#m. talk

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i’m not switching between my hyperfixations because i’m autistic, i’m just a whore

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no because concept miguel is such a cutie

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lmao i’m back from the dead (finals ended and i’m free)

hear me out on this.

alastor doesn’t do normal kisses. instead of your typical lips on lips he places a small kiss on the tips of his fingers and gently presses them to your forehead, your cheeks, and if he’s feeling silly he might put them directly on your lips.

it’s a nice little thing with him, sometimes it even happens in public, but as adorable as the action may sound it sometimes has different uses. shutting you up whenever he feels like it, he presses his fingers a little fiercer into your lips to get the message across.

you can also do it to him too, not too often though. he likes his personal space. even if he constantly violates your own, it shouldn’t really surprise anyone that he’s a hypocrite.

sometimes he lets you press your kissed fingertips on his face and sometimes he snatches your hand before you can touch him and puts your hand to his lips while staring into your soul.

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I could only imagine how Bi han would freak out when he finds out reader wasn't wearing her necklace or just took it off for moment. Like dang calm down

Reader: I only took it for a second. I need to shower

he’s pissed, absolutely fuming.

it was a tiring day to say the least. you’ve been on your feet without a break for at least 8 hours now. running not only around the temple since bi han was out on the field and had been so for the past two days and as his partner you had taken some formal duties for the time being, but also getting errands done for your household.

you finally came home around 11 pm and went straight for your bedroom. getting rid of your clothing and jewelry to put on your silk blue robe and go to take a hot shower.

in the meantime bi han came back much earlier than expected. he told you he would take at least four days before returning and yet here he was. confused as to why you haven’t come to greet him. but after realizing what time it was he figured you were simply asleep.

he started undoing his hair on the way to the bedroom, the slight tugging of his hairstyle becoming a nuisance after an entire day.

when he entered the room he only found your clothes laid out on the bed and your jewelry on the bedside table. usually it wouldn’t alert him that much but he saw the necklace tangled up with your earrings and hairpins. the tiredness, soreness and bits of leftover adrenaline made him reel at the sight.

you barely even exited the bathroom when he jumped to you with a deep scowl on his face.

“ bi han! you’re home - ”

“ why did you take it off? ”

you look up at him a little confused.

“ don’t be stupid. the necklace. why are you not wearing it? ”

“ i just took it off to shower? why are you so agitated about it? ”

you weren’t blind, you saw how bi han looked at the necklace when you were wearing it. you just couldn’t understand why he did it. sentimental value? most probably. but it still didn’t explain his literal obsession with it. maybe you’ll finally find out.

“ i have my reasons. ”

“ which are? it’s like you’re obsessed with it! ”

his eyebrows shot up in disbelief, where you questioning him? he admired your fighting spirit but not so much when it was directed at him.

“ it proves that you’re mine. ”

i like my men mentally unstable and with questionable morals

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I can imagine Bi-Han and his wife having a son and one day he sees her holding the child outside and singing softly. Seeing it reminds it of his mom and the times he had had with her and he can’t help but smile softly

i am actually melting rn bye

you were anxious about bringing your son out in the blistering cold of the arctik. even with bi hans constant reassurance that nothing will happen.

this time of the year though the weather finally turned a little nicer around the temple. it was finally time to introduce him to the gardens, training grounds and the flora surrounding your home.

wrapped in a thick onesie your little one was on your hip cooing and babbling softly. at the time bi han was out training with his brother who couldn’t hold in his teasing at seeing the grandmaster get so easily distracted by your presence.

„ i thought we were supposed to be training and not staring bi han. ”

with a frustrated groan he straightened his posture and turned to leave kuai liang behind.

„ we’re finished here. ”

not waiting for the others response he was already heading straight in the direction of the gardens where he saw you going just a few seconds ago.

the closer he got the louder soft cries of his son had become. as he was about to turn the corner he heard your soft humming of a weirdly familiar melody.

it took him a moment but then again he saw his mother in you. calming his son with the same song he found comfort in during his childhood years. a soft smile forming on his features as he starts to walk in your direction.

completely unaware of his presence you stood in the middle of the gardens and tried to calm your child down after a strong gust of wind irritated his soft cheeks.

you felt strong arms gripping your waist and pulling you back into your husbands chest. nothing was said as the two of you softly swayed from side to side until your son started to fall asleep on your chest.

somebody better restrain me istg

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everybody knows bi-han gets off on being called grandmaster and how loves to be in control... but nobody talks about his raging praise kink. he doesnt know how to act or behave when you tell him how good he fucks you and how you can't get enough of him. his pace stutters for a second and he has to reel himself in before he cums on the spot... he hasn't recieved a lot of praise since his mother died and his father became colder and stricter - constantly on his ass, telling him about the pressure of taking over the title of grandmaster one day.

so whenever he has you beneath him, completely fucked out, cock drunk and dumb, praising him in your sweet voice, thick with lust, he loses himself entirely

didnt mean to make this so long, sorry. I'm obsessed with him 🤭😩

dear god yes

nsfw utc.

my man is GONE. cloud nine and whatever the fuck. he already has trouble controlling himself when you praise him on day to day basis. telling him you’re proud of him, complimenting him (on his physique, his duties, his personality (💀) and literally anything).

he believes he strives for no-ones approval but in reality he wants everyone to know how great he is. this also includes getting you to scream how good he’s making you feel, he says he doesn’t do it on purpose but he’s lying.

there’s also a softer side to it, like when you’re just laying in bed tracing your fingers over him while telling him how pretty he looks especially with his hair down. he literally rolls over to be on top of you and nearly growls when you stop slowly admiring his body.

if you don’t praise him during the day he will be annoyed. comes up to you just when you’re about to go to bed and his tone is so accusatory. “ what is going on with you today? ”

he will never say what he means with this upfront but its quite easy to catch onto the meaning. although if you decide to play with him and pretend you don’t know what he’s talking about? he will force the praise out of you by any means (you are not walking for the next two days)

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Since Bi Han allows his wife(reader) to do his hair for important events or even just taking it down after training. How would he feel about doing his wife's hair? I could see her being surprised because it's something he usually doesn't do. Even better if he starts telling a story about his mother and how she'd do his hair or Bi han just admiring his s/o especially if it's similar to his mother

the impact this had on my life is immaculate

you sat in front of your vanity getting ready for the day. your hair falling on your back waiting to be put up right after you finished your skincare routine. clothes already picked out and laying on the bed. as a partner of the grandmaster you had to uphold certain standards.

your husband was already up and about Lin Kuei business. nothing new to be honest. he always valued his responsibilities and you couldn’t blame him one bit.

to your surprise you saw him entering the room through the mirror. you put down whatever you were doing and stood up to embrace him but instead you were ordered to sit back down.

he came up behind you, undid his mask and placed it down only to take your hairbrush.

“ Bi han, what are you doing? ”

“ your hair. ”

his answer simple and short, but you could see something deep in his eyes. a distant memory, this nostalgic tingle he had sometimes when looking at you. when he thought about his mother.

“ my mother used to do my hair before and since you had taken over this task i thought it’s only fair that i return the favor. ”

you didn’t dare interrupt him neither in his taks or his speech.

“ it’s very calming when i have you by my side to undo my hair after a long day, and i appreciate the effort you put into doing it in the morning. ”

it wasn’t often when bi han would open up verbally. usually his vulnerability displayed itself in need of physical touch as a form to ground himself or in obsessive training. the latter becoming a much rarer occurrence ever since you decided to stay with him at all times.

when he finished with your hair you couldn’t help but smile. even with his hands that could crush bones without effort he had the fondness to beautifully style something as fragile as hair.

“ thank you. ”

this time you managed to stand up and take his face in your hands. you placed a short kiss to his lips and handed him the mask. his eyes going down from your lips to your chest to make sure the necklace is still there. and of course it is.

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I headcannon that bi-han has a thing for leaving hickey's on his s/o. I feel like he either likes them showing or likes them hidden depending if he want to keep a reputation up. Bro definitely would have a thing for wanting a necklace that has his name on it for his s/o to wear. I do believe he's possessive as hell. Like he wants everyone to KNOW his s/o is taken.

slight nsfw under the cut

with the hickey’s part i think he’s more leaning to the side where he wants his s/o to show off the marks at any time. he is in a place of power physically and mentally so i don’t think reputation matters to him that much. your reputation though? yeah, sorry but you will end up being known as his property. he does still have some restraint because if not he would fuck you in front of anyone just to prove a point that you are in fact taken.

and the necklace thing is just so on point. but i think he would do it pretty early on in the relationship and in a more subtle way just to satisfy his fucked up fantasy. he would give you a necklace as a gift seemingly out of nowhere but it actually has his name engraved on the small pendant that sits on your chest. and he makes you wear it everyday, even when you’re going to sleep.

and god better help him when he sees the necklace bouncing between your breasts when having sex. he goes mental, absolutely feral. he’s like this one picture of a werewolf ripping its shirt off while on its knees. he might as well spell out his name with hickeys or something.