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Hihi! I see you write for mlbb, and I really enjoy your writing! Keep the work up! Thereβs not a bunch of x reader in this fandomβ¦ gulpsβ¦
May I request aamon/granger with a fem/gn! reader that self harms? How would they react and go about it? Thank you! :D Take your time and donβt be pressured to fulfil this request.
granger x gn!reader who sh hcs
kurov's notes: i'm sorry for the wait! i've had to block away a bit of time to trying to pin down granger's personality... a lot of montoon's characters fall into the "cold serious" type so i spent a while trying to give granger a bit of spice that differentiates him from how i've already characterized aamon! and thank you, anon!!
masterlist introduction
Granger:
Granger doesn't notice the scars, but he does sense something amiss about your behavior. Like how you wear long sleeves even in hot weather, or how you flinch when someone tries to reach for your wrist.
At first, he brushes it off as mere coincidences. But as more and more observations pile up, it starts to form a picture that he doesn't want to believe.
He doesn't confront you, always one to hate forcing conversations before the other is ready. Instead, he tries to make himself more available.
Granger stops accepting as many demon hunts as he once used to, making sure to return home at least once every 2 weeks. He chooses to sit beside you in silence instead of disappearing into his room like he usually does, and only going to sleep after he makes sure that you slept first.
The first time he finds fresh injuries, Granger's expression hardly changes. If you were an outsider, you would have missed the way his brows tightened or how his lips were pressed into a thin line.
He kneels beside you without a word, instead choosing to gently reach for your hand, giving you every opportunity to pull away if you're uncomfortable.
When you don't, he begins to quietly clean and treat your wounds, dressing them in a way much gentler than he usually does to himself.
In all honesty, Granger isn't sure what to do. He remembers how he used to push his body to hunt demons to silence the ringing in his ears, if only temporarily. If hurting yourself serves the same purpose for you, then he understands the logic, even if he hates what it's costing you.
That's why, he never asks you to stop or verbally disapproves of your practices. You can tell that he doesn't like it, but he also doesn't want the darker alternative to come true.
Granger will never call you selfish, weak, or attention-seeking. Those words would never even cross his mind. If anything, he blames himself for not recognizing it sooner.
He's also one of the few people who won't immediately bombard you with promises that everything will get better. Empty reassurance has never comforted him, so he refuses to insult your intelligence by offering it to you. Instead, he tells you something far simpler.
"You don't have to convince me that you're in pain."
"If you ever need someone to talk to, or a shoulder to cry on, just ask me. I would love to be able to help you."
"No matter if you get better or worse, I'll always stay by your side."
the keeper's notes: Once again, thank you for the request. The original was planned to include Aamon as well, but due to time restraints we unfortunately have decided to focus on Granger. I hope that whoever reads this finds comfort in the words, however small. I may have projected a tiny bit onto Granger after all, and the dialogue is something I truly wish to have said. π¦
twin, if ur still there, do a marcel x reader pls pls pls, thanks!
a/n: I like to think he does traditional photography as for a little something to pass the time (oh, did I mean it as a break from duties? no, not in this case though). I didn't even realize it was angst UNTIL I was rereading it, how could I have missed such a big aspect? sorry, guys π I also read your "twin" as "twink," and I was like... bro..
βI think you've developed that one four times now.β Your fingers tapped rhythmically on the table where he was working.
Of course, he knew, and as much as he hates repeating something, it had to be done. He softly sighed at the reminder but then focusing on the details again.
The dark room smelled of chemicals and the slight tinge of blueberries left unattended on the table. You leaned against the table, arms now crossed as you watched Marcel carefully hang another photograph on the drying line.
He didn't turn around, his eyes paying careful attention to every detail. He murmured, "It's not right yet."
You glanced at what he was staring at and observed. βIt looks fine to me."
He let out another heavy sigh, for what felt like a thousand times already. βIt's not just about being βfine.ββ Despite being frustrated with repeatedly doing it, his voice was steady, though a little tight underneath, like something pulled too taut. He reached for the next print even before the last one had finished dripping. βThis time will be exact.β
You frowned at his persistence. In the dimly lit room, you carefully sat on a chair beside his table, slumped in defeat as you watched him work in silence for a while.
You always wondered why it took him several attempts to find the exact one, but all you ever received was a βthis is the last one.β You closed your eyes for a moment and opened it to glance at him, the red light casting shadows across his pretty face, making him look more like one of his own photographs than an actual person.
His hands moved quickly, almost frantic if you try to observe closely. It's as if he's running out of time, and it makes your stomach churnβthat's it. You're no longer tolerating this torture anymore.
βMarcel. Stop for a second.β
βI'm almost done.β
"You said that about six times already!β You quickly reached out to grab his hand that was about to reach for another photo.
His hands stilled as he looked at your hand. He didn't look at you, his shoulders set in that too-straight line. βI justβ¦ need to get this one- just this one rightββ
βWhy?β
There was a pauseβa deafening silence, long enough that you almost regretted asking.
He ran a hand over his hair. βBecause if I don't capture it properly, it fades. And if it fades, it's like it never happened... at all.β His voice that was once frantic, gradually grew quieter. βAnd I know I don't want to forget this, or any of it.β
You slid off the chair and came to stand beside him, close enough that your shoulders touched. Your tone was quieter too, almost matching his. βForget what, exactly?β
βYou.β He paused immediately, almost startled as he realized how raw his emotions are. βI don'tββ He exhaled shakily, his hands braced against the counter now instead of the photographs.
He continued, careful this time. βPeople leave, eventually. Just things ending. And all I'll have left is whatever I managed to put on film. So it has to be right.β
Something in your chest ached at that, you almost felt bad for asking. You never really heard him talk about his mother directly, but you didn't need him to do that to understand. He unconsciously stared at the farthest photo on the board. βIt's gettingβ¦frustrating. So tiring.β
βHey...β Sadness filled your eyes as your hand moved to touch his wrist gently. βI'm not a photograph. And I'm not going anywhere.β
"You don't know that." He shook his head.
"Neither do you. So why decide I'm already gone?"
His eyes finally lifted to yours, his expression almost guiltyβor maybe just afraid, the kind of look Clemar usually absorbed so that Marcel never had to wear it. His voice was low. βI'm not deciding that. I'm justβ¦ preparing. Just in case.β
You sighed. "You don't have to prepare for me leaving. I'm right here. And I know, I'll never leave.β
"For now."
"For as long as I get a say in it." Your other hand reached up to cup his cheeks. "Which is a lot longer than your 'for now,' just so we're clear, okay?" A soft smile reached your lips.
He let out a breath that was almost a laugh, a little looser than the tension he'd been carrying all evening. Slowly, his hand turned to cover yours against his cheek. β...You're very confident for someone arguing with a man who controls time.β
You huffed. βYou control the moments. Not people leavingββ You almost thought you made him offended by the last comment, so you slid your hand down to hold both of his, and shifted the topic. βS-so, quit developing the same photo countless times and come sit with me! This, this moment is happening right now.β
Marcel glanced at the photograph still dripping on the line, then back at you. Something eased in his expression, not entirely a smile, but something close to it is still better. β...Fine. Just this once.β
You smiled at his agreement as you led him to the balcony of the room. You both glanced down at people dancing beneath the lights and the lively music of the festival.
A sigh left your lips as you stared at the lights beaming. "You know, there's so much that a mere camera can only capture."
You could almost hear Clemar strongly disagreeing.
You chuckled. βAnd I think this is progress.β
He wrapped a hand around your back and murmured, βYeah, yeah. Just... don't get used to it.β And yet, he found himself enjoying that very moment, especially with you by his side.
Hcs of Xavier x raven!Reader? Thank you in advance!
xavier x raven!reader hcs
writer's note: thank you for the request! i never thought of a raven reader, had to go read up on them... and wow the methods they used are brutal. reader here was a raven in the past, because i believe that its pretty much impossible for a raven to date xavier, considering their beliefs and xavier's current status as a criminal.
masterlist introduction
Context: reader is traveling with forsaken light!
Dating Xavier as a raven is complicated long before it ever becomes romantic. You are, quite literally, a living reminder of one of the darkest chapters in his life.
The first time he learns of your past affiliation with the Ravens, there is an unmistakable tension in the air. It's not that he blames you for being part of the organization, but it's still an unavoidable fact that you were part of it.
At the start, being around you is somewhat unbearable. Your presence (and Julian's) reminds him of the fortress. The massacre. How the ravens were killing people with cold smiles and the way he allowed it to go on for such a long time.
Yet as he spends more time with you, Xavier slowly realizes that you are different. You are not the same as the people who hurt those innocents. You are just another victim of the church, exactly like him.
Xavier understands indoctrination better than most people realize. While the Ravens and the Arbiters walked different paths, both were groomed to place the Church above conscience.
This leads him to pick up on many of your habits. Like how you fight with yourself before questioning a decision, or how you profusely apologize for mistakes that aren't your fault.
Instead of forcing you to change, he gives you space to figure things out yourself. After all, nobody could have convinced him to leave the Church before he was ready. He wouldn't deny you that same freedom.
One of the first things that truly draws Xavier to you is your resilience. Most people who escape institutions like the Raven's Nest either become consumed by bitterness or lose themselves entirely. Yet somehow, despite everything, you're still trying your best to search for a life beyond what the Archbishop decided for you.
Xavier finds that admirable. He doesn't say it often, but every time you choose your own path instead of blindly following someone else's, he feels a quiet sense of pride.
Neither of you are particularly good at talking about your feelings at first. Xavier has spent years burying his emotions beneath sarcasm and indifference, while you were practically trained to suppress your identity altogether.
Conversations about the past are always accidents, usually happening late at night when the tongue is loose and the mind is sentimental. Sometimes one of you says something without thinking, and suddenly you two spend a few minutes reminiscing about the past or comparing notes on who did what in the church (he has a surprisingly good ear for gossip).
Xavier is surprisingly patient whenever your Raven instincts resurface. When you give strangers a death glare, accidentally snap at someone for moving too quietly behind you, or struggle to relax during peaceful moments, he never mocks you for it. He knows habits built from the harsh training doesn't just disappear overnight. More than once, you've caught him subtly adjusting his own position so he can keep watch instead, giving you permission to rest without saying it out loud.
Despite his cynical attitude, Xavier genuinely wants you to discover who you are outside of being a Raven (and he also wants to be the one discovering you, cough cough).
He asks questions nobody has ever asked before. What food do you like? What hobbies would you have picked if you'd been given the choice? What name would you choose for yourself?
At first you thought him intrusive, only begrudgingly giving short, snappish answers because of the respect the rest of the group seems to have for him. Overtime though, these questions truly makes you think about yourself more.
When you finally give him your first proper answer, he gave you a small, satisfied smile and you had to duck your head before he noticed the red on your cheeks.
Xavier absolutely spoils you with food once he discovers your preferences. Most people don't realize how much he enjoys cooking, but preparing meals is one of the few things that still brings him uncomplicated happiness.
After growing up in the Raven's Nest, where everything was earned through obedience and achievements, having someone cook simply because they care about you feels almost unreal.
It doesn't hurt that Xavier's cooking is delicious. Comparing his cooking to the rations given at the Raven's Nest is like comparing a 3 star Michelin meal to a rock on the streets.
Xavier is not particularly affectionate in the traditional sense, but he is incredibly consistent. He checks whether you've eaten, makes sure you're sleeping when you can, things you would expect more from a husband than a boyfriend (am i projecting my husband material xavier hc here? yes. absolutely).
Falling in love with him feels strangely peaceful. Not because either of you are free from your pasts, but because neither of you have to explain them. Xavier understands what it's like to dedicate your life to a cause only to realize that cause betrayed you. He understands the guilt, the anger, and the grief that follows.
It creates a kind of unspoken connection between the two of you, a special bond of sorts.
end note: my hand hurts. also considering revamping my blog to follow a theme... hmm....
mhm.. yes and what not.. yes yes thank u for feeding me kalea hcs but... can we get floryn hcs wlw next... yes yes and make it doomed and sad pls.. yes..maybe part of it doomed and part of it happy..thank u master
floryn x f!reader doomed hcs
writer's note: thank you for this req!! normal floryn hcs are already fun to think about, but ohoo making it doomed??? angst??? yummy!! also thank you for calling me master, that has stroked my ego quite a bit.
masterlist introduction
This requires some knowledge of Floryn's lore btw!
Short summary in case you're not familiar: Floryn was a girl born when Belerick accidentally poured too much power into a flower. For a while she was isolated in the Oasis so that she could live her life carefree and away from the harsh environment from the desert. Eventually some events occurred which led her outside the Oasis. Seeing all the suffering and despair of the drought, she resolved herself to help the desert recover.
Also, Floryn and reader is already in an established relationship.
Floryn never means to neglect you. In fact, she spends most of her journeys thinking about you. Every village she restores, every patch of green she coaxes from the barren earth, every child she helps and every flower she discovers becomes another story she can't wait to share with you when she returns. And when she leaves, it's always with the same promise:
"just one more trip! there's a settlement to the south-"
"it's just one more village, i recently heard from a group of merchants that their farm caught fire and-"
"there's just one more place that needs help, I promised that I would return to heal them-"
Then she would come back and spend more time with you. And Floryn means it, every single time.
In the beginning, this arrangement works. Floryn returns often enough that neither of you notice the years slipping by. She comes home with dirt on her boots and excitement in her eyes, eagerly taking your hand and launching into the tales of her travels before she's even sat down. She shows you the sketches of villages before and after her work, tells you about the people she's met, and presses new species of dried flowers into your hands. Seeing her so happy makes it impossible to resent her for leaving again. You love her, but more than that you love seeing her fulfill the purpose she was born for.
The problem is that Floryn does not experience time the same way you do. Born from a flower and the magic of Belerick, it would not be a stretch to say that she is essentially immortal. A year feels short. Five years can pass by in a blink of an eye. Everytime she returns, she looks almost exactly the same as she did before she left. And she never seems to realize how different your experience has been, because every sign of your aging was healed away without a second thought.
Then one day she returns from a journey that felt especially short. Perhaps she had spent only a year away restoring a drought-stricken region, bringing rain to villages that had not seen water in decades. Floryn arrives practically glowing with excitement, already rehearsing all the stories she wants to tell you. She is eager to show you how much progress she has made, how much of the desert is blooming because of her efforts.
But then, she sees you.
You, who's hair is now entirely silver. You, with lines adorning your face. You are not frail or dying, but you are undeniably older than the girl Floryn had once left behind all those years ago. The differences are no longer subtle, impossible to explain away. While she spent years believing that she always had more time, your life continued moving forward without pause.
And perhaps, what makes it even worse is that you are not angry. You greet Floryn with the same warmth you always have. You ask about her travels, the people she's helped, the villages she's saved. There is no resentment in your eyes. If anything, you seem proud of everything she's accomplished. And that kindness just makes the guilt worse, because at the very least, if you hated her for leaving, perhaps she could've convinced herself that she deserved the pain.
But instead, you cradle her teary face in your wrinkled hands, and you tell her that everything is okay. That you understand, that you would never blame her.
After that, Floryn becomes desperate. She starts searching for solutions, asking anyone she meets, even traveling to the Celestial Palace to consult Lunox about extending lifespans or reversing the effects of age. She chases rumors of forgotten magic and ancient relics, for hints of how previously mortal beings turn immortal. There had to be a solution. There simply had to be. Floryn would not accept any other outcome.
Floryn had to accept there was another outcome.
For perhaps the first time in her existence, Floryn encounters something she cannot heal. Time is not an illness. Time is not a wound. There is nothing wrong with you. Your life was simply moving forward exactly as it should. No amount of rain can make a flower return to its seed. And no amount of her magic can restore years that have already been lived.
end note: there was genuinely so much more i wanted to add, her angst potential is so big esp because she's a compassionate character. like we could've gone, reader was like the young man who stole her seed out of desperation, then we could've had this big scene where floryn was like "i know why you did it, but i still can't forgive you". OR we could've gone for the savior angle, where reader keeps getting hurt because floryn cannot stop helping people (kinda like what happened here, except i didn't emphasize the angst of her not being with reader and focused more on the mortal/immortal aspect). we also could've gone for a scenario where floryn is forced to choose between the desert and reader, and lowk i feel like floryn would choose the desert aha....
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It was a rough game today, Julian was pretty beat up due to the enemy team having Chou, one of his counters. You were doing your best to heal his wounds and injuries to the best of your abilities, muttering and murmuring apologies under your breath.
You felt guilty for not being there, but you were doing your job! You were roaming around helping the others, it wasn't your fault Chou randomly came out of nowhere and ambushed him.
"no..." He mumbles as he looks away, "no...?" You repeat with a confused expression "sorry... Don't... Say" he speaks up a little louder this time, then you remembered he has a hard time speaking due to his trauma. You just nodded and finished up healing him with a small smile.
"I promise to do better!" You exclaimed, he just looks at you dumbfounded; his ears twitch slightly. "Not your fault ... Okay?" He responds as he finally stands up "let's go... Others need help" he then looked down on you and extended his hand for you to take.
You wasted no time and held onto his hand for support "okay, I'll be right behind you" you responded with a smile, your intrusive thoughts got the best of you and reached for his head to pat him.
You both stood there, frozen, Julian's body went stiff making you nervous. "I'm sorry!" You exclaimed, embarrassed, as you immediately pulled your hand away.
"nice... Feeling" he whispers, his cheeks reddening slightly. You also noticed his tail started to wag a little making you blush as well. "Let's just go help them already..." You spoke shyly while hiding your face behind your hands.
βThis time, Iβll spam my skills for you so you wonβt die!β You spoke enthusiastically at him with a grin, Julianβs eyes widened slightly while staring at you; he can feel the warmth radiating off of your smile.
Thinking about:
-Suyou, the last descendant of the Exorcists of Nuo who is sweet as a sugarcane towards his s/o. He is undeniably caring and attentive towards you. Even with his duties as an exorcist, he still makes time for you, catering to your needs, bringing souvenirs for your and spends his afternoon relaxing and listening to about your day.
-Suyou, who likes to kiss his s/o softly and slowly taking his time, feeling your body against his. Both perfect for each other.
-Suyou, who loves peppering soft kisses all over his s/o. In his eyes, nobody could be more perfect than you.
-Suyou, who is devoted to his work but also his love. He will always keep an eye on you. He knows when, where and what is causing you problems.
-Suyou, who loves spending time by relaxing in a mixed-bath house or a tea house drinking and eating pastries. To him as long as you are with him the place really doesn't matter.
-Suyou, who is proud of you. You are a strong, capable hero. But it does give him some satisfaction and happiness to fight for you and protect you.
-If you both are together in the same team. Suyou tries to perform better than before, giving his all and looking out for you. Objectives and kills are first priority but so is your safety. The look in your eyes when you win the match, makes his chest warm up and flutter. He really wants to keep that look in your eyes forever.
-If you end up in opposite teams. Suyou, as a jungler tries to win objectives and get kills without harming you. He still wants you to be safe even if you will lose. If you win, he is really happy for you. He knew you could do it. If you lost however, he is there to comfort you
-Suyou, who loves you very much and is a great lover.
Mobile legends guys SMEXY Headcannons [+ Carmilla for My bf]
Warnings: nsfw
[Special thanks at those who made such beautiful gifs and dividers!]
Yu zhong
I don't think he has a natural runt but if for a weird reason he manages to make himself with one (or something similar) be prepared. I don't think he would hold back at all in a situation like that unlike you are at an extreme risk or if you don't consent (he's not a monster, only a Bad person.. creature)
I feel like he would be one to like manhandling [just like tigreal but i'll get to that a bit down on this post]
Oh and he does it in his dragon form too, he likes the way your body reacts to each one of his thrusts
It's more of a thing of roughness for him, the way your body gives everytime he aplies the smallest pleasure (especially when he gets to spread those legs of yours before he continues his ministrations)
Tigreal (oh god i'm going to have so much fun w this)
With this i don't mean he's a good person (he'll never will) but he loves (need) to make you feel protected in the act. Not in a normal way but like a bird in a cage in other words he needs to make you feel protected but in his control.
Yes, he's a Brat tamer and a hard dom (oh and if you like being bratty he'll adore you)
Loves controlling you with small acts like correcting you when you start being a little mouty OR! when your ego starts getting a bit big he'll scare you out with one of those glaces that you know you are in some deep shzz when you get home (and of course he will take care of you and that bratty attitude) but like... He's more of a man of intimidation than acts, he will confront you with words but actions and punishments wont be his first.
This might sound real weird but he loves your praise that's one way to get him in a good mood when you mess up, loves to have his ego boosted
Terizla
You must start it, he wont. It's not that he dislikes it, it's just something that never crossed his head as he will be more focused on his purpose.
It's just like... It's not his thing so maybe you'll have to start it easy? Ride him until he shivers from pleasure? Maybe that's a good start
I don't think he will be as rough as the first two just extremely lazy over it Β‘But hey! He adores seeing you on top or.. like seeing you in general (especially with that cute expression when you enjoy yourself a little too much)
Either way one thing is sure, your entrance is gonna be ruined afterwards (and it doesnt matter how much he wants and will try to minimize the damage)
Clint
I feel him to be a little shy at this, despite the aura of confidence he likes to give other's this.. this is different and personal (a little too personal for his comfort) so he might be a bit misguided
He'll be chill listening to what you want and how you want to start this
So he'll go for the usual, nothing kinky really. Actually he's a bit silly and likes joking around to lighten the mood (which he enjoys)
Oh and out of all you'll receive the most honest and sweetest aftercare for him
Besides for that in this special time of you two your body is his temple especially when he gets to kiss and smell the all of you
Lapu-lapu
I want you to understand this (i'm not good at explaining so try reading as many times as you need, no pressure) he NEEDS to stretch you out mid foreplay but not in a normal kinky way i mean he will apply force on your body stretch all the bones on your back. It's almost artistic but he loves pushing hours body limits
He's also one of weird positions anything that pushes your body limits
Oh and... Multiple rounds most of then to please you first than him so he doesnt finish so soon
Maybe... Outside activities? Like in plain nature? He doesnt likes the idea of being watched or you being watched, he only wants to hear the soft sounds of birds or waves or the feeling of grass at his feet as he holds you close (yeah like that!)
Phoveus
Finally he can relax for once in his tragic life.. so he will make sure to enjoy this.. for you, for his sake
He's just appreciative (because there are so little moments he can enjoy himself) so if you guide him it would be perfect
But he's not as shy in the same way terizla. He'll actually reach out to you on his own
He wont use force at all, he will hold, place and touch but never i'm roughness only out of appreciation
Ones of the things that make him the happiest man alive it's the way you both breath together and every little sound your mouth gives him
Alpha
A sub top/bottom the point is! He'll follow your commands i mean, he was made to follow orders anyways so why he would deny yours?
It doesnt matters what he has to do or become to please you, he'll take any personality or attitude just for you. You want him to rule over you? He will, you want to make a mess of him and prefer him to take a more submissive persona? He will
So if you want to roleplay is no issue
Yeah that's all he's all yours to modify, your own mechanical boyfriend to fullfil all of your needs!
Saber
He's not like alpha, he wont be commanded easily so if you think that... Rethink again and i don't think with how he feels about following other's ideals he'll be happy with that
So he wont pay attention to your demands to slow down and that is too much.. that you're genuinely getting to your lΓmit (no, he actually likes when you can't control yourself or your sounds when he's giving you pleasure)
So yes he's one to overstim every inch of your body (to a point i don't even think you can feel pleasure anymore) oh and yeah! He's one to make you go for mΓΊltiple rounds i'm one same session (he has all the time in the world with this body anyways)
It's just his way of showing you he's superior so he delights himself in your complications, in how you plea or try to claw at him (he'll be more than happier to try even more if he can get a better reaction or just to show you it can be always worse)
And he will try to surprass himself every time every session
Carmilla
She's one dedicated woman and she will make sure you are completely relaxed through the procedure, first goes first! and she will make sure to set a nice place and mood beforehand
It's almost ritualistic the way she will touch your body (it doesnt matter if you're a woman or a man) either way she will make sure you feel each inch of her body against you but surely one of her favorite ways to show this and a very specific one is letting her nails claw lazily at your chest or back
Yes she is one to bite when she's enjoying it a bit too much so be prepared
I'll say she's a switch so she doesnt stick at being dominant or submissive just one thing for sure, she plays rough!
