my first hq sketches I did in may/something in 2025 because I don't have time to do new, even if I want to </3 but I like being here, I want to share :)
anyways one of my fav headcannons you made is “he thinks you’re wrapped around his finger, but really it’s the other way around”, what if he realized you’re the one controlling him? Hehehehe <33
Ahhh thank you! Honestly I think I could go a lot more in depth than I did even here with actually living with him, but these are pretty fun thought I think hehehe
Mymo x Reader — Wrapped around your finger
CW: Mutual Manipulation, Sort of toxic but they’re both into it, brief mention of biting and licking, GN reader, name and pronouns not mentioned
Mymo is definitely a very self centered person, even when he has a partner, so for a while he doesn't even consider it a possibility.
I imagine he prides himself in being able to brag about many things, and one of those things is being a good– no, the best partner.
It’s because of this that Mymo decides that he obviously knows what's best for you.
It starts off with small things.
He suggests you were a certain colour that day, or that you should scramble your eggs instead of frying them.
Most things you just indulge because it really is nothing to you, and it seems to make him happy.
If you previously worked for him, or maybe you still do, you know it's not out of the ordinary for Mymo to be very particular in how he wants things done.
You don't even bat an eye at all his little requests…
But you're not an idiot.
You soon catch yourself doing things that you would never normally do, totally preemptively because you know he’d be happier with it.
Wearing an outfit that before you would never pick out yourself, or schmoozing with people you don't even like.
It's strange, really.
You loved Mymo, of course, but lately you had been doing more things for him than you were for yourself.
And every time you did, that grin on his face just grew wider– like he knew what was going on.
And he did! You were constantly thinking about what he would want, even when it was something pedantic.
It was one thing when his followers doted on him, but now you?
This couldn't get any better…
…
It kinda pissed you off.
Sure, his whole thing was having control over others, but the fact that he thought he could have control over you??
No, that wouldn't do.
But you wouldn't just confront him about it. What would that solve?
You know him well enough to know that he'd just deny it, but then continue to do it.
You had to turn the tables. Not to anything bad, of course, but things would change.
And what did you do? You played into it.
Nothing you did was unintentional now, but you played up your naivety.
Every action you took was tailor made to make Mymo happy, and you pretended not to notice.
You totally didn't know that the dinner that you chose was his favorite, of course not!
You didn't act phased when he told you blatant lies to your face, instead just nodding and smiling like you were taking his words at face value.
Giving him random compliments here and there? Oh boy, that hooks him completely.
Mymo happily took praise when it came from his followers, but unprompted from you? It sends him reeling.
Every kiss, or touch, or glance that you sent his way slowly turned from something normal between partners to something that he craved.
Maybe it was the allure of knowing that you were seemingly obsessed with him, and that nobody else could have you, that did it for him.
Maybe it was knowing that he didn't even have to think of using Elenhos, yet you strived to please him in ways nobody else could.
In the end it didn't really matter.
You were made for him, practically in the image of gods themselves, and it was a high that he chased.
In public he began to hold you a little closer than before, his hand always on your waist or the small of your back.
In private he began to divulge every little thought and plan that he had for the future, knowing you wouldn't do anything with the information.
It was adorable to see how quickly he let his guard down
When you first began the relationship, you were half convinced he was only using it as a form of stress relief– he could play house for a few hours without worrying about all of his actual responsibilities.
But as he started to look to you for advice, even when he mentally thought that your seeming obliviousness would mean that your words were useless, you could tell that he genuinely cared.
If your goal was just to affirm that he loved you? You certainly succeeded.
…Yet you wanted to have a little fun with it.
Harmless fun, of course…
The advice that you would give whenever he asked started as nothing more than affirming whatever it was he already wanted to do.
And it stayed that way, but only because you would make him think that your ideas were his.
Hell– as long as he was getting praised for it, you could convince him of anything!
“Thanks for buying me that shirt I wanted! You're so smart, how did you know?! It was so thoughtful!”
“Oh– Don't worry about it, Sweetheart. Just giving you what you deserve…”
Mymo didn't buy any sort of shirt, but his credit card certainly did!
He probably assumed it was Felix or Gil covering for him at first– did he forget an important date and they were just helping out?
He couldn't have you finding out that he forgot!
Mymo very quickly begins to overcompensate, and you certainly notice.
Your eyes glance over something? He immediately buys it in 10 different colours, and he makes a show of it.
Someone is mildly annoying you? Oh no, their house burned down so they have to move very far away. How sad!
Any time you're laying on the couch or in bed together, just idly snuggling, his head is always pressed against the crook of your neck.
Occasionally he takes advantage of this position to lick or sniff you, but more often than now he just likes the closeness.
It's honestly surprising how quiet he becomes, because usually that man is impossible to shut up.
But you could sit for hours, idly talking about your day as he just… listens.
It’s during one of these when Mymo suddenly has an epiphany.
“Oh you sly fox…”
He talks into your skin, his fingers twitching as you can feel his teeth.
When he finally shifts he looks down at you, utterly grinning.
“You played me at my own game, didn't you? How fascinating…”
He's not even mad, he's just surprised that you could pull it off.
You made him give a damn.
Honestly? At the very start you probably were just a flying fancy.
He liked you, but he was sure that eventually he would get bored of you, and someone else would fill in the gap.
Oh, but not you…
Whether you confirm it or not, he knows, and he wears it as a badge of honour.
The only person that can outsmart him… Is his partner.
That's when he knows that you're special.
He can't let you go, not now that he knows your true potential, and so you don't even need to spare a thought as his almost worship of you increases tenfold.
Exceptional people have to be treated exceptionally….
being a constant regressor / perma-regressor highkey isnt for the weak, cuz wdym im regressing because im happy ? wdym im regressing cuz im sad ? im regressing cuz im angry too ?? IS EVERY EMOTION TOO BIG FOR ME ???
I shall no longer keep my fics hidden within my mind and starting putting them to paper (figuratively)!
A while back I finally decided to start typing my daydream fics out instead of jotting down the ideas, and I’m determined to actually put them out there!
I will start by posting my first fic (One Piece LuLaw for those curious) on May 5th!
(Yes I chose that date for Luffy’s birthday 🎁)
If I waited any longer then I’d never post any of them 😂😅
