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fluff! valko being a cutie and letting his guard down whenever he's around you, i love him hehe

you sit next to valko in his office, watching as he reads a report. he sits with one hand in his fluffy hair, with the other hand turning over the paper.

you hear a knock on his door as the person lets themselves in with valko's permission. “sir, apologies for interrupting. i have more reports for you to read.”

“thank you, please just leave it on my desk.” he says, gesturing with his head on where to leave the reports.

you notice as his hand that was previously in his hair is now over his stomach. the person leaves, and his hand now dangles by his side.

another knock on the door. “apologies, sir. i know your assistant handed you reports but these reports also need your attention.”

“thank you, you can leave those on my desk.” he smiles, his hand now back protecting his stomach.

the receptionist leaves, and your boyfriend leans back in his chair, his arm supporting his head on the headrest.

“valko?” you ask.

“yes, peach?” he lifts his head, his full attention on you.

“why do you keep covering your stomach whenever someone comes in?” you tilt your head, your eyes flicking to his stomach.

“hm.” he replies, placing the stack of papers down. “what do you know about dogs and showing their stomach?”

“that they only show their stomach whenever they are feeling submissive?” you raise an eyebrow.

“yes, that is one option.” he scans your face, waiting for you to mention the other option. “do you know the other reason why?”

you shake your head.

“it means i feel safe with you, peach. i can allow myself to feel vulnerable with you.” your face softens.

“come here, you big puppy.” you bring your arms out, and he pulls your chair towards him as he inhales your comforting scent.

You knew that. He had told you that he had to leave because staying with you during his full transformation in the supermoon might get dangerous.

You had been telling yourself this over and over again ever since he left. You knew his safety is guaranteed as long as he's with his pack but it still didn't stop you from crying about it at two in the morning, curled in bed with his t-shirt held tightly against your chest.

You didn't notice the balcony window opening. You only know he's back when a familiar warmth settles behind you, followed by a familiar chin nuzzling into your neck.

“You’ve been crying all night?”

And then you're turning, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt, pressing your face into his neck, kissing his jaw, his cheek, the corner of his mouth and crying harder all while smearing the wet mess of your nose on his face, which was not a very cutesy combination but you were past caring about all that.

"Easy there, princess. I just came back and it looks like you're trying to drown me in your snot."

You snort and immediately wish you hadn't, given the current state of your nose. You hit him, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. "Shut up, i hate you. I was so scared you'd get hurt or that you'd never come back to me because... because you realised how different i am from you.”

You feel stupid saying that out loud but you were actually scared, scared that his transformation would make him realise just how disparate their two worlds are, and how convenient it is for him to stay away from your kinds.

He turns your face to look at him. "I will always come back to you because I love you." He says, wiping the tears from your eyes, his lips meeting yours in soft feathery kisses. "No matter how much distance the world tries to put between us. No matter what forces decide we don't belong in the same story, I will find my way back to you. Every single time."

His words overwhelm you completely. The intensity of it all makes your body give out, your face falling back into his chest as you cry for an entirely different reason now, hands fisting tighter in his shirt like you can physically keep him here. His arms come around you, holding you like he can't bear the thought of a world where the two of you aren't together.

By the time you pull back to look at him, your eyes are dry, every tear spent until your heart is satiated and only then you notice the scratches along his jaw, the dried blood at his temple you had just been kissing.

"Val, you're hurt-"

"It'll heal, princess. I just need some time.”

"You're weakened right now, it'll take longer, you could get infected and spread rabies to me."

He looks genuinely offended at that. "That's foul. I'm not a dog."

You shrug. "You bite me all the time."

"You steal and sniff my clothes all the time," he says, pointing at the t-shirt still clutched in your hands, "but that doesn't make you a perverted thief, or does it?”

A triumphant smile spreads across his face. But you can't let him win.

"Who's the good boy?" you say instead. "Who wants belly rubs?"

"Me! Me-" His ears pop out, tail wagging before he's even finished the sentence. Then he catches your expression and stops, sitting very still and attempting to look like none of that just happened.

You raise a teasing eyebrow and he pouts, thoroughly defeated.

comfort!! valko comforting you as you get homesick, ik i said i would only write valko fluff but i am genuinely homesick and i just want to go home :(

you sit on the sofa, watching as the main character reunites with their family. “i want to go home, valko.” you face your boyfriend.

his eyes soften as he turns towards you. “come here, peach.”

you shuffle towards him, curling up into his embrace.

“it’s been really hard hasn’t it?” you look up, and the tears well up in your eyes.

“i miss my family, the food and the sound of home. i love staying with you but i just can’t anymore.”

“my precious peach. you’ve done so well. thank you for letting me know.” he pulls you in closer, kissing the top of your head.

“one more week is torture. i just want to go home, valko.” tears stream down your face, your vision getting blurry.

“i know you do, baby.” he wipes the tears on your face. “breathe for me, peach.” he instructs, exaggerating his breathing for you to follow.

“you look so silly doing that.” you sniffle.

“there’s my lovely peach.” he relaxes, bringing over the tissue box.

“thank you, baby. you’re too good for me.” you take out a tissue, drying your tears.

“let’s never say that again, hm? when i get homesick, you do the same thing for me too. if anything, that means that you are the one who is too good for me.” he takes your hand, rubbing his hand over yours soothingly.

you shake your head, refusing to believe his words.

“sounds silly doesn’t it? it’s in our natural instinct to take care of those we love.” he brings your hand up to his mouth, kissing it softly.

“i may not be able to help very much, but i will always stay by your side, peach.”

Art from X

They’ve been at each other’s throat. The tension snaps.

Puppy!caleb, wolf!valko, fluff, short

“I’ve been abandoned.”

“Huh?” Your hand stills on Valko's thick, messy red hair. His plush wolf ears twitch one last time under your palm before he turns his head to face Caleb.

Caleb is leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest and a deeply offended pout on his face.

“Jealous much?” Valko grins, the sharp, teasing glint in his eyes matching the tightening of his arms as he hugs your waist just a little bit closer, staking his claim.

Caleb growls, low and rumbling, baring his fangs just enough to be dramatic. “In case you forgot, puppy, you’re new here. Sit in line.”

The stare-down between them is practically electrifying, the air growing thick as Valko growls right back, his tail stiffening. “I’m a wolf.”

“Hey, hey, guys, please. No fighting in the living room, or anywhere—” you interject, raising your hands defensively.

“But he’s been hogging all your attention, pips!” Caleb insists, abandoning his cool posture to stomp over. He drops his chin, his big eyes wide, glossy, and completely full of fake, exaggerated tears.

“'Cause you’re a pain in the ass,” Valko shoots back smoothly, not shifting an inch from your side.

“HEY!”

Suddenly, as if a silent truce is called, the tension snaps. The aggressive postures melt away instantly. Both of them drop right onto the floor in front of you, looking up with identical, expectant expressions. Their tails are suddenly swishing in a frantic rhythm from left to right, their wide eyes practically begging.

“*Sigh*… c’mere, you dorks.” You shake your head, laughing softly as you open both arms wide.

That’s all the invitation they need. They lunge at you at the exact same time, completely smushing you back into the couch cushions. Before you can even catch your breath, they are both leaning over you, peppering your face and neck with damp, eager licks.

“H-hey! Stop, that tickles!” You block your face, but it's useless against the two of them.

The three of you end up giggling in a tangled, breathless pile. It’s definitely going to take some time to adjust to all this loud, competitive chaos, but watching their tails wag perfectly in sync against the fabric of the couch, you honestly can't picture the days when there were only two of you. 💖

I’m a bit too late finishing the fluff about adopting Valko, so… I’ll post that later 💖

f!mc and m!mc versions f2u gifs/stickers with or without cred! #bringbackvalko (╥ᆺ╥;) 🐺🍫

"What do you think you're doing?" You've been ignoring him all day but it was hard forcing yourself to focus on the words on the page when a 6'2" wolf man is rolling around in your laundry, trying to get your attention.

Valko stops half roll, tangled in your pile of clothes, "Reading like you."

"You're lying on my clothes."

"I am not lying on your clothes," he says while very obviously lying on your clothes.

"Please go away, i don't want to start a fight." You don't have the energy to do this right now.

"I'm not trying to start one." His fluffy ears pricks up which successfully indicated you he isn't giving up. "This is just how scent marking works in our pack."

You want to drop him off at the abandoned pet shelter. "You're so immature."

His ears drop. "Okay, fine. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have scared away the dog.”

"You scared off Tara's dog in her own backyard.”

“I didn't do anything. I just stood there when I should've bitten him instead.” He says the last part under his breath.

"He was shaking, Val.”

"I got jealous, okay?" His tail droops and ears turn flat. "You were petting him."

"That's not a reason to scare a golden retriever half to death."

"It felt like a very good reason at the time.”

You give him your deadliest glare, the one that would normally scare off any normal person but he's Valko and he's not normal, so he takes it as an invitation instead and crawls on the bed, dropping his head into your lap. “Ugh. Fine, i will apologise to her and her dog.”

“Good boy.”

“Okay then pet this good boy.”

fluff! doing the favourite words trend on valko, valko my baby :( still in denial

“hello?” you bring the phone up to your face. “hi tara!” no response.

you grin, thinking of valko’s response during this silly prank of yours.

“the weather is so nice isn’t it? should we go on a walk together?” you pretend to not notice valko shuffling ever so slightly towards you on the sofa.

“we should definitely get ice cream too! a chocolate ice cream sounds so good right now.” you relax into the sofa.

“baby?” you hear a quiet voice beside you, valko lightly poking your arm.

“hi baby, i’m on the phone with tara. can you give me a minute please?” he nods, putting his head on your shoulder.

“the new exercise machines at the park seem so fun, i really want to try them out.” valko sits up, lightly turning your head so you can face him.

“can i join? please, peach?” he gives you his best puppy eyes.

“shhh, just another minute baby.” you silence him, putting a finger on his lips.

“you should come over to mine so we can have a nap together, perfect date.”

“date? peach, please can i go?” he paws at your hair, kissing your cheek.

your heart flutters. “i’m sorry, baby.” you show him the black screen.

“so does this mean we can go on a date together?” he asks, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“of course puppy, we can go anywhere you want together.”

@ir-the-cat Tearing my heart out still bloody and bleeding cuz I still miss him and I'm still angry

Sixth Love and Deepspace Masterlist

No one asked for this, it's just for me but I think it would be cool to see other people's interpretations of these so please tag me if you have any ideas

also probably OOC Valko since we only have less than 10 minutes of content with him, rip :<

Throne of Eros

This was the most difficult one for me...

Playing off the fact that Valko is a Chairman, in this au Valko is part of the Royal Council who Empress MC needs to please in order to keep her title and carry out the plans she has for the empire.

Valko also represents the interests of a few planets within the empire, one of which is his home planet.

She has to convince Valko to team up with him.

There are power dynamics at play. She is the Empress but he holds a lot of sway not just because he's a Councillor but also he's friendly and popular with many planets within the empire due to his travels.

They grow closer, meeting in secret.

Valko finds out the truth extent of MC's ambitions and her plans for the empire. She's going to do whatever it takes to hold onto her power, at the cost of planets he cares for. He feels betrayed she would take such a drastic stance, especially knowing where he comes from. They have a confrontation.

In the bad ending Valko steps down from Councillor and returns to defend his home planet. Without his support the Empress is unable to achieve her ambitions.

In the good ending MC compromises and uses Valko's knowledge and experience to inform her decisions. There's still tension as they're using each other to get the outcome they want. History remembers her more favourably this time.

Mortality's Tenderness

MC who lives in a palace or as a villager has a run in with Valko who is a scoundrel disguised as a Lord.

MC's suspicious as he gets himself in trouble, but he's actually helping out the town so she helps him get away with it.

Then it's a role reversal (of the main story) when she follows him to his camp. She's snooping around when she gets caught, but it's raining now and too far away from town so she demands that he host her.

She's introduced to some of his younger siblings and grandma, and comes to see how much he cares for them, how much they look up to him.

It's a little unorthodox but he's doing what he does for a noble cause.

After spendind time together she demands that he let her stay with him and join their crew. He's more than willing to accept.

OR

MC finds herself in a bit of a pickle, makes a prayer in her heart and recieves help from a mysterious man

When she goes around town to find him, it's like he was never there. But some of the town's folk believe in the wolf spirit

When she's alone he appears again, taunting her (playfully). Hanging upside down from a tree.

He reveals himself to be the wolf spirit, guardian of the town

They bond, start falling for each other

He reveals there's a way for him to be unbound from his station as a spirit, but in order to do so he still has to be bound to someone else, MC.

She's conflicted because she values his freedom and his wild nature, she doesn't want to cage it.

He insists, says he trusts her with his soul, surrenders himself to her. It was a fated bond afterall.

It works, he's free to be with her. They live happily together.

Lingering Lust

Once again playing on Valko being Rafayel's foil I'm going to say he doesn't like water very much. Wolves are supposed to be comfortable in water but for Valko, everything about it just feels wrong.

Tie in it being a couple of days surrounding the full moon. His wolf side shows itself in a variety of ways and usually he's able to control it better but something's just off.

The card revolves around letting MC in and being vulnerable with her.

Her accepting him wholely, supporting and helping ease everything he's going through.

It's a really sweet emotional card about the trust between them growing stronger.

They do it in the hot tub obviously. He knots her for the first time. Maybe he's having his rut.

Once upon a frame

Roman Holiday (1953)

Very very tldr of the real movie's plot: A princess escapes during her tour in Europe. She explores Rome with a reporter she happens to cross paths with (there's more to how they met but anyway). They spend the day together getting up to various hijinx and have some romantic moments but eventually go their separate ways as the princess has to return to her duties.

In this version MC finds (Prince/famous diplomat/Chairman) Valko, she knows they're in movie land and recognises him.

In the movie the Princess has a list of things she's always wanted to do but in this card Valko feels the burden of expectations so much so he's reluctant to go along with it.

MC has to try and convince him to let loose and be more wild. She's initiating all the wild scenarios to try and get him to tap into and remember that part of his personality. Might be fun to see him become less and less uptight and more wild and casual like the Valko we see in the main story. MC needs to change the ending of the story and make sure they stay together.

He reveals that he's sick of all the responsibility and doesn't want to be the heir. (Might be interesting to tackle his pack responsibility and his position as Chairman at such a young age - in main story). She convinces him to ditch his position and run away with her. That she can offer the freedom he's looking for.

He agrees and they spend more time running around Rome being in love before they get summoned back to the real timeline.

Valko teases her about how devoted she was to him and how she's more wild and sly and wolf-like than he thought. He also expresses gratitude that she cherishes the wild side of him and would want to pull him out of situations that try to weigh him down.

if you're working digitally, he has endless questions. "what's that? how'd you do that? what does that do?" you answer them all, because you know he's asking just to hear a bit more of the sound of your voice. even if he repeats a couple questions unknowingly.

every once in a while, once you finish a step, he'll ask to borrow your pencil/stylus. if you oblige him, he'll draw a little doodle on the side, his brow furrowed in focus and concentration. (aww! he drew a little puppy!!!!!)

you ask him if he's bored, if he'd rather be doing something else, if he wants to get his phone or gaming console to entertain himself with, but every time he tells you no without even a second of hesitation. he loves being in your presence and feeling your body against his own; just spending time with you and watching you do what you love, even if everything progresses slowly.

if you look up at him, you'll find him attentively watching your process, flashing you a charming grin when you meet his gaze. if you get frustrated during the process of drawing, he'll kiss your furrowed brow, tilting your chin upwards so you move your focus to him instead. he's a master at dissolving the tension building up in your head, and you're never quite sure how he does it. you just know that a few minutes later, you feel reinvigorated and ready to get back to drawing.