୨ৎ The Girl With Everything In Her Bag .ᐟ

we were absolutely robbed of this chaotic duo so here have some messy doodles

I NEED PERV HEADCANONS FOR EVERYONE….. pls…

𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕! 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

— ft. eren jaeger, armin arlert, jean kirstein, connie springer, reiner braun, porco galliard

— explicit content ahead: panty + bra stealing, manipulation, upskirt photos, nonconsensual voyeurism, masturbation, “innocent” touching (ulterior motives)

— note: anon you are a genius... im planning on doing more, especially with the girls!

okay. eren? watch out.

one of the main things perv eren does is masturbate over pictures of you. he doesn't even need porn; he just opens your social media to find at least one photo and fondles his cock over the phone screen

you guys went to a photo booth at the mall once and took photos together. when eren got home, he masturbated and covered the roll of pictures in thick white cum

most of it was directed at the photo where you both were jokingly sticking your tongues out. the pose was his idea as he said it’d be funny – when in reality, he wanted to do it because it’d be easier to imagine what you’d look like kneeling with your mouth open, waiting to swallow his seed 🥺

speaking of photos… eren has secretly taken upskirt pictures of you before. he is so sly with it too; he waits until you’re distracted and then opens his phone’s camera, angling it right under your skirt. he snaps the photo quickly and then shoves his phone back into his pocket, smiling innocently when you turn back around

eren does have moments where he feels bad, of course — you’re his best friend :((

but the exhilaration he gets from doing these things??? it prevents him from stopping

HE HAS THE DIRTIEST FANTASIES

fucking you in a shirt of his is one of them. so, one day, eren purposefully spills his sprite on you at the dining hall. he apologizes profusely, waving you toward his backpack. “i brought an extra shirt you can wear.”

and you accept the oversized fabric so gratefully, so sweetly that eren could fuck you right then and there. the feeling only increases tenfold when you emerge from the bathroom dressed in it

when you give the shirt back to eren the next day, he doesn't hesitate to take it home. he lounges on his bed and sniffs it; it smells like you now, and he just can’t get enough.

that night, eren uses the shirt as a pillowcase — just so he can bury his face in it as he lays down and fucks his cock with his fist, grinding against the mattress. he inhales your scent over and over, picturing that you’re right next to him

he looks at your chest a lot too. lots of sneaky peeks.

when eren passes you sometimes, he’ll place a hand on your lower back and gently move you to the side as if he’s saying a silent excuse me.

in reality, he just wants to touch you

perv eren is DOWN BAD. HE IS A FIEND THAT THIRSTS FOR YOUR PUSSY ON THE DAILY. 🧎🏼‍♀️

one of the most seemingly innocent closet pervs EVER.

armin is smart as hell, and he definitely uses that to his advantage. he’s also a good manipulator, so expect to get exploited a lot 😳

armin convinces you to study with him a ton. he tells you that the classes on your schedule for next semester are extremely hard — a total lie — so you should start studying with him now. even though you don't understand it, you meet armin in the library anyway

after all, armin knows you’re a hard working girl, knows you’ll come sit with him, just like he wants <3

armin feels TERRIBLE. he’s not dumb; he’s aware that he’s taking advantage of you

but can you really blame him? you’re simply too pretty, too nice, so sweet. your body is amazing, always beckoning him :((

armin touches you fleetingly at any chance possible, making it look like an accident every time. even the simplest caresses gets him hard as fuck in his pants.

when your knees brush together? armin is holding back a shaky sigh. when your fingertips touch as you pass something to him? he’s imagining them swiping the head of his cock. and when you whisper in his ear? armin shudders and has to excuse himself, coming up with a reason for his departure

you have no idea how many hours armin spends stroking himself nonstop, wishing you were poised in front of him, begging for him to cum all over your pretty face

SUPER OBSERVANT. armin is an analytical thinker; it’s easy for him to memorize everything about your body. he can tell what bra you’re wearing based on how your chest feels against his when you both hug — and even by the outline of it through your shirt

armin feels guilty about it, but he thinks about taking that bra off and squeezing your boobs together, just enough for him to urge his dick between them and titty fuck you. he imagines how his cum would shoot out and coat your chin, your cheeks, your beautiful face.

he imagines that when he goes to pull away ... fuck, you dart your tongue out to lick the head of his cock and collect whatever strings of cum are left hanging off the tip

masturbates constantly to the idea of it. a menace :)

super good at hiding the fact he’s a perv (thanks to his exceptional poker-face)

jean has been over to your house so many times; he knows the layout, knows your room like the back of his hand, knows exactly which drawer holds your panties and your bras. the second you leave the room to get snacks or use the bathroom, he’s instantly making a move to take something

and of course he feels bad. jean has always had a strong moral compass, and has always been able to differentiate between right and wrong. but when it comes to you? fuck, he’s willing to break a few rules.

his favorite way to take your things though? sifting through your hamper.

it’s become a regular thing at this point; jean steals a pair of your panties and a bra. he stuffs them into his pants before you come back, and by the time you make it to your room, he’s already lounging on the bed again on his phone. it’s like nothing happened

jean clenches his jaw from the adrenaline of it, from knowing that this isn’t right: but he still doesn’t put them back. he needs to have some alone time with them, at least once

once jean is home, he’s pulling your undies and bra out. he opens the panties up, lightly brushing his nose right into the fabric where your pussy would sit. they’re used and they’re perfect.

he throbs knowing that your cunt was once pressed there, and nearly loses his mind wondering if you ever watched porn in them — if you’ve ever gotten wet, dampening the fabric and rubbing your clit through them

jean can’t stop picturing it: you calling his name as he suckles on your itty bitty clit, licking and devouring everything you give him

before jean knows it, he's a shaking mess, panting like a bitch in heat as he humps his cock into your panties without a thought in his dumb, vacant brain

jean reaches his climax after imagining the look that would be on your face as he rips you open on his cock, your voice sobbing out, “w-we’re best friends, we shouldn’t be doing this–!” before you cum again and again and again.

jean pulls out of the underwear to cum all over your bra, staining it with webs of white and groaning out your name, smearing his seed into the fabric until it absorbs it

don’t worry about cleaning them though; he’s always sure to throw your undergarments in the wash before secretly bringing them back to your house when you invite him over

he takes pride in knowing that your breasts will sit in the cups he once spilled all over

that’s not it, though. jean glances at your boobs, your ass, your lips. he grits his teeth at the thought of demolishing every part of your body, and gets hard when you smile at him so sweetly.

the deadpan look on his face?? it does nothing to give him away <3

THIS MAN. connie is probably the most obvious and also the least ashamed of how big of a pervert he is 💀

he comes up behind you and says “oh, you’ve got something on your pants,” before brushing his hand over your ass a few times, pretending he’s getting a piece of fuzz off

newsflash: nothing is there :)

and maybe you have a lil feeling that he’s not being entirely innocent, because connie squeezes your ass for a millisecond before pulling away… but he readjusts his backpack over a shoulder and keeps walking ahead. maybe it was nothing

but to him? it was certainly something

connie ALWAYS climbs up the stairs behind you. always.

if you question him about it, he’s instantly saying “ladies first” with the cheekiest grin on his face. you just assume he’s being goofy, and part of him is — but the other part loves seeing your hips move as you ascend every step.

when you wear skirts? he is instantly taking a photo to save to his camera roll. your pretty ass cheeks just call his name <3

sometimes connie purposefully knocks something out of your hand (your phone being his main choice) just so he can stare at your panties + ass when you bend down. cleavage is a HUGE win for him too. boobs or ass, connie doesnt care. as long as it’s on you, its fair game

connie lovessss snapping photos of you too. you could be doing anything with him and he’s whipping out his camera, telling you to strike a pose. it comes across as one of his childish games, though he just takes the pictures so he can jack off to them later

the second connie opens his camera roll later that night, his tongue is running along his front teeth, dimples showing out of delight. he’s excited because he knows he’s going to cum so fucking hard. just look at you: so beautiful and innocent, unknowing as to what he was going to do

connie is such a bastard too, because he’ll purposely send you a dick pick  — waiting until you say something out of shock, and then replying “i didn’t mean to send that!”

in reality, connie just wants you to see how thick and plump his cock is, all in the hopes that you’d let him fuck you :((

god, connie masturbates for at least an hour to the thought of you sending him nudes back, cumming all over his phone. he keeps having to wipe the screen down with tissues and soapy water, but it's fine — the image of your cheeks getting painted in his hot, white seed is enough to satiate him 💖

honestly, reiner HATES being a perv the most

he has an extremely guilty conscience, and every time he does something questionable, it haunts him

and yet, he can’t stop thinking about you. thinking about your thighs, your tongue, the plushness of your cunt.

one of the things he’s done?? reiner stole your vibrator from your bedside table.

it was such an impulsive thing, done so fast in the spur of the moment that reiner didn’t realize he did it… not until it was too late to put it back 😭

reiner doesn’t even feel worthy of holding it; he cups it in his giant palms as he sits on the edge of his bed, staring down at the bullet vibe, wondering what to do. it’s a pretty color, one he expected you would like

and he can’t stop thinking: this was on your cunt at some point. it was inside of you. you probably came on it.

those thoughts alone have reiner shimmying his hard dick out of his sweatpants and turning the vibe on. he presses the toy to his cockhead and moans as it vibrates, stirring up his nerves so deliciously <3

reiner bites his lower lip to suppress his groans. the swell of your tits in your shirts and your pretty thighs come to mind — he’s stared at them long enough to know every detail about. all he can do is rock against the vibrator, thinking of you being here with him and watching

knowing that this vibrator was once pressed up to your clit — and now it’s on his dick — is what makes reiner cum.

he orgasms all over the toy, groaning out a broken “oh fuck” along with a pitiful “sorry” because he already feels so horrible :((

as a perv, reiner also goes out of his way to find porn of girls who look like you or sound like you. because he has an affinity for LOUD nasty sex, he’s always searching for new audios to masturbate to, imagining that it’s you on the other side of the screen

reiner can see it already: him pushing you against the wall and the sickening squelch of your drippy pussy being rocked into, the bedframe hitting the wall

he humps pillows too. but that’s not his fault, is it? sweet boy is just so worked up — even pretending his fist is your cunt doesn’t get him off anymore

reiner is so big that he has to sandwich two pillows together and slide his cock through the crack where they meet, slipping it in and out, breaths coming out in small pants

reiner orgasms really fast this way too, a polaroid photo of you clutched in his hand as his jaw falls half-open and he cums during a particularly hard thrust

poor perverted reiner loves you so much and just doesn’t know how to contain himself. you’re his best friend, and the last thing he wants is to ruin your relationship 🥺

so, for now, reiner decides he’s going to keep doing this; being lewd and depraved, maybe stealing a few more of your things and cumming onto your pictures. he already has plenty of sins, so what’s a few more? <3

BIG PERVERT. TRUST ME.

constantly thinking about fucking you. CONSTANTLY.  the slightest look at your breasts or your smirk have his thoughts running rampant. he’s horny when you touch his arm, when you lean against him, when you do pretty much anything that entails you coming into contact with him

porco gives you his jacket when it’s chilly outside — and while he does it because he cares — he also does it so he can put it back on later and bathe in your smell.

porco had one of his birthday parties at a pool. he doesn't even like swimming that much; it was just so he could see you in a swimsuit

porco walks around with his hands in his pockets most of the time. it’s something you’ve grown accustomed to over the years.

but little do you know, that sometimes, he’s brushing his fingers over his hardening cock as he wets his lips, eyes on you

one time, porco went into your house unannounced to give you something. he didn’t think it was a big deal; he’s been there multiple times, and you’re close friends, so you probably wouldn't care anyway…

but when porco sees your door cracked open and peeks to see you masturbating, his original task is forgotten. the sight leaves him stunned, mouth dropped open, cock leaking through his boxers

yeah, porco knows peeping is bad – but he never said he was a nice guy.

so he records the whole thing on his phone, holding his breath and fondling his dick through his jeans

porco suddenly fantasizes about what his next move should be: realistically, he’s going to pretend nothing happened. but in his head, he’d love to bust through the door and pin you down. he wants to fuck you, wants to teach you that it's unsafe to expose yourself like this when someone could be watching

that’s the funny part: porco is 100% a hypocritical pervert

if he sees someone ogling at your body, or intentionally brushing up on you (exactly how he does it, no less) porco is fuming. absolutely pissed.

no one should touch you like that unless they have pure intentions, unless it’s an accident. porco is the only exception, and he tries to make sense of it in his mind: you two are friends, so it’s a little better if he does it, right?

oh well, who gives a fuck — that’s how porco prefers to see it. whether it’s right or wrong, he doesn’t tend to dwell on it. he’s too impulsive for that 🙄

you’re just amazing, made to be fucked dumb on his cock. porco can’t stand not doing anything about it, so he tries to get some sort of relief by buying a fleshlight

he makes sure that the skin tone on the toy matches yours perfectly; it makes it easier to imagine it’s you.

and god, porco pretends nonstop. he masturbates with it every night after you unknowingly tease him by hugging him, smiling at him, batting your lashes.

porco can’t get enough of it. and while he’s sure that the fleshlight doesn’t even compare to the way your pussy must feel, he pictures that it’s your cunt on his cock — the inside of it velvety smooth, stroking up and down as he rocks his hips up into the hole — and fuck, he loses his mind. the image of your face screwed up in pleasure has him tossing his head back, brain nearly shutting down

porco climaxes into the fleshlight with a primal growl, chanting your name and panting breathlessly, filling it up. once everything is said and done, he gathers some of his cum and slathers it all over the fake cunt, huffing.

he wonders what it’d be like to do the same to your pussy lips 💖

porco washes his hands of course, but expect him to touch with you the same fingers the next day :)

talking you through an orgasm , hc

their large hand curls just beneath your jaw, fingers barely digging into your cheeks as he rocks slowly, painstakingly slow too. each quick snap of their hips has you sucking in another breath, seemingly desperate to dispel some of that overwhelmingly full feeling. it doesn’t matter when they’re filling you out like this though, demanding each and every one of your senses as he splits you open beneath them.

he fucks you passionately, brushing the lone tears that sparsely roll down your cheeks with the calloused pad of his thumb. he watches with a soft smile, something full of endearment but the longer you look, the more you can pick out the rush of power that swims behind his lust-filled eyes. “Look at you, baby.” he murmurs, slightly tilting your gaze until your teary eyes lock in on him and his head leans every so slightly and he hisses at the way you pulse around him. “You’re fucking perfect when you let me have you like this.”

every sugar-coated syllable has you a whimpering, whining mess, sniffles littered in between the noises you make as your body begins to tremble in the wake of your release. “g..gonna cum!” you mewl, nails digging into his bicep. the dam’s so close to being broken and he can feel all of it. It only makes his fingers tighten their hold on your throat, pulling you up until you’re in a halfway sitting position and the strokes of his length are hitting everywhere you need them most.

every push and pull works another loud, warbled cry from you and he’s leaning in as soon as he starts to feel the telltale sensation of you cumming on his dick. “Cum for me, princess,” he muses, breath gently washing past your ear as your body curls into him. “Let go for me, hm? Wanna feel how tight you get for me.”

and he doesn’t even have to finish the request, not when you’re arching into his chest, crying out choppy attempts of his name as your high consumes every inch of you.

he thinks you look the prettiest when you let the tears clump your lashes, sink your nails into his skin, and attempt to milk him for everything he’s worth. it’s never really much of an attempt though, not when you buck your hips greedily chasing every inch of him as his whispered praises fill your ears, variations of ‘That’s it, good girl’ and ‘Did so well for me, princess’ that have you melting in his hold and ready to do it all again.

Kento, Choso, Suguru, Maki; Draken, Takashi, Chifuyu, Rindou; Hange, Jean, Armin, Mikasa; Osamu, Wakatoshi, Akaashi;

୨♡୧

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲

Yan! Lawyer Husband x GN Spouse Reader

—𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 - 𝑳𝑰𝒇𝑬 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕

CW: mafia related stuffs (ALL FOR READER...), disturbing ideations. NSFW

You were the subject of envy for everyone, the spouse of the infamous lawyer, Yulian de Alpheus, who possessed wealth, reputation, intelligence, and undying loyalty to you. To people, you were the beautiful dove living in the gilded cage he had given you, luxuries that fulfilled anyone's needs and wishes.

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆?

To him, the one who was truly locked in the cage was him. He was and would forever be locked in the gilded cage, forever drowned in his adoration toward you. If he had to live in a world where you did not exist, he would not hesitate to shoot himself to death and find you again.

--

"Dear, how about we go on a vacation this month?"

His words had you choked on your food. He immediately stood up and pat your back, a handkerchief that you embroidered for him handed to you as he handed you a glass of water, "Apology, did my question catch you off guard dear?"

You shook your head while you regained your composure, "It's just that I was surprised, you had been busy these days so how could you spare me your time for a silly vacation?"

Yulian chuckled as he patted your head, "True, and I plan to work even harder to finish all the mess they had shoved me to work on, I'm sure I could finish it right in time before our estimated vacation."

You frowned to yourself, your husband had always been a hard-working man. It was no surprise judging by the amount of assets he could own at such a fairly young age. While some of it was thanked to his father, you knew those would not remain had he not worked hard to keep and grow.

"Dear, I don't want you to over-exert yourself with this case just for a vacation. If you were worried about me then please pay no mind, I am content with everything but you stressing yourself."

Yulian sat back and started slicing the meat on his plate, "Dear, I did not marry you just to have you live in this house as a prisoner," the way he sliced things was of good etiquette but you knew. You knew how he always looks at the things he sliced as a subject of... low-life. "I want my beloved to live in happiness, a life where you get to have and own anything you want without a single worry," It's almost as though he wished he could use more force with the knife, "A life where you do not wish to end," Yulian used his fork to pick the sliced meat up to your lip, "A life where you wish you could live in for eternity."

You thought to yourself for a moment, drowning in thought before smiling at him, "Yes, a vacation this month sounds nice." You opened your mouth and ate the piece.

--

"What were you even thinking about to the point you tangle yourself into this mess?" Yulian furrowed his eyebrow, in his office was the leader of a renowned mafia group in the underground world and Yulian sat on the leathered chair with his hand wiping his white gun.

The ringleader's subordinates were clearly displeased with the way Yulian easily belittled the case and him but they knew better than to cause a mess.

"So? What do you need this time?"

Yulian stored the gun back in its respective place, locking the shelf with the key before handing the ringleader's subordinate a folder of files.

"I'll need you to fabricate everything I handed you. I've given you options of people for you to use as a scapegoat as well."

The ringleader took the folder and started reading the files in it, scanning the words that were typed on it.

"And I expect you to finish it all by this week. I'll be taking a vacation for myself by the end of the month so I'll finish the case in a few trials. I'd like you to find a way around the judge and jury as well. The more the better, understood?"

Yulian was an infamous lawyer. A lawyer who would validate any way to make his client proclaimed 'Not Guilty'. As much as he hated having to drag his name around the underground world, he had no choice but to work together with them. Why?

"Fine, I'll inform you everything this weekend." The ringleader left the room with his subordinates following behind him meekly. The moment they had walked out of his building and entered the car, one of them posed a question.

"Why did you let that shrimp belittle you, boss? It's not like he is the only lawyer we could have our hand with."

The ringleader did not look at his subordinate as he was still analyzing the content of the files. Even so, he was still attentive enough to answer them back, "Well, if you know exactly how strong my influence is, why do you think I allow him to boss over my men?"

The man gulped as his hand held the steering wheel tightly. Why would a measly bug be able to hold power over his boss?

"... He somehow got his hands into our mud. In simpler terms, he blackmailed me."

His right-hand man sighed, "Yulian is nothing but a coward, Kaspar. A coward."

What difference did it make to him? The fact that the two of them blackmailed people to survive while the ideations were biased to each side was nothing but hypocrisy.

"And yet he is the coward that dared to step into the underground world just to protect his spouse..." Kaspar winced at the word 'spouse', "he did all of that just for the love of his life. Is that supposed to be considered foolish or not...?"

The men fell silent until one of them proposed a question, "Then why not use his spouse against him?"

--

The basement that you did not know even existed. You knew there was a bunker down your house but you were never aware of the existence of the basement.

You were asleep so technically you couldn't have heard anything. No, the room was made to be soundproof, no one could hear what was going on in the room.

But you heard it anyway. You heard it faintly, the sounds of people screaming. It wasn't clear, almost below a whisper but it kept you awake. You looked to your side and found your husband absent from the bed again.

"Is he working again?"

You stood up and slipped your feet into the slippers before walking out of your shared bedroom. The hall was lit up by the warm white lights, the light that always comforts you no matter what. You walked toward his office which was located on the first floor, giving the grand door a knock before entering it.

"Dear?"

No one was inside the room. The room was laced with the smell of coffee, the only thing that he probably could love aside from you. You walked to his desk and read some of the files on it. The words on the paper were beyond your comprehension so you stopped reading it, glancing at the cup of coffee, you feel the cup with your hand. It's cold and full. Weird.

You took a look around his office, bookshelves on the side while a framed portrait of you and him hung on the other side.

He must have really loved this portrait, refusing to change it with a new one.

"Dear?"

You jumped at his voice, where did he come out from?

"Dear, where did you come from?"

"Ah, I was in the washroom. What brings you here? Did something wake you up?" Yulian asked you as he approached you while drying his hand with his handkerchief.

You took a closer look at it, it's not the same handkerchief you gave him. Weird. He had always been insistent on only using the handkerchief you embroidered for him.

"Dear?"

"Ah," you snapped out of your thought, "it's just that... I felt lonely. How long are you going to stay up again tonight dear?"

Yulian thought to himself as his eye shot toward the corner of the room, "Please, don't wait for me. I won't be finishing my work in any time so I hope you would use those time to retreat yourself to bed." Yulian pat your cheek before giving your cheek a peck, his emerald eyes had always drowned you in a ripple of the lovesick sea.

His hand snaked its way to your waist as he led you back to your shared bedroom, opening the door for you and urging you to lay on the comfortable white bed. He placed the blanket on top of you before sitting next to you, humming a lullaby while easing you down.

"My little Lily of the Valley is a curious soul hm? Your husband told you to sleep and you naughtily sneaked out of your room..." He playfully reprimanded you while you tried to drift yourself back to sleep. Hearing him teasing you like this was weird, but at least in a good way. What boosted his confidence?

"Someone like you should not wander around in the mercy of nighttime, even if it was in our own house," his hand caressed your hair while his eyes stared into your half-lidded ones, "my lily-of-the-valley should not wander around in the darkness anymore..."

Did you hear him right? Come to think of it, what woke you up earlier?

"Good night, my love."

--

"Good night, bastard."

A thud and the man who was tied to the chair plopped down, lifeless. The other men could only tremble in horror as they waited for their turn. Perhaps death would be the only slightest bit of virtue that he could offer, a mercy at his hands that was covered in bloodstains.

Just as he approached the other men, the alarm rang. Someone had entered his office. Yulian turned on the screen to the camera and saw you walking toward his desk, observing everything that was scattered on it.

He was glad that he didn't put anything 'suspicious' on it even if you wouldn't understand it. He didn't want to risk it.

Yulian went to the sink and washed his hands before motioning for someone to come out from the darkness. The members of the mafia walked out and waited for his order.

"Ah right, relay this message to your boss. Not only do these bastards will have to face the consequences of trying to touch my beloved, you guys too, will have to face it."

The men shuddered in fear as they thought of what he could do to them. The greatest mercy they could have would be that their boss would be the one who punished them and not the lawyer himself.

"Remember," Yulian walked toward them, hand taking out the handkerchief you embroidered for him, "I work for Kaspar so that this kind of thing won't happen. If this happens again, I'd personally make you guys crawl through the tunnels of prison for eternity."

His emerald orbs almost lit up into a burning fire as his jaw tightened in anger. He made his way toward the door before taking a look at the handkerchief.

He shouldn't use it for something so filthy.

He slid it back into his pocket and used another plain handkerchief instead.

--

"In short, he is the man who would not hesitate to kill his own children, his own blood and flesh, or his family just to save and love his beloved Lily of the Valley."

Kaspar sighed as he read the report. The scapegoats that he offered were his men who were on duty to protect his spouse.

"He is the man who had lived for eternity just to find and love his beloved again and again."

-- log end

Afternotes:

I didn't expect the fic to be this short (says the one who got lazy mid-way and cut half of the story...) anyway, I thought to myself, rather than let this rot in the draft, wouldn't it be better to post it even if it was only half completed without any proofread yet?

I'm really happy my first LIfE Project event features my favorite son, Yulian first! The next one might be Eleanor!

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NEPTUNE

♆ Neptune represents extreme sensitivity of perception, intuitive inspiration, imagination and reverie, close to the 6th sense some may say.

♆ When harmoniously aspected, Neptune show its idealist, artistic, romantic, delicate, philanthropic, empathetic, disinterested in materialism, humanist and spiritual side.

♆ Indeed, Neptune has an all-encompassing diffuse energy guiding towards an absolute communion of senses / values.

♆ But another facet of Neptune can causes confusion and a veil of illusion over a native's life. The planet plunges us into inconsistency, doubts, unreality and sometimes even chaos and madness.

♆ Poorly aspected, Neptune can represents states of drunkenness, use of drugs, alcohol, medications. Neptune also encompasses hallucinations, the secret life, the imaginary inner world... As if we were seeking enlightenment in artificial paradises.

♆ Neptune is that concept of failing to find that enlightenment within oneself, so we find ourselves an escape towards parallel worlds, an altered world.

♆ Neptune is therefore a bivalent planet, it can lead to getting lost and isolated, just as it can bring about a deep enriching.

♆ Neptune is Venus's one upper, Neptune relies on his affectivity and his feelings to dissolve the ego. Plus, Neptune is in a way responsible of making Uranus' humanist ideals a reality by dangling its dream of communion. Neptune is a hippy??

♆ What about mythology : Neptune (Poseidon in greek mythology) is obviously the god of the seas and oceans. You will often see him with long hair and beard, holding a trident and riding a chariot pulled by two or four dolphins or seahorses. After Jupiter saved his siblings (Neptune included) from the evil child-eating dad, Saturn. The three brothers, Jupiter, Neptune and Pluto shared realms for them to rule over ; realm of Heaven, the "earthly" realm - the seas/oceans, and the Underworld, respectively. anyway, go watch/read Percy Jackson

♆ Neptune symbole represent the well known Trident.

♆ ℞ Neptune retrogrades for a periode of 159 days :

(for 2021) 25th June - 1st December in Pisces

♆ ℞ When Neptune is in retrograde strong awareness and emotional lifts are on the program. This retrograde will force you to reconsider your dreams and ambitions. During this precise period (Neptune Retro in pisces), the planet boosts creativity, meaning it's a golden opportunity to bring out your old piano, to write or to make pottery. EXPRESS YOURSELF 💙 . It is also an opportunity to reconnect with spirituality.

♆ Neptune rules over Pisces so is at its best in the 12th house

♆ NEPTUNE IN THE 12th HOUSE : The native may be particularly sensitive to the suffering of others and want to devote themself to a humanitarian cause. Their psychic life can be so intense that it can cause moments of loneliness, which they will use to transform themself. may be through spiritual retreat If bad aspected, Neptune brings to native a certain passivity, idleness or fatalism, relying entirely on external flows to achieve things. To avoid those type of habits it would be a good thing for the native to tap into "earthly" energy like Saturn. In other words, check Neptune-Saturn aspect.

♆ Neptune exalted in Sagittarius and Aquarius ; in detriment in Virgo ; and fall in Leo.

Sun . Moon . Mercury . Venus . Mars . Jupiter . Saturn . Uranus . Pluto (coming soon)

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Choose an item! Your future partner's soft spots for you, and yours for them

Pile 1

When you are sleepy, they just find you adorable. Also when you are focused on something. When you laugh. You can be younger and they find you the cutest in the world. Also during sex, you are so hot for them.

Your partner will be a very good parent or very good husband/wife. Feels a little more dominant, confident and you find it sexy. But also caring, and they can just sweep you off your sweet with their sweetness too.

Pile 2

You are so smart, never give up, a real fighter, they will admire this about you. Really like your humor too. Like your face when you concentrate on something. Your soft touches, and your hands, they can just hold your hands all day.

Your partner is so loving, you love them so much. They can be more calm in stressful situations, they make your life more harmonious too. But also can be protective over you, very caring. They are creative and playful too.

Pile 3

Very protective over you, they just adore you. Even if you feels grumpy, they find you so cute. Love to hug you. When you sleep, they just look at you like there's no one more precious than you. Want to take care of you, just love you very much.

You love that you can talk about anything. You are a very good match in bed too. They sometimes surprise you with little gifts. You can feel safe with them, stable, they are always there if you need them, even if it's just a nightmare.

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“ dating hcs ” [ hawks ]

→ summary: the mandatory, cliche what dating keigo takami would include hcs

→ pairing: hawks x gn!reader

→ word count: 2,001... oh my god i am very sorry.

→ warnings: gn!reader, reader's picked up at least once, nothing much- just a bunch of fluff, mentions of food and eating, reader's picked up, mentions of necklaces ??. i've been working on these for so long T-T pls be nice i'll cry. also @call-me-ko ily

• Keigo is a caretaker by nature, an innate little part of his brain screaming to look after you. Giving you attention and pouring all his extra time and energy into you gives him an outlet. He's always considering you, paying attention to you and notices every minuscule expression.

• He trusts you to a fault. Trusts you with his life. There's nothing he has that he wouldn't give you, that he wouldn't entrust in you. He refuses to keep unnecessary secrets, everything and anything is shared between you. Hates feeling like he'll make you feel like he doesn't trust you and wants you to be able to rely on him for anything.

• He's insanely protective of you, circling back to his need to look after you, even though he knows you can handle yourself. No matter if you're a fellow hero, a sidekick, or a civilian- he is always going to worry about you. Keigo always makes sure to leave at least one feather with you at all times, stashing it away in a coat or bag you carry often. He is also very prepared to drop patrol at even the slightest inkling of you being in danger.

• Keigo makes sure to send you a minimum of twenty texts a day and calls you at least twice, when he's leaving in the morning and when he's on his way home. They're never too involved, pictures of pretty leaves or flowers he sees throughout the day and make him think of you or his melodramatic anguish over the weather whenever it rains. Send you little reviews of the lunch you'd made for him, always glowing even if you're an average cook.

• He's also one of the nosiest people you know. Loves to hear any and all gossip you have, even if he has no idea who it's about. He just likes talking about people. Whenever you're on the phone with a friend and he knows that you’re complaining about someone, he presses himself against your side and listens in. He does it so often you've just started to have them on speakerphone. He likes hearing about less complicated problems and is an oddly amazing problem solver when it comes to petty issues.

• Keigo is completely shameless with affection and encourages you to be the same. If the urge to wrap himself over your shoulders or kiss you overtakes- he's acting on it. If you seem flustered he'll just curve his wings over you.

• He constantly has some sort of touch on you, your hand in his, playing with the rings on your fingers, or you tucked under an arm no matter where you are. Anytime you are sat down or laying down, he's draped over you with your hands in his hair. He'll also decide when you're standing beside each other to just drop all his body weight onto you and lean against you with his chin hooked in your shoulder. Loves to do it when he's bored at an event or you're cooking dinner, he likes to have all your attention on him.

• His favourite forms of affection are the ones that you don't expect. He'll hook a finger under your chin so he can sneak a kiss on your cheek or wrap his arms around you when you're in the middle of something else. If he ever finds out your ticklish anywhere, he will take advantage of that in the worst times.

• Keigo insists on sharing food. It doesn't matter if it's a full meal or piece of chocolate- he wants to split it. If you ever offer for him to taste something you're eating or drinking he always bites from the same spot and wants to eat off the same utensils.

• He's a hopeless romantic at heart, spent too many movie nights watching cheesy rom-coms, and gets overwhelming urges to shower you in any affections he can think of. He sends roses to you for a week straight for no reason and leaves small gifts all over the apartment for you to find. Keigo will come home some days and start waxing poetic and kissing the back of your hand.

• Goes beyond and above for any birthdays or anniversaries. Plans elaborate picnics on a rooftop, always with the best view of the sunsets, and builds your bouquets. He always manages to know the exact kind of gift you'd want.

• Loves having you wedged between his legs with your back to his chest while you watch movies. Wraps arms around your waist and drapes his wings over you. Always hooks his chin over your shoulder so he can nose at your jaw and neck.

• Keigo loves skin-ship so much and will take every opportunity to get it. He values any skin on skin contact he can get from you, nosing into your neck or letting you run your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp. He refuses to fall asleep if he can have his hands on your stomach under your skirt and his face in the crook of your neck.

• Keigo looks after you physically, too- preens you. He'll always fix stray hairs your correct anything that went awry on your clothing. He doesn't even notice he does it, hands moving on their own to straighten your necklaces or turn your rings. He keeps your hair ties on his wrist so he can put your hair up.

• He's always used his wings as an extension of him and when it comes to you- it's no different. Whenever you're cold, he tucks you into the crook of a wing and pushes you against his side or he'll press his chest to your back and tuck both wings over you. When it gets hot outside he'll lift one over your head to keep you out of the sun or to keep you dry when it rains, you always feel bad after it rains so you preen them for him. He uses them to keep you from the paparazzi too, using them to envelop you and hide you from the situation- especially if they make you anxious or uncomfortable.

• He's a menace when he sees you out while he's on patrol. You could be grocery shopping or coming back from lunch with your friends but the moment he sees you, he has his arms hooked under your knees and arms. Always comes from behind and laughs when you shriek and cling onto his lapels.

• Also anytime he sees you walking around and he decides not to pick you up or you spot him first, he refuses to let you be. Follows you around, hovering a foot above you, and talks the entire block. No amount of telling him "he has work to do" will get him to leave. Claims he's just "doing his duty- ensuring the safety of a civilian." He's not.

• Keigo loves to sweep you off your feet. He'll find the worst times possible to sweep your legs with a wing so he can catch you in his arms. Princess carries you for twenty minutes afterwards, boasting about being your hero.

• Thrives off your praise. He's having his best day whenever you're admiring him or complimenting the smallest little details about him. Takes advantage of the days after shoots or he exhaustively preens his feathers- spreading their entire wingspan so they catch the light or wearing tighter shirts and purposely flexing when reaching over you.

• He loves giving you gifts so much. Not just expensive stuff- though he definitely does that too. He'll see something when out that makes him think of you, how pretty you'd look in it, and gets it without thinking. Jewellery is probably the most common expense gift he gets, mostly because he likes clasping necklaces onto you and letting his fingers trace the back of your neck. 

• Adores flight dates- and not just the impromptu ones- but softer ones. Always knows when the sky will look its prettiest and which buildings give the best views. Bundles you up in a scarf and jacket, though he does tend to under prepare you for the cold so you can nestle into him, and tucks you into his arms. He knows the skies over your apartment like the back of his hand. Could probably navigate it with his eyes closed, which with how much he spends staring at your awed and sunkissed face he does.

• Keigo despises working nights because night shifts mean he has to leave you alone. He hates feeling like he's neglecting you, which he KNOWS you don't think he is and tries his best to avoid them. When he doesn't have a choice, he'll spam you with texts and calls- talks you to sleep. Away missions are the worst, though, he's barely able to fall asleep without your heartbeat under his ear and hands in his hair. He just loves you and being without you feels like he's lost a limb.

• Uses hugs to recharge every night, even more so after he's been away, pulls you flush against him and tucks his face into your neck. His fingers digging into your back and wings crushing you to him. Rubs his nose back and forth on your neck and presses your foreheads together. He spends so much of his day worried about not being able to come back to you that having you in front of him is the only way to calm down.

• Keigo is an incredibly loyal person, destructively so, and he loves SO hard. So much about his life is stressful that having you to come back to, someone to be calm and soft with, matters more than anything. Having someone to love and support him unconditionally for the first time.

‧₊˚✩ taglist + masterlist ✩˚₊‧

🏷: @izukus-gf , @dinodumbass , @tipsyangels , @uwuthatshit , @akaakeijii , @hirugummies

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I'm here for the fluffy thought cause I'm drained too🥺❤️

Cuddling on the couch with Nanami. Just quietly talking about whatever comes to mind. He's laying on his back your laying on him between his legs. Tv playing quietly in the back🥺. He's lightly rubbing your back and eventually you just fall asleep on him while he's talking but instead of moving you. He just continues to rub your back and watch TV while you rest and take a nap🥺

I want nothing more then to do this with him 😭

The moment you walk in that door. With that tired/sad look on your face he knows just want to do. I feel like Kento cleans up behind himself and would always have the place smelling good.

If there is any clutter he would clean it up to try and help de-stress the environment around you. But first he would slowly undress you, pressing soft kisses on your body.

Then he grabs one of his shirts, sprays some of his body spray on it. Then brings it to you, and will carry you back to the sofa. Before bringing you a blanket, for warmth and comfort.

Then if you’re hungry, Kento knows all your comfort foods. So he makes you some food, then would join you in cuddles.

Kento is the type to match his breathing to you’s. Since he calms him down. As you breath in and your chest expands he breaths out. Now he does it without even thinking about it.

It’s the feeling of having his body synced with your’s would be so comforting to him. And if he can play with your hair he would. I know you and I have curls, so I’m just imaging him undoing the locks so carefully, making your hair poofier.

His body is so warm, and his heart beat soothing. It’s hard not to fall asleep on him.

isfj is someone with the introverted, observant, feeling, and judging personality traits. these people tend to be warm and unassuming in their own steady way. they’re efficient and responsible, giving careful attention to practical details in their daily lives.