Can u give us Kon Kusuriuri x reader? ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა
OF COURSE!! (*^▽^)/★*☆♪
Starting the req strong!
Gn reader x kon kusuriuri
Fluff + unserious
Relationship HC
Kon is the definition of clingy. Like this medicine seller is very handsy. He have to have at least one body part touching you. Both to reassure himself that you are still safe and just to be a little nausea
Definetly tried to bring an animal inside your shared tavern room before while you guys were traveling. What animal? Any anaimal tbh, maybe an elephant. Mostly a cat or a bird. But he once tried to bring red panda as well.
I feel like kon has a very much a rbf underneath his makeup. The small lip smirk on his lips always make him seem like he is smirking, like he is all smug. In reality he is just side eyeing people so hard.
Once tried to make you carry his box. Then proceed to laugh his ass off for the next hour as you struggled to even lift it.
Regularly especially while you guys are walking across an unsafe/uneven terrain, asks you to sit on top of the box while he carries it. He won't even look he is struggling while doing so
Has a very big, i haunting for my mates mentality. It's not misogynistic, he just feels very proud to provide for you and will literally be with pride when he gets to pamper you with affection or when you cook the thing he haunted for you
If you scream when you see a bug and call him, he'll scream and join you on the chair. No he can kill the bug, and he isnt scared of it at all. But he wont turn down a chance to hold you close
SFW. Fluff HCs and scenarios for Morgott with his Tarnished partner. OOC.
Love language . .
Quality time and bonding is a priority. Being able to spend time with his partner, partaking in their familiarity and serenity is key for Morgott. Regardless of how busy the day gets, there's always time to bask in each others comfort, either gossiping or refreshing quietude.
PDA . .
Morgott isn't particularly keen on PDA, he doesn't want to bring attention to him nor his partner. Partly cause of his shame, but he prefers confiding in his lover in private.
Touch . .
Physical affection is his weakest spot, although he'd never admit it. Having his hair groomed and played it, or having his back rubbed, or the massaging the root of his tail—no matter where his partners hands travel, he'll lean into the touch. If you're lucky, you might hear a rumbling purr as you stroke his rugged skin.
Affirmation . .
He's a very physically affectionate kind, but "I love yous" are scarce. He loves, deeply, but verbalizing it doesn't come naturally. His gentleness and gratitude is proof of his unyielding devotion, but vocalizing it isn't easy. You know he loves you either way.
Carefully he might proclaim his love, not as directly as his lover might, but in his own manner.
"I hadst never did imagine to becometh intertwined with thee, Tarnished, but I am indebted of thine tenderness. Alloweth me to note how ardently I admireth thee."
FINALLY SOMEONE WHO WRITES FOR THE COFFIN OF ANDY AND LEYLEY!!!!! THANK YOU <33333
Gonna ask some relationship hc w leyley!! It could be yandere if you like (I mean she is one already but-yk)
Ashley Graves X gn!reader - Relationship Headcannons
TW: Ashley is manipulative, she's a red flag but I'm colorblind, everyone has a foul mouth, mentions of cheating and kissing, Ashley is very emotionally dependent.
♥︎ Notes: I thought about making Ashley a yandere, but then I reflected on what Anon said and thought... they're right, LOL. I'm always happy to supply content for TCOAAL, and I really appreciate everyone who takes the time to request! I hope these meet your expectations. <3♥︎
Ashley Graves is impulsive, stubborn, cleverly stupid, and a pain in the ass.
If I had to describe dating Ashley I'd say it's like riding a roller coaster but never knowing when it'll drop.
When you first met her, you were blinded by her beauty (her tits) and decided to walk up to her for a number.
She was flustered that someone was interested in her, sure she's had people walk up to her before, but it was because they were always more interested in her brother than her.
But once she realized you were in it for her, she never let you go again.
It started with frequent house visits. She'd sleep over without asking, and just like a stray-cat that cuddles up to you, you couldn't say no.
She'd try to cook you for you! Every morning where she aserted herself into your day, you'd wake up to the wonderful smell of burning shit. When you went to your kitchen with a loving fire extinguisher in your hands, you'd see she was cooking eggs and some unidentified meat.
You'd walk up behind her and kiss the nape of her neck, never telling her you're only doing this because her hair smells like cherries and if you don't you're pretty sure you'll pass out from the smoke.
"Y/N, why is there a fire extinguisher in your hands?"
"Early Christmas."
"Liar."
Dates were fun, too! Even though you'd organize the actual dates like eating out, going to amusement parsl, carnivals, and the like, her dates would be along the lines of staying at home and cuddling. You might call it boring, but to Ashley, a perfect date would be where you're both left alone with only eachother to give company.
No one, and I mean NO ONE, would be able to see her precious Y/N except her.
And not that you minded anyways, you enjoyed spending time with Ashley, even if half that time was her being exhausting.
Speaking of which, exhausting, you ask? How is little ol' Ashley exhausting?
Be it a nice co-worker, a pleasant stranger, a funny waiter, or even that woman who works at the deli that gives you that cheap vegan processed ham with bacon bits, Ashley hated the fact you even acknowledged them.
It often became her favorite topic to annoy you with.
While cuddling on the couch (iykyk), Ashley began to look at you with intense eyes. You knew what these eyes meant. It was a warning sign that she was about to ask you something that could potentially piss you off. Of course, she didn't care about that part, all you needed to know was she was going to ask and you'd better be honest.
"N/M, do you love me?"
"Sure I do, you're my girlfriend after all."
Ashley wrapped her arms around your neck a little tighter, "So then," her face darkened, "would you ever cheat on me?"
You sighed, this line of questioning was becoming less and less of the 'would you love me if I was a worm' deal and more of the 'whose that bitch you were talking to' deal.
"No, Ashley, I wouldn't. Why would you feel the need to ask me that?"
Ashley raised her head from your chest and opened her mouth, her final statement ready to fire,
"So then why do you still look at other people if you would never cheat?" Her eyes narrowed on you.
You groaned and rubbed your temples, "Jesus Ashley, now I can't even have simple eye contact with people?"
She blew a breath of annoyance, "why would you even make eye contact?! I'm the only one you should be looking at, N/M!"
You went to push Ashley off of you, already sick of her shit.
"No! Do you even still love me?! All you do is go to work, go to school, hang out with your stupid friends, and ignore me!"
"I'm not doing this with you AGAIN, Ashley! Just because I know or talk to other people does not mean I'm screwing them! Jesus Ashley, you would think we'd be over this by now..."
Ashley pouted and blinked the tears in her eyes away, "...fine. leave me then, see if I care."
She sits up and goes to the opposite end of the couch.
"You're sitting on my feet, Ashley."
Ashley turned her head away and ignored you.
You hated it when she got her way, but you also couldn't stand to see her so upset. After all, she was only upset because she missed you.
Sighing with defeat you said softly, "I'm sorry I don't pay enough attention to you, Leyley. Life distracts me sometimes, but that doesn't mean I don't still love you. This weekend I'll cancel with my friends and we can go on a date. "
She hummed, "id rather we stay in and watch a movie."
"Which movie?" You coax your girlfriend for a smile,
"...Hypergore Splatterbrains 4," She looked at you and grinned.
"There's my pretty girl," you wrapped an arm around her waist, "alright, you happy now? Will you stop bitching about people in my life who I will NEVER cheat on you with?"
She brought a finger to her bottom lip, "Nah, maybe a kiss will convince me?"
She looked at you with a devious smirk, you sighed. "Cmere you," Ashley giggled and jumped on top of you, sharing a loving kiss.
Yeah, Ashley is exhausting.
But in a way, you're happy she's yours. You couldn't be happier, even if her cooking skills are shit, she's a tad bit possessive, and she leaves passive aggressive notes in your lunchbox when you go to work.
You love her either way.
"Hey N/M?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you love me?"
You sighed with content and wrapped your arms around her waist, "Yes Leyley, I love you. Do you love me?"
Ashley laid her head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat,
Nobody asked for this but Todoroki is my handsome devil so I’m writing it.
- It’ll take a long time to get him to look at you as more than a classmate.
- And it’ll take even longer for him to look at you as more than a friend.
- But all the waiting will be totally worth it.
- He doesn’t totally know how normal couples act, and it will take a while before he’s comfortable, and then even longer until he thinks you’re comfortable, to do more than a quick hug.
- But once he is comfortable, and he knows you are too, he’s like a touch starved cat trapped in a (handsome) boy’s body. Any excuse to be near you, he’ll take it.
- He finds so much comfort in your arms, just like you find in his.
- After a long time of dating, he’ll lay on top of you and put his head on your chest after a hard day. If you run your hands through his hair he’ll pass out instantly (though he tries to stay awake so he can feel it longer).
- While you make him feel better with your touches, he can make you feel better with his words. It’s not necessarily the things he says, but the way he says it so matter-of-factly, as if what he’s saying, no matter what it is, is completely true. He’s your rock.
- But you guys don’t completely rely on physical affirmations; Shouto wants to know he can rely on you, and the only way you can prove this is through actions.
- This isn’t one sided, he makes sure to use his actions to prove to you his reliability.
- Around other’s and in public he’s not totally comfortable, so he often holds back on pda (but might put an arm around your waist or put his hand on your back, sometimes he’ll loop a finger through your belt loop).
- When it’s just the two of you, he’s a lot more affectionate.
- Sometimes, when he’s feeling playful, he’ll wrap his pinkie around yours and when you look up at him he’ll look around and pretend like he didn’t just do that (he loves the giggles that escape you every time).
- You can literally get him to do anything if you bribe him with cold soba.
- He’ll use his left hand as a heating pad when you’re on your period.
- Kiss. His. Scar.
- Before dating you he’s never thought to be insecure about it, but when he realizes that most men in relationships don’t have scars, he’ll be super conscious about it. When you kiss his scar all his insecurities fade away.
- He’ll let you dye his hair green for Christmas, and he’s patient enough to let you braid his hair.
- He shows affection at random times because he doesn’t fully understand how to properly show affection (you of course think it’s adorable so you never correct him).
- If he’s had a rough day and needs to see you, but you’re showering, he’ll come into your shower -fully clothed- hug you, and then walk out without saying a word (he waits a long time into the relationship to do this, once he knows you’re both comfortable).
- Todoroki is a really quiet walker, he’ll come up to you randomly and scare the hell out of you.
- “What’d I do?” In response to your scream.
- “Don’t walk up so quiety!” You say with your hand on your chest.
- “Oh, sorry!”, his concerned tone and voice make you crack up
- If you fall asleep on him he won’t move an inch.
- He doesn’t like you walking alone at night because there might be “weird people” in the area.
- When you ask him to elaborate on that he just shrugs.
- He has a habit of falling asleep on his face, so you often flip his head around so that he doesn’t suffocate (when you two get to the sleeping together stage).
- While kissing, his hands go everywhere, like he doesn’t quite know where to grab. He’s a messy kisser when he really lets himself go, like he has so much emotions and the only way he can express them is through kissing.
- Him being scared to hold your hand because he’s the “handcrusher” (you had to therapize him about that one).
- Always hugging his left side because of the warmth it brings (you also do it as a small way of getting him to like that side more, but shh don’t tell him).
- When he talks to you about his past trauma he sometimes goes really in depth about it, but he doesn’t cry. Instead he suddenly gets really quiet, sometimes he starts breathing really heavily or pacing, and you have to calm him down, but afterwards he feels better than ever before.
Last letters for Arhtur! Keeping Zenith unpublished till the very end was a real test of will, but that’s my great ending.
Thank you @dreishika-is-practicing for the request, it was so much fun to do!
That’s also the last alphabet-related post, thank you all for your requests!
Enjoy!
W eak point What is their weak point.
Call him “My King” and he is yours.
Please not abusing your powers.
X Random HC of mine.
Arthur spontaneously captures you to dance whenever he has the opportunity.
Your favorite song is playing on the radio while making breakfast? Knife aside, the kitchen is now a ballroom!
You have to pass a long, empty corridor? Why not make it, dancing in his arms?
If you can't dance, don't be afraid, Arthur will gladly teach you.
Y ear How they see the relationship in the future.
Isn’t it oblivious? HAPPILY. EVER. AFTER.
But seriously, Arthur always portrays you two in your own small kingdom, with 2-3 heirs around. You have everything you dream about: the most beautiful clothes and jeweler, and the dining room table bends with food.
Arthur, on the other hand, doesn't need much, 8 armors, 5 pureblooded horses and 3 villages are enough for him.
Just kidding, for him it doesn’t matter how your shared apartment looks like, as long you are with him, that’s his kingdom.
Z enith How will the end of the relationship look like.
The iron door creaked hollowly, moved for the first time in ages. The sunlight fell in a narrow band to a place long forbidden to him, and a tall, horned figure stood on the threshold. The Devil. He cast a cynical glance of his red eyes at the ruined hall and waved the agitated dust and the smell of stale room away from his face.
Walked in long strides through the throne room of the former kingdom, whose days of glory remained only in torn tapestries. And every step left fiery traces in the stone floor.
He climbed the broken steps and stopped in front of the old throne and the figure sitting on it. Knelt before the old king, not to pay tribute, but only to glare at with a hellish glare. His eyes lingered on the cross on the hilt, the cross of the Knights of Sol, the guardians of the weaker and the liberators of souls burning with endless flame. This blade has long forgotten what it means to fight on behalf of those who are unable to. He would forever remain in the dead grip of the old king, serving as his eternal support.
He rubbed the moss on the steel with his thumb, revealing the noble name of the blade. Excalibur.
"What happened dumbass?"
The stone lids twitched to reveal the old king's dull irises. Their former splendor and strength are gone, leaving only a memory of what once was.
"The Queen," croaked a long stagnant throat, "she is gone."
Shinra scratched his neck, sighing heavily
He knew breakups could be tough, but what was left of Arthur was no longer Arthur. Even he began to feel sorry for him.
He shoved away the dirty dishes scattered over the blanket so he could sit down and nudged his friend. The captain advised to give him time to get used to the breakup, but from that day on, Arthur had become a useless puppet whose strings had been cut off. He couldn't even go on a mission with them, as Excalibur became no more than a pocket knife.
"Maybe ..." he began, pressing his shoulder against his friend. “Maybe you should go meet her. Try again. "
"It's pointless." The fair-haired man turned his head away, not looking in his direction. "She is gone."
"C'mon!" Shinra jumped up from the mattress and stood on his legs wide apart, fists on his hips. "What are you peasant or king of the knights ?!"
Arthur shot him a grim look through the hair, but didn't answer.
"That's how you treat the queen?! Surrendering in her case after the first adversity?! " continued the friend. "Go! Fight for her! "
Fight for her.
For her.
The dead air sounded with a solemn game of fanfare and cheerful shouts from the spectators. The bright afternoon sunlight fell into the darkness of the room, and a sudden gust of wind forced in flower petals, showered by the inhabitants under the hooves of mounts carrying knights on their backs. It will start soon.
Tournament.
Arthur jumped up, grabbed Excalibur, and draw a cerulean blade that gleamed more forcefully than ever before. A fire hotter than the Devil's own hell fires lit up in the azure eyes.
She is his Queen and he will fight for her.
The knight rushed to the door, ready to rush to the chosen one of his heart, but a clawed paw stopped him.
"Arthur, pants," Shinra sighed, handing him the clothes.
“Ah yes, my armor. Help me put it on quickly, squire! "
"What?!"
Now tell me dear reader, will our knight win this tournament, or will the lady of his heart give her handkerchief to another?
