Scenario: He is impatient, blunt and aggressive. He curses at anyone that annoys him, but there's one who can make him do a 360, that's his wife.
pairing: schpood x fem!reader
Genre: Fluff =͟͟͞♡
TW: just a little swear
note: not proofread, first oneshot, probably not accurate
Everyone that have heard and interacted with Schpood would describe him as unhinged. A crazy mad man who won't hesitate to say what's in his mind. Oh you don't even any plans for your city? Why the hell are you leading in the first place then?
No one could talk back to him. I mean how can they when he leads the biggest nation, you basically have a brain damage if you ever did. Because if you want to be safe, you need an ally like Westhelm. So they'll just take all the insults, as long as he's on their side.
But there's one that won't take those kind of insults, you. And that is how you two met, with an insult and a jab. After that he did not leave you alone, nothing could ever make him go away. He wasn't bother by any of your words and that annoys you but it amuses him.
You two got married, long story short. You questioned how that happened, and you know why. You love him, him and his stupid smug face and eyes that looks at you with wonder like you carry the world.
Over the years, some things developed, changed. The others noticed, it was pretty obvious. When he's alone at meetings, he cannot keep his mouth shut, but when you're there... what the fuck?! he's like the complete opposite. Sure, his eyes are on you most of the time but he's listening to the meeting, which surprised everyone. Since when does he have the capability to actually listen without talking, yapping, shouting.
"Oh come on! Are you fucking stupid to think that we'll go with that half-ass plan?!
"Listen, sure it's not finished-"
"Oh shut up! Start talking when you actually do have a fucking-"
An eye contact with his wife. Followed with silence, as all wait for him to finish shouting talking. But all he does is look away and sat down on his chair.
And when he does shout, cursed at someone and you're there, it takes one glance from you and he's sat, silently. Huh?! All of those in the meeting can only watch with their mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
Underneath the table his hand finds yours, he hold them softly. Rubbing his thumb gently on your knuckles, a silent plea and sorry, his lips forming into a pout frown. A gentle squeeze was what you gave, and he immediately was smiling, still holding your hand as he listens to the meeting.
scenario: you can't get him out of your head no matter how much you try, it doesn't help that when you sleep you still think about him
pairing: schpood x fem!reader
genre: spicy, there's kinda like being infatuated with someone who's kinda in a relationship but not also hehe, guys just trust
note: not proofread, kinda based on guilty as sin? (this song is just too good) also kinda short, tinkered with some of the canon so that this fic makes sense, made up some stuff, little to no dialogues hehe
When did these fantasies appeared? When did it start and what were the reasons that made them appear?
Those were the questions that was always in your mind, circling around your head, looking for the answers that you know won't be found. It started harmless, his voice was the first to get stuck in your head, always repeating the words you've heard him say, even if it weren't exactly directed to you.
Then it started to get wilder, more uncontrollable and dirty. You've started to imagine him talking to you with a much more intimate approach, not the tone or voice he uses when talking in public, it was much more vulgar than his insults. And everytime you do, you feel a throb and an ache between your legs.
And when you tried to control those thoughts, tried to ignore them because they're just downright wrong. You've heard the news, he was to be married to the Monarch of Thicolor, Jophiel, the moment the border drop. But that didn't stop the nights you had, your thoughts still haunt you in your sleep, forces you to stay awake. Because if you close your eyes and try to sleep, you'll imagine him, his appearance and how he's touch must feel. And that was worse than just being haunted by his voice.
Those eyes that you can't help but get lost into, or those lips of his that you wish to taste and kiss until red and swollen. You didn't need to think of that on the daily basis, not when every time there's a meeting, you couldn't help but focus more on him than anybody else in the room.
You were only a few blocks away from him, you haven't even made any physical contact with him, but if the two of you touch, you know that his touch would burn you. Not in the painful and gruesome way but something else that would forever be burned and marked to the back of your mind and mind, one that'll make you ache just to the thought of it.
The fantasies in your head was more than enough with just his voice and appearance alone, you couldn't prepare yourself if you ever felt his touch.
Then then two of you bumped into each other, your body moved on its own, your hand immediately grabbed his hand before he could even stumble or fall. Fingers holding his tightly to pull him until he's steady on his feet. Your other hand coming up to pat his biceps, unconsciously. It took everything in you to give them a small squeeze, a grope.
You tried to keep a straight face, keep your voice steady as you asked if he was okay. He gave a nod then muttered a 'thank you' with a smile, as he gave a gentle but somehow still firm squeeze to your hand.
And what did that interaction gave your creative mind? More ideas, more fantasies and scenarios to play in your head as you sit in silence, or lay in bed.
That squeeze he gave your hand? Yeah, now you imagine his hand squeezing your thighs, as he had your legs hooked up onto his shoulders. Those lips of his giving kisses on your inner thighs. As his fingers trace the word 'mine' on your upper thigh, in a slow and tender motion. One that you'll feel every single stroke of his finger.
You let out a shuddered breath, as you felt hot and sweaty even if your place is just right by the border of the snow plain. It felt like it was the middle of summer, sitting up on your bed, you threw your blanket off you, and combed your hair back. This was getting ridiculous, you shouldn't be thinking this way about someone that was fated to another already. It bothered you that you didn't feel any kind of guilt thinking this way of someone.
This night was pushing it, you thought it was finally calming down, then you imagined his touch once more. His voice, whispering to your ears, as he kiss the shell of your ear. Your hands? Gripping your sheets tightly, as you called his name, loud enough for only him to hear. And as it continues, you felt it build up, and you heard him groan your name while he gripped your left thigh to pull you closer to him, hilting the sword to the sheath, and that's when the waves comes crashing down.
That's what got you sweating and wet, your bedsheet was soaked, you wanted to immediately wash it or much better just burn it. Rid yourself of the evidence of this night, of that dream, or that sensation that you felt inside. It felt real, too real. This was getting dangerous, and you don't know how to stop them.
You feel bad and disgusted with yourself, how did it get this bad? Why did you let it go this far? Guilt washed over you, you've only interacted with him a couple of times and you're thinking of such sexual and intimate things about this man. You can never look at him in the eyes after this incident.
But were you really guilty? When this was just fantasies, thoughts about someone that you've never actually interacted with physically other than holding his hand? It was only yours to know, and never plan to tell anyone, especially him.
You were hanging out with CassBerry or Berry as you like to call her. She was building once again, and you decided to help her out so that you can distract yourself and not think of him. You were quiet, only talking when she talks to you, when she asked you if something was bothering you, you denied and continue to place blocks in silence.
One thing that Berry knew about you is that, if you were real quiet, then there's something occupying that little head of yours. One that was bothering you that you busy yourself to forget, and you know it'll never work. So she pressed and asked you, because she knows that those thoughts were eating you.
And when you finally gave in, you pulled her to a secluded spot, one where it's almost impossible for others to eavesdrop. Oh, so it was that serious.
When you told her what was bothering you for days now, but not everything, not that incident. She was a little bothered but not surprised. It was him, the Emperor, there was someone l bound to think of him that way, it's just she didn't expect it to be you.
Then you asked her a question, asking if what you were doing was bad, if it's not normal to think of someone this way, this intimately. Because this was genuinely the very first time that got you this hooked, this attracted, to someone.
So she reassured you, gave you a smile. Told you it was nothing to be guilty about, it wasn't a sin after all to think that way of someone that technically wasn't in a relationship with anyone. That there wasn't any things as bad thoughts, but how you'll act can be.
Extra:
Messy kisses, one that leaves someone's lips wet and red. Make their minds hazy with lust of wanting more, fingers that holds each others clothes as anchor. Eyes that could only look down at your lips, raspy voice that whispered your name.
His lips trailing down your jaw to your shoulder, all the while he whispered sweet nothings in-between.
That's what have been occupying Schpood's mind ever since the two of you had bumped against one another. The way you quickly but smoothly saved him from falling was cool and kinda attractive. He only heard you speak a little but he knew that if he heard you say his name in any way, his knees will buckle and he'll probably obey what ever you tell him to do.
it's kinda meh, sloppy but I like it either way hehe @shadow-wolf378 @wildc4rds @pebblepheebzz @indino-lets-not (I did not know how to end this one)
now I need to start writing once again because I'm out of stock
scenario: there's so many choices to chose from, you were a bit indecisive to decide what shade you wanted, so your dear husband is there to help you choose.
pairing: schpood x fem!reader
genre: fluff with a bit of spice in the end (just some make out its beneath the cut)
note: not proofread, take this little treat while I cook something up, also kinda inspired by @shadow-wolf378's headcanon which I remembered halfway through writing this.
Barbie land had just opened a shop and you decided to support the business. Giving them a few resources that might increase the produce of this shop. As a thank you, they sent you a collection of lipsticks, all different in color, shade and type.
You look in awe at the amount of varieties in the collection, you were by the living room of the Westhelm castle. Sitting comfortably on the couch, not trying to look professional now that you're in the comfort of your own home.
Deciding on what you prefer is a problem you had always faced. While you were facing such trouble, your husband had just come back from a trial at the Colosseum. Groaning as he took off his armor and placed it on an armor stand. He rolled his arm back, while he walked to the couch and there he sees you with a box full of lipsticks.
"That's quite a lot of lipstick, my love."
Schpood uttered before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips, then he sat next to you, his arms automatically wrapping around your waist. His chin rest upon your shoulder, but his eyes was glued on the box you hold.
"Yeah, one of Madzvie's people gave it to me as a thank you gift."
"Well, what lipstick do you favor among the selection?"
You didn't answered, still deciding which one you liked. You picked one up, then put it down. It happened a few times, until Schpood grabbed one.
"Having trouble picking which one you like, my love?"
"I can't decide.."
Then an idea came to mind, you grabbed a random one. A cherry red one, you applied it then turned to your husband with a smile, to which he returned. You grabbed his chin, and brought his lips close to you.
"Do you like this one?"
"I'm about to.."
You closed the distance of both your lips, he hummed in response as he pulled you close while you grabbed his shoulders and pulled away before it can last longer, that caused him to groan in protest.
Looking at his lips, you clicked your tongue and grabbed another one, this time was a peachy colored one. After applying it, you hold his chin steady, then you kissed Schpood's cheeks. He hummed, as your lips made contact with his cheek.
"You should try another one my love."
A certain dreamy like tone in his voice as he looked at you with such a lovestruck gaze. You chuckled, before moving on to the next one, you put it on your lips, then you turned to him with a smirk, that he just loves to see.
"That's the plan sweetheart. I'll try every single one of this shades, and you'll stay seated being my canvas."
"Yes Ma'am."
Lipstick after lipstick, kiss after kiss, the amount of lipstick in the box had reduced. Some of them took longer than the other, some were messier. All because Schpood just couldn't sit still.
How could he when, his wife is kissing him, more than you usually do. He just couldn't resist it, so when he got the chance, he'll wrap his arms around you, and pull you deeper into the kiss. His fingers runs from your nape to your hair, tangling his digits with your hair strands.
He moaned into the kiss, but of course you'd pull away. A groan left him, as he chased for your lips to get another kiss. You blocked his lips with your palm, as you looked at him at him teasingly, the lipstick you applied had smudged.
"You're messing it up sweetheart."
"My love, I should get a reward from sitting still for you."
"Aren't you already getting them? You're getting a lot of kisses, do you not?"
"But.. still.."
Schpood pouts, which looked more adorable and hot at the same time now that his face was decorated with so much different kind of kiss marks. His lips, covered with mix of different shades and colors, it did make it more kissable than it already is.
He had that hunger in his eyes, telling you just how much he wants to kiss you, and taste your lips again and again. His hold on your waist had never loosened, his fingers playing with you clothes like a puppy waiting for you to give him what he wants.
And who were you to deny your husband, when he's sitting pretty in front of you looking absolutely desperate. You tossed the lipstick aside and finally gave him what he wants, he moaned in delight as you lips met once again. Your arms wrapping around his, neck and messing with his hair, while his hands gripped your clothes like it's his lifeline.
He leaned down on the couch, while you straddled him and never break the kiss. The kiss was utterly amazing, it was passionate, desperate, hungry at the same time. Just when your lungs are screaming at you was when you two pulled away.
You guys lay there in silence, catching your breaths. Schpood chuckled, moving your hair away from your face. Looking at your lips then at your eyes.
"So, what lipstick did you like?"
"...Let me try them again."
that oneshot will be done I swear just one more day maybe ˚. ྀིྀི୧❤︎୨ ྀིྀི.˚
Small ramble, thought, idea or whatever but imagine how sweet and cute it is that when ever schpood's needed for a meeting that requires him to be away from Westhelm, from you, he struggles to leave your side when it's time for him to leave.
It takes him a couple of minutes to just leave the border of Westhelm because schpoood cannot for the life of him to stop from looking back at you. Those moments had caused him to be late for a few meetings.
He'll just be a few steps away from you and he's immediately running back to you, wrapping his arms around you for the fourth time this day and kissing you once again one last time before he's off to the meeting (that was he's third time doing that)
Because of that, he's council and everyone else had start to give him an hour earlier than the actual time for the meeting, so that he wouldn't be late, and he doesn't need to ever know that.
Listen...theres this trend I've seen on TikTok that I think you could write beautifully 🙏
Basically, the husband is busy with something, on their phone or gaming, and they've been up past their bedtime.
The wife confronts them in robe, telling them to go to bed. They pushback a little, but immediately give in once the wife opens the robe.
There's nothing underneath the robe.
😏
Maybe it's a little unrealistic. Schpood loves bedtime and doesn't wanna miss that time with you. But ehh, maybe he just didn't realize he time
Anyway uhhhh thoughts, so many thoughts in my brain.
♡₊ ⊹|| let's sleep
scenario: your husband is busy, and won't sleep after you told him multiple of times, so you used a different kind of tactic
pairings: schpood, 5pyder, sitzkrieg (separate) x fem!reader
genre/tag: fluff, spice and comedy
note: not proofread, I know you requested just Schpood but like I couldn't resist writing about the other two, I've been itching to write about sitz and 5pyder, also requesting is closed for now since there's quite a lot to write about sorry!! but you guys can still ask me questions if you want to
It's been hours and your husband still haven't come to join you in bed. That annoyed you, you wanted to cuddle with him, but he had a different plan for the night.
Schpood loves to sleep, that's one of the things you knew first about him when you started to date him. But there were tines where he wasn't in the mood to sleep. Like this night, he was too focused in playing on his computer Neglecting his sleep, the bed and you.
You told him a couple of times already to go to sleep, and now it was almost midnight and he was still on his chair playing. He'll go and say five more minutes, and was still playing. It was two hours since you've gotten ready for bed and he's still there on his pajamas, gaming.
Yeah, you weren't going to wait any much longer. So you took off your clothes, and when he didn't even bat an eye on the noise, you knew his focus was locked on that damn screen. Throwing on your fuzzy robe to cover you bare body from the cold air of the ac, you walked up to Schpood.
"Sweetheart, come on let's sleep."
"Five more minutes, my love."
You tried to sweet-talk him but that didn't work, a annoyed sigh left you as you pulled the back of his chair and turning them to you. Robe slipping off your shoulders, showing the top of your cleavages.
"Schpood. Bed. Now."
His headphones fell from his head, eyes and lips wide open in a flustered state, as his cheeks heats up. His gaze went from your chest to your legs, as the robe did nothing to cover up what's between your thighs.
"Schpood?"
"Yes! My love! Yes, bed, of course."
He immediately shut his computer and grabbed you by your waist, head on your shoulder, kissing your neck as he lead you two to your bed. Robe off you and your husband on top of you, kissing every single spot his lips can reach.
5pyder was a singer, he makes money off of it, as well as his main job. He gets hired to sing in events, to entertain the guests and all. So, he takes his preparation to the top, making sure that everything was perfect.
Tonight, he was doing that exactly. Preparing for tomorrow, making sure he remembers the lyrics of the songs specifically asked by the person who hired him. But, he sometimes gets too focused that he neglects his sleep.
And as his lovely wife, you were there to make sure he doesn't overwork himself to the point of losing sleep. You reminded him to sleep, you weren't getting in your guys bed so that you can watch over him and the time.
And his response will always be,
"Just a little more honey."
And that was 20 minutes ago, 5pyder was still not done. You weren't going to wait any longer. When you walked off, he asked where you were going and you gave a little excuse.
When you walked back, with nothing but a robe on, one that leaves nothing to the imagination with how see through it is, 5pyder's voice cracked. Singing higher than what it's actually supposed to be.
"Honey, what are you wearing? Actually, no. Why aren't you wearing anything?"
"I'm going to sleep, that's why. It's real hot tonight, and the ac isn't really doing much, you know."
You 'adjusted' the robe, as you told your husband good night. Walking past him, or tried to as 5pyder grabbed your arm, stopping you from walking any farther.
"I think I'm going to bed, as well."
He sheeply stated, with blush decorating his cheeks. His hand, slipping past your robe to stroke some random shapes to your back, as he pulled you to his chest. His lips pressing kisses to your skin, as he gently pushes you to your guys bed. Him on top of you, hands on your body.
SitzKrieg usually sleep just two hours before midnight, that was his usual routine every night. His body just naturally becomes tired and sleepy the moment it strikes ten. And he was responsible enough to sleep every time.
But tonight, your husband was invested on his book that he didn't notice that it's a quarter to eleven. That you were on your guys bed, waiting for him. You thought to leave him alone for a few minutes, thinking he just needed to finish the chapter he's reading. But then he keeps going, and going until it was almost eleven o'clock.
"Sweetie, are you going to sleep anytime soon?"
"Yeah, yeah, just finishing this chapter."
That was his excuse just a few moments ago. An annoyed scoff left you. Apparently, the book he's reading was just so good that he's ignoring you—his wife, that's just gotten back from a tiring work and just want to sleep next to your loving husband—alone on the bed.
You take great offense to that. With a sigh, you got out of bed and changed to something that will that your husband's focus away from that stupid book. That one, silk robe that you wore the day before your wedding.
Coming up from his back, hands on his shoulders as if massaging them. A groan left SitzKrieg's lips, you walked around the chair, in front of him.
"Well, well, well. Darling, what's with the choice of clothes?"
"Nothing, just my darling husband ignoring me for his damn book."
"Oh, is he now? Must be a terrible husband you got there. Ignoring such a sweet thing like you alone."
A chuckle left him, as he grabbed your hips with one of his hand, the book still on the other. He let's you straddle him, his hand touches your leg, trailing up your thigh and underneath the robe. His eyes shoots up to yours, when he felt that you weren't wearing anything underneath.
"Nothing underneath, Darling, you sure you ain't cold?"
"I won't be, if I have someone beside me in bed."
SitzKrieg hummed, as the two of you slowly get closer to one another's lips, yet both your eyes were locked on eachother. Then he tilts his head a little and captured your lips into a slow and intimate kiss. Your hand went on to hold his shoulder while the other grabbed the book from his hand and tossed it aside, he laugh lightly at that.
Right after, he picks you up by your waist and to your guys bed. There he lays you gently on the mattress, slipping the robe off you slowly, as if to tease you. You won't be getting any sleep tonight, that's for sure.
guys I think it's official that I write for this three when it comes to tiktok trends and such, or else the ffs are short @shadow-wolf378 @pebblepheebzz @wildc4rds
Dude their are so many TikTok trends you could do with Schpood. How about that one where the femal in the relationship tries to pick up the male and puts them on the counter?
Schpood was strong, strong enough to lift you quite easily and walk for a while with you on his arms. That was one thing he's real proud about, to be able to hold you up, carry you.
But you were curious if he's ever been lifted before, not those piggyback rides or something. You found the perfect time to do it, while he was in the kitchen making himself a sandwich.
"Schpood, sweetheart, can you turn around for me?"
Your husband did it without any question, looking at you with a confused expression but with a smile nonetheless.
"Do you need anything my love?"
"Nothing, just wanted a hug."
You uttered as you wrapped your arms around his waist instead of his neck which confused Schpood more but didn't voice it as he hugged you back, head on your shoulder.
Then you braced yourself, good thing you work out with him or else you don't think this will be possible. You lifted him up, pulling a surprise yell from him as he wrapped his arms around you on instinct.
"My love! What are you doing?!"
"Nothing sweetheart, don't worry about it."
As you lifted Schpood up in the air you put him on the counter, right on the his sandwich, unknowingly. You had a proud smile on your lips when you had successfully lifted your husband up.
"What was that for?"
"I just wanted to see if I could lift you Schpood."
A chuckle left him before he pulled you into a kiss, you smiled in the kiss as you leaned closer. Hands on the counter, while his own hands were holding your cheeks.
Well right after that incident, Schpood sometimes want you to do that again. Giddy, and mostly just want you to lift him up. And who were you to deny him of that when you yourself was enjoying it too.
sorry anon I know its a little and only a ramble but I didn't know how to do this one Im really sorry @shadow-wolf378 @pebblepheebzz @wildc4rds
scenario: just doing this trend in front of your boyfriend
pairing: schpood, 5pyder, sitzkrieg (separate) x fem!reader
genre/tag: fluff, modern au, pinch of spice
note: not proofread just trying this out
You've seen this trend for a little while now on tiktok, so you wanted to see how your boyfriend react to this as you film it. Holding your phone up, the song blast from your phone as filmed in front of him.
Schpood was on his phone when he heard the sound, and when he heard the lyrics, he followed them with a grin and grabbed you by your waist. Pulling you close to him, followed by a kiss to your cheeks and lips. The kiss deepens and the phone on your hand was taken and tossed aside, as the two of you continued the kiss. Safe to say that you needed to redo the video or else it might get reported or banned.
5pyder had heard and seen this trend, he was chronically online, hopping on them once in a while. He comes up to you, grabbing you before the sound could even get to the point of the lyric 'grab your ladies if your lady fine'. His hand on your hips, his free hand grabbing the phone from you and ending the video with kissing you.
SitzKrieg was a gentleman, aside from his feud with a certain someone, he was a calm and collected person. So when he heard the lyrics of the sound, he didn't grab your waist, instead gently grabbed your hand to pull you a little closer then hold it close to his lips and kissed it. Not looking at the camera, just you. Expect the the end of the video to be real shaky after that, because he made you flustered by his simple act of affection.
this is so out of character but who cares right?? @pebblepheebzz @wildc4rds
am I getting attracted of the fanon ver of sitzkrieg in my head?? maybe??
also @shadow-wolf378 can I please make your request into like three ver of the SSS hehe like this one but like more longer??
