Heey, can you do Ruan Mei or Black Swan (your choice :)) reacting to reader asking them for hug? I hope it's not too hard. Have a nice day/night!
Thank you for the request, I hope you will like it, and have a nice day/night as well 👀 Ruan Mei or Black Swan, huh...
Ruan Mei
Ambient music:
Both of you are minding your own business, albeit in the same room. You are the one breaking the silence, and with such a question that her focus moved from the embroidery in her hands, over to you.
"... hey, Ruan Mei? Could you... please hug me?"
"... a hug? Why?"
Who knows what kind of thoughts perpetually rush through a genius' mind, but such a question was definitely not within the range of expectations. Not to mention physical affection being somewhat of an alien concept to her - much like displays of affection in general.
"Well I thought that, since you're so devoted to studying Life, and that hugs are a thing among certain animal species... then why not try it?"
She moves her embroidery aside as she thinks upon your words and gathers her thoughts, to craft up an answer.
"Alright then... but you take the lead. You certainly have more experience than I do, in that regard."
She raises from her chair as you move closer, before she lets you embrace her first. Only then does she do the same in return, but purely to imitate you, and not without a short delay.
"How is it?"
"At the very least, it's not unpleasant. But that's probably because it's you. Were it someone else instead, then it would be rather forgettable. However, I admit it's intriguing that... this, became a thing."
It's unclear if she's being nice, to cover her doubts regarding how to feel about a mere hug, or if she only accepted out of politeness. Either way, you know how deeply focused she can stay on her things, and thus, you're grateful she complied to your request... somewhat.
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Black Swan
Ambient music:
"... hey, Black Swan?"
The memetic entity appears out of thin air next to you, hovering lightly in the air, with her interest piqued by your summoning.
"Something the matter, S/O?"
"Could you... please hug me?"
"A hug?"
You nod, looking up at her and watching her hover a little closer, facing you with crossed arms.
"Should I understand you wish to create a precious memory with me?"
"Absolutely."
"Very well. It would be a shame to miss such a kind offer, after all."
With that being said, her feet land on the ground and her arms open in a welcoming gesture, inviting you to become part of her embrace - something you willingly and gladly do right after. She then closes her grip around your form, holding you with motherly tenderness.
"Thank you..."
"There's no need to thank me. This captured fleeting moment is truly worthy of remembrance. And I have no doubt that you will cherish it as well, S/O."
You smile and hum, satisfied, and at her satisfaction. Her grip remains until you move out of it at your pace.
"We should do that again somewhen, but I would suggest in a cozier environment. Then, I could bring some perfumed candles, to further... improve the ambient."
"Agreed."
"Well then, I'll see you there."
And with a satisfied grin, she disappeared the same way she appeared.
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not to be That Person but when people are like “why isn’t there a big fandom culture anymore?” umm…
maybe this is why???? That an author can spend hours (if not days or weeks or months) on something, have 1,800 people read it, and only have THREE people willing to take a few extra seconds out of their day to comment. Not even something as simple as “thanks for sharing” or “second kudos” or “❤️”
I’m not the internet police. You decide what you do with your time. Just don’t be surprised if the result is that creators leave your fandoms. I’m not writing to scream into the void. If that’s what I wanted, I wouldn’t bother posting. Fandom is a community. It’s an exchange of enthusiasm over this thing we all love. And who’s gonna keep showing up at your house with a goodie basket if all you do is take the basket, slam the door, and leave them outside to watch through the window while you eat?
since at your "love letters" post you said ganyu was extra cuddly, so may I request cuddling headcanons with HSR/genshin girls? if you don't mind pls include furina and fu xuan thank youuu
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cuddling hcs!
various characters x gn!reader
characters: nilou, ei, furina, ganyu, yae miko, ayaka, topaz, feixiao, fu xuan, kafka, robin, seele, firefly
warnings: none
not proofread
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nilou -`✮´-
• her favorite position is latching onto you and tucking her head under your chin
• she prefers to cuddle in silence, just enjoying your presence and warmth
• she loves to cuddle before a big performance because it helps her calm down and get in the right headspace
• if you gently play with her hair while you are cuddling, she'll turn into putty in your arms
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ei -`✮´-
• loves to hold you from behind, her arms tightly wrapped around you
• cuddling puts her at ease knowing you are safe and sound in her arms, protected from everything outside
• you aren't leaving her arms until she's satisfied, and on days where she's feeling extra stressed or anxious, you're not moving for a while
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furina -`✮´-
• acts like she doesn't want to cuddle, but in reality, she desperately wants you to just hold her in your arms
• even though she's vocal about not needing cuddles, she won't make any move to stop you from wrapping your arms around her
• even though she calls you needy for wanting to cuddle so bad, she can't help herself from snuggling just a little closer to you <3
• if you try to leave, she'll hold on to your shirt and sheepishly ask you to stay
you better stay
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ganyu -`✮´-
• very very blushy whenever you cuddle
• she'll be self conscious about her weight and body shape, thinking she's uncomfortable to hold so please reassure her </3
• your arms are her favorite place to nap, frequently taking her daily afternoon naps with her head resting on your chest
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yae miko -`✮´-
• will without a doubt be the big spoon
• very be touchy when cuddling, her hands constantly roaming around your body
• if some reason you are feeling extra down that day, she'll help comfort you by wrapping her soft tails around you
• definitely the type to blow on your ears just to get a reaction out of you
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ayaka -`✮´-
• melts the moment you embrace her
• can't contain her blush and smile when you look her in the eyes
• gets caught up in the moment and plants a quick kiss on the corner of you mouth before turning away in embarrassment
• loves it when you tell you her your favorite stories and experiences from your life
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topaz -`✮´-
• greatest lap pillow of all time
• when she has her arms wrapped around you though, she likes to rest her chin on your head or kiss you gently on the forehead
• quietly cuddling with you is her favorite to decompress and relax from her busy work days at the ipc
• if numby is not locked out of the room, it will be joining you two, whether you like it or not
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feixiao -`✮´-
muscle mommy!!
• you will feel the safest you've ever felt in her arms
• even though she's a battle hardened war general, she treats you like the most fragile and precious thing in the world
• loves when you trace your finger along her arms or abs
• there is also no way you're leaving her embrace before she's satisfied
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fu xuan -`✮´-
• something tells me she is definitely going to be the small spoon
• isn't very vocal about her desires, so she'll probably just gently pull at the bottom of your shirt with the cutest blush on her face to signal when she wants to cuddle
• gets all quiet and bashful in your embrace, and will silently snuggle up or pull you closer
• your presence is relaxing, and she always sleeps the best when she's tangled up with you
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kafka -`✮´-
• will put on the perfume she knows you love beforehand
• will plant gentle kisses all over your face, leaving lipstick stains everywhere her lips touch you
• loves to listen to you talk about whatever's on your mind while she holds you close and gently strokes your head
• offers you advice to your problems or showers you with praise and affection because oh does she have a massive soft spot for you
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robin -`✮´-
• she's just such an angel and will listen to everything you have to say, positive or negative
• doesn't care what position you two are cuddling in, she just wants to be near you because your arms act as her safe haven away from all the media and expectations
• if you slowly run your hands up and down her back, her wings will flutter in pleasure and she'll visibly relax <3
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seele -`✮´-
• would be very tense at first since she's not used to physical affection </3
• her face will be bright red the entire time, and can't look you in the eyes
• once she becomes comfortable though, it becomes one of her favorite ways to spend time with you
• will never admit that she loves to be the little spoon
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firefly -`✮´-
• never feels like she's close enough to you, no matter how tightly you hold her
• listening to your heartbeat helps calm and ground her after a long day
• if you gently pat her head, she'll fall asleep instantly because she feels so safe in your arms!
• if you kiss the top of her head though, she'll pass away instead
"When we suppress our emotions, Our dreams are where they manifest themselves. My job is to help you digest those emotions."
i had another wanderer idea! fluff of platonic wanderer and reader petting cats together :-D i love the official art of him surrounded by a bunch of cats
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His birthday art, it would seem... Well, first he attracts the bird during his idle animation, now he attracts cats too? He's going to attract other animals in general, at this point 🙃
Ambient music:
"Even after all this time, I still need to help you climb up there. Ever considered taking climbing lessons?"
"But why would I, when I have you? And honestly, it's far more convenient like that!"
"Stop it."
Aware of the hidden rule between you two that his patience mustn't be tested, you willingly remain quiet for the rest of the path, until he places you on a high tree branch.
"Looks like they've been waiting for you."
You barely spent a whole second sitting on the branch, and you could already hear some meows coming from nearby and, soon enough, their origin showing up in your view. All properly taken care of.
"They look so healthy, it's always a relief to see!"
"Hmph. Good for them."
You can't help but progressively glance at him, sitting further away, and giving you a rather gentle - for him - glare, all the while witnessing how your laps turn into fluffballs.
"You take care of them in secret, don't you? That must be it!"
"But some villagers could have done that too. You're not the only one who would willingly become their big prey."
"Riiiiight..."
You won't dig in further about it, but as food for thoughts, you will remember that he, technically speaking, did not deny it.
Just as his sight was recovering by looking elsewhere, and while your hands were busy providing some headpats, one brave cat began meowing toward the familiar-looking living scarecrow figure... with as much bravery as the puppet's lack of scaring effect, for those who got to know him.
"What does it want? Tsk. Just leave me alone already."
Despite his protest, the brave cat soon enough led the charge, resulting in not just his laps getting covered by fluffballs too, much to your awe.
"Fine, you won this time... Let's just get this over with."
As a cat enjoyer, you notice that he doesn't struggle with distributing headpats, nor do they go unnoticed by the fluffballs. You remain quiet, to let him enjoy this temporary yet genuine comfort moment, as brief as it may be.
The headpats demand increases on your laps, resulting in your attention being drawn away from him... much to his relief. The last thing he would want, is someone staring at him, right when he allows himself a break for once.
You know very well that he will deny enjoying that encounter, if asked later about it... but your eyes didn't lie to you, when you witnessed him subtly enjoying the felines' presence.
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Fluff = 🤍
Smut = 🖤 No TW = 🎀
Mild TW = 🔪
Moderate TW = ⚔️
Intense TW = ⚰️ Romantic Affection = 🥀
Platonic Affection = 🎨
Not Specified Affection = 🌈 Gender Neutral Reader = 💫
Female Reader = 🩰
Male Reader = 🍂 Headcanons = 📃
One Shot = 📖
Fanfiction = 📚
- Relationship Headcanons (⚔️/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- Cuddle Headcanons (🎀/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- Falling In Love (🔪/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- x Playful!Reader (🎀/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- x Calm!Reader ( 🔪/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- x Carefree!Reader (🔪/📃/🤍/🥀/💫)
- x Witch!Reader (🎀/📃/🌈 /💫)
- x Military!Reader (🎀/📃/🥀/💫)
Using this opportunity to thank and link the person, who gave me the writing experience thanks to which I could begin my tumblr adventure 😊
Masterlist
Alucard Being Affectionate
Alucard x Reader That Has Feet Disability
Alucard x Fledgling!Reader
Dad! Alucard
Jealous Alucard
Alucard Cuddle Headcanons
Alucard x Carefree!Reader
Alucard Falling In Love
Alucard x Reserved!Reader
Alucard x Playful!Reader
Alucard Relationship Headcanons
Jealous Walter
Younger!Walter Relationship Headcanons
Pip x Military!Reader
Pip x Witch!Reader
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Muriel x Plus Size!Reader
Nadia Headcanons
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Poly!Reader x GlamrocksandDaycare Attendant
Freddy x Crushing!Reader
Plushies Of Them!
Reader In A Wheelchair!
Reader With Chronic Pain
Freddy x Pregnant!Reader
Glamrock Freddy x Nightguard!Reader
Glamrock Freddy x Tired!Reader
Glamrock Freddy Hug Headcanons!
Poly!Reader x GlamrocksandDaycare Attendant
Monty x Shy!Reader
Monty x SASSY!Reader
FTM! Reader
Monty and Teen!Reader
Monty x Technician!Reader
Plushies Of Them!
Monty x Pregnant!Reader
Poly!Reader x GlamrocksandDaycare Attendant
Plushies Of Them!
Poly!Reader x GlamrocksandDaycare Attendant
Plushies Of Them!
Poly!Reader x GlamrocksandDaycare Attendant
FTM! Reader
Moon and Extrovert/Introvert Child!Reader
Plushies Of Them!
Reader In A Wheelchair!
Reader With Chronic Pain
Sun and Moon x Pregnant!Reader
Sun/Moon x Security Guard!Reader
Sunny x Autistic!Reader
Sunny x Artist!Reader
Sunny and Extrovert/Introvert Child!Reader
>>The Lost Child // Part 1<<
>>The Lost Child // Part 2<<
>>The Lost Child // Part 3<<
>>The Lost Child // Part 4<<
"Hmm~ What a nice morning. Now then, what should I do today? Oh, is that ukulele music in the wind? Have our friends from the People of the Springs come to visit Inazuma too?"
hi erwin :D wanderer is my comfort character lately, please can i request platonic wanderer and a reader who likes to affectionately play pranks on him and tell bad jokes? i think his reaction would be pretty funny
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Hello my dear anon, sure! And his reaction would definitely be something 👀 Sorry for the delay also; though feel free to tell me if you like how I portrayed Wanderer here! It may help me for the 2 other Wanderer asks you sent me. Speaking of them... feel free to provide more details or suggestions for the one about reader relating to his past and desire for a heart 🧐
Ambient music:
"It better be something important, if you have to drag me along."
If it wasn't for you being slightly less boring, to his eyes, than the rest of people, then there's simply no way he would have accepted your invitation.
"The café? What are you plotting this time?"
"Nothing, I'm just taking some time off today, and so I thought, you could come along too!"
"How amusing. And to think you would need my company just for drinking something."
The two of you sit at a free table, in the shadow provided by the café's umbrellas, the latter not even inviting him to remove his hat.
"Speaking of drinks, since you thought it was a good idea to bring me... get me some tea. The more bitter, the better."
"Still no sugar?"
"Of course not. Bitterness is the taste of life, pure and raw."
"Okay, just wait here then!"
He stays in his seat, crossing his arms, waiting for your return with the order, which is placed on the table soon enough when you come back.
"And there you go!"
With a grin that you know is his personal way of thanking you, he picks his cup and takes a sip from it. This improvised trip here wasn't all for nothing, at least... that is, until something felt off.
"... hey, I thought I told you no sugar. Did your little human brain forget about it? Are you taking me for a fool?"
"No, of course not! I only thought that you could, perhaps... sweeten up your mood a bit, for once! I've never seen you smile or relax, so..."
While your smile grew, his eyes opened wide. If he still were a god, stormy clouds would form on the spot right now, upon witnessing the mere audacity to not only add sugar in his cup, but also make a pun out of the situation.
"... I was wrong about you. You are the fool here. Only you would have the nerve to even dare think about doing something like that."
"Oh come on, even for just one time?"
"Not even in your dreams."
An amused grin grows now on his face, satisfied to have turned down your hope. With now your immeasurable disappointment and your day being ruined, you take a sip from your own drink... only to find that its taste is vastly different from what it should be.
"What's the problem now?"
"Why does my tea tastes like... thyme?"
"Ha! Maybe it's about thyme you know your place. Don't think I will go easy on you next time."
You cannot help but blink, causing him to stretch out his tongue to you, in pure revengeful amusement.
"In fact, it's nearly a wonder I felt like holding back a bit on my Anemo powers. These merchants really don't know how to secure their goods. Just a little bit of wind, and then... poof."
"You're so mean!"
"Hehehe... but I never claimed to be a saint."
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hiya, i love ur content!! it brings me a lot of comfort :') this is my first time requesting anything so i apologize if it's a bit awkward!
could you please write aventurine, firefly and/or any other characters you want to add with a reader who's not used to intimacy or gentleness from being conditioned to suppress emotions and therefore always puts on a tough front and reader is also funny and makes jokes out of anything to hide how fragile they actually are? like character is playing with their hair, kissing beauty marks or scars, etc but reader just starts silently crying bc they're not used to it and it feels good?
thank you lots in advance and take your time!! (i once again apologize if it's hard to read or is awkward)
Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Firefly x Reader, Established Relationship, Vulnerability, Emotional Intimacy, Comfort, Gentle Touch, Trauma Healing, Affection, Slow Burn, Supportive Relationship.
Warnings: Mentions of trauma, Emotional breakdown, Tearjerker, Past abuse or cruelty, Survivor's guilt, Self-suppression of emotions, Vulnerability and emotional discomfort, Emotional manipulation.
A/N: First off, thank you so much for the kind words! That really made my day 🤭💖 There’s no need to apologize at all—I'm really happy you're here and feel comfortable enough to ask something! And don't worry, it wasn't hard or anything!!
Tagslist: @themiddletenmasibling
You were sitting together in his private study, where the usual tension of strategic talk was replaced by an odd quietness between you both. Aventurine leaned back in his chair, a mischievous smile gracing his lips as he watched you attempt to mask your discomfort. You had always been good at keeping up your walls—always joking, always pretending you didn’t need anyone to care for you. But here, in the privacy of his space, something different was unfolding.
Aventurine’s eyes twinkled with amusement, as he toyed with a strand of your hair. He moved it between his fingers with an air of nonchalance, but you could see the subtle attention behind his gaze. It wasn’t unusual for him to make gestures like these—flirtatious, teasing, and unafraid of pushing your boundaries. It was how he played his game, after all.
"You know," he mused, still twirling your hair as though it were a prized card he was inspecting. "This color suits you. Almost like a perfect contrast to my adventurous nature."
You snorted, trying to push the strange wave of discomfort down. “Yeah, well, you’re the one with the roulette-wheel back on your jacket,” you quipped, always opting for humor to cover anything remotely vulnerable. "What is it this time? Risking your life on your fashion choices?"
Aventurine chuckled, clearly unbothered, but the moment he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss near the scar on your wrist—one you had never really discussed with anyone—something inside you shifted. You stiffened, trying to hold onto your usual banter, but it was different this time. He hadn’t just kissed a scar; he had kissed your pain, your history. The raw parts of you that you buried so deep.
His lips were warm against your skin, his usual easy smile slowly fading into something softer. “I’ll never let anything like this mark you again,” he whispered, just loud enough for you to hear, his voice oddly tender.
You felt the sudden rush of emotions you had buried for so long, the weight of his touch and words threatening to break through. You tried to hold it together—tried to make a joke or deflect—but the laughter caught in your throat. Instead, tears welled up silently, and before you could stop them, they began to fall.
Aventurine’s eyes locked onto you with surprise, but there was no judgment, no rush to make it stop. He gently cupped your face with one hand, his thumb brushing away a stray tear as he whispered, "You’ve always been so strong, haven’t you?"
It was the first time you felt seen in a way that was so unexpected, so gentle, that it made everything else—the walls, the jokes, the front you put up—seem irrelevant. His touch, as light as it was, anchored you in a way nothing had before. You wanted to pull away, to laugh it off, but you couldn’t.
“I’m sorry,” you muttered, embarrassed by the vulnerability. “I just… It’s a lot to feel. I’m not used to… this.”
Aventurine’s gaze softened further, and in that rare moment, he showed something you hadn’t often seen: sincerity. "You don’t need to apologize for that," he murmured, kissing the top of your head softly, the act far more intimate than you had expected. "You deserve the gentleness, even if you don’t know how to accept it just yet."
And as his arms enveloped you, you finally let yourself feel the warmth of his affection, the touch you hadn’t realized you needed so desperately.
Firefly sat next to you, the two of you resting after another grueling mission. The cool evening air wrapped around you both, and for the first time in a long while, you found solace in the quiet. She had always been a person of few words, but the silence between you felt comfortable—not the heavy silence of avoidance, but one that came with a quiet understanding.
Her hand moved gently to your hair, and you stiffened instinctively. You had never been good at intimacy. Growing up, emotions had been a weakness, and you had conditioned yourself to suppress them. Jokes and sarcasm were your armor, and vulnerability was a battlefield you had no intention of stepping into.
But there she was, her fingers delicately combing through your hair, the simple act of caring something that felt foreign to you. You didn’t know how to respond to such tenderness, and it made you uneasy.
“Your hair is like silver moonlight,” she said softly, her voice laced with the gentle affection she rarely showed. You couldn’t help but chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. “Right. And you’re the moon itself. Always glowing, always distant.”
Firefly’s smile was almost imperceptible, but it was there—just for a moment—before her fingers continued their exploration. But as they grazed your skin, near the small scar just behind your ear, you froze. Her touch was slow, deliberate, and strangely soothing. Something about it made your chest tighten, a feeling that you didn’t know how to process.
"You’ve fought so much, haven’t you?" Firefly’s voice was soft, almost a whisper now. She gently pressed a kiss against the scar. “But not all battles have to be fought alone.”
You immediately felt the familiar urge to make a joke, to crack something clever to push away the feeling of her affection. But her words and the warmth of her touch—combined with the quiet sincerity in her gaze—stopped you from speaking. Instead, a tear slipped down your cheek, unnoticed at first by Firefly.
When she saw it, her expression softened. Without a word, she pulled you closer, wrapping her arms around you in a protective embrace. You weren’t used to being held like this, to being shown tenderness that didn’t come with strings or expectations. Your walls, once so rigid, cracked just slightly in the warmth of her touch.
"I'm not used to this," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper, and for once, the humor in your words faded. "I don’t know how to… handle it."
Firefly’s grip tightened just enough, not in a possessive way, but as if assuring you that it was okay. "You don’t have to handle it alone anymore," she said quietly. "Not with me."
A silence settled between you two, but this time, it wasn’t uncomfortable. You allowed yourself to lean into her, feeling her warmth seep into your bones. And for the first time in a long while, you didn’t feel the need to pretend you had it all together.
The tears you had been holding back flowed freely now, but they didn’t feel like weakness. Not with Firefly there. With her, you felt like it was okay to finally stop pretending.