- She's got experience working with workers for her Queendom, but a friend? It's a surprisingly new concept, and at first she almost treats you like she does her minions
- She grows to become very fond of you and begins holding your opinion as highly as she does her own, making sure the others always do as you say with respect
- She confides in you a lot about the parts of herself her own minions don't even get to see. Her worries, insecurities, and the parts of herself she can't seem to come to terms with
- You help her confidence solidify in a genuine way, not just having an inflated ego (though that never fades) and in return she tries to make you feel treasured
Scorpion Queen:
- She's ecstatic whenever you offer up a QPR. A close confidant is all she's ever wanted, and she accepts eagerly to having your presence around more permanently
- She excitedly let's you see everything she's got in her castle, offering you up anything you could want as a token of gratitude for simply being there
- Jin and Yin come by occasionally and she keeps a very close eye on them to make sure they don't disturb you when you're hanging out together
- She does ask for reassurance quite a few times, but it's because she genuinely appreciates your input and takes your words to heart when you reassure her
Syntax:
- He acts like a bodyguard to you, always wanting to be around you and keep a scathing comment on the back burners for if anyone disrespects you
- He tries to teach you some coding he knows whenever you two hang out together
- You're likely the only one who could ask to install a game on his devices and he might actually say yes
- He's usually endlessly smug for you and brags on your behalf for all your accomplishments, insisting up and down that you deserve the recognition
Huntsman:
- He's not really the best at showing his closeness to you, but he does it in his own small ways like saving the best bits of food for you or scavenging for trinkets so you can keep them
- Immediately gets defensive if he thinks anyone is being rude towards you and tries to square up to anyone being a prick the second he detects it
- You're one of the only people he'll continuously praise, he always makes sure what you do is seen and appreciated just as much as any of his deeds
- Lends you his jacket if you're ever in need of one, and you're the only person he's ever lent it out to
Goliath:
- Absolute sweetheart when it comes to you. He's kind and a gentle giant with you around, but he'll switch up and fuck anyone up who tries to mess with you if you ask
- He likes to carry you around a lot due to his immense size and strength, usually by cradling you in his arm somehow or letting you ride on the mech legs
- Always offers to help with anything you're doing, he likes feeling like he's making things easier on you
- Very encouraging to anything you wanna do. He just really likes spending time with you, even if that's doing something really small or completing missions together
Mayor:
- Very eerily looms around you often, mostly as a way to keep others from getting too close to you
- He gives you access to basically anywhere in Megapolis you could ever want, always uses his title to get you into the secret cool places
- Very very devoted to you. LBD may be who he works for, but he'll do basically anything for you the second you ask him to, and he'll always offer to do more as well
- Basically a massive guard dog, but he also allows himself to be harmlessly zany around you and get a hint of a taste for human enjoyment again
Hii, can u do platonic!reader x Goliath cuddling headcanons
Also your writing is so yummy :D
As you wish?! (And tyyyy)
• GOLIATH X PLATONIC! READER CUDDLING HCS •
༒ At a point if u ever strode up to him, and pleaded him for some cuddles. U would’ve expected him to bark a laugh at you ▀▄
༒ But smth else you hadn’t as well expected, gathering this procession from him, as that he actually accepted this obligated offer as a invitation to you, so he welcomed it gain from his obtain on u ▀▄
༒ Comprehended it as adorable of u to supplicate to him, in request for some buddy buddy physical contact of affection, to connect w him more ▀▄
༒ Rests his chin on the pillow of your head whenever you coze up against him, it makes him get a sense of pride that you laid the hands of your entrustment to him, comfortably ▀▄
༒ You often try to contribute in spooning him at a a time, but compared to his height length and body size it wouldn’t admission to you properly, n he wasn’t either ▀▄
༒ Not much of a cuddler himself, and it is all said n he mentioned on the affirmative both verbally and visually when it’s nots claimed to be allegedly implied on▀▄
༒ He’ll do it for you tho in a heartbeat almost nearly half the time ▀▄
༒ Habitually clings a draped arm over your form, when you do proceeded on slumping over him, so drowsely in a lounged recline in a on his body ▀▄
༒ Regularly only does it if you eventually lull into slumber, and doesn't addressed this foregather from you if u brought it up ▀▄
༒ You'd tended on enticing him by persuading him a lot in swaying your way in under the cloak, by that to gather up the warmth he provided by enveloping yourself around the material of his robe ▀▄
༒ In refusal of the failed induced prompts, after a while, he kinda js let you off the hook, and pardon your excuses of effort ▀▄
༒ Has once found you veiled away underneath of the tuck of his red velvet robes, gripping at his legs, in a spot fast asleep like u were paid to be there ▀▄
༒ Actually misses your absence once in a while, when you're not there keeping company of him he in need of necessary heed from you, regardless ▀▄
༒ Considers on spooning you secretly in your sleep, when he supposedly believes that you've been drawn to slumber long ago ▀▄
༒ Sometimes you did. Other times you weren't. Enough so you'll could js lighten a reaction from him ▀▄
༒ Suggestions a lot on brushing or stroking at the strands of his silver hair throughly of the combo from your sweep fingers ▀▄
༒ Let you repose on the seat of his lap, to take a snooze in. Meanwhile he works on a particular thang his concentration pinpoints it's center around ▀▄
༒ His fav positions is normally the half spoon, the arm draper/overlap, sweet heart cradle ▀▄
༒ U often like to compare him to mama bear in one with their cub, or that of a kangaroo with its joey, n either that could've along be a kaola as well ▀▄
༒ Gets extra overprotective at incoming as a shielding of you that he feels that needs the necessity to get security on ▀▄
༒ Js basically put a barrier slash a stone cold wall on ur guys cozy sessions together ▀▄
༒ if mankind even dare to step between the both of your intruding quality time, punctuating ▀▄
Hi everyone! I've been so busy if I forgot to say something, but I just had my 22nd bday on Nov 11th! I had a good time and bought some cool things. but to celebrate that together, I'm putting a free draft on Kofi, one you can read without paying just because I wanted to. I hope you all enjoy it and give me some feedback on how you're feeling about it.
Hihi Beau!! :D O was wondering if I could request a fluff (with lil bit o angst) of Strong Spider x a protective reader? The big guy gets picked on often but doesn't put up much of a fight, reader- however, is more than willing to stick up for the gentle giant :]]
YO HEY of cOURSE, anything for you dude!
sosorry i couldn'tfind a gif for Strong Spider THEY NEED TO MAKE SOME
Referring to Strong Spider as Goliath in this one cause im pretty sure that might be his actual name hope thats okay? Anyways hope you enjoy its like, roughly 1.4k oneshot, HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT
Context: Goliath. Large, intimidating, and mild-mannered. How could anyone pick on this sweet cinnamon bun? You're baffled as the events of today totally crush your assumptions, but you just have to make sure nothing gets taken personally.
TW: Language, mild injury
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"Where the hell are you two going?"
You flash Huntsman a warning glare as you stuff whatever you need in your bag; wallet, phone, license, the whole shebang. "Out. We're just going . . . out."
"Ha! The Queen ain't gonna be happy about you wanderin' off," Huntsman snickers, but he doesn't sound worried about what fate has in store for you. In fact, the cocky spider demon seems to enjoy the thought of you getting in trouble.
"It's not like I'd get anything productive done here with you nagigng."
"You can't get shit done anyways."
"Like hell!"
Loud, thunking footsteps reach your ears. Someone's been listening.
"Uh . . . guys? If Huntsman wants to come with us, (Y/N), I wouldn't mind," Goliath offers awkwardly, sending a trying smile your way.
Ah, well, your soul lifts at the sight of him.
"Nah, Huntsman would rather die."
Said asshole scoffs, an offended gurgle sounding in his throat. "I'm not goin' on some shitty field trip to the mall. Especially not with you goons."
"The feeling is mutual," you scoff, backing up a few steps.
He eyes you piercingly. "You're actually going? What if I tell the Queen, huh?"
"Go ahead!" You retort.
"Fine! Suffer!"
"Uh- actually, I wouldn't do that," Goliath pipes up, finger raised in objection. "We're just going shopping, Huntsman."
The assassin glares at the larger spider, to which you immediately bristle at. "Pfft, I never asked for your opinion, big guy. You just make sure they don't do anything stupid, otherwise the Queen will have my hide, because she always blames me for the shit you pull off," Huntsman growls, eyes flashing. "Got that?"
Goliath puffs a sigh. "Yeah, all right."
"Over my dead body," you mutter under your breath as the idiot stalks off. You're grateful none of Goliath's other spider friends are nearby, or they, too, would have something to say about your trip.
You're pissed at Huntsman for going off on Goliath as well, and you're irked that it might put a damper on your day.
Swiftly, you turn to face the giant. "So! Ready?"
"Oh! Yeah, guess so. . . ." He says bashfully, smiling and rubbing the back of his neck. Some of the anger fades at the look, and you're suddenly smiling like an idiot.
"You're adorable."
***
So you lied.
Ah, well. Huntsman doesn't deserve the truth, anyways.
You and Goliath actually had plans to visit the botanical gardens today, and the Spider Queen is well aware of this. Sure, you had to beg for your life as well as her permission, but it should be worth it.
Even if some things don't go as planned.
"Those are pretty," you say, pointing at a particular patch of lotus flowers resting atop a shiny pond. "And so cute!"
It appears that your beloved companion is watching a family in the distance. They're currently observing a large patch of garden work - they should be admiring the different colors and species flowing effortlessly together to create a parade of entertainment. But . . . no. It doesn't seem so.
The family keeps glancing Goliath's way.
That doesn't sit well with you. Especially with the looks they're giving the cinnamon roll; contempt, hate, judgement. Disgust, even.
It disgusts you.
Ever since spider demons were officially accepted into society (at the expense of a LOT of rules and plenty of legislations being passed, regarding the restriction of their taste for human flesh. Yeah, it still gives you anxiety just thinking about the paperwork), people have had nothing else to talk about. You notice that most of the topics centered around spider demons aren't very friendly.
To witness it in person as you catch the hushed mumbling, to see their hateful eyes pass over Goliath's large figure, well . . .
A fire is set ablaze in your chest.
You glance back at Goliath, eyes narrowing at his features. He won't look at you; instead, his eyes are dully fixed on the plants you two walk past. A small frown is plastered to his face.
One of the children suddenly speak up. "Mama, what's that??"
The mother quickly hushes the kid and ushers them away. "Don't worry about it. Just one of those monsters you read up in books. But don't worry, he's not-"
"Not what?"
The family promptly stops, all heads simultaneously turning. Your gaze is as cold as ice.
"Sorry?" The mother asks, looking uncomfortable.
Goliath suddenly lays a hand on your shoulder. You blink, head tilting so you can meet his eyes. His own are gentle, full of sadness and understanding. "We shouldn't cause a problem, (Y/N). Let's just go home."
Wha-
He wants to bail?
The fury you feel at the family's blatant disrespect cannot be compared to, cannot be put out.
But Goliath's large hand suddenly takes yours, his grip light as he tugs you away from the group across the pond. A light breeze blows past, disturbing the mother's hair which had been over her eyes.
You see the look on her face now. Disgust.
"Let's go visit a different section, honey," her significant other murmurs, pushing the stroller further down the path. "If you don't like the spider-"
"Yeah, let's go. Pray the universe sets that thing on fire, kay?"
Her partner snorts. "Oh?"
"Fucking monster. Why the hell did the government let them into society, anyways? It just sickens me."
You stare.
The world is suddenly a blur.
You're running. Clearing the pond in two quick leaps, water splashing all over your clothes, legs, and arms. The woman has no time to react. You raise your arms high, high over your head, and bring them down on her shoulders, forcing her to lose her balance and stumble.
Eyes wild and glaring, you brandish a haughty middle finger down at her; she merely looks back with an astonished expression, chest heaving.
"Fuck you," you snap. "Fuck you!"
She swallows, completely confused and yet - defeated. Victory.
Oh, wait.
You forgot to note her partner, who's the devil in disguise as they tap lightly on your shoulder. Fuck.
***
"That was so worth it."
Goliath casts his arms out. "No it wasn't - you were seriously hurt! Since when did that make attacking a stranger worth it??"
You roll your eyes fondly, keeping your head still as Syntax assess the damage done to your face. Both adults had done a number with their fists, but you'd made sure to give them a hell of a time (curses and fists galore).
Funny, Goliath was the one to keep the children away.
What lessons did they learn, hmm?
"Goliath, chill. I'm fine," you say, closing your eyes under Syntax's instructions. The scientist asked zero questions, knowing perfectly well he'd get all his answers through Goliath's frantic explanation.
"Sure," the gentle giant huffs, regarding you defeatedly. He still looks enormous despite sitting down at the edge of the couch.
You frown. "Aww, don't be like that."
"Oh - yeah. Okay. I just . . . why did you get so mad?" He wonders.
Syntax catches your eye and deadpans. "If I may offer a guess; they don't use their brain before acting out. I'm fairly certain you've got one hell of an impulsive human on your hands, Goliath."
You huff. "Thanks, tech nerd."
"Just doing my job."
"Passing biased judgement isn't your job and you know it. Anyways." You ignore Syntax's irritable glance and open your eyes to face your spider demon. Brow furrowing, you lock eyes with Goliath and sigh; "They said some pretty awful things about you. I'm surprised you didn't say anything, like, didn't that all make you feel mad?"
Goliath blinks patiently. "Oh, sure. I just handle things differently."
"Thank God," Syntax mutters.
Huffing, you push the scientist aside, having assumed you're all fixed up (not before getting a sour complaint from the tech savvy). Hopping off the couch, you join Goliath on the floor.
"I just want you to know that what they say doesn't matter. Never will. You're not a monster."
As Syntax exits the room, Goliath lowers his gaze and nods.
"I know."
Pausing, you take his hand in yours (you're unable to fit his in both of yours combined, but it's honestly adorable). Tracing fond patterns into the purple skin, you smile up at him. "Good. 'Cause you're amazing and they're all gonna see that one day."
"Ehh . . . I wouldn't bet on it," Goliath says awkwardly.
You wink mischievously. "Ha! You know it's too late for that, dude."
"What's too late?"
Both of you glance over to find Huntsman walking past with the Spider Queen hot on his tail. He doesn't look too happy (to be fair, he never does), and regards you with a judgmental glare.
You shrug. "Nothing. It doesn't apply to you."
Goliath takes a second to realize what you mean, and when he does, he stares in astonishment. "(Y/N)!"
"Whaaaat?"
The Spider Queen breaks into an amused smile, eyebrows lifting. "Oh, was that a jest? Pretty sure it just flew right over Huntsman's head."
You nod respectfully. "Ah. Pity."
She snorts a laugh, and you turn back to Goliath. Score.
