♡ Ria . she/her . queer. lvl 3x ♡
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valko has a habit of nuzzling you whenever he can ♡
he just cannot help himself, the moment you’re within reach, he’s leaning in.
he’ll rest his forehead on your shoulder for a second before rubbing his nose against you with the tiniest sigh, like he’s exactly where he wants to be.
“valko..?”
he only hums in response, nose now buried against the side of your neck, taking a deep breath in.
“…are you listening?” you try again.
he nuzzles you again, with a little more energy, smiling when you laugh and try to push his face away.
“ughh.. stop it!” you playfully whine.
but you lying in bed is always his favorite.
he’ll curl his arms around you, hiding his face against your hair or the crook of your neck, breathing you in like it’s the most comforting thing in the world.
his wolf ears relax the instant he settles against you, giving a content flick as you absentmindedly scratch behind one.
“…mm.” it’s barely a sound— more of a pleased rumble from him.
you smile, continuing to rub slow circles behind his ear.
behind him, his tail gives a slow, lazy swish across the bed.
“aww! your tail is wagging, you’re like a real puppy!” you say in complete awe.
the fluffy thing gives another thump against the mattress.
“…traitor,” he almost growls, but he isn’t talking to you— he’s talking to his tail.
his ears pin back with embarrassment while the traitorous thing keeps swaying behind him anyway, picking up speed the more you laugh.
“i can’t control it..” he huffs. “stop looking at it.”
he lets out the smallest groan before hiding his face even deeper against your neck.
a little silence passes, and after a bit he mumbles something into your skin.
“what was that?” you ask.
“…makes me feel better.” his ears lower slightly with embarrassment once again. “when you smell like me.”
you reach up to smooth a hand over one fluffy ear, smiling when it flicks happily beneath your fingers.
“then i guess i don’t mind.”
his tail, which had finally calmed down, immediately starts wagging again— faster this time, sweeping happily back and forth against the blankets.
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He is scared to even look at you, he already knows what the look on your face might be. He feels pinned in place under your scrutinizing gaze, your arms folded over your chest.
He's oh so, so fucked.
"You're mad," Valko groans, tail curling nervously behind him. His ears flatten against his head, betraying the guilt he's trying so poorly to mask. "Like... really mad. I can feel it."
You say nothing, your arms still crossed as you stare him down. His usual cocky grin wavers before disappearing altogether. For all his bluster and boldness, catching you in a bad mood leaves him pinned and fidgeting like a naughty pup caught raiding the pantry.
"Okay, okay, look—don't kill me!" He throws his hands up in surrender, stepping back like you might launch yourself at him. "I—uh—may have eaten your chocolate. But!" He flashes an uneasy grin, sharp canines peeking through. "To be fair, it was just sitting there, unguarded—what was I supposed to do? Not eat it?"
Your eyes narrow sharply, and Valko's confidence completely dissolves. His golden eyes dart frantically around the room like he's looking for an escape route, but there's none. He's trapped. Cornered.
So, naturally, his survival instincts kick in.
"Baby, I'm sorry! I'll—I'll make it up to you!" His booming voice shakes into a laughably desperate tone as he drops to his knees in front of you. "You know how I get with chocolate. You can't just leave it within sniffing range and expect me to resist—it's cruel! It's entrapment! I'm a victim here!"
"You're an idiot," you deadpan, not budging an inch. The way his tail droops, it almost looks pathetic. Each time his ears pull back in contrition, it becomes just a little harder to keep your composure.
"I'm your idiot, though!" he counters quickly, eyes gleaming with hope as he wines his way closer, shamelessly crawling to you like the overgrown puppy he is. "You love me anyway, right? Right? You'd never stay mad at me for long, yeah? I'm your big, cuddly, dumb boyfriend—please forgive me this one time?"
His tone is so absurdly whiny that you have to bite down on the inside of your cheek to keep the grin from breaking through. But when his head practically rests on your knee, golden eyes gazing up at you like the world's most disobedient—but unfairly adorable—wolf, you know you've already lost.
"Get up, Valko," you say firmly, trying to cling to some semblance of authority.
"I can't," he moans, planting his feet like dead weight to keep himself on the floor. "I may never recover. The guilt—oh, the guilt is killing me! Punish me if you must, baby, but please… please don't say you're mad."
He grips your hands in his, the heat radiating from his palms more comforting than you want to admit.
"I… am… extremely mad," you finally reply, though the wobble in your tone betrays you.
The wolfish grin that spreads across his face tells you he already knows you're cracking. He's one step closer to forgiveness, he just needs to whine and grovel just a little longer.
"Well, then," he says, voice dropping to a lower, self-assured rumble as he moves to rest his chin on top of your hand. His ears twitch slightly, as if he can sense the victory coming.
"As your ever-loyal boyfriend-slash-chocolate thief," he continues, all charm and no shame, "I'll dedicate my entire life to making it up to you. That's right, I'll become your personal servant. Wash your dishes, rub your sore shoulders…" He leans closer, his fangs flashing in a smug grin. "…Steal you better chocolate from the next bounty station we hit—what do you think?"
"Valko," you warn, throwing him a look that's only a little threatening because his tail wagging is far too distracting.
"Yes, princess?" he purrs.
"…You already owe me chocolate. Start there."
"Done!" he says immediately, tail thumping happily against the floor. "But you'll have to come with me for that bounty so I don't mess up. Your taste in sweets is so much fancier than mine, and I could never risk disappointing you again."
You roll your eyes, finally giving in with a tired chuckle. "One bar of my favorite chocolate. That's all I need from you right now, Val. And don't touch it this time.
"Deal," Valko flashes you one of his lazy, lopsided grins that’s equal parts smug and charming. His ears flick upright as he presses a kiss to your knuckles, a little too over the top to be anything but teasing, before he jumps to his feet, already halfway to the door.
"Don't move! I'm fixing this!" he calls over his shoulder, his tail swishing like an overexcited dog.
You sigh, shaking your head as the door slides open, grinning despite yourself as his tail swishes happily behind him. "You're not fixing anything, you're just bribing me 'cause you know I won't talk to you for the rest of the night if you don't."
"Same thing, princess!" he shoots back before disappearing down the hall.
You are still vaguely irritated, but watching him wag like an idiot because he successfully got you to smile…well, it’s hard to stay mad at someone whose love for you is as wild as his unbound will.
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I know my account is pretty quiet and I don't post much outside of commenting (life happens). Despite this I'm a VIP harem player who is very much active in the game as well as offline events here in Japan.
This January I made it into the 2.0 Anniversary Event and was lucky enough to land an interaction with Caleb. Truly one of the best days in my life as a gamer and fan! But now I'm EXTRA sad. If things had gone differently I'd have known by today if I got to meet our precious wolf boy in person or not.
My heart hurts for the official cosplayers both here in Asia and at Anime Expo who didn't get their moment to shine and see the massive amount of support for them for themselves.
He’s “just stretching” when he reaches over and pulls you into his lap while you’re trying to fold laundry. He’s “just making sure you’re warm” when he wraps his big arms around you and tucks you against his chest. He’s “just checking” when he leans down to nuzzle the top of your head for the fifth time in ten minutes.
You’re not even mad. How could you be?
Especially when his tail is wagging so hard behind him it’s practically creating a breeze, and his ears keep twitching happily every time you relax into him.
“You’re clingy today,” you tease, tilting your head back to look up at him.
“Am not,” he mumbles, but the way he immediately tightens his hold around your waist says otherwise. He buries his face in your neck, breathing you in like he needs it to survive. “Just like having you close. That’s all.”
You giggle and reach up to scratch behind one of his ears. The second you do, a low, happy rumble vibrates in his chest and his tail starts thumping even faster against the couch.
“Uh huh. Sure, big guy.”
He pretends to huff but ends up pressing a bunch of soft kisses along your shoulder instead, tail still going crazy. You’re both smiling like idiots.
Eventually he pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes soft and warm.
“…Can we stay like this a little longer?” he asks, suddenly shy.
You melt instantly, cupping his face and pulling him down for a proper kiss.
“Of course, baby. As long as you want.”
Valko’s tail does a full happy spin behind him as he tucks you closer again, perfectly content being your personal radiator.
I have always enjoyed creating content because i genuinely love the game and the lovely community. My goal has always been to share that passion through art that brings excitement and enjoyment to fellow players.
I was deeply disappointed by the recent announcement. Many players were eagerly looking forward to valko, and the sudden decision has left a large part of the community feeling disheartened. Seeing so many passionate players affected by this has also been difficult for me as a creator, I sincerely hope it gets resolved soon. I truly want to continue creating content that brings positivity.
You knew something was off the second Valko came home.
He was quieter than usual. Ears slightly drooped, tail hanging low instead of its usual happy swish. He tried to play it off with a small smile and a “hey sweetheart,” but you weren’t having it.
“Come here, baby.”
You open your arms and he practically melts into you. The big, strong man who usually carries you everywhere lets you guide him to the couch and pull him down so his head rests in your lap. He’s so tall his legs hang off the end, but he curls up as best he can, face buried against your stomach like he wants to disappear into you.
“Rough day?” you ask softly, threading your fingers through his hair, gently scratching behind his ears the way he loves.
He nods, a little huff leaving him. “Yeah… things aren’t going very well...”
Your heart aches. Your big wolf boyfriend looks so sad and small like this.
You lean down and pepper kisses all over his face: forehead, cheeks, the tip of his nose, his ears. He lets out a soft, surprised little sound, tail starting to wag weakly against the couch. You keep going, murmuring sweet things between each kiss.
“My good boy… my strong, sweet baby… you did your best and I’m so proud of you.”
You play with his hair, massage his scalp, and when he turns to hide his face in your shirt you just hold him tighter. You order his favorite food, bring him the big blanket he likes, and let him stay curled up in your lap for as long as he wants.
At one point he mumbles, voice muffled, “I’m supposed to be taking care of you…”
You shush him gently and scratch under his chin until his tail wags properly. “Not today. Today you’re my baby and I’m spoiling you. Deal with it.”
Valko lets out a soft, contented rumble, eyes half closed as he nuzzles closer. His tail wraps around your waist the best it can and he finally relaxes, safe and loved in your arms.
You keep petting him, whispering how much you love him, how he’s your favorite person in the whole world, until that sad look in his eyes melts away completely.
You’re sure you’ll love him forever, he’s sure too.
valko being so oblivious (maybe purposefully so) about the controversy him being gay would cause, that he's not afraid at all to be seen in public and at events matching clothes and holding hands with m!reader! when press approaches him for a comment about the speculation, he just flashes them a sharp toothed grin and says "yeah! that's my boyfriend." like it's no big deal.
he'd just be so happy to be able to show you off as his that any fear of controversy or backlash completely leaves his brain. he seems almost giddy when people ask about you, completely ignorant of their tone as he tells them how happy you make him. he'd go to gay bars with you and attend pride parades with the bi flag painted on his cheeks and the biggest smile on his face as he waves around a pride flag.
of course if someone openly doubted your relationship, he wouldn't have any problem decking them in the face for it. but he wouldn't let it ruin your date together, and quickly switches his focus to cheering you up, taking you somewhere with good pastries or your favorite drink just to see a smile back on your face again. :))
REMINDER: There are STILL. So so so so many rumors flying around, both positive and negative.
Try your hardest to not buy into ANYTHING until it's official or there's a reliable source that you can trace with a link (not screenshots).
Don't get your hopes up and set yourself up for disappointment. Don't depress yourself over something that might not be true.
Just hold the line, keep signing, keep emailing, keep tweeting/commenting/etc. and try to breathe.💕
(AND TAKE BREAKS. I finally got my ass up to go make coffee. LOL)
hope we keep this in mind cause theres a whole lotta misinformation and fearmongering at the moment. keep boycotting
