I may know what I'm doing lol

Made this account on 12/4/20 to join the cool kid authors and feed the monster fuckers, cheers 🎉 I mainly like writing for Destiny 1/2, Transformers (Prime/MTMTE), The Dark Crystal: Age of Resistance, Harry Potter, and various anime such as DBZ and BNHA. Don't be afraid to ask me if I know a certain show, maybe you'll be surprised!

[ignisnocturnalia]

TERRIBLY SORRY FOR DYING SUDDENLY 💀

I WILL BE TRYING TO ROLL OUT SOME HCS SOON,, THOUGH ATM I AM BOTH BUSY WITH PERSONAL PROJECTS WITH FRIENDS THAT YOU CAN VIEW ON MY AO3 ACCOUNT AND SCHOOL

Idk WHERE I was getting the energy to double post on the weekly, but I LIED! 💀😭

I swear to y'all I'll be cooking soon 💔

[ignisnocturnalia]

Ushdhsjdhei those Nokris hcs had me SWEATING they were so good! I’m not sure if you’re taking requests currently, but if you are, could we have some for Oryx please? At any rate, I hope you have a lovely day! 🥰

Oryx was on my personal list next, so this request lines up PERFECTLY 😏 I hope you've been having good days as well, my friend 😎

Oryx x Reader

Relationship

As the Taken King, congratulations, you are now the Taken Queen and most likely an ✨outlaw✨ to the city

Things might get a little dicey, since before you came along he viewed “loving” as killing the object of his affections repeatedly… (I have the anthologies, bro has killed his siblings like 3 times not even halfway through the book while gushing about how much he cares about them)

Takes you to the different planets he’s conquered, detailing their indiginous species before he had them annihilated whenever you ask about them (including war moons)

Tries to help you create your own throne world, and if you can’t or don’t want to, he shares his with you

Just the same as him, Hive kneel to you, and though unnecessary you receive a part of the upward stream of power acquired through their Sword Logic per Oryx’s command

Even though you might not understand the culture very well, your words will still carry hefty weight; be mindful of what you say, it could literally get a solar system erased

It’s highly unlikely, but on the rare occasion that you’d have a run in with one of his siblings he’s ready to challenge their doubts about you being his mate

Since you don’t use the power given to you and Oryx doesn’t restrict what you use it on, the fastest way for you to befriend his soldiers is by dangling favors just within reach; the Thralls act like cats to you in the absence of the King, and Wizards flock to you so you can see their accomplishments and be impressed by their work enough to give them a boost in their hierarchical climb

Oryx has, in fact, made a throne beside his for you and frequently invites you to help him study the Darkness; he thinks your cluelessness of the universe is cute, but he is determined to get you to understand what he means when he speaks of “The Final Shape”

You have your own fleet, no questions asked. If you’re going to be his Queen, he wants you to grow your influence across space so your name becomes known and feared as equally as his is

NSFW 👁👄👁

I have a supreme feeling, that as the “King of Shapes”, Oryx can totally shift between a female morph and a male morph especially since he used to be female

Pays close attention to what makes you squirm, can and will make you come through touching alone

Prefers being dominant, but will give you opportunities to feel like you’re in control

Don’t care how tall you are, size difference will exist and he digs it in the sack, bonus if he can see his outline on the skin of your stomach

His wings twitch and shudder a lot, and they’re quite sensitive to light touches, so if you can reach them  d o  i t 

He is very rough, prepare to lose your legs for ~1 week. If he’s feeling generous for whatever reason he will be a little more gentle, but it’s almost unnoticeable

Likes it when you try to scratch his chitin, and will be very vocal if you can actually cause any amount of damage

He is a big fan of overstimulation, as well as teasing, so you’re either going to be over the moon and unable to speak or begging for him to do something

A human’s flexibility has him totally enraptured, and every chance he gets he will put you into the most questionable, and sometimes uncomfortable, positions just to see the way your body will bend

You merked basically all of his children and annihilated quite a few of his high ranking soldiers; if that isn’t a testament to your strength and worthiness, what is? He thinks it’s extremely arousing, and biology be damned he will figure out a way to breed you so he can have his strongest heirs yet

Fluff

You both make certain auras with your powers, so if you’re ever at different places on his Dreadnaught you send waves of Light and Dark to each other; normal Hive are jarred by the Light you send out until they realize it’s just you and not a massive assault from Earth’s Guardians

When you two sit together, he makes a point of allowing you to rest your hand on top of his or interlock your fingers

Oryx leans over a lot whenever you want to give him a smooch, like damn,  you wanna give him back problems you tiny ass person?

While he definitely isn’t going to understand and will think it’s childish, he does let you decorate his horns occasionally (flowers, precious metals, etc)

Once you get used to it, he has you go with him to check on planets being conquered. Nothing boosts incentive better than having your King and Queen watching your progress! Even if the work is insufficient for his tastes, you can usually dampen punishments; some Hive regard it as human softness, but countless others will grovel at your feet in gratefulness later

You two spend freetime with sword dueling- if you don’t know how to properly fight, he’s more than eager to teach you

He postpones his invasions in the Sol system in regards to your feelings on the subject, but he always has an excuse ready to go; however, give him an inch and he will go a mile. If he’s under the impression that you don’t care enough or prioritize him over your race, he will push his work full force

While he prefers not to, he’ll basically never let you sleep or nap with him; he doesn’t need or want sleep in the same way that you do, so he thinks it’s a waste of time, and he only likes it because of your warmth

Should you try to dip into Hive magic, he will watch your growth with tremendous pride and help where he can, even sending in Wizards with similar talents to help cultivate your skills

Enjoys holding your shoulders and pressing your body close to his in more private moments because it makes him feel big even though you could totally cripple him in a 1v1

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Regarding requests:

I'm gonna use a slot system for requests, only 5 for now and when I get a request I will update this post so you guys have a rough idea of what's getting written next! Your requests can be as simple or complex as you'd like, and make sure to specify between HC and scenario, and if you do request a scenario please tell me what you want it to be about. I will do NSFW if you ask!

(4/5) slots have been filled.

1. Oryx x Reader HCs ✔

2. Spinner x Villain! Reader HCs

3. Lord Saladin x Reader HCs

4. Atraks-1 x Reader HCs

[ignisnocturnalia]

hi I liked the HCs that you wrote and was wondering if you could do Drifter X Reader relationship HCs?

No exposition for this one because I was lowkey LOST on where to start with this lmao. I also disappeared because the 7th was my birthday and I'm not doing anything but being a dumbass with my friends on my birthday. Lastly, I usually only write in my classes since I do my work at home but I've been buckling down on this one since I promised them a while back

Drifter x Reader HCs

Relationship

Obviously, you meet through Gambit

Sometimes you’ll be an announcer during his games by stealing his comm line and the Guardians in the arena will hear the immense struggle over who gets to be the commentator for the match

On the down time, he’ll teach you how to play card games other than the ones you already know; he refuses to play poker against you if you’re the house. He’s seen enough games to know you count cards

PDA is absolutely off the table because he has a persona to upkeep, but in reality he’s afraid some “old friends” are going to try and pay you a visit if they realize you mean something to him

If you’re a Stasis user, he’ll ask you to run all kinds of experiments for him and there are a few moments when he gets caught up in the ice and you tease him for getting too close

Since he isn’t too welcome in the City, both of you spend your alone time in the Derelict. He wants to expand the space to make room for you, but that’s a bit difficult considering the state of the ship

Both of you talk about messages you get from the Emissary, and even though both of you pour your heart and soul into deciphering it, you always fall short and unwind with a drink afterward

By sheer coincidence, you confirmed that he was actually an excellent cook. You offhandedly asked him about his Hive guts to burn a fire comment from an earlier Gambit game and you’d be damned to admit that the meal he made for both of you that night could make all the disasters outside disappear

Calls you sweetheart instead of sister/brother, and you get some VERY concerned and/or questioning looks from other Guardians

You guys can laugh about anything, LITERALLY anything, but if you have any concerns you share them with each other; if he’s letting you be in a relationship with him, trust is plentiful although he still obscures his end goal because he doesn’t want to scare you off

If you don’t already have a knack for it, Drifter and you like to build trinkets. Deadly ones, of course! Helping him update his mote bank (lots of Taken floods smh) and add new Gambit weapons to his repertoire all make for interesting and productive dates as well as stories to poke fun at each other later 

NSFW 👁👄👁

Faithful switch leaning towards dom; he likes to pleasure you before himself but isn’t afraid of switching up the roles, he even encourages it sometimes to “spice up” the bedroom

He controls himself very well and his recurring bouts of stress blot out his sexual urges, so 9 times out of 10 you’ll be the one initiating the activity and he’s more than happy to provide

When you do get into it, he makes good use of limited space; it’s common to find yourself bent over a rail guard somewhere in the Derelict during the act and even more common to have your body pressed into his work desk if you make a move while he’s doing something

He KNOWS how to use his hands, the dexterity is real when he’s petting and pinching your sensitive spots

When you do switch positions, he likes it a lot when you scratch or bite him and just grabbing in general

Edging, both ways, to you when he wants to watch you squirm and/or beg, and to him when you haven’t reached your climax

Unsurprisingly godly amount of stamina for a human, he’ll only ever go to extra rounds if you feel up for it; 2 is the minimum if you’re just a horndog, 3 if he’s feeling generous, and 4 if you’ve been down real bad lately

He’s into dirty talk and praise, and he’s definitely better at delivering it than receiving it

Kisses everywhere, and especially around your neck and shoulders; he might get carried away and leave a hickey but he thinks it’s much cuter if you get flustered by it the following day

If he legitimately has something to do that can’t wait but you also need him, he’ll do one of two things: pull off a quickie, or if he’s confident enough in his abilities, have you ride him while he works

Fluff

Since his bed is so dang small, you always spoon or hug each other like koalas when you sleep

Want him to sleep faster? EASY. Just pet his head and run your fingers over his scalp and boom, you got a sleeping Drifter 

You don’t know where he gets them from, and you don’t want to ruin it by asking, but he brings you assorted chocolates after coming back from “business” (probably Spider, but you won’t hold him to it)

Hugs when you two are alone are pretty frequent and most times you just hold each other for a long time

He usually avoids unnecessary new activities unless you really want him to try it; this includes foods, places, and the like, but he’s willing to do a lot to see you happy

You both like to poke fun at the Vanguard and leave “presents” (confetti bombs and other benign pranks) and when Zavala questions you about it you shrug it off. Your Ghost records it and you laugh at the Titan’s face with Drifter later on

If you like music and sing or hum, he will appear out of nowhere and start singing (poorly) with you if he knows what the song is

You guys hold mock therapy sessions for each other by laying your head in the others lap and belting out what's bothering you; sometimes it leads to a solid resolution, but most of the time you both figure out what you need to do because your partner is spouting nonsense

Per your request, there is a day reserved for movie nights with each other. You have an excuse to try making new food and learning his secrets while enjoying Golden Age movies with him under a massive fleece blanket Eva gave you many Dawnings back

When you get a cool new shader you like to have fake fashion shows and strut around like a peacock; he thinks you look ridiculous doing it but it always gets a laugh out of him and when you ask him what he thinks he will always say he loves it (not helpful if you’re looking for an unbiased opinion)

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Hehehe I lied, but it is here now! Had a crisis about being done with my Band director's bull and wanting a grade on something really bad, did the former and decided to simply disintegrate once Friday hit. Drifter HCs will follow this, also may I say Caiatl. That is all.

Nokris x Reader

“You are a child reaching for a flame; the Taken Queen would not have you burnt.”

You were on point during the Strange Terrain strike, but you had never thought you would run into Nokris again. Granted, you realized, his death was on the physical plain while his Throne World still stood. Considering he never directly addressed you, you assumed that he either didn’t remember you or he chose not to, as oddly disappointing as that would be. The timbre of his voice unsettled you, but it was not as wracking as Xol’s; in fact, it was rather pleasing to hear.

The proposition itself was unexpected, and against Eris’s previous warnings you stopped to listen to what the Hive heretic had to say. Trekking quietly along the broken path of the distorted realm, you stopped occasionally to stare at blights littered over walls and floating in the air to see if you could catch a glimpse of the desecrated prince. The telltale sign of Taken emerging from their portals filled the air, and you genuinely prayed that you’re next decision was a wise one. 

Your ghost was probably screaming on the inside as you placed your guns to the floor, bringing your hands into the air while staring into the gleaming eye of a Knight. Grabbing your arm roughly, it tugged you through a massive doorway leading to a room that was strikingly similar to the Court of Oryx back at the Dreadnaught. The portal at the center of the room shimmered invitingly as the bony bastard himself came out; even in death, he appeared to be in his prime.

“I see you have heeded my advice; come, hope of the Light, see the Darkness.”

His claws are cold as he grasps at your shoulders despite the solar flame surging over his arms. Feeling bold, you let your own solar light extend past your body, lying comfortably across his neck with a warm glow. As a creature who worships the Darkness facing a servant of the Light, he reasonably withdraws with a hiss at your gesture

You won’t say it out loud because he obviously carries himself with extreme pride, but you can’t help but feel bad for him. How can one person be an exiled son, heretic, servant, and now puppet?

“I won’t serve Savathûn. But I think I wouldn't mind spending time with you.” Before he can question you, you are promptly pulled from the realm by Eris.

Cue Vanguard interrogation once you return to the Tower. The talk is so egregiously long you make a move that would make Cayde damn proud: “GuArDiAn, We’Re NoT yEt FiNiShEd WiTh ThIs DiScUsSiOn!” Hopefully your shining reputation will save you from any dire repercussions...

Tracing your steps back to where you first met, you look around suspiciously following the lack of noise inside the Hive breeding grounds. You had cut your comm ages ago, the constant ping of Commander Zavala’s hailing grating your ears. The ground beneath your feet crunched wetly with every step, and distantly you heard the first Hive screech. Turning in a guess to the source of the sound, you set off in a quick pace, gun in your hand.

Upon entering a new chamber, you froze in surprise as you saw Nokris lifting a Knight by the throat. Taken magic pooled in his palm and raced over the armor of the smaller Hive, the bone turning black and a bright white glow shimmering across its legs. Still gripping the soldier, Nokris slowly angled his head to look down at you.

“Little. Light.” Dropping the Knight with no grace, his imposing form closed in on you with haste. Before you could take a step back, his claws came up to close around your jaw and upper neck. The rough of his talons dug into your armor, and for a moment you worried he would pop off your helmet and let your blood boil throughout your body in the harsh atmosphere. Instead, he pulled you closer to his face and brought up his free hand to grasp your forearm.

Nokris easily dwarfed you; even if you stood on your own shoulders you wouldn’t be taller than him. Passively, your thighs rubbed against each other at the realization. A detail he decided he would catch. Teasing mirth danced in his three eyes, hidden malice swimming just behind small organs. Internally, you were probably going to pop your helmet off yourself if you got kink shamed by a Hive prince of all things. 

You squeaked quietly in surprise as he lifted you off the ground, the hand on your lower face readjusting to your hip. His hand, quite literally, engulfed your midsection as he brought you closer to him for inspection. This close, you could see every imperfection on his face. Second hand leaving your arm, you shivered as the prince ran a digit up the side of your leg and continued his way up, stopping thoughtfully at the junction of your jaw.

Staring into the glowing green embers of his eyes, there was no mistaking the murderous glint in them. At the same time, curiosity had made its home among his more dangerous faculties.

"You found me once, you came to me twice. Find me again, at the other side in the field of ash under the dark tower.” Letting you to the floor, Nokris turned his back and departed to Traveler knows where through the portal with the long forgotten Knight. Sinking to your knees in stunned silence, you looked down as a nearly imperceptible squeal broke the quiet. In front of you, was a Hive worm.

“No.” Before you could even speak, your Ghost gave its earful. 

“I can’t not take it! I probably need it to find him. Either way, I told you one of these worms would be coming home eventually, look at its wittle face.” Your Ghost made gagging noises as you fawned over the wriggling creature you held between your hands. Tucking the three eyed larva under your arm, you set out to find the way back out.

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The next week felt like hell. The worm continued to get bigger with every mission you went on and keeping it a secret from the Vanguard was close to impossible. You had been wracking your brain for the answer to his riddle, and to be completely honest, it made you feel inadequate that you couldn’t figure it out. You knew the other side meant the Ascendant Realm, but what was the dark tower? Where was the field of ash? You had initially thought it was at Skywatch, what with the Hive ship jutting out of the ground and the small pile of chitin inside the cave not too far away, but there wasn’t enough ash for it to be a field, nor was it under the ship point.

It wasn’t until a light snow dusted the Tower one evening that it all clicked. He didn’t mean ash ash. He meant snow! 

In a rush to the hangar, you waved a hasty goodbye to Holliday and transmatted into your ship, pulling out a layer of blankets to reveal your now cat sized worm. The grub squeed and reached its head up to your palm, crawling sluggishly into your hands. Holding the worm to your chest, you settled down in the pilot ship and gave your Ghost to plot a course. There was only one place on Earth constantly coated in snow with a structure that could be considered a dark tower.

“Ghost, set course for the Plaguelands. He’s at the Doomed Sea.”

You hadn’t been to the ravaged lands since the Siva Crisis; the whole territory gave you heebie jeebies. And yet, you were returning because one of humanity’s imminent threats wanted a chat that, realistically, ended with your head rolling on the floor.

The closer you got to your destination, the more restless the worm in your arms got. In fact, you could swear it was whispering something. Your skin crawled for a moment as you felt the phantom brush of his claw up your leg.

The moment your feet touched the ground, the world around you stuttered as the colors faded into grayscale, giving way to the Ascendant landscape. Below you, there was no mistaking the keen whispers of the worm. Its words were encouraging in a macabre way, praise and blatant lies; speaking of how well you fed it, talents being wasted on a god that heeds you not, urging you towards the ominous building looming over the shoreline.

Dust swept across at a rapid pace, as usual, in the warped realm. Coming up to the alcove, you saw him with his back turned to you. In a smooth turn, he faced you at last. Beautiful, blazing emeralds.

Relationship HCs

His idea of a relationship has wildly different parameters than any normal human would put up with

No matter where you are, or what you're doing, you can feel him at the back of your mind like a fog; it's a bit disconcerting to hear him talk in your head at first, but it becomes normal and he's actually quite helpful when you're out on missions

He expects you to help him study thanatonautics since you can die and be brought back within moments, but that's up to if you have enough charisma to convince your Ghost to let your bone boyfriend crush your skull repeatedly to see what you can learn about death

The relationship feels more like a symbiotic one rather than a romantic one, but you occassionally catch him practicing human gestures you've seen couples perform in public if he's feeling particularly good on a day

You're probably the only person who listens to him talk about all of his schtick and is able to give viable feedback; he is more thankful than he will let on about this fact

He does not like it when you try blocking him off from your thoughts and will demand to know everything you've done in the day when you see him again. In his perspective, he thinks you're trying to leave him behind like everyone else has

Will not handhold, because his hand can literally fit around your torso and because he thinks it's weird. He will, however, carry you places if you're going the same direction

He also thinks kissing is weird, but will (surprisingly!) actually let you give him kisses on his teeth; the sensation of soft flesh on his cold bones is unusual, but something he finds utterly riveting. Not that he'd let you know

Also doesn't like the amount of straight barbarity you inflict on the battlefield, but can appreciate your efficiency with your job; this is him silently worrying about your safety but refusing to acknowledge his crush on the flame throwing ape

His communication regarding affection is terrible, and if you couldn't tell shame on you. His favorite thing about you, that you will never hear from him or anyone else, is your face. He likes the way it changes into different expressions, the life in your eyes, and your lips because Hive physically cannot emote as expressively as humans do; you are an open book he has yet to read, adding new pages everyday

Nsfw 👁👄👁

First off, however you get the size difference to work, congratulations. His height over you is something he enjoys immensely when you two get into it, and it goes without saying he also likes how you "hug" him

He will fuck anywhere, literally anywhere. The floor? Yes. Against the wall? Yes. Hope you're somewhat of an exhibitionist, because he is not ashamed if any of his or Savathûn's troops walk in on you and will keep going

He bites a lot, and is not afraid to make you bleed because your Ghost can just patch you right up

Likewise, he will scratch you everywhere but he does stop to play with the softer spots

He is rough and fast, going after his own release rather than yours; however, he has high stamina so chances are you'll be overstimulated before he finishes

Absolutely a dom, he will not meet in the middle about anything of sexual nature

If you don't actively fight for your life during his build up, he will take that as the go ahead. He may be a Hive heretic, but he has standards

You don't really have the opportunity to find his sensitive spots as he usually restrains your arms, holding them above your head or pinning them down at your sides

He rarely makes actual noises, but he does hiss lowly whenever he makes particularly hard thrusts

He knows that copulation won't result in little Hive/Human hybrids running around with his blood in their veins, so 9 times out of 10 he will hilt himself and come inside you

Fluff

Uhhh, a w k w a r d

Anything that's fluffy is strictly delivered by you, and occasionally returned by Nokris since he doesn't get the point of such pleasantries

If you're fast enough, he will never get upset if you can sneak up on him for a smooch

Whatever he is doing, if you are available he much prefers having you by his side to have an extra set of eyes to help him observe (at least that's what he says)

Since his physical marks are healed quickly, he gifts you odds and ends from old planets his people have pillaged and little items you can wear on noticeable places

Hides it very well, but is extremely thrilled when you come to him when you want to do or learn something new

When you're particularly frustrated by something, he will comb his claws through your hair to his best abilities

Whenever you're with him, his demeanor is typically calmer; Savathûn's presence and influence over him is highly diminished in the face of your Light

The one thing he will willingly do with you that's remotely romantic is stargazing; not because of the romantic element, oh no, but because he wants to catalogue any changes and is very invested in teaching you about space faring

Has nicknames for you like Little Light or >Insert any game seal<

[shaz345]

PLEASE I LOVE HIM

[ignisnocturnalia]

*not my character

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[ignisnocturnalia]

I think I've figured out how I want to write these (Exposition/mini story, when relationship is established HCs actually start) based on a previous statement I made, also ANOTHER REQUEST! All headcanons are placed at the back of the story part. Let's get this ball rolling!

Crow x Reader

"Now, if he ever flies too far from the nest?" Spider leans forward, "Boom." Your stomach made a flip at the kingpin's explanation, and you've never been more uncomfortable to have your Ghost out in the open. Some part of your mind is saying 'Who cares? That's the man that killed Cayde', but another half is saying 'He has no idea. It isn't fair to judge him for something he can't remember'.

That meeting had happened an hour ago and you couldn't get his dumb gray face out of your head. He looked so.. sad. Regardless, having a Ghost rigged with explosives did not sit right with you at all. Spider wanted you to help him with his Wrathborn problem? Sure, alright. When all of this was over, you knew exactly what you wanted your payment to be.

One large change about the new light that you've found impossible to ignore is diminutive he is. His commentary after successful hunts and small chats after a lure upgrade is administered are curt. Even more surprising is his willingness to present mercy to the corrupted Fallen. He is nothing like Uldren.

Acknowledging this division between his past and present self is when you start to realize that you like working with him. A lot. Probably more than just work, but will you admit it? No. Besides, you tell yourself, he really doesn't look like he's searching for a relationship while figuring himself out.

Petra often asks why you've taken to visiting the Tangled Shore so frequently now, and everytime you scramble to spit out an answer, something stupid like "Spider has a good deal running right now". In some part, it's true, since when you're not hunting Wrathborn you're showing Crow how to do Guardian stuff and explaining Last City life to him. His calm and curious demeanor is extremely cute, and the velvet sound of his voice does not help.

When Spider has both of you run point on a mission you always look to the rafters of the building to try and see him or listen for his steps. He's annoyingly good at stealth. The only time you ever had to be stealthy was in the Gorgon's lair and the Pleasure Gardens. You wish you could speak to him unfiltered; if Spider ever discovered your crush he wouldn't let you hear or see the end of it.

As the months dragged on and you came closer to catching the High Celebrant, you caught yourself anxiously wondering what lie at the end of it all. What if Spider didn't let you take him? And if he did, would Crow stay with you or do his own thing? Greedy little thoughts ran through your head as you thought of all the times you shared together, both of you visibly happy in your eyes.

As much as you'd like to live a runaway life with him and hope he felt the same, you knew it was wrong. He'd get restless, and you'd start fighting. Whatever he chose to do, is what you would let him do. Osiris has taken notice of your feelings, and the knowing glances he gives when no one else is looking sets your face on fire, acting like he doesn't have a thing for Saint always writing those letters when he's on death's doorstep; dramatic is what you say.

Soon enough, all of your close friends can tell you like someone, but they simply can't figure out who. Ironically, the day you work up enough courage to ask him to be your partner is the same day he pins the location of the High Celebrant. The morning is tense, and just getting ready for the big fight is sending energy through your body. Crow, on the other hand, seems much more grim. It makes sense, really; you're the one who's been slaying gods over the years.

You're guard is quickly brought up when Spider summons you for a talk in the main room. You listen to his next words with a fierce intensity.

"Do not let him so close, or spoil him with pretty dreams. Kill the High Celebrant. Break Xivu Arath's hold over my Shore, and you can claim any prise in my lair as your reward. You'll have earned it."

Hiding a smile, you nod and make your way to disembark on your mission; looks like you won't have to ask.

The Dreaming City was as mystical as ever, and you vaguely wondered if Petra had seen you come in. Making quick work of the scarce Hive, you found yourself in Harbinger's Seclude. The massive Cryptolith was impossible to miss, and a full body shiver racked you as you approached it. This was it.

Stabbing the lure into the roots, Crow's voice filled your comm channel.

"Ha! Tagged it! It's bleeding energy and on its way back to you." Your heart jumped at his excited tone. Nobody had any business being that cute. The trademark screech of a Hive portal drowned out all noise, and your next big fight ensued.

The next period of time was spent chasing the Celebrant through realms, until, that is, it sealed the last portal. Osiris had given weak condolences, but you weren't going to give up on Crow. Not today! The blight high above you twinkled teasingly as frustrated tears swam over your eyes as you attempted scrambling up the large Awoken statue, just barely missing the hand and falling back to the ground uselessly.

The silence was becoming overwhelming, deafening, even. Osiris continued to tell you to return to fight another day, but he was too important for you to just leave behind.

"Maybe there's enough Hive magic left in the lure to find another way through!" For once, your Ghost didn't parrot the obvious; you almost wanted to kiss him. Turning around with a new fire, you thrusted your lure into the crystalline floor over the last trace of the High Celebrant's blood. Sure enough, platforms much like those of the Dreadnaught revealed themselves over the edge of the bridge.

You wasted no time, racing over every gap and closing in on the blight. Palpitations overtook your heart when Crow's voice returned to the feed, spewing some kind of death message. Death wouldn't take him. Especially not if you had anything to say about it.

Jumping through the portal, you recognize the bitter feelings of anguish. This is exactly how you felt when Sundance's light washed over the Prison of Elders. Not again.

By the time you see the High Celebrant, all you're seeing is red. Faintly, you remember how Drifter said the Hive in the system were scared of you; good. They should be.

Bullets fly and the ether sings with each corrupted Fallen whose head flies by your gun. If you weren't so pressed for time, you would've strangled the Wizard that had your sought after stolen Light. Standing in the pool of green magic, you turn a furious glare on to the Celebrant and unload your heavy straight into its bony head. Something inside of you lurched in desperation to finish the kill when it summons a portal, trying to make for a retreat and trapping you at the center of the room.

"Crow! The portal!"

"I see it! Now finish it!" Just as he says those words, the trap falls and the portal across the room implodes, sending the High Celebrant to its knees. Your body erupts with power as you descend upon the Hive that killed Sagira and nearly killed Crow, sending it off with your super into the abyss.

Heaving a sigh, your brain finally has a chance to clear with no more present danger. In fact, your chest swells with affection as your Ghost confidently speaks of his trust in Crow followed by his reply.

"It's been an honor, Guardian."

Finally leaving the location, Celebrant head included, you decide to sleep on your short trip back. Your Ghost wakes you up before you land, and when you transmat your eyes immediately fall on Crow, who is safe and sound. Behind your helmet, you smile wearily at the former prince.

The moment you step into the Spider's lair, the air is thick with tension. You can tell the kingpin is pleased to have the Shore cleansed of Hive corruption, but also upset that he has to give up one of his prizes.

"It's done." You say firmly.

"So it is... so it is," he leans forward in his seat with a leer, "All right, Guardian. As promised, you can have a prized bauble from my lair as compensation for your... heroics." The last word rolls off his tongue with a quiet distaste, and you have no problem returning the feeling.

"I want... him." Jerking your head in Crow's direction, you can feel the energy crack through the room.

"Cute. Real funny." Your brows crease in impatience at his dismissive snicker.

"You said anything in the room." You do your best to keep your eyes off of Crow; a distraction now could be bad news. Spider lets out a terrible laugh as his guards step forward, readying their spears.

"Oh... You really want my little bird," he puts an uncomfortable amount of importance on the words "really want", "Fine. You can have him." The large Fallen turns his gaze to Crow, mockingly waving his arm upward.

"Fly away," he looks back down at you, "and get the hell out of my lair."

No further instruction is needed as you and Crow make your leave. As you exit the safehouse, both Glint and your Ghost come out.

"Now what?" Glint looks to Crow for an answer. The reality of the event settles on the Awoken, and he looks at you in a way he hasn't before.

"Why would you do this for us?"

As a formality, you've never taken off your helmet around Crow. He'd never seen, or even had an idea about your face, until... now. The tear streaks from the mission are still on your face, slightly visible in the dim light. Walking over to him, you slowly bring your eyes up to his. He doesn't move away, but you do notice with a flash of hope that a blush is starting to grace his cheeks at your proximity. Clenching your eyes shut, you close the gap between you two and press a kiss to his lips.

He freezes for a moment before placing his hands on your shoulders, and you pull back afraid that you've just made the wrong move.

"I... uh." His eyes dart here and there before settling back on yours. His face straightens out, and then he hesitantly leans forward into your range again. This time, he's the one kissing you.

Both of you leave the Tangled Shore together.

Relationship HCs

He never fails to pick you up during your special brand of greeting, which is running straight at him and jumping into his arms. You even do the little spin around like those movie couples

He's okay with subtle PDA like handholding, but nothing too extreme such as kissing in front of others; he prefers to keep more intimate moments between you and him

Surprisingly eager for cuddles with you at the end of the day

He will let you indulge yourself by doing stupid things every once in a while, like seeing how much whipped cream you can put in his mouth before he can't take anymore

There are times when you just talk about random stuff because he knows you like the sound of his voice

He usually has to calm you down whenever another Guardian stares too long. You see it as a threat, and you're ready to defend your glowing boyfriend with your life

When you're not busy with Vanguard tasks, you're bringing him to the planets that weren't swallowed by the Darkness and showing him the layout, along with whatever endemic life is present

He becomes enamored with Earth's crows, which you had expected

Whenever he has visions of his past, he'll tell you and you do your best to fill in with rudimentary details such as location or time; you hope he never remembers the moment when you had to kill him

You especially love playing with his hair, it's nearly softer than silk and you are intrigued by the white streaks at the front of his cut

Both of you will decide to sit down every once in a while and just touch each other's face; you prefer running your hands along his jawline and cheekbones while he'll brush just under your eyes and along your temples

Dates can range from a quiet, romantic dinner to hunting down large and difficult quarry

Whenever you find a Golden Age waltz piece, you bring it to him and give it a listen; these sessions always end with you two dancing and swaying with each other

Truly, a couple of many talents

NSFW 👁👄👁

The first time you get anywhere close to the act he's so unsure of himself you both stop and instead explore each other at the surface level

No matter how many times he sees you nude his face is a blushing mess everytime

The first few times you take the lead, but once you both get over the fact that you've exchanged pleasantries he's the one who figures out he likes to be dominant in bed

He's vocal to an extent, mostly heavy breathing/moaning and grunts to let you know exactly how good you feel

He's super into bondage (who would've known?) whenever you're the one tying him up

He always prefers the ability to see your face, and whether it's because he can see your face contort in pleasure or because he can lock with you in a heated kiss, you can't tell

His sides are usually ticklish, but they act more like erogenous zones when both of you are deep into it

He starts out rough since he isn't used to this kind of activity at all, but over time he finds a balance between being gentle and absolutely blowing your back out

He's likely to caress your arms and waist the whole time to add another sensitive layer to your already overstimulated body

He also likes draping his body over yours, and with how hot his chest is and the press of his lower body? You're not arguing

Once you finish, he either goes straight to sleep while huddling against you or you convince him to get up so you can shower together

I have 2 asks for Drifter HCs, but I'm implementing a personal/request system so I can keep my monsterfucker train going. The next HCs I'm releasing are for Nokris, then I'll do Drifter HCs, and for now my last personal writing will be for Ghaul

[rocketedaway-deactivated2021072]

Zavala, gathered in front of the Guardians: You're here because we need to discuss the matter of... our new Guardian.

Zavala: I planned on speaking at length on this, but the Young Wolf simply requested that I pass on this message, which I have come to agree with. They said, and I quote:

Zavala: *clears throat*

Zavala:

[ignisnocturnalia]

Me, writing Crow HCs in my AP Chemistry class and looking at new followers accounts while listening to The Taken King OST

[ignisnocturnalia]

Hi there! I dunno if you take requests but if yeah, could I request some Zavala x Reader Relationship HC's? :3

No problem! I'd actually like to encourage requests, I like writing but I usually don't have the motive to start. I probably enjoy writing for others more than for myself, it's definitely easier to start something with guidelines/instructions that has a definitive end goal

Zavala x Reader Relationship HCs

You've had a crush on this man from the moment you first stepped into the Tower

You visit him the most out of all the Vanguard, always taking up bounties to glean praise from the stoic Titan

Zavala, seeing as many come to him for the extra work, doesn't realize why you're hounding so hard until Ikora gives him a hint

You, on the other hand, are hoping very hard he doesn't notice because you don't want to make your current relationship weird with Zavala

You continue to be oblivious to the fact that he knows, while Zavala thinks long and hard

Starting a romantic relationship is a big deal as a Guardian, to him at least

He thinks about how worried he is everytime you go to do field work, and especially the raids you've participated in; he dreads about how much he would worry if he does accept your advances

You take notice of how quiet he's gotten and you start to worry, going to Ikora for help

All she does is smile knowingly (Thanks Ikora, for taking bg character to a whole other level)

You continue to be hyper aware for the next week, watching Zavala's face and listening to his tone to make any kind of conclusion out of his short wordedness

You almost die of a heart attack when he asks you to meet him in his office after dark

Your mind is in two places: Am I about to be put down for wanting to romance the Titan Vanguard, or am I getting-

You're looking right at him before you can finish your thoughts, thank FUCK he only has a few lights on

Instead, he asks you out for a proper date

A true gentleman

Neither of you are experienced with the whole relationship business, and Zavala honestly seems like he has trouble differentiating his work life from his personal life

You decided to take him to your favorite spot on Earth

Cayde called you Lady Guardian for good reason

Zavala's face is almost in disbelief as both of you gaze up to the jagged point of Felwinter's Peak

You've packed a meal big enough for both of you, and you're determined to make this a full date

"You've scaled this mountain before?"

Plenty of times, plenty of comical deaths

"What's the matter? Scared of a little challenge? It'll be worth it, I promise." You bump his shoulder lightly to try and loosen him up

The climb is slow and every once in a while one of the temple wolves will approach you for attention

Zavala isn't keen on offering his hand until you convince him, and wolf petting becomes an unexpected bonding moment

You reach the camping outcrop roughly an hour before the sunset you want him to see

Zavala seems to understand why you've brought him here when you guide him to the edge overlooking the Temple grounds

The meal is a big success

You both share stories, and your ears still can't believe it, but Zavala actually laughed with you!

Your attention is brought back when the light level drops, and you excitedly lead him back to the edge

This time, you sit down and swing your legs over the edge; Zavala follows suit

By this point, you've gotten used to the lack of oxygen and the bite of the wind, displaying a full face blush as you inch your hand over to Zavala's that rests on the cold rock between you

You're already dating, why are you treating handholding like it's a sin?

Silence has never been more comfortable, and you even grow bold enough to rest your head on his shoulder

He tenses for a moment before allowing himself to lean into your warmth

The moment you've been waiting for happens: clouds clear just enough for the vibrant colors of the sunset to break through and the land is washed in a warm orange

You look up to see his reaction, but surprise surprise, he's looking right at you

You've never seen him look so calm before, and you can't find it in yourself to stop when you close the small gap and leave a peck on his lips

That day becomes the defining moment of your relationship with the Titan Vanguard

Nsfw 👁👄👁

Consent is absolute, he will probably ask too many times even if you are deep in it

Zavala is a sensual lover, if you want him to be rough be prepared to work for it

He'd prefer to have you as the dominant because if you're leading, he most certainly has your consent, but he will still be willing to switch roles

Hips. When do you think was the last time this man got any kind of this attention? Soft skin is hard to come by as a Guardian, and he enjoys being able to hold you

Expect plenty of rubs and massages on your thighs

Everywhere around his torso is sensitive when he's in the mood, just give a few grips or light scratches and you'll have a new beast to deal with

Zavala does his best to discover all of your sensitive spots as well; he is as dedicated to delivering pleasure to you as you are to him

He also likes to kiss around your neck and collarbone when he gets the chance

It may take a LOT of convincing and talking, but you could totally get him to rail you in his office

Fluff

Long mornings just sitting in bed and cuddling

Surprisingly alright with PDA, every time you get to visit him on the job you two will share a kiss

You do not want to imagine what being a Vanguard member entails, especially if you go by how tense his muscles are; poor fella won't ask you to massage him to not burden you, but you know how much this man needs it

You can ask him to pick you up and he will gladly bridal style carry you where you want to go as long as it's nearby

You may attempt to pick him up in the same fashion, but if you cannot do it both of you will be laughing together for a long time

Scenic dates on Earth and other planets, the best non-enemy infested spots discovered by you during your Guardian outings

Occasionally you'll help him file his pesky paperwork; a desk job will never be your strong suit

Your anniversary is always spent returning to the Iron Temple and climbing Felwinter's Peak, sharing a basket of food prepared by both of you at the top while gazing at the sunset

[bioluminosity]

arrives to the books of sorrow 5 years late, jokes in hand

[ignisnocturnalia]

It's me

I'm the light ship

[ignisnocturnalia]

Variks x Reader Relationship HC's

Gonna write you as a new light, apologies my God-slaying siblings

News of the Pyramids over Europa reaches far and wide, as does stasis

With this discovery, relayed by a veteran guardian, also reveals news of the Eliksni who instigated the riot at the Prison of Elders

Being freshly revived, there's not much you can make out of the hostility the other Guardians offer the alien

Curious about him, you make a bold request to be stationed on Europa to "monitor" him

Of course, Zavala denies your request and speaks of how important your guns would be here at home

While you say you understand, you're secretly trying to find your way around it

The Drifter

You heard about his escapades to the frozen planet, reasons unknown, but still able to slip through Vanguard sanctions

As usual, a Guardian siding with the Vanguard approaching you with a purpose usually isn't a good thing

"Somethin' you want, kid?"

His tone is carefully jovial, bordering neutral, but you're not foolish enough to think he actually trusts you

"I need to get to Europa."

He stares at you for a solid minute before sizing you up, an inquisitive glare settling on his face

"What's in it for me?"

Having been on Strike detail for months on end, you've got a sweet heap of glimmer and nothing to use it on; you know he doesn't care a lot for the currency, so you offer up your weapons alongside it

He gives you a lopsided grin as he takes the arsenal, waving off the glimmer and taking you to his ramshackle ship

Unsurprisingly, it's a quiet ride, your own Ghost unsure of your actions

Drifter gives you little warning before transmitting you off the ship, leaving you to fall flat on your ass in the deep snow

Despite being a little upset about this, you finally see your goal, the very Eliskni that brought new questions to the ice planet

Every step you take lands your foot in a fluffy sheet of snow, sounding out with a crunch you had never heard before

Soon enough, you've completely deviated from the reason you came to the planet, completely obsessed with the snow under you

The entire time, Variks has been watching you from the window of his base making a fool of yourself

Distantly, he realizes that he thinks you're cute like that

"Here to help, yes?"

You are COMPLETELY caught off guard, turning quickly on your heel before slipping on the ice and landing flat on your ass

A shadow falls over you as you look up to see the well spoken Eliksni towering over you, and you're immensely thankful for the helmet hiding your blush

He offers you one of his real hands, helping you up and you can't help but notice how his hunched form is hiding a solid 8" from his height

Bringing you inside, you slowly decompress from the outside chill and Variks formally introduces himself

You quickly take note of how each of his sentences are punctuated by insect noises, which are quite fun to hear

You explain your circumstances and even though you can only see his eyes, you can feel the confusion in the air

"You left the Tower.. to see me? Variks does not know who you are; you do not know Variks, yes?"

You're slightly disappointed but not surprised by his suspicious behavior, after seeing how other Guardians harped about him

You then remember something very important

"I don't have a ship to get back."

Your ship still sat in the Hangar, locked down until it was needed for use

Variks stood in front of you quietly before also noticing something unusual about you; your weapons were missing

"Stay. I will contact your Commander."

You immediately spring from your seated position, grabbing at his shoulder before he can reach the comms

He seems to understand your plead

You spend the next few days eating freeze dried food, along with MRE's supplied by another curious party on Europa

Variks doesn't join you until he's finished eating in another room, and the conversations you can strike up are limited

You ask him to teach you Eliksni

He appears shocked at first but eagerly obliges, now showing up to eat with you

It's been a good couple of weeks, and you've got a few phrases and words under your belt

Nothing translates directly, everything is interpreted based on the small word choice

Variks didn't know, but you had spent the last 3 days trying to figure out what the closest thing to "I love you" was in Eliksni

That night, when you both settle down to eat, you eye Variks with a renewed purpose

The fuzz in your brain dissipates as, astoundingly, he moves to take off his mouth cover

You can't help but stare at his revealed face not noticing how he fidgets a bit under your intense stare

"Apologies, (y/n). I did not mean to ruin your appetite."

It was now or never

Moving over to sit next to him, you shyly looked up to see he had yet to put the mask back on, instead looking at you with uncertainty

"Yu ne ze." You are my gift. I love you.

The Eliksni's eyes widen and his body stiffens and you worry for a second that you've made a mistake before he turns fully and leans into your face

"Ma yun ne."

His mandibles are often used to caress your face

You find yourself with gifts and trinkets waiting in your small room in the base

He has you spot check his weapons, testing them out and generally having a blast with them

Other Guardians have seen you on occasion, but very few have approached you to ask questions about the mysterious Eliksni

Variks loves it when you hold his hands, even more so when you pet his face

When you find out he can purr, it's one of the most sought after sounds during your intimate moments, and sometimes he will purr simply to indulge you

Even if you're an undead warrior, Variks still piles furs on to your shoulders to make sure you don't get cold during outings

You have had to fend off assassins, often at the cost of your life

This pushes you to accept the deceptive whispers of the Pyramid, carrying you all the way to the Exo Stranger's den

She reluctantly agrees to teach you because of your inexperience, and although neither of you say anything, you and Drifter make quick eye contact

Variks can smell the Darkness on you and is very disappointed, but he doesn't tip off that he knows

Instead, he uses it as an excuse to put you under house arrest

He catalogues every single symptom you have that could barely begin to resemble a sickness, encouraging you to stay inside until you're better

During the nights, you notice he holds you much more tightly against his body

You apologize for your zealousness regarding his safety

Your lessons in Eliksni continue, and soon enough you can hold your own in small conversations with him

Whenever you or Variks look at each other trying to figure something out, you both always ask about the question in your mind

Whoever is asked ends up sitting in the other's lap, but you've found that it's much more convenient to sit in his own

This exploration leads to daily petting or grooming sessions, giving way for more risque activity to take place

Nsfw 👁👄👁

Variks orients himself as a switch, but you can tell he enjoys being on the bottom a little more if his rapid breaths are anything to go by

Brushing and lightly scratching segments on his exoskeleton are immense green lights for him, especially adding just enough force to push into the seams between his limbs

He's very gentle with his teeth, but the red marks he leaves on your body are generous from the amount of fondling he carries out

He's perfectly fine with both of you being bare, so long as a heat source is nearby

This level of exposure allows you to feel every rumble, trill, and moan straight from his chest and you can't deny just how hot it is to have an entire alien making these noises because of you

He delivers plenty of foreplay, always giving you the option to back out of it

With your size difference, you have to work to move up and down his body when you're both laying down

One of his favorite things is when you drag your teeth along his neck or chest, no real threat of harm but an undeniable thrill for him

He may start slow, but towards the end? You're better off simply letting him take care of you the next day

Fluff

After particularly tedious days, you will pull him into your shared room and pepper his face with kisses

Whenever he wants to nap, he selectively chooses your lap so you can massage his back or his forehead

Following the official announcement of your relationship, Zavala finally submits and gives you full permission to stay stationed on Europa, at the price of lengthy field reports at the beginning of every month

Variks, of course, teases you while writing these papers

He'll correct a mistake you made way back in the paper, laughing quietly in the back of his throat as you fume at the obvious inaccuracy

Besides Vanguard papers, you've taken it upon yourself to make him a new arm

You decide to gift it to him once the Dawning starts

Note: I leave some of my handcanons open ended for more ideas, and yes, I am aware they are more like one shot/hc hybrids, but hey, take it as an invitation to ask me to actually write out the whole thing. I will not write out explicit nsfw unless asked, and if I am asked, it will always be gratuitous and extremely detailed ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Finals are eating my timbs tho, so I'm currently attempting to study for these hellspawn

[kasimova-dariia]

Destcember 2020 Day 9: Blooming gardens 

Otzot, Caiatl, promenade

[ignisnocturnalia]

*chefs kiss* I already miss Leviathan raids so much 😔

[ignisnocturnalia]

Thank you for your Eramis HC’s, I’ve been having trouble finding stuff for her!

People are always sleeping on the aliens smh, I gotta fix it, it probably won't be until saturday or sometime in the next few days but I'm also going to try my hand at writing HC's for Variks, Nokris, and Ghaul if you're interested

[ignisnocturnalia]

Eramis x Reader Relationship HCs

Your first meeting isn't really a meeting.. more like hiding in the upper level of buildings and listening in on conversations

Despite clear Vanguard protocol, you found yourself too enraptured by her speeches and voice in general to report her

You don't have a name to the face until the Darkness arrives, bringing all hell to Europa

As a hero of the Red War, Zavala is genuinely surprised when you advocate the use of Stasis

The reason becomes obvious during a conversation with Variks regarding the Ship Stealer

You're in love, even if you won't admit it

Happening at the same time as this conversation is the investigation mission the Vanguard cleared you for

The first time Eramis sees you, she thinks nothing of it; a lightbearer was simply there for contest

As a leader, however, she recognizes the spirit of a strong warrior

The next few meetings are a sort of dance

Verbal jabs, followed up by subtle shows of control using Stasis

After a while, the fights become less vicious and even the Vanguard reprimands you for your lack of action against her with their rising concerns

Eventually, you receive a personal invitation from the Kell herself

Being face to face and not trying to kill each other is odd at best

Being 100% unsure about Eliksni etiquette, you make a full bow

She's laughing at you

While your face is burning up, there's also a quiet pride in gaining such a reaction from her

Just like teens in love, you and Eramis (mostly you) begin courting behind your peers' backs

She thinks most human concepts are ridiculous, especially those regarding religion

YOU think Eliksni hierarchy traditions are convoluted

Lots of arguments, but with no real backing and more like sharpening your partner's wit in case of external opposition, all while trying not to break personality

Eramis enjoys the texture of your hair, often lightly scraping her claws along your helmet when she wants to groom it

She doesn't allow it at first, and it takes a lot of persistence, but you finally get to pet the side of her face where her eyes have been lost

"Wait. You can purr?"

"Shut up, insect."

Insults are the name of the game, all in jest, of course

You find immense satisfaction in sitting atop her shoulders, who knew being over 10 feet in the air on the shoulders of your Eliksni significant other could be so fun!

Likewise, she admires that such a tiny vessel could carry the amount of power it does

Power👏Couple👏

While she initially doesn't know what you mean by "aesthetic", she's more than happy to provide you with a custom class item marked by the House of Devils/Salvation sigil

When she approaches a situation with too much energy, you mellow her out enough to let her council speak to her and be heard

While her council does have doubts about you, they begrudgingly acknowledge your usefulness

She does NOT tolerate any bad speak or dirty stares directed at you

Eramis helps you with tactical poise, and you both typically share many laughs over knowing half the strikes you carry out are following her advice and not what Zavala and Ikora say

Many quiet moments where you are splayed out in her lap and you simply stare at each other

Comfortable silence, but also knowing that when things really go down you'd have a tough decision to make

Nsfw 👁👄👁

You can't look me in the eye and tell me that Eramis isn't a dom

Surprisingly, she does not like biting hard enough to leave marks and such; she much more prefers grazing over sensitive spots with her fangs to get sounds out of you

Eramis uses her primary arms to mess with any part of your upper body: arms, neck, face, chest, etc whether it be massaging or restraintment

Her secondary arms are usually busied with making sure you can't close your legs to stop her from delivering any ministrations on your body

You can certainly try, but most likely won't get her to fully derobe for the act; vulnerability on the physical level is a big no no for someone of her position

If YOU'RE a dom... fuckin beyblades man

Battle for dominance is worse than any other argument in history

Lots of grabbing handsy action, multiple attempts at finding sensitive spots to gain an upper hand

POV: Riskrunner, except the perk is not activated by being hit by arc sources, but by the immense amount of horny in the room

Fluff

Things calm way down when you both finish

The low temperature of the planet naturally prompts you to snuggle

Eramis will oblige, so long as she is the big spoon or laying with 50% of her body on top of yours

Part of her still doesn't want to accept that you, in all of your glory, is fully capable of defending yourself, not to mention a killing machine on the field

You always give her this victory, because soon after you both share concerns for the future of your people

It's comforting knowing that something so radically different from the human race would have similar worries, and it brings forth hope that the relationship could be used as an example to bring human and Eliksni together for the better