❄️⋆.ೃ࿔* nescal

𓉸ྀི Hi! Sorry if my fanfics have bad english, english is not my native language.

[heartz4levi]

please more luka

this is for you, anon <3

☆ thinking about putting a collar & leash on

luka . . .

☆ luka (alnst) ,, gn reader . . sub luka ,, dom reader ,, collaring (duh) ,, mentions of luka being a pillow prince ,, manhandling ,, implied momentary choking (??) ,, mentions of luka getting dicked down idfk ,, no dialogue.

luka is not a predictable man.

when on stage, there is a princely charm to him, one that conceals the manipulative undertones his personality holds. behind closed doors, however, befitting of his princely charm, luka does tend to be a pillow prince at times.

one who will allow you to do whatever you want with and to his body. even securing a pretty collar around his neck, then attaching a leash to it!

as if manhandling him isn't already easy enough, now it's even easier. with each tug on the leash, luka's breath hitches as the collar momentarily constricts his breathing. regardless of wether or not it's a harsh tug, a whiny moan will always escape him.

luka won't even try to run away. so long as that collar remains wrapped around his neck, he'll be as obedient as a dog. boss him around, tug on the leash while you're at it and he will be at your every beck and call, eyes glimmering with pure want.

the restrictive aspect of the leash and collar gives luka a huge adrenaline rush. it's easy to send his senses into overdrive — slam into his bent over form again and again at a pace that borders on being inhumane and that alone will send his mind reeling. but harshly yanking the piece of material in your hand closer in the midst of it? luka melts.

melts is an understatement. his moans, already slutty enough, will noticeably increase in both pitch and frequency as milky strings of his own cum spurt onto the sheets below. the same sheets that his hands are clawing at.

overall, a leash paired with a collar is just another source of stimulation for luka. pull on it all you want, pull him around however you want, so long as you'll gently soothe his reddened skin when you're done.

put him on a leash and luka becomes your bitch.

[aritsukemo]

Hello! I'm not sure if I can ask, but I would like to read about alnst Luka x mute!reader.

It would be interesting to see their relationship, if Luka became interested in the mute reader and how their relationship would develop. A little obsession, only instead of Hena, the reader

(Sorry for my English, I don't speak it very well)

Luka w/ a mute!reader

Summary: What is like dealing with Luka as a mute person? What was it like before and after getting into a relationship with him?

Warnings: Luka in love and all that entails. That said, read at your own discretion.

A/N: Started this after reading the translation for the most recent comic ughhh till you make me so ill and ivantill is no better. Also, sorry if this isn't what you were expecting/wanted. I tried my best to not derail and turn this into something completely unrelated to your request 😅

Tagging: @tragedy-of-commons, @snowy-violet

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↪ Luka is someone who grew up learning of love via lengthy book explanations and childish romance stories. He's someone who was so starved of light that he latches onto it and never lets go the moment his fingertips have the chance to so much as graze it regardless of how bright or warm it actually feels to his skin. He has an obsessive attachment style that's suffocating, selfish, and is as hot as a blazing wildfire.

↪ All that's to say that if you're the one to be his light, nothing will make you uninteresting or any less lovely in his eyes. To him, if god was real, no doubt they'd look, feel, and be you. Talking verbally is really a null factor for someone like Luka.

↪ I imagine you met him when you were both still buds waiting to sprout into beautiful flowers. The easiest scenario to imagine is if you were like Hyuna and Hyunwoo and went out of your way to hang out with him when other kids didn't — again, being that sole light in his cold, dark world.

↪ I can also imagine Luka growing on someone who's willing to stand up for him/protect him. It'll especially get his mind turning when he realizes you can't or don't talk because that meant you put yourself through such a great inconvenience for someone like him. To that, you'd be like a guardian angel in his eyes — or at least, what he'd imagine an angel would look like.

↪ However it happened, once Luka starts familiarizing himself with the chemical reaction known as love and starts characterizing you in the equation of it, nothing will stop his heart from beating to your every breath and glance.

↪ Backtracking a bit, when you first conveyed to him that you're mute, Luka replies with a silent nod of his head. Luka isn't really one of many words. Furthermore, he doesn't get that sense of awkwardness that arises with silence like some others tend to. Quietude is more like a childhood home than a stranger to him, after all.

↪ For the most part, time spent with Luka around that time would consist of you both simply basking in each others' presence — maybe you drawing while he fiddles with his rubik's cube or some other trinket he tends to idle himself with. When topics arise via a pencil and paper, hand gestures, or whatever you use to express yourself, Luka will answer in a low, almost bored sounding tone of voice ( it's not that he actually is bored, it's merely what his voice sounds like when he's not actively forcing emotion into the tune his vocal cords produce ) before returning to tranquil silence.

↪ Now, post-crush Luka isn't much different. He invades your personal space more and talks more animatedly, occasionally stopping entirely to simply stare and admire you, but for the most part, you two sit comfortably in silence until you feel the need to express yourself. Same with when you get into a relationship, but like, ten times worse.

↪ This is where the problem lies. Luka doesn't understand the gravity of boundaries. He was never given the basic right to have any — and while he knows the textbook definition of what a boundary is and what it may consist of, he doesn't get the weight of having one crossed as he's too numb to having each and every one of his trampled before he could ever put a name to them.

↪ I imagine that Luka can get very touchy with someone he adores and his partner would be his common, and probably sole, victim of his physical affection. All lines are a blur to him and his light kisses can quickly turn smothering and hugs can become constricting and crushing if not stopped. That said, it's up to you to decide whether you want a line to be drawn, where to draw it, and if you want to convey what you're okay and not okay with.

↪ Another thing that could be difficult to deal with is just how isolating Luka can be. His idea of love is twisted, self-centered, and self-serving. He believes that this ray of light he's been blessed with should only be for him to bathe under. That you are only for him and no one else. That said, jealousy could flare up at a drop of a hat and Luka's unpredictability can be nerve-wracking to deal with, moreso for someone who can't verbally deescalate things.

↪ On the brighter side of things, Luka is very attentive to all that applies to you! He doesn't see anything involving you as an inconvenience and will do anything you request of him. Need him to learn sign language so communicating would be easier? He'll immediately drop everything to start practicing! He's a really fast learner in everything that's not humans and their emotions so he'll be able to hold conversation with you in a matter of days to weeks ( though it would be at the cost of his sleep because he'll literally pull all nighters and spend every waking idle moment he has alone practicing for you )

↪ If you're more of an artistic person who likes to draw pictures to express what vocally cannot be conveyed, he keeps every drawing and plasters them along his walls, giving the stale tile pops of color and life he couldn't give it before. At night, he'll stare at them longingly. Daydreaming, fantasizing about, and yearning for you — and all with a wide, almost crazed smile stretching along his skin and a thick, dizzying blush staining his cheeks a hot red.

↪ All in all, dealing with Luka is like a road with twice as many downs as there is ups and being mute could turn those downs into rocky, bumpy terrain. It's up to you to decide whether you're willing to cross that terrain, and if you do, to decide if you're willing to stand on the other end — bleeding and bruised — and allow Luka to embrace you with this aberrant, depraved, odd feeling he's tacked the word love to.

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[no-fucks-left-in-inventory]

The first time you and Luka are forced to perform together he makes the personal decision to make it a nightmare for you.

Until he's in the rehearsal room with you.

One look is enough to have his mind whirling and before he knows it he's dancing so close, being so touchy, doing everything in his power to feel you. It's borderline harassment but you can't bring it in you to speak when your noses are touching and his lips are ghosting over yours as he sings. When he's got your heart racing. When those eyes are looking at you with such a childlike wonder you can't quite explain.

[blurremi]

Reading fanfics about any character whose show I haven't seen is my passion.

[cheri-2047]

I saw that your request are open

Possibly could you write Luka and an S/O headcannons?? Like the s/o or crush is a very bright person, who only looks into the bright side. ((Maybe also somewhat popular?? With a great voice etc?)

Take your time!! I love your work!!

Im the number one Luka lover!!! OFC ID WRITE THIS!! CHARACTERS: Luka, Mentions of Hyunwoo, Hyuna

Luka x Bubbly Reader Headcanons

Luka was...amused. Not in a bad way, but also not in a good way. He found it strange how a human in Anakt Garden was able to harbor such emotions, such cheerfulness as if they werent all destined to die.

He often watched from afar, spacing out while playing with Hyuna and Hyunwoo, just watching you.

As a kid, he never talked to you, but by accident you ended uo getting the feeling that he hated you. It wasnt until one day, you saw his owner Heperu throwing away his food tray in front of everyone else.

You watched as he stayed silent, being obedient, looking down at his lap. Once his owner left, he stood up and on his way to leave the cafeteria, you could tell he was extremely hungry. After all, he was the most starved out of everyone in Anakt Garden.

You run up to him, immediately pulling him down on the seat in front of you, and moving your tray to the middle of both of you.

"...?" he looks confused. He stares at it, wondering if you were gonna eat it in front of him just to rub salt in the wound, when in reality you were trying to feed him. You give him chopsticks and he eats very little portions (until you force him more).

He mutters a soft thank you, his hands fiddling with his sleeves, unsure how to show gratitude. He leaves the cafeteria.

That afternoon, he learns from hyuna how to make a flower crown. He leaves it on your music piece as a form of gratitude and the rest is history.

Now, both of you had grown very close. Because of your beauty and talent, you were spared from Alien Stage. Instead, the Aliens made you a popular model. Luka watched from the sidelines as you continued to (as he thinks) "Live your life."

Heperu allows Luka to hang out with you often, mostly because your owner says "y/n cant live without him!" And cause he gets paid, but that causes you two to develop...something special.

Yes, there are times youre too much and he's too little, but in the end, he's grown to become attracted to your bubbly attitude. He's grown to appreciate the hugs he used to hate so so much, to like how you'd often fall asleep due to your own exhaustion, etc.

He learns about affection, how to love, what love is, and how to treat you well (fun fact: he canonically did this for hyuna to understand what love is)

One day, he doesnt exactly....confess? He just starts saying "Oh Y/n? Ah yeah I know them, theyre mine arent they?" and when you ask him about it, thats when he admits his feelings. He just says it in a very odd way.

"Y/N. I have grown to have feelings for you. Im yours." And thats all he says. Its not romantic, but he never tells anyone "Im yours." Due to his past, he got used to say "Youre mine. Youre mine only." and him offering himself to you was a big step.

You two become lovers and because of this, the Aliens spare both of you. They let you two live a happy life, only under the condition that you two continue to pursue your careers.

A/N: THATS IT. idk what to write anymore but!!! im the number one luka lover trust. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!!!

[frickingnerd]

luka nsfw headcanons

pairing: luka x gn!reader

tags: smut/suggestive, switch!luka (leaning top/dom), dirty talk (praise & degradation), tease!luka, dry humping

luka is a switch, but only for the right person! his usual mode is being very dominant and commanding, easily taking control and having you do whatever he pleases. just some pretty words from him would make you drop to your knees and obey his every command

however, luka is someone who's very obsessed and clingy in a relationship. he would do anything to make his partner happy. so he'd happily submit to you and let you turn him into a whiny mess, as you toy with him and make him lose control!

the worst you can do to luka is dry hump him! just having you on his lap, grinding against him, but not letting him inside you… it's torture, but he's absolutely obsessed with it!

though you probably have to tie him down for it, otherwise he'll eventually snap and just fuck you absolutely stupid until YOU are the one who's losing their mind…

one thing luka is great at is teasing! he has quite a way with words, so he'll make you go crazy without even touching you! though once he does touch you, so gently and slow, that you'll beg for more, it's equally over for you–

luka loves to praise you during sex, especially when you're being all good and obedient for him. but he also LOVES to degrade you and be mean. seeing your flushed cheeks and that frustrated look on your face when he does is almost enough to make him cum…

[calypsoluvsyouu]

thinking about... zombie.stage!luka..

song rec for this : Unhealthy Obsession | a/n: this my first time writing for alnst/zombie stage so pls spare me 🥹 (I hc that when they lose they get a limb removed) might be ooc but fuck it we die like hyuna

thinking about.. zombie!luka who became obsessed after spotting you in the crowd during one of his performances. the way you seemed like you were actually admiring the show instead of seeing luka as an object for entertainment captivated him.

thinking about.. zombie!luka who purposely loses whenever he notices that you aren't in the audience or when you don't pay attention to him when he's singing. why would you put your focus on someone other than your favorite idol, do you suddenly hate him? :(

thinking about.. zombie!luka who dreams about infecting you so that way you'll be a duo and perform side by side on stage.

thinking about.. zombie!luka who'd literally give all his limbs and body parts to you if asked, he wouldn't hesitate if it makes you happy.

thinking about.. zombie!luka who finally builds up the courage to spot you in the crowd and attempt to make his way to you so he could at least get your name. even though it did end with him losing and getting a limb removed, he still thinks it was worth it.

[ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 - 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 ]

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[noelstripess]

˙˙ FUCK ME IF IM WRONG BUT

ALIEN STAGE SMAU

featuring: 4nakt, Hyuna, Luka.

CW: Male reader for Ivan, Female reader for Mizi, Luka, and Sua. Gn reader for the rest. suggestive, cursing.

[smueivrse]

your lips, my lips, apocalypse—

⠀⊹ ₊ synopsis ◡◡ how do they kiss their significant other?

         ━━━ featuring. various alien stage casts! (till, ivan and luka on part one)

𐔌 💬 contents: fluff, fluff, fluff! teeth rooting fluff, kisses, no suggestiveness just soft romantic headcannons of how the alien stage casts kiss their significant other, gender neutral reader! a bit ooc? who cares.

TILL — soft and intimate kisses, maybe a few pecks!

TILL is a very shy and timid guy underneath his rebellious and tough nature. he won’t be the one to initiate affection because he's just that shy! but if you’re the type of person who loves to be affectionate with others, well oh dear. you’re going to be the death of him.

hugs, kisses even holding his hand will cause him to stumble over his words and be all red on the face, but once he’s grown accustomed and comfortable with the thought of affection expect him to leave little kiss pecks on your cheek and forehead! mostly forehead because he has a perfect height for forehead kisses.

TILL’s kisses are intimate and soft that it would leave you breathless, he loves you with all of his heart even though he’s a bit awkward at showing it but his actions were enough to assure you that he loves you.

overall, TILL is a great lover and an excellent kisser. he isn’t rough with you because he just love you too much.

IVAN — playful yet intimate kisses! he also loves forehead kisses and cheek kisses.

your beloved boyfriend, IVAN. always teases you by giving you small pecks of kisses on your lips that leaves you wanting more. he’s so mean sometimes..

if you ask him for a kiss, he would literally just lean closer and press a quick ans chaste kiss on your awaiting lips before pulling away with a that cute smile on his face that makes his snaggletooth stands out.

but if IVAN does kiss you properly, it’s intimate and romantic. it leavs you breathless and grasping for air if you break the kiss, he’s mostly the one who initiate kisses and affection— he just loves physical contact so much especially with his special person.

but will he continue with his teasing quick pecks? yes, but it’s worth it since after that IVAN would finally kiss you properly and pour his love through his kiss.

LUKA — soft n slow intimate kisses

LUKA, this gorgeous man is more into soft and slow kisses. He likes to take his time, savour the feeling of your lips in his, he doesn’t tease you. he loves you too much to do that Besides he’d rather have slow kisses since he craves your affection.

he just likes kissing you— oh so softly, it’s more intimate and he likes the feeling of your lips on his.

LUKA’s kisses aren’t rough, just like i said. he’s soft with his kisses, no lust, no desperation, just overall devotion and affection. when he’s kissing you, his hands are on either side of your waist not gripping, just resting as he pour his love in the kiss.

he will let you play with his hair while the two of you kiss, run your fingers down his hair please and he will melt into a puddle in your arms. overall, LUKA loves to show his adoration and affection for you through his gentle kiss.

♡　+　↻ likes n reblogs are greatly appreciated + notes. as you can see, it’s very self-indulgent hehe, especially till.

© LAUSAIVRSE— 2025. my works aren’t mean to be copied, translated, reposted, plagiarized without my consent and permission.

[blurremi]

Nobody talks about how HORRID it is that a character has almost no "x reader" content because they already have a canon partner and apparently love them SO MUCH or they have a freaking SUPER famous ship and everyone focuses on them.

[freakcircusofhorrors]

Pierrot Plush is now Live!

Good news, everyone! The plush from Gimme Swag has released and is now available for purchase!

Just go to the link above to order your favorite yandere boy! Please be aware the current estimated shipping date is between December 30th and January 30th!

This campaign is in partnership with Gimme Swag, and it's only available for a limited time!

We know many of you were worried about missing the first pre-order, so this is your chance to finally bring Pierrot home and have him in your arms!

The campaign will only be available for 30 days. Once it ends, the plush will no longer be available for purchase, and there won't be any extra stock available.

So be sure to keep an eye on the campaign dates so you don't miss your chance!

[nekoboydreams]

:3 A pelúcia do Pierrot já está disponível!

Boas notícias, pessoal! O pelúcia da Gimme Swag foi lançado e já pode ser comprado!

Basta acessar o link acima para encomendar o seu garoto yandere favorito! Lembre-se de que a previsão atual de envio é entre 30 de dezembro e 30 de janeiro!

Esta campanha é uma parceria com a Gimme Swag e está disponível apenas por tempo limitado!

Muitos de vocês estavam preocupados por terem ficado fora da pre-venda, então essa é sua chance de te-lo em seus braços! Esta campanha ficara disponível para compra por apenas 30 dias, após isso não sera possível comprá-lo e não havera estoque! Então fique de olho na data!

[ijustwannahavefunn]

Apparently it's international dog day today 🐾🐾

[ijustwannahavefunn]

Peter Pan is pretty villainy... 👀

[ijustwannahavefunn]

Ben is having a good time 👹

Btw original idea is from: gnilojabolkoo

[adoreirises]

Would they let you top 😏

⟢ featuring: Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Pantalone and Childe x Gender Neutral Reader

⟢ word count: 347

⟢ note: Thought I might give ya'll something to eat while I work on my very, very long Incel Zandik x fem reader smut fic. This is literally word vomit written in one sitting but I wanted to write something easy to try and get rid of my writers block. Not proofread!!!

As always constructive criticism is welcomed

✦ Capitano - Yes

⟢ He’s so fucking confused to what that entails. Capitano isn’t one to put strict roles in your sex life really. Whatever happens happens and it's usually you on the receiving end. However if you truly are so eager and you want to take a chance commanding him despite his initial concern he won’t deny you.

✦ Dottore - Maybe.

⟢ He takes your inquiry very seriously and spends ages debating its pros and cons like it’s a scientific anomaly. On one hand he hates denying you anything and adores seeing you happy. On the other hand he’s never actually ever been on the receiving end of intercourse so he isn’t quite sure what to expect. So he does his research. Extensively and only when he’s deemed himself equipped enough will he seriously consider it.

✦ Scaramouche - Absolutely not. His pride cannot handle that

⟢ How blasphemous you are to even suggest that he might ever submit himself to the likes of you. Or anyone else for that matter. The moment you even ask he stops whatever he’s doing just to stare you down until you're ashamed enough to apologize. He won’t spend a single second more on that idea after that  but you're definitely getting the silent treatment for a little while just because of that stupid little stunt or yours.

✦ Pantalone - Yes but a little apprehensive

⟢ Has absolutely no idea what that means so you gotta give him a crash course and even after that he has to do a great deal of consideration. He has no idea what letting you take the lead would look like so he’s quite apprehensive but perhaps he might just let you try. Just once. To see how it’s like for the both of you and if he’d genuinely enjoy it.

✦ Childe - He'd love to see you try

⟢ He unironically laughs in your face. You? You top him? He’d adore to see you try. He doesn’t outright say no but he makes a mental note to make things as difficult for you as possible. As much as he loves seeing you happy he loves making that pretty face look as wanton and needy as possible. Overall he’d let you try but don’t be surprised when you don’t last

⟢ Art by Hyoverse

⟢ Dividers by dividers-are-us 

[passarinhw]

platonic!qifrey ﹠ platonic!olruggio x apprentice!reader: when you get your period for the first time. ꒰ sfw. fem!reader. minor ﾉ child!reader. ꒱

something I wrote for my own entertainment and which I totally forgot to post…

The celestial canopy blackened the firmament, bringing with it gleaming specks of light—eager to replace the dawn star of noble lineage. It was close to what Master Qifrey called ‘bedtime’.

Tetia vociferated about the most infinitesimal joys of the dawn, Riche placed Brushbuddy in his little nest, and Agott sought to negotiate a sleepless night of studying with a reluctant Qifrey.

Coco did not persist, and just like her, you retreated to your quarters, feeling especially irritated.

Occasional pangs of pain terrorized your abdomen, but any complaint would lead Qifrey to doubt that the dryness of the jam jar was your fault.

Not being very keen on acting like a pastry thief, you accepted that the pain would vanish alongside the night.

Still… this was far too annoying.

Each sharp ache felt like a knife tearing through your flesh.

You stood up, hoping that perhaps this was an undeniable stomach ache and that no one else would be a plausible culprit for the jam incident.

Through tip-toeing, you reached the bathroom and slipped out of your underwear.

But there lay the actual culprit—red and viscous, just as described by the older girls in your hamlet. At least the lackness of jam would need to find some other culprit…

Now, pulling your clothes back, all you needed was to seek help from someone.

Some of the girls? But had they passed through it already? You didn't know.

You heard taller girls usually got their period first… but the taller was Tetia. Oh, she'd be loud.

It'd be better to seek for someone quieter… Agott? She was probably studying against Qifrey's will, she didn't want to be bothered.

You had to accept it: an adult's help was needed.

“Oh, did you have a nightmare…?” Qifrey illuminated the room with a swift scribble, tilting his head in a welcoming gesture.

After a few gentle pats on the bed, your Master assumed you were aware of how welcome you were upon his couch, yet you had not taken the first steps toward him.

Now, the tilt of his head was not docile, but pondering.

You took a few steps back, still withdrawing—perhaps if Master Qifrey were a woman this would be easier. But even if he isn't one, there were no solid reasons to fear him.

He would probably talk about how this is a natural biological occurrence, which meant nothing but a sign of health and physical evolution.

At any rate, thinking that you had to devise terms to name the place from which that blood flowed already made your face flush—perhaps this way all the crimson would travel from your undergarments to your cheeks, ridding you of that nightmare personified as a menarche.

But lingering was not an option when the risk of that viscosity trickling down your legs was imminent.

“Master…”

Qifrey stood up, taking your hands in his.

“Oh, dear… if it was you who ate the jam, it’s alright. But you shouldn't have given any to Brushbuddy. I know he is… fluffy… but animals can’t just go around eating that. Do you still want to sleep with me, my love?”

“What…?”

“Ah, I understand. He only had a little bit of jam on his teeth, so I’ll let it slide…”

You shook your head from side to side, so fast that your vision blurred.

“I didn't eat any jam! I didn't give anything to Brushbuddy! And I'm on my period for the very first time! I don't care for any damned jelly!”

You just yelled at Master Qifrey…

You clutched the ruffle surrounding your pajamas, wondering where you could exile yourself—Dadah Range…? Serpentback?

Qifrey knelt down.

“Does it hurt…?”

You nodded.

“A lot…?”

“Quite a bit…”

“Dear, look at me… there is no reason to be ashamed. I am your master, and it is my duty to look after you. If you feel pain, no matter the reason, you must tell me…”

“But it's a bit embarrassing…”

“I know, I know. No one thinks it's nice to bleed from down there. No one likes to soil their own clothes with biological fluid. But still…” he stood up, nodding and whispering to himself.

“Go to the bathroom… you may use a fire spell to warm some water, I allow it. Stay there until I return, alright…?”

You discarded your stained garments, distracted by Qifrey's soft footsteps along the corridor.

A few taps were delivered upon the door.

You opened it just a little bit.

“Great. Here it is!” Qifrey handed you a soft fabric, heated with magic and stuffed with cotton. You tilted.

“Sorry for the delay, dear. I needed a fabric that wasn't abrasive and that held the cotton appropriately… anyway, use this and then come to my room, alright?”

You were about to agree, but he closed the small crack of the door before you could utter a word…

“Do you have the snugstone Olly gave you, sweetie…?” Qifrey kissed your cheek, guiding your waist toward the top of the bed.

“But, Master Qif, what if I ruin your sheets?” you questioned. Your master didn't seem to pay attention to it, he simply put you onto his bed.

Qifrey proceeded to look through his drawer, humming a few complaints regarding how he left it messy and couldn't find his goal so easily.

“If you still have it, I can give you mine as well; the warmer it is, the better it gets…” he said, finally getting a hold of his snugstone.

“Master…” you gently tugged at his robes, finally gaining his attention. “I asked you something…”

“Ah, ah yes… my angel. I honestly do not care for the sheets. If one of my sweethearts is in pain, the last thing that matters is the pristine color of my duvets. Go lie down, I will place the snugstone on your belly.”

He coaxed you onto his bed, tucking you warmly underneath his sheets.

“Olly is a silly creature, it would be better if it had a malleable shape.” Qifrey held the snugstone close to your lower belly. You giggled.

“But it’s fine like this, it doesn't hurt as much anymore! It truly helped. How long does this last, anyway… my period…?”

“Hmm, five days? A week?”

You gasped, about to martyr yourself.

“Oh, do not panic! I’ll take care of you until then, I promise. You will be the most pampered girl, even Agott will be jealous!”

“I'm sorry I yelled… I'm very, very sorry…”

That was doubtful, it didn't look like Agott would care. But Master Qifrey never lied, at least not about taking care of you.

“Now, lie down. Yes, yes. You're such a good kid. Here, I'll fix the pillow.” Qifrey kissed your nosetip once he was done setting you.

“I guess… can I sleep in your room until this is over…? If you don't mind…”

“Oh, dear. That's alright, really. It must've been very scary. You had the right to be mad. Also… if you want, tomorrow we can go to kalhn's hospital.”

“Why? The pain is already vanishing…”

“Oh, no. It isn't about it, silly. I just think it'd be nice to talk about it with a female doctor, don't you think…?”

“I'm not sure…” now that you think about it, it seemed hard to discuss it with anyone, except Master Qifrey… what a change of thoughts…

“That's alright, darling…” he lied by your side, blowing the candle and darkening the room for good. Qifrey's hand found your cheek, caressing it. “You have time to warm up to the idea, don't you…?”

Qifrey pinched your cheek, humming a yes while tucking you in.

“Do you want me to sing you to sleep…?” he inquired, joking yet up to it if you wished so.

“Will anyone know about it…?”

He smirked.

“I promise it'll be our little secret…”

A gleaming canopy, of an ephemeral and distant nature, stretched across the horizon in an unforgettable watercolor. Master Olly had just started to nap. As for you… your mood did not resemble the orchid-backed morning dawn.

That wholesome lilac, blending with the pastel coral through the window, was a perfect contrast to the saturated red that stained your sheets.

The sun was still peeking out, giving signs that the clock had not even struck six. Great. Olruggio should be asleep—this left you even more lost without the support of a grown-up, but it was less humiliating to deal with the situation alone.

Getting rid of the stained sheet and finding some way to inhibit the flow from bleeding through your clothes were the least of your worries. What stunned you was that pain… It was agonizing, but it would pass; until then, however, your suffering would be unmistakable.

However you were the apprentice of Olruggio of the Torch, so warming the weakened region wouldn't be a problem.

But… the last time you handled fire magic without his permission, your desk smelled like fried wood for quite a while.

Right… a snugstone! If you could get your hands on it… except it was still a contraption in the process of refinement—not even Qifrey had got a hold of it yet. But it wouldn't hurt to steal one of them from your master's office, just for medical use.

The light snoring was the tattle-tale of Olruggio's careless sleeping position—seriously, it was the third consecutive day that he slept in his own office. You sighed, moving with phantomwise grace toward where that contraption might be.

Each clinking of vials and rustling of papers sent a shock down your spine. When you finally laid your hands upon your panacea…

“What do ‘ya’ think ‘ya’ doing here, huh?” Olruggio didn't even rub the sleep from his eyes, standing with his arms crossed, like a charcoal obelisk blocking the light.

“That’s no toy for a child!” he removed the object from your hands, about to lecture you on how this was akin to theft. But the red droplets running down your leg caught his attention.

“Tell me what on earth you did had in mind… hey, what's it…?” Olruggio lifted you by the back of your peter pan collar, grumbling about the possible stupidities you could have committed while he was rejoicing in his four hours of daily sleep.

“Well, I…”

“I’ve told you plenty of times not to mess ‘round with spells if I’m not watching you!”

“You see…”

“And also not to go wandering outside without my permission!”

“Master Olly, stop it and listen to me! I got my period! For the first time! I hate and I don't want to be lectured now, alright?!”

Quickly, Olruggio set you down on the floor.

He is a practical man, focused on tools and utilitarian spells; helping a little girl deal with such an intimate biological transition is completely out of the comfort zone of a wizard with such a pragmatic exterior.

It was expected that you would be embarrassed, but it seems the feeling ricocheted.

Olruggio stammered incoherent sentences, trying to calm you down (and to calm himself as well).

“Well, that’s normal… I mean, at your age… I should have been expecting it, dammit…” he covered his own face, the link rings shimmering between his knuckles.

“Right, right…” he took a deep breath. “It’s normal… it’s even healthy, I mean… if it took too long to happen, then it would be a problem! But why right now of all times…? Gosh, at least if Qifrey was here… he has four of your kind. I'm sure he has already dealt with it…”

“Master Olly…” you grabbed the wizard's robes. He held your shoulders.

“It hurts, doesn't it…?”

“Yes, and I ruined my sheets…”

“Fine, fine, that doesn't matter! Come here…” Olruggio pulled you into an embrace, his thumb caressing the back of your neck.

“The snugstone isn't out yet, we can't use something so… rustic. I haven't even given it to Qifrey! You can't go touching it.” he grumbled. “But first we have to deal with this.” Your master's eyes drifted down to the shimmering crimson stripe on your leg. You nodded.

Olruggio nudged you into the bathroom, hyper-focused on solving the problem as quickly as possible. The office was a mess, but the kind of mess where only its architect knows the exact position of each utility.

A friendly and soft fabric to wrap a handful of linen—it was what Olruggio had learned through conversations he had occasionally overheard.

He only had to bring it all together.

“Master Olly, what do I do about the blood?”

“Hold on, sweetie. I’m almost there.”

If he had ever asked how Qifrey dealt with it…

You reached the workshop bed—the one Olruggio rarely used, since he usually slept at his own desk—, finally lying down flat on your back.

“Are you sure nothing is going to leak, Master Olly…?”

Olruggio scratched his head, he had pondered the same thing.

“Ah, who knows. If it leaks we’ll figure it out later, it doesn't matter right now.” he kissed your forehead, taking a step back.

With the rings properly connected, a wave of heat spreads from the troubled area to the rest of your body, entwining every muscle like a vine embracing a picket fence.

“Hmmm, this feels so good!” you rejoiced, stretching out your legs, which were once painful to move.

“Great, great…” Olruggio sighed more fervently than you, sitting down before you and keeping the link rings connected. “Look, this is normal…” he continued.

You looked at him curiously.

“I just mean that if anyone tells you how ‘you’re a big girl from now on’ and blah, blah, blah, that’s a load of garbage. You’re the exact same person, nobody changes so fastly…”

“But it really is a bit weird…”

“Whenever this happens, you tell me, alright? About the snugstone, maybe making it rigid isn't a good idea… I mean, it would be kind of annoying to use it in these situations if it’s stuck to that harsh shape.”

“You could hold it in place for me! Then there's no problem!”

“Sure, muffin. I won't leave your side anyway… so I don't think it'll be that much of a hassle.”

Now, all he cared about was cooking you an iron rich meal and begging that he had managed a decent protection from leakage…

[bladeoflove-garden]

🪻☆ LOHEN - HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU (pt.1)

First time writing for Lohen.

I was so anxious and so scared to post this — a character I love so much, but who, deep down, is so complex that he kept me busy for days writing so little.

I truly hope you like it ~

☆ Thorns: no one

☆ Flowers included: Lohen beginning to fall in love / reader still unaware of Lohen's feelings

》 • Masterlist: Lohen • 《

》 • All Masterlist • 《

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☆ So discreet when the attraction toward you begins that only after the signs repeat themselves over and over again would someone more used to Lohen’s presence begin to notice that he pays more attention to you than he should.

A shift of his gaze focused on you during some patrol or while walking through the city.

When you pass through the hallway where he is, bored, leaning against the wall while tossing his dagger upward and catching it back in his hand, and Lohen holds it still instead of making it spin in the air once more — his attentive gaze follows you, and Lohen only returns to what he was doing when you disappear from sight.

☆ He denies being interested in you — but denies it with his eyes fixed on you while he walks and you are distracted in the distance.

Depending on who is with him — and on how bored the subject makes him — Lohen does not mind letting it show that his main attention is on what you are doing in the background.

However, when his companion gives up on talking to Lohen and tries to leave to solve with another superior whatever needs to be solved, they will immediately be surprised by the dagger flying close to their hand already on the door handle.

Lohen’s eyes are still fixed on you.

— I’ll take the camp in the south. Gather the forces to deal with what is being raised in the north. If Varka has problems in the southwest, I’ll get there in time to solve the problem.

Well, at least Lohen was listening to every word of the conversation.

☆ Absolutely: an eagle eye on you while you go on with your tasks during the day. He absorbs the details about you and still does what he needs to do naturally.

Discreet and efficient.

Fast and effective.

☆ Once, you crossed paths in one of the hallways. He was leaving a meeting with Varka, you were entering to deliver some papers.

Trying to make space for Lohen and two other knights to pass, you bumped into the nearby furniture and the decorative vase wobbled.

It was already halfway to the floor and you were already expecting the loud crash of shards when... Nothing.

With grace and agility, Lohen reaches the vase and returns it to its place as if his reflexes were a mere triviality.

He greeted you with an ironic comment without being cruel — not as he could be. What Lohen expects — with his attentive gaze — is your reaction: he wants to know if you get embarrassed or feel confronted, if he hits your pride or some insecurity.

He amuses himself even more if you try to hide any reaction, if you try to act indifferent or merely “professional.”

Lohen sees through your mask and is satisfied by being able to penetrate your social defenses.

☆ He questions himself deeply about why he is so interested in you if you are... Normal.

If he has to spend five more minutes observing you while you have done nothing interesting all day besides solving everyday situations, Lohen feels like he will doze off from boredom leaning against that very post.

He forces himself to leave, but it irritates him how much effort he needed to make — a part of Lohen seemed willing to suffer deep boredom in exchange for being able to continue contemplating you.

☆ Lohen may, until then, not have gone after you; he believes he has no reason to distract himself with you and these feelings while there is an entire world of enemies to hunt out there.

☆ Please, let a romantic interest appear in your life. Lohen will love having a “rival” to compete against.

It certainly would not be a competition to win you over — not directly, not intentionally.

Maybe he does not have much to do at first, especially if the guy is only an ordinary civilian; but things change in tone if that guy joins the Knights of Favonius: Lohen will certainly have a new target to experiment with.

☆ (The deepest part of him wishes that you would see and witness his true personality in action, at its peak — and not run away. However, this early on, he does not want to scare you)

Lohen will play with you and test you, and infiltrate your life without formally asking permission, but every step is calculated, both in how much he shows you and in how much he allows you to see.

☆ You will know that Lohen has a different or exclusive interest in you when you notice that he always opens doors for you when he has the chance.

But only for you.

Any other person who comes right after you, Lohen pretends not to have seen: he closes the door immediately — and, depending on who it is, he may still make an ironic comment about that person not paying attention or not having enough reflexes to deal with a door.

At that moment, the smile he gives you is gentle. And when he opens his eyes as he turns his back and leaves, the reddish glow in his irises is intense enough to cause a shiver of worry in your conscience — it is like the gaze of a beast circling its prey in the middle of the night, undecided whether such interest is hunting instinct from hunger or a threatened ego.

Hope you enjoyed! 💐