Not at all what I meant to work on this evening, but whatever I guess. ^^; This was supposed to be a rough sketch, aaaaand I got a little carried away.
Kinktober #10 incoming soon (hopefully this evening).
Got to do a collab with the amazing Andrew Mar. He is a super cool guy who made the experience really pleasant for me seeing how I’m a shy nervous mess of a person lol.
I’d like you guys to know I wrote this at my job, came home, napped for 4 hours, and woke up with a start because I needed to post this fluff. ( •̀ o •́ )ง✧
I hope it’s alright I made these headcanons!
This was so much fun, god do I love this boy. Along with Kirishima or Midoriya, I think he’d be the best husband~
( * ’ω’ * )
– Mod Katsuki
You and Tamaki evenly divide the household chores. Still, sometimes you’ll come home and find your share halved because Tamaki did some for you! Usually they’re the more time- and energy-consuming tasks like vacuuming or laundry. When you confront him about it, he admits he just wants to make your life as easy as possible.
You admit the sentiment is sweet and all, but the poor boy needs to take a break sometimes! Not only is it unfair, but you worry he’ll eventually burn himself out. He’s a pro hero after all, he shouldn’t come home and do three-quarters of the household chores too!
So of course you return the favor whenever you can, but even then he’ll hug you tightly and utter a stream of endless “thank you”s. He wants you to know just how much he appreciates you!
To show him how much he means to you, you make his bento (complete with his favorite foods cut into cute shapes, like butterfly sandwiches) in the morning and make sure his bed is warm and fresh when he gets home. It’s the small things that matter to Tamaki.
Perhaps your (and his) favorite is when you massage his aching limbs after work while showering him in compliments and loving kisses. It makes him feel on top of the world. And rightfully so because, well, he’s your world and more!
Whenever he can, he’ll bring home your favorite dessert! After work he’ll eagerly stop by your favorite local bakery and buy one or two of your favorite items. When he gets home, he’ll timidly hug you from behind and hold up the pink bag of desserts while planting a small kiss on your head.
Since Tamaki’s quirk requires him to have a large palette, he’s very well versed in different cooking techniques and knows how to cook a variety of meals! Because of this, he usually takes care of cooking any and every meal he can.
At first you didn’t want him to take over all the cooking duties considering how much he already does for you. But god do you adore the way he cooks. Not only does he lightly sway around the kitchen with a soft smile that reaches his eyes, your lovely husband also cooks wonderfully. All the finest chefs in the world have nothing on your Tamaki.
In reality, he doesn’t mind cooking one bit. It’s totally not because he likes the praise you shower him with as you scarf down his culinary masterpieces… Okay it is, but it’s also because he really loves to see you happy and full!
Tamaki is also good at baking, but to a lesser extent since his quirk can’t fully utilize desserts. Nevertheless, he acts like he’s bad at baking in hopes that you’ll take over that portion of the household cooking. It’s not that he minds baking per se, he just loves seeing you pour your love into your desserts then happily present it to him! Plus, he can’t hog all the chores (as much as he’d like to).
He absolutely loves blankets or towels that are fresh out of the dryer! On an especially cold winter day, he’ll ensure your shared bed has a fresh, warm blanket to cuddle in! If he’s home while you’re showering, he’ll also replace your towel with a fresh one from the dryer! Your satisfied and happy face when you step out of a steamy shower to be greeted by an equally warm towel is always worth the effort.
If you both decide to have/adopt a kid, he’ll make sure to be the best dad he can be! Sometimes you’ll wake up to find him dancing around the kitchen with your child, making bentos with cute shapes or singing along to upbeat pop songs on the radio!
Loves bubble baths! Ever since he married you, Tamaki has gotten slightly more confident in himself. Still, asking you to join him in the bath involves him hiding his blushing face behind the bath bomb. It’s not like he even has to ask you – you’ll join in a heartbeat – but he always wants to make sure!
When you finally get in the bathtub with him, situated perfectly between his thighs, he’ll talk about his day while gently scrubbing your skin with a loofah or washing your hair. It’s one of the few times he’s completely calm, just enjoying the innocent intimacy and quality time, free of all worries in the world.
Has candles everywhere. Every scent from cherry blossoms (his favorite) to aromatherapy relaxation candles. Better get used to the house smelling vaguely smoky all the time!
Loves to braid your hair! Sometimes he’ll randomly start braiding as you both watch a movie or as you’re playing on your phone. Adorably enough, if you try to return the favor he’ll fall asleep within a few minutes.
Definitely the type to set up a romantic candlelit dinner if he notices you had a particularly long day, complete with your favorite beverage, meal, and flowers!
Calls you cute pet names when he’s feeling especially outgoing! Sometimes it’s “love”, sometimes it’s “dear”, but usually it’s “my butterfly”!
♥
Tamaki adores gardening! He’ll line the perimeter of the house with seasonal and perennial flowers of varying colors and fragrances. Much to his delight, this beautiful array will also attract butterflies!
Unfortunately, he can’t always tend to his garden since his job gets pretty busy. Naturally you’ll take over because the boy loves his flowers and butterflies far too much for you to let them disappear.
During more hectic and crime-ridden times of the year (like Christmas), Tamaki will constantly be on-call 24/7. When he gets home, he’s so emotionally and physically drained he instantly collapses on the bed and sleeps until he gets called back in. It’s a rough time for you both, but you try your best to lessen the burden on his shoulders.
Sometimes it’s by making breakfast in bed, sometimes it’s by texting him cute things during his workday. But perhaps your favorite is when you place his tired head in your lap and massage his shoulders as he dozes in and out of sleep. You’ll whisper “I love you” over and over again, tell him everything you love about him, and how glad you are to have married him.
Oh lordy this was fun, as much as I love a wholesome moment… >:) (I hope this is what you were wanting!)
Dracula:
When he found out someone actually tried to help Lisa, he couldn’t believe it. He had a full on meltdown, someone, an actual person within the church. Tried to help an innocent woman…does…the world still have some good?
One of the few things he will ask them is what they did to her, because he wants to the same back tenfold. He doesn’t care how gory or horrid it is, anyone that messes with his family should have known he doesn’t play around.
He would stop at nothing to find this person. He wanted- no, needed to talk to them. He couldn’t care less whether or not they knew or feared vampires, he needs to know what Lisa’s last moments were like.
Poor guy was already crying his eyes out when no one was there, imagine meeting the last person that showed kindness to a condemned woman. How could he possibly not become emotional meeting them?
When they meet face-to-face, he can’t help but ask them about Lisa. He needs to know what she said, he needs to know how much she went through, he needs to know who is truly to blame…
He already blames himself her death, but knowing there was someone there for her eases the pain slightly. It’s unexplainable how it makes him feel, but it is something that helps him get through it.
Despite his gratitude towards them, he’s still upset that they didn’t save Lisa. He may throw a small hissy fit, but he’s honestly, can you blame him? The man lost the love of his life in the most horrible way possible.
He won’t hurt them though, hell, he may even offer them protection during his purging of humans. It’s not really out of gratefulness though, it’s more on the ‘doing this favour because you did me a favour’ type thing.
When he finds out Alucard has taken an interest in them, he’s…approving, but weary. He takes the time to tell his son what he thinks, but he also tells him that he needs to protect them, he doesn’t wish them same fate upon anyone.
Sometimes he’d wonder if they did actually help Lisa. Yeah, what they said sounded like her, but at the end of the day, she’s dead… All he wants is his Lisa… and now, he’ll never see her again.
Alucard:
Like his father, he demands to meet this person. Unlike this father though, he wishes to thank this person rather than question them. He doesn’t need to know what they did or why they did it, he’s just glad some good remains.
When he meets them, he seems cold. At this point he has yet to come to grips with what actually happened, but if someone is there and understands what he’s going through, he’d be eternally grateful.
He also may cry a tad. Unlike his father though, he doesn’t really mind showing how he feels to them. What he didn’t expect though, was actually being comforted by someone… it… really helped him… thank you.
After knowing the person for a bit, he may ask about his mother during her final moments. He gets that it’s an odd thing to ask, but he wants to know if any more could have been done to save her.
Once he’s done the whole sleeping in an underground protected coffin mourning thing, he’ll try to find this person again. He has so many questions and queries, now that he’s had some time.
When he finds out they’re with his father in the castle, his reasons for going only increases. He knows what his father is doing and he doesn’t want y/n to be caught in the middle of it.
After meeting them once more, he treats them like an old friend. It takes time for him to bring the situation up once more, but when he does he takes in every detail of both the story and y/n.
This is the make or break part for him and y/n to become a thing. If all goes to plan, Alucard will ask them out, if and when they say yes, he in a way uses his mother’s fate as a reason to protect y/n.
When his father finds out, Alucard is ready to throw hand. He couldn’t care less whether or not his father approves of the relationship. They cared for his mother in her final moments, he is forever in their debt.
All he wants, all his little dhampir heart desires is someone to talk to. Not a friend to joke around with, but someone who’s willing to listen to his fears, emotions, his thoughts. Y/n may be the only person he can truly talk to about such taboo topics.
You are still breathing heavily, skin scorching hot in the wake of your open wounds, dried blood caked inside them. It takes a good hour to calm yourself down and tug the reigns that hold your heart to your throat – back in its rightful place. You’ll never get used to the comforting high you are gifted by your crimson call with with the devil. Michael always links you to his life force, ensuring your safety throughout the process. You share a dagger, a hissing kiss that causes the candles to spill their wax over, dripping, river rushes towards the snakes that come free of the pentagram.
Licking your salty-slick lips, damp with your own sweat, you lean back on blood smeared thighs, eyes closing into your deep set sigh. You’re humming, unable to forget how it felt to move in shapes that had no purpose, yet translated a perfect show, your fingers holding the handle of the knife that easily peeled your skin an offering to blend with Michael’s. There is nothing else like it, connecting with him, that darkness encircling you like a vice, his heart in rhythm with your own. He was graceful, bleeding all over, enchanting you with his flexing body that angled his gifts. There’s a brush across your skin that has you opening your eyes.
Michael places the candle holder down, towels hanging across the claw foot bath. There’s an easy steam wafting from its enticing surface. He offers you his dark red hand, pulling you in for a breathless kiss. Once he takes you in he’s thumbing your blood dotted cheek. “Are you hurting too bad, love?”
You shake your head and lift yourself into the bath, offering your hand to him. It doesn’t take you long to settle into a quiet routine. You’ve soaped your warm rag and began to wipe down Michael’s golden skin, watching in fascination as the water turns red around you. Michael takes caution, dipping your breasts with his cloth, lingering a little longer on your nipples. You giggle into his clean peck to your water shined cheek, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Can I please take care of your hair now?” You’re reaching for the shampoo bottle, a hopeful look on your face. Who is Michael to deny his best girl anything?
He has to stop himself from hardening at your delicate scalp scratches, lathering him carefully, giving him more attention than he’s had his whole life. Genuine time. By the moment he brings you to him you’re caught on his blue eyes a piercing admiration of you, his hair sticking to his shoulders, wet and dripping, rivulets of water latching onto his mouth. He seeks permission to give back the favor, your body swiveling back to lay between his legs and still as he finishes cleaning you. You’re both out in fluffy towels, Michael bringing you to his arms.
Toad's Cave 