» insisting that it is a bad idea despite not resisting, Implied semi/public sex, Implied power bottom, creampie
Pavia has always been someone assertive, if he wants or has to do something he does it without hesitation, he doesn't even bat an eye when he has to take care of someone nor even hesitate to interrupt whatever you are doing if he wants to see you, he is just like that and, of course, the love he holds for you it is not different. While Pavia it is not reckless enough to put you in danger he is selfish enough to have no problem at all to interrupt, no matter what you are doing, unless you have a good excuse of why you are busy and can't do it right now he will drag you away with him
Pavia is normally not impulsive, he knows that is better to be cautious and make sure to never put you in danger, but if he happens to be in the mood and find a good spot then he doesn't have reasons to restrain himself
And, in all honesty, if you try to protest or give an excuse that it isn't good enough he will simply laugh at you while dragging you away, he just knows that you like it as much as he does, so why pretend otherwise? No matter how much times you repeat that it is irresponsible or a bad idea, that someone could walk in he will not listen, his patience is thin when he wants you deep inside of him so he will silent you, if with a kiss or by pointing his gun at you depends completely on how annoying you have been
Besides, he knows too well that you aren't really bothered by his interruptions, if you really were against it you wouldn't come along when he asks, you wouldn't cooperate when he pulls you too close, when he takes the time to undo your clothes before taking care of his
He knows you too well to not know that if you were really bothered by what he is doing you wouldn't react to his teasing as shamelessly as you do, you wouldn't let him climb on top of you, you wouldn't guide his body to the right place nor push his hips down once your tip kisses his hole, you wouldn't look at him with that lustful irritation nor keep him in place
Pavia always ignore your insistence that it isn't a good idea because he knows it won't take long before you cling to his body like he does with you, he knows your complains will be shut by those soft moans that matches his, that you almost non-existent resistance it is the signal that you want it too, that you are also looking forward to have him on top of yours, that you are awaiting patiently for the moment he start to feel overwhelmed and his movements become sloppy all so you can take the full control, when you will stop pretending that you think it is better to wait until being at home to load your seed inside of him, to fill him until his legs shake and his hole drips, until he can barely keep that cocky smile of always
Tennant with a reader who always struggled financially and had to work multiple jobs to survive. Since the day you guys started dating, she made sure you never lifted a finger. If you need something, just tell her, and she will find a way to bring you the moon if that's what you wish for.
Corvus, who crochets a new set of winter clothes for you every time the cold and harsh season comes. She's memorised all your measures, favourite patterns, and colour combinations.
Horropedia, who secretly spends his free time watching your favourite series and reading the books he has seen on shelves after he found out you loved romance (or something else) as much as he loves horror.
Aleph, who has always admired you from afar and is too scared to approach you in person. He spends a lot of time carefully writing perfect letters to send to you as your secret admirer.
Semmelweis, who has tried hard to get rid of her feelings for you, somehow always ends up by your side in one way or another. She believes you have cursed her or something.
Hissabeth, who has grown so fond of you, has named a most beautiful fish in her tank after you.
Gentian, who has given you one of his feathers as a good luck charm.
Medicine Pocket with a quiet reader who enjoys peace and tranquillity. They try their best not to shout around you and lower their tone when talking to you.
Tooth Fairy, who at the slightest signs of illness will insist to let her tend to you personally.
Brume, who never minds driving you whenever you like as long as you pay her with a bright smile or a good story.
Marcus with a confident reader who always seems to know exactly what to do. Around you, she feels like she could achieve anything and make you proud of her.
Pavia, who likes to make all your dates extravagant and unforgettable by bringing you to top quality restaurants, booking entire resorts, having professional chefs cook your favourite dishes, and buying a whole mountain of gifts.
MEDICINE POCKET is very clear about their boundaries; they do not take crossing them lightly. while you are their lover and significant other, they still make a line that you should not cross.
. though, a contrary belief is that medicine pocket would reciprocate your manner. i believe that either way, medicine pocket would find your behavior endearing.
. medicine pocket would often let you work alongside them - that is, if you don't mind. they would let you take notes for them, telling you to 'do as i say,' or 'write down what i say'.
;; OVERALL medicine pocket would be ( somewhat ) compatible with a clingy partner. just as long as you don't bother them as they're working, they would enjoy being in your presence and having you cling onto them.
X is rather indifferent to this. unlike medicine pocket, he does not necessarily have a sense of boundaries; he does not mind whether you cling onto him or not, he acts just the same.
. x is used to charming people with his personality and looks, so he did not seem to take notice of it at the start of your relationship. he found it amusing, and would oftentimes return your gestures.
. there is a chance of x taking advantage of this scenario to make you test his inventions for him ( of course, he makes sure they're safe to try first ) but otherwise, nothing serious.
;; OVERALL i find x to be a sort of 50/50 in this case. he could be considered more compatible, but there are some contradictions in my head. he is pretty questionable, really ...
PAVIA doesn't want anyone digging into his business. he doesn't want you asking him questions about his work knowing you wont get any answers, he would be happier with someone understanding of his boundaries and line of work.
. i have a headcanon that his wolves get clingy whenever they're hungry - so pavia is quite used to clinginess already. in general, he wouldn't mind if you were touchy with him. you could just lay your hands on his chest, sit on his lap randomly, and he wouldn't care all that much.
. the only problem that pavia has with this is the countless questions you ask him. about his past, about his work - he dislikes having someone pry into his personal life. other than that, he really just doesn't care.
;; OVERALL i don't exactly believe he's all that compatible with a clingy s/o. yes, he likes your touches and affection, but he does not need you smothering him! he needs to do his work as a mercenary, and prefers keeping you out of it.
ZIMA would have to take time to warm up to your clinginess at first. he appears awkward and gruff at first, but eventually would be willing to engage in it.
. he was but a lonely poet before he met you, with nothing but wild animals to keep him company - he considers himself lucky to have you in his life. about your clinginess, he does not mind it much.
. physical affection isn't something he's used to, and it's something that you introduce to him. he has no trouble in showering you with words of affirmation and small gifts, but he's quite iffy with other love languages.
;; OVERALL zima enjoys bathing in the warmth of his lover, a deep contrast to his life in the cold. i believe that zima is one of, if not the most, compatible with a clingy s/o.
HORROPEDIA is completely inexperienced, but that doesn't stop him from reciprocating your affection.
. he'd get caught off guard each time you touch him - he just doesn't strike me as the guy that's really used to physical touch. sure, eventually he wouldn't start to mind it much, but at the start of the relationship he's a bit sheepish with it.
. when he starts to get used to it, he likes to return your affections. he'll often have you by his side, but there are still times where he needs some time alone. if you can respect that, the relationship will be long-lasting.
;; OVERALL compatible! he enjoys your presence, and you enjoy his too. horropedia does not have any objections to your clinginess, and likes being showered with your affection.
SIX does not know how to deal with your clinginess. is he supposed to entertain you? he was more used to blending in with the background, he is unfamiliar with your touches and affection.
. six is curious by nature, and he starts to wonder why? he could understand it from a medical standpoint, and it's not like he would really mind your clinginess - perhaps you have some emotional wound that you would like him to heal?
. unless it bothers you, six wouldn't be as affectionate. he's been so closed-off and distant from his friends, learning how to love and be affectionate towards somebody again must be hard for him.
;; OVERALL makes a decent couple. while six takes a lot of time and space to get used to it, he likes your affectionate gestures, despite not returning them as much.
before you ask ' wheres diggers !? ' DONT. HES TOO UGLY I JHATE HIM !!!! ( /j i don't understand his character and am too lazy to write for him )
i will be posting another part of this !! the next part will be including the girlies next :33
likely going to be editing this soon ... this has got to be my worst work broa 😭
It is a bit dificult to think on seeing him so close to anyone, after all he is someone with power, someone dangerous, something like slow dancing doesn't seem to fit him and yet here is he, holding your hand in his and resting his other hand in your waist, slowly moving from one side to another at the rythm of the music that fills the room you are in, there is no one else to witness aside from his dogs, the room is pretty silent if not for the music and the sound of your soft footsteps as you two dance, he never took his eyes out of you even when you have glance down at your feet and at your hands together, not wanting to mess up, and he simply chuckled and guided your hand to be around his neck before holding your waist with a content sigh, it is almost bizarre to think that Pavia will let anyone this close to him so close to his body, to his neck even, and yet here is he, not complaining about the soft cheesy music in the background, with the softest smile you have ever seen on him and being unusually quiet, he is simply enjoying the moment you two are sharing, this moment of peace where only you two exist, the moment he knew that indeed, you are the person he would kill for and he would die for
distraught by the lack of pavia imagines on this website so im. gonna take it upon myself to become a pavia writer ,,
head empty,, imagining pavia..
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pavia, whos hands are so big compared to urs<3 even if your hands arent small, his just always cups your whole hand, his thumb tracing against your skin and his rings brushing over your knuckles
pavia, who “reluctantly” shares the large tub of gelato he has, with you. it had to defrost for a little bit because his freezer is too cold, and he grumbles when you accept his offer, but you catch the small smile he has as he brings the spoon to your pretty lips
pavia, who just wants to relax with u after a long day. whether you know of his work or not, he comes home to you and pulls you into a hug, taking a deep long inhale and drags you to the bath. insists on you washing his back, if he had a tail it would wag like crazy when you give him massages
pavia, who gives u his shirts and wears whatever clothing of yours he can get his hands on so your scents will mix. when he brings you home for the first time, his wolves dont even need you to smell like him to get friendly with you. its almost like they just know how infatuated with you he is
pavia, who shows off his tattoos and piercings to you. he has a biiiiggggg smile as he explains the thought behind each one, and is so genuinely happy when you compliment his look. he tells you about the brand of cologne he wears, runs a hand through his hair when you mention it, thinks u should match outfits,,, he wants u so bad bro
pavia, who 100% hogs the blankets. he notices u look a bit tired after sleeping next to him for the first week and when you explain that he likes to use all of the blanket, he starts to pull u on his chest, that way you both get the blanket. he refuses to be little spoon, too much pride to let u hold him to sleep
pavia, whos still not quite ready to be completely vulnerable around you. he doesnt turn his back on you, he doesnt let you get too close without asking, and he doesnt touch you unless you let him. despite his mild trust issues, he still loves you more than hes ever loved before
Recipe: Pavia is a little shit, A little flirt too, He's a tease but Reader like it (secretly), Coworkers? Technically, Basically you file the paperwork from Pavia's missions and oh boy is there a lot of it, Reader is implied to be female/feminine!
WC: 990
Chef's Note: First time writing Pavia! This is a little risque, more than my other ones. But I feel like it fits the character more? Idk. This one certainly feels more fanfic writer-y, which isn't the worst thing ever. The nickname he calls you means little mouse btw :3
Work was just about everything you could think about.
The St. Pavlov Foundation had an endless amount of paperwork, each page as meaningless and mind numbing as the last. You knew you weren’t important within these walls, not privy to the information the higher ups held. But still, the lines and lines of redacted text made filing things a nightmare. As if they expected you to read the mind of the madman handing you the files.
You groaned, slumping forward in your desk.
“Topolina!”
Great. As if summoned by your misery, the madman responsible for your mountain of paperwork had just arrived.
“Topolina, are you in?” He called, poking his head in through the office door. “Ah, great! I’ve been looking for you!”
Pavia. The cocky bastard. He peered at you from under his pink lensed glasses, a smirk growing wide on his face. He placed both hands on the back of your chair, before bending over to rest his head on your shoulder. You gritted your teeth at the sudden touch, far too used to his regular antics.
“Don’t you have a gift for me?” He asks, quirking an eyebrow.
Valentine’s day. You’d almost forgotten. Not like you had anyone to celebrate the day with, being wrapped up in your work made it impossible to find a suitable partner. Even if you had time to date around, you doubted anyone could meet your impossible standards.
“No.” You answered bluntly. “Why would I have gotten anything for you?”
Pavia snorts. “Isn’t it customary for pathetic people to shower handsome men in chocolates and candies today? Don’t tell me you’re straying from tradition, Topolina! You’ll break my heart!”
You would have rolled your eyes, if your body wasn’t completely exhausted. Humoring his stupid way of thinking was far more trouble than it was worth. You decided to ignore the bastard, picking up a new file, and flipping through it.
Pavia pauses. You can feel his mouth moving, but for once nothing comes out. He hesitates, drumming his fingers on the office chair.
“You really didn’t get me anything?” He asks. With a tone that almost sounds hurt.
“Was I supposed to?” You push back. You don’t understand why he’s acting like this. The two of you have never really been on pleasant terms. “Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. I have too much to do. Thanks to you, I’ve got a mountain of things that need organizing.”
“Thanks to me?” Pavia asks, cocking his head to the side.
You lift your head from your papers, taking in a sharp inhale. “Yes! Surprisingly, operating on a ‘shoot everything in sight’ strategy leads to us little guys having to sort everything out! So you don’t, y’know, get arrested? Of course, it’s nothing you care about though. You don’t care about anything but your stupid snacks!”
You feel a jolt as your chair is suddenly yanked back. You tense, preparing for a verbal battle, when Pavia slinks to the front of your chair. He places his hands on both armrests, effectively pinning you to your seat.
“I’ve been causing you trouble, Topolina? To the point you wish to berate me like this? Ouch, my heart.” He chuckles, leaning in close. You can feel his breath on your face, warm, with a mixed scent of artificial flavoring and cigarettes. You can feel blood rising to your cheeks, as you press yourself deeper into the headrest, hoping to sink into it. “Ah?” He smirks, “Where is your bark now? Or has a cat caught this little mouse’s tongue?”
You feel sick, knowing that he’s just playing with you. He’s attempting to fluster you on purpose, so you hold onto some sort of dim hope that he actually likes you.
But you know better than that.
Pavia is coldhearted. This is all meaningless to him.
“You’re a terrible, terrible, man.” You shoot back at him, holding close to your defiance. “Playing with someone’s heart like this.”
“Why is that?” He asks, lifting a hand and picking up a strand of hair with it. He twirls it around his finger gently. “Does having fun add more to your workload?”
You don’t dignify him with a response, simply glaring back at him.
“Ouch. If looks could kill, topolina, I’d be one dead man.” He chuckles.
“I’m sure you're used to such glares, Pavia. If your reputation is anything to go off of.” You hiss, curling your hands into fists. Not to fight, but as a show of anger. He’s beginning to get under your skin, and you want the message to be clear.
He seems shocked by your response. His eyes widen, as he freezes in place. “Reputation? I have a reputation?”
“You play and then you leave.” You answer, simply. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have important things I need to get back to.”
“No, no. Dolce, zucchera, you got me wrong.” He argues, refusing to budge.
“How so?”
“You ever wonder why I hand you all my work?” Pavia asks, continuing to twirl your hair around his finger. His smirk returns, as wolfish as ever.
“I’m the only one with the patience to do it?”
“No, you see, topolina…” He tucks the strand of hair behind your ear, brushing against your cheek when he does. “I want to take up all of your time. I don’t want you spending a second on another arcanist.”
It was your turn to freeze now, as he brought his lips to your ear.
“What I love, I devour. I’m taking my time savoring you, topolina.”
He pulls back, dusting off his shoulders. Though a smirk still remains on his lips, it’s far less hungry than the one you witnessed earlier.
“Well, I think I’ve kept you long enough. Get back to work, and grab me some chocolates after your shift. I’ll be expecting them tomorrow.” He waltzes to the door, his previous demeanor all but forgotten. “Goodbye, my mouse.”
It's been a while since I visited a reverse 1999 fandom, when I saw your yandere Pavia. I freaking squealing rn and I love how you drew him! <33
Pavia (Yandere or not) writings/fanarts in this fandom are getting dry, kinda desperate more content of him.🫠
THANK UUUUU!!!
speaking of writing.... i've got a yandere pavia wip in my dungeon 🤭🤭 it's about him convincing you to pierce his tongue in order to prove his loyalty towards you. not sure if i'll ever finish or post it tho cuz it feel kinda freaky and i'm not sure if this would appeal to many people LMAOOOO
