warnings/notes: who falls first? who falls harder? For Love Limit. extremely short n sweet kickstart to adding Love Limit to my fandoms i write for. written for a human reader.
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EGEN XIAKAFHIZAL falls first, falls harder.
This man literally travels to Earth to meet you in person from GreetUp. It's love at first sight for him when you send him a photo of yourself. Please CHALLENGE this man, he WILL fall harder. Sassy? Flirtatious? He gives as good as he gets, no matter how red-faced you make him! He is extremely respectful of any boundaries you set with him. ππ Communication is key with this man!
With ANDELLE CRENULIUX, you fall first, and he falls harder, but I guarantee you he will have an Extremely tough time admitting it. Gets flustered easily under Praise. Even easier if you flirt with him. He's uber strict though, so you will need to be a literal bulldozer over his snarky lectures. Keep at him, though. Man WILL eventually fold. He will ask himself, when did he fall? Was it the third time you praised his hard work? Or was it that cheesy one liner that caught him off guard? He swears, you're the most stubborn of your species. But it's not unpleasant...quite the opposite, actually. π
As for NABO DHECINIOUS? ARGH, tough choice! I'm going to go with you fall first, and you fall harder. You need to be observant with this man, figure out his language. Once you do, use it to your advantage. He's like a walking library, if you have any questions about outer space, the cosmos, what galaxies he's visited, don't hesitate to ask him, he'd love to teach. Then, start asking him about his home, himself...his type. He's not dumb. Will crack a rare handsome smile, augh. π₯΄
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warnings/notes: PURE. FLOOMF. Nabo is the softest giant. waking up in each other's arms, ya'll are an item π₯Ήππ also kisses, gn reader, and no use of Y/N.
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Waking up like this has become a common occurrence; your arms wrapped around hulking shoulders, his face nestled against your chest. His large, muscular arms wrapped around you, keeping you close, while one of your legs was comfortably around one of his sides.Β
To say Nabo is a behemoth would be a sore understatement, measuring at a whopping 223cm. That's 7β2.
After introducing him to a sturdy bed-he broke the first ones, yes, plural-you found him to be a good cuddler. Who wouldn't want to latch onto a giant teddy bear?
With the sun starting to peek through the blinds, you go about your routine of waking him. It's impossible to get out of his embrace, otherwise.Β
You card your fingers through soft, silvery locks, slowly massaging his scalp. βNabo, baby, gotta wake up.β you whisper coaxingly, as he hums softly from your affections.Β
βNabo.β you whine playfully, before placing kisses on the crown of his head, repeating his name with each smooch.Β
βNabo. NaboNaboNaboNabo.β
Soon, you can feel his smile, hear his sleep-laden deep chuckle. He presses his lips against your collarbone, only to seemingly doze back off.
Not on your watch.
"Na~bo~" you singsong loudly, proceeding to ruffle his hair. He groans groggily, then, tightening his hold on you. Since that wasn't working, you take a deep breath, once again smothering the crown of his head with kisses, calling his name in between each one.
The nth smooch, he finally stirs, voice hoarse with sleep; "Up...'m up, tiny."
"Good!" you chirp, and he presses a kiss on your neck, pulling you on top of him as he turns onto his back. He keeps one hand on your thigh, the other busy removing sleep from his eyes as he yawns wide.
There he was, in all his handsome glory, gills peeking out from inside his cheeks, the sun accenting his extraterrestrial features. Just in case, like a cat making biscuits, you palm the wall of muscle beneath you rhythmically. "Nabo, Nabo, no goin' back to sleep, no--eep!" you shriek happily as he suddenly manhandles you onto your back, "No morning breath, Nabo, no!" knowing full well it was your turn to receive an onslaught of kisses.
"Nabo, yes." he grins sleepily, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he bends in to pay you back in full, and all you can do is flail beneath him, laughing.
Waking up like this has become a common occurrence; little happy domestic exchanges, and you wouldn't have life with him any other way.
warnings/notes: BEHOLD. my Love Limit Yandere HCs. contains yandere-oriented content(with a consenting darling!). I try my best to keep spoilers to a minimum. written for human reader.
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Nobody can tell me Egen does not have the makings of a Yandere. His threat to conquer Earth if it distressed MC in any way was a real one, even if the button ends up being pressed for shits and giggles(iykyk!).
He's self-indulgent, and he has the power to back it up.
You are his main agenda. Actively seeks your attention. Pamper him, fluster him, bully him, it all gives him the same gratification. If you let him, it will get to the point he will literally deify you.
He has the tech to stalk you, and he will. Believe me when I say everything around you is bugged.
He commands literal fleets. He micromanages everything down to who's assigned to where.
He's manipulative of your surroundings, and everyone on Earth sans you is aware that you are his, and his alone. Nobody and their mother will attempt to court you unless they have a death wish. He's pretty lenient, after all. Humans are social creatures, similar to his species.
He's down bad for you, literally intoxicated. He is disturbingly direct and extremely persistant. He just doesn't see any reason to beat around the bush, as humans put it. You need to know the things you do to him. The things you make him do. And if you let him, the things you make him want to do. He is the epitome of communication, and he keeps his promises.
He's so babygirl π
I can definitely see Andelle as manipulative but once he realizes he doesn't need to be, he's hook, line, and sinker intoxicated.
He seems like the type to lock up his darling. Jokes on him, we're into that. Understandably, he's in disbelief at first, but if you corner him or latch onto him and cover him in kisses enough, he will succumb.
You know his language. Unbearably tsun but you know he is doomed to crumble. Every. Single. Time.
He has a masochistic streak only when it comes to you, so bully his fantasies out of him and act them out.
He's a workaholic. You are that addiction he clings to when it's just you and him. Co-dependency is his middle name. Once he has a taste, he can no longer live without the cathartic highs and euphoric downs you alone can give him.
He is downright possessive. He gets jealous so easily it's hilarious. Tease him with this. Just don't even remotely cheat, he will vaporize them, you, then himself without warning. He has patience, yes, but not the patience of a saint. And you will need to recharge that bar often, so fluster him until he short circuits off into his own little galaxy.
1,000,000/10 would booly again. π€€
Nearly nobody can tell me Nabo in all his hulking glory is not overprotective.
Who needs a guard dog when you have an 223cm Ornthonian behind you? That's 7'2 of pure muscle. Can and will singlehandedly crush someone's head into literal mush. You are literally the only one who can stop him, kept unscathed.
It's always the quiet ones who end up being the clingiest. Will not hesitate to literally carry you everywhere. Otherwise, what use is he? His words.
Huge on PDA because of this. He has the need to keep you as close as possible. It's a nice chunk of his overprotectiveness speaking.
His obsession over you is as quiet as it is chaotic. Worships you. Dotes upon you. Follows you. Carries you wherever you please.
But, big but, give him a good enough reason, he will lock you up. So, whatever you do, don't make him jealous. Show this touch-starved man it's him you trust with your life. Not the one you're talking to. Hold his giant hand, play with it. Cling to his arm. Wrap your arms around his shoulders. He will absolutely yesplease kisses. Show them that he's the only one you lovelovelove.
His love for us is heavy, but so can ours be! That's what we signed up for.
warnings/notes: PURE. FLOOMF. Nabo is the softest giant. waking up in each other's arms π₯Ήππ also kisses, gn reader, and no use of Y/N.
Check out Love Limit on Itchio or Steam!
MINORS π DNI! π AGE π IN π BIO π OR π DNI! π Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! π
Tags: Obligatory @winkingcorvid for Quacksolotl. π₯° lmk if you want tags to stop and it shall happen. π
Waking up like this has become a common occurrence; your arms wrapped around hulking shoulders, his face nestled against your chest. His large, muscular arms wrapped around you, keeping you close, while one of your legs was comfortably around one of his sides.Β
To say Nabo is a behemoth would be a sore understatement, measuring at a whopping 223cm. That's 7β2.
After introducing him to a sturdy bed-he broke the first ones, yes, plural-you found him to be a good cuddler. Who wouldn't want to latch onto a giant teddy bear?
With the sun starting to peek through the blinds, you go about your routine of waking him. It's impossible to get out of his embrace, otherwise.Β
You card your fingers through soft, silvery locks, slowly massaging his scalp. βNabo, baby, gotta wake up.β you whisper coaxingly, as he hums softly from your affections.Β
βNabo.β you whine playfully, before placing kisses on the crown of his head, repeating his name with each smooch.Β
βNabo. NaboNaboNaboNabo.β
Soon, you can feel his smile, hear his sleep-laden deep chuckle. He presses his lips against your collarbone, only to seemingly doze back off.
Not on your watch.
"Na~bo~" you singsong loudly, proceeding to ruffle his hair. He groans groggily, then, tightening his hold on you. Since that wasn't working, you take a deep breath, once again smothering the crown of his head with kisses, calling his name in between each one.
The nth smooch, he finally stirs, voice hoarse with sleep; "Up...'m up, tiny."
"Good!" you chirp, and he presses a kiss on your neck, pulling you on top of him as he turns onto his back. He keeps one hand on your thigh, the other busy removing sleep from his eyes as he yawns wide.
There he was, in all his handsome glory, gills peeking out from inside his cheeks, the sun accenting his extraterrestrial features. Just in case, like a cat making biscuits, you palm the wall of muscle beneath you rhythmically. "Nabo, Nabo, no goin' back to sleep, no--eep!" you shriek happily as he suddenly manhandles you onto your back, "No morning breath, Nabo, no!" knowing full well it was your turn to receive an onslaught of kisses.
"Nabo, yes." he grins sleepily, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he bends in to pay you back in full, and all you can do is flail beneath him, laughing.
Waking up like this has become a common occurrence; little happy domestic exchanges, and you wouldn't have life with him any other way.
