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OKAY BUT LIKE FEM/READER IN LABOR TO DANTE'S KID?? HOW WOULD DAT LOOK LIKE?? (I saw one of ur fics and immediately ur my fav writer)

I'M YOUR FAVORITE?! Omg that literally means so much! Okay frens bear with me I've never had a child so I'll so my bestest!

Devils Don’t Panic (Dante Does, Apparently)

Dante x pregnant!Reader

Warnings: I've decided that you're giving birth in the shop bc you cannot have a demon child at a hospital muah, Kyrie is helping you give birth because I head cannon her as a Neonatal Nurse, everyone catching strays, cursing

“Breathe.”

“I am breathing,” Dante snapped.

“You’re not the one in labor.”

“I KNOW THAT.”

Another contraction hit and you grabbed the front of his jacket hard enough that a lesser man probably would’ve folded immediately. Dante barely reacted to the grip. The panic in his face, though? Priceless

“This is your fault,” you hissed through clenched teeth.

“That feels unfair.”

“You did this to me.”

“Takes two people, babe-OW-okay, alright, fair enough.” You released his jacket only to grab his arm instead as the pain eased slightly.

The Devil May Cry shop was in complete disarray. One of the couches had been shoved aside. Towels were everywhere. Nero had nearly kicked the front door off its hinges trying to carry supplies in fast enough, and Dante looked like he was two seconds away from having a full spiritual collapse.

“You said we had more time!” he stressed.

“How was I supposed to know?!” you shot back.

“I had a PLAN!”

“You don’t even plan lunch, idiot!”

“That’s DIFFERENT!” he points in your face.

"If you don't get that damn finger out of my face, I'm going to bite. it. OFF!" you snapped

Across the room, Nero looked deeply, deeply uncomfortable as he held an armful of blankets.

“I’m gonna be honest,” he said carefully, “I fight demons better than I handle… this.”

“You’re doing great,” Kyrie assured him gently.

Kyrie, unlike every other person in the room, actually looked calm. Competent, even. Which currently made her the most powerful person in the building. Meanwhile, Vergil stood near the jukebox with his arms crossed, somehow looking exactly as composed as always. Which was irritating.

“Why is he calm?” You pointed at him accusingly.

Vergil regarded you evenly. “Panicking would not improve the situation.”

Dante looked borderline offended. “Okay, well, sorry for loving my wife.”

“I did not say otherwise.”

“You implied it.” Dante argued.

“I implied you are loud.”

Another contraction hit before Dante could argue back.

“Oh okay- nope! forget him- holy shit your demon baby is trying to rip me apart!!”

Dante immediately dropped to your side again. “Hey, hey, hey- look at me.”

You grabbed his hand hard enough to threaten circulation. He let you. Actually, correction- he squeezed back immediately, thumb rubbing anxiously over your knuckles while he looked at you like he’d fight the universe itself if it would make this easier.

“You’re okay,” he said quickly.

“You don’t know that.”

“Right, sorry, bad wording. You’re... uh... strong?”

“That sounded stupid.” You gave him a look. “It sounded very stupid.”

“Okay, yeah, I heard it after I said it.”

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Dante had been unbearable for the entire pregnancy. Protective in the most irritating ways possible. You reached for something on a high shelf once and this man practically teleported across the room.

“I got it.”

“…I can reach that.”

“Yeah, but what if you fall?” he said.

“It’s a shelf, Dante.” you sighed.

“People die from shelves probably.”

you rolled your eyes. “No, they don’t.”

“You don’t know that.” he argued.

And don’t even get started on the cravings. At two in the morning, you’d muttered that strawberries sounded good. Dante had crashed through the shop door like a man on a divine mission. Three hours later, he returned dramatically covered in rain, holding up one slightly crushed carton.

“I have succeeded.” he smiled to himself.

Vergil took one look at him and said, “You appear feral.”

“I went to three stores.”

“You could have waited until morning.” Vergil said simply.

“She wanted strawberries now.” he shrugged like that explained everything. To Dante it did.

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Now, though, the reality was finally hitting him. You’d never seen him this stressed. Not against demons. Not during fights. Not even when he and Vergil nearly killed each other over stupid brother issues. But this? This had him pacing holes into the floor between contractions while Kyrie repeatedly tried to make him sit down.

“Dante,” she said patiently, “you are making her more anxious.”

“I’m not trying to!”

“You’re yelling.” Kyrie answered.

“I’m emotionally invested!”

“You’re spiraling.”

“I KNOW.” he shouted.

At one point, Kyrie asked Nero to boil water and he stared at her like she’d handed him a nuclear bomb.

“…How?”

Kyrie blinked. “…On... the stove?”

“Right. Yeah. Right.”

Vergil exhaled quietly through his nose.

“I share blood with this man,” he told himself. “Remarkable.”

“Oh, shut up.” Nero called.

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Hours later, you were exhausted and Dante looked worse.

“You look terrible,” you told him weakly.

“I’m stressed.”

“You’re stressed?!” you shouted.

“I’m emotionally supporting you!”

“You almost passed out earlier!”

“In my defense, there was a lot happening!” he huffed out.

“You fight giant monsters!”

“Yeah, but they’re not our baby!”

That shut the room up for a second. Even Vergil glanced over. Dante rubbed a hand over his face immediately after, clearly realizing how emotional he sounded.

“…Man,” he muttered quietly, “I really love this kid already.”

Your expression softened instantly. Oh, there he was. Not the cocky hunter. Not the loud idiot. Just Dante. Your Dante. Terrified and excited and trying so hard to hold himself together for you. You reached for his hand again, this time more gently.

“C’mere.”

He moved immediately.

You tugged him down enough to press your forehead against his.

“You’re doing okay,” you murmured.

Dante laughed weakly. “Pretty sure I’m not.”

“You are.” you insisted.

Another contraction interrupted before he could answer. Immediately his entire expression shifted again.

“Okay, okay- breathing right- uhhh-” he stuttered through his words.

You started laughing despite yourself. “Dante.”

“What?!”

“You’re panicking harder than me.”

“I KNOW.”

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A cry filled the shop, and everything stopped completely. Dante froze. You froze. The whole room just… paused. Kyrie carefully placed the baby into your arms and Dante stared like he couldn’t fully process what he was seeing. A small head of white hair and tiny vibrant blue irises looking right back at him.

“…Whoa,” he whispered.

You looked down, exhausted and emotional and completely overwhelmed all at once. Tiny. So tiny. Dante slowly sat beside you like sudden movements might somehow break reality.

“That’s…” He swallowed hard. “That’s our girl?”

You laughed softly. “Yeah, idiot.”

His eyes never left her, and for maybe the first time in his life Dante Sparda had absolutely nothing clever to say. He just looked wrecked by love.

Behind you, Vergil spoke quietly. “…The child has your eyes.”

Dante blinked rapidly like he’d just remembered other people existed.

“RIGHT?!” he said immediately, emotional devastation gone in a split second. “Did you see that? That’s MY kid!”

Vergil looked unimpressed. “You contributed biologically. Do not become arrogant.”

“I’m gonna teach her sword tricks.”

“You will wait until she can stand.” you said.

“She’s already strong, I can tell.”

“She is six minutes old, babe.” you stated.

“She’s got potential.”

You groaned tiredly.

Kyrie laughed softly from nearby while Nero looked like he still hadn’t emotionally recovered from the experience. "Kyrie please promise me we won't do this to ourselves."

Girl dad Dante cannon

[momomibud]

alhaitham x spouse!reader fanfic pretty please with a cherry on top

You got it! I decided to go with headcanons on this one, so hopefully you like them, Anon!

|| Featuring GN!Reader ||

|| TW: Suggestive ||

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If favoritism had a person representing it, Alhaitham would be that person

One moment, Alhaitham is chastizing Kaveh for not doing his share of the chores, the next, Alhaitham is pressing a chaste kiss to your temple and brewing you your favorite tea or coffee

Kaveh will whine about this blatant unfairness, and Alhaitham denies it every time

And it's not just with Kaveh; it's always been incredibly noticeable that Alhaitham treats you differently from others

His shoulders loosen, eyes soften, and a faint smile appears on his lips every time you enter the room

You've always been able to put him at ease

Whenever he is up late at night, working on the job he wanted to refuse, you coming into his office with a cup of coffee and your sweet smile made the work worth it

And while Alhaitham is typically cold and calculating, if it involves you, he's much warmer and considerate, at least in his own way

From small things, like putting a blanket over you when you stayed up too late on the couch, or picking you up to bring you to your shared bed, Alhaitham is set on taking care of you, even if it could be seen as trivial

The only thing he's even slightly regretted about your marriage is not getting soundproof rooms for your shared home with Kaveh

The number of times he's complained about the two of you being noisy at night and ruining his sleep is nearly in the hundreds, which ends with small promises to be quieter and less disruptive

But... this is Alhaitham we're talking about, and he doesn't half-ass anything when it comes to you

He's a bit insaitable in that department, but only because he has the most attractive spouse in Teyvat; he will argue that, and anyone who disagrees is promptly shut down

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Kind of an abrupt end, but I couldn't think of anything else. Sorry TwT

[saetoru]

Chaing your wallpaper to an ugly pic of them and not telling <3

JUJUTSU KAISEN + SETTING YOUR WALLPAPER AS AN UGLY PHOTO OF THEM

☰ CHARACTERS ⋮ gojo satoru, geto suguru, fushiguro toji, itadori yuji, fushiguro megumi

— contents ⋮ fluff + sfw, slightly suggestive at toji’s — minors do not follow me though i’m an 18+ blog

— notes ⋮ THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA

𖧷 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 

gojo has never seen a bad picture of himself before—not until now, at least. he stares at the picture on your lock screen in pure shock, grimacing slightly at how his lips are parted and his cheek is smooshed against your chest. he even thinks that’s a tiny bit of drool on his lips, and he stares at you with narrowed eyes and a pout. 

“sweetheart, you have to change this picture,” he whines, “if megumi sees this he’ll be so mean—you have no idea how mean kids his age can be, it’s ridiculous!”

“what’s ridiculous is you getting hurt over a kid in the first place,” you snort, smiling fondly at the image on your phone. gojo looks relaxed for once, nestled comfortably against your chest as his body drapes over yours—you’d snapped the picture as blackmail at first, but the soft flush of his cheeks and the slight crinkle on his nose makes you rethink if it was ever ugly to be blackmail in the first place. 

“hey! you’re just as rude,” he huffs, “are you hanging out with him more? he’ll be mean to you too, just watch. and then i’ll—”

“you look cute, toru,” you hum, smiling gently as you stare at the photo. he blinks at the way your eyes soften as they fix on him through the screen, and he thinks for a moment that maybe there’s not one bad photo of him after all. 

“yeah, you’re right. only i could make drooling adorable,” he grins smugly, plopping himself to lay on your chest, sighing quietly when your fingers thread through his hair. 

“besides, megumi already has the photo.”

𖧷 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

“what is this?” geto demands, showing you your lock screen. he’d only went to check the time, but the sight waiting for him was almost a jumpscare if he’s ever seen one—and of his own face, no less. giggling, you take the phone from him, admiring your handy work. 

“it’s a picture,” you grin cheekily, making him roll his eyes as he glares at you. it’s a horrendous picture, and he wants you to change it. immediately. his hair is a mess—and geto suguru takes his hair rather seriously. 

“i can see that, genius,” he says flatly, “but why is it your lock screen? change it,” he demands, crossing his arms and pulling away when you try to wrap your arms around his neck. whining, you tug at his bicep, pouting at him to let you cling against his body, but he only pulls away as he narrows his eyes at you.

“but suguru, it’s so cute!”

“it’s hideous,” he grunts, lips curling in disgust.

“yeah and oddly cute,” you argue, poking his cheek. you giggle once more, grinning in victory when he caves and wraps his arms around your waist. he gives your ass a slight squeeze, chuckling when you gasp and swat at his shoulder. 

“wait till i get a bad picture of you,” he grumbles, “see if you think it’s cute then.”

𖧷 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

“the fuck is this?” toji demands gruffly, eyebrow raised as he waits for your answer. turning your face away from him with a hmph, you promptly ignore him, which makes his eyes narrow. 

every time you and toji have a slight disagreement, it becomes your mission to become the bane of his existence—like right now, for example. last night’s argument has been your excuse to slowly drive him insane, and this picture is your new attempt. 

and so is the silent treatment. 

“think i asked a question, doll,” he scowls, “what is up with this photo? it’s hideous. ”

“would you rather i use another man’s photo for my lock screen then?” you raise a brow, crossing your arms as you finally turn to look at him. he glares at you, as though even just the idea is an insult. “you’re lucky the picture’s still you after last night,” you say flatly. 

toji is as stubborn as you, however, so he blinks for a moment before a lopsided smirk tugs at his scarred lips, a casual shrug falling off his shoulders as he hums. 

“alright,” he says smoothly, “i’ll just have to use a picture from the other night to settle the score,” he grins, watching as your eyes widen when you register his words. scowling, you poke a finger at his chest as you glare at him. 

“you’d better not! don’t you dare even think about using such obscene—”

“then i think you should start bein’ a bit nicer to me, doll,” he says, voice husky as his lips hover over your mouth, “cause i got plenty of pictures i’m dyin’ to use,” he grins before pressing his lips to yours as your breath hitches in your throat. 

𖧷 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈

itadori glances at your phone screen as you unlock it, flinching a little to himself when he sees that it’s been changed to such an unflattering photo. pouting, he nudges his head onto your chest as your hand buries into his hair immediately, threading through the soft locks. 

“baby, why’d you have to use that picture?” he whines, huffing into your shirt. you chuckle, pressing a kiss to his forehead as you lock your phone to admire the lock screen you’ve set. 

“what do you mean? it’s so cute, yuji! you look adorable,” you insist, turning the screen to him so he can get a better look. he shields his eyes dramatically, making your head fall back against the pillow as you giggle. 

“i look like i need a trigger warning,” he groans, but you only hum, turning the phone back to yourself and staring at the picture in awe—he doesn’t quite remember when you snapped it, or how for that matter, but you stare at the picture like it’s special. a small part of his heart races at how your gaze softens when it falls on him through the screen.

“that’s so rude, i’m a good photographer,” you insist, “and plus you always look cute.”

“well, if you say so,” he mumbles, blush dusting across his cheeks as you lean and kiss them sweetly. 

𖧷 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

megumi raises a brow when you set your phone down, staring at the picture you’ve set of him—it’s not the best picture, but he watches as you smile slightly and stare at the photo for a moment before turning to him. 

“i uh…didn’t realize i was your lock screen,” he mumbles, blushing as you giggle and cup his cheeks. he leans into your palms, relaxing slightly while your thumb traces over the warm skin. 

“i had to, that picture is so cute,” you beam, “you’re so cute, gumi,” you hum before planting a scatter of soft pecks along his cheeks, pressing one last one over the tip of his nose. he grunts, blushing deeper as he rolls his eyes. 

“of course, you’d pick the worst picture ever,” he grumbles, but his hands grip your waist tightly, bringing you flush against his chest as you gasp. 

“i picked the best one! you’re just a hater,” you pout, “and you’re actually smiling for once, too! try being less of a grump, sometimes,” you poke at his cheek, making him throw you a glare—but it’s soft, doesn’t quite match the soft gaze in his eyes. 

“i picked a better picture of you for mine,” he raises a brow. you wriggle yours, pinching his cheek as you giggle. 

“aw, i’m your wallpaper too? how romantic of you,” you tease, laughing when his blush rises to the tip of his ears before he scowls and pulls away, only for you to bring him into a sweet kiss. 

© hanmas do not plagiarize, repost, translate to other sites, or recommend on platforms outside tumblr such as tik tok

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YOUR MAN who tries to deny the growing feelings in his heart, averting their gaze away from you and going back to whatever they were doing, only for you to end up consuming every space in his brain.

he tries to play it cool, brushing off every questions and assumptions from their friends and coworkers about him 'crushing' on you. that's nonsense, how could they get such impression? intolerable. what was that? they saw him placing his hand below the table while you were leaning down to grab something, so you wouldn't risk bumping your head? nonono, he just didn't know where to put his hand and it somehow, coincidentally, ended up protecting you, nothing more. and then his friends were like "yeah, right, nothing more."

YOUR MAN who's willing to peel the skin off of your orange for you, who choose to walk closer to the road whenever you tag along, who always gives in when you tell them to act silly with you, who comes up behind you when you're trying to grab a book on high shelves, who opens the door for you—whether you're entering a restaurant, a car, or your house.

YOUR MAN who places his hand beside your head in a bumpy ride so you won't get hurt, who blows on your hot drink before giving it to you, who will gently kiss your scars, injuries, and every tears you shed. hell, he'd even remove whoever causes you pain from existence—unless you don't want them to, because only you are allowed (& able) to command them.

YOUR MAN who fails to be subtle and blush whenever you care for him, no matter how small the gesture is, they always notice. he feels like going back to being a highschooler having his first crush—actually, you are his first crush, since he never cared much for romance until you came.

YOUR MAN who's horrible at hiding his emotions, making everyone roll their eyes whenever he starts acting all cool and unbothered around you. we know you love them, stop pretending bud.

[ʚ♡ɞ] blade, alhaitham, neuvillette, dan heng, dan feng, leviathan, wriothesley, albedo, diluc, zayne, luocha, veritas ratio, xiao + your faves <3

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comparing hand sizes with hsr men!

feat. veritas, dan heng, blade, aventurine! uhh slight size kink but overall it's fluff, reader has smaller hands, gender neutral reader, suggestive at the end for blade (can't help it),

— veritas ratio

would reply to your request with a "what a waste of time" and the heaviest sigh you've ever heard, but does it anyway. i think his hands are big, and veiny too. his fingers are on the thicker side.

loves seeing how small you are compared to him but won't admit it. after realizing the size difference, he will starts getting touchier—holding your waist when walking, guiding your hand from behind during study sessions, and will also hold your hand when you two are sleeping.

— aventurine

smiles wider when he heard your request and casually rise his hands to meet yours, probably thinking of how cute that request is.

aventurine's hands are soft and pretty, with long and slender fingers adorned with rings—except for the ring finger (he wants you to be the one who puts a ring on it)

— dan heng

gets confused but does as you say, gently taking your hand and place his palm against yours. also has pretty hands, with the fingers being thicker than aventurine.

+ when you tried taking pictures of your hands pressed together, his fingers slide between yours to hold your hand. just in case you post it. he wants everyone to know that you're taken and doesn't mistake his hand as a friend's.

— blade

he refuses at first, since his injuries can never heal. his other hand? it's calloused, due to constant fighting and forging back in the day. but you reassure him that it's fine, that you love his hands and he gives in. blade can't reject your request when you're so sweet to him simp.

big hands. thick fingers. again, rough. veiny (obviously). very nimble yet strong (have you seen his idle? the way he twirls his heavy ass sword? now imagine if those fingers are curling inside you—)

[lancermylove]

The Tallest Get Headpats (HC)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: Malleus, Jack, Floyd, Jade, Sebek, Leona, Vil, Idia, Trey, Rook, Cater, Azul, Silver with gn!Reader.

Warning: None

Prompt: Short reader tries to pat his head.

A/N: Arranged by tallest to shortest for everyone above 175 cm.

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Malleus appeared surprised at first, given that no one had tried to reach for or pat his head, not even Lilia - at least not after Malleus became an adult.

He found your act endearing as it was rare for anyone to show affection towards him.

Smiling gently, he bent down to make it easier for you to pat his head. The prince was more than happy to accept your pats, though he didn't know the reason behind your sweet action. But he wasn't complaining.

Malleus was amused and happy as he studied your sparkling eyes. "(Y/n), you are adorable. I could consume you whole."

Shifting your eyes to Malleus, you looked at him questioningly, to which he laughed.

Rook studied you briefly but directly asked what you were trying to do. When you told him you wanted to pat his head, he removed his hat and graciously bowed.

Giggling, you gave him a few head pats. But once you were done, Rook spoke loudly, startling you. "Mon coeur!"

With a chivalrous demeanor, the hunter got down on one knee and took your hand. He pressed his lips to the back of your hand.

His eyes sparkled as he flashed you a so-in-love smile. "Mon/Ma chéri(e), your endearing gesture had awakened my dormant heart. From this moment forth, mon coeur est à toi!"

Silver curiously watched you getting onto the garden's low retention wall. But he quickly hurried close to you when you stood up on it because he didn't want you to lose your balance and hurt yourself.

However, he didn't expect you to pat his head. For a moment, he stared at you, surprised, but soon, a gentle smile tugged on his lips.

He might not have said anything, but Silver appreciated your sweet gesture. As you patted his head, he stood still, enjoying the warmth and comfort your gesture brought to his heart.

Cater was surprised when you reached for his head and patted it in the middle of the conversation. He didn't know what he did to deserve a head pat, but Cater was happy. Out of habit, he took out his phone and snapped a selfie, capturing the moment permanently.

He pinched your cheeks. "You are too cute."

Without warning, Cater picked you up and spun you around, laughing with you. When he put you down, Cater brought his face down to your height and placed your hand on top of his head again.

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[maopll]

HOW THEY KISS YOU

— ASSERTIVE KISS

Since they have been in a seat of great power and responsibility, more often than not, their professional and assertive behaviour reflects in the way they kiss you. It is formal yet gentlemanly, soft, and even quite lovely. Yet you can't help but feel his more possessive instinct pop up whenever you feel his lips on your. Pulling you towards his body by your waist and a hand under your chin, he lifts your face towards his and kisses you after locking your eyes with his. You barely have to even do anything because, love, all you gotta do is relax and let him handle it. The fun in their kisses is that they are quite longlasting, so you're able to enjoy it more and more.

— neuvillette, AYATO, ALHAITHAM, diluc, DAN HENG, SUNDAY, diavolo, MALLEUS.

— PASSIONATE KISS

Kisses with him don't just end with one but multiple. Each has a different story to tell. They start gently only to end with both of you breathing heavily because once he's into kissing you, the sweet taste of your lips has him drunk and dazed. He just has to get more. He locks his lips with yours and gently threads his finger in your hair while his other hand supports your body by holding your waist. He kisses every part of yours. From your lips to making his way to your neck and ending it with another chaste kiss on your lips cause, oh, god, you taste heavenly.

— ZHONGLI, ARGENTI, dr ratio, welt, KAEYA, ayato, VIL, luocha.

— SLOPPY KISS

No matter the time of the day, he gives the sloppiest kisses to you, and you can't even complain because you know they contain his full declaration of love for you. He would gently lift your fingers between his fingers and kiss your lips softly and carefully as if you'd disappear any moment. While they last for short moments, you receive them more throughout the day, no matter in public or in private. Sometimes, he would even gaze at your lips with a lazy grin on his face as he would caress your lips with his thumb calling you endearments.

— JING YUAN, kaeya, BELPHIE, beelzebub, LEONA.

— ROUGH KISS

Fereverent. That's how his kisses are. His hands do not stay in one place. Whenever he would kiss you, they would caress every part of your body as if they have a mind of their own. His kisses are long. While you might close your eyes in the midst of it, his eyes are fixated on your face, observing every single emotion or noise you might make. You have to wrap your arms around his neck, and you might fall from how intense his kisses are. He would press your bodies together tightly as if you'd escape, but we all know that that won't happen.

— CHILDE, wriothesley, zhongli, MAMMON, itto, alhaitham, BLADE.

[fragaria-imagines]

Hello!

I believe you haven't done hugging headcanons for Noir bouquet yet, right? If that's true, than it'd be really nice if you could. I know it's been a while since the last hugging headcanons, but still

Thank you very much in advance ^^

Since the ask box was closed around Noir MV debut, I was sad I couldn’t continue the tradition, so thank you for requesting them^^!!

Badobarm: It may come as a surprise to a lot of people, but Badobarm is actually quite touchy and affectionate, though he won’t always act upon those impulses. His preferred way of hugging, is hugging you from behind when you least expect it, and burying his head at the crook of your neck. He is also very warm, so hugging him is like hugging a furnace, great for cuddling during the cold season….not so much for the hot weather.

Chaco: Everything about Chaco is so flighty and fast paced, because he’s always on the go. Chaco is the type to give you a quick cheek kiss, a flighty kiss on the lips, or even a slap on the butt before dashing off, but giving you a proper hug is a rare occurrence. On the off chance that he gives you a hug, it’s usually a side hug, since it’s a lot more casual and gives him a chance to run off faster.

Arupek: Arupek loves hugs! He’s the group designated hugger, and would hug everyone and everybody, especially if they’re having a bad day. Unlike the rest of his members, he finds no shame or embarrassment in hugging people or showing affection, and would hug people out of the blue for no reason, other than he just felt like it. His hugs are firm and strong, giving you the best bear hugs, it’s impossible to escape his grasp!

Tuxam: While he doesn’t mind hugs, he’s not quite the hugger either. He gets embarrassed very easily, and would rather avoid being put in an awkward or embarrassing predicament. But if you were to ask for an hug, he would definitely comply! After all, what kind of gentleman would he be, if he denied your simple request? His hugs are kind of stiff and awkward, not the kind of hugs that you expect from a gentleman, but they’re filled with love and warmth, nonetheless!

Hangyon: Similar to Arupek, Hangyon is very touchy and affectionate, though his source of affection stems from wanting to mess with you and the members, rather than youthful innocence. He likes to drape his entire body all over you when giving you a hug, and while that can be very sweet, it can get very annoying, especially when you’re in the middle of knight duties or doing something. Hangyon is also very clingy, never letting you go from his grasp, so you’re stuck with him draped on top of you, till further notice.

Pikero: He doesn’t mind receiving hugs, and is actually open to being hugged by you, but actually initiating it? Easier said than done. While, Pikero believes that actions speak louder than words, that goes more in the lines of “acts of service”, and while he doesn’t mind receiving physical affection, it’s not something he actively thinks about. So, when he hugs you, it’s a bit awkward and stiff, but it’s a rare occurrence, and you’re just happy that he cares so much about you to step outside his comfort zone, once in a while.

[catscidr]

// how genshin men would kabedon you //

i. note — im stuck in bed because of cramps help me i wanted to be productive today but i can't Write Good…… so i wrote something self indulgent silly to get my mind off of the pain instead _(´ཀ`」 ∠) _ ueue ii. cw — fluff/crack, gn!reader, suggestive if you squint rly hard, you're shorter than them in the third part for convenience's sake, not rly proofread im melting

standard kabedon with one arm ↳ alhaitham, diluc, zhongli ˎˊ˗

immediately understood what you meant when you asked if he could “kabedon” you. he either he read about it somewhere or it’s just something he picked up from overhearing others talk about it in passing— you’d tease him for being “nosy” if you weren’t so flustered at the sight of him looking down at you with such a straight face.

your gaze travels down from his face, to his neck, to his bicep… close to you… and his forearm… that’s even closer to you… you’re so focused on his strong masculine arm that you don’t catch the slight blush tinting his cheeks.

whew. is it just you or is it getting hot in here?

standard kabedon but with both arms ↳ albedo, xiao, lyney ˎˊ˗

he either knew what a kabedon was already or you had to explain it to him and he… misunderstood a little bit.

or maybe he didn’t. maybe it was on purpose. maybe caging you in with both of his arms was what he was planning all along while you sheepishly explained what a kabedon entailed…!

or maybe he doesn’t want to admit that he zoned out while you were talking because all he thought about was how cute you looked, all flushed and embarrassed. yeah. that’s definitely not what happened. of course not

invades your personal space and backs you up into the wall without even using his arms ↳ pantalone, ayato, dottore ˎˊ˗

he pretended not to know what a was kabedon because’s he’s mean. while you tried to explain what it entailed (while sweating nervously from how hard he was staring at you), he slowly closed the distance between the two of you before you realized just how close he was.

he was taller than you, so he had to bend down at the waist to be at eye-level with you… and the action didn’t help your poor little heart. you could smell his cologne and gods did you feel your knees go weak.

but on the bright side, if your legs give out he’ll be close enough to catch you before you bust your head open! such a gentleman

forget using arms, he’ll use his leg to pin you to the wall instead ↳ itto, cyno, childe ˎˊ˗

why be like everyone else when he can show off instead? you think he might have been a bird in another life because this isn’t a kabedon, it has to be some sort of courting ritual or… something.

at least it’s working, though. your face is flushed, you’re holding back a smile and your heart is racing against your ribcage.

the only downside if that your face is buried in your hands; if it wasn’t, you’re sure your curiosity would get the better of you and you’d end up looking. don’t ask where, you know what i mean

….you kabedon him. ↳ wanderer, baizhu, neuvillette, webttore ˎˊ˗

he either straight up refused to do it or was so utterly puzzled by what on earth a “kabedon” even was that you had to show him.

cue a strained gasp, his brows either raised to the heavens or furrowed so hard he would immediately get wrinkles, and a blush that you would never let yourself forget. maybe you should do this more often.

but be careful, he might turn the tables and catch you off guard to kabedon you someday as payback. oh no! terrible, i know

[shizukano]

Nap dream...

(Kinich x reader)

~

He wasn't sure when he had fallen asleep. But by the time Kinich woke up, it was to the sight of you resting peacefully on his chest, napping away so comfortably.

Carefully, he moved away the hair in your face, giving him a clearer view of your beauty. Honestly, he was tempted to kiss you right then and there. That was, until your eyes slowly fluttered open...

"Hm? Oh, you're awake...mornin'...", you smiled sleepily at him.

'Cute...'

"It's technically evening..."

"Good evening then, smarty pants...", you replied jokingly, rubbing your face against his chest, as if trying to make yourself comfortable on him once more.

"Sorry I woke you..."

"Not at all...now that you're awake, I can ask you what you were dreaming about"

"Dream?", he asked curiously.

Did you suddenly turn into a mind reader? How exactly did you know he dreamt of you?

"Mhm...you were calling out my name..."

That easily made his ears burn... It seems he had ratted himself out. Unconsciously.

"Oh..."

Sensing his embarrassment, you moved up further, nuzzling his heated neck before laying a gentle kiss.

"I'll dream about you tonight then. So come visit me, so you can show it to me instead..."

"...Can I show it to you in reality too? I'll make that dream come true for both of us"

"I'd love that..."

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

As an eepy, helpless romantic.. how about a gender neutral reader who secretly loves to sing but rarely does it when they think someone is there. Now imagine their s/o waking to the reader singing to them, so soft yet filled with love and devotion.

For Leona, Jamil, Silver, Malleus, and Jack, please!

Jack Howl:

When you began to sing Jack feared his ear twitch might have alerted you to the fact he was actually awake but it seemed you were too absorbed in your song to notice. He wished you did this more, not wanting to put pressure on you to perform but… When you were good at something, shouldn’t you show it off a bit more? He didn’t mean for you to turn it into a job. Even if he was your audience he thinks it would be nice, wondering if there was a way for him to bring the topic up without embarrassing you.

Jamil Viper:

Jamil had to admit he didn’t know you had it in you. There was a natural melodic quality to your voice, in his opinion, but it didn’t mean he knew you had this hidden talent. While the sound is quite relaxing it’s the lyrics that leave him feeling unsettled. A confession in metaphors but a confession nonetheless, admiring him and his beauty, relating to the peaceful moment you were having now. He struggled to relate the song to himself but your lyrics were undeniably about him, for him, even if you didn’t realize he was listening.

Leona Kingscholar:

Leona didn’t interrupt, never letting you know he had woken up while you were singing. There had been a handful of times where he’d heard the pleasant sound of your voice drifting down the halls but you always stopped the moment you knew he was nearby; he suspected he only heard you at all because his hearing was sharper than the average person. He thought it was a pleasant way to fall asleep, yet he couldn’t ignore the love behind your words, the way your fingers stroked through his hair carefully to not wake him. It’s hard to drift off to sleep after these revelations, as for once reality felt better than his dreams.

Malleus Draconia:

Malleus feels as if you’re putting a spell on him, leaving him frozen in time but rather than feeling uncomfortable, it was like you had wrapped a warm blanket around him. He can’t recall ever hearing you sing before, wondering how often you did it. Did you do it while doing chores, or practicing magic? Were you a natural since you were young or had it required practice? He has so many questions to ask yet he felt too weary to do so, just wanting to keep his eyes closed to enjoy your song a few moments longer.

Silver:

Your song is so calming Silver felt he might fall into an eternal slumber, forever surrounded by your voice in an endless dream. His eyelids felt heavy as your words floated through him, taking time to truly listen to what you were singing about. Had he done anything to deserve your devotion? To have you see him in such a shining light that it was as if he could do no wrong? Silver can’t stop himself from opening his eyes, glancing over at your flustered face when you apologized for waking him. He shook his head with a soft smile, asking if you could sing it again for him.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Hello I hope you have a nice day,I have been wanting a bit of angst to fluff so-.Can I request Floyd Leech & Jade leech reacting to their s/o, saving them from a spell like they took a hit for them.It ended with their s/o pretty injured and unconscious but it ended good in the end.Gender neutral+ Magic user reader,if it's ok thank you so much!

Floyd Leech:

Floyd is mad about it. Were you underestimating him? Did you think he couldn’t fight for himself or somethin’? He doesn’t get it and he’s even angrier that your unconscious because it means he can’t dig into you about it, which is probably for the best as it would surely cause a fight if he wasn’t given time to calm down. When you’re finally awake again you’re met with a pouty eel who does not express gratitude for your spontaneous body shield sacrifice, telling you that he had to beat the tar out of his opponent out of principle for hurting you (and he was just messing around for some fun at the start, which you misinterpreted as him needing back-up).  You don't take his harsh words personally as you knew it was born of worry, patting his cheek and apologizing as you promise not to get involved in the future.

Jade Leech:

While Jade questions why you chose that move of all the actions you could’ve taken, he can say he’s grateful he didn’t take that heavy hit considering the state it left you in. He visited you each day that you were unconscious, whispering the question in your ear and hoping when you awoke you’d award him with the answer. Unfortunately, you don’t have one for him that’s not incredibly embarrassing and like offering your heart on a plate to a starving carnivore, mumbling that you simply acted on instinct upon seeing him in danger. He hummed in response, seeming to consider your explanation before giving a polite smile and thanking you for your help. You had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time you heard his question, but at least he was allowing you to rest for now.  

[khys-treasure-box]

AN: Obligatory Valentine's Day post, I know. ^^' Besides that, there's truly not enough Seth X Reader content out there, so this is a perfect excuse to fill out the Seth X Reader tag more for my fellow Seth enjoyers!

CW: Pure fluffy V-Day shenanigans with our beloved PubSec cat boy Seth! <3 Reader is only ever referred to as you and given no explicit features, so totally gender and otherwise neutral! His job does kinda throw a wrench in things, but it doesn't cause too much harm in the end.

Valentine's Day with Seth is bound to be interesting. I mean, how could it not be with him?

Getting him to voluntarily take time off is usually such a struggle because he's just so dedicated to his work, but Valentine's Day is one of the few cases where he'll actually do it. He did probably need a bit of convincing through the combined efforts of you and his work colleagues the first time, but now he typically just requests the day off well in advance. He'll always be committed to his job, sure, but he's equally as committed to you! He loves you to bits, so he's more than happy to take a day off just to be able to spend it all with you.

Problem is, despite how easy it'd be to believe it would be a slow day, Valentine's Day is actually a very busy day for Public Security. Even with Seth taking the day off in advance, there's a chance he'll end up going in for some amount of time anyways because the Lumina Square branch might be swamped without the extra help. By no means does he want to leave you high and dry on Valentine's Day, trust me, he absolutely doesn't, but duty calls. PubSec needs to have as many officers as they can to help settle out the, unfortunately, many ridiculous disputes folks tend to get into before they can spiral out of control and cause too much trouble. On top of the obligatory couple's squabbles, bad actors are bound to be about in droves just itching to take advantage of the day's festivities to wreak havoc.

He may not be working the whole day, but it'll likely never quite soothe the sting of having to spend even part of the day by yourself when you two originally had plans for the entire day. Not to mention the worrying. Being with a PubSec officer is kind of a natural cause for concern, after all, who knew what he'd have to deal with on a day-to-day basis? His daily schedule could range anywhere from some paperwork and a few petty issues to fighting who-knows-what in some Hollow. It just makes the wait for him to get back home all the more troubling.

The moment he's back, he's absolutely gonna be showering you with apologies for letting work ruin what was supposed to be a day just for you two. Seth would do practically anything to make things right. Hell, he might even promise to take a whole week off just to make up for it! He genuinely feels awful for letting other things get in the way of time with you. So much of the day has passed by already that there's probably hardly time to do much.

Well, there would hardly be time if you two didn't live in New Eridu. Lucky for you two, there's a good chunk of places that stay open a little bit later on the holidays, so as it turns out, you've still got some time to go out and enjoy your Valentine's Day together after all! Honestly, even if you couldn't go out, it's the quality time that matters most, right?

In any case, by the time you two are done with your celebrating for the day, Seth's probably gonna be cuddled up next to you with his tail wrapped around whatever part of you it can reach. <3

[stormgardenscurse]

hellooo i just saw that your requests were opening and i was wondering if i could request for a first years ace, deuce, jack, epel and sebek headcanons with reader in a setting similar to the kingdom dance scene in tangled where theyre just dancing with different partners before eventually getting back to one another.

kingdom dance - tangled au

Characters: Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek

Ace

Ace Trappola is the subject of many ‘firsts.’ He was the first one to break into your tower, the first to agree to bring you to see the lanterns, and the first one to get hurt (self imposed) because he realised that ah, you’re beautiful when you’re smiling at things about a world that he’s long lost faith in. And he’s placed himself into a lose-lose situation because he’d intended to trick you about your deal, at first.

There’s time to undo his mistakes though, right? Helplessly—hopelessly—Ace lets you drag him back into a world of color that’s painted by your chalk-stained hands.

“Ace, could you help me with something?”

Hm? “What is it—” 

Ace freezes, dumbstruck, as he feels your fingers cup his face. They graze over the soft flesh of his cheeks, and he snaps out of his surprise when he registers the mischievous glint in your eyes. 

The redhead’s brow rises. His hands too, are stained with chalk, so Ace grabs onto your waist to keep you from escaping while dishing out his revenge, eliciting squeals from you while a laugh too happy to be his own escapes his lips. 

There are many things you’ve both been doing that Ace would’ve called childish, before today. But now, he finds himself feeling more carefree than any prison escape he’s done.

When did you become so cheeky? Whoever you learnt this from must be a terrible influence, indeed.

Deuce

In truth, Deuce was just a civilian who noticed a criminal running from the palace guards, and decided to give chase himself! He finds himself at the tower right after you made a deal with Ace, and joins your adventures to make sure the redhead keeps his end of the deal (and maybe to steal and return the tiara to the palace, while he’s at it).

Because of this however, Deuce is much more welcoming about your discovery of the outside world. He’s just glad to see you happy and running around, and even accompanies you to the ‘boring’ part of the town; a library full of novels and history books!

“This place is a lot like my tower,” you’d explained to him, describing how over the years, you’ve painted the walls with murals and attempted no small amount of hobbies. “Oh, look at this page! Is this Corona’s traditional waltz?”

Hearing the wonder in your voice as you charted a map of nations across the sea on the side, Deuce thinks that it wouldn’t be so bad to dedicate a few years to travelling with you, even if he hopes to be a knight at the end. He lets you lead him in a waltz across the library tower, stepping lightly around novel to novel, each with maps and illustrations on its open page.

…And just as Deuce thinks he’s gotten the hang of it, his train of thought causes him to stumble and slip on one of the books! He topples, you land on him. And after a few seconds of silence… giggles bubble from your chest. 

…Maybe, staying in here a little longer wouldn’t be so bad, either. Even if he’s never been one for towers of words and dust.

Jack

The townschildren immediately took a liking to both you and Jack’s hair; the latter of which was tied into a long, fluffy ponytail, that looked incredibly pretty with flowers woven into them!

“Should I undo this for you?” You ask Jack, inspecting his now-semi braided strands. He shakes his head, gesturing towards the children who have retreated to play close to the fountain, but are still in sight.

“It’s fine. We'd better not upset them after all their hard work.” Jack answers, noticing the way you’re smiling. “...What?”

It’s just, “I never thought you’d be so good with kids! You felt like a dependable older brother.”

The afternoon wanes as Jack tells you a bit more about his siblings and you find a small meadow outside town’s walls. Sitting amidst it, next to Jack, almost makes you forget that you met at the Snuggly Duckling—which you probably wouldn’t have made it out of without him and Epel joining your party.

“Hey Jack, don’t you think that flowers look a little bit like the sun symbol on Corona's flag?” You hold up the flower crown you’d been weaving into the light. 

For a moment, Jack doesn’t answer—and you realize why when you turn around, only to see him pick a golden wildflower and tuck it behind your ear, since your hands were full.

“I think this one's colour is closer to what you meant.” He says, but Jack’s eyes don’t seem to be on the flower, exactly. What is this bubbly feeling in your stomach?

Epel

Having joined your group at the Snuggly Duckling (Epel’s family supplies apple-made products, and he’s always wanted to learn to be a cool mercenary), you’ve almost forgotten that Epel came from a quieter side of the kingdom with sprawling farms and fields for days. As such, he’s just as happy to explore the town as you are, buying a range of pastries from the local bakery and picking out souvenirs for his Meemaw once he finally makes the trip home.

“It’s a good thing my deliveries take a few days, anyway. And I was hurryin’ on the last vdelivery because I wanted to ask the mercs to teach— I mean, mentor me a little. But meeting you was lots more fun!” Epel smiles. He shares your wonder for the city, and even if some of your ignorance baffles him, Epel’s grown to admire your guts (the way you fought off city guards with a frying pan and zero fear).

…Well, almost zero fear. The closest you’ve felt to true helplessness was when your team was separated and trapped in a flooded cave—only for Epel to calm you down long enough for you to use your hair—and kept your secret until you chose to heal your friends’ scratches and bruises after the confrontation.

Meemaw told me stories about the sundrop flower. But we aren’t people that take more than we need from the earth; magic or not, it’s a plant like any other. And you’re a person! We can’t just steal your hair!

The fears you had about revealing your magic quickly melted away as you burst into laughter. From then on, you gained a little favouritism for Epel, who was always down for your daring shenanigans. This time, however, all you wanted was to learn how to carve apples like he did! And when your friends returned to admire your works, he was quick to swap apples with you, giving you a little shrug, saying he can make them anytime. “And even if it’s not exactly a long lasting souvenir… it’s a gift, for you.”

Sebek

A palace guard who’d tracked the five of you down after the Snuggly Duckling fiasco, Sebek is determined to keep an eye on you since you’re the one who’s hiding the stolen tiara. He starts off very standoffish and does not want to mingle, but eventually, after you’re left alone together in the town square… Sebek grows tired of something and asks if you’re done looking around the main area. He leads you to a store with kitchenware instead, where he asks you to pick out a new… frying pan?

“The one you have right now is too heavy, isn’t it?” He quips, trying not to show that he was concerned about the way you uncomfortably kept it inside your backpack. “You may be able to swing it around with relative ease, but when faced with proper villains, you won’t be able to lift it quickly enough.” Sebek finishes, moving forward to pick out the lighter pans in the store on your behalf. “...How about this?”

It’s not quite ‘picking out an outfit’ or new sword for a fellow knight… But you can tell that Sebek’s half-awkwardness comes from a place of care. Meaning, he’s warmed up to you, even if he doesn’t want to admit it! You accept his gift of a new weapon gladly, only to notice people gathering in the main square as musicians raise their instruments.

Before you can ask Sebek what it is, however, a firm grip suddenly pulls you behind the corner and blocks your mouth. You follow his line of sight to see royal guards patrolling by.

“Come on—let’s dance!”

“It’d be complicated if I’m spotted with all of you.” Sebek sighs.

To be fair, you are a group of criminals (mainly Ace). You notice the music swelling in the square and people twirling about, and decide to wipe the stressed frown off Sebek’s face.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

do you think you could write a little scenario about how leona, azul, jamil, idia, and cater would deal with a sudden bout of cuteness aggression. like they feel that there’s just something about reader right then and there that is so unexplainably adorable that they experience the overwhelming urge to physically express it. thank you!!

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul is the slightest bit irritated by this sudden bought of cuteness aggression, this overwhelming affection completely foreign to him. He doesn’t like that a person has this much control over him, enough to send him spiraling just from a playful smile or silly joke. He considered telling you to leave his office because you were thoroughly distracting him from his work, giving into the conversation you had started that was based on some odd hypothetical. He can’t deny how cute it is when you get excited at him indulging you, knowing he was only digging a deeper hole.

Cater Diamond:

Cater doesn’t have an issue with expressing how cute he thinks you are, even when it overwhelmed him like a slap to the face. He has an entire private album, never posted, of candid pics of you living your daily life (taken when inspiration struck, aka the cuteness aggression bug). You would dare to say most of them are boring, alluding to this being the reason he didn’t post them like he did everything else. It made him pout as you couldn’t be father from the truth! Those were his, for his eyes only to enjoy, and he couldn’t let anyone else see how cute you were when you didn’t even realize.

Idia Shroud:

Idia has to cover his face, almost curling up into a tiny ball as you look on in confusion. He couldn’t look at you a single second longer or he might explode, losing all coolness points he’s earned (if any, but he couldn’t take the chance). The tips of his hair give him away as usual but even as you question what might be wrong, he thinks how cute it is that you’re concerned with him. Perhaps he wasn’t the protagonist but one of many love interests, and you had so thoroughly maxed out his love levels that everything you did raised his affection to this unbearable point.

Jamil Viper:

Jamil does have the tendency to get swept up in emotion, and while he’s generally more reserved with showing affection, the cuteness overload always gets to him. You’re always surprised when he randomly squeezes you in a tight hug from behind, thinking his last name should’ve been considered a warning to any who knew him. You’ll never receive an answer as to why he did this, with Jamil hiding his face in your shoulder to put off meeting your curious gaze until he could think of a way to change topics.

Leona Kingscholar:

Leona moved so quickly it reminded you that he was a carnivore, a predator, ready to strike at a moment’s notice. His hands grip your face and force you to stare into his eyes, your heart jumping in your chest at the intense look on his face. His own expression remained neutral but it seemed he was looking for something, observing the small details of your face, eyes settling longest on your lips before they drifted up again to meet your gaze. When it seemed you were about to ask a question Leona crushed his lips against yours to silence you, not wanting to answer a single question about his sudden need to be close.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Souls I maybe request Vil, Malleus, Jamil, and Trey with an s/o that shows love through acts of service. Like they’ll make the boys food or help them with tasks or just full on due the tasks themselves.

Jamil Viper:

Jamil is unused to receiving this kind of help, and it left him mildly unsettled at first. He’s always waiting for the other shoe to drop, to have you do a task half-heartedly which he’d then have to redo or have you request something from him in return. You’ll make foods with great consideration of his tastes, and you’ll check you’re doing something right rather than hoping it turns out for the best. He has no idea how to repay the favor or express how it takes a load off his shoulders when you help since he’ll rarely ask.

Malleus Draconia:

Malleus, who is admittedly used to people doing things for him, is still flattered that you go out of your way to do things for him. You’re not the same as Silver or Sebek who were raised to guard him, rather, you chose to do things for him of your own volition. He always feels an odd sense of joy and accomplishment when you make him a snack he’d been curious about or you take a trip to visit the gargoyles with him to see if they need to be cleaned.

Trey Clover:

Trey is pleasantly surprised, thinking he could surely get used to this. He doesn’t want to take advantage of your kindness but having someone to give him little treats rather than being the only one to make them was a luxury he never thought he’d have. He shows his appreciation with his own acts of service, thanking you with sincerity and looking forward to what you’d make him next.

Vil Schoenheit:

Vil appreciated it more since it was an act of love and not a tactic to make him indebted to you in some way. You seemed to get great joy from his gratitude, even when it was you doing something as simple as replacing a product he was about to run out of or helping him meal prep for the week ahead. He doesn’t want you to feel like it’s an obligation because he loves you for many other reasons, not to mention he’s a highly independent person, but he’ll never turn down a genuine act of love.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Could I request some parent headcanons for Floyd leech, gender neutral reader.The thought of him riding his child's bike at full speed and his kid trying to catch him, has been in my head lmao 😭.

Floyd Leech:

Having a child with Floyd is asking for trouble. You loved both of them dearly but could never trust them alone if you wanted to come back to an in-tact house. It seemed every impulsive idea that floated through your child’s head and was verbally introduced into the world lead Floyd to doing his best to help make it a reality, which only worked out half of the time.

It’s like watching an intrusive thought come to life; you gave birth to a cat rather than an eel. Floyd never thought being a parent would be so fun, and he’s not a fan of the crying still, but kids proved to be pretty fun. The hard parts he hated dealing with but he adapted as he needed to.

You’ve come home to a messy kitchen on more than one occasion. Floyd complained they were hungry with your child following suit, saying they couldn’t wait for you to come home and tried to cook themselves. You knew Floyd could cook but he said he was having the little one help him out, letting them use what ingredients they wanted because they’d never learn if he had to order them around. You tell him that’s more for things that don’t involve fire, knives, and other sharp objects.