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Hi there!! I absolutely adore your works<3 When I saw you wanted requests, I wanted to send one in. This one is for KNY:)
Could you please do Kokushibo with a petite reader? Like, the reader is only a short five feet (around 150 cm) tall? I would absolutely love thatâ€ïž
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He, being 6'2" (190 cm), finds it awfully cute.
He may not show it, but he absolutely freaks out when you ask him for help to reach something on a higher shelf.
You'll often find yourself being held, most often bridal style.
Now, he loves you more than anyone could ever love their significant other, but sometimes.. his protectiveness can get in the way of his love for you.
He would sooner throw Muzan on top of fans at a Michael Jackson concert and let him crowdsurf before he ever let you get hurt.
Even in the slightest.
If he were to witness someone mocking you for your height, he'd barely have enough self control to hold himself back from pouncing on them.
He's not usually one for affection, but he will, on occasion, leave gentle kisses to the top of your head.
When you two are alone, he'll bend over and whisper sweet nothings into your ears for a few minutes before walking off as though nothing happened.
He has a habit of just... scooping you up into his arms and holding you close.
If you cook, he'll often stay with you when you cook to gather ingredients for you.
If you want to get something down yourself, he'll put you on his shoulders and lift you up high enough to grab it.
He loves to dance with you, as odd as it is.
He loves to lift you up and watch your legs get lifted from the ground.
Your laughs as he does so is also another thing he looks forward to when you dance.
All in all, your height is just adorable to him.
I heard KNY requests were in season and I came running. Hear me out.
Modern college AU Rengoku/Reader fluff where you drop your phone on your way to class (with the student id and everything) while listening to music (so it's open). You're a wreck when you realize, only to find you get an email from "yourself" saying that they picked up your phone and want to meet up with you at X building.
You can draw out the pre-reveal banter as long as you want, but yada yada, you go after class all frazzled to be met with the most jaw-droppingly gorgeous man you've ever seen. He apologizes for going through your phone to get to your email but you're too overwhelmed with gratitude and awe to care. Thus, meet-cute.
You can end it however you wish, but this has been rattling in my head for a while XD
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My longest request ever... you should go get a get a snack.
Allow me to set the scene:
1000 years have passed. The Cult of The Lamb has long since blossomed into a full religion, and with it, society and technology skyrocketed with it. (Think early 1910's-1920's in how advanced tech is) A metropolitan city where The Lambs influence is absolute.
While most of the world rose up, some details faded into obscurity. The 4 Bishops, the Mystic Stranger, and the traditions of the Old Faith, many innocuous details faded from people's minds and into the dusty books of long forgotten historical facts, and some even became more akin to myth than fact.
Among these many facts that faded away into knowledge only treasured by historians and book lovers, was one important thing that somehow managed to slip between the cracks:
Narinder. His rescue by The Lamb. His immortality. His ever eternal watch over the people as time passed.
Forgotten by the common folk, remembered by few, and those who remembered pushed this fact into the realm of myth and legend.
Narinder has watched the world forget him, and grow far more than he could have ever imagined. And he was used to not being recognized anymore.
He never expected his name to be called aloud ever again.
Until you came along.
You (Reader) are a historian of the earliest years of the Lambs Influence, researching the beginning, the before, and the waaaaay before too. And you finding someone who not only was half the reason your city was possible, but to find them ALIVE?
It's historians dream come true!
(TLDR)
1000 years after Narinders fall from grace and integration into the cult, everyone forgets that he lived, and is immortal and still alive. A historian (reader) of the Earliest Days find him, and goes fangirling mode, barrageing him with questions and not leaving him alone. And Narinder isn't haveing (most) of it. He probably likes the attention more than he let's on...
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Hi hiiii!!
I saw your post that youâre looking for KNY requests so I got one that Iâve been thinking abt for a while.
So, a Douma x reader where the reader is Muzanâs only daughter (or offspring if youâd prefer it to be gn) and Michael Jack- *ahem* I mean, Muzan doesnât really pay that much attention to her so they donât talk often. Sheâs also only half demon so she can walk in the sun (but he doesnât know that for obvious reasons).
However, after Gyutaro and Daki were killed and all the upper moons were summoned, Muzanâs daughter joins them bc he always summons her regardless if she cares or not.
Low and behold, the other upper moons see her for the first time, except for Kokushibo whoâs pretty much known her all her life since heâs the first. While theyâre waiting for Muzan to arrive, she begins to have a conversation with the upper moons.
Her and Akaza feel neutral about each other, she gets along with Gyokko pretty well and Hantengu⊠is scared of making even eye contact with her since sheâs Muzanâs daughter.
When Douma sees her, oh boy, head over heels is an understatement. Instead of wanting to be worshipped by her, he WANTS to worship the ground she walks on. When she sees his unique eyes and compliments them, he melts to the ground instantly, asking Gyokko if heâs in some kind of dream.
If you donât want to do this or you donât feel comfortable, then skip. Also, sorry that was long, I had to get it all out đ
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Kny is great!! I lovr your work <33 ive actually been dying to see a angst/comfort fic where sanemi x reader get into an argument for whatever reason?? Creative liberties on that one idk đ but then they make up after a while. I didnt see any kny-specific character list that you write for, so if sanemi isnt up your alley any character works, really. Thank youu <33
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đđšđź đ°đđ«đ đ đđđŠđšđ§ đŹđ„đđČđđ« đđšđš, đŹđš đČđšđź đźđ§đđđ«đŹđđšđšđ đ°đĄđČ đĄđ đ°đđŹ đ đđđđąđ§đ đĄđšđŠđ đ„đđđđ«. đđźđ đđĄđ đ°đđČ đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đŁđźđŹđ đ đ«đźđŠđđ„đ đšđ« đŹđđšđđ đ°đĄđđ§đđŻđđ« đČđšđź đ°đšđźđ„đ đđŹđ€ đĄđšđ° đąđ đ°đđ§đ, đąđ đĄđźđ«đ. đđ đĄđđ đ đąđŻđđ§ đČđšđź đŠđźđ„đđąđ©đ„đ đ©đđ§đąđ đđđđđđ€đŹ đ°đĄđđ§ đĄđ đđąđ«đŹđ đŹđđđ«đđđ đ đđđđąđ§đ đĄđšđŠđ đ„đđđđ«. đ đđđ° đđąđŠđđŹ, đČđšđź đŹđ„đąđ©đ©đđ đąđ§đđš đ đđđ©đ«đđŹđŹđąđŻđ đŹđđđđ đđđđđźđŹđ đĄđ đĄđđ đđš đ đš đđš đđĄđ đđźđđđđ«đđ„đČ đđđ§đŹđąđšđ§. đđ đđšđźđ«đŹđ, đČđšđź đđąđđ§'đ đ°đđ§đ đđš đŠđđ€đ đĄđąđŠ đđđđ„ đđđ, đŹđš đČđšđź đ§đđŻđđ« đđšđ„đ đĄđąđŠ. đđ đ§đđŻđđ« đ«đđđ„đ„đČ đ§đšđđąđđđ đđ§đČđ°đđČđŹ.
đđĄđ đ©đđŹđ đđđ° đ°đđđ€đŹ, đČđšđź đđšđđĄ đĄđđ đšđ§đ„đČ đŹđđąđ đ đđđ° đ©đđŹđŹđąđ§đ đ°đšđ«đđŹ đđš đđđđĄđšđđĄđđ«. đđ§đČđđąđŠđ đČđšđź đđ«đąđđ đđš đĄđđŻđ đ đđšđ§đŻđđ«đŹđđđąđšđ§ đ°đąđđĄ đĄđąđŠ, đĄđ đđąđđ§'đ đŹđđČ đđ§đČđđĄđąđ§đ đšđ« đŁđźđŹđ đ đ«đźđŠđđ„đđ đđ§đ đ°đđ„đ€đđ đđ°đđČ.
đđšđź đđąđđ§'đ đ€đ§đšđ° đ°đĄđđ đ°đđŹ đ đšđąđ§đ đšđ§, đŹđš đČđšđź đđđđąđđđ đđš đŹđđđČ đźđ© đđ§đ đ°đđąđ đđšđ« đĄđąđŠ. đđ đđąđđ§'đ đ đđ đđđđ€ đźđ§đđąđ„ đ«đšđźđ đĄđ„đČ đđĄđ«đđ đąđ§ đđĄđ đŠđšđ«đ§đąđ§đ . "đđđ§đđŠđą?" đđšđź đȘđźđđŹđđąđšđ§đđ đđŹđČđšđź đĄđđđ«đ đđĄđ đđšđšđ« đđ«đđđ€ đšđ©đđ§. "đđšđ đ§đšđ°.." đđ đĄđźđđđđ, đđ„đšđŹđąđ§đ đđĄđ đđšđšđ« đđđĄđąđ§đ đĄđąđŠ. "đđĄđąđ§đđłđźđ đđ°đ, đ©đ„đđđŹđ." đđđ§đđŠđą đđđ§đŹđđ đźđ©đšđ§ đĄđđđ«đąđ§đ đČđšđź đđđ„đ„ đĄđąđŠ đđČ đĄđąđŹ đ„đđŹđ đ§đđŠđ, đđ§đ đĄđđŹđąđđđ§đđ„đČ đŹđđ đ§đđ±đ đđš đČđšđź, đ€đ§đšđ°đąđ§đ đąđ đ°đđŹ đŹđđ«đąđšđźđŹ.
đđšđź đ đźđ„đ©đđ, "đ°đĄđđ'đŹ... đ đšđąđ§đ đšđ§ đ°đąđđĄ đČđšđź..? đđšđź'đŻđ đđđđ§ đŹđš.. đđąđŹđđđ§đ đ„đđđ-" đđđ§đđŠđą đđźđ đČđšđź đšđđ, đ©đźđ«đ đđ§đ đđ« đ„đđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ. "đđĄ, đŹđš đ'đŻđ đđđđ§ đđąđŹđđđ§đ đ„đđđđ„đČ?" đđđ§đšđŠ đ„đđđđ đĄđąđŹ đ°đšđ«đđŹ, "đđđČđđ đąđ đČđšđź'đ đŹđđšđ© đđđąđ§đ đđ§ đšđŻđđ«đđđđ«đąđ§đ đŠđšđđĄđđ« đĄđđ§, đŠđđČđđ đ'đ đđ đđđ„đ€đąđ§đ đđš đČđšđź đŠđšđ«đ đšđđđđ§!" đđšđź đđ„đąđ§đđĄđđ đđ đĄđąđŹ đČđđ„đ„đąđ§đ , đđ§đ đđĄđ đđ§đ đđ« đąđŠđŠđđđąđđđđ„đČ đđąđŹđŹđđ©đđđ«đđ. đđšđź đ„đšđšđ€đđ đđšđ°đ§ đđ đČđšđźđ« đđđđ, đđđđ«đŹ đđąđ„đ„đąđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đđČđđŹ. đđšđ đ°đđ§đđąđ§đ đđš đđšđđĄđđ« đĄđąđŠ đŠđšđ«đ, đČđšđź đŹđđšđšđ đđ«đšđŠ đđĄđ đđšđźđđĄ đđ§đ đȘđźđąđđ€đ„đČ đŠđđđ đČđšđźđ« đ°đđČ đđš đČđšđźđ« đŹđĄđđ«đđ đ«đšđšđŠ.
đđšđź đŹđđ đšđ§ đđĄđ đđđ đđ§đ đđźđ«đ„đđ đČđšđźđ«đŹđđ„đ đąđ§đđš đ đđđ„đ„. đđđŹ đąđ đ«đđđ„đ„đČ đČđšđźđ« đđđźđ„đ? đđđ«đ đČđšđź đ«đđđ„đ„đČ đđšđš đšđŻđđ«đđđđ«đąđ§đ ? đđ„đ„ đšđ đđĄđđŹđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđđŹ đđ„đšđšđđđ đđĄđ«đšđźđ đĄ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđđ đđŹ đČđšđź đĄđđđ«đ đđĄđ đđšđšđ« đšđ©đđ§. đđ§đ đąđŠđŠđđđąđđđđ„đČ, đČđšđź đđŹđŹđźđŠđđ đđĄđ đ°đšđ«đŹđ, đđ„đąđ§đđĄđąđ§đ đđŹ đĄđ đŹđđđ©đ©đđ đđ„đšđŹđđ« đđš đČđšđź.
đđąđŹ đĄđđđ«đ đđ«đšđ€đ đąđ§đđš đ đđĄđšđźđŹđđ§đ đđąđ§đČ đ©đąđđđđŹ đđŹ đĄđ đ đđ§đđ„đČ đŹđđ đ§đđ±đ đđš đČđšđź. "đ'đŠ... đŹđšđ«đ«đČ." đđ đŹđđąđ, đ đđ§đđ„đČ đŹđ„đąđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đĄđđ§đ đđšđ°đ§ đČđšđźđ« đđ«đŠ đđ§đ đĄđšđ„đđąđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđ§đ. "đ'đŻđ.. đđđđ§ đŹđš đšđŻđđ«đ°đĄđđ„đŠđđ đ°đąđđĄ đ°đšđ«đ€ đđ§đ.. đđŻđđ«đČđđĄđąđ§đ , đ đđšđšđ€ đąđ đšđźđ đšđ§ đČđšđź." đđ đđ«đšđźđ đĄđ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđ§đ đđš đĄđąđŹ đ„đąđ©đŹ, đ€đąđŹđŹđąđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đ€đ§đźđđ€đ„đđŹ.
"đđš.. đ đ«đđđ„đ„đČ đđđ đšđŻđđ«đđđđ«đąđ§đ ...?" đđšđź đđźđ«đ§đđ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđđ đđš đĄđąđŠ, đ°đđ«đŠ đđđđ«đŹ đ©đšđźđ«đąđ§đ đđšđ°đ§ đČđšđźđ« đđ„đźđŹđĄđđ đđĄđđđ€đŹ. đđ đđ„đąđ§đ€đđ, đŹđĄđđ€đąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đĄđđđ đȘđźđąđđ€đ„đČ. "đđš, đ§đš.. đ đ©đ«đšđŠđąđŹđ, đČđšđź'đ«đ đ§đšđ. đđšđź'đ«đ đđĄđ đđđŹđ đđĄđąđ§đ đđš đđŻđđ« đĄđđ©đ©đđ§ đđš đŠđ." đ đšđ« đđĄđ đđąđ«đŹđ đđąđŠđ đąđ§ đđšđ«đđŻđđ«, đđđ§đđŠđą'đŹ đŻđšđąđđ đ°đđŹ đŹđšđđ đđ§đ đ€đąđ§đ. đđšđź đ„đšđšđ€đđ đđšđ°đ§, đŹđđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đđ«đŠđŹ. đđđ° đŹđđđ«đŹ đ„đđđđ đĄđąđŹ đđ«đŠđŹ, đČđšđź'đ đ§đšđđąđđđ.
đđšđź đđ«đđđđ đČđšđźđ« đđąđ§đ đđ«đŹ đšđŻđđ« đĄđąđŹ đ§đđ°đđŹđ đŹđđđ«đŹ, đ«đđđąđđŻđąđ§đ đ đŹđŠđđ„đ„ đŹđŠđąđ„đ đđ«đšđŠ đđđ§đđŠđą đąđ§ đđĄđ đ©đ«đšđđđŹđŹ. đđ đ©đźđ„đ„đđ đČđšđź đđ„đšđŹđđ«, đĄđąđŹ đ đ«đąđ© đđąđ đĄđđđ§đąđ§đ đšđ§ đČđšđź đđŻđđ«-đŹđš-đŹđ„đąđ đĄđđ„đČ. đđ đ©đ«đđŹđŹđđ đ đđ§đđ„đ đ€đąđŹđŹđđŹ đđš đČđšđźđ« đĄđđąđ«. "đ đ„đšđŻđ đČđšđź.. đđ§đ đ'đŠ đŹđš đŹđšđ«đ«đČ.."
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đđ đ°đđŹ đđ§ đđŻđđ«đđ đ đđđ„đ„ đ§đąđ đĄđ, đ§đšđ đđšđš đđšđ„đ, đ§đšđ đđšđš đĄđšđ đđ„đšđ§đ đ°đąđđĄ đđĄđ đ©đđ«đđđđ đđ«đđđłđ. đđšđź đŹđđšđšđ đąđ§ đđąđ„đ€ đđ«đđđ„đ, đđ đđĄđ đđđ đ đšđ đ đđ„đąđđ đ°đĄđđ«đ đČđšđź đđ§đ đđđ„đšđ đŠđđ đđŻđđ«đČ đđđČ. đđšđź đĄđźđŠđŠđđ đ đ đđ§đđ„đ đđźđ§đ, đđ°đđąđđąđ§đ đđđ„đšđ'đŹ đđ«đ«đąđŻđđ„.
đđźđ đšđ đ©đ«đđđđąđđđ„đ„đČ đ§đšđ°đĄđđ«đ, đĄđ đ°đđŹ đ«đąđ đĄđ đđđĄđąđ§đ đČđšđź, đ°đ«đđ©đ©đąđ§đ đđ„đ„ đŹđąđ± đšđ đĄđąđŹ đđ«đŠđŹ đđ«đšđźđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đđšđ«đŹđš. đđ đŹđŠđąđ„đđ đ„đąđ đĄđđ„đČ đđ đđąđ§đŹđ đđĄđ đŹđ€đąđ§ đšđ đČđšđźđ« đ§đđđ€. đđ đ„đđđ đ đ đđ§đđ„đ đ€đąđŹđŹ đđĄđđ«đ đđđđšđ«đ đđąđđąđ§đ đđšđ°đ§. đđšđź đĄđđ đ đ«đšđ°đ§ đźđŹđđ đđš đđĄđąđŹ, đđ§đ đ§đšđ đąđ§ đ đđđ đ°đđČ.
đđŻđđ«đČ đđđČ, đČđšđź đđ°đš đ°đšđźđ„đ đŠđđđ đźđ© đđ đ§đąđ đĄđ đŹđš đĄđ đđšđźđ„đ đŹđ§đđđ€ đšđ§ đČđšđźđ« đđ„đšđšđ. đđ đ°đđŹ đđđŹđąđđđ„đ„đČ đđ«đźđ đŹ đđš đ đđ«đźđ đđđđąđđ. đđđąđđĄđđ« đšđ đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đŹđźđ«đ đ°đĄđđ đŠđđđ đČđšđźđ« đđ„đšđšđ đŹđš đđ©đ©đđđ„đąđ§đ , đđźđ đĄđ đ„đšđŻđđ đąđ.
đđ đŹđšđšđ§ đ©đźđ„đ„đđ đĄđąđŹ đ„đąđ©đŹ đđ°đđČ, đ đđĄđąđ§ đ„đđČđđ« đšđ đČđšđźđ« đđ„đšđšđ đđšđđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đ„đąđ©đŹ đđđđšđ«đ đĄđ đ„đąđđ€đđ đąđ đđ°đđČ. đđ°đš đđšđđđđ đŠđđ«đ€đŹ đ«đđŠđđąđ§đđ đšđ§ đČđšđźđ« đ§đđđ€ đđŹ đđ°đš đđĄđąđ§ đ„đąđ§đđŹ đšđ đđ„đšđšđ đŹđđ«đđđŠđđ đđ«đšđŠ đđĄđ đđšđđŹ.
đđ đ„đąđđ€đđ đźđ© đđĄđ đđ„đšđšđ, đ đ«đđđĄđđ« đđšđ§đđđ§đ đŹđŠđąđ„đ đźđ©đšđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ. đđšđź đđźđ«đ§đđ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđđ đđšđ°đđ«đđŹ đĄđąđŠ đđ§đ đŹđŠđąđ„đđ đđđđ€, đ„đđđŻđąđ§đ đ đ đđ§đđ„đ đ€đąđŹđŹ đđš đĄđąđŹ đ„đąđ©đŹ, đđĄđđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđĄđđđ€. "đđđ„đąđđąđšđźđŹ.." đđ đĄđźđŠđŠđđ, đ«đđđźđ«đ§đąđ§đ đđĄđ đđđŻđšđ«.
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đđĄđ đđ«đđđłđ đđ«đąđđđđ đ©đđŹđ đČđšđźđ« đŹđĄđšđźđ„đđđ«đŹ, đ đŹđŠđąđ„đ đđ«đšđŹđŹđąđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đ„đąđ©đŹ. đđšđź đ°đđ«đ đŁđźđŹđ đ đŹđąđŠđ©đ„đ đđšđ„đ„đšđ°đđ«, đšđ§đ đšđ đđĄđ đđąđ«đŹđ, đąđ§ đđđđ. đđđŹđ©đąđđ đđĄđ đČđđđ«đŹ, đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đąđŠđŠđšđ«đđđ„. đđĄđ đđđŠđ đĄđđ đ đ«đđ§đđđ đČđšđź đ đđšđ„đđđ§ đđ€đźđ„đ„ đđđđ€đ„đđđ, đđđđđźđŹđ đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đ đŻđđ«đČ đĄđđ«đ đ°đšđ«đ€đđ«.
đđšđź đŠđđđ đČđšđźđ« đ°đđČ đđš đđđ«đąđ§đđđ«'đŹ đđđđąđ§, đĄđ đ°đđŹ đ«đđ„đđđąđŻđđ„đČ đ§đđ°. đđšđź đĄđđ đŻđąđŹđąđđđ đđđ«đąđ§đđđ«'đŹ đđđđąđ§ đđŻđđ«đČ đđđČ, đđđŹđ©đąđđ đđĄđ đ°đđČ đĄđ đđąđŹđ„đąđ€đđ đąđ. đđšđź đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đđ«đąđ§đ đĄđąđŠ đđ«đšđđĄđđ đđ§đąđŠđđ„đŹ, đđ§đ đČđšđź đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đĄđ đŁđźđŹđ đ đšđ đ«đąđ đšđ đđĄđđŠ.
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Lambs reaction to being given a hug for the 1st time in their life because no way Lamb had a good or normal childhood with all the 'hunting down Lambs' situation going on-
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đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Lambert would jump slightly, afraid you might hurt them.
Mostly because of their rather... traumatic past.
Once you didn't pull away, they would slowly melt into it, although still confused.
They had... no idea what a hug was, honestly.
You would have to explain.
"đđš... đ đĄđźđ đąđŹ đ đđšđ«đŠ đšđ đđđđđđđąđšđ§?" They'd ask
You would nod, before hugging them once more.
They still flinched, but this time just... gently pat your back.
You... had to explain for them to put their arms around you.
"đđĄ." They would say with a small laugh, before doing so.
Shockingly, they're a very good hugger.
Their soft wool made it so much better.
For a few months, every time you'd hug them, they'd flinch.
Of course, eventually, they'd be alright with it, and hug you back immediately.
But it's only with you!
They still flinch when anyone else hugs them.
But you're special!
narinder would definitely tease them about them not knowing what a hug was at first
Could you do heket x a reader who sings
đČ đ đŹ.
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đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđšđŠđđ§đđąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
She loves your voice.
Given that she... can't speak too well, she adores that one of you two can speak decisions.
She loves just.. listening to you sing.
She'll definitely brag about your voice.
If you hold concerts, she'll drag her siblings to watch you.
I headcanon she knows some guitar
So she'd love to play some for you, if it would help you sing.
She sometimes has nightmares about Narinder,
So sing her to sleep, it'll help.
A lot.
She oddly gets clingier when you sing, it's because of just.. how much she loves you.
She doesn't show her appreciation for your voice as much in public as she does in private.
Although once you're in private, she's complimenting anything and everything about what you sang.
One of her favorite ways to show her appreciation for your voice, is to press gentle kisses to your neck/throat.
If you sing while she does so, she can feel your throat vibrating slightly and she loves it.
If you sing while cooking, she loves to lay attention to both. Both what you're making and what you're singing.
All in all, she adores both your voice and you as a whole.
The Gods (all bishop, Narinder, and Haro) reactions to you wanting to pet them headcannons.
(You can decide the relationship vibes)
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đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: đđąđđđ„đąđ§đ (đđšđ§-đđđ±đźđđ„), đ©đźđ«đ«đąđ§đ , đŹđ©đąđđđ«đŹ,
đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđšđŠđđ§đđąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
He... didn't expect that.
Just a little weirded out.
How could you possibly pet him?
Intrigued on how you would do it, he let you.
He almost immediately melted into your touch, and you could see his branches start to wiggle a bit.
Petting him on the top of his head, the đđ§đđđŁ đŸđ§đ€đŹđŁ could noticably start to blink more.
The đŸđ§đ€đŹđŁ also started to have a slight hint of red tinting the sides, almost as if it were blushing.
Petting him under his "chin", would cause him to completely melt in your hands.
Keep that in mind.
If he ever gets angry, well, too angry, just give him scritches and he's putty.
Oddly, it flusters her the moment you bring it up.
She's hesitant, and her blush never leaves, but she allows you.
The đđđĄđĄđ€đŹ đŸđ§đ€đŹđŁ'đš eye seems to widen, and seems to stop blinking.
It also seems to get slightly redder at the sides.
Either way you pet her, whether on her head, or under her chin;
Heket seems to get extremely flustered, and her eyes seem to look anywhere but you.
Although, to you, it's obvious she loves it.
Kallamar immediately lets you.
As consistently anxious as he is, he trusts you.
Completely.
When you pet his head, the đœđĄđȘđ đŸđ§đ€đŹđŁ'đš eye softens, and it has a slight aura.
The aura seems as though it's smiling.
Kallamar loves it, he nestles into your touch, and peppers soft kisses to the inside of your forearm.
Well, if you're alone.
He has a facade to maintain, y'know?
If it's under the chin, he seems to act as Leshy does, melting into your touch and is basically putty.
You ask them while they're reading in their study.
Shamura cocks their head, but ultimately lets you.
"đđđđ«đđŹđ?" They'll question, letting out a small chuckle.
Afterward, you pet them
And immediately, they're putty.
They actually fall over.
like onto the floor.
You both laugh about it, but you pet them again, and they just melt into the floor.
Needless to say, it's their weakness
(is it obvious that they're my favorite and the absolute love of my life)
He would immediately say no
A small hiss erupted from his throat as he said so.
After consistent and constant begging, be finally let you.
He purred, immediately.
His eyes became half-lidded as he nuzzled into your touch and nibbled at your hand lightly.
He'd lose his footing a few times, but unlike Shamura, he wouldn't fall onto the floor.
He would blink kind of like a frog, despite his half-lidded eyes.
A gentle smile would appear across Haro's beak.
They would kneel down slightly, letting you pet them.
No matter which way you pet them:
Their feathers would fluff out.
And underneath their cloak, you could notice their wings start to flap slightly
Not enough to fly, let alone hover, but just flapping slightly.
"đđŹ đđĄđąđŹ đ đšđšđ đ§đšđ°, đ„đšđŻđđđĄ? đ đđĄđđ§đ€đđđĄ đđĄđđ đ'đ« đđĄđ đđđđđđđąđšđ§đŹ." (Is this alright, love? I thank you for the affections.)
They would hum, gentle and spaced purrs erupting from them.
It would huff, shaking it's head.
Both in disappointment and flusteredness.
It would mostly be flustered by the fact that it... didn't have any clue what you were asking.
But inevitably, it would let you.
It would shift one of it's eyes into lips and softly peck your brow.
The petting wouldn't really affect them, but they did like it.
Considering that it was a form of affection, it obviously liked it.
Well, it only liked affection from you, which is a plus, i guess.
How does Helob catch food? Is he an ambush predator or a chaser?
đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: đđšđ§đ
đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđšđ§đ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Helob is a chaser.
He probably likes the thrill, and thinks it makes his prey taste better.
Although, he doesn't always chase down his prey.
Sometimes, he'll wait for his prey to come to him.
Like any spider would
If he's not chasing, he'll use his webs to catch his prey.
When he does that, it's usually just to relax on the sidelines, or to see his prey squirm.
He's a pretty nice guy, but when it comes to his food, he's pretty sadistic.
Narinder on catnip headcannons. đż
Btw here are the effects of catnip incase you need a reference or knowledge on it.
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đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Narinder on catnip is... something else.
To put it simply.
He will consistently meow.
In general, he rarely meows and is pretty ashamed of it.
But on catnip, he's meowing 24/7, he doesn't shut up.
For some reason, the affect lasts longer on him than the average cat.
He's constantly rubbing his cheeks against people (people he knows)
If you don't know, cats have scent glands in their cheeks, when they rub their cheeks against you or an object, that's their way of marking their territory.
He often does it against the other bishops, which they're oddly often fine with (even after they've all become followers).
It tends to make Shamura tear up, when they become a follower.
Because after everything that happened, it makes them so happy that Narinder has kept some of his old ways.
Especially one of his old affectionate habits.
The rest of the bishops always seem happy when he does this.
Except for Heket, for some reason she has no reaction.
Well, outward reaction.
Inwardly, she's happy, but she's also kind of mad.
In the sense of "who the fuck gave him catnip again"
and that brings us to this;
Narinder has an IQ of 1, when on catnip.
He can still speak, sure.
But he will literally make up random words and random shit in general.
He also tends to take naps on the random rooftops
He doesn't remember any of it though.
He also can't walk in a straight line and gets scared by his own shadow.
Sorry for the, like-
3 Helob questions in a row, he is monching on my brain rn, and won't staph-
hi! i just found your blog and iâm excited to read more of what youâve written :) could i request a markiplier x female reader (established relationship) where the reader has a bad parent situation but hasnât told mark yet, and he one day brings up meeting her family and sheâs all hesitant but he pushes, not realizing the reason sheâs hesitant, so they go to dinner with her parents (who she doesnât talk to often) and they are awful to her and mark and they leave early so he can comfort the reader? sorry for that literally being so long hahaha
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đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđšđŠđđ§đđąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ/đđĄđšđ«đ đđđ«đđ đ«đđ©đĄ
You and Mark had been dating for roughly a year and two months.
He was probably one of the sweetest, and best, things you could ask for.
Your relationship with him was.. practically perfect.
Except for your parents.
You had a decent job, your dream job.
And yet, that wasn't acceptable to them
You made sure to keep your parents away from Mark, despite having met his mother.
You had kept your distance from your parents for some time, until Mark asked the question.
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Although, he continued to pester you. Not that you minded, you just.. didn't want him to meet your parents.
Eventually, he convinced you to give in and ask about having dinner that weekend.
Mark wasn't home when you asked, mostly because you knew how your parents would respond.
And your assumption was correct.
You told them you had a boyfriend, they asked how long you'd been together, you'd told them.
Then they started to yell at you, as expected.
Eventually, they agreed to the dinner. But you could just feel how your mother rolled her eyes, how your father stomped off as they both did when you were young.
At the dinner, you subtly made motions to show Mark that you'd rather die than stay there longer.
Your parents continuously made rude and harsh remarks that made Mark... kind of astonished that any parent could say that to a child.
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Once you both got home, he took you inside and sat on the couch with you.
And then you broke down.
It pained him, deeply, to see you react like that.
He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, rubbing gentle circles on your back and humming a soft song.
Once you were calmed down enough, you explained everything to him.
And he comforted you.
Then, the two of you sat on the couch, binge-watching all of your favorite movies, and eating popcorn.
Can you tell me more about the lake? I have a headcanon that Shamura has a big library and I love details about places that the bishops have and hold value in https://www.tumblr.com/blue-phoria/728732017044471808/i-have-a-big-head-canon-that-shamura-has-a-secret
đ'đ đ„đšđŻđ đđš!
Kallamar's lake is said to be the most calming part of any of the five bishops' realms.
The waters hold a specific antibody that make the body relax.
It purposefully loosens the muscling of a person for relaxation.
Kallamar, being the overlord of Anchordeep, can change that.
With the power of the đœđĄđȘđ đŸđ§đ€đŹđŁ, Kallamar can change the flow of the tide, which happens to change the antibodies.
Depending on the flow, it can cause relaxation, anger, sadness, anxieties, etc.
But, there are downfalls to changing the tide.
It can cause an extreme tiredness in Kallamar, which is why the lake is most often relaxation. Considering that it helps Kallamar's anxiety and nervousness.
How do you feel about Caregiver Kallamar?
đđ đđ đđđđ! đđ đđđđ đđ đđ đđđđ, đđ đđ đđ!
đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ : đđšđ§đ
đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđ„đđđšđ§đąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Kallamar found you abandoned in Anchordeep, and felt horrible.
You were so small, and... where were your parents?
It took him a moment, but he soon realized just how long you'd been there.
Dirt covered your tiny clothing, grease layered in strands of your hair.
He felt even more horrible as he gently scooped you up and took you back to his temple.
Obviously, his temple was huge and had many bedrooms. He went to his own and gently laid you on his bed.
He would stay next to you until you awoke, scared for your physical health.
Once you awoke, he'd softly explain everything before asking what had happened to get you there.
In a tiny voice, you explained that your parents had abandoned you.
There was a hint of guilt in his eyes as he offered to help get you cleaned up.
After you were all settled in, Kallamar gave you your own bedroom, and made it evident who you were to him.
He took care of you like you were his own child.
Of course, he had parents anxiety. Anytime you'd go to visit Shamura in Silk Cradle, (let's face it, they're your favourite of your caregivers siblings.) Kallamar would get so nervous and anxious for your return.
Any, and every, time you get back, he'll scoop you into a hug and hug you tightly for a solid five minutes. Then, he'll make his way out to the lake (I headcanon he has a lake outside of his temple, reserved only for him, and the residents of his temple) and ask all about your time with Shamura.
Leshy definitely cheers you up with flower crowns. Despite being the bishop of chaos, he loves cheering you up. Mostly because Kallamar gets annoying when he's anxious.
On your birthdays, he'll often cook for you, but he'll fail miserably. Shamura has had to put out... more than a couple fires on your birthday.
Which is why Heket cooks. Thats why its her job.
But all in all, you're definitely one of the best things to ever happen to Kallamar, not to mention the bishops as a whole.
Thank you so much for the request! But if you weren't aren't comfy with it, it would have been more than fine to say no ;; /gen
Yandere Shamura? ;;
đđźđ«đ!
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đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđšđŠđđ§đđąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Shamura never thought they'd fall for one of the lambs followers.
But once they saw you tag along with the lamb on a crusade,
Something within them clicked.
Was it the way you fought?
The way you tended to your brethren when they were wounded?
The way you looked?
Your personality?
They had no idea, they just wanted to know.
They wanted to snatch you up right there and then, to take you back to their temple and simply hold you tight.
but they had more self control than that.
They'd wait until their boss fight, waiting until the lamb had perished, to kidnap you and hide you.
If you succumbed to Stockholm Syndrome, they'd let you out, but not after some complete confirmation that you wouldn't run.
As seen with Narinder, they aren't a fan of locking people up unless necessary.
Even if you did manage to be let out, you'd be close to them at all times. If they were in the temple, you would be too. etc, etc.
Expect cuddle sessions đŠđ·đŠđłđș. đŽđȘđŻđšđđŠ. đŻđȘđšđ©đ”. They tend to get scared that something'll happen, and you'll have to be locked away like Narinder.
I tend to think that they would be a soft yandere, but still wouldn't be afraid to murder the lot of their own cult for you.
They would take you on walks around Silk Cradle, if they had time.
If the lamb ever tried to take you back, expect a rise in difficulty from the enemies on their crusades.
They tend to visit their siblings realms often, so when they get back expect:
Camellia Flowers from Darkwood, Jewels from Anchordeep, and Mushrooms from Anura.
They truly care for you, so expect nothing less than practical perfection.
đđĄđąđŹ đđąđđ§'đ đđšđŠđ đšđźđ đđđ đČđđ§đđđ«đ, đŹđš đ đđ©đšđ„đšđ đąđłđ, đđźđ đ đĄđšđ©đ đąđ'đŹ đđđđđ©đđđđ„đ!
Can I get some platonic Bonnie x reader? Sheâs such a good friend I swear
đđĄđŠ!
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đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: đđđŠđ©đąđ«đđŹ, đŠđđ§đđąđšđ§ đšđ đđĄđ đšđ«đąđ đąđ§đđ„đŹ
đđđ„đđđąđšđ§đŹđĄđąđ©: đđ„đđđšđ§đąđ
đđČđ©đ: đđđđđđđ§đšđ§đŹ
Bonnie will consistently put you above herself, as we see in the show over and over again.
If you decide to have a girls day out with just her, she'll end up buying a lot of things for you.
She'll feel bad if you're paying for yourself.
After enough convincing, she đșđ¶đŽđ”đ let you pay for yourself. But she'll still feel bad.
If you're a vampire, she'll be incredibly suspicious of you at first.
Like.. far too suspicious.
If you're originally friends with Damon, she'll probably be even more skeptical.
If you're originally friends with Stefan, she'll probably be much more lenient, because she knows Stefan is usually a good judge of character.
If you're (somehow) originally friends with one of the originals, she'll more than likely attempt to kill you to get you out of the way to get closer to killing Klaus.
And if somehow you manage to get on Elena's side, she'll protect you from the originals, despite having her reasons for thinking you're some sort of spy.
If you're human, she'll more than likely try to keep all of the supernatural stuff away from you.
If you happen to get sucked into it, expect her to be by your side more often than not. She's your friend and she doesn't want you to get hurt.
If you're a witch, she'll let you borrow her grimoires and she'll teach you all the spells you don't know.
She'll still try her best to protect you though.
If you're a werewolf, she'll treat you as though you were human.
The only difference is she'll constantly be looking for spells to help ease your transformation.
Whether it's completely stopping your transformation, making it hurt less, or anything else. She'll be looking for a spell that'll help.
Unpopular, but can you do a Luna x reader? Or Bellatrix?
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Bellatrix loves you so much, but has the most deranged way of showing it.
While she thinks its normal, you really.. don't.
Like some sort of cat, she'll walk to you with a dead rat in between her teeth and yank your hands towards her (in a kind way, of course,) and bring her mouth to your outstretched hands to gently place the dead rat there
I personally headcanon that she makes her own clothing.
So I believe she will make your clothing for you. Even if its lively, colourful, revealing, or covering up every inch of your body, she'll make it for you!
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Now, Luna may be a bit odd, but she loves you all the same.
She tends to pull you into random hugs, and won't say anything
She'll pull you into a hug, stand there for just a moment, before giving you a kiss on the cheek and walking to class.
She spends a lot of time reading atop of tree branches.
You find her there most often.
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My name is Touya, Michikatsu, or any name you're comfortable calling me!
This is my writing blog
My main is: @g0dwat3r
My pronouns are She/They
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If you support incest, such as shipping Aym x Baal, Any of the Demon Brothers x Another Demon Brother, etc
If you support r4p3
If you support M@Ps/P3d0philia
Because I'm sure people will ask, proshippers are allowed on my blog. As long as you keep it in fiction, that's fine by me.
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Key: Italics - I'll write for it, no questions asked! Bold and Italics - I love these fandoms, and I love to write for them! Please send asks about them!!!
Cult of the Lamb
Black Clover
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
The Originals/The Vampire Diaries (Not Legacies, sorry!)
Sanders Sides
Undertale
Deltarune
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba
My Hero Academia
Harry Potter
Markiplier (& Egos)
Jacksepticeye (& Egos)
Five Nights at Freddy's (Games & Movie)
Slashers
ACOTAR (A Court of Thorns and Roses) series
Assassination Classroom
Billie Bust Up
Bendy and the Ink Machine
Twilight
The Amazing Digital Circus
Disney's Twisted Wonderland
Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All (This also includes Nightbringer!)
Sk8 the Infinity
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Character x Reader (Romantic or Platonic)
Character x Child!Reader (Platonic)
Angst/No Comfort
Angst/Comfort
Fluff
Slightly Suggestive
P3d0philia
Incest
Smut
R4p3
Character x Character
Character x OC
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