Bottom!Ais who gets flustered for absolutely no reason. His face might be the mask of epitome of calmness but his heart's beating faster than a sparrow's wings
Bottom!Ais who is reflexively obedient; his body moves before his brain registers it. Grab the bull oni by the horns—or the hair; either will do—and tilt his head back; especially if you're shoving yourself in his mouth
Bottom!Ais who twitches helplessly against his abdoment when you forbid him from touching you. Cute
Bottom!Ais who begs with his eyes; way too stubborn to admit defeat without a fight.
Bottom!Ais who is a huge brat and has to be put in his place
Bottom!Ais who is really flexible; getting absolutely railed into the pillows face down ass up like tomorrow doesn't exist and god is dead
Bottom!Ais whose hands grab the sheets so tightly his nails rip the damn fabric from the sheer force
Bottom!Ais whose not-so-little dick is hanging pathetically between his taunt thighs, dripping precum and staining everything
Bottom!Ais whose loud cries and whimpers echo through the temple whever you dig at him
Bottom!Ais who isn't extremely sensitive or anything like, but he does feel everything... Intently, to say the least
Bottom!Ais who, at the end of the day, is doing a very good job and is very good for you, so when he tries caging you into cuddles, he gets rolled over, shoved off the bed and right into the Spring :)
a/n; I wish I had the freaky-Joker-Vere image to add here...
Headcanons for a Touchstarved MC who is poly and seems open to all of them:
Ais
Ais is not the jealous type—he thrives in situations where he has to fight for someone’s attention. In fact, the idea that you’re open to all of them makes this so much more fun for him.
At first, he smirks. Of course, you’re interested in everyone. You’ve got good taste. Deep down, he’s amused but also watching closely. Are you seriously considering all of them, or are you just entertaining the idea?
He gets bolder—leans in more, throws out suggestive comments just to gauge your reaction. If you flirt back? Oh, it’s on. Casually sizing up the others, he makes just enough provocative remarks to stir the pot. Guess I’ll have to work harder to keep your attention, huh? He treats it like a game—one he plans on winning.
Leander
Leander loves connection, and he’s open-minded, but… let’s be honest—he’s used to being the person someone wants. The idea that he’s one of many? That’s new.
At first, he laughs, wide and genuine. All of us? Really? He finds it endearing. He brushes it off like it doesn’t bother him, but deep down? There’s a tiny spark of possessiveness. He wants to be special to you.
He doubles down on the charm. Extra flirty, extra affectionate—pulls you close and whispers, But I’m your favorite, right? Surprisingly accommodating, if you really want all of them, he’ll go along with it. He just needs to make sure he’s still your first choice. He teases Ais and the others just to stir up tension.
Vere
Vere lives to be desired. But shared? That’s an entirely different matter.
At first, he gives a slow, sharp smile. How greedy of you. He doesn’t mind the idea—but he does mind not being the one who has the most of your attention.
Immediately, he starts testing you. If you flirt with someone else, he’ll slide up beside you and whisper something dangerous enough to make your pulse jump. He loves watching the others react—if they get possessive, he eats it up. If they don’t care, he’ll make them care. He acts nonchalant, but there’s a sharpness in his gaze. If he ever feels like he’s just one of many without something special between you, he’ll pull back.
Mhin
Mhin already struggles with trust and attachment—this only makes it worse.
At first, they scoff and roll their eyes. Figures. Their mind jumps straight to the worst conclusions. Do you actually care about any of them? Or is this just a game to you?
Immediately, they pull away. If they were starting to open up to you, this would make them slam their walls back up. But if they believe you genuinely care about all of them, that you’re not just playing with their feelings, then it terrifies them how much they want to trust you. They’ll be the last to accept it—but once they do, they won’t fight for your attention. They’ll just… wait. If you want them, you’ll have to come to them.
Kuras
Kuras is the least affected by the revelation. If anything, he finds it intriguing.
At first, he gives a calm, thoughtful look. Is that so? No judgment, just observation. He has seen many kinds of relationships before. This does not surprise him. But why do you want this? That’s the question he’s interested in.
He doesn’t react outwardly, but there’s a softness in his gaze when he looks at you. He won’t compete for your affection, but he will make it known that if you truly want him, he is here. He is patient. Watching how the others handle it with mild amusement, he seems as if he’s observing something inevitable.
Would they all be okay with it? Maybe. Maybe not. But one thing is for sure: the tension would be unreal.
You and the touchstarved gang go on a forest hike. What could possibly go wrong? (I know this is really OOC, realistically they wouldn’t go on a hike together because the drama is crazy, but hey, it’s fun to imagine)
AIS
Doesn’t say much, but is enjoying the quality time. He lets the others take the reins because he trusts them.
Looks good wearing a T-shirt and shorts and lots of passersby check him out. Leander is not pleased.
The most physically built out of the five and doesn’t break a sweat even on the steep areas.
Can probably carry all the backpacks and still be fine, but won’t offer unless you beg him what a dick. Oh you want me to carry some of your stuff? No. Why? I don’t want to. In the end he would carry them for you.
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Very unprepared. He just wore casual clothes and hiking shoes. Asking Kuras every 10 minutes if he can get a sip of his water or use his sunscreen.
Shows that he cares about the others when he slows his pace to match the slowest person in the group. It’s Vere. He listens to his complaining.
Looking out for any signs of danger.
Won’t take any pictures on the hike. If you try to take a picture with him he’ll either smile wickedly or lick your face for a reaction.
He’d get hungry and eats a poisonous mushroom even after Mhin pointed out that it was poisonous. Shrugs and throws away the mushroom cuz there was no flavor.
When he reaches the destination, he’d be impressed by the view and peacefully sit while drinking some oolong tea. Vere stole it from a hiker and gave it to him. How kind of him.
KURAS
Kuras likes to wander and discover new places so he said yes. He wasn’t pleased there would be other members Vere joining them. He tries to hide his distaste and focuses on the trail.
Is taken in by the nature and how the sun casts light between the trees and making a beautiful scenery. When a cool breeze passes and his hair flutters, it almost looks like their a forest fairy.
He brought extra water because he knew there would be somebody that would forget.
If he noticed you’re tired, he’d suggest that they’d take a break. Also brought a First Aid Kit if there was an accident. He’s a doctor; it would be embarrassing if he didn’t bring one.
The most elegant hiker. It’s very peculiar seeing him hiking because it looks like he’s gliding. He doesn’t break a sweat and has an amused look on his face the entire time. What is he thinking?
Walks beside Mhin and listens to them talking about random biology facts. Is very interested in what they have to say and will even point out at herbs as they pass by them.
Ignores Vere who keeps making backhanded comments about him from behind. Will keep quiet about a ditch, root, or a spider up ahead. Smiles when he hears Vere scream behind him.
He’d probably come back again by himself or with one extra person, either Mhin or MC.
LEANDER
99% chance that this whole thing was his idea. He’s an active guy and likes to spend time with others. He’d probably done the hike a number of times before.
The one leading. He’s prepared and has all the basic necessities, even things you wouldn’t think of. He caters to your needs the most. If you ask if anyone has x y and z, he’d be the first to offer it. He wants to be relied on and show he’s a competent man!
Acts as the “trail leader” of the group. Has a map in hand.
He whistles when he isn’t talking.
Highly susceptible to bug bites.
Notices that the group is functioning in pairs, Mhin with Kuras and Vere with Ais. He’d feel like a third wheel and will talk to you the most. Will get mopey if you talk to somebody else. If you notice he’s been quiet, join him at the front and talk to him and he’d be overwhelmed with joy.
Puts on a lot of deodorant and the others try not to cringe at the smell. Mhin or Vere would point it out and he’d laugh, but he’s dying inside.
Gets competitive when a bunch of hikers giggle to themselves over Ais. Oh wow is it getting hot out here, let me just take off my shirt and show off my sculpted abs. Ais knows exactly what he’s doing and side-eyes him.
When he reaches the destination, he tries to makes a speech about how proud he is of everyone and yada yada, nobody is listening and doing their own thing. He’s distraught. At least the view is nice.
MHIN
Doesn’t like anyone there except for Kuras and MC (Leander is tolerable).
Gets fed up really quickly with Vere’s complaining and Leander’s nonsensical chatter.
The one covered up the most because they get easily sunburnt.
Brought a gallon full of ice cold water and would not share.
Surprisingly agile and has high endurance.
Super unlucky, would step on the weirdest sh*t on the hike.
Enjoys the wildlife around them. Points out at things they’ve read in books. Will get really deep into it if you reciprocate the interest.
Keeping track of the map because they don’t trust Leander. Has caught him going the wrong direction a few times.
Looking out for danger #2.
Munches on plain crackers when they get hungry and looks like a hamster. If you point it out you’ll get stabbed.
Once at the destination, they try to find a souvenir rock. If you ask them what they’re doing they’ll shoo you away. If you give them a nice rock you found, they’d carefully analyze it before thanking you with a small blush.
VERE
He is not happy to be here. And he will make it clear from the very start.
High chance that he said yes cuz Ais was going.
Can’t stand listening to Kuras and Mhin being nerds and Leander talking about the time he almost got married to a middle-aged nun. HUH?! HOW DO YOU EVEN DO THAT-
Complains and super snarky at the very beginning, but gradually starts to quieten down due to fatigue.
Stealing stuff from fellow hikers just for the heck of it.
The best dressed hiker. Many people are in awe how sexy he looks. And yes, he made one of his admirers buy it for him. He will wear it once and then throw it away.
Sweat gives him that natural glow :0
Vere WON’T forget about the sunscreen and bug spray. He won’t let a hike ruin his skin for the rest of the week.
Does not look out for danger, IS the danger.
Rare sight of Vere with a high ponytail. Ais grabs him by the pony tail when he wants his attention.
Once he reaches the site, he’s going to take a quick nap under a shade. You can join him, but be wary.
hullo!
I hope you're doing good <3
i've never usually cared much for matchups but i've fallen in love with the Touchstarved characters. i think the wait is far too long and so i decided to indulge myself heh
my description:
Pronouns: she/her
Name: Lillian (Nickname: Lily)
Romantic matchup
Physical features: shoulder-length wavy, dark hair that always looks like a mess and deep brown eyes, tan skin, 5'2 (unfortunately)
Hobbies: reading, writing, art, video games, working out, cooking, building stuff, collecting random things,
Likes: animals, music, films, photography, travelling, architecture, martial arts, sports (mainly football), spicy foods, sweets!! (its an obsession), anything horror and sci-fi, playing in the rain/snow, playfighting, nature, the beach, tattoos, piercings, jackets.
i'm a HUGE science nerd, esp when it comes to physics and bio. i love math and history too.
also i've had this obsession with the colour blue since i could remember.
Dislikes: insects, country music, silence, hot weather, bad listeners, constant lying, geography
Random facts:
My top love languages are definitely physical affection, quality time and acts of service.
I've always been a stubborn picky eater despite my family trying to kill that habit.
My music preferences are a mix of metal, rock, indie and pop. it really varies based on my mood. i love listening to classical music as well.
I can be quite clumsy most of the time but it helped me develop quick reflexes, i don't actually end up causing a mess often (thank god or i'd be dead). i do get a ton of small injuries though.
My recklessness is usually calculated, so don't be worried if i jump off the roof :)
(i'm an adrenaline junkie, i can't help it)
I do a bit of calisthenics because i'm trying to improve on my core strength and parkour skills.
I can be really directionless most of the time because my memory is frankly embarrassingly poor, which means i get lost easily.
I'm an ambivert who fluctuates between loving people with my bleeding heart and hating (almost) everyone. i tend to yap a lot. i love intense discussions about anything and everything. it's fun to bicker and tease. I'm overly dramatic and sassy.
I like being in charge but wouldn't mind someone else having the reigns for a change. I'm really protective and loyal once i become fond of someone.
I'm used to being the one to take care of others, i like to spoil my people. I have this habit of giving a personalized nickname to anyone i'm close to. Once i get attached, i'm real clingy.
I try to help out whenever i can, even at my own expense, but i'm working on it.
It's really hard for me to open up about my issues and talk about my feelings; i prefer cracking jokes or distractions.
I tend to feel cold often, esp my hands and feet.
Most of the time my muscles are usually sore. I struggle with sleep and my appetite is kind of inconsistent.
I don't get unnerved easily by blood, gore, etc and can watch literally anything with a straight face.
My top aesthetic is grunge or dark academia probably.
Thank you for reading all of this lmao <3
I'm so excited to see what you come up with!
Hii, I'm doing well, thanks!^^ here's your matchup!
☆ romantic matchup
☆ tw - none!
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*Drum roll please* I match you with Ais!
The similiarities between your life styles are so so apparent! Just like you, Ais also lives for a fun challenge and for the feeling of an adrenaline rush. It's fairly obvious by Ais's body type that he's athletic, so he would have no trouble keeping up with your need for adventure, whether that be via sports or doing something daring. I see Ais enjoying martial arts and calisthenics too, and he'd be absolutely down to learn those skills with you!
Additionally, I think that Ais has a high tolerance for spicy food so he'll challenge you to eat a bunch of very spicy food with him as a fun game.
You two also share a liking for animals! He'll be so happy if you share the same interest in keeping soulless as pets, and he'll gladly let you petsit his own soulless when he is busy.
While Ais is an avid yapper himself, sometimes it feels nice to sit back and listen to someone else talk instead. He'll listen to you as intently as he can and if that turns into a fiery debate, then so be it! As stated earlier, Ais loves a good challenge, and he'll try using his wit to win the upperhand in a discussion like the smartass he is. Ais does it because he just loves watching your dramatic reactions! This type of playful teasing appears very often in your relationship.
If you ask about his tattoo, he'll gladly tell you the meaning or the reason he got it. He'll even encourage you to touch it and will use his tattooed arm as an excuse to get closer to you, if only that's what you're comfortable with, of course!
Speaking about physical touch, it's definetly one of his top love languages! He's just not too big on PDA though, but he'll put an arm over your shoulders when you're sitting/walking somewhere. Other than that, he likes cuddling with you in private! He's definetly a big spoon and a comfortable one at that since he has quite a bit of mass.
I think that Ais has acts of service as his love language too, though it's a type of love language reserved for people closest to him, like you. He'll always have a favorite snack of yours somewhere in his pocket, will actively plan dates for you two to go on and will sometimes pick up peculiar trinkets for you to add to your random stuff collection.
Ais doesn't mind that you're a picky eater and won't try to get you to eat things that you really don't want. But if you want to try to eat something new, he'll try it with you!
When you joke about your own struggles and trauma Ais will humor you, but will also briefly remind you that you can talk to him about anything. Ais may not be a very serious guy, but he'll get serious when life calls for it!
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I hope you enjoy it, Lily!! It may be a bit ooc, so I'm sorry about that!!
Hi hi hi !! Idk if ur TS headcanons asks are still open (I am, so so sorry if not) but if they are I was wondering if you could do some Pirate Ais Au? >:3 I saw that idea in one of ur other posts and i think the idea is just MUAH MUAH
It could just be general Ais headcanons or X Mc :0 anything with him just being a pirate because bro I just love pirates so much 😭 they are SO COOL and Ais as a pirate captain is just ??? Even better ???
Anyway, I hope you have the best rlly good day 🫶
Pirate Ais AU 🏴☠️ Touchstarved
GN reader - no warnings | Yes my asks are still open !!! So happy you liked my idea :') OMG OMG OMG WHERE DO I EVEN START ?!!!!? The brainrot is real and fueling eachother with ideas like that is making it even better (or worse u choose uefgzifguz). As a kid who was obsessed with pirates and a current One Piece fan, your ask is exactly what I needed, thank you so much ♥ This AU is more joyful than what's seen of his canon life so yeah, hope you'll like it ! Okay, ready to sail ? Let's go !
• First : the ✨fashion✨. Ais could be at sea for weeks but would still make sure to look good, real good. I mean look at him ! He even has a pretty hat he wears on special occasions ✧.
• In this AU, Ais has his crew but is still affiliated to Ocudeus. Instead of being the spirit of the Seaspring, Ocudeus is literally the incarnation of the sea depths, a whole big Kraken ! Its energy, force and magic are linked to the abyss.
↑ Ais powers manifest differently here. Instead of seeing through the eyes of others, Ocudeus gave him some sort of marine omniscience. He can use the kraken's senses to a certain limit, a real advantage for navigation. Bro can literally listen through the sea itself if he wills enough :') He must have seen a lot...
• Ocudeus isn't the only spirit of his kind but is genuinely intrigued by mortals. It's not his first time forming a pact with 'lower beings' but Ais is actually one of his favourite holders/vessels so far lmaoezoihf. He kinda cares about the pirate, who's the closest thing he has to a friend.
• His ship is his second home, he takes absolute care of it. If his whole crew has to stay up all night to tidy & wash everything from top to bottom, they will ! And of course, the ship has a japanese name ! Ais named it "Hayai" [速] cause she's the fastest boat you'll ever see (his words not mine). First time you hear him talk about her you're like "...Wait who's Hayai ?" "This big girl over here >:)" and he shows you his amazing ship with a proud smile, which you really weren't expecting !
• Loves, loves, loves to travel ! Any new destination in his adventures is a reason to explore more, search for information and mysteries. He's just so curious about everything :')
• He picks up expressions, phrases and languages from his previous trips ! If he can remember as much as possible, he'll note everything in his log.
→ After every daily island/town tour, he makes sure to write a little about what happened so far. How much they traveled, how much they visited, how much they learned from passengers and citizens.
• Ais originally comes from a village on a small island, lots of yokais live in there as a community.
• He moves a lot but always comes back to his hometown when he can ! He's someone who gets attached and I just know he'd never abandon his little village.
• As a captain, his main role is to make sure everyone's fine. He checks up on his mates whenever he feels something might be wrong. He's got a sort of sixth sense for that... wonder how he got it hm 👀
→ Being the big softie he is, he actually really likes sleeping in the same room as his whole crew instead of his own cabin, he knows they're safe with him so he feels way less stressed. (Would 100% read bedtime stories to the youngest members.)
• His goal isn't even to find treasures or anything, he simply enjoys the freedom of being a pirate, the message behind it and especially the sailor fights !
• Knows how to sword fight and is pretty talented at it ! If you want to learn one or two tricks, he'll teach you >:)
• That man already had the smell of blood, smoke and metal well... in this AU it's even worse ! His smell is so distinctive and strong, anyone could recognize it from miles away.
• Our boy enjoys a good drink, we know that. Almost every night all his gang gather around and share some booze together in a comforting atmosphere, around a small fire. They enjoy the night together while chatting, playing games and much more !
→ Of course they also share tea in daytime when they're not busy navigating or whatsoever.
• Could also fit in general hcs but, his tattoos move or/and glow at specific moments. Sometimes it's like he's bioluminescent, when he goes in water at night, completely in the dark, his skin starts to glow under the moonlight. First time it happened he was so confused zegbkzuhf.
• After his pact with Ocudeus, he started to feel even more at peace when closer to the ocean. If he stays away from shores or marine areas for too long, little oni starts feeling homesick.
• He really appreciates collecting small objects from his travels. His room is full of souvenirs, strange artefacts found in the sand, small treasures, sea shells, cards from around the lands, old books in foreign languages, cultural jewelries offered by locals etc...
• Never really sets up a specific destination, except if he needs to. He loves the adrenaline of finding new places by complete hazard.
• Ais being a pirate who doesn't like seafood, the most accessible food at seas, is well... ironic.
• The sound of seagull chants and waves soothes him. He usually falls asleep on the deck, sunshine on his skin with the sea rocking him gently.
• First time you come to see him, it's one of his crewmate that tells you about him but you don't even know he's a captain ! You see him for the first time and you're just "Helloooo sailor ! How can I join your pirate gang handsome?"🥴
• Every single member is attractive. That's it. It's not the biggest crew really (around 20 people) but the diversity is here. Young ones, old ones, skinny ones, fat ones, pale skin, dark skin, humans, monsters, all the types really. And yes, some tried to woo you (how could they not, MC is 10/10).
• Kids on the ship view you as the cool unty (is that the gn term ?). Ais thinks it's cute except when you start spending more time with them when he originally invited you over…
• And yes, Princess & all his other soulless are here !!! Now they're more some sorta semi marine creatures. They really like to swim and it's the cutest thing :') Like, Ais and his pets swimming in the sea while some are playing in the sand ??? Too cute for me I-
• Talking about our favourite girl, she's the mascot of the crew ! Everyone is so in love with her, she's everyone's precious lil baby (even tho she can and will bite). They'll sometimes try to dress her up to fit their aesthetic and surprisingly she doesn't seem to mind. Also, the sounds she makes are…a mystery !
• Okay but just picture it : Ais hair flowing into the wind while he's watching the horizon, hues of the sea reflecting on his skin looking so peaceful.
• Thinking about his jolly roger, it would be a oni skull surrounded by red eyes with two teal sabers behind (I did a lil sketch hehe) :
• His favourite thing to find are old maps ! Especially if they lead to ancient locations with unchanged names. He has a lot of them and it also might be why he gets into a lot of fights (maps are a treasure themselves so of course people are gonna take risks).
• Even if he's young, he has a big reputation among other pirates. Rule number one : Don't mess with him or his crew. Number two : If you want information there's always a price to pay ! He's nice and generous but hey you know : don't except mercy.
→ Known for his loyalty tho ! If you show that you're worthy of his trust, he'll be your best ally for the rest of your life. He's intimidating but full of qualities.
Summary: Nobody had seen Ais for a few days. You, ever the good samaritan, venture out to the Seaspring to solve the minor mystery and perhaps provide a shoulder in his possible trying times? or more than that, apparently
Words: 1k || TW: NSFW || For dearest @nutashall <3
Nobody had seen Ais for a few days.
You, ever the good samaritan, ventured out to the Seaspring to solve the minor mystery and perhaps provide a shoulder in his possible trying times? Yet when you entered the temple, there was only silence.
The Spring itself was slightly rippling, which tipped you off. You climbed up, and made a turn towards where Ais’s bed was placed
He was right there, buried from head to toe under the covers. The little parts of his that were visible were flushed and sweaty, and his breathing sounded shallow.
“Ais?” You run to his side, pressing a hand on his forehead; burning.
“Leave,” he grunted, turning his back on you.
“What happened, why are you—”
“Leave,” His voice was frayed at the edges… not quite human.Ever the stubborn, you grabbed his bicep to turn him back around, but he didn't move. Instead, you pulled all the sheets away.
They fell away in one tug, and heat poured off him like a furnace. Your breath caught in your throat; he was completely bare beneath. His body was obviously tense; chest heaving with every breath and muscles trembling like he was barely holding himself together.
His dick—a thick, pulsing tentacle, ridged along the length—was already slick, hard, and leaking against his thigh.
“Ais—”
His hand shot out, catching your wrist before you could reach for him. His grip was bruising, pupils blown wide and wild.
You should’ve listened. You knew you should’ve listened. “You’re burning up…” Your mouth betrayed you.
Ais’s jaw clenched so tight it looked painful. “Heat,” he grunted out like a curse. Your heart jumped to your throat. Gods, no wonder he’d vanished for days. “It’ll pass. Go.”
You swallowed hard, trying not to let your eyes flick down again or deliberately notice how he was already rutting weakly against the sheets. But of course he noticed.
“Don’t… do this to you,” he rasped, tugging you closer without meaning to, his hand still locked around your wrist. His forehead pressed to your stomach, hotness searing your skin through your clothes. “I can’t hold back if you stay.”
Your knees went weak at the way his voice cracked. Absentmindedly, one of your hands ran through his hair, scratching softly at the back of his hair.
With a shudder, Ais pulled you down onto the bed—gentler than you’d think his instincts would allow—pinning you effortlessly beneath his fevered body. His lips were frantic on your throat, desperate as his cock started rutting against your hips now—instead of the sheets—leaving wet smears across your skin.
“Forgive me,” he groaned, every muscle trembling. “I need—duck—I need you—” He tried to kiss you, but it came out as teeth, tongue and mingling, panting breaths.
…
Something shifted.
From the base of his spine, thick, slimy tentacles uncoiled into the air. They glistened with a sheen that made your skin prickle, curling instinctively around your wrists, your thighs, your waist. You gasped as one wrapped your ankle, spreading you open without hesitation, another sliding up your chest to pin you down.
“Ais—!”
“Don’t look at me,” he rasped, face burning with shame and hunger altogether. “It’s worse during heat. I can’t—” His hips jerked, as though every nerve in his body was lit.
And yet, his mouth curled into a dangerous smirk. His cock pressed at your entrance; the tip probed, not blunt but alive, curling and twitching, almost teasing… or testing; at any case, lining up.
“You shouldn’t have come,” Ais rasped, as his tentacle-dick nudged in, stretching you wider than anything ever had, every ridge dragging against your walls. He swallowed your gasp with a messy kiss. “I didn’t want you to see.”
The first few thrusts carried that arrogance of his; slow and deep, rolling inside you as his tentacles stroked your skin and against your stomach, teasing your nipples, curling around you tight enough to leave a bruise. Your hands tugged at them, but they only tightened, holding you down as Ais drove in deeper, deeper and faster until your walls squeezed down around him.
His cock responded instinctively, wriggling inside you and flexing deeper. His smug rhythm stuttered as a low, startled moan ripped out of him before he could catch it. He bit your shoulder to hide the upcoming ones, canines sharp enough to break skin.
“F-fuck—” Ais’s eyes squeezed shut, his body trembling against yours. “—gods—” His forehead pressed to yours. “I can’t—”
You clenched around him again, and he whined—actually whined—hips bucking forward helplessly. Another tentacle slithered between your thighs, curling slickly against your sex, teasing circles that made you arch helplessly against him.
“I need you—please, I—” The words tumbled out raw. “Too much—” he panted, forehead pressed against yours. “Hurts—”
Ais’s mouth pressed against a bite he had left on your throat. His head dropped, hair sticking to sweat-damp skin and hands clutching at you like he’d drown if he let go. One tentacle lifted your chin gently, tilting your head so he could kiss you.
You could feel his dick knotting, swelling thicker near the base as the tentacles around your body pulled you tighter, tighter—
He finally spilled hot inside you, knot locking inside so you couldn’t move away even if you tried, body shuddering with frantic relief. You quickly followed suit, eyes rolling back.
By the end, he was trembling above you, sweat dripping onto your skin, his cock nestled nicely inside you.
He was too out of it to move. Instead, Ais nuzzled against your neck. “Don’t leave me like this...”
Summary: You just want to sleep... and know the perfect place for it!
Words: 650 || AO3 version here
Sometimes, Lowtown was—for lack of a better term—a hellhole. Especially the Amaryllis district, happening to be the pleasure district of the half-city.
Staying at the Wick was hardly an option anymore. The noise every night was unbearable, and though you knew you were being selfish—where else could you find food and a bed for free?—the dark eyebags came back in record time. You’d tried strolling through the streets during the busy hours, but that had only gotten you into more trouble than it was worth; hunters, bandits, and all the other "good stuff" this district liked to offer.
You couldn’t tell Leander, and you didn’t want to bother Kuras again. Seriously, though—where did the doctor sleep? …Did he even sleep? Vere would laugh in your face, and Mhin probably wouldn’t care.
So one midnight, after surveilling the bar, you slipped past the hungry patrons and drunk students and skittered toward the surrounding wastelands.
Before stepping fully into the clearings, you paused.
Right; Ais had said to follow someone with red eyes like his to reach the temple. You glanced back at the city, sighing, before whipping around again at the sound of a familiar growl drifting from the mist.
That was definitely Princess.
You pressed your lips thin to hide the smile tugging at them; did he know…? You shook your head. Whatever. Shoulders squaring, you strode forward with a little more confidence.
It didn’t take long for the temple to emerge from the fog, Soulless crowding its edges. Happy and Bucket moved toward you almost immediately. You bent to scoop up the former, grinning as it wiggled against you, while the latter—walrus-like and massive—slid closer as if asking for a hug.
You laughed softly. They didn’t scare you anymore, not really, despite their slimy, deathlike appearance. You gave the giant what it wanted—or rather, it enveloped you, since your arms couldn’t reach around it at all.
Inside the temple, the air thickened with the scent of smoke and leather.
“Ais?” you called softly. No answer.
“Dang it.” You leaned against a pillar, resisting the urge to slide down it in despair. Staying here uninvited felt wrong—you should probably just turn back—
“Sparrow?” The whisper echoed suddenly.
Your head shot up. “Ais?”
“Shit… Uh, you looking at the entrance?”
“Yeah?”
“Turn right. Staircase.”
You frowned. Staircase? Since when was there—? Not that you’d spent much time in the temple, but you could’ve sworn Ais would be the type to perch on a pillar like a smug monkey just to make an entrance.
Still, you approached, masking your desperation, and climbed.
“Over here,” he said again.
You rounded the corner and—oh.
Damn.
He was sitting on a large bed draped in white covers, a finger pressed to his lips. Princess lay sprawled across one of his legs, snuggled under a red blanket, breathing deeply in sleep.
Beyond adorable.
Ais set his book aside—you noticed now that the walls were lined with shelves, every inch stuffed with tomes—and looked at you.
“What’d you want?”
“I…” What did you want? Peace? Comfort? Sleep? Maybe all three.
He sighed, a mix of exasperation and amusement. “Come here.”
“What?”
“I won’t repeat myself.”
You edged closer to the bed, only to be pulled firmly against his broad chest.
Heat rushed to your cheeks. “Ais—!”
“Shh. Don’t wanna wake her,” he nodded toward Princess, still curled in slumber.
You clamped a hand over your mouth as he maneuvered you between his legs, one hand steady against your back. You melted, nestling into him, arms slipped around his waist almost on their own.
“Someone’s tired,” he murmured. A blanket settled over you, too.
“Mm,” you hummed, the weight of exhaustion finally crashing over you. How long had you been running on fumes?
Ais made a pleased sound, hand drifting over your back as he picked his book back up with the other.
Headcanons about how the LIs would kiss the MC for the first time? Definitely not ideas to draw-
oMG— HI HI HIIIIIIIIIII 🙋♂️🙇♂️ *exploads*
𝓐𝓲𝓼
✩ Probably happens in a dimly lit, secluded part of Eridia—perhaps an alleyway where the air is thick with the pungent stench of rotting garbage and decay. The narrow space between the crumbling buildings offers a rare moment of solitude in that God-forgotten city.
✩ Ais's eyes, usually sharp and alert, soften as they linger on the MC.
✩ In his defense, emotions were running H I G H. It's not his fault they were right there, looking so beautiful and absolutely enticing.
✩ His gaze remains locked on theirs, searching for something—maybe permission, maybe a sign that they feel the same pull that he does. When he finds it, his resolve seems to crumble, just a little.
✩ With a deep breath, as if steeling himself, Ais reaches out. His hand, usually so steady and sure, hovers for a moment before finally brushing against the MC’s cheek. The touch is surprisingly gentle.
✩ Yeah, the consequences could wait
✩ The kiss is slow at first, almost tentative, as if he’s testing the waters, unsure of how far he can go. But when the MC responds, the kiss deepens, becoming more intense.
There’s a rawness to it, an urgency that leaves them both breathless.
✩ Ais’s other hand comes up to cradle the back of the MC’s head, pulling them closer as if afraid they might slip away. The world around them—the decay, the danger, the darkness—melts away, leaving just the two of them, lost in the moment.
✩ When they finally pull apart, Ais’s breath is ragged, his forehead resting against the MC’s as he struggles to regain control. His eyes, once so unreadable, now shimmer with a vulnerability he’s never shown before.
✩ “Don’t make me regret this,” he murmurs, his voice low and rough, a plea wrapped in a warning.
𝓚𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓼
✞ The bitch /affectionately has been dropping shameless hints the moment he met them the very same day
✞ It is a wall. A very nice wall, if he has a say. He's the type to trap them between a rock and a... hard place [you guess which is which]
✞ "Well, he looks at me and I look at him And he looks at me and I look at him And he looks at me and I look at him" And it goes like that for a few agonising long moments. Mfr is like :3
✞ His expression is gentle, but there’s a depth of emotion there that he hasn’t fully expressed before. Eventually, mister giraffe leans down for a long peak. There’s no rush, giving the MC all the time in the world to decide if that is what they want.
✞ He kisses them with a kind of reverence, as if they’re something precious, something to be cherished.
✞ Oh, don't get me STARTED ON THE HAND PLACEMENT
✞ One hand on the small of their back, firm yet gentle, guiding them closer to him. The other hand tangled in their hair, fingers softly caressing the back of their neck.
✞ When they eventually pull apart, Kuras’s eyes remain closed for a moment longer, as if savoring the feeling, the memory of their lips on his. He smiles, but it’s tinged with a kind of sadness.
✞ Next moment, he's holding them tight against his chest, allowing them to feel the steady beat of his heart.
✞ “Thank you”
𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻
🗡 Takes place in The Wet Wick, buzzing with its usual crowd—a mix of unsavory characters, mercenaries, and those looking to drown their troubles in strong drink.
🗡 Leander leans in his chair, his posture relaxed. His fingers tap lightly against the rim of his glass, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
🗡 “You know, I can’t tell if you’re doing this on purpose,” his words, like always, are laced with that effortless charm.
🗡 Leander watches them for a moment longer, then, with a slow, deliberate movement, reaches out. His fingers lightly graze the back of the MC’s hand, sending a shiver up their arm. Leander’s touch is warm, and his lips even more so as places a soft kiss upon the bare knuckles, emerald eyes gleaming with adoration.
🗡 He then moves their hand to cup his cheek, leaning in...
🗡 The kiss is everything the MC might have expected from him—confident, intense, and undeniably passionate. His lips move against theirs with a kind of practiced ease, as if he’s done this a thousand times before.
🗡 His hand comes up to the small of their back, pulling them closer, his body pressing against theirs.
🗡 When he finally pulls back, his breath is ragged, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. His eyes are darker now, filled with something deeper.
🗡 He gives a small chuckle, though it’s softer, more vulnerable. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this”
𝓜𝓱𝓲𝓷
🕊 rOOFTOP KISS
The night sky is overcast, casting a muted gray glow over the city. A cool breeze rustles the MC’s clothes as they sit beside Mhin, both of them watching the distant lights flicker across the chaotic city below. The two of them sit in silence, a silence that’s not uncomfortable but rather familiar.
🕊 Mhin's shoulders are slightly less tense, their gaze lingers on the horizon rather than avoiding eye contact. They mightt be on the edge of letting something slip through the cracks of their defenses.
🕊 “Why are you still here? With me?” It’s a question born of clear curiosity, neither insecurity nor doubt.
They turn to face the MC, their heart beating a little faster.
🕊 For a moment, Mhin looks like they might pull back, might retreat into themselves the way they always do. But instead, they hesitate, their breath catching slightly as they move closer.
🕊 “Because I want to be.” It’s not an elaborate answer, but it’s the truth, and Mhin values honesty above all else.
“Are you sure?” Mhin asks, their voice quieter still, almost like they’re asking themselves more than the MC.
The MC nods, their gaze steady. “Yes.”
🕊 That’s all it takes.
🕊 Mhin is the one to close the final distance between them.
🕊 The kiss is delicate, almost fragile, as though Mhin is afraid to break something—perhaps the walls they’ve built around themselves [too late for that tho---] It’s not rushed or passionate, but slow and measured, like they’re trying to make sense of it.
🕊 Mhin’s hand hovers near the MC’s cheek, as if they want to touch but aren’t sure they should.
🕊 When they finally break the kiss, Mhin pulls back slowly, their gaze searching the MC’s face for any sign of regret or hesitation. There's definately color in their cheeks.
𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓮
✦ The alleyway behind The Wet Wick, where the flickering light from the tavern barely reaches. It's late, the streets mostly empty except for the occasional passerby, and the two of them have just slipped out of sight, away from the bustling noise of the tavern.
✦ “You really should be more careful around me, you know,” Vere says, his voice low and lilting, dripping with mock concern.
✦ He steps closer, his movements smooth, almost predatory, like a cat toying with its prey. He tilts his head slightly, amusement dancing in his eyes as he closes the gap between them.
✦ His hand moves to brush lightly against the MC’s arm, the touch barely there, more of a tease than a real caress. It's intoxicating, his scent a mix of something sweet and dangerous, like poisoned honey.
✦ They can’t tell if he’s about to kiss them or kill them—and that’s exactly how Vere likes it.
✦ His lips are soft, but there’s a dangerous edge to the way he kisses them, his teeth grazing their bottom lip just enough to send a shiver down their spine.
✦ His hand comes up to cup the side of their neck, his fingers lightly pressing into their skin, holding them in place as he deepens the kiss.
✦ It's as much a test as a promise, a dance on the edge of something darker, something dangerous. It isn’t just about fun for him—it’s about control.
✦ When he finally pulls back, his breath is ragged, his eyes w i d e and hungry. He lingers close, his lips still barely brushing theirs.
✦ “You’ve managed to exceed my expectations,” Vere murmurs, his voice soft but dripping with intrigue. "Kiss me like that again, and I might actually start to like you.”
