(Heart anon! Anything for you, dear! And I presume you mean the morning cuddles headcanon from a while ago? If so, I will have to go back an appropriately retag it.)
Tyki enjoys cuddling, but he isn’t big on it.
Sometimes he’ll initiate it, but mostly it’s you. However, whenever your down for it, he’s down. Unless you are at one of the Earl’s sponsor’s parties, where he has to entertain and move around a lot.
Prefers cuddling when he knows nobody is going to both you and he doesn’t have to do anything.
Loves reading with you cuddled up in his lap honestly, more than he’d like to admit.
Is always the big spoon. Always.
Bak isn’t really into cuddling. He doesn’t have the time to do it. He’s a busy man, after all.
However, if you catch him after a really busy day, when he’s tired, you can coerce him into cuddling you.
Since he’s so tired, he can be either the big spoon or the little spoon. If he’s the little spoon, however, he’ll be embarrassed in the morning and ask that you not say anything to anyone.
The only time he initiates cuddling is if your sad. Again, he can’t do it if he’s busy, but if you are feeling particularly down, he’ll make time for you.
Has no real preference for cuddling positions, but he does ask that you keep it strictly in the bedroom. All of the attention you both would get otherwise may make him break out in hives, which is a mess to deal with.
Nea doesn’t mind cuddling. He’s really chill about it.
However he does cling really bad when you cuddle so be warned, you brought this on yourself if you initiated it.
He won’t shy away from cuddling you in front of others (especially Cross). It’s one of the ways he can show you off.
However, besides his friends, he will not cuddle you in front of anyone else. He puts his foot down on that. He’s scared one of his many enemies will see and use you against him.
He prefers to be big spoon but if you beg his will might bend and you can be the big spoon.
Komui LOVES cuddles! Cuddle him anywhere, anytime. He is ready.
He uses cuddles as an excuse to get away from work. You have to yell at him when you realize he still has work to do.
He also clings tightly when you cuddle; be careful, you might have to walk around the Order with Komui stuck to your leg.
He will absolutely be the little spoon if you want him to be, he isn’t complaining.
He will cuddle you in his office. It’s the only way you can get him to do any work.
Tyki Mikk found you to be completely fascinating. Your kind heart was so pure, he wondered how exactly is was that he ended up being the one you chose to spend your life with. Still, he felt a slight smile tug at his lips every time he saw you interact with a child. Your parental instincts were immeasurable, and he wondered if this was some form of hint that you wanted a kid of your own. Perhaps he was just overthinking it; you hadn’t brought that topic up to him.
Shaking that train of thought from his head, he watched you from his spot on the bench as you talked to a mother who was strolling her baby around the park. You occasionally peaked into the stroller to coo at the baby. From where he was, Tyki couldn’t hear the conversation, but he could see the radiant smile on your face as you spoke, so he was happy.
You waved goodbye to the mother and returned to Tyki, who stood and smoothed out his coat. He offered you his arm and a grin, and you took a hold of it, smiling back.
“What’s that smile for?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. Tyki walked you both along the path, glancing at you.
“Am I not allowed to just smile?”
“Well, I like your smile, so you’re always allowed to do it,” you replied slowly. “You just look particularly happy. Did something happen?”
You happened. Tyki didn’t say that out loud, but it was the truth of the matter. He looked down at you slyly, his grin turning mischievous. You suddenly looked a little wary of the expression, he assumed because you suspecting he was up to no good, which is the exact effect he was hoping to have.
“Oh, I was just recalling something amusing that happened the other day.” You looked at him expectantly. “Wisely was getting fitted for a new suit, but he’d never had to go through that process before, so he kept fidgeting and thus, kept getting stabbed with needles and pins.”
“Stabbed is such a harsh word,” you mused. “It’s just a poke, really.”
“From the way he reacted, you’d think he was getting stabbed.”
You laughed softly and Tyki’s smile became genuine again. While his story was true, he couldn’t ever straight out tell you the truth behind his smile. He was ready to open himself up that much just yet.
(Aw, thank you so much! We’re glad you like our blog so much. This fic is sorta a divergence from what happened at the end of the Noah’s Ark arc in canon.)
Tyki Mikk was a charismatic guy. He was charming, sly, and sometimes mysterious. To those who were close to his light side, some might even call him silly. As someone who was very familiar with both sides of the Mikk coin, you got to experience the magnificent enigma that was your beloved Tyki Mikk. You had fallen in love with every side of him. You were so sure you had him figured out, that you knew him better than back of your own hand.
As it turns out, you thought wrong, but it wasn’t your fault, really. The rampaging beast that was destroying the last structure in the Ark caught everybody off guard–perhaps even Tyki himself, you wondered. You couldn’t say for sure, though, because he had been so quiet and still in his unconscious state only moments before.
“His true Noah memory has awakened,” Road answered your unasked question as she held you both steady on poor Lero’s small frame. If it had not been for Lero, you thought you might have been crushed beneath the crumbling and rolling debris. You weren’t entirely sure you understood the answer, though; you had seen Tyki in his Noah form plenty of times before. You figured now was not the time to be interrogating her, though. Instead, you had another brash idea.
“Lero! Can you get us in closer to Tyki?” You called over the ruckus of the battle. It wasn’t so much an actual battle anymore, as the Exorcists were retreating from the crazed Noah, hopping from one collapsing piece of floor to the other.
“Are you crazy, lero?!” Lero squealed in hysteria. “We’ll all be crushed, lero!”
“He’s right!” Road urged. “[Y/N], I don’t know what you’re thinking, but Tyki’s not in his right state of mind at the moment! He could seriously hurt you!”
“Please, Road, it’s the only option we have. I might be able to help him,” You looked into her gold eyes, pleading, “You have to at least let me try!”
Road gazed at you steadily for a moment, an eternity, before she stomped the heel of her shoe against Lero.
“You heard her! Take us in closer before I turn you into a pin cushion!”
Lero yelped, but did as he was told–not without any whining and grumbling under his breath, though. You pried yourself out of Road’s grip and hopped down on one of the few remaining steady platforms, wobbling a bit on impact, but managing to stay upright. You edged as close to Tyki as you were able to, and did the only thing you could think of.
You sang. You sang the same way as you did countless nights before, when Tyki had laid restless by your side in the late hours of the night. Your voice wavered a bit in fear as one of your lovers inhuman appendages that were swinging around violently. You gulped in a deep breath, and restarted, this time with a steadier voice. You were only able to raise your voice so loud, and for a moment you feared your voice would not reach him amidst the chaos. His head turned, however, towards where you were standing. You smiled as you sang, but it faltered when Tyki made as if to charge at you. The ground between the two of you split into a jagged fissure, and you almost fell down into the dark abyss below. Your voice cut off and before you could scream, Tyki was in front of you, pulling you towards him.
You felt safe in his arms. You believed you were finally able to reach him. So you raised a hand to his face, hesitating when he flinched in response. You began singing once more, and slowly, the swiping tendrils behind Tyki’s back slowed to a halt. His whole demeanor began to feel calm. He lowered the both of you to the ground, and suddenly he looked exhausted as the wounds from the battle prior to his loss of control caught up with him. His large form slumped forward against you, and you slowly lowered him onto your lap. Road hastily opened another door for the group of you, and she and Lero helped move Tyki’s unconscious form away from the crumbling Ark.
Tyki Mikk stared blankly down at your hunched over form. This was suppose to be a nice, romantic stroll through town, but you had seen something that made the both of you stop so you could investigate. This said investigation had revealed a kitten–Tyki thought it looked more like a cotton ball with eyes and legs–that you were currently petting and cooing at. He had been bent over, watching, and it was starting to hurt his back. He took a slow draw of his cigarette, which dangled securely between his lips, before exhaling a cloud of smoke. You glanced briefly at him.
“Tyki, if you’re going to smoke, go do it over there. It’s not good for the kitty.” You scolded.
“You aren’t going to try and caution me of my own health?” He asked rhetorically, but respected your wish and woefully put out his cigarette.
“Has smoking ever actually killed a Noah before?”
“Fair point.”
You continued to give the little cat all of your attention. Tyki sighed and stood up straight, stretching his back. He put his hands on his hips and stared holes into the back of your head.
“You aren’t thinking of adopting it, are you?” Tyki pondered aloud.
“Well, why not? She’s all alone out here. She looks so sad,” you carefully picked up the kitten and turned to look at him. “How could you say no to this face?” You pouted for affect.
Easily, he thought, but he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to talk you out of it now. He shook his head in defeat.
(Happy Holidays, dear! I’m not sure if anyone is still celebrating, but just in case!)
Tyki Mikk pushed open the door to the little shop, instantly getting hit with the strong, mingling scents of the floral inhabitants. The bell overhead jingled as he entered and closed the door behind him. He removed his top hat and ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it back, as he cast his gaze across the artistically cluttered area. It was very bright and warm and damp in here. Still, it was not the flowers he was looking for.
He strode up to the back counter and peered around before leaning slightly over the granite surface to squint into the back room. It was dark back there and partially covered by a red curtain, so he couldn’t make out what was back there. He stood up straight once again and tapped the bell on the counter once. He heard shuffling, followed by a muffled, “Just a minute!” He smiled fondly at the voice and set his cane and hat upon the counter. The curtain moved aside to reveal his beloved Y/N, looking a little frazzled and embarrassed. The look quickly turned to shock, and then happiness.
“Tyki!” You sang, hurrying over to the counter. “What are you doing here?”
“I was in the neighborhood and thought that I might stop by,” he informed, his eyes falling to the counter as a gloved finger traced circles on the smooth surface. “I apologize for not having brought a gift. I would have brought flowers, but, ah,” He leaned back from the counter to gesture around the room. You smiled and shook your head slightly.
“It’s alright, Tyki, your presence alone is gift enough.” He chuckled at that.
“So I have been told,” he mused. You turned and began tying together lovely bouquets that had been ordered over the phone earlier that day. Tyki watched you work fondly. “What is a man to get for someone who works with flowers all day?”
“Mm, well flowers are a plenty fine gift,” you said, not turning around. “I like them just fine, or else I wouldn’t have opened this shop. However,” you stopped for a moment to think, tapping your bottom lip thoughtfully. “I suppose a snack would work, too. I’m quite hungry.”
“Of course, my love,” he chuckled. “I’ll go to the mark down the block to get you something to make up for my lack of a gift, how does that sound?”
“Heavenly,” you replied, and your stomach decided to agree loudly at that moment. You flushed in embarrassment and put your hand over your stomach, glaring at it. Tyki laughed and when you turned around, he reached over the counter to grab your hand and raise it to his lips, pressing a quick kiss to it.
“I’ll be back before you know it. Do try not to wither away while I’m gone, okay?” You laughed and waved as he left. You pressed your hand to your chest and smiled fondly, watching him through the window as he disappeared from your view.
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