid him after that. You were polite to him because you had to be, but you didn’t want to deal with him too much after that conversation, but that’s hard to do when you saw him almost everywhere. Dottore was like gum stuck to your shoe that you couldn’t get rid of. 

Honestly having him around you wasn’t too bad, and after a little bit, you started to enjoy his presence. You kept the bullies away from him, and he helped you pass the classes that you tended to sleep through. Sometimes you felt sorry for him though, he is a little odd – if you count inhumane scientific suggestions as odd; but they’re just suggestions, right? So no harm done. Plus, his ideas were slightly interesting if you thought about it. 

The more you willingly hung out with Dottore, the more he grew addicted to the feeling. After a certain point, he starts to think of you as a close friend. Seeing how you were his only friend.

Dottore as your friend is a good and bad thing. It’s a good thing because he’s extremely helpful when it comes to your classes and he’s an entertaining person to be around, but it’s a bad thing because he’s such a wildcard.

He’ll bully you and pull pranks on you all the time. Your least favorite prank that he pulled on you was when he hid your Sumeru Akademiya uniform from you. Or when he promised to help you study but spoke in Fontaine/Fontais (French) the whole time.

I think Dottore’s feelings for you kind of snowballed. It slowly built up till the realization just kind of…crashed into him. He confirmed his feelings for you after he received a birthday gift from you. It was something really trivial honestly. He offhandedly mentioned that it was his birthday a few days prior and was surprised to see you with a neatly wrapped package the next day at his front door.

“Why are you here [Name]?”

“This is for you Dottore.”

Dottore looks at you puzzled “A package?”

You sigh “A gift you idiot. A gift for you – for your birthday.”

Looking at you like you're the weirdest thing he has seen he says “A gift for my birthday?”

“Yes Dottore, a gift for your birthday.”

“Why would I need a gift for my birthday?”

“Have you never received a birthday gift before Dottore?”

“...No?”

He was pleasantly surprised to see a mini tool kit inside the package. You knew he liked tinkering with stuff, and he was surprised you remembered that. He just kind of stood there in thought for a bit after that and was like 'wow this is nice, someone cares about my wellbeing'.

I also think Dottore would try to impress you by complimenting you or trying to “flirt” with you. Keyword – try. He’s so shit at it, it’s not even funny. He tries, he really does. He just wants you to feel like how he feels when he’s around you. He’s just not as good with his words as you are, though that could be because he was shunned by mostly everyone in his life for his whole life. 

When he’s complimenting you it either doesn’t make a lot of sense or it’s extremely backhanded, and when he’s trying to flirt with you he either forgets what he was supposed to say or just starts to insult you.

“[Name] if you were a…”

“If I was a?”

“I forgot what I was going to say [Name].”

Dottore isn’t really the type of person to do anything when he has a crush on someone. He won't actively try to seek out a relationship with you mainly because he doesn’t want to ruin the relationship he has with you. He may be bad with social cues, but he understands if you don’t reciprocate the feelings he has for you it could mess up your guys’ current relationship.

On a different note, he’d do anything for you. You were the only person who really showed him any form of kindness, even if that kindness was extremely minuscule at first. He appreciates everything you've done for him – whether that’s getting him gifts, or cooking him meals, he’s really thankful you do that for him. He’s just so whipped for you.

Il Dottore is a man that found an obsession with the feeling of being wanted. A feeling that you have provided for him, and one day he hopes he can tell you how he feels.

[s0ulryo]

Boyfriend Azul Headcanons ♡ ⋆·˚

[Azul Ashengrotto x Reader] Synopsis: Oddly specific (but also vague) boyfriend Azul headcanons.  Tags: Soft, established relationship, reader owns hair ties and chains, reader is not yuu  Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, azul is so pretty, also this style was supr fun guys

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who loves it when you visit him during his work—he knows that he works a lot and can’t help but feel like he sometimes neglects you.

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who stares at you with so much adoration when you sit with him in his office. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who keeps trinkets you gifted him in his room and not in his office after a client of his broke something you gave him—he’d never admit it, but he cried after that event.

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who takes notes on his phone about your interests, likes, dislikes, and overall everything you tell him—he just loves to learn about you. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who keeps track of the things you tend to stare at in stores so he can buy you them as a surprise gift later. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who “borrows” whatever fragrances you own to make his scarf smell like you. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who steals your hair ties and chains to wear because he likes having a part of you with him at all times. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who carries around the “stupid” octopus keychain you gave him because it reminded him of you. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who always makes an effort to plan the best date nights because he loves how you smile at him through the night.  

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who has a private photo album on his phone of photos of both of you (mostly you) from your dates and whatever random photos you send him throughout the day. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who always looks starstruck and flustered after you cover his face with kisses.  

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who writes letters about you to his mom detailing how ‘wonderful’ you are. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who hugs you a little tighter at the end of every night when you both have to go back to your respective rooms because he knows he’ll miss you. 

BOYFRIEND AZUL, who is so absolutely in love with you.

[s0ulryo]

Lovestruck Welt Yang Headcanons ♡ ⋆·˚

[Welt Yang x Reader] Synopsis: Oddly specific (but also vague) simpy welt yang headcanons.  Tags: Soft, established relationship Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, happy fathers day 2 the dilf (gilf) luvrs out there, 2 for 1 check out the jing yuan fic

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

WELT YANG, who loves to hold your hand when he’s worried because it provides him a sense of security. 

WELT YANG, who always gives you tight hugs because he loves how you smell and he loves holding you close. 

WELT YANG, who commits every little detail about your appearance to memory so he can sketch scenarios of you two together when he has some downtime. 

WELT YANG, who will take the food you hate off your plate even if he isn’t too fond of it himself—he would instead power through eating something he doesn’t like then make you do it. 

WELT YANG, who likes to cook with you because he likes how domestic it feels. 

WELT YANG, who smiles at you whenever he sees you so that he can see you smile back. 

WELT YANG, who uses you as a pillow—you’re just so comfy!

WELT YANG, who tugs on your sleeve when you start to wander too far away from him. 

WELT YANG, who sometimes takes your jackets so you're forced to wear his. 

WELT YANG, who keeps a photo (or two) of you in his wallet—one of just you and one of both of you. 

WELT YANG, who gets teased by Himeko for how infatuated he is with you.  

WELT YANG, who would love to introduce you to his friends and family back home when he gets the chance. 

WELT YANG, who always looks forward to spending the night with you, discussing his thoughts about various topics while looking at the stars. 

WELT YANG, who cannot imagine a life without you.

[s0ulryo]

Il Dottore Relationship Headcanons ‧˚♡⋆｡˚

[Dottore x Reader] Synopsis: General relationship headcanons with Il Dottore. Tags: Fluff, bit crackish, Dottore brain rot, soft headcanon. Notes: Possibly ooc? My mind is everywhere and nowhere at once. Also not proofread. I did this at 3 in the morning and I can’t feel my brain goodnight everyone.

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

The beginning of your relationship was extremely slow, sometimes you wondered if you were actually in a relationship with the strange man or if you were just a glorified roommate. The two main causes behind this were his job and his inability to process love languages. 

He’s a Fatui Harbinger. None of them are mentally stable or have free time. Plus, we know that he pretty much was ostracized for his whole life; which has probably led to some psychological problems. So when people do things for him, he probably is extremely weary of them – thinking that they are doing stuff in order to use him to their advantage in the future.

“Dottore.” You call out, “I made your favorite.” “Why?” Dottore responds. “Do you need something? You could just ask if you do, there's no need to do such things for a favor.” “Dottore it’s 8:00 pm and it’s the first time you’ve been home in weeks, I missed you.” “Oh…”

He tries to keep you away from his work seeing how dangerous and unappealing it is from the general public’s perspective. He might even try to lie about it at first. (He's a horrible liar at times.)

“Dottore, why are there Fatui agents outside?” Picking at his nails he responds “Fatui Agents? Outside? Never heard of them. In fact, I’ve never been outside Dear.” You roll your eyes “Dottore they called you ‘Lord Harbinger’ I think you know who they are.” “Are you calling me a liar?” He scoffs, clearly offended. “Yes Dottore, I am calling you a liar.” “Rude.”

He told you about his affiliation with the Fatui twenty minutes later – it’s not like it was much of a secret anyways.

I believe he’d open up fairly quickly and be absurdly touch starved. I mean, he did enter a relationship with you, so he has to trust you to some extent. All he wants is a hug, so please just hug him.

He’s also a little shit when he’s annoyed by or at you. If you guys get in a petty argument he probably moves all the stuff you use to the high shelves (if you're shorter than him) or any area you would struggle to reach just so you would have to ask him for help getting the object down. He’s probably hidden the chairs before just to make sure you can’t reach what you need. If you are taller than him he would simply hide the objects you need so you would ask him to look for them with you.  

He’s made inventions as little keepsakes for you. He has things that remind him of you at his office, so he wants you to have things that remind you of him at yours. 

He’s kind of a big bully as a lover, he’d pick on you and not know when to stop; but if what he had said has hurt your feelings he’d do his best to make it up to you without apologizing. It’s not that he’s not sorry – he is, believe him. He just doesn’t know how to apologize.

I believe his love language is quality time or gift giving. He’s shit with words and doesn’t know how to initiate physical affection (it does get better over time, but it’s still not the best). 

I mainly believe quality time is his main love language because he’s not used to someone that willingly wants to be around him, and he finds the feeling to be addicting. If he’s working on something at home or on the off chance he has free time from work, he wants to be around you.

Overall Dottore is a soft lover who just wants to be affectionate with his lover.

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Small Things Il Dottore Does For You *ೃ༄

[Dottore x Reader] Synopsis: Small things Dottore does for you (and other relationship headcanons). Tags: Fluff, slightly crackish yes, soft headcanon, possible cw. Notes: Prolly ooc? Not proofread. I won’t stop writing Dottore content till there's more Dottore content out there. I wanted to write more but my memory is shit and I keep forgetting what I want to write. Did I just start a new thing instead of finishing the oneshot fic i had planned, yes yes i did. Why is it always 1-4 am when I am posting? ENJOY!!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

Like I said in my last headcanon, he’d do anything for you. Doesn’t matter what that thing is – he’ll do it if you desire it, but if you straight up ask he’ll probably make fun of you for it. 

That being said, shopping with him is a nightmare for three reasons. One, he gets distracted very easily. Two, if you stare at something for too long he will get it for you. Three, if he thinks you’ll look good in something he will buy it.

“Hi, I'm back. I found this cool knife for my test subjects and I found this bracelet – I got two so we can match.” 

Tbh, he only acts super nice in public because he wants people to think he’s polite, being a Fatui Harbinger who is known for testing on people doesn’t really give you bonus points in the likeability department. 

He wants to be around you. I said that before too; but I feel like he’ll take you to events that he knows you both will like just so he can hang out with you.

He’s not the type of person to give you their jacket/coat/sweater when you’re cold. He will let you freeze. Well, he won’t give you his coat because he wants you to be close to him/cling onto him.

“You should have brought a jacket [Name].” You sigh “I literally am wearing a jacket Dottore, I didn’t know it would be this cold though.” “You should have brought a better jacket [Name].” You start walking faster out of spite. “Hey! Stop speed walking [Name]!”

He will yank you closer to him so you don’t walk away and so you can cling to him for warmth. 

If you wear rings or bracelets he’ll want to put them on for you – he likes physical intimacy and he likes knowing your style preference.

He’ll prank you with his clones, he finds your suffering enjoyable sometimes. 

Imagine just being surrounded (like in a cult circle) by all his clones while trying to get something.

“Dottore please – I just wanted to get a glass of water” 

He makes you tea when he comes back from work, whenever that is. He does that because you stay up all the time waiting for him.

He steals your clothes. Like all them time he steals your clothes. He steals them because he thinks they smell nice and he thinks if he takes all of your clothes you’ll be forced to wear his.

I like to believe he’ll write you letters when he takes long trips, but he never gives them to you because he thinks they are super shitty.

He makes you small little trinkets when he’s bored. 

He’s fairly insecure about his relationship with you but he just grew to accept it.

He wears your jewelry and gives you his to wear. He just thinks it's fun to swap earrings and such with you.

He’ll teach you how to make his favorite dish just so you can make it better. He’ll also try to learn how to make your favorite dish just to see if he could make it better than you can.

Every time you tell him about one of your interests he’ll act like he’s not interested in it but then try to learn everything about it so he can have a fun conversation about it with you in the future. 

He carries two handkerchiefs on him – one for him, one for you.

He’ll remember all your preferences, he likes studying people and you’re not an exception.

“No tomatoes right [Name]?” “Yeah, no tomatoes…” 

Sorry, I just think the texture or just plain raw sliced tomatoes are icky.

If you get sick he will try to take a few days off so you can get better quickly, and if he can’t he’ll send you voice messages through one of his inventions complaining about his job not letting him take some days off.

If you are good at art, he’ll let you draw on him.

He’ll be really animated while telling you stories in hopes of getting some of your reactions.

If he sees someone else staring at you in public he’ll either ask you to get something in the opposite direction of that person or link pinkies with you.

Sometimes he’ll let you style his hair.

He’ll hold a staring contest with you just to have an excuse to stare at you.

Besides your name, he will call you things like ‘Dear’ and ‘Love’.

He will pick you up out of nowhere – and if you resist he will drag you around on the floor.

Dottore writes down everything about you, almost like a journal. It has stuff ranging from what you guys did that day to a list of your enemies.

He really tries to make time for you, but then he’ll act like he didn’t make time for you.

“Dottore, you’re home early.” “Yeah, it’s not like I came home early to see you or anything.” He said picking at his nails. You rolled your eyes “Really? Then I’ll be back later.” “Wait [Name] – come back!”

Honestly, Dottore really wants to be around you; he just likes having someone to be around that doesn’t hate him. Just try to be easy on him, he knows he’s shit at being genuine when communicating so just be patient – please.

[s0ulryo]

Napping with Seishiro Nagi ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ᰔ

[Seishiro Nagi x Reader] Synopsis: Sei thinks naps with you are the best.  Tags: Soft, established relationship, mentions of literal sleeping together (?) Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, i feel like this is really short in comparison to what I usually write, also sorry for uh not posting; please expect more long breaks like that from me <3, + i may go update a ton of my work titles n synopsis’  or formats

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

If Seishiro could use one word to describe napping with you—he would describe them as peaceful.

He just can’t resist sleeping on you; you’re just so warm, and you smell so nice (plus the fuzzy blanket you had draped over you while reading was also a bonus). He just finds your presence so relaxing—he can’t help it! Once he settles into your embrace, his mind is cleared of all his stress—entirely focused on the steady beating of your heart—lulling him to sleep. He’s also determined to keep you in your spot once he starts to drift off; he knows that. It would be a shame if his favorite pillow left him mid-nap. Seishiro thinks napping with you (or on you) is so incredibly peaceful; it also doesn’t help that he rests the best when he’s with you, constantly waking up energized and refreshed.

[s0ulryo]

Lovestruck Jing Yuan Headcanons ♡ ⋆·˚

[Jing Yuan x Reader] Synopsis: Oddly specific (but also vague) simpy jing yuan headcanons.  Tags: Soft, established relationship, slight implication that jing yuan wants to live in your skin Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, happy fathers day 2 the dilf luvrs out there, 2 for 1 check out the welt yang fic

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

JING YUAN, who is always so needy for kisses—he just can’t get enough of yours!

JING YUAN, who almost always daydreams about you while he’s working. 

JING YUAN, who buys everything you look at immediately, even if you beg him not to.

JING YUAN, who rests his entire body weight on you while hugging you just to see if he can tip you over. 

JING YUAN, who holds your wrist more than your hand—so that he can feel your heartbeat. 

JING YUAN, who constantly puts his hands under your shirt to hold your waist because he likes to feel your skin under his fingertips. 

JING YUAN, who will randomly bite you just because he likes to see your reaction. 

JING YUAN, who asks you to do his hair even if you are not good at it because he likes how soothing the feeling of your fingers against his scalp.  

JING YUAN, who kisses you on any moles or birthmarks you may have so that he can get you to kiss the mole under his eye. 

JING YUAN, who makes you play chess with him, then whines about how you’re cheating whenever you are up one pawn.  

JING YUAN, who always takes photos of you when you’re not looking. 

JING YUAN, who always stares at you with a dreamy look on his face instead of working—much to Fu Xuan’s chagrin. 

JING YUAN, who holds you tight when you both sleep at night to reassure himself that you are safe and alive. 

JING YUAN, who would do absolutely anything for you.

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HEYOO, could i request for love potion with aged vinegar for dottore from genshin impact? thank you! (◠‿・)—☆

♡˚✎ˊˎ- Il Dottore cannot flirt — good thing he’s hot

[Dottore x Reader] Potion Type: A Love Potion (romance) with Aged Vinegar (pining/flirtation) [Fairy Wings are also included (headcanons – default format for the event)]! Prompt – N/A

Synopsis: Dottore cannot flirt. T ags: soft, crackish, short, makes no sense, possibly ooc, not proofread Notes: THANK YOU FOR BEING A REQUESTER IN THE EVENT &lt;33.

Thanks for participating in the event!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

As I’ve stated before, flirting with Dottore is a massive headache. He either doesn’t understand the comment you made, or he will analyze it too deeply (years of social rejection will do that to you, I suppose).

The issue with Dottore is that he tends to mimic things that people in his life do — and seeing how you are a person in his life, he has adopted some of your habits.

“Hey [Name]! Are you my appendix? I don’t know what you do or how you work, but I feel like I should take you out.” Dottore says, smiling at you smugly.

Frowning, you respond, “Dottore, you are literally a doctor. Shouldn’t you know what an appendix does?”

He’s pretty upset that his pickup line did not work on you.

You seem to have so much fun with your colleagues saying random pickup lines — so he wonders why you don't like his pickup lines.

Also, all his pickup lines are either super shitty, extremely morbid, or make no sense.

He also tends to forget the pickup line halfway through saying it.

“[Name], have you…” Dottore says, trailing off, eventually diverting his eyes from your face to his hands.

“Have I..?” You respond, confused.

Further examining his hands, he proceeds to tell you that he forgot what he was going to say and then speed walks — borderline sprinting back to his lab.

Chuckling at the sight of him running off, you shake your head. “Good thing he’s hot….”

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Please Love Me as a Worm! ˚. ⋆*

[Deuce Spade x Reader] Synopsis: Deuce starts questioning if you would love him as a worm late at night.  Tags: Soft, established relationship, crackish reader is not yuu Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, happy belated bday to deuce, deuce lovers this is for you, i am working on the leech twin fic i swear but there's also a yoichi fic going on whoops

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

Late nights (or early mornings) with Deuce might be one of your favorite things. Both of you huddled up under a blanket in his room—talking about all sorts of things, discarding the movie playing. It all just feels so ethereal. 

Being around Deuce himself is also relatively peaceful. The steady beat of his heart, body heat, and rhythmic breathing lull you into a sense of security. 

"Hey [Name]..? Would you still love me if I was a worm?" Deuce asks, looking distraught. 

In pure confusion, you look at him—further fueling his dread. 

“I’m sorry. Could you repeat that, Deuce?” You ask, sitting up slightly. 

Stumbling over his words, he asks again. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“A worm..?”

“Yes—a worm! Ace said it’s common for people to turn into worms—and he said you wouldn’t love me anymore if I did turn into a worm!” 

Sitting up a bit more, you can see the troubled look on Deuce's face—his breathing a bit more erratic than before; his face flushed red, anxious eyes looking straight at you—he’s really stressed out over the possibility of turning into a worm. 

“A worm..? Would I still love you if you were a worm..?” You say with an eyebrow raised, trying not to burst into laughter. 

“Yes—[Name], this is serious, don’t laugh!” Deuce cries out.  

Deuce sighs when you finally burst out in laughter—you can hear him muttering under his breath and pouting about how stupid the question sounds. 

“Ah, Deuce dear…I don’t think your question is stupid—it’s just that I wasn’t expecting you to ask me if I would still love you if you were a worm at nearly one in the morning,” you say gently.

“Well, would you?” He asks again frantically. 

You can only imagine what anyone else hearing this conversation would think. “Yes, Deuce, I’ll still love you if you were a worm..” you tell him. 

His eyes light up with excitement; “Really—?” He says, trying to process this newfound information. “Are you sure..?” 

“Yes, Deuce, I would still love you as a worm; I’d make you a terrarium, too, if you would like one as your worm self.” 

He smiles softly before thanking you, now relaxed and slowly drifting off to sleep. 

“Oh, and Deuce…Please stop listening to Ace.”

He hums, “Noted.” 

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Mornings with Sampo Koski ♡ ˚ .

[Sanpo Koski x Reader] Synopsis: Sampo is really not a morning person. Tags: Soft, established relationship, mentions of food (?) Notes: Probably ooc, not proofread, this feels like it's written super clunky what, i hate him but i love him, not enough sampo content out here!!!!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

Sampo is not a morning person—he’s usually more productive at night anyways, so why does he have to be awake in the morning?

Slowly opening his eyes, Sampo was temporarily blinded by the warm sunlight peeking through your bedroom curtains. He frowned from the lack of your presence next to him, debating what to do next.

He faces a difficult decision: bury himself into your pillow and try to drift off to sleep once again, or get up and search for you. Neither option comforts him, as he can't bear the thought of being separated from you. 

Well, maybe he’s being dramatic–but to him, it seems like he's caught in a lose-lose situation; he doesn't want to leave your bed, but he also can’t go back to sleep without you next to him. 

“[Name]–!” He whined, extending the last syllable of your name. 

“[Name], please…!”

He still hears no response.

Groaning in annoyance, he sat up slowly, glaring at the window. Sampo was really not a morning person, especially when you were not beside him in the mornings. 

Tumbling out of bed, Sampo gets hit with the smell of coffee and heads toward the kitchen. The low humming of the coffee machine echoed through the apartment as you brewed a fresh cup of coffee. Rubbing his eyes, Sampo feels the drowsiness slowly drift away from him as he watches you pour the coffee into a cute mug.

Walking over to you slowly, he leans against your back wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “You’re so cruel! Leaving me alone like that this morning–stop laughing..!”

Pouting, he watches you bite the inside of your cheek to suppress your laughter–slowly breaking out into a grin.

“I’m sorry, it’s just–!” You try to say before breaking out in laughter, holding the countertop for support. 

“I didn’t say anything funny…” Sampo says, breaking into a small smile himself.

“I know, I know…It’s just the way you said it was funny.” You teased, turning around in his grasp to hand him a steaming mug of coffee.

Gently taking the mug from you, he sipped the coffee–savoring the taste. Sampo felt a wave of comfort and pleasure wash over him as he looked at you, grateful for this morning.

Sampo hates mornings, though he supposes he can deal with the morning if he sees you make his coffee every day.

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ryo ryoo! congrats on 100 omg i hope u r having a wonderful day so far <33 ur event sounds interesting ngl👀

may i pls have a love potion with aged vinegar and perhaps a sprinkle of cinnamon feathers + prompt #15 with dottore (genshin)?

♡˚✎ˊˎ- Pining Disasters with Il Dottore

[Dottore x Reader] Potion Type: A Love Potion (romance) with Aged Vinegar (pining/flirtation) and Cinnamon Feathers (attraction/protection) [Fairy Wings are also included (headcanons – default format for the event)]! Prompt – #15 - “Why are you doing this for me?” “You know why.” ‘Yeah, but I’d like to hear you say it”

Synopsis: Mutual pining with Il Dottore. Tags: Fluff, slightly domestic, possibly ooc, soft headcanons Notes: us 🤝loving dottore. not proofread. writing this i got an ad from redecor (?) saying "oh no can you do better" :SOBBING:,,, SORRY, THIS IS KINDA SHORT #WRITERS BLOCK. THANK YOU FOR BEING A REQUESTER IN THE EVENT &lt;33.

Thanks for participating in the event!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

What a lovely combination of two frustrating things; pining and Dottore. 

Flirting with Dottore is such a massive headache. He either doesn’t understand the comment you made (primarily due to the severe social rejection he has faced from most people) or he will analyze it too deeply. 

“The Cicin Mage back there called you a snack — but if anything you’re a full course meal haha.”

“[Name] are you a cannibal?”

He’d understand your attempts to ‘woo’ him, and he’ll be super smug about it. It gives him such a massive ego boost to the point you can see him radiating with confidence. 

He believes that there's an odd charm to you. After all, to attract attention from someone like him you have to have something special about you. 

He’s needy — whiny too. He isn’t afraid to voice his opinions if he’s aware of the feelings you both share mutually. 

He gets jealous quite easily. You are the only person who hasn’t treated him like a complete asshole so he’s a bit possessive and protective over you. 

He isn’t the aggressive possessive type though, he's the sad overthinking type. Unless his jealousy sparks from someone he doesn’t like, then he becomes the whiny, clingy, and evasive type. All he really wants to do is be around you and protect you even if you can protect yourself. 

He likes it when you sit in his lab and help him with his experiments, but if you choose not to help him with his experiments he can settle for you just being around him. 

He’s a bit dense when it comes to you flirting with him, but he is absolute shit at flirting. He’d either forget what he was going to say, say it wrong, or end up directing an insult at you. 

“Ah [Name], I like your shirt — it almost fits you.”

“Dottore what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

He’d be so confused after that. He might even suck up his pride and ask Pantalone what he did wrong. 

Dottore also thinks he’s super slick about his feelings for you. He thinks he’s subtle when he dotes on you, giving you almost anything you want or need. He also stares at you a lot when you aren’t facing him; he genuinely thinks you don’t notice when he is staring at you. 

Any observer would question your safety though. They would be extremely confused by his change in demeanor but mortified by the way his eyes follow your figure. They would probably say a prayer for your safety and avoid you at all costs. 

He’d pick up more domestic roles for you. Shopping, cooking, basic date night stuff — if you really want it, he’ll do it…That doesn’t mean he’s good at it though. He’s a sweetheart with psychopathic tendencies and an inability to cook anything that needs to be heated.

“Dottore please stop cooking for me, I appreciate the effort but I don’t like coming to your house to help put out a fire — Why are you doing this for me anyways?”

“You know why [Name].”

“Yeah, but I’d like to hear you say it”

He kicked you out of his home after that; but don’t worry, he decided that he will just goes to yours instead.