Can u do this for Field, Corn, and Alpha? How they'd react?
S/O is the sleepy and cuddly drunk. They're the type who just wants to cuddle and sleep, but if they're moved or put to bed by themself, they get super emotional. 'y u leave?🥺☹️' and may cry some. Other than that, they'll be chill and quiet.
Hehe okay, sure :)
Let's go!
Field: he would look at you, with the softest look in his eyes, and chuckles shaking his head "You silly little weirdo…" he coos, and scoops you up in his arms, holding you against his body, and walks to their shared bedroom. He lays down on the bed, holding you on his lap, and starts to pull his fingers through your hair. He doesn't mind hugging and cuddling, if anything, he loves doing that! He would never leave you alone unless, you know, he had work to do but at the moment, he was totally open to do it. Crop could deal with stuff by himself for a little while, couldn't he?
Corn: He would look over at you with wide eyes, a little shocked that you're drunk, and walk over to where you were "Y/n, ya ain't supposed ta be out here when you're like that, you're gonna get yourself hurt" he leads you back into the house, setting you down onto the couch and goes to get you a glass of water "Gosh, Harvest's gonna be real sore that ya got into his drinks. I told ya that you shouldn't be doin' somethin' like that, dear" He could hear them whining and whimpering about him leaving and when he went back in, they looked like they were about to cry, making him sigh, and he walks over sitting beside them and gets them to drink some, mumbling under his breath.
Alpha: Honestly, Alpha might tease you about it. "Aww, do you want some cuddles, Y/n? Come on, you gotta tell me what you want~" he coos. He might even start to leave but if you start to cry, he'll roll his eyes and get into the bed with you, mumbling to stop being such a baby about it. He does hold you, even if it makes him a little uncomfortable... you're his datemate, and he knows that you wouldn't hurt him.
A/N: Alright, I’m doing something a bit different. I’m afraid it won’t work out as well as fanfiction, but I need to try and be somewhat original sometimes. I’ve been reading a lot of wolves and mates and things lately. Let’s see what I can do with that.
Word Count: 1500
In 27 days, three hours, and eighteen minutes, Lillith Ellison of the Red Tide Moon Pack, would be marrying not only the love of her life, but also her Alpha, Ayden Knight.
I would like to say it was “love at first sight” for our betrothed couple, but that just wasn’t the case in their love story. Every wolf has their fated mate, somewhere out there in the world if nothing has happened to break the bond between the two. Sometimes wolves simply died before finding one another, or they have chosen to take someone as a mate of their choice.
And mates of choice are just what they were. After three years of dancing around one another, waiting for their fated mates and fighting the attraction they felt for one another, enough was enough. They took a leap of faith. Literally, jumped off a cliff into the ocean, hand in hand. When they broke the surface of the water, both gasping for air, he kissed her. And the thought of a fated mate hasn’t crossed their minds since.
Now, a wedding was a very human thing to do, she knew that. But Lillith also knew her pack loved a good reason to party, so why not shake things up and make their marking ceremony a bit untraditional.
Ayden had even called upon his best friend, Alpha of the Crimson River Pack, to be his best man. It was adorable how excited the man was. Even if he was currently late for their meeting with Amanda, their human wedding planner.
“Now, you said you wanted red and white roses for the center pieces, right?” There was a fakeness to Amanda’s voice that just rubbed Lillith the wrong way. The human had been friendly through out the planning, but she could see just under her mask. She didn’t think Lillith was good enough for Ayden, despite having not meet him yet, but she wouldn’t dare say something to lose the nice chunk of change they’d offered her. Is that why she couldn’t get it though her think skull that it was black roses, not white?
Lillith looked around the small shop that was Amanda’s Occasions Planning, willing herself not to pick up the pen to her right and stab the woman in the hand with it. “Black roses.” She almost hissed between her clenched teeth. “Not white.”
The bell above the shop’s door rang out, dissolving the tense moment between the two. Just as the door clicked shut, the scent of coconuts enveloping her. Coconuts always made her think of the beach her mother took her to as a little wolf.
Turning toward the interruption, her ivy eyes locked with the prettiest blue ones she had ever seen. They reminded her of the ocean, one she wouldn’t have minded drowning in.
His lips lifted in a smile as he stepped toward her, hand already reaching for her. “Hello beautiful.” His voice sent a shiver down her spine, casting a spell around her.
One that Amanda swiftly broke by opening her irritating mouth. “Oh, this must be the handsome groom we’ve been waiting for. Welcome!” She was eyeing him up and down, not hiding how attractive she found him.
A growl sounded from Lillith as she glanced over her shoulder at the other woman. “Black roses.” She pointed to the notes in front of them. “I will not tell you again. Fix it.” Without another word, she stomped toward the front of the shop, grabbing his hand and dragging him outside and around the corner of the building.
Once they were out of sight and alone, his arm slipped around her curvy waist and pulled her flush against him. He took in the sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose, the perfect cupids bow of her top lip, the fullness of the her bottom one. His long-calloused fingers slipped into her honey colored hair, taking a fist full before tugging on it gently. “You really are beautiful.” It was a whisper this time.
His breath swept across her skin as her fingers reached to touch his dark chocolate locks. An imagine of her gripping his hair between her fingers and pulling it as he placed wet, hot, kisses to her neck while he shuttered against her body flashed in her mind.
Lillith was out of his grasp in a blink, arms across her chest. She was breathing heavily; his eyes were watching her breast rise and fall beneath the thin t-shirt she had chosen to wear that day. Warmth seeped between her thighs.
“Who are you?” She finally asked, her mind clearing slightly of the haze he brought about.
He laughed; it was music to her ears. A sound she would never get used to, or tire of. “I’m your mate.”
“You know that isn’t what I meant.” She said with a bit of bite.
“Sorry princess.” He rolled his eyes before holding out his hand, giving her a heart fluttering smile. “Silas Winters. What’s your name, my pretty girl?” When her eyes widened in what appeared to be horror, Silas reached for her. “What is it?”
“Lillith?” Her name came from around the corner of the building, freezing her to the spot. “Babe, where are you?”
Ayden looked excitedly between the two as he rounded the corner of the building, pushing his blonde hair out of his eyes. “I didn’t think we’d see you till closer to the wedding Silas.” He stated as he wrapped his arm around Lillith and pulled her to him for a quick kiss.
Silas looked between the couple in front of him, clenching his fist in an attempted to calm the raging wolf inside of him. He didn’t take kindly to another man touching what was his, even if it was his best friend. “Ayden… That means this must be Lillith Ellison, the girl you’re marrying.”
He was trying to catch her gaze again, but she looked at anything but him. “And you’re Silas Winters, his best friend and his best man.” She kept her tone light and hopefully emotion free. Because man did she have a war of emotions going on within her, and the last thing she needed was Ayden asking questions.
“What… what were you two doing over here?” He asked, eyes crinkling at the corners as he squinted in confusion at the two. Fuck, he was asking a question.
Silas didn’t even hesitate. “I just got in and was a bit lost. Just happen to pop in the shop here to ask about a motel. Lillith was kind enough to point me in the right direction. Right Lillith?”
It wasn’t a complete lie. He had just gotten in town and was in need of a motel. That’s not what brought him to the shop though. There had been an invisible pull, leading him to her. He’d paused outside the large window of the shop and when he turned and saw her through the glass, the smell of the ocean assaulted him. It was one of the things he missed most since he’d left to lead his own pack. But they were miles from the water at the moment.
“Yes. Motel.” Lillith had managed to say around her surprise. He had lied to Ayden so easily… And despite the fact of how unbelievable of a lie it was, the motel was directly behind Silas, he was buying it.
“Man, you’ve always been so blind to what’s in front of you, How the hell do you have your own pack?” His friend joked, punching his shoulder. “The damn thing is right behind you.”
Silas glanced over his shoulder and gave a short laugh. “Oh. So it is. I think you are the blind one though.” He was smirking as he turned back, his gaze landing on her even though he was addressing his friend. “You never told me how beautiful she was. I guess I should have known considering you chose her over wanting for you mate.” Something flashed in his ocean eyes and her stomach dropped. “Careful, or you may not be the one getting married…”
There was a threat in his words that Lillith heard so clearly. Either Ayden didn’t, or he chose to ignore it.
“Man.” He snapped. “You just got here, give her a chance to get to know you before turning into a dick.” Shaking his head, he tucked Lillith into his side. “Sorry babe, he’s joking. But I promise he isn’t that bad.”
Before Silas could tell her just how bad he was, Ayden cut in. They needed to get back to the shop. Days were counting down and he wanted to help her go over the details to make sure their big day was everything Lillith wanted. As he laced his fingers with her and headed around the corner, he told Silas to head to the packhouse.
No reason to get a motel. His best man could stay with them. They were basically brothers, right?
He has a s/o who has a phobia of bugs, and when they're n the next room, he hears a scream and a loud crash. They saw a bug on the ground and screamed and jumped up onto the counter and knocked stuff off it. Didn't break anything, but knocked it over. They call for him and it's like 'theres a bug, get it'.. then they have the heebie jeebies all day.
Sure! Here you go :)
When he heard the loud crash, he couldn’t help but think the worse. Did his datemate just get themselves hurt? And with that thought, he gets up, heading into the kitchen. “Y/n, what’s up?” he kept his voice even, trying not to show that he was freaked out the smallest bit.
“Bug! Big bug! I-I saw a big bug.”
He stares at them, blinking slowly, then turns his head down to see the bug on the ground. It wasn’t that big… he shrugs, and steps down onto it hearing the small crack, then looks at them.
“Got it” He grins, holding out his arms, “Now, does the big hero get a thank you kiss from the person in distress, doll?”
Y/n would have to roll their eyes, but does give him a kiss, then heads out to the other room rubbing their arms “Ugh… do you mind searching for any other bugs?” They ask.
Normally, he would tell the person hell no, but since they’re his datemate. He nodded “Yeah, sure” he starts to move things around looking for any other bugs. He didn’t get really why they were scared of bugs but… eh. As long as they never want to tag along with him to Muffet’s, it’ll be good.
How would they be with a s/o who is VERY ticklish?
Field: WARNING DO NOT TICKLE THIS BOY! Field is the second most ticklish in my cast(other than Stretch) and he will get violent. He will bite you.
Corn: He's not really ticklish at all! Which is so annoying. He likes to tickle you sometimes by just poking you where you're ticklish at. He mostly does it when you're distracted and he's trying to get your attention and you don't answer him when he calls your name.
Alpha: Alpha is a little ticklish, mostly on his ribs, but he hates being touched and his ribs are a sensitive place for him to be touched at so if you try, he would most likely smack your hand away and give you a stern look. All of the joking on his face is gone by then, and if you keep trying he's going to teleport away and you won't see him for a little. He doesn't explain why he dislikes it.
Oh! I have a cuddle prompt for Alpha. What if s/o is usually tense or nervous about something, but when they cuddle up to him, they completely relax and loosen up
Well, honestly, it depends.
Alpha doesn't do well with touching, and the idea of doing it is... Worrying.
He would most likely do it with his datemate after a while, but if they try to force it, he's gonna be bothered.
He has a reason for the way he dislikes being touched Y/n, and you should respect that.
Now that doesn't mean he would not cuddle with them! Of course not. Just might take a while before he's really comfortable doing it.
Afterwards, whenever he sees you're getting stressed, he'll help you out! He would pull you onto his lap, and nuzzle into your neck, talking to you about whatever had gotten you all stressed out.
Giving: quality time! He loves to spend time with his datemate and that’s how he normally shows that he likes being around them. He sticks with them, he doesn’t just stay around them because they’re fun and leave when they’re not.
Receiving: Acts of Service would most likely be nice for him. He does want to spend time with his datemate too, though.
The lyrics used are from America’s “You Can Do Magic”. Ugh this song I swear...
You had just finished another long day at your job. Breathing a sigh of relief, you plopped yourself into the driver’s side seat, throwing your bag off to the side and practically slamming the door. You quickly put on your seatbelt and started up the car. The stereo followed soon after, the haunting sound of Ghost’s Meliora playing loudly in the enclosed space. For some reason that album was your go-to for a long stressful day, and you couldn’t really explain why. Maybe, you thought, it was just fond memories of the ritual you attended. You couldn’t take your eyes off of the Fire ghoul; Alpha, they called him, even when the other girls around you were swooning over Papa Emeritus III. To this day you weren’t sure why. Just one of those band member crushes, you thought to yourself and shrugged. You put the car into reverse, backed out and headed home.
It was dark by the time you reached your small house, and you mentally slapped yourself for not putting some kind of timer on the outdoor light. You stepped out of the car and locked it… then almost dropped everything when you heard a noise from inside the darkened house. Your mind immediately recognized the sound as being from a guitar, but you could swear up and down that you didn’t leave music on when you left much earlier. The melody playing you couldn’t recognize, and as you slowly made your way up to the door your feelings of confusion and curiosity wrestled with each other. ~Should I open it?~ You thought to yourself. Bracing yourself, you tried opening the door...and quickly realized you had locked it when you left. “Maybe I did leave music on…” you mutter to yourself, trying to calm yourself down. Inserting the key into the lock on the knob and opening the door, you were shocked that the sounds of the guitar stopped suddenly.
“H...hello?” you asked, barely making it past a whisper. The sound of shifting in the other room told you all you needed to know. The sounds of the guitar started back up followed by an unfamiliar voice:
I never believed in things that I couldn't see
I said if I can't feel it then how can it be
No, no magic could happen to me
And then I saw you
Any fear or anxiety you had felt beforehand nearly melted away after hearing the unknown man singing in such a way. You felt around in the dark for a place to put your stuff, gently set them down and slowly creeped your way toward the location of the singing.
I couldn't believe it, you took my heart
I couldn't retrieve it, said to myself
What's it all about
Now I know there can be no doubt
Halfway down the hallway you had to stop and take a moment. Your heart was pounding so loudly, you suspected the man could track you simply by your heart rate. You felt dizzy and you weren’t entirely sure what exactly was happening, but you knew something was about to change. For the better or for the worse, you weren’t at all sure.
You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire
You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Something wet trailed down your cheek when you heard these words. A tear. A few of them. You were crying. But… you weren’t sad. So why were you crying? Attempting to wipe away the tears, you slowly made your way into what you realized was your bedroom. When you came to the threshold of your room, you nearly fainted dead away when you saw who was sitting on your bed. Alpha. It was Alpha. You grabbed at the doorframe to keep yourself upright. He turned to look at you with his deep eyes, accentuated by the silver horned mask he wore. In his hands was the acoustic he’d played at the record stores. He turned his head to look at you, and you could swear there was something behind those gorgeous eyes.
And when the rain is beatin' upon the window pane
And when the night it gets so cold, when I can't sleep
Again you come to me
I hold you tight, the rain disappears
Who would believe it
With a word you dry my tears
Your hands quickly moved to your mouth as you entered your room, eyes still trained on Alpha. Alpha of all people, was in your room, sitting on your bed and playing a song you don’t think you’d heard before but it spoke to you. You could feel it reaching deep within your soul, stirring something you couldn’t remember feeling before. Before you knew it, you found yourself standing before Alpha. His eyes never left yours. Following an unspoken request, you sat in front of him, your legs tucked under yourself. You noticed his eyes squint briefly, seeming as if he was content with your decision. You had never heard Alpha sing, but his voice seemed strong and almost hypnotic even with the mask on. As you made yourself comfortable, he continued.
You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire
You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
As he continued to sing, it felt as if everything else around you had melted away. It was just you and him, in an endless void. Your heart ached with every note and word, an unseen tugging into your soul, almost maddening. Nothing mattered now, just Alpha. How did he notice you? Did it matter? Did anything else matter in this moment?
And if I wanted to
I could never be free
I never believed it was so true
But now it's so clear to me
You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
You're the one who can put out the fire
Your heart felt as if it was being broken and rebuilt a million times over. Tears streaked your face as you realized that he had put his guitar down, and was kneeling in front of you. His slightly calloused hands touched your face softly, his long fingers slowly wiping away your tears. Everything came washing over you as the reality set in, and you felt your body crash into his. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, as he did the same. Your face pressed against his neck and you could smell him. He was here. In your arms as well as you were in his, and if Heaven had actually existed, you could swear that this was it.
