Could I please request headcanons of the main four from D.Gray-Man? Thank you!
Allen:
You become one of his main pillars for support
He takes just as long as someone like Kanda to open up about his heart, but when he does, it’s just a flood
He’s scared that he’s always overloading you with his feelings and regrets saying so much sometimes
When he’s a little down, he’ll always hold you in his lap with his chin resting on your head
When he had a bit more freedom with the Ark, he would always bring you inside to relax and play the piano for you
His protectiveness on the field is 1000000% boosted and he worries that one day, you’ll slip out of his fingers like everyone else
Lavi:
He’s not afraid to invite you to spar with him and let loose
Always completely confidant in your skills and believes in your abilities probably more than you do yourself (he’s so proud of his s/o always)
Not too big on getting you gifts or anything, but thinks that giving you an action to show his love is extremely important (he’ll hug you as a greeting, maybe even kiss you, random touches to your arms or hands to remind you that he’s there)
Doesn’t take too long for him to open up half of his heart (the other is a little more private and comes a little later)
Values the position you take in his life: a partner, a lover, a friend, a supporter, a comrade in arms, etc.
90% of the time, he’s in a good mood with you, but there are off times that you catch him on
Secretly always grateful when you catch him during his off times because your presence is a great way to heal for him
Kanda:
Takes a little while for him to be open about feelings and such
Does everything with actions, so lots of silent hugs and leaning onto you to sort of convey the feelings to you
Eventually starts to come to your room more and more often
At some point he just moves in, like all his stuff is already arranged and the Black Order records now say his residency is your room
He’s not embarrassed at all with sharing a bed with you but when Lavi comments on the bed sharing, Kanda was a little reluctant to share the bed again (he was worried that you wouldn’t like it)
Enjoys meditating with you and as much as your presence sometimes drives him out of focus, being able to carry your sleeping body back to your shared room is a plus
Tyki:
Hates attending the noble balls with a passion but he gets the chance to see you dressed up so he just goes and deals with it
Would eventually tell you the truth about himself, but that’s only when he thinks you’d be ready to hear it (careful planning and waiting)
Wonders if he should marry you and settle down more and more often as time goes on
Would introduce you to as many members of the Noah Clan that he can (especially Sheril and Road)
As much as he’s a sadistic and mean guy as a Noah, he’s extremely good to you
But sometimes those tendencies come out (not at you specifically, just sometimes you notice him not being himself)
He’s a little worried that one you’ll be endangered because of him, but it helps thinking that if that happens, he’ll be the one to protect you
Fandom: Yuri On Ice
Characters: Yuuri Katsuki, Viktor Nikiforov, Phichit Chulanont, TBA..
Genre: Vampire!AU, Romance, Angst
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Yuuri Katsuki has always lived a normal life. He thought everything was fine, until his relationship of two years ended suddenly. Now, having to pick up the pieces, and start over, his life starts to turn upside down.
Trigger Warning: Brief mentions of blood, assault.
Author Notes: Chapter one is finally complete. I’ll be starting chapter two very soon, but hopefully you all enjoy.
It’s quiet in my apartment. Rain falls, and I hear it tapping on my window in my room. The news plays in the background while I’m on my bed just staring at my ceiling. I’m awake again before my alarm. I left the TV on once more because I can never remember to fall asleep at a decent time nor wake up. I turn and see the rain. It’s so peaceful and calming. It falls slowly against the glass as I fixate on a drop.
I watch it slip down and then my alarm goes off. I turn and shut it off.
Today is one of those days where I just want to lay in bed. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone. I’m tired and I’m lazy.
But, rent needs to be paid and bills need to be taken care of. So, I get up and head straight for the shower.
**
Work is just as gloomy; however, I love gloomy days outside. They are peaceful to me, but, to others, no.
“Yuri? Are you okay?”
I turn around and see Minami staring at me. “Yes, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”
Minami shrugged. “You look very tired.”
I nod, because I’m exhausted. “You are correct. I haven’t been sleeping well.”
“I have some tips that may help with your sleeping problem. I got this spray from the local soap shop near Betty’s Pizza and I love it! Just spray it on your pillow and it works!”
I smile at him because he genuinely cares about my wellbeing. “Thank you, Minami. I may check it out once I’m off work.”
He nods and then leaves me to my work. I turn back around and stare at my computer screen.
What to write? What to write? What to write?
My mind is drawing a blank. My article needs to be submitted by three and it’s already one-thirty. I’ve sat in my chair researching news, looking at dinner options for the night, and seeing if there’s anything good playing at the cinema.
Nothing.
Nothing is coming in my head. Nothing is coming in general. My life is a mess and a wreck, if you will.
Why must I waste away in this semi-comfortable chair staring at a computer screen, trying to write an article about something that was interesting this week.
I heard a clank on my desk. Phichit brought me another coffee. I look up and smile. I take the cup. “Thank you…again.”
Phichit smiles. “Of course. That’s what friends are for. How’s the article?”
I take a sip of the not-really-good-but-decent-enough cup of coffee and I shrug. “Going nowhere. Just like my life.” I chuckle and Phichit just rolls his eyes.
“Yuri, you are a talented writer and the paper is lucky to have you. It will come to you. Just give it time and don’t rush, okay?” He patted my back and I give him a smile. He means well. I like Phichit and I’m happy I get to call him my friend. But, this is something that no one can really fix.
They say break-ups are hard, but you can get over them quick. This one, however, hit me hard.
I was in a relationship for two and a half years with a wonderful man. He was everything I wanted in someone and more, but I guess I was too predictable. My life is too predictable.
After being told I was boring and needed to get more of a life, the man I hoped to marry left me and I haven’t heard from him since. Good riddance. But…those words stuck to me like glue. Am I boring? Are my days always the same? Do I not take chances?
As a writer, I assumed I would create days that would be unpredictable. I guess I was wrong and now my life is just gray. I wake up, go to work, come home, call my parents, watch television, and sleep. It’s an everyday cycle and I thought it was fine. But to the man that I thought loved me for who I was, it wasn’t enough.
I sighed as I finished typing up my crappy article for the paper I work for. Another news story another dollar. I send it to my editor and I slump back in my chair. I close my eyes and I still hear the rain that’s hitting the window of the office. I breathe.
Rain calms me. Makes me miss home.
I smell…grass. Right after it rained at my home in Hatsetsu, the grass had a power smell. It was more potent in the Spring and it made my allergies act up.
I smell…soup. Mama always made soup when it rained. Whether it was hot or cold outside, she would make soup and I would eat it right in front of the window as I watched the drops of water hit the puddles one by one.
“Yuuri?”
Was that Mama?
“Yuuri?”
That doesn’t sound like Mama.
“Yuuri?!”
My eyes open and I see Phichit standing there. I look around and the lights are dimming. People had left, and my computer had gone to sleep.
“Yuuri, you okay?”
I fell asleep for the fifth time at work. I really need to fix that.
I nod. “Y-Yeah. I’m fine. How long was I out?”
Phichit looked at his phone to check the time. “Maybe an hour or two. I don’t know how you sleep like that. That would hurt my neck and I would fall right on my face.”
I stood up and smiled a little. “Years of practice. Thank you for waking me. Who knows how long I would be here this time.”
Phichit looked worrisome though and I knew I would have to ask. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I nod again. “Yes, Phichit. I’m fine.”
“I’m not convinced.”
I scoff and grab my bag. “I’m okay.”
“No, you aren’t. You haven’t slept well in who knows how long, you barely eat, and you aren’t as…sociable as you used to be. I’m just worried.”
I sighed because he is right, but I just don’t feel like talking about it. I don’t want to bore anyone with my problems. Problems that no one can fix.
“I’m fine, Phichit. I’m just going through some personal issues.” I told him as I made my way past him.
“Is this about Mark?” He asked me.
I sighed once more and turned to face him. “Yes. But I’m fine.”
“Yuri, I’ve known you for years and when you say those things like ‘I’m fine’ or ‘I’m okay’, I know they are lies. Did he do anything to you?”
Phichit is so caring. He’d do anything for me. I’ve known him since my sophomore year of college and now here we are five years later, working together and still the best of friends and still in the same spot where he confronts me to talk to him about my problems. He usually wins.
Today, however, I don’t feel like talking.
“He broke up with me two weeks ago and I’m still trying to process things. I know I’ve been distant and I’m sorry, but I’m trying to get my life in order since it’s sorta crashing down on me.”
Phichit stares at me in shock and I don’t blame him. “W-What? Why?”
“I’m not good enough for him. I’m boring and I never take chances. He was sick of it and he left me. End of story. I don’t want to talk about it right now because it will make me a crying mess. I just want to go home and sleep because I haven’t really slept in two weeks. Please…let me come to you. I just need time.”
Phichit nods and he comes up to me to give me a quick hug. He means well, and I love him for it, but I just need some space from friends.
I leave work and I walk home instead of a taking a cab like I normally do. It’s sprinkling, and I don’t care. I’d rather feel the rain fall on me.
It’s not a long way home. I’ve walked plenty of times to my apartment. Maybe that’s why I haven’t gained weight since the break-up. I just walk off all my shame when I eat too much.
I look up every now and then to make sure that I don’t run into anyone, but I must have not been paying enough attention. I bump into someone. Of course.
“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking. I’m sorry.”
The person I bumped stopped and turned around. I wasn’t expecting an attractive man. “No. It’s quite alright. My mind was somewhere else. Excuse me.” He said and smiled.
“Oh…it’s fine. I’m sorry again.”
He gave another smile and nodded then went on his way down the sidewalk.
I began home once more. I’ll never see that handsome man again.
**
My life is boring. Mark was right. I go to work, come home, clean the apartment, make dinner, then get ready for bed. Every little thing I do, I hate myself for it. I shouldn’t be like this, but it’s getting to me. The words of Mark still fill my head.
Why don’t you, like, not make your bed for once? Leave a dirty dish in the sink? How come you never want to go out with me? It’s been two years, Yuri! I’m tired of living a domestic life. I love you, but I’m not happy anymore. Maybe you should rethink your life and give me a call. I’m done.
Tears fall down my face. He was right. He really was. I’m just not that person to take risks. I like a safe environment where I am comfortable. I’m sorry I don’t go to clubs or leave a damn dish in the sink.
I sigh as I put a dish in the dish cabinet after drying it. I look down at the plate that’s left in the sink. It’s dirty. My mind tells me, clean it you idiot. But…I stop myself. I fold my dish towel and place it on the counter and put the sponge on top. I leave. I left a dirty dish in the sink.
I left a dirty dish in the sink…
I left a dirty dish in the sink!!
I turn back around and clean the plate. I like to have clean things, Mark. Maybe you should too.
**
I woke up before my alarm again. It’s been a month. Still an empty bed and the drawers his clothes were once in are still empty. I don’t want to put my clothes in there. It’s not where they belong.
I get up and start to get ready for work. I want to just stay in bed. But I need the money. I used to pay for this apartment by myself, but when Mark and I got together, he helped pay. I wasn’t used to having extra spending money, so I put it in my savings. So, I have plenty of cash, but I do need rent money.
I haven’t felt this low in a while. A whole month has passed, and I haven’t heard from Mark at all. Not even a text asking if I was alright.
I put on my coat since it’s it pretty cold outside and lock the door behind me. I walk to work again. Walking sort of clears my head, but then I pass something that reminds me of Mark and it just makes me regret my decision.
I continue to walk and then I feel a person right behind me. Usually when that happens, I walk faster Turns out, the person had the same idea and tried to catch up with me.
My heart starts to beat fast because I know what this means. I have pepper spray, but I don’t know if it’s in my coat. I walk a little but faster and the person behind me does as well.
I run.
They run after me.
My heart is beating in my ears and my body goes numb. I’m not that far from the office. I need to run faster.
However, someone grabs me and pulls me into an alley.
“God, he’s fast.” The person behind me said.
“You got something good then?” I look up and it’s a man who has a hold of me. I look behind and another man leans against the wall to catch his breath. I start to panic. I try to yank my arm from his grip, but it’s no use.
“If you don’t struggle or scream, we won’t hurt you. Just give us cash and we will send you on your way.”
“I-I….I don’t…” I manage to get out. I really don’t have cash. I never carry cash because of this reason
“Shame.” The man behind me said.
I needed to focus on how they looked. If I do, then I can report them to the police. The man that has a hold of me has glasses and his hair is a shady blonde color. He has a scar on his cheek and a face tattoo of what appears to be a…cat? The other man is broader and has black hair. I see a few neck tattoos on him, but I need to focus on a specific one. The one that says ‘Winnie’ caught my eye so I take a mental image.
“Well if you have no cash and no valuables…” The cat tattooed man started and then forced me on my knees. “Pay us with your mouth.”
My eyes grow wide. “No!” I yell. “Help-“ I was cut off by his hands around my neck.
“What did I tell you?” he said, “No yellin’ or squirmin’. Or else.”
I start to struggle and grip my hands on his arms. He squeezes tighter and I begin to lose air.
“Shut up!” More and more air leave and my vision starts to get fuzzy. Blackness starts to take over.
But then I hear screams. The man’s hands leave my throat and I cough as my lungs start to refill. My vision comes back to me little by little and I look up.
Those two men are on the ground. Not moving. Bleeding. A figure is hoovering over them and then stands slowly. Before I can say anything or get a good look at the mysterious figure, they run.
I can’t yell for them because my throat hurts so bad. I hurry and get up because I don’t want to risk those two men getting back up. I run the rest of the way to my work and I don’t even pay attention to the burning sensation in my lungs.
Everything seemed like a blur. I was shaking from head to toe and I hadn’t even made it to the elevator before Phichit saw me and came up to me.
I explain to him what happened before I collapsed in his arms. That was the breaking point for me. It took getting assaulted to cry about everything in my life. Something that traumatic made me cry for hours and hours at work.
I should’ve talked to Phichit in the beginning, but I was so stubborn.
At least he was there though.
**
I get home late. Phichit took me out for dinner and helped me get through the day. He walked me home and I hugged him.
“Thank you. Your friendship means the world to me Phichit. Know that.”
He smiled at me and handed me the leftover food from dinner we took. “I just want to make sure you are okay. Would you like me to stay the night?”
I shook my head. “No. You need to get home to your boyfriend. It’s okay.” I smile at him.
“You know he wouldn’t care.”
“I know, but I’m sure I’ll be okay.”
He nodded again and hugged me one last time. “Tomorrow we are going to the police, so I’ll come get you in the morning.”
I nod, we say our goodbyes, and I walk upstairs to my apartment.
I get settled in for the night and turn on the news. I’m scrolling through my phone, not paying attention until I hear about a murder investigation. I glance up at the TV.
I stare in shock.
“…Two men were found dead in an alley on 23rd street this morning. The crime was reported by a passing bystander on their way to work and police arrived on the scene. The bodies have been identified as William Bell and Max Bradshaw. These two were believed to have been in the series of muggings and robberies that have occurred in the past week. Police did not retrieve any evidence on the scene….”
I tune out.
I didn’t remember much after I regained my vision after almost being chocked to death. I just remember blood. So much blood.
I start to get sick and I run to the bathroom.
I ended up throwing up my whole dinner and I slowly make my way back to my bed.
Should I go to the police? What if they think I did it? Would they question why I waited so long to report an assault?
I can ask for a scenario with Tyki where he falls in love with his s / o, being that she is the daughter of a noble but the father of s / o does not like Tyki for any reason?Sorry for my english <3
I hope this is alright!!
Tyki can still remember when he first met you on the night of a ball, one he actually didn’t want to attend at first. Now, he thanks his past self with every fiber of his being because if he never left to go to that one ball, he would have never met you.
And who knows? Maybe if he hadn’t attended, you’d have been taken by some other noblemen, someone that wasn’t him.
Then, if he drags his memory further down the ladder, he can remember dancing with you, watching as your dress twirled over the beige marbled floor as if you were a princess of a country. You were beautiful and he wanted to get to know you. Sheril thought that it would be a good idea for him to find someone to settle down and the Millennium Earl was happy for him to find anyone that made him happy (so as long as it wasn’t an exorcist of course).
But then he met your father. You thought it would be a good idea, and it really was. Tyki did want to meet your father. He wanted the man’s approval for your interest, but something went wrong. Terribly, terribly wrong.
He doesn’t know what happened or what he did. You assure him that he in fact did nothing wrong and that your own father was just being rude, but Tyki wasn’t so sure.
Or were you right?
“Are you sure you won’t be punished for leaving with me?” Tyki asks, turning his head to glance back at the large estate that slowly got smaller and smaller. The two of you were walking away along the forest path. You refused for a carriage to drive you to town, instead opting to walk with Tyki.
“I’m sure I will,” you answer, smiling up at Tyki. When he frowns, furrowing his eyebrows at your response, you gently squeezed the hand that has yours almost completely engulfed and out of sight. “Don’t worry about him.”
“I think I should be worrying,” Tyki refutes with a sigh, running his hand over his face. “I’m worried he’ll disagree with everything I do for you.”
“My mother likes you,” you add hopefully before a small flicker of hope rises into his chest. Tyki smiles at the reassurance.
“She thinks I’m handsome,” Tyki explains, shaking his head. “And she’s a friend of my brother’s wife.”
“Then that’s two people on your side,” you say quickly, tugging his arm to bring his full attention onto you. “And including me, that’s three.”
Tyki lets his hand fall from his face before a smile rises in its place. He can’t help but let the happiness originating from his heart just cycle through his veins, warming his chest.
As he stares into your eyes, he sees nothing but promises for a future.
As he clings onto your hand, he feels nothing but a gentle fire melting away the ice.
As he walks alongside you, slowing down his long strides to match your own, he finds a path lit brightly with the colour of your eyes.
Your father insists that you’re lost and making a mistake, but whenever you’re with Tyki, you make him feel like he’s the one who’s been found.
And he’ll make sure to keep it that way so that he can keep being by your side. He wants to be the one to be with you from now until forever and that’s what he’ll work for.
As long as you accept him, Tyki knows you’re worth fighting every battle and attending every ball for.
Can I get some Arystar Krory fluff? This baby needs some love.
Krory is the most adorable character I have ever seen kjefhfsfdf
Arystar Krory
Is every bit of a ball of sunshine as you can imagine
He absolutely loves to spend time with you
It’s difficult for him to make moves on you, but there are times when he does but it turns him into a blushing mess right after
Always misses you dearly whenever he’s out on a mission without you and constantly wonders if he should bring something back for you
Just a little clingy over you, but that’s mostly because he’s afraid he’ll lose you like he lost Eliade
But knows you’re a very strong person and admires your own brand of strength
He treats you like an absolute gentleman and never does anything you might not like, otherwise, he’s just really careful mostly because he’s a little out of it when it comes to what a good relationship means
Would definitely try to give you flowers occasionally as a reminder of his love for you (and if you don’t like flowers too much or begin to feel like the live flowers are too much, he learns to fold flowers and the Science Division always gives him scrap paper to work with)
I want to send in more requests but I used up all my ideas! Ummmm uhh. Have you guys done the whole ' ask your crush to hold something and if they agree give them your hand' thing for the yoi characters? If not how about that? For the main three characters please!
Yuuri:
“Can you hold something for me for a second, (y/n)?” Yuuri’s voice questioned from his hunched over figure over the bench.
Your eyes were watching carefully as you lover untied the shoelaces of his skates, only to break the enjoyable silence with a question, or a plea, for help.
“Of course,” you answered from your seat next to him. You held out your hand for him to place whatever it was that he needed help onto it as you busied your own eyes on the one hand that fiddled with the jacket he had discarded during it practice.
You hadn’t paid any attention to what he was doing or what he was planning to do, only to be surprised when something warm wrapped around your cold fingers.
Looking over with shock, you caught the perpetrator smiling meekly with a dark red dusting his cheeks. His hand was sitting atop yours while his fingers curled lightly around your own, providing you a nice warmth in the frosty air of the skating arena.
“Thanks, (y/n),” Yuuri thanked with a gentle smile as he gripped your hand a little tighter.
“No problem,” you grumbled in embarrassment, wondering where he had suddenly gotten that boost in confidence from.
Viktor:
“Oh, (y/n), could you hold something for me for a moment?” Viktor asked as he smiled down from his dark trench coat.
You nodded and help out your hand as the other busied itself with the sudden influx of notifications on your phone. You had just been in the middle of checking a text from your parents when you felt something warm envelop your hand quite easily.
You flinch at the sudden feeling, but when you looked over, all you could see was Viktor grinning from ear to ear as he not held your hand. He looked quite victorious, now that you looked at him closely.
“Nice and warm,” Viktor commented with a nod of approval, eliciting a giggle from yourself, “and perfect.”
You smiled at his warm words, quite happy to hear that he was enjoying himself in the frigid air.
Yuri:
“Hey, can you hold something for a second?” Yuri’s quick voice surprised you in your seat next to him as he stared at the television mounted on the wall. He didn’t exactly have anything for you to hold within reach, but without fail, you held out your hand.
Your eyes moved from the young blonde back to the television where Mila had been skating a routine, and just as her routine ended, you felt a light touch on your hand. Upon glancing over, you found Yuri slowly placing his hand on yours, leaving it there without lifting away.
“What did you want me to hold, Yuri?” You asked with confusion as you stared down at the pale hand overtop of yours.
“Can’t you understand without me explaining, (y/n)?”
You tried heeding to Yuri’s gruff pleas and tried to figure out what he had wanted you to hold. After a few moments, you realised that he had wanted you to hold his hand, not something else. You looked up to see his face dusted a deep red colour as he maintained quiet eye contact with the television instead of your own prying (e/c) eyes.
His hand was quite warm as it slowly inched more and more to the point of taking your hand completely into its warmth. For such a cold personality, he felt quite warm.
027: "I'll share the blankets with you." Ranpo! \(>W<)/ I loved him!
This is my first BSD request but I hope you like it!!
Your eyes scanned the city below from the window of your shared home with wonder; (e/c) irises mirroring the vast, snowy wonderland that plagued the Japanese city below, only to hinder no one with its freezing touch.
“Aren’t you cold, (y/n)?” asked a voice with a hint of concern.
You turned around to meet a smiling face hidden behind closed eyes. His head was leaning against the palm of his hand with his head tilted upwards slightly to take in a glance of your figure next to the window. For just a moment, you caught the rare sight of his eyes opening slightly, silently relishing in the joy of being able to see his entrancing green eyes on such a beautiful morning.
“Not at all, it’s quite warm in our room,” you said in return, smiling to fortify your assurance.
Strangely enough, Ranpo gave a frown before huffing quite childishly. He returned your confused stares with a quick movement of his wrist, flicking the blankets up from your normal sleeping spot on the bed. He patted the sheets as he smiled cheerfully at you.
“Come here, I’ll share the blankets with you,” Ranpo offered softly, sending light butterflies fluttering about in your chest. Your cheeks felt warm all of a sudden, even against the slightly warmed air of the room around you.
Though, without rejecting the offer, you shuffled closer until you laid your body back onto the soft mattress of the large bed. Pushing yourself closer, you eased into his empty arms just as he threw the blankets over you.
Without paying any heed to the time, the weather, and the world, he pulled you closer before falling back into the tranquil silence that meant sleep would return to pull your minds away. Feeling the lull of his heartbeat echoing through your ears, you felt your own eyelids drop slowly. Shuffling once more, you made yourself comfortable for sleep to take you once more, only to elicit sleep wearied murmurs from Ranpo, bringing the flustered butterflies into flight once more.
“You’re so much more warmer than the blankets, (y/n).”
Could I please have some headcanons about the main three characters of yoi waking up to their smol s/o being the big spoon? ( this is on of my favorite scenarios, cause I'm #smol [like 5'2] and I like to be the big spoon lol, tho I haven't ever ask for any yuri on ice characters for it before.)
Yuuri:
A little flustered and worried when he opens his eyes to not see you in his arms
Very very quickly realises that you’re the one who’s spooning him
He becomes a blushing mess, seeing your arms around him and your legs tangled with his
Slowly eases back into sleeping next to you (tries very hard not to wake you up)
He finds it really warm and relaxing, but still somewhat alarming for him when he wakes up later
Would definitely suggest for you to take the position more often
“It was a little scary to not see you in the morning, but it was very warm, actually.”
Viktor:
He almost jumps out of the bed when he doesn’t see you in his arms
Almost ends up leaving the bed before he realises that you have your arms around him
He almost has to stop himself from snapping a picture and cooing at the cute sight of you
At the same time, he doesn’t really like it since he likes waking up and seeing you
But at the same time, he likes that idea of you having a more dominant role in the relationship
Would definitely be fine with waking up to this scene but he has to be the big spoon often as well
“I’d rather have you in my arms, but you know, feeling your arms around me in the morning isn’t half bad.”
Yuri:
He would definitely grumble in the morning but without waking you up
Clearly dislikes the idea of you being the bigger spoon when he likes the idea of being the dominant one in the relationship
At first, he’d begrudgingly let you do it because he likes it when you wake up happy
Would ease into it after the third time he found himself in your arms instead of it being the other way around
He would start to love the feeling of warmth on his back and feels almost as if he’s being pampered everyday
Is quite reluctant to let you know verbally that you like it, but you always wake up in the morning with him quite close to you in your arms (mostly bodily language)
“It’s not like I don’t like it or anything. Just don’t tell anyone.”
That starter sentence, "I'll be here to protect you", for Tyki from dgm please?
Tyki made his way through the town. Even if he had the skin of a human to hide behind, he could never be able to hide away from the eyes of the Akuma and the Earl, so he took extra precaution and remained in his Noah form in order to move around in the seemingly empty town. It wasn’t until he reached a certain door to an inn did he stop for a moment. Pushing open the doors, he strolled right by the front desk and up the stairs.
Up and up he went until he made it to the uppermost floor, the one safest from anything down below as well as the most easily accessible in case of a much needed sudden exit from the building. He knocked once on the door, and then twice, and then once more before finishing off with a single knock.
“Please come in,” answered a quiet voice.
Tyki pushed open the door and swiftly closed it behind him before taking in the view of your figure sitting at the bed with your hands in your lap. You looked tired, he noticed, and he wouldn’t blame you.
You were on the run, technically, from being revealed as a largely important asset to the Black Order despite not having anything to do with Innocence. The Earl wanted you dead and the Black Order wanted you for themselves. You weren’t safe where really, and the best thing to do was hide.
Though there was one place you were very safe in.
“How are you?” Tyki asked softly, stepping forward to kneel before you as he took your hands into his own, “have you eaten?”
“I’m fine,” you answered quietly, giving him a small smile.
That was a lie.
“And yes, I’ve eaten,” you said, gesturing to the empty food tray next to your bed.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Tyki questioned once more with a pleading look in his eyes.
You felt his hands tighten around your own just as his golden eyes searched your body, looking for anything that might be off.
“Just tired,” you said as the smile never left your face.
You knew he was just as worried about you life as you were every night. He was constantly thinking about you and it pained you to drag him down like this.
“You should sleep,” said Tyki as he stood up from the floor and reached for the covers.
“No, no, it’s fine,” you assured quickly, “I can sleep when you aren’t here. That way we can spend time with each other.”
You swore the smile that spread across his face was going to melt your heart and send you into heaven, but when he took your body gently in his arms, you felt as if the same heart began thumping erratically against your chest.
“Then let us take a nap together, shall we?”
Your world was flipped and on the move before you found yourself facing his tanned chest with his arms around your body.
“Are you sure this is alright?” Your tone was laced with worrisome and concern without you wanting it to be.
“Don’t worry, (y/n), I’ll be here to protect you,” Tyki began, his voice quite low as if he were slowly drifting off into sleep as he nuzzled his face into your (h/c) hair, “so let me reap my rewards for never letting you out of my heart and mind.”
He leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss onto your forehead before burying his face back into your hair, mumbling something in a foreign language that you could not make out. When you tried leaning your head back to stare at his face to get a clue as to what he said, you felt his hand hold your head into place with a firm but gentle grip.
