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You wanna get to know ME better? 😦 I thought we were tight... But okay! :D

Last Song: Your Best Nightmare, London After Midnight

Last Movie: I watch a lot so it's hard to keep track, but I think it was Persuasion? The Netflix version :3

Last Book: That I completed? ...Carmilla, By Sheridan Le Fanu. Currently working my way through The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova :3

Last TV Show: The Newsreader :3

Sweet, Savoury, or Spicy: Savory. Though I do like a sweet treat, and I do love spice :3

Relationship status: Happily single 😋

Last thing I googled: "Daniel Molloy Telenovela Scene"

Looking forward to: Getting TF out of England and moving up to Scotland to start an acting career! :D

Current obsession: Vampires. All of them. Every vampire EVER.

Once again I have no friends to tag because I'm only on Tumblr for @parvulous-writings 😛

tag game

tagged by @litterateur97 @gigantomachy1916 and @lightyaoigami ❣️

Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better.

Last song: getaway car by ms taylor swifttttt

Last movie: wallace and gromit vengeance most fowl :)

Last book: y/n by esther yi

Last TV show: mob psycho 100 :3c

Sweet/savory/spicy: it's so hard to choose,,, but spicy i think

Relationship status: married to my wonderful spouse & dating my wonderful girlfriend :')

Last thing I googled: best way to brush cats teeth

Looking forward to: my girlfriend visiting in 10 days and my birthday at the end of next month ❣️

Current obsession(s): meronia always

No pressure tags: @dreamfilleddonuts @aaxzlyte @chupacabrafritz @tinyowl12 @queer-omens-in-the-archives @vorareromantic @vriskarlmarx @empressofthewind @mellosberetta69 @squidish @lsdoomed and @deelavis

Oh dear I have NO idea what I'm doing but here we go, again, they're in no particular order... 😭

#1 - Lestat De Lioncourt, Interview with the Vampire

🥰 I know I said no particular order but he'll forever be my number 1. I really adore him so much I can't explain. He came to me in the peak of my vampire obsession and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to appear...

#2 - Vlad Dracula Tepes, Castlevania

I realise most of these will end up being vampires but I love this one a lot. He makes me feel so deeply and he's one of the main reasons I watched the show... Honourable mention to his son, Alucard ❤️

#3 - SILCO! (Arcane) 😇

Possibly one of the only non vampires on my list... I love him so much he's my scrunkle..... He's the biggest reason I still love Arcane, not that there's anything wrong with it, I just very struggle to watch show when people around me are always talking about them..

#4 - Blackbeard, Our Flag Means Death

Okay I lied here's another non vampire. Pirate though, close enough, right? Jokes aside I have literally nobody to talk to about this one. But words cannot describ how much I love him.

#5 - Carmilla, Carmilla

This one's a weird one because she has no real face. She's a book character, but ever since I read the book I've been so deeply in love with her and the story she has with Laura. Also, I love Lesbians and Vampires in media. She's perfect....

#6 - Count Dracula, Young Dracula

Last but CERTAINLY not least... One of my favourite Dracula's. My comfort Dracula, if you will. I knew there was going to be more than one Dracula on this list, it was just a question of who was going to make it. Eventually decided on him because he's helped me get through so much more than I can describe, #1 comfort drac :3

I don't know who to tag because I have no friends 😞

Pick Six Fictional Crush Mix

❤️Tag Game❤️

Thanks for the tag @ria-coolgirl 🖤

In no particular order (I love all my fictional babies 🖤).

Leon Kennedy

I fell in love with him when I was like 6 (I love loads of characters from this universe, but Leon was the first).

Dean Winchester

I just love this bisexual disaster.

Marko

Of course my chaos gremlin had to make this list 🖤

Ellen Ripley

Love my badass queen 🖤

Matt (from dying breed)

He was seriously such a cute lil guy.

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

How can you not love him?

It was really hard to narrow it down to 6 😅. I love so many characters!

Tagging. If you guys want to: @theburninggarden @kifaya @vxncevis @aviradasa @poubelle-d-elle @misslavenderlady @margotwantstoknow @sillyturquoisepuffin @mikey-darinstar and anyone else who wants to join 🖤

Surprise // Silco x M!Reader

This is a special little oneshot - for the amazing @rey-is-not-a-skywalker

Summary: Silco has noticed some of your recent behaviours, so gives you a little surprise

Warnings: It's nothing graphic, it's just rather specifically tailored! partially uncharacteristically soft silco - lots of tension with Sevika. Detailed but also... not detailed?

Words: 2.6K

Notes:  Unfortunately something is wrong with my Tumblr right now - it's going through long phases of not letting me save drafts and/or post. I've submitted tickets but the first one said there wasn't anything wrong (from a couple weeks ago) and the most recent one hasn't gotten a response yet. I appreciate all of your patience <3 My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too!

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Silco had always had a bit of a soft spot for you. At first, he tried to hide it, but here were ways in which you could tell; you'd be the only one he'd offer a drink to at a meeting, his eyes would linger on you for a moment too long every so often, and the mere fact that you worked for him were all signs that some way, somehow, you had wormed your way into his seemingly cold, dead heart. The first to notice was of course, his right hand, Sevika. At first she thought it was merely strange, but then she started to get downright suspicious. First the child he had taken under his wing, and now... You. The child, for the most part, stayed out of Sevika's way, even when spending time with Silco. She could deal with that. But you, you were never too far from Silco - you were practically on display. The man made sure that he always had an excuse on hand to keep you close - preferably within his line of sight. You didn't seem to notice the special attention you always got from the man, but Sevika did. To her, it was akin to a giant flashing neon sign above your head. Though part of her was indeed happy that Silco had finally started to feel emotions strongly enough to care for someone again, another part of her was simply boiling at the prospect. Not out of jealousy, but more out of sheer impracticality. This was not the time to fall in love. Not when everything between Zaun and Piltover was at a head - when Silco needed to keep a close eye on his very calculated moves concerning Topside. The last thing he - or anyone else involved - needed, was a distraction.

But to Silco, the kind of distraction you were giving him wasn't the kind that would be the end of his operation - at least in his eyes. To him, you were giving him a break from the rest of the world, some peace that he had needed for what had now become many years. It was a kind of peace that made him feel almost normal, that for those brief moments, he could pretend that perhaps he had a better life; friends, perhaps a small family, a proper home. This little daydream of his never usually lasted for long, but he wished it would at times.

After about three weeks of Silco's unusual behaviour concerning you, Sevika had reached her boiling point. She couldn't deal with this situation without answers anymore. So, storming up the corridor towards Silco's study, she had a purpose. She was going to get to the bottom of this little mystery, she knew that much. Several scenarios were playing through her mind as she reached the door, flinging it open with such strength that it almost put a hole in the wall. Silco immediately looked up, glaring at the intruder. Even after realising that it was only Sevika, his gaze didn't waver. It seemed that the woman had interrupted whatever goings-on had been happening in the room, and Silco was not happy about it. Silco put down the small objects he had been fiddling with, raising his undamaged brow at the woman. "And what is the meaning of this?" He asked, his voice starting to drip with venom. "We need to... discuss something." Sevika replied, choosing her words very carefully. She didn't want to anger Silco, but she knew that she was already on her way to that eventuality. "Do we really? Well, last time I checked, people typically knock at my door before entering." He glanced to the corner of the room mid-sentence. "It's alright, you don't need to be afraid... You just keep playing..." A small smile plays on his lips as he speaks to you, sat in the corner, happily amusing yourself. Silco's gaze span back to Sevika, becoming cold once more. "Sit down." The woman didn't argue, sitting herself in the uncomfortable - albeit allegedly padded - chair on the other side of Silco's desk. "What exactly is this about?" Silco asked, brushing away the pieces of clutter he had been fiddling with a few minutes prior. Sevika stayed quiet for a moment too long, and it wore Silco's patience thin very quickly. "Well?" He snapped impatiently. "We need to talk about... Him." Sevika's gaze briefly flitted to you, and Silco's eyes narrowed. He wasn't liking where this was going. "What about him?" Silco's tone was cold, almost accusatory. It held an unsaid 'choose your next words very carefully'. Though Sevika was undeniably a valuable asset to his operation, he was not opposed to disciplining her if she dared to speak ill of you. Sevika fell silent again at this. How was she going to put this without royally pissing him off? "I just think..." She began, but soon trailed off as she watched Silco's slender hands slowly ball into fists as they rested on his desk. "... That he's distracting you." There was no other way for her to put it, so she decided to try and face the issue head on, no matter how Silco's temper may to it. "Distracting me?" Silco's voice was... Eerily calm. "And how exactly would you say he's distracting me?" Sevika just gestured to his desk with her augmented arm, then to you seated in the corner with her other arm. "He... He does not contribute. All he does is sit and play like a child. He isn't a child! And you just... Let him? You let him sit in on sensitive shit, Silco!" She exclaimed, getting to her feet. "It's not right." "You wish to lecture me on what is right?" Silco responded, voice practically oozing past his lips. He leant back in his chair as he spoke, eyes trained on Sevika across from him. "After all I have given to you? After all we have achieved together?" His hand trails along the surface of his desk as he slowly gets to his feet. "Have you anything else you wish to say about my arrangements here?" He asks, gesturing vaguely to the room encasing you all. At this question, Sevika falls silent. She knows what kind of test this is - a test of loyalty. Whether she is willing enough to withstand Silco's... fancies, or whether she wants to be dealt with. Typically, Sevika was the one to do the 'dealing', so no doubt she would be left to Jinx, to be the young woman's play thing.

Sevika barely even needed to consider this; she's played with Jinx before, and as demure as the teen could seem to most, she was truly unhinged when it mattered. She had bested Sevika, and the older woman was not too keen to let that happen again. Silco began to turn away, his hand resting on the back of his chair, just above his shoulder height. He heaved a sigh, his slender shoulders slowly moving up, then down with the action, as he tried to rid himself of the tension that had now rooted in the muscle. "I… Didn't mean right as in…" Sevika started to try and explain herself, in an effort to keep herself in his good books, but by the grip that he suddenly had on the top of his chair, he wasn't in any sort of mood to listen to her reasonings. His head whipped round partially, his lips parted in a sneer. Sevika slowly nodded at this, finally deciding to react to the silent message she was being given. Perhaps she would try and get him alone - if that were even possible. Without another word, she left the room, closing the door and returning the room to how it had been before her arrival. Silco runs a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself, before rounding his chair to face you, as you happily sat with your little creations, blissfully ignoring the conversation that had gone on beside you, just a few feet away. Silco returned to his seat, bringing the objects he had been occupied with before back to his attention, and right in front of him. Carefully, and with a deft hand, he clipped all the pieces together, making sure they fit perfectly, and could move with relative ease without being too loose. When he was finally satisfied with the state of his creation, he got to his feet once more, slowly and quietly making his way over to you. "My dear..." He began, his tone dipped in a softness that rarely ever showed itself. You glance up briefly, a little surprised that he's approached you - it's the middle of the day, shouldn't he be working? Your brows furrow as you are about to ask this question to him, but he seems to predict your query before the words pass your lips. "I always have time for you." He speaks, handing you the small figure he had been working on nearly all morning.

It's a small, pose-able bat. Your eyes light up - the model itself had many smaller components that must not have been easy to place. "I made sure it was perfect, for you." Silco's voice breaks you from your thoughts again, the man's smile visible to you before your eyes had even turned back to his face again. "Well? Do you like it?" He asks, not quite impatient, but more... Desperate. Eager, perhaps is the best way to describe him - he wants, no, needs to know that it's to your liking. You giggle quietly, nodding at him with a wide smile. "I love it, Silco..." You stretch up for a moment, pressing a gentle kiss to his scarred cheek. You then turn back to your model - a vast array of little buildings, all of which Silco has, over time, watched you build and place according to your whims. You gaze over the miniature skyline briefly, before finding the perfect place to nestle this little creature Silco had gifted you - perched amongst some billboards, hiding in plain sight of the human figurines lining the streets below. "There..." You say, partly to yourself, before turning back to look at Silco, beaming with pride. "He can stay there, and we can both see him..." You chuckle, and Silco slowly lowers himself to sit beside you. "He, hm?" Silco hums, "And that's his name? I never thought of one for him..." He muses, playing along with you. You purse your lips in thought, trying to wrack your brain for a suitable name for your newfound bat figure. You shake your head, your nose scrunches as you fail to bring forth a suitable name for the little bat. "I've got nothing..." You reply softly, almost sounding disappointed. You feel Silco's hand come to rest on your shoulder. "It's alright... I'm sure we'll think of something, hm?" He pauses for a moment, his thumb slowly moving over your shoulder in an attempt to soothe any true disappointment you may have. "Now... How about we come away from this for a little while, and get you something to eat?" You nod slowly in agreement, and the pair of you get to your feet; Silco's hand fumbles for a moment whilst it seeks out yours, before your fingers intertwine with one another's.

Lunch, as always, was served in Silco's office, but the pair of you had moved over to another part of the room, sitting down at a small table and pair of plush chairs, that Silco had actually put in a week or so after your arrival. Before you, Silco had often had lunch alone at his desk, but now he had someone to dine with, who actually seemed to be less afraid of him than anyone else. In truth, there was little reason for you to fear Silco - the temper and fury that he had so often let loose on others without warning and without mercy, had never been directed at you, not even a smidgen of it. You had seen it before, of course, living with him made that more violent side of him hard to avoid, but he would always go and calm himself down before he came back to you, if something had gotten him too riled up. You sat across from one another, happily tucking in to your warm meals. Naturally, it was no Topside meal, but it was some of the best you'd be able to get in the Underground. Silco had made sure that you would always get the finest of what the Lanes had to offer, no matter what it took to get it. Thankfully, being the one to pull the strings in the majority of Zaun now, this was no issue for the man. He had treated you to the finest things he could get his hands on, most of them from the other barons of the Underground, but some things he even managed to import from Topside - not that he ever let you in on his secrets on that side of things. In fact, it was very rare that Silco let you know of, well, anything in terms of business. You had asked him about this once or twice before, and his only response was about 'keeping you safe'. That's all it ever was, no matter what you tried to discuss with him on the side of business. 'I don't want you getting involved, dear.' He'd tell you. 'It's not safe, and I'd rather not even think about risking you in this kind of trade... Please, understand at least this much, if anything..' And after that particular conversation, he'd brush you off or change the subject any time you'd bring it up. In his eyes, he had made his stance on the situation very clear. In it's own, sort of sweet way, you believed that this was the main way Silco showed he cared for you - even if he never really said it out loud, besides perhaps the pet name. Public displays - hell, most outward displays - of affection were not entirely Silco's area... And you've never pushed for that kind of thing, as it seemed to be a somewhat tender subject for him. You never asked why, it was not your business, and you hoped that eventually he may trust you - and himself - enough to tell you. For the time being, though, you were both happy enough keeping your relationship as it was; a vastly unspoken one, where although your care and affection for one another was deep-rooted and painfully obvious even to the pair of you, nothing was ever truly confirmed, nothing was made concrete by your words. You were happy with it for the most part - though a small part of you yearned desperately for the validation of his love - and although you hoped to bring up the unspoken part of your relationship at some point in the future, it was to remain the distant future for the time being. You didn't want to ruin a good thing and push Silco too much for an answer, causing him to just... Cut off everything entirely. You had seen it happen before, though mostly with lesser goons that he took in to do all of his dirty work, and whilst you didn't see yourself on their level, you didn't want to take any risks.

"Did you like your surprise?" Silco's low, velvet voice breaks you from your trance. You look up to him, and nod eagerly. You loved it - a truly wonderful and sweet surprise. "I did... Was there an occasion for it?" You asked, placing your cutlery on your plate as you finished your meal. "Do I need an occasion to get you gifts?" He responds, his eyes now fixed on the remainder of his meal. You pause briefly, before shaking your head in answer to his question. "No, of course not..." You crack a smile at him, which he soon returns when he meets your eye. He lets out a breathy chuckle, clearly pleased with this response of yours. "Good... Because, I can assure you, there will be many more to come..."

I LOVE RAPHAEL!!!!

Could I request dating headcanons for Gortash, Raphael, and Geraldus with gn s/o please? - Fluff anon

Warnings: Vague mentions of manipulation, mentions of sex and petification. These are not healthy relationships (Apart from Geraldus, bless his little cotton socks)

Notes:  Is Raphael accurate? Probably not. Did I have fun writing his segment anyway? Hell yeah. Also let us all be proud of me that I basically wrote this in one sitting? Unheard of, for me. Fluff, forgive the fact that this was sat in my inbox for so long... I'm sorry 😭 I got distracted with some other, longer form pieces in the works! (3 pieces to be exact teehee) My requests are currently open! My request post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist! 

Gortash

Ordinarily, when dating someone, you're in a partnership - an equal relationship, where neither one involved is better, or holds more control overall than the other. This is not the case with Lord Gortash. He will flaunt the fact that out of the two of you, he holds all the control, and he will do so constantly.

Gortash has had a lot of short-lived flings and trysts, so his style of love can feel strained as time goes on. The usual cycle is; Lots of love for a couple of weeks; gifts, intimacy, sweet words from him to you - and then, the cold shoulder, for another couple of weeks.

However, because of his wealth and influence, you are, naturally, spoiled in all that you do. Clothed in the finest materials that money can buy or import, given the finest foods anyone can afford, and of course, you have one of the finest and most prestigious roofs over your head for when you rest.

Most often, Gortash will make it seem to most like you are equals in your relationship; letting you choose what garments to wear, letting you choose dinner from time to time - but he doesn't let most see that silver tongue of his, slowly feeding little lies and delusions that keep you mostly under his thumb. The cycle of his 'love' also helps.

This isn't to say that Gortash is a bad partner, in other aspects, however. Sure, he manipulates you most of the time, but that's mostly to keep you near to him, to assure your loyalty. He does value your opinion on certain matters - and he's very affectionate when he's in that more loving mindset, especially when you have company. In the presence of others he tends to have a hand on you at all times, whether that be your shoulder, your arm or your thigh.

Raphael

Raphael is one of the most possessive partners, possibly ever. In regards to both you, and Haarlep. You rarely, if ever, get to leave the House of Hope, and when you do, you're never more than a few paces away from Raphael. He may not always be physically touching you, but if he's not in conversation, his eyes are firmly glued onto you, taking in the sight of you and making sure that you don't try anything to leave.

Although you're showered with some of the finest food and gifts that the hells can offer, Raphael makes it abundantly clear to you that you are little more than a pet to him. You sit on his lap or by his legs during meal times, you have a separate bed to sleep in when you're not having sex (unless you beg him for the privilege of sleeping beside him), and if you speak out of turn he chides you like one would a dog.

He shows you off like some prize, too. Praises your beauty and obedience to all who enter the halls of his home, but always making sure to reprimand them if their eyes linger anywhere on you for too long, a hand groping at your thigh to show precisely the dynamic between the two of you.

When you're obedient for him, life is wonderful. You're showered with the gifts that Raphael had promised you when this 'relationship' had begun, given anything you could ask for, all you need to do is look and pout. When you're not obedient - and it could be for the smallest thing - Raphael is... Less sweet. He's petty, vindictive, and he will let you know in the worst ways that he feels slighted by... Whatever it was that you did.

Geraldus

Geraldus is a nervous sweetheart, through and through. He's grown up with so many stories of valiant men who are just so sweet and honest and valiant, and he wants to live up to that standard. But how can he? Even though you're now together, he feels like he still fumbles over far too many of his words - surely you can't find his boyish nervousness cute anymore?

He likes taking you on picnics; he knows that typical dates take place in Taverns or Inns, but he likes the quaintness of a good picnic, it's like he's making your shared love life something right out of a fairytale, and he's all for that. It's not that he's opposed to drinking with you - wine and mead is a common staple of the basket you take with you - it's more the noise levels. He struggles to hear you if it's a particularly loud night in the tavern. He likes being able to hear you more than the atmosphere of the tavern.

He likes having his head in your lap. Or your head in his lap. His hand in your hair, or vice versa again. He thinks being physically close to you is just one of the best things he's ever experienced. Even as time goes on, and the two of you grow and change together, he still takes great joy and pleasure from that ever so simple act of just... Being close, and existing together.

He tries to learn so many new things for you; cooking, being the big main one. He likes to watch what you enjoy eating, then try and replicate it himself. He's not the best cook in Faerun, but he's definitely been improving, and taking any constructive criticism you have on board. Another way he tries to show his affection to you is through attempting (and often failing because you tell him 'no') to purchase you more material gifts. "That's what men do, no? ... No? Oh, alright then, beloved." He'll blush and stammer about it for a little bit, but he will put his coinpurse away. Being anything less than the man you want or deserve is an idea that terrifies him.

Coud you please do a Vi SFW?

Warnings: None!

Notes: We're returning to our roots with this one gang   My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too! If you’d like to support me more, consider reblogging! I’d appreciate it loads!!

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

Vi's affection is mainly shown through physical means. An arm around your shoulders, a hand grasping for yours - all the way to cuddling and tangling herself with you on a sofa or a bed. She loves having your near to her - particularly in private. When you're alone together, she finds a way or excuse to touch you 90% of the time. In public, she's a lot more respectful of your personal space, choosing to mostly just stand nearby rather than have her hands all over you. The only time this changes is if someone who isn't herself starts getting too close to you, whether it's being flirty or threatening you. If this is the case, she makes a show of putting an arm around your waist or shoulders, making it painfully clear that you are with her.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Vi is one of those friends that can quickly become a ride or die. She is willing to do a hell of a lot for those who are near and dear to her, be that helping with heavy lifting, spending quality time, or putting someone into their place. It's more than likely that your friendship started after bumping into Vi post-street brawl. Though bristly at first, she easily warms to you, once you've shown her you're worthy of trust.

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

Vi does love a cuddle; typically, when cuddling in bed she prefers being the big spoon, allowing her to encase you in her arms and give her absolute certainty that you're safe and away from harm. If you're on the sofa, though, she very much enjoys laying over you - like a big blanket of muscle.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Vi grew up with a rather close-knit family unit, and deep down a part of her does miss that, so she would want to settle down - even if it's not necessarily with kids or anything of that ilk. Just having a place to call home with you would be good enough for her. She can't cook particularly well; it's passable and edible, sure, but she's not usually proud of it. The same with her cleaning - sometimes she just doesn't think to do it. She was in prison through her teens - there wasn't really anything to clean, so trying to get that into her routine is.... Difficult.

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

She would be incredibly blunt with it. She'd try to somewhat save your feelings, but I don't think she'd beat around the bush. If it's not working out, what's the point in trying to force things to keep going, even if it's just a few extra minutes? She's also not great at verbally expressing her emotions, so this just adds to her bluntness.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)   

Vi is fine with commitment as a whole; but the idea of marriage carries a heavy sense of finality to her. She's not really likely to leave you as-is, why do you need to go through the fuss and stress of getting married? For a piece of paper? In her head, something like that is a privilege - something that mainly those from Piltover get to do. If you really insist on marriage she'll oblige you, but she doesn't need a marriage to feel or be committed to you.

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

Vi doesn't have much trouble being gentle physically: a few careful touches here and there, cradling your face when you're having an intimate moment or holding you close when you're having a particularly stressful day. It's more the emotional side of things where she struggles a bit. Not all the time, but there are moments where she has trouble expressing herself in the way she wants to to you, or struggles in showing a more vulnerable side of herself.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

The most common time to get a hug from Vi is when she's saying goodbye - or that she'll see you in a little while. They're quite quick, and she makes sure to squeeze you tightly every time, as if she's trying to imprint the feel of you against her into her mind. Outside of those times you're more likely to get a cuddle than anything else.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

She's very reluctant to say it. It's not that she doesn't love you, it more that expressing that love in a verbal way makes her incredibly nervous. She does say it from time to time; birthdays, special holidays, in the dead of night where and when there's no one else that could possibly hear her. It takes her a good few years, and slow working, to start saying it when other people are around - even if they're out of earshot.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Vi trusts you. She knows that you wouldn't leave her without saying anything, and that if anything were to happen, you'd talk to her about it. However, this doesn't stop that stab of jealousy that she feels in her chest whenever she sees someone getting too close to you for her comfort. Her first port of call is to go to you, get close and establish her boundary - usually a hand snaking around your waist and tugging you to her. Then, if the situation continues, she gets verbal - usually snapping at whoever dare try to take you from her; even if it's nothing like that.

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

Vi's kisses can go one of two ways; 1 - it's a brief peck on the lips or your cheek, so quick that you end up debating with yourself if it actually happened - Vi had gone right back to whatever she had been doing before, it was like she hadn't stopped her task. 2 - It's full of heat, passion, and you are not getting away from her any time soon - leaving that kind of kiss breathless is the bare minimum. She is grabbing whatever flesh of yours she can hold, pulling and keeping you close to her. That woman is not letting you go without some major resistance - she needs you too much.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

Vi is pretty good around kids. If you're leaving kids with her for an extended period of time, you need to set some firm boundaries. Like. Make it abundantly clear what can and cannot be done with the kids - otherwise there will be chaos. Vi is very much like that aunt you can get away with almost anything around. She won't actively take you to seek out activities to break set rules, but if the kids were to break said rules by themselves? Well they've done it now, there's not a whole lot she can do, right?

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

By the time you wake up, Vi is usually awake already - sometimes by several hours. She's used to rising incredibly early, and although she doesn't always physically get out of bed that early anymore, she does still spend that time doing something she finds productive. Namely watching you sleep. The reason she doesn't immediately get up is because, if you're sharing a bed with her, she usually wakes up tangled with you in some way or another. Play your cards right, and she'll spend half the morning keeping you in bed just for an excuse to hold you close - she does love herself a cuddle in bed.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Most nights you have to actively try and coax Vi into bed. The means can - and kind of have to - vary, but Vi normally tries to resist for a little while. She's one of those people who tries and stays up as late as she can physically manage, as a way to try and reclaim some of her own time. When you get past your mild frustration, though, and take a more tender approach, that's when she will usually come to bed, cuddling as close as physically possible, to try and soothe herself to sleep.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

From time to time. She'll often say if something reminds her of a family member who has passed, or share a memory that's sprung to mind that she thinks you may enjoy. When it comes to genuinely being vulnerable, and sharing her deeper, harder to process emotions, she does struggle. She doesn't know what to do with all those years of pent up hurt and pain. She tries her best, but she doesn't want to end up lashing out.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

In day to day life? Not particularly quick to anger; mistakes in chores or delays in the daily schedule aren't much of a big deal to her. Sure, they can be a bit annoying sometimes, but they can be fixed or accommodated. Under pressure, though, is entirely different. When stressed and pressed for, well, anything, Vi becomes snappy, harsh, and her temper has one hell of a short fuse. She doesn't get physical, but she's usually 2 seconds away from saying something that she will probably regret once she calms down.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

She easily remembers some of the basic things; your favourite colour, your favourite food, the things you like in general. She's... A little bit scattered when it comes to things like your birthday, though - she oftentimes confuses it with your anniversary. She means well, she just hasn't really got the head for dates. She'll get you a gift you like on both days, though! She rarely ever forgets completely.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

The first time she opened up properly to you. You'd been together a fair while, so she took you on a walk through the Lanes, eventually winding up where you could see the few remaining markers of her younger siblings. The splodges of red paint left behind by Mylo, the place where Claggor had gotten himself stuck when on the run from enforcers. She even told you of when she had brought Jinx - Powder, back then - to this very spot in an attempt to lift her spirits. She told you of her birth mother and father, of Vander, and how her family life had just gone progressively more and more downhill - and you listened. You didn't butt in, you didn't try and force her to see 'the bright side'. You sat, you held her hand, and you listened. There are no words that she can use to describe her gratitude to you for that moment.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

Quite - Vi often worries about how you might need to defend yourselves or escape a situation. It's not because she doesn't trust you to handle yourself - she does, she thinks you could talk down or weasel out of any situation, and she knows you'll bolt if you really need to - but it is something she worries about a lot, and something that does frequently come up if there's a disagreement.

T - Try (How much effort do they put in?)

Vi tries quite a bit. In her eyes, you deserve more, so she does try. She'll try and keep the place tidy-ish - tidy to her standards, anyway - and do some cooking every now and again. She tries much more in ways of gifts, though - though perhaps not always what you think they may be, she always makes an effort to point out how useful it could be to you, or if it's something more sentimental, how it made her think of you.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

She puts her shoes on furniture - whether she's still wearing them or has just taken them off. It gets mud and dirt everywhere. She also tends to forget to put dishes away once you've washed them up (she also forgets to wash them up fairly frequently).

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

Not a whole lot - she works out quite a lot, but that's more for her own health and strength. She keeps herself as clean as she can - washing her face, bating etcetera, but other than that, not a whole lot. She sometimes has the urge to change her hair, but that's more of an emotionally motivated decision. All in all, so long as you think that she looks good, she's more than happy with her appearance.

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

You're ingrained into her routine now - she'd definitely feel your absence if you were gone for any length of time; she doesn't like when you're not there in the morning to hold or to greet when she wakes up. Even if it's not a full separation, and you're just out somewhere for the night, she feels it deep in her.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

She loves when you touch her - not necessarily in a sexual way, or even in hugs, but the feeling of your hands on her brings her much joy and comfort. You tracing the planes of her skin or the ink of her tattoos is one of her favourite ways to wind down, and having your fingers brush through her hair (especially when they brush against her undercut)? Pure. Heaven. Simple as. If she's having a really bad day, that is a surefire way to cheer her up.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

Someone who doesn't stick to their word, or to their morals. She loves seeing reliability and someone being steadfast; if she doesn't see that, she doesn't feel like she can wholly trust someone. And of course, without trust, there can be no real love. Other than that, if she can get a good connection with someone, everyone's fair game, really.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)  

Vi only sleeps the minimal amount that she needs to to keep her true self or be able to perform tasks. She finds it incredibly difficult to get to sleep without being thoroughly exhausted first; so part of the coaxing that you have to do involves working out - a good, reliable way to tire her out. She also doesn't need a lot in terms of possessions; so long as she has somewhere to lay, she's able to get some sleep. Though, on the odd occasion that she does try to sleep on the floor, you're eventually able to drag her groggy self into your shared bed, mostly with promises of affection and cuddles.

Shoved in the closet // König x reader

Summary: You give the colonel a handjob in a storage cupboard!

Warnings: 18+ content; Semi-public sex, handjob that transitions into a brief blowjob, little bit of submissive König after he leads for like... Two minutes, porn without much plot tbh, there's like... Mild exposition to satisfy my brain (it became not mild). Maybe badly written? Idk, indulge me here, I wanted to write smut.

Words: 4.7K

Notes:  Pushing myself a bit, doing kinktober prompts at my own pace, as you do. Was very excited that the first prompt ended up being assigned to one of my favourite characters. I kind of imprinted on reader whilst writing this.... Whoops. Oh well :3 Left at somewhat of a cliffhanger because I didn't know where to write after that... My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too! If you’d like to support me more, consider reblogging! I’d appreciate it loads!!

It wasn't entirely clear what you and König were - and the lines had been blurry for quite a while now. Some things were clear, thankfully; you were squad-mates, you had saved one another's life far more than either of you ever wanted or cared to admit. So, in that regard, you were at least colleagues - perhaps you could even push it to friends. At least, you thought so. That was until about four months ago, when the two of you opted to share a bed one operation. For tactical reasons, König had told you. It wouldn't have done to get up at the crack of dawn, one of you with an aching back because you'd decided to sleep on the floor. When you'd tried to argue with him, saying that you'd both slept in far worse conditions than this, he would have none of it.

It had been a good night's sleep, that you wouldn't deny, but you wagered only part of the reason for that was the fact you were sleeping on an actual bed. The other part of the reason, was the fact that you had eventually ended up tangled in one another's arms. It was... Comfortable. Neither of you spoke of it after that, you didn't dare bring it up and he didn't either. By the end of that week, when you had returned to base with the rest of your team, you thought he had forgotten about the ordeal. He, in fact, had not. Your main clue to this was the fact that he seemed to linger somewhere near you at every chance he could, until lights out. At which point, he would then skulk off down the hall to his own quarters, his glowering expression mostly obscured by his hood.

It took a week and a half of this behaviour until you proposed sitting together in the canteen, and König eagerly agreed. Well, eagerly for him; a low, rumbling hum in his chest as he slowly nodded, accompanied shortly after with a quiet 'Ja'. So, that was your arrangement. You'd queue up together, grab your trays of meagre food, then sit at a table next to one another - usually just the pair of you - to eat. You quite enjoyed it, and so did he. As the weeks passed, he started talking to you. Not much at first, only simple questions. How was your day? Do you like the food today? Over time, your conversations get longer, slightly less awkward. You're one of the very few people that he actually chooses to speak with, and it feels... Nice. The pair of you had grown very close, and König eventually admitted that he hadn't had such a close friend in a very long time. In that moment, being his friend felt like a tremendous honour, to say the least. You were so focused on the newly started fluttering in your chest that you hardly registered your cheeks heating up. König must have noticed, the crinkle of his eyes under the mask betraying the houndish smile you imagined him to have. He didn't make a comment, though, he just wandered down the hall, you eventually following suit to take your usual shared stroll back to your respective sleeping quarters.

It wasn't until König was deployed again, this time without you, that you realised exactly how close you had become. It felt nothing short of wrong to go to the canteen and sit by yourself. The seat beside you felt glaringly empty, and sitting with other squadmates didn't help. For three weeks you endured this perpetual empty feeling. The feeling of something not quite right, something missing. You tried not to acknowledge it too much. If you did, how would you even admit it to König? He had only just started to outwardly call you his friend, how the hell would he handle discovering you possibly have romantic feelings for him? So, you shoved it down; filled your days with training, going through the motions and throwing yourself completely into your usual routine outside of deployment. You were given a few smaller operations, but nothing that lasted more than three days at a time - and that helped. At the end of this particular deployment, short though it was, you were greeted with a rather tall surprise. König, waiting for you.

"Good to see you home again in one piece." He mused to you when you got within earshot, putting his arm round your shoulder as you walked down the hall to the base proper, side by side. "You are just in time for lunch." "König, it's nearly four in the afternoon.." You chuckled as you shook your head. "It may as well be dinner time." "Did you have your rations at lunch time?" "Well, no, I was-" "Then it is lunch, hm?" The look in König's eye could only be described as playful, but you knew that beneath that, he was at least a little bit concerned - despite the cold and hard demeanour he put up for the rest of the team and company, he was always a sweetheart to you, in his own way. "We will get back into our usual routine soon enough." He told you, as he gently squeezed your shoulder and leaned in slightly closer, so he could speak lowly in your ear. "I know it is important to you." Rationally you knew that he was probably only saying this as a friend, a small part of your brain jammed at the sound of his voice being so close to you, so husky in comparison to what it usually was. You worked hard to suppress the instinctive giggle that rose in your throat; you just about managed to get it to leave you as little more than a throaty hum. It satisfied König, though, and that was a relief. The rest of the walk to the canteen was quiet, and you became increasingly aware of the fact that his hand was still perched on your shoulder, unmoving. It wasn't that you disliked it - far from it. It was just... Mildly unusual. But you didn't bring it up; it was comforting, to have that contact with him after such a long time apart.

From there, it almost felt like any other day that you and König went to get food together. Standing in line together, grabbing a tray one after the other. You sat at one of the many empty tables, thigh to thigh, and König placed his cake bar onto your tray, carefully smushing it against the one you already had, to make sure it didn't fall into another section. "Willkommen zurück." Before you could protest, the Austrian had already begun to dig into his meal, leaning forward so that he could get the food to his mouth under the hood, which he still refused to remove in public, even after over two decades in the military. You hadn't realised you'd been all but gawking at him, until you felt his hand gently patting at your thigh. "Eat," He told you as he gestured to your untouched tray with his fork. "You must be starved." You began eating at that; there wasn't really anything to rebuke with, was there? Though, you did feel a flutter in your chest at the care König showed. It wasn't alien to you by any means, but after your time apart, it felt refreshing. New, almost. His hand remained on your thigh, and you made no move to remove it or tell him to stop, the gentle rub of his thumb against your camo trousers a soothing touch. You weren't sure when your hand slid over to his thigh to return the gesture, but he didn't protest either.

It must've been about ten minutes later that you noticed König had stopped eating, having instead chosen to push some of his remaining food around on his plate. "..König? You okay?" Your voice snapped him from whatever haze he had gotten stuck in, and his eyes landed on you. You started to move your hand from his leg - you figured that perhaps he was uncomfortable after all, but was just too anxious to say anything to you. With a speed you hadn't expected from a man who was just so lost in his own thoughts, König grabbed your wrist, and slowly moved your hand to rest on his thigh once more. After a moment or so, he glanced down at your hand, before he carefully guided it higher. "There. I like it there." He told you with a firm nod, as if this were a usual thing the pair of you did. "I..." The words faltered for a moment in your throat, as you tried to comprehend the fact that your hand was now not even four inches away from his crotch. ".. Was only going to ask if, uh.. I just noticed that you weren't eating.." You finally managed to get out. "I am... satisfied." Was his only response, as you dared your fingers to trail slightly higher. You heard his breath hitch under his hood, as you continued to move higher still. It was slow, tentative even. Despite his bold move of placing your hand so close to the apex of his thighs initially, you were still convinced that he would tell you to stop. You would, of course, if he told you to, but he didn't. You eventually did stop your hand, and you could already feel his cock beginning to strain against his trousers.

You froze. Was this reciprocation? Or just one of those natural reactions? God how you hoped, desperately, that it was the former. You were sure already, with this aspect of your relationship barely breached, that to have him, to have all of him, would be nothing short of heaven. Pure bliss, even. You were broken out of your desire fuelled haze by König abruptly pushing his food tray away from him. You immediately jerked your hand away from him. "You alright, König?" You quickly asked, your worry all too obvious in your tone. Just as before, he took your wrist in his hand, his gaze turning to you. There was no fear, nor aggression in his eyes. He tugged gently at your arm, as if to take you somewhere, but he didn't move an inch. "König?" You repeat quietly, trying to grab his attention; he seemed to be in an entirely different world, lost deep in his own thoughts. "We should... Find somewhere else." His voice was quiet - much like how it used to be when the pair of you started speaking properly outside of missions. He still made no move to get up, so you took it upon yourself to gently help him to his feet, quickly guiding him out of the canteen so that no-one would notice his predicament.

Your mind was racing as you led König down the weaving hallways of your complex. Either of your quarters felt so far away in that moment. Too far away. It was all too likely that someone would bump into you both, and quite possibly spot the ever-growing tent that König was pitching in his trousers. Thanks to his height, for some of your fellow soliders, it may be a bit difficult to miss. With few options left, your eyes spied an inconspicuous door coming up on your left-hand side along the hall. It was primarily used for cleaning supply storage, but you vaguely remember it being somewhat roomy. It'd do, for now at least. Without a single word passing your lips, you began to drag König towards it, throwing open the door as you hauled the much taller man in with you. His back collided with one of the shelves, causing the various bottles to rattle for a moment, before they settled.

"A... Cupboard?" He asked, sounding vaguely wary. "Do you want someone to see your raging hard-on as I drag you down the hall?" König cleared his throat at your question, shaking his head slowly, the movement barely even perceptible with his hood. "That's what I thought." You huff - it's almost a chuckle, but not quite. You didn't need to see his face to know that his cheeks were a searing red. You could almost visualise the bashfulness on his face; his eyes darting to look anywhere but your face were an obvious giveaway. You considered your options for a moment, with two obvious choices; you could use your hand, or your mouth. Your hands would be easiest, and you weren't sure if your mouth would be... Too forward, for the first time between the pair of you. You settled on the former as you started to fiddle with König's belt. It was smooth and solid, like most military buckles. The very same second that you managed to unclip it, you heard König draw in a sudden, deep breath. You glanced up as his hands snake around your wrists, prying your hands away with a surprisingly tender touch. “Let me… Please.” His voice was quiet; nervous. He wanted it - by God did he want it - but he wanted  to take it slow, or at least as slow as you both were able, being somewhat exposed. Someone could walk into the cupboard at any given moment. You let him take the lead as you moved your hands away, giving him the space that he needed to flick off his belt, and start tugging his trousers down to his mid-thigh. The outline of his cock left little to the imagination now; straining against the charcoal grey of his boxers, a damp spot where the fabric nestled against his tip. You watched as his thumbs tucked into the waistband of his underwear, slowly drawing them down. You couldn’t help the slackness of your jaws as more of his happy trail and broad hips were revealed to you - it was a truly gorgeous sight. 

König noticed your staring after a moment, how intently your eyes were trained on the few centimeters of cock exposed to you. His cheeks, though invisible to you, flushed with a heat he had never known before. To be seen in this way - as something other than just the inhumanly tall colonel, or your closest friend - was nothing short of… Exhilarating. He adjusted his wrist slightly, so that he was more holding the waistband out to you than pulling it down himself - a quiet offer of you taking that final step, of removing the last barrier between the two of you. You gave a subtle shake of your head at him, an almost sly smile playing at your lips. You just about caught the slight widening of his eyes as he realised you wanted him to do it. He couldn’t exactly deny you - he didn’t want to deny you. So, with a few more gentle pulls at the fabric, he finally freed himself from the confines of his underwear.  Your mind had gone practically blank as soon as your gaze drifted to his cock, with a small bead of pre-cum already beading at the tip. You’d not even touched him properly yet, and he was already leaking. With a careful hand, you swiped your thumb over  the slit, collecting it before you brought it up to your mouth, quickly cleaning the digit with an efficient dart of your tongue. “Someone’s eager, hm?” You asked him, watching his eyes as he averted his gaze once more. König’s cheeks were burning again, he could feel it, and he was ever so thankful for the covering over his face; not that he was embarrassed by his reaction, not entirely, he more just didn’t want you to think ill of him, for being so weak for you. Had anyone been this way for you before? He didn’t know. He didn’t want to know. He didn’t want to cloud his head with the idea that you had been with someone else before him, the very thought made his gut churn. He didn’t consider himself a jealous man, but the notion alone that you had been held intimately and been intimate with someone who wasn’t him made his blood bubble, and his fingers twitch. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a steadying breath, as he brought himself back into the present. “Just… A little.. Schatz…” König told you, his voice trembling as he spoke. “I cannot lie that I’ve… Thought about us a… A few times.” He admitted, as his eyes trailed to watch your hand drift back to his cock, a gasp slipping his lips as you wrapped your whole hand around it. You started with a slow, steady rhythm, base to tip then back again. “Though… My fantasies never included a cupboard…” He chuckled, breath hitching in his throat again as you paused your stroking, trailing your thumb on the sensitive skin on the underside of the head. “... Neither did mine.” You confessed to him. “Usually we were in one of our bunks… Or, in my more ‘risque’ ones, one of our homes…” You chuckled, as König tilted his head back, resting it on a shelf behind him. His hand moved to stay on a slightly lower shelf as he tried to support himself. The attention you paid to his aching cock was making his knees weak. In truth, he was surprised that his legs hadn’t given out yet, nor had he blown his load prematurely. All he could offer in reply to your words was a faint hum - not quite strained, but not particularly loud either; he was clearly holding himself back, not wanting to let slip a noise that could potentially alert anyone who passed by of what mild debauchery was taking place behind that thin door. 

Your hand followed the hitching of his breath, teasing the underside of his cock for a short while, before resuming that gentle, rhythmic stroking that you had begun with. You watched his chest rise and fall, as he tried to keep a grip on himself. He was succeeding thus far, at least. You leant into him, pressing your torso to his, 

revelling in how warm his chest was beneath his shirt. For being such a strong man, his chest was… Surprisingly soft. You could almost mistake it for pillows, if not for the steady, deep heaving as he both tried to keep himself quiet and catch his breath. Every few strokes, his chest would tense for a moment as his hips bucked seemingly of their own accord. It would go on for a few seconds, before a ragged breath would rattle from his throat - a barely disguised moan. You could feel your heart flutter against your ribs as you pressed yourself into him even more. “Are you alright, König?” Your voice was gentle to him, not quite a croon, but close. König didn’t trust his voice, knowing that it was more likely that his voice would crack in several ways if he tried to utter even one word in reply. So, he only nodded. He tried to keep up the steady amount of friction that you were giving him by drawing his hips back and forth, dragging his cock across the palm of your hand as if he were possessed by some unseen force of pure lust.

“You’re doing so well…” You cooed, resting your free hand on his hip, to gently guide his hips at a more steady pace, rather than the almost frantic rabbit-like bucks he was doing.  “Just… Slow it down a little bit, sweethea-”

“Can’t,” Came the Austrian’s raspy reply. “Mist…” His chest was heaving even harder than it was before. He had started to strain, eyes clamped shut as he tried desperately to hold himself back - to take his mind off of the feeling for a moment, to distract himself, anything, to try and prolong both his pleasure, and his time with you. Your touch was like heaven to him; you seem to know exactly how to stroke him, how to twist your hand just so. It felt like he was on fire in the best way, burning hot and mere seconds from combusting with such a force he’d flicker out. He just about manages to register the fact that your strokes had changed slightly in pace whilst his thoughts battle against one another, and he cracks one eye open to try and see what you were up to. 

And there you were; having sunk down to your knees. He could have sworn his heart stopped beating in his chest, even if only for a moment. Even his most vivid fantasies could not compare to the electric thrill you sent through his chest, and straight down to his cock. He couldn’t stop his hand from reaching to you, gently caressing your cheek as you started to lean in. “Schatz?” His voice was quiet, and still somewhat ragged from his heavy breathing. “König?” You replied, in a similar voice. It made his heart flutter. “What are you doing?” His question didn’t hold any malice or heat - he  was just asking. “Well…” You shrugged lightly as you tried to think of how to quickly, and succinctly, relay your thoughts to him. 

How, in your shared lust-filled haze, were you to explain to him that, despite this being your first time with one another, you had been so completely overcome with the very idea with him, with bringing him pleasure - that you had thrown that small, nagging thought of it being ‘too soon’ to take this specific leap out of the window? “Just thought that… You might like it, is all..” You smiled up at him, and as you fluttered your eyelashes, you felt a hand gently caress the back of your head. You could just about hear König’s ragged breathing, how he was just barely managing to keep himself together. Oh, how feral you made him. You could see the glint in his eye - and it drove you wild, too. 

Without another thought, you took the head of his cock between your lips, one of your hands moving to rest on the man’s chest in a vague and vain attempt to soothe him into quietness. The groan that had escaped his lips was almost worryingly loud. “Verdammt.. Oh, Schatz..” His breathless babbles told you all that you needed or wanted to know; he was in heaven. He kept trying to look down at you, but catching even a glimpse of that sinful vision caused his hips to jerk of their own accord, almost forcing his cock down your throat. And though the idea of having you swallow near enough the entire thing was appealing to the Austrian, he was just as content to just have you as you were now - just a cross or taste of wine short of worshipping him. He didn’t want to overstep, not yet at least. 

König had just begun to sink into the bliss of teetering on the edge of release, when a whine was all but ripped from his throat at the absence of your mouth on his still aching cock. Before he’s able to say anything - be it to question or chastise you - you’re peppering kisses up and down his shaft. Along the underside, back up and teasing the vein on the underside, before licking up the precum that had started to bead at the tip again. His eyes slowly - almost shakily - moved down to look at you, his chest still heaving with his heavy breaths. “Why… Did you stop…?” His voice was wavering like you had never heard it before, not even when his nerves had overcome him. You kept the pace of your hand steady as you continued to stroke him. “I just… Didn’t know if you-” 

“Don’t stop,” König pleaded, as his hand moved to the back of your head, trying to gently urge it forward. “Please, don’t stop.” That waver in his voice was still there, still present and showing you just how much he was enjoying this. And who were you to deny this sweet man what he so clearly craved? Without warning him, your mouth was back on him again, but instead of teasing him, and licking around the head again, you had taken him right up to the hilt. König made a sound like the very air had been sucked from his lungs, his eyes clamping shut as he tried his damndest not to move. The urge to keep your head still in his hands and just fuck was strong. Almost too strong; he had to grip at his shirt, tug at the material, to make sure he didn’t completely lose his decorum and seem like a feral animal. Turns out, though, that despite his urges, he didn’t need to thrust at all. His thoughts, and the friction you were making, was making this all more perfect. He had been so lost in his own bliss, that he hadn’t registered the bliss building to a crescendo until it was rippling through his body with a force to rival… Well, anything he had experienced up till that point. 

Every muscle in his body seemed to contract and release simultaneously, and through the sheer elation coursing through his brain he was vaguely aware of that sweet mouth of yours swallowing around his cock. His hips bucked weakly through the sensation, and you replied by gently pushing your hands back on his hips, trying to make him stay still as much as you were able to. When König finally started to slow his hips down, you pulled your mouth from his cock with a small, lewd pop. Your eyes trailed up his heaving chest as you tenderly tucked him back into his trousers, before you  pushed yourself to standing. König’s eyes moved to you,  then, his blissed out gaze hardly able to focus on you as shivers and aftershocks ran through him. “You should hit the showers,” You advised him. He nodded, slowly, as if he were only vaguely aware of what you were telling him. 

“Mhm…” He hummed, clearly not trusting his voice enough to agree with his words. He tried to push himself up from where he had begun resting after his climax, his entire body quaking like a leaf in the wind. You had never seen the colonel so… Shaken. “You all good?” You asked him, as your hands moved to his arms to try and help steady him. He nodded, and you caught his eyes close for a moment as he made an attempt to centre himself. “Yes, all… All good.” He finally spoke, and he seemed… Somewhat distant - as if his mind were still replaying those recent moments of pleasure, keeping him in that cycle of euphoria. You watched him for a moment, taking a small step back as a smile tweaked at your lips. He looked as if he would stumble every few steps down to the showers. And as funny as that would be in any other situation, you didn’t really want that to happen to him today. 

You squeezed his arm gently. “How about we hit the showers later, instead? You look like you need a lay down, first.” You kept your voice low and soothing, not wanting to immediately break him out of his ecstasy. You’d rather ease him out of it instead. At his next nod, you helped him stand, having carefully pulled him away from the shelf and waited for a moment to make sure he wouldn’t fall when you turned to get the door.  You checked the hallway outside - thankfully still as empty as when you had gone into the cupboard. Perhaps there hadn’t been anything to  worry about to begin with, but you weren’t going to complain. It felt like months of tension had finally been worked through. “Let’s get  you back to your bunk, eh, Colonel?” You chuckled to him, gently guiding him out of the cupboard. He didn’t respond to you for a moment, before he then piped up from behind you. 

“I’ll return the favour at some point, Schatz…” 

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So, after my god-knows-how-many-years of fanfic writing, I've finally uploaded my first to Ao3!

It's a Ghoap Uni AU, and I'm very excited! It's a short-ish first chapter, but things shall develop as things go on! If you're a fan of my shorter works/oneshots here, I hope you'll enjoy this, too!

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Hobie Brown SFW alphabet

Warnings:Mild  ATSV spoilers(?)

Notes:  My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist! Original character list - please request for these too!   If you’d like to support me more, consider donating to my kofi! I’d appreciate it loads!!  

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

Hobie doesn’t give what could be considered normal affection; he prefers to just spend time with you, over the usual displays of physical affection - though he does put his arm around you when he feels the moment calls for it. He’ll also gift you little things - a pin he found, a cool keyring that made him think of you. Penguin-pebbling and quality time are his biggest love languages. He also likes to share his favourite bands and music with you - he has tried to teach you how to play guitar before, but that was dropped because of how much being Spider-Man gets in the way of it all. One of his other main love-languages is touch - he loves sharing hugs, playfully punching you on the shoulder, and all things similar. 

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He’s the jokester, the one people either absolutely love or absolutely hate being around. He always makes jokes - usually at other people’s expense, particularly if they embody or are a part of something he doesn’t agree with in one way or another. (such as Miguel).

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I knew this was coming, I was counting the days 😭

Another great alphabet from you bor!! Hobie next? 👁👁

Miguel O’Hara SFW Alphabet

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Warnings: Mild ATSV spoilers, mild angst (due  to past things)

Notes:  My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist! Original character list - please request for these too!   If you’d like to support me more, consider donating to my kofi! I’d appreciate it loads!!  

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

Miguel doesn’t typically show his affection outwardly - I.e, through hugs and such. His affection comes more through letting you spend more time with him, and at times when he is stressed, he tries to avoid you so that  you don’t take the brunt of it. This doesn’t always work that well, because he does actually seek to be near someone he feels he can trust at times, which leads to some conflict in his mind. He likes eating with you, allowing himself to be somewhat vulnerable around you for a time. Though he doesn’t actually  say that he trusts you, this is how he shows it.  As your relationship develops, he likes to be affectionate in private; keeping you close at night, cradling  you close to  his chest to make sure that you both  sleep reasonably. 

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Miguel is… The quietly protective friend. He shows his care in other ways than words. Such as quality time, or checking up on you (”… You alright?” or “… Have you eaten today?”). If you’re being intimidated or harassed by someone, Miguel will subtly use his scary dog privelige to keep you safe, and out of trouble - though sometimes this can go a little too far, and he’ll scare off someone who you were actually enjoying talking to. 

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SILCO

So, an update on upcoming works! 

The two main pieces in the works at the moment are currently without titles, but, I think you’ll like them regardless! 

Royal!Silco x reader  Vander x reader 

Both of these are slow-burns, so I’d suggest putting aside a few minutes here and there when they eventually get published!

Writing prompts #1 (angst edition)

Feel free to use these prompts in asks or just for general ideas, be creative <3

“Why are you doing this?”

“This isn’t like you...”

“I told you to stay away.”

“This is all your fault!”

“I don’t have much time left...”

“You’ll remember me, won’t you?”

“But... you promised...”

“I lied.” 

“Who are you again?”

“Leave. And don’t come back.”

“I’m not telling you.”

“Stop!”

Jim Hopper SFW alphabet <3

Side note: sorry I haven't posted in a while. Feel free to leave requests in my ask box! (I'm not doing any NSFW at the moment, so anything like that may take longer!)

Dedicated to: @parvulous-writings love ya to bits.

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

Hopper will only show true affection when the two of you are alone. Sure, he may put an arm around you or give you a quick kiss in public, but he never does anything over the top, or major.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Hopper is the kind of friend that would try and protect you at all costs if you were very close, but you'd also have to remind him to take a little bit of time for himself as well.

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

Hopper actuality loves cuddling. Again, only when the two of you are alone. He won't admit it, but you cuddling up to him on he sofa is one of the best feelings in the world. He adores settling down with you with a bag of popcorn and a movie.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Hopper can cook basic things. He can't cook you a full three course meal, but he can make simple things like breakfast. As for cleaning, he only cleans when he feels like cleaning. He doesn't live in his own mess, but he doesn't clean every day either.

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

If he had to end it, most likely he'd be rather blunt about it. Well, he'd try to show emotion, but he wouldn't let you down slowly either. He'd hope the two of you can still be friends, even after the breakup.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

In all honesty, he's a little reluctant to anything like that. He'd be a little scared to commit to something, and probably wouldn't find himself proposing. If you proposed, he'd tell you that he needs a few days to think about it first.

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

He's only properly gentle when he knows the cause of your distress is him. He will obviously try and comfort you when you are upset for another reason, but when it's him.. he lets that really sink in. Then he feels guilty. And he will make a whole speech of an apology for you.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

He doesn't hug you that much. Again, he will be down for cuddles on the sofa, but hugs just feel too short... too pointless, for him.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

Slowly. It takes him a while to even warm uo to you, the man has a whole facade around him, but when he finally begins to trust you... he will say the 'L' word. Give him time.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Hopper isn't usually the jealous type, but if he sees someone else getting a little too up close and personal with you, or cive versa, he certainly won't be happy. He'll probably kiss you and get grabby with you to make a point, and then take you home, apologise, and cuddle on the sofa.

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

Hopper's kisses are usually brief- and again, he will only give proper kisses when you're alone. He'll kiss you goodbye at the door, on the cheek, but in the heat of passion he will kiss you on the lips.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

He's... 50/50 when it comes to kids. Sometimes he can be the most loving, affectionate father you have ever seen. Others... not so much. He simply doesn't know how to properly care and nurture a child, especially young ones. If they aren't doing what they are told, he may try to resort to yelling to get his point across.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

On weekdays, when Hopper is working, he will usually get up early and be out of the house before you wake. He will leave you breakfast on the table though, that sometimes comes with a little note of affection. On weekends, mornings are... slow. And affectionate. You will both warm each other up because you are so close together, and it will sometimes last a few hours before one of you has to get up thanks to hunger.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are usually just the two of you waiting to see which of you will go to sleep first. Eventually though, he will turn out the lights and pull you into his chest as you doze off together.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

Only in arguments or quiet moments when you are opening up to him. Out of the anger of an argument, he will begin to tell you random bits about his life that he regrets later.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very easily. This man's fuse is very low. If something doesn't quite go his way, he will be grumpy, and if that continues, he will become snappy and shouty.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

He remebers what he needs to. You know, your birthday, your anniversary, ect, but occasionally you will tell him something and he will forget for the longest time, but when something regarding that topic comes back up again, he will remember.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

Probably when the two of you had your first proper date. It was actually on the sofa, you in his arms, a movie on the screen as you fed each other popcorn.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

Very protective. Someone threatens you? They're done. Someone hurts you? They're practically dead.

T - Try (How much effort do they put in?)

He does try. He really, really does. He wants to be better, for you. But he finds it so difficult. No matter how many times he asks someone how to be... affectionate, like a normal person would, he can't seem to wrap his head around it. At all.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

Smoking, drinking. He smokes a lot. Especially after a long day of work.

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

He isn't overly concerned. He knows he looks good in whatever he wears, so he wears whatever is at hand. Of course, he does have some fashion sense. He won't go out wearing colours that contradict each other.

W- Whole. (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He won't admit it, but... yes. He would. He'd miss you to pieces, but he won't ever talk about it. Not even to himself.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

The two of you once went rowing together. It was rather romantic, until he leaned in for a kiss and the both of you fell in the river. At first, he was pretty mad at himself, but then you seemed to be laughing, and so he did too. It was a fun night.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

Cocky or persistent people. That's it. They just... anger him.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

He doesn't really have a sleep schedule. He'll sleep when he feels like it. When he does sleep, it's very difficult to wake him back up again. He'll also use you as a teddy bear.

Character List

This list will contain all of the characters and fandoms I write for! (Scenario prompts may be added later.)

Feel free to drop me an ask about whatever you want written!

Any crossed out character/fandom just means I’m not currently writing anything to do with them, but it doesn’t mean they won’t come back in the future! (feel free to leave asks about any fandoms you’re interested in regardless of whether they’re crossed out or not, but just note that a piece may take longer to write if the fandoms are not currently on my list.)

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Anime: (any character from the anime below!)

-Fairy Tail-Black Butler- -The Disastrous Life of Saiki.K -Any studio ghibli film <3 -Vampire Knight (I will not write inc3st however!)

Arcane:

-Powder (SFW only) -Jinx -Vi -Caitlyn -Silco -Vander -Greyson -Milo -Claggor -Mel -Viktor

Ash vs Evil Dead

-Ash -Kelly -Pablo -Ruby 

Overwatch:

-Gabriel Reyes (Reaper) -Amélie Lacriox (Widowmaker) -Hana Song (D.Va) -Lúcio -Lena Oxton (Tracer. Female reader only.) -Soldier: 76 (Male reader only.) -Echo (SFW only.) -Orisa (SFW only.) -Sombra -Jameson Fawkes (Junkrat) -Zarya -Zenyatta (SFW only.) -Roadhog -Symmetra -Angela Ziegler (Mercy) -Baptiste -Briggette -Ana -Moira O'deorain -Elizabeth 'calmidity' Ashe -Jesse McCree/Cole Cassidy -Hanzo Shimada -Genji Shimada -Lifeweaver -Kiriko -Junkerqueen

(More may be added in future.)

Resident Evil:

-Karl Heisenberg -Lady Dimitrescu -Cassandra/Bella/Daniella Dimitrescu -Donna Benivento -Ethan Winters -Chris Redfield -Moreau (SFW only.) -The Duke -Jill Valentine -Leon Kennedy -Carlos Oliveira  -Albert/Alex Wesker -Nicholai Zinoviev    -Daniel Fabron

Final Fantasy (XV)

-Noctis Lucis Caelum -Gladiolus Amicitia -Ignis Scienta -Prompto Argentum -Lady Lunafreya -Ravus Nox Fluret -Ardyn Izunia -Gentiana -Aranea Highwind -Iris Amicitia (SFW only)

Labyrinth:

-Jareth (The Goblin King) -Sarah Williams -Ludo (SFW only)

The Lost Boys (1987 film)

-Literally any character 

Marvel:

-Tony Stark -Natasha Romanoff -Wanda Maximoff -Vision -Bruce Banner -Spiderman (Including Hobie Brown, Miguel O’Hara & Any version of Peter Parker.) -Loki -Thor -Hela -Doctor Strange

(More will be added soon! Ask if you’d like to see someone who isn’t on this list. Worst I can say is no)

Star Wars:

-Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker -Darth Maul -Kylo Ren -Ahsoka Tano -Luke Skywalker -Obi-Wan Kenobi/'Ben' Kenobi -Princess Leia -Finn -Poe -Padme

DC: (Ask for the version of these characters you’d like to request)

-Harely Quinn - (Suicide Squad, The Batman Animated Series/Harley Quinn Animated series) -Roman Sionis - (Comic, Suicide Squad) -Poison Ivy (Comic, Arkham games, Harley Quinn Animated Series) -Batman (Ask for any version. Also SFW only because I have weird attachment issues and see him as a father figure.) -Catwoman (Comic only) -The Joker (Ask for any version) -Scarecrow (Ask for any version) -Punchline -Robin (Ask for any version) -Raven (Teen Titans/Teen Titans GO!/Titans, Comic) -Starfire (Teen Titans/Teen titans GO!/Titans, Comic)

Mortal Kombat:

-Liu Kang -Kung Lao -Kano -Mileena

What we do in the Shadows (series)

-Nandor the Relentless -Lazlo Cravensworth -Nadja of Antipaxos  -Colin Robinson -Guillermo de la Cruz -Guida -Simon the Devious

Horror:

-Michael Myers -Ghostface (Stu Macher/Billy Loomis) -Jason (Fri. 13th) -Pyramid Head (Silent hill)

(More to be added)

The Good Place:

-Eleanor Shellsdrop -Chidi Anagonye -Tahani Al Jamil -Jason Mendoza -Michael -Trevor

Good Omens:

-Crowley  -Aziraphale -Beelzebub -Gabriel -Anethema Device  -Sergeant Shadwell -War -Pollution -Famine

Stranger things:

-Joyce Byers -Jonathan Byers -Jim Hopper -Billy Hargrove -Steve Harrington -Nancy Wheeler -Robin Buckley (female reader only, if romantic)

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Things I will write

-SFW alphabet

-NSFW alphabet (may take longer)

-Oneshots

-Imagines/HC list

-Fluff

-Angst

-AUs (Alternate Universes, e.g., a modern au, a victorian au, a school au, ect.)

-And more! (Just request!)

Things I will not write.

I'd like to make this simple. I will not write NSFW if the person is REAL. I have also marked the characters that I will not write NSFW for for any reason, and I will also NOT include ANY forced/non consented to sex in anything I write, 

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Extras!

This page proudly supports and represents LGBTQ+. If you are homophobic, transphobic, or anything along those lines, you will be blocked.

I will also not condone racism, harassment, discrimination, or bullying, of ANY sort.

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[Warnings will be added where needed.]

[All GIFs by me, unless specified otherwise.]

Love you all <3

THIS MAN IS TAAAALLLLL MY GOODNESS

Okay so like… on the anniversary main menu screen… does anyone else think like… Reaper looks huge next to Sombra and Symmetra?

Like…

Symm’s wearing heels and he’s still easily over a head taller than her.

Can you do the SFW alphabet for Nyx Ulric?

Hello Furtato, I'm afraid I haven't actually watched the kingsglaive movie yet, so I don't think I'll be able to write for him, but if you have any other requests for characters in FFXV (the game), just drop me an ask!

Gladiolus Amicita SFW alphabet.

Warnings: none.

Felt like doing another one, so here we go! Remember to leave requests for any characters you would like to see next!

Enjoy! ❤

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

Gladio doesn't care where you are, he'll always show affection to you. He loves to be affectionate towards you in many ways- be it grabbing your waist and pulling you in, or something like head rubs and messing your hair up a little- he does love seeing you like that.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He's the motivational friend, but not the 'you can do it', kind of motivational, oh no. It's more... 'Get your head outta your ass and pull yourself together' kind of motivation.

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

He will happily let you cuddle up to him. He loves laying on the sofa and having you rest on his chest. Usually he will put an arm around you as you both lay there with blankets keeping you both warm.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Though he doesn't usually show it, he is actually an amazing cook, especially when it comes to meat, egg, and fish. He tends to steer away from cooking a meal though, and will instead make you both a lovely cup noodle with only the freshest ingredients. Cleaning wise, he isn't the best at cleaning, but he will do so from time to time.

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

He would only break up with a partner if he had a very good reason to. For example, if you were being purposely rude, or if his royal duties prevented him from being with you. In the first scenario, he would be straight to the point, and wouldn't show much emotion. In the second one, he'd also be straight to the point, but he'd show some emotion. He knows you would understand though, and he hopes you can be together again someday.

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

Honestly, I cannot see Gladio getting married. I think he'd be too caught up in his royal duties to want to commit to anything, especially something that would last as long as a marriage. He would also have to make sure you were 'the one' before even considering a full commitment.

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

Physically, he tries to be as gentle as he can. He does try, really he does, but his chunky body makes it difficult sometimes. Emotionally, he won't be very gentle if you're sulking like a baby- he'll most likely tell you to snap back to reality, but if you really are struggling, he might give you a hug or two. He's not the greatest at advice, but he will give you an amazing pep talk.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

He loves them. He will do it whenever, wherever, as long as you are okay with it. His hugs are usually warm, and he's able to properly embrace you- his large self makes sure of that.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

Slowly. He doesn't want to commit to anything too quickly, and these words are only really words he uses with his very close family, and even then, it's on very rare occasions.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Gladio doesn't get openly jealous. Yes, he will get jealous, but he doesn't show it. If you're flirting with another, he'll silently observe you until you're alone, or until he can't take it anymore, in which case he'll drag you away and have a word with you.

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

Gladio likes to be explorative about his kisses- particularly where he kisses you. He'll sometimes go for the fingers, maybe the cheek, but his absolute favorite thing to do, is lift you up and kiss your forehead.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

This man is amazing around kids. He'll make sure that they're always happy, and if they're not, he'll try and cheer them up. He acts like an older sibling to children... though, he's not at all prepared to have his own kids.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

Mornings with Gladio are usually non-existent. The truth is, he wakes up at the early hours in the morning to train, so unless you're willing to wake up at 4am and go on a run, you don't see him in the morning until breakfast time.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Usually very slow. Gladio stays awake at night not only to kill some daemons, but also... to play games on his phone. He loves it when you're able to stay up late too and play some games with him.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

Never. He doesn't see a need for such sob stories, and he especially doesn't want to upset you. If anything ever comes up with everyone else opening up or telling people anything, he'll just remain silent.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very easily. I mean, only a few things anger him, but those few things are... well, quite common. First of all, Noct can be infuriating from time to time. Another thing that tends to anger him is people that try to hurt Noctis. They try to hurt him? Oh well, he's expendable. But Noctis...? He will not be having that today, no siree.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

E V E R Y T H I N G. You can tell this man anything, and he will remember it. Sometimes he even remembers word for word what you rant about. It's not like this man has a good memory, it's just... he's very observant of you.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

When you went to Galdin Quay and sat on the beaches... with a pot of cup noodles in both of your hands. In his eyes, there's nothing better than the sea breeze as you eat, and the way your hair was flowing in the wind was just magnificent to him. After you finished your noodles, the two of you had a mini water fight in the shallows of the sea water.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

There's not a word to describe how protective he is. He will stick by your side, 24/7, and his reflexes are the best you ever did see. If someone was shooting at you, he'd take all the bullets for you. If someone was out to assassinate you, likelihood is, he'd spy the assassin and kill them before they had the chance to even touch you.

T - Tears (Do they ever cry? Are they open about it, and why do they cry?)

Very rarely. In fact, the only time Gladio cries is when he loses a loved one, or a dear friend. Even then, it's not a lot of tears, and he will pull himself together after a while, and keep pushing forward. He only wants to impress you, even in the afterlife.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

His sarcasm. This may not seem bad at first, but when he's making a sarcastic remark every two sentences, it does become a bit of a problem, especially at times where he's supposed to be serious.

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

For the most part, Gladio doesn't care much how he looks, but he will do little things, like making sure his hair and beard is well groomed, and presentable.

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

Short awnser- yes. Long awnser... Gladio would indeed feel incomplete without you, but he wouldn't show it. He wouldn't say anything. He'd just suffer without you, but he'd always keep fighting.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

He teaches you how to forage. This man loves nothing more than to go out into the woods with absolutely nothing with him, and just... survive. A big part of this is foraging, and he will teach you what all the best things to eat and pick are.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

Gladio doesn't like people who nitpick at every little detail. He wants to be who he is and do what be wants, without having anyone criticise him for being the way he is.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

His sleep habits are all over the place. Sometimes, he'll stay up late, and wake up late, sometimes he'll stay up late and wake up early, or sometimes he might not just sleep at all. The man has no sleep pattern.

Noctis Lucis Caelum- SFW alphabet

First piece of writing on here let's gooo- Feel free to request anything! I don't have a list of things that I write for yet, but just pop it in my ask box and I'll see what I can do- please don't let this flop 💚

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

Noctis isn't really one for very open affection, around others the best he will do is holding hands or exchanging a few smiles here and there- but alone, he will happily sit with you and play games on your phones together, maybe even a few snuggles.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Noctis would be an amazing best friend, as long as you don't mind sarcastic remarks and sometimes having to deal with his slight temper tantrums. He will do anything to save your life, though. He'd take a bullet for you if needs be.

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

He isn't big on cuddles. Snuggles, and hugs, he's mostly okay with, but cuddles... he just doesn't know what fo do with himself if he finds himself in the situation.

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

He doesn't mind settling down for a while, but listen, there's a reason Ignis is the one one cooks. Noctis cannot cook at all. Last time he tried, he burned the food. And it was a soup.

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

He'd try to let you down slowly, he doesn't want to hurt your feelings, but he'd end up digging himself into a deeper hole. It'd probably sound something like this: "Listen, I... I think we should go our separate ways... It's not that I don't like you, or anything... it's just-"

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

He has no real opinion on it- but he'd happily get married to you if you asked. If it meant you could spend the rest of your lives together, how could he say no?

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

Usually, he's not the most gentle person, but he will try to be if he sees that you're upset or in pain. He will often use a softer tone of voice with you, and may touch your shoulder to comfort you.

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

Like I said- he doesn't mind hugs, so long as they are short, and not in front of everyone. He doesn't like hugging for too long bec as se he finds it awkward, but in a heartfelt moment, it doesn't kill him to embrace you from time to time.

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

It takes a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's just that he finds it awkward. He'll only say the L word in a heartfelt moment, or when if it's a very special occasion.

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Now, Noctis isn't really one to get jealous, heck, he might even find himself catching feelings for a few others while he's with you, but he always remains loyal to you and expects you to do the same.

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

His kisses are usually short, and simple. He likes to kiss you in the most romantic places, you lips, your cheeks, and forehead are his favorite. He likes to be kissed on the back of his hands, and loves to get lost in your eyes as you. He will happily accept whatever affection you have for him.

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

This man is amazing around children, but only the older ones. Probably about eight plus- he isn't the best with babies and todlers. To be honest, he couldn't know what to do with them.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

It will take him a while to actually get out of bed, but in the meantime he will put his arm around you and stare into your eyes for a bit, getting lost in them.

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

Nothing special. Usually he will stay up late and play board games or games on his phone while eating a delicious Ignis cooked meal.

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?

Really not a lot. Sometimes, when he's really upset, he'll vent to you, and only you. He doesn't like other people listening, and he knows he can trust you with his secrets.

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Though he's usually chilled out, Noct can be angered very easily. He will start yelling, and maybe even draw a weapon on what's making him angry. His movements will also become snappy, and he will be more prone to breaking things.

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

He remembers a lot about you. Your name, your age, your favourite things to do and eat, but he can't for the life of him remember anything truly personal about you. He does tend to remember a few things you vent to him about, though.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

When you two went to Altissa, and had a ride on the gondolas all around the city. You even had some of the world-famous ice cream with you, along with a moogle plushie. He will never forget your hair blowing in the breeze. That to him is his idea of a date.

S - Security (How protective are they?)

This man is very protective. He will not let anything harm you. He will try his very very best to do anything he can to protect you, and if harm ever came to you, he'd blame no-one but himself.

T - Try (How much effort do they put in?)

He does try, for the most part. If someone gives him a mission, he isn't one to back down. He will try his best to make you happy, and will spend all the gil in the world if you were happy because of it.

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

His posture. He stands with his back arched and his hips forward, which can be very bad for him in the long run. His father told him countless times to fix his posture, but he never got around to it.

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

He really doesn't care much how he looks. He might be a king, but his looks aren't a factor in how he rules, right?

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

Very much so. Nothing would feel the same if you dissapeared, and he wouldn't know what to do with himself, and he'd have to have some sense knocked into him by Gladio.

X - Xtra (Random HC)

He loves to impress you- be it with his unique fighting style, or with his amazing fishing skills. He also makes sure to catch the best fish he can, and he loves it when you cook his fish for him. He'll happily sit with you and enjoy the meal.

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

He hates people who try to hurt him, or his friends/partner. He also doesn't like vegetables, and if you try to make him eat his greens, likelihood is, he'll just warp away from you. Far away.

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

It usually takes him ages to get to sleep. Sometimes he'll be up all night fighting daemons, and getting gil. When he does sleep, it may only be for a few hours. He goes to sleep late, and wakes up early, and the others have to practically drag them out of the tent or bed.

YES.

So, I’ve had a little question on my mind for a while now.  I know quite a lot of people like the work and writings I do for canon characters, but would any of you be interested in seeing what I write for my ocs in the same fandoms? Be they x reader, or just general fics?  I already have a separate blog for such works, but would it be worth transferring what work I have done over to this blog? 

I would also just like to thank all of the people who have supported my work and this blog, it means a lot to me to see people so invested in what essentially started out to get my mind off of things. I appreciate every single one of you! 

When your discord server send you this:

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WHY IS GENDER SO

CONFUSING

I've been thinking a lot about my gender and I just DON'T GET IT- If there are like, any people that understand a lot of genders, please help me because I do not understand.

So, I consider myself as non-binary at the moment, but I don't think it's exactly right. So, I really wish I was born a guy. I want to be a drag queen, not a drag king. I also want to be a femboy, but I hate being gendered as female. I don't know if this makes sense at all, but it's the best way I can describe it. I was not born a male, but if I was, I would love to become a femboy.

Am I trans? Am I a trans demiboy? Or am I just a demiboy? Am I something else? I don't knowwww 😭😭

Good soldiers...

Never die.

The wink.

THE WINK.

I mean...

I like all of them- Like, Anakin is delicious, and Vader can choke the heck outta me-

Just me?

Okay.

Anakin Skywalker and Darth Vader are not two different people.

Kylo Ren and Ben Solo are not two separate people.

Sometimes your fav is just a bitch, who kills younglings, and needs to be held accountable for that.

He said sit.

What I wouldn't give to have him push me like that.

Okay but the Xtra one-

Why is that accurate?

Karl Heisenberg // SFW alphabet

Request: So there was no actual request, I just knew this would cheer up my closest friend. 

Dedicated to: @rey-is-not-a-skywalker

Summary: A sfw A-Z for Karl Heisenberg, from Resident Evil Village!

Warnings: Explicit language

Notes: Please, have some Soft!Heisenberg, bor. It’s one of the many, many things you deserve.  To those who have requested oneshots- I am working on them, please be patient! My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!

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

He’s never affectionate publicly. Behind closed doors, though- well maybe he’s not your stereotypical lovey-dovey type, but hey-ho, he shows it in his own little way. A few hugs, but mostly through making you things. Music boxes, little figures and robots that wind up, you name it, he’ll try and make it. 

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He’s not a friendly man, typically. He’s cold, and driven only by his motives. It takes a long time for him to warm up to you, but when he eventually does he is always by your side, whenever you should need him. Be it for violence, or for an ear to pour your thoughts into- even though half the time you swear he’s not listening completely. 

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

Heisenberg likes warm cuddles above all others. The kind where he can pull you close and hold you there for a while- he likes feeling you against his chest. It’s comforting to him, after years of no affection and a torturous living experience. 

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The Widowmaker one.

Yes.

I agree.

How about talon girls with a s/o who got wounded badly to the point where they almost die. How would they react?

Sombra:

She’s panicked she’s done everything right to protect them hasn’t she? No no this isn’t real. How could something have gone wrong? Who hurt them how did they get past them how does she not know? They’re dead, no no they’re almost dead. If she’s fast enough to get to them she can do something. Save them.

Widowmaker:

Widow is petrified. Not again, she will not loose someone she loves again. It might be worse that she isn’t the one behind the trigger. She can’t think can’t understand what’s happening. It’s as if everything has stopped. Even the slow thrum of her heart is ringing in her ears from the stillness she feels. This can’t be real.

Moira:

Moira is pissed, ready to kill to ruin lives. To leave a war path behind her. How dare someone lay a hand on them. They’re the best thing she has and someone is foolish enough to hurt them like this. She will not stand for that. Whoever hurt them is waiting for a slow and painful death under he scalpel.

YOU UNDERSTAND

THOU ART TALENT

THOU ART GRACE

THOU IS MY BRINNAH!

Fresh Meat // Ashe x reader

Request:It’s my turn now, hehehe.First off, must say that your last two SFW alphabets are so bloody amazing, like WOW- You truly are an amazing writer, whether you deny it or not.Anyway, I wanted to request another one. Could you possibly make an Ashe x Reader? I was thinking that they are both in the Deadlock Gang, and the reader is a new recruit or something.Once again- thou art truly amazing! 😚❤

Requested by: @rey-is-not-a-skywalker​  (Hi bor!) 

Summary: Ashe and the reader have a conversation, regarding a few things they find odd about being new to the Deadlock gang.

Warnings: N/A

Words: 1.1K

Notes: I knew you’d be requesting something soon lmao. I did a little more research into the Deadlock gang, so hopefully I get this right!  Soft!Ashe. Slightly strange ending?  My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!

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The Deadlock gang had recently welcomed a new recruit to their ranks, after a rather long period of seeing nothing in terms of fresh meat. You had to admit, Deadlock wasn’t quite what you had expected. Of course, you saw full well that the fearsome reputation they had in the Grange didn’t come from thin air or someone’s wild imagination, but they were a more tightly knit group than you would have expected when you looked at them with outsider’s eyes. What an outsider or stranger would have seen was.. Chaos. A bunch of criminals and those hated by their society, hardly acting in sync and only for their own gain and nothing beyond that. 

You see, when Elizabeth Caldonia “Calamity” Ashe- a wealthy, Southern socialite well known for lashing out- pulled together the band of misfits and criminals from the surrounding areas, what she was really pulling together was a family. One to make up for the one she had lacked in her younger years. These whom were cast out found happy refuge and sanctuary when they devoted themselves to her cause. A simple vow, in truth, merely to help with each score, take a share of the spoils, and expand the territory of the Deadlock Gang. It appealed to the many who had been done wrong by the world, cast aside by society and their moral high-horse.

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Courtesy of the Deadlock Gang.

It's hiiiigh noon

Draw!