#and q!Bad shut his ass down REAL QUICK.

[petrichormore]

I fucking love the EN QSMP Updates account because like

The way you don’t even need to watch the clips to understand what happened here. The way the statements are phrased. The way they’re one after the other. It’s beautiful. A story about fucking around and finding out - told in three parts.

[glystenangel]

Bathroom Rendezvous

Himbo!Yuji x Confident&Afab!Reader (Modern AU) Oneshot

summary: yuji runs into his longtime crush at a halloween party, and he finds out you like him back

tags/warnings: 18+ MDNI, everyone in this is aged up obvs, treating wounds trope, blowjob (m receiving), raw and penetrative seggs in a bathroom that isnt yours, like alot of fucking, small mentions of blood, makin outtt, yuji being shy and obsessively horny, from HIS POV for ur pleasure, dirty talk (lots of praise), some begging, confessions, straight up smut with v little plot - a dash if you will

~3.7k words

thanks for reading and enjoy<3

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Yuji had been too rough.

Thanks to his carelessness, his knee is scraped and covered in dirt from the backyard. It had been a momentary lapse in judgment, with him thinking that he could wrestle Megumi’s giant dogs without any problems. Honestly, it was on him for opting for a firefighter costume that was essentially neon striped boxers, matching suspenders, and a red plastic shell hat.

“Dude, I told you.” Megumi holds back his dogs, clasping his hands in front of their fluffy chests as Yuji dusts himself off with a laugh. It’s a pretty comical sight, with Megumi in grim reaper attire and his two canines sporting respective bumblebee and ladybug costumes.

“It’s cool. We had fun, didn’t we?” Yuji pats each dog’s head, and they happily pant in return.

Megumi rolls his eyes, and Yuji snickers before jogging back to Nobara's house.

He calls over his shoulder, “I’m gonna go check the bathroom for a band aid.”

Megumi hardly hears him as he fails to chastise his dogs, shaking his head while they obliviously lick their disapproving owner’s face.

Yuji slides the glass door behind him, saying a cheerful hi! when he passes Nobara and Maki as they dance past him and into the living room. He tuts to himself as he goes down the hall, glancing down at his wound every few steps. He finds the bathroom shortly, and pumps his fist when there’s no line and he can easily turn the bronze knob. 

“Hey!”

Shit.

He sees you, poised in front of the mirror with a lip gloss wand and bracing a hand against the sink edge. You look adorable in your fairy costume, with glitter sparkling on your dress and iridescent wings hanging off of your back. Shoulder straps keep them hoisted up, and they accentuate the enticing curve of your tits as shimmery fabric spreads across them. Your back is arched and the cute shape of your ass pokes out as you tiptoe closer to get a good view of yourself in the mirror.

He feels stupid catching his own face in the mirror, standing in the open doorway with a stunned expression on his face. The only word for it is dumbstruck. He’s all wide copper eyes and parted lips, and his rosy colored eyebrows are slightly raised in surprise. The hat he was wearing had slipped behind his head, hanging between his shoulders by the thin elastic of the costume piece. 

“Shit, my bad. Sorry.” He quickly says, embarrassment tensing his neck.

Before he can take a step back, he’s greeted by the amused tinkling of your laughter.

“Oh, it’s just you! It’s cool, come on in Yuji. I’m just touching up my makeup.”

It’s just you? Your exclamation instantly worries him, what did you mean by that? 

“You sure?” He asks, cracking the door open an inch wider.

At the same time, the bass from the music blasts into the hallway, and you tilt your head in confusion.

“Close the door! I can’t hear you!” You call out, and Yuji shuts the door behind him, the cool wood brushing against the back of his fingers.

“I just need to wash my leg real quick. Megumi’s dogs got me pretty good.” He says apologetically, gesturing to the faucet.

You whip your head back at him from the news, snapping your tube of lip gloss shut.

“Oh my god, what? Here, let me help. Nobara’s got a first aid kit in here somewhere.” You open the mirror to reveal the medicine cabinet behind it, rummaging through the content. 

Pill bottles and q-tips are scattered along the shelves, clicking against each other as you rearrange everything in your search. Yuji hardly notices the noise, only staring at the hem of your dress riding up your thighs. They dig a line into the tender flesh, and he wants so badly to know what they would look like bruised with his fingertips instead.

“Alright, here we go.” Yuji attempts to look mildly interested in the small red plus signed box you bring over. He already forgot what he was here for. 

“Go ahead and clean your leg, I can patch you up after.”

Oh, right.

Yuji does as told, taking off his hat and setting it on the edge of the sink. Soon, you’re staring at his shin to examine the damage. Squinting as you stand, you click open the plastic to check for any applicable cure, and then you do the unthinkable.

You kneel down in front of him.

Yuji’s mind is racing.

“Is it okay if I touch you?” Your hands float over the bloodied skin, and he can feel the warmth of your breath ghosting over his knee.

“Y-yeah.” He nods, mentally beating himself up for stuttering.

Of course, you pretend you don’t notice, giving him an angelic smile instead of teasing him for it. You were always so nice to him. He knew he was a bit of an idiot sometimes, but he honestly just liked being enthusiastic about what life had to offer him and making sure his loved ones were smiling. He liked himself enough to have a good amount of confidence, and working out helped, but whenever you were around he couldn’t help but lose his cool. You were everything he ever liked about the world, so supportive in your kind acts and prettier than anything he’d ever laid eyes on. You were funny as hell too, exchanging jokes with him until you were both tearing up. Honestly, Yuji just held a natural affinity for you. He liked you happy, sad, angry, imperfect. It didn’t matter, you were still what his heart wanted until it stopped beating. He took any chance he could to talk to you and watch your eyes light up, although he never had quite the guts to invite you out on a date.  

Now, you were literally on your knees in front of him, and he had fucking stuttered.

Get it together man. He chides, drifting his gaze from your shiny lips to your eyes. They appear a bit bigger staring up at him like that, and he feels his jaw tense when he rotates it in thought. 

“This might hurt a little, okay?” The concerned intonation nearly makes him laugh. You really have no idea how much he does not care. He would let you do anything you wanted to him.

“Okay.” Yuji says, trusting you completely.

“Hold still.”

You cautiously dab at the wound with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, and he grits his teeth at the sting. However slight the motion is, you seem to detect it.

“You really need to be more careful.” You tsk, a small pout on your lips as you place a hand on the back of his knee to steady him. The space between your eyebrows becomes scrunched as you concentrate on the task at hand, and the bathroom is so quiet it gives Yuji far too little stimuli to distract him. Even the music from the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the house isn’t anything more than a whisper.

Yuji can’t even reply, he’s fighting to not think dirty thoughts about you as your nails graze the skin of his leg. Any time you make some reassuring comment about his scrape, he just nods and hollowly agrees with you. He’s afraid to say anymore, saliva keeps flooding his tongue with want, and he can sense hot blood rushing down his body any time you grip his leg a bit tighter.

With a flourish, you peel off the waxy paper of a band aid and secure it to his cut.

“Okay, done!” You look up at him again, and the beam on your face tempts him into desiring unspeakable things. 

Things that would wipe that adorable expression off of your face, leave you trembling, and streaked with tears.

Fuck. Fuck. You were too pretty and being so lovely to him, he was going crazy. He likes you so much that this perfectly normal situation is killing him inside.

“Oh, almost forgot!” You intake a gasp, and he takes a break from his shameful thoughts to dumbly look at you.

“What?”

To his surprise, you bend down further and kiss the band aid you had just placed onto his skin. His cheeks immediately flame, and he clasps his hands over his front to subtly push down his growing boner. 

Yuji doesn’t have time to fix his face before you sit back on your haunches and peer up at him again.

Embarrassment tinges your features, and you pat the bandaid again with your fingertips.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. That’s what my parents used to do and it became a habit of mine too.”

“No! No, that’s totally fine. I just-” Yuji rakes a stressful hand through his hair, and then a heavy sigh escapes him as he searches your face.

“You’re just- Fuck, it’s…you’re just so pretty I don’t know what to do.”

The admission widens your eyes, and the air thickens between you.

“Then…” You begin, raising yourself on your knees again and prying Yuji’s hands apart.

The head of his cock presses against the cheap fabric of his costume, and he bites his lip at your eyelashes fluttering at the sight. Your breaths are light, skating over the thin barrier between you and the leaking tip of his dick. 

Just when he thinks he can’t take it anymore, your eyes demurely find his, “Mind if I take care of this too?”

Oh, yes.

“Could you?” He tilts his head, slowly finding his confidence again now that he knows you want him too.

He plays with some of your hair in his fingers, and when you close your eyes to savor the feeling he can’t wait to grip fistfuls of it. 

“Of course.” You say, the confirmation gliding over your lips.

Your eyes are still closed, and you tell him again, more softly this time as his thumb drags over your bottom lip.

“Of course.”

Yuji takes in a shallow breath, and he cups your face in his hands as you pleadingly paw at the back of his pants. Your chin is now grazing the tented material of his pants and your eyes are fixated on his. They’re filled with more need than he imagined they would be, and he can feel the spit traveling down your throat when you gulp at his hands on your cheeks. 

“Go ahead.”  He encourages, shrugging his suspenders off of his shoulders, “I want you to.”

You straighten up, tentative hands roaming around his waistband before tugging it down the middle. His costume pools at his ankles, and his cock slaps against his lower abs after being released.

His balls are nestled in coarse, pink hair, and the head of his cock is dark mauve and swollen with want. The rest of his length is a beige shade and twitching all the way up to the tip, where his slit is already oozing with pearlescent drops of slick precum. They dribble down and rest where the head of his cock flares out. He might cum just from taking in the hungry way you’re staring at his hardness.

“Oh, you’re pretty too.” You boldly yet carefully fist his cock with a breathless laugh, the veiny length throbbing against your palm. 

The action elicits shivers in Yuji, and he hopes you do more than touch him. You shift in your seat, getting comfortable and unfurling your tongue. Yuji likes the wet, flat shape of it, and he braces himself as the ridges slide between your fingers before you bring his cock up to your mouth.

You swirl your thumb over the leaking hole on the top, and then bend your head down to have your tongue follow its path, eventually licking a strip down and back up to the tip. Yuji gets goosebumps all along his arms, and his hands find the back of your head automatically as you tease him with the tip of your tongue.

On your second trip down the girth, you lap at his balls before sucking the sensitive skin over one of them into your mouth. You fondle it with your tongue, making soft sounds and then squishing it flat against your tongue and dragging it all the way back to where his precum is beginning to lewdly drip onto the floor. You’re so fucking patient, and Yuji has to fight the urge to cum right away when you languidly go over the veins of his cock over and over again. 

He has to crouch down a bit to retain any sanity he has left, and you smear your hand over the sopping tip of his cock. The rough motion forces him to wince, and you lubricate his length by twisting your slickened hand around his erection.

“Let me put it in.” He groans, pushing his hips closer to your mouth.

You kiss the tip when it accidentally bumps against the corner of your smile, and Yuji thinks he’s really going to cum when it creates a tiny, glistening thread between his cock and your cupid’s bow.

“You want it that bad?” You lick your lips to catch the translucent string, pumping him faster with both hands and sticking your tongue out to catch stray drops of his excitement. 

They land on your tongue, dotting it with just barely visible splatters of creaminess. 

“Y-yes. God, yes.” He bucks his hips erratically, letting just the tip of his cock prod at the textured surface of your tongue.

He knows he’s being needy, but he can’t help it. Nothing in his brain seems to be functioning properly, he just wants his dick fucking into your wide open mouth. He wants to stuff your throat and ensure that by the time he spurts cum into your stomach that your neatly drawn on makeup is utterly ruined.

You hum out a content sound, and then, you swallow him whole.

He can’t even fucking see for a moment, blinding pleasure flooding his body and centering where his dick is halfway down your neck. A loud curse must have let him, because his voice comes out raspy the next time he tries to talk.

“Oh my god. You are- Fucking amazing. So, so good.” He gathers your hair in his hand, and he ruts into you with wanton grunts.

“Right here is the best. It’s fucking incredible.” He facefucks you deeper, enjoying the rush of heady adrenaline that washes over him the deeper he gets, “Nice and tight. Mm.”

Obviously, you can’t say anything back, but you bob your head with clear devotion at his words and the way he shoves your head all the way down to his balls. You leave nail marks along his thighs, mascara and saline forming desperate lines down your face. He throws his head back, trying not to scream and let the other partygoers in on your dirty acts.

“Fuck. It’s so good. You’re so good. I’m gonna cum soon. Ugh.” A drawn out whine leaves him, and you maintain your pace so well that his eyes roll back from the effort it takes not to cum every instant. He wants to save a lot of cum for you, you deserve at least a mouthful.

You bounce on your knees and emit cries muffled by his cock. You’re synced to each other at this point, every shaky grab of your hands on his hips or thighs matching his own behind your ears.

“You want my cum already? Come on, open. Open, open.” He shudders as his body is wracked with satisfaction, and white sears across his vision once he reels his hips back and unloads his mess of cum onto your raw tongue. Every thud of his orgasm is followed by a dribble of cum, and you gratefully gorge yourself on the sloppy trickles of cream.

Yuji watches you as he catches his breath, caressing the sides of your face as you suck at the remaining puddles of white he left on your tongue.

“I love how you taste.” You whisper, and before you can swallow the last of his cum, he puts his hand around your neck and pins you to the bathroom floor.

“Can I-?” He begins, hand hovering over the hem of your dress, but you’re nodding enthusiastically before he can even finish his question.

So, he isn’t even sorry when he pushes your dress up to your stomach and quickly flings your underwear somewhere in the bathroom.

“Sorry. I just- Is this okay?” He’s able to pause for a second, and you prop yourself up on your elbows to observe that his cock is achingly hard again. Yuji sinks his teeth into his lip as it swings over your drenched entrance, and he doesn’t waste a second when you give him an eager yes.

Your hips collide with his as he thrusts himself deep, deep inside of you. The squelch of your cunt brings him to moan, and he becomes obsessed with the repetitive sound of it when he starts mercilessly fucking into you.

“Fuck. Fuck.” He’s certain that he’s going to cum in half a second.

“Yuji!” You squeal, “M-my pussy! Oh!” 

“That’s right. I’m fucking your pussy.” He growls in your ear, not stopping the consistent rhythm he pounds into your core.

Before you can scream, he kisses you, making you mewl into his mouth as he tastes the film of his leftover cum in your mouth.

“I wanna cum. Wanna cum. Now. Please, Yuji. Please.” You beg between strokes of his lips and tongue.

“I got you. Hold on.” He closes the distance between you even more aggressively, splashing your mutual precum between your bodies.

“Yuji, fuck!” You keep your eyes on the squish of his balls as they slam against the bottom of your folds, your eyelashes fluttering every time Yuji grinds forcefully into your guts. He can vaguely notice your clit sweeping against his front, and he lowers a hand to smother it with the pads of his fingers.

The pinching and rubbing of his fingertips causes you to become even wetter, and Yuji wants to help you feel this good every goddamn night. 

“You like that? Gonna cum now? Should I go faster?” He questions against your lips, nudging his nose against your cheek as he meets your watery gaze with his bronzy one.

“Mhm. Mhm!” You can’t even muster distinct words, and that makes Yuji even more keen on making you cum.

“Yeah? I’m gonna cum in your pussy. Want my cum in your pussy and your throat. Does that sound good?”

Seeing the whites of your eyes and feeling your pussy clamp harder around him is his only answer. Nonsense rolls off your tongue, and Yuji doesn’t think he could be anymore in love with you.

“I wanna cum with you.” He confesses, pumping himself through the sticky neediness of your walls.

Your lip begins quivering, and your back is arched off of the floor tiles as he plunges his cock in and out. Breaths only puff out from your lips when his hips stutter. Even so, Yuji doesn’t remove his hand from the lusty nub of your clit until you coat his cock with your climax and his own cum is spilling out of your thoroughly fucked pussy.

Mindless kisses from you line Yuji’s lips, and he drinks each one in as if they are sweeter than water. 

“There you go.” The low register of his voice is soothing, but hoarse.

He slows, picking you up and settling you in his lap so that you’re off of the ground.

“Yuji.” You fondly cross your arms behind his neck, peppering the side of his jaw and neck with gentle kisses.

“Hi.” He beams, chuckling at your affection.

Yuji holds you close, encircling your waist and kissing you back.

“Everyone’s gonna know we just had sex.” You point out, and he rocks you side to side with a shrug.

“You started it, so I don’t know if you can be mad about that.”

When your mouth drops open, Yuji laughs, “Kidding, here I’ll help you clean up.”

He helps you the best he can, and by the time you’re both mostly presentable again, he just wants to bend you over and have you slobbering over his dick again.

“Okay, let’s go find everyone.” You fix his hair, and straighten his hat before you turn to grasp the doorknob.

As you crack open the door and peek down the hallway, he snakes his hand around your waist. 

“Or maybe…we can head out early?”

You shut the door haphazardly, pushing him back into the bathroom with a kiss.

“With you? Of course I do.”

Once you rush goodbyes with everyone and use some not at all believed excuse that you need a ride home, Yuji and you are sat side by side in his car to his house.

He has to constantly remind himself to not flit his vision back and forth between you and the road, but you seem to come up with the perfect solution for that.

“Hey, Yuji? Can you pull over for a sec?”

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Yuji ends up fucking you with your hands pressed against the glass of his backseat windows, in his driveway, on his kitchen counter, on his couch, and in his hallway before he finally has you on top of his thighs and filthily riding him into his mattress.

You collapse on his chest after you cum all over the base of his cock, but lift up your head when he thickly swallows and his fingers sink into the plush swell of your ass. 

“I really like you, you know that?” Yuji hopes his words come off as sincerely as they are, “Just wanna see you happy.”

Your simple response has him never wanting to let you go.

“Yuji, you make me happy.” 

The sentiment prompts him to flip you over, and he runs his hazel eyes along your beautiful and bruised form.

“Would one more time be overdoing it?” He wonders aloud, hazily admiring how your nipples perk up against his own.

You draw him nearer, your answer solidifying between his lips.

“No.”

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End Notes:

down bad!! happy halloween 🎃🧚💖

[levi-ships-eruri]

Levi Ackerman NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Levi is a cleanliness freak and after a few moments of holding you and making sure that you are okay, he would get up and change the sheets. Means, you have to get up, too. And while you are up, you should go and take a shower. He will join you there and MAYBE this will lead to a second round. However, he will definitely make sure you are alright, clean, and safe. And tbh, there is no better feeling than going back to bed with Levi and cuddle into the fresh sheets.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Levi is quite confident about his body despite his height. On himself, he especially likes his hands and his long, slender, and calloused fingers. They are quite aestethic and he knows how to use them on you, reaching places inside you that your own fingers cannot reach. However, these hands are also shed in blood. Therefore he loves to see that his hands can also be soft and caring on your body, and bring pleasure instead of death.

On you, Levi is definitely an ass and thigh kind of guy. But his favourite body part of you is your face: eyes, lips, nose, jawline... He loves when you glance over to him from the other side of the room, a little smile on your lips. He loves the blush tinting your cheeks. He loves the soft look in your eyes when you tell him that you love him. He loves to see you let loose when you come on him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Levi HATES to make a mess. So when he comes, he comes inside of you. He also thinks this is quite intimate and therefore likes it (plus, secretly thinking he is marking you. Boy sometimes is insecure). When it comes to oral, he wouldn’t force you to swallow. If you wanna spit it out, he would hand you a tissue. Same if something drips out of your mouth because sometimes he comes A LOT.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Levi is pretty vocal about sex and wouldn’t hide something from you, not even the awkward first-time-stories. But there is one thing he is shy talking about... he is not one to share his partner. EXCEPT for the two persons he trusts the most: Hanji and Erwin. Levi caught himself thinking about a threesome with his partner and one of them (or...a foursome...no too much trouble), but he would not dare to bring it up. He would be super embarassed if Erwin turned down the idea and he wouldn’t want Hanji to tell everybody or to brag about it (they would do this, let’s be honest).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Levi is over 30 years old, so he had gathered some experience. He started in the underworld, not necessarily because of need, but because he thinks it is something he is...supposed to do? Something that was normal for people to do? Later he also had sex when he needed to release some anger, and only later started to really enjoy it and to think about what techniques would please his partner. So, when the two of you start having sex, this guy knows what he does and is willing to learn everything about you and your preferations.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy: He loves to push you down, a hand between your shoulders, your ass up in the air, pounding into you.

Missonary: Levi is a broken man and he loves to hold you close to him and bury his face into the crock of your neck.

Sitting: Both of you sitting, your legs wrapped around him, bodies closely pressed together, hand and lips everywhere they can reach. It is the most intimate position for the really emotional times.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Levi is pretty serious in the bedroom, but he will make cocky remarks and smile a lot (sometimes also cocky, sometimes soft). Sometimes you will break out laughing because he cannot shut his shitmouth and will say something downright ridiculous.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

His hair down there is dark as well and neatly groomed, maybe even completely shaved. He is aware that bodyhair does not have anything to do with bad hygene, but he just feels better shaved or groomed. Levi’s body hair (and facial hair) also takes a lot of time to grow due to his time in the underground, but in this case it is rather beneficial for him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Levi is super intimate. Not necessarily overly romantic, but intimate. This is something between you and him, something special. So unless it is a quicky during stressful times, he will take his time and make sure that both of you feel good and loved. Often having sex with him is the closest you ever feel to him because Levi can show his affection better by acts than by words. Afterwards you sometimes have the deepest conversations.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Levi’s sex drive is not the highest and he has no problem with not jerking off for a while. When he feels the need to do it, he will do it during his super effective shower sessions because this way it wouldn’t make a mess. 

However, when he is in a relationship, his longing gets stronger. If he cannot see you for some time or if the two of you just cannot find any time for the do, he will have a frustrating jack-off session, which only causes his need for you to grow.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Captain Kink: Levi likes to take the dominant part. He likes to hear you call him Heichou in bed, but not too often (he loves his name from your lips even more).

Bondage: Levi loves to tie you up and make you squirm beneath him. Orgasm denial is not a real kink of him, BUT he will do it all the time when you are tied up. When he gives you oral in this state, you can be sure it will take at least AN HOUR before he lets you cum.

Stockings: Since he is a leg guy, he enjoys seeing you wearing stockings. And he wouldn’t admit, but seeing you taking on your boots and gear the next morning is a huge turn on for him. He cannot wait to take them off again in th evening.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bed or the floor of his room, where he has control over the mess the two of you make.

His desk. It will make much more of a mess and will make a chaos out of his paperwork, but he is a sucker for the view of you sprawled out on his desk.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Levi is actually pretty hard to seduce, which makes flirting with him really hard. He notices the flirting, of course, but is good at ignoring it. As already mentioned, he gets pretty turned on when you get dressed into your boots and gear.

Whenyou spend the day apart from eachother,  glancing at each other from a distance, waiting for the night to finally come.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degrading: Apart from public belief, Levi would NEVER degrade you because he hates being degraded so much. His whole life has been a pain so far, so why should he take this into the bedroom, where he just wants to show his partner his love?

He would also not hurt you. Maybe a few spanks or some very light choking and hair pulling, but he would never ever hurt you in any way. Same reason as above.

Don’t. Call. Him. Daddy. He thinks this is super weird. Just stay with his name or Heichou/Captain.

Anything including piss or feces. Just no.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Levi highly enjoys receiving oral, especially when he is sitting and you on your knees in fron of him. When you blow him, he will finally let loose and you can see his face slightly being tinted red, eyes closed, lips a little apart. His hand will be in your hair all the time and towards the end he cannot hold back and will thrust into your mouth once or twice. His low grunts get a little more high pitched when you run your tongue around his tip.

But Levi is also pretty talented in giving. As mentioned before, he likes to tease you with his mouth, loving the feeling of you squirming beneath him. Be prepared for a lot of edging, cause that little gremlin is a sucker for your desperate moans.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Levi is a little more on the rougher side. His thrusts are deep and strong, his pace rather “average” at the start, but he gets faster in the course of the act. If the two of you have some time, he will vary his rhythm, from slow and sensual to fast and strong, and back again. Quickies will be, as the name suggest, as quick as possible.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh, talking about quickies: If you are in a relationship with Levi or anything like this, quickies will happen very often. He is a busy man und you most likely will also be part of the survey corps, so you need to use every little space of time you can get. This often results in steamy sessions in the forest against a tree, or a more private session in his office.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

So, semi public sex, like in the forest, is a thing. But he would always make sure to not get caught, especially not by some cadets.

Apart from that, he is pretty open in bed. Tell him what you would like to try and he will most likely agree, as long as it is nothing from his no go list. If he picks up something new (thanks to Hanji most probably) he will also not shy away from bringing it up and ask you about it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Oh boi, we are talking about Levi. When the two of you have a whole night, you have to be the one to stop him at some point - for your own sake. Levi can go for several rounds, even the whole night and this can easily be too much for someone without special power.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

So let’s imagine a more modern setting, because I think there are no sex toys in our common sense on Paradise Island. In a modern world, Levi would definitely get and try out some sex toys, especially vibrators which he could use on his partner. He would also be a little curious to try them out on himself, but he rather uses them for teasing you. He would have like 2 or 3 items, not too much, not too fancy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Ohhh, be prepared for a lot of teasing. Levi enjoys to have a little power over you and your pleasure, and he will make use of it. He is especially unfair when it comes to oral, holding your hips in place while he is taking is sweet time to pleasure you. It drives you mad and this man has a lot of patience.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Levi is not really loud, but his soft little grunts and moans are like music. He only gets a little louder when you tease him while giving him head, but he will also scold you for it. That shitmouth. Otherwise, you will hear him whisper “fuck” and “shit” while he is pounding into you and coming close to his climax.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Levi is quite curious when it comes to new techniques. Soon after joining the squad, he  discovers that Hanji has quite an interesting collection of books with...a lot of explanations and images. So one day, he asks them to borrow some of these books to study them. But before, he threatens Hanji with death if they tell anyone.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Have you seen Levi’s season 4 arts? This man is packed, damn. Errected I would say he is between 7′0 and 8′0. So Levi’s dick is pretty average in girth, but long. He knows how to use it as good as he uses his swords.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Levi’s sex drive is pretty low, since he is not a horny teen anymore. Of course, he feels the need from time to time, but he can pretty good control himself. When he is in a relationship, however, his sex drive will grow a lot, since it is one of the ways of showing you how much he loves you. If the two of you have time, you will easily have sex 3 or 4 times a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Levi only sleeps 3 hours per night, and this will not change after sex. He often holds you until you are asleep and gets up afterwards, to either sleep at his desk or do some paperworks. He will, however, make sure to be back in bed when you wake up.

[h2bakugou]

close ur eyes and imagine for a moment if bakugou got hit with a personality type quirk and he's suddenly super nice to everyone like his prototype <3 oh to have him be soft just once

a/n: omg NJFSJFHSJ please? i love this sm okay yes soft bakugou i am such a sucker for soft bakugou.

headcanon: them getting hit with a personality quirk

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing, one mention of tongue kissing

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katsuki bakugou

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With a groan, Bakugou’s eyes shoot open. He’s on an infirmary bed back at U.A.

well this is bad

Looking around he spots you, laying with your head on his bed, totally knocked out, sleeping soundly. Just how long had he been here?

“Hey.” Bakugou immediately wants to shut his mouth. That didn’t sound very harsh at all.

You lift your head and smile, thankful to see him awake.

“Hey, sleeping beauty.” You tease. You notice Bakugou’s cheeks burn a bright red. He quickly looks away, trying to figure out why he was so flustered. You’d just spoke to him.

You were dating, why was he acting like this.

“You got hit with a personality quick, we’re not sure when the effect wear off, but you’re stuck with me until then.” You lay your hand in his.

Bakugou feels like he’s got a stupid crush on you all over again. Only this time he feels too shy to act on his instincts. The once loud and abrasive Bakugou was now acting more shy and skittish. He felt awkward. But he was happy.

“I’ve got some snack back at my dorm, let’s go it’s too cold here.” You complain, tugging your boyfriend out of the infirmary bed. 

Bakugou is smiling. Everyone sees it as you enter the dorms, his arm over your shoulder as you help him up the stairs to your room. 

Everyone is just silently observing as he waves to Kaminari who now has blackmail material.

“Did he just wave?”

“At Kaminari?”

“Hey what’s wrong with me!?”

Sitting down on your bed, Bakugou can’t help but smile at you. It was a real genuine smile, one that inner Bakugou was already screaming at. Inner Bakugou was still just as loud and angry, but at least he was with you. Although he did wave at Kaminari.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this smile-y.” You sit down beside him and allow him to lay his head in your lap. Bakugou just stares up at you, his eyes closed as his lips cement upward in a smile.

“I’m just happy. To be with you.” Bakugou comments. Even his voice had changed ever so slightly. It was still very much Bakugou underneath, down to the way he held your hand, but there was somethin so innocent about him being nice.

“Can I hold you?” Bakugou opens his eyes as he asks. You’re taken aback by the question.

“Why’d you ask usually you just-” You stop and sigh, nodding. Bakugou sits up and moves to a comfortable position, allowing you to sink into his arms, laying against his chest as he sits propped up against the wall on your bed.

“I love you.” Bakugou whispers. You lean up and kiss his lips, noting how soft he is when he kisses you back. He’s not eager to start some competition with his tongue, or even to bite your bottom lip. He’s almost scared to hurt you.

His hands move to rest on your hips, delicately holding you as if you were made of glass. No more bruised hips from his fingers digging into your skin, not that you minded.

When you pull away, Bakugou pouts. You giggle and lean in, pressing one more kiss to his lips to satisfy him.

The next day, he trains with Deku, no problems. 

He even calls him bro.

Kirishima and Kaminari are able to have a pretty solid video game tournament without losing three brand new controllers to Bakugou’s explosions.

He holds a steady conversation with Todoroki.

And when the day is said in done, he lays in your arms while you watch cheesy romance movies.

And right when you go to move, he yanks you back into his lap.

“Huh? I thought you were-”

“Asleep. Yeah Asleep my ass.” 

“Welcome back, Bakugou.” You kiss the tip of his nose and smile.

“Oh you are all going to-”

“I know I know, just let’s sleep for now or I might call that villain back.”

“I-”

“Kidding. You know I love you just like this.” You hug your boyfriend tightly, kissing his forehead as he lays down beside you. Bakugou smiles to himself as he nuzzles into your chest.

“I can feel you smiling.” 

“Shut up.”

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masterlist

[pufflocks]

S.I.F = Aran Ojiro x POC!M!Reader

Walking & Volleyball

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Summary: believe Aran, when in a relationship, would have separation anxiety. He hates when his partner is not with him when needed are wanted. It's not like he would break down or anything, but he likes it when your close. Same building as him, same radiance etc. So I will be showing that a bit. Enjoy. 💛

Warning: Tooth rot fluff • The Miya twins • proof read

Cast: POC!M!Reader x Aran Ojiro

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Bag ? Check. Phone ? Check. Boyfriend ? Fuck.

"Aran ! Come on, you gonna make us late to practice." You shouted. Your boyfriend was currently trying to look his best, quote unquote, to finally establish your guys' relationship to the team.

While you on the other hand was more excited to finally go back outside since you stayed in on the weekend. His anxiety was a little bad since he had no parents home and was quite frankly bored.

Footsteps could be heard as he marched down the stairs with his phone and bag in each hand.

You looked closer to see a smudge under his eye. "What ? Something on my face ?" He asked. Totally put on your eyeliner, but no time for Q and A.

"Let's go. I'm not trying to be late, AGAIN." That said as you both made your way to school, which you would usually be early if a certain slow ass didn't sleep in. No more stay ins with Aran Ojiro, you thought.

Finally making it 15 minutes later you both were greeted by the Miya twins. Aran left to go put his things away after dapping up Osamu. Hecwould ask you to come with him, but pushed the urge down.

Meanwhile, Atsumu was busy on your head about how you guys were usually early.

"We could have been, but dude wanted to be slow this morning. If we were later, I would easily dump him." You wouldn't as you picked out your hair. { if you have an afro via, your hair out. }

Atsumu doubled over laughing boisterously as his voice echoed. Wait.

Dump ? Atsumu thought.

Two of his bestfriends were dating ? When did this shit happen, he thought again.

"Dump ? You two dating ??" Osamu added in eyeing you down. Not even gonna front, he was kinda let down Aran got to even be that close with you first. But all in all he was majority shocked.

You hummed in agreement to his question as you walked yourself out of the situation to the lockers. It wasn't like you meant to snitch on yourself obviously. But you knew one of them was gonna say something to one of the other team members.

"Almost done. You should get changed too, bae." Aran said, tying his shoelaces.

"The twins know now." You said. You snatched off your shirt pulling on your Jersey over your toned skin.

"'Aight. If they be quiet and don't judge, then I don't care for real." He shrugged giving you a quick kiss on your bicep. His lips are soft, you thought.

"That's what I was thinking. And I know they won't 'cuz I saw Osamu fapping it to a p star, the other day before the weekend." Aran's eyes nearly popped out of his eye sockets as you let out a loud laugh.

"Nah, say sike. He did it in the lockers ?" He asked and you nodded trying to contain your next canned laughter.

You both were giggling like idiots until you heard the whistle blow from the coach. Both of you quickly made work to the door nearly leeping over the other to not be late, again.

After telling the team you both were dating many snarky remarks came from Atsumu, his brother shutting him up.

Kita simply giving you both a thumbs up. Saying you both were still welcome and noth would change on the team.

Suna looked out of it as usual, but he could care less if the only two black guys on the team were dating. { That's how I would picture it and I'm laughing, and no he not racist. 💀 }

Aside from the minimal judgement and tardiness, you went home with an engraved smile on your face. Holding the hand of your profound lover as he swung your hand while on the phone.

The sun setting making both of your skin tones look absolutely perfect and elegant. "Today was nice." You sighed. He squeezed your hand in silent response. Don't think he didn't catch your toothy smile from the corner of his eye, because he did.

"Glad it was alright. I'm feeling good myself." He hummed. The only thing that would suddenly sadden you both was him dropping you off. You weren't far from eachother, but it was a sad routine.

"We can sleep on the phone, bae, stop looking sad." You quietly chuckled squeezing his hand harder than he did.

But that's not what he wanted. "But-"

Before he could finish you stopped and wrapped your arms around his neck. Looking deep in his dark black-ish brown eyes.

Just standing there. Standing there in silence as the sun set. Standing there breathing the cool air around you both. Feeling content with each natural sound.

"We will see each other tomorrow. Trust me. We have been for a long while now." You kissed his forehead as he settled into your touch.

He was such a big baby. No, not even a baby. More like an anxious child with-

"We can get over your separation anxiety together. But now I'm tired. Drop me off and I'll call when I'm in bed."

He nodded and sighed in defeat.

The sun finally set. A dark blue covering the sky.

He dropped you off, trying not to cling too long hugging your upper torso like a lifeline.

Later, like promised, you dialed him and slept on the phone while you almost instantly heard light deep snores on the other end. After speaking about nothing for half an hour of course and how you noticed he wore eyeliner. He has the worst defense to that situation.

Nothing new. . .

[jenomark]

A-Z Analysis of Jungwoo

💚 Smut

💚 18+

💚 This is only fantasy

A ⇥ Aftercare

  The minute he nuts, he’s done with sex. He’s ready to put his clothes back on and eat some good food. He’s the type to enjoy a nice conversation afterwards. He wants to know that you feel the same way he does. Being with you outside of the bedroom is his way of processing his emotions. If he spends too much time in the place where you fucked, he’ll start overthinking things. For him, life goes on.

B ⇥ Body Part

  On him, his favorite body part is his cock. He would never ever say that to anyone else but you. He knows what he has. He also thinks his body line is handsome. On you, he’s definitely into titties of all sizes. There is something about large breasts that make him feel shy and excited.

C ⇥ Cum

  He takes awhile to come. He can last a long time. You’d think he would spill easily, but he’s used to denying himself pleasure. His cum can shoot really far when he’s too pent up. He has no comments about your cum, but he thinks it’s super hot if your panties are soaked. He’ll check, too.

D ⇥ Dirty Secret

  His dirtiest secret is that he loves feet. It’s not always sexual, but he definitely wouldn’t mind a foot job here and there. He just wants to pamper you, and he thinks about kissing your toes more often than he wants to.

E ⇥ Experience

  He’s had no sexual experience. He has experience with women because they’re drawn to him, but no one has been more than a friend. For him, sex can wait until he’s ready. There is no rush, and he realizes that not having sex doesn’t define you. 

F ⇥ Favorite position

  His favorite position is being flat on his back. He likes when you ride his big body, aggressively. If you're on top of him and he’s inside of you, support yourself with your arms, bring your legs out and put your feet in his face, and he might make an exception and come quickly.

G⇥  Goofy

  He laughs when he’s nervous. He’ll laugh if you switch positions, but it takes zero effort for him to get back into the zone. He’s always happy and smiling, rarely serious. He can get a little daydream-y.

H ⇥ Hair

  He trims his body hair as much as he can. For the first time he’s having sex with someone, he’ll do it. The only way he won’t is if you bring up what you prefer. On you, he doesn’t have much of a preference. He loves a smooth leg, though.

I ⇥ Intimacy

  He’s not that romantic. His sentimental words are the most romantic aspect about him. He always cares. “Do you like this?” “Am I good?” “I really like you.” There are moments when he’s having sex that he’ll have to speak to break the silence.

   J ⇥ Jack Off

  He denies himself pleasure a lot. He can go a long time without masturbating. It kills him to wait, but he also really enjoys the release. Is the type to get horny if someone so much as brushes against his crotch area. He enjoys fingering you and playing with your clit. The clit fascinates him. He’s so weird that he might actually start talking to it.

K ⇥ Kink

  His biggest kink really is foot jobs. If you lube up your foot and jerk him off with both feet, he’s in heaven. Tie his hands so he can’t touch you and he’s a goner. He also dreams of fucking your tits, small or big.

L ⇥ Location

  He prefers having sex in the comfort of his own home. Yours makes him feel weird, so his bed is the best place. Is down for fucking on the couch after eating dinner, both of you barely able to make it before you’re ripping off each other’s clothes.

M ⇥ Motivation

  It doesn’t take much to turn him on. He’s very visual. He loves the swell of breasts, loves the way they jiggle. Cleavage leaves him enamored. A gentle hand on his arm makes his hair stand on end. He’s turned on by open-toed shoes and seeing your legs out.

N ⇥ No

  He’s turned off by extreme public displays of affection. He’s a private person. Pushing him too much outside of his comfort zone is a real boner killer. He’s not that into bodily fluid play.

O ⇥ Oral

  Sucking his dick means getting to hear his little whines. He’s very vocal. If you make eye contact with him while you’re licking him, he’ll be so happy. He likes going down on you, but he’s afraid to touch you roughly, so you’ll end up grabbing his head and burying his face in there.

P ⇥ Pace

  Has an average pace. Can’t move slow because he wants more and more. Can’t move too fast or he feels like he’s missing the moment. He’ll eventually find the right tempo and position to make everyone feel good.

Q ⇥ Quickie

  He needs everything pre-planned. Quickies make him nervous. The only thing you’ll be able to get away with is a quick hand job.

R ⇥ Risk

  Isn’t that risky of a person. He considers being intimate with someone a risk, in general. He’s someone who puts his feelings on the line every time he has sex. 

S ⇥ Stamina

  Has good stamina. He’s not going to give up. He likes holding out. He likes finishing the job. There would be times when he’s way more eager to do things to you rather than you do them to him.

T ⇥ Toy

  Toys are in interesting prospect. He’s into handcuffs. He’s into simple things. He would be the type to be shy about it, but he would eventually ask you to slip something in his ass.

U ⇥ Unfair  

No, he doesn’t like teasing. It makes him feel bad. 

V ⇥ Volume

  He’s loud and whiny. His face has a lot of expression. He tries biting his lips to stifle moans but it doesn’t work.

W ⇥ Wild Card

  He’ll be acting so cute, so you’ll have to rid your mouth of the sickly sweet taste. You’ll kiss him to shut him up. He’ll look like he’s in a daze, like he’s been caught with his pants down. You’ll sit on his body naked, your wetness on his tummy. His hands are wherever they want to be, feeling your warmth and softness. He wants you, you can see it in his eyes. You slide yourself over his long cock, the length of him making your insides ache. You want him there, pounding all of him as you ride him. “You’re unusually quiet,” he’ll say. You don’t answer, just lean down so your breasts are pressed against his chest. He’s hard in a moments time. You rub yourself over him, your nipples against his, and his hands working their way up your thighs. “I’m tired of talking.” you’ll say. Jungwoo, with his mouth gaping open, will get a fistful of your fingers. You’ll fuck his mouth with them before sinking down onto his cock and mimicking the motion. You readjust yourself so that he can see your feet, just out of his reach.

X ⇥ X-Ray

  He’s a little bigger than average, but he’s not a shower. He doesn’t have a lot of pubic hair either.

Y ⇥ Yearning

  His sex drive depends on his mood. It’s more low than high. He doesn’t count on sex as the only thing to keep driving him forward. He enjoys it, but he enjoys being in your company more than anything.

 Z ⇥ ZZZZ

  After he begins to wind down, he can only fall asleep unless you’re with him. He needs to be soothed and loved.

[bisexualcrowley]

SFW Headcannons- Lucifer

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

This fucker is TOUCH STARVED, always wanting to be touching you in some way, whether it be full on bear hugs while cuddled up at night or a simple hand on your forearm when you’re sitting in the library

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Lucifer can the most dramatic, annoying motherfucker ever to grace the earth but he makes it fun. Being friends with Luci means constantly joking around, pulling pranks and really just enjoying yourselves with no limit.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

When you’re sleeping, Lucifer prefers to lay on his back with your body snuggled up on top of him and your head burrowed against his neck, but just for cuddling? Little spoon. Little spoon all the time, he just lives for the feeling of his back pressed against you with your arms tucked around his waist.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Much to your amusement, Lucifer’s an absolute garbage fire when it comes to cooking. The number of times you’ve come back to your motel room after a hunt to find that he’d nearly burnt the building down trying to fix you something to eat is astounding.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If it was just a fling, Lucifer would probably just straight up end things or if he really didn’t care, ghost the person, but if it was a relationship he really cared about he would sit his s/o down to talk it through, kindly explain to them why things have to end.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Once he finds the one, Lucifer absolutely wants to settle down and fully commit to his partner, but isn’t too keen in the idea of marriage for a number of reasons, the most prominent being that he’s practically immortal and the details would just make things complicated

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Once he really truly trusts you, Lucifer lets his softer side show, both acting far less tough than he is around the Winchesters and treating you delicately, afraid that he might mess something up and drive you away

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Lucifer puts on his tough guy exterior when he’s around others, but when he’s alone with you all he wants to do is tuck himself up in your arms and hold you

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Luci’s afraid of it at first, afraid to be rejected and afraid that he’d end up regretting it, but when the time comes when he can’t keep himself from confessing his feelings, you meet him with a kiss and immediately he knows he had nothing to be afraid of

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Lucifer gets jealous FAST, this man cannot stand to see another guy paying too much attention to you, always showing up and sliding an arm around your waist, or pulling you into a kiss that would be more than inappropriate in public to show everyone you’re his

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He loves to kiss you everywhere, but the ones that bring him the most joy are the the times he presses his mouth to yours in a soft, loving kiss that ends before it has the chance to grow more passionate. He always loves every way you kiss him, but when you hop up to give him a peck on the tip of his nose in excitement he can feel his heart swell 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

It’s laughable how clueless he is when it comes to dealing with children. It’s clear that he learned nothing from Nick about how to act around kids, and the few times where he doesn’t avoid them the interaction is painfully awkward, ending with an embarrassed Lucifer and you and the child laughing your asses off.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Cuddles, giggles and soft kisses that almost always turn into Lucifer whining and flashing you his puppy-dog eyes when you try to get out of bed, insisting that he’s more important than whatever it is you have to do that day.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

It’s always a surprise with Lucifer, some nights are spent out bowling or causing whatever mischief comes to his mind, some nights the years alone in the cage get to him and turn him into a horny bastard, pretty obvious what you guys do then. Most nights though, and arguably your favorites are the nights spent in domestic bliss, cuddling in bed while watching a movie or watching Lucifer cheat at board games. The little things, that make you smile.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Lucifer’s time in the cage messed him up more than he cares to admit, and from that he hesitates to flat out share things about himself, preferring to avoid the topics until whatever it is comes out accidentally or you figure it out from fragments of information.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Lucifer has a quick temper, but the rare time that he snaps at you he apologizes right away, never wanting to take his anger out on the one person he cares about.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers the little things that make you smile more than anything else, your favorite flower, favorite snack, favorite movie, anything he can use as a pleasant surprise for you. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Back when he was still hallucifer, there was a day when Dean had let you drive the Impala. It wasn’t a long drive compared to the usual length for you and the brothers, just a couple hours, but you had been thrilled, immediately plugging your playlist into the car and grinning as your favorite song blasted through the speakers. Lucifer remembers Dean groaning, beginning to protest but being cut off as you cut him off with a mocking laugh of “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.” Lucifer had cackled at Dean’s look of annoyance, but his laugh died off when you started singing along with the music. You seemed so happy, happier than he had seen you before in the year he had been with Sam, and the beauty of the situation shocked him. Sam of course was baffled at the sudden silence from beside him, having grown used to Lucifer's constant annoyance and burst into laughter at the look of awe on the devils face, but Lucifer didn’t care, he was focused on you. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Lucifer likes to lay his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat to feel secure. To him, it’s proof that he’s not back in the cage, you’re real, you’re there together and that he’s safe.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He usually doesn’t need to put much effort in, every little thing he does for you always turns out to be worth so much more than he planned

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Luci is absolute trash (pun not intended) at picking up after himself, always “forgetting” to move a plate from the table to the sink or leaving piles of clothes on the floor

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Every vessel he’s using always manages to look more attractive with Lucifer inside but Nick is objectively the most attractive, and Lucifer knows it. He doesn’t put much effort into his appearance on most days, knowing he looks hot without trying, but he does take the time to put together a good look the times where you’re going out, always managing to match his suit to whatever outfit you put on.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Before meeting you Lucifer thought he was doing great on his own, but after getting to know you? He can’t imagine what it would be to be alone again, you’re a massive part of him and he never wants to give it up

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Lucifer likes to drape one of his wings over your shoulders as a show of affection

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone who doesn’t want to joke around with him, or someone who acts too controlling. Far too much like his dad, thank you very much.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

When Lucifer takes the time to sleep, he sprawls out across the entire bed. When you first join him under the covers he’ll pull you down to snuggle up against his chest and every so often he’ll keep an arm tucked around you, but more often than not his arms and legs end up stretched across the entire expanse of wherever he’s laying

[scoopsgf]

for a prompt peter meets the rouge avengers and they witness irondad at it's finest

It’s half past two in the morning when Peter’s ears perk at the sound of an old-fashioned, peppy ringtone.

He looks around in search of it. There’s Tony passed out at his workbench, face dangerously close to a slice of plated cold pizza; DUM-E is rolling around a few feet away chasing after a crumpled ball of paper Peter had tossed over his shoulder; there are tools scattered everywhere and blueprints and a whiteboard covered in equations.

But no phone.

Peter slips off his stool. He walks toward the sound, slowly, cautiously, and by the time he thinks he’s located the source the ringing stops.

Peter stares at Tony’s discarded running jacket. Throwing him a quick glance over his shoulder just to make sure the older man is still asleep, he reaches into the pocket and pulls out an old flip phone.

“What,” he deadpans, to absolutely no one.

Tony Stark, the former CEO of the world’s largest tech conglomerate. Tony Stark, creator of the most powerful mechanical weapon—sorry, prosthetic—of all time…

Is carrying around a dinky Nokia from 2009.

A Nokia which promptly starts ringing again (very loudly). “Shit!” Peter swears, jumping. On instinct he answers it. “Hello? What? Hello?”

“Tony?”

Peter glances at Tony again. He bites his lip. “Tony is unfortunately unavailable at the moment. I’m his… personal assistant. Would you like to leave a message?”

“Oh, uh,” there’s some muffled muttering on the other end, like the caller is relaying Peter’s words back to someone else, and then, “I uh—it’s kind of an emergency. Would you mind asking him if he’s got a minute to talk?”

And by now, Peter’s totally put the pieces together: crappy old phone, the voice—he is absolutely 100% having a real life conversation with Steve Rogers.

Again.

Peter doesn’t exactly know the full story between Tony and Steve. He just knows that whenever anyone brings up Rogers, Tony’s face darkens and he clams up.

Squinting at Tony, he asks, “Are you sure you need to talk to him?”

“Believe me, I wouldn’t have called otherwise.”

“But if you had, maybe, some other form of assistance? Say a web-slinging vigilante from Queens?”

There’s a pause.

Steve says, “Hey, kid,” with a smile in his voice.

“Hey Brooklyn,” Peter returns. “Long time, no speak.”

“Yeah, well, you know. So you’re working for Tony now?”

“I wouldn’t call it working so much as slave labour.”

A laugh. “Somehow I doubt that. What’s he doing?”

“Sleeping—which, y’know, he barely gets enough of as it is. So what’s the situation?”

-

“Nice disguise.”

Natasha Romanoff looks up from the paper kid’s menu she’d been studying. Her eyebrow, dyed blonde, is raised. “I was worried it’d be too effective.”

“You do realise Buzzfeed publishes weekly articles that are literally just blurry photos of you and the other rogues followed by a bunch of keysmashes?”

“Excuse me?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Peter slides into the booth opposite her. “So you’re here to what, feel me out?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I’ve already done that.” She sets the menu down. “I was already in the area. We’re both waiting for the ride.”

Peter nods. He looks out the window while she studies his face. He’d had no choice but to forego the mask seeing as his suit is still under repairs back in the lab. FRIDAY had said it wouldn’t be fixed until morning.

Natasha kicks his foot. “Why do you look younger than I remember?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugs. “But hey, since we’re playing Q&A, why’d you stab Tony in the back?”

“I didn’t stab him in the back,” Romanoff argues. “I just… the Avengers are my family—”

“Tony’s part of the Avengers—”

“Tony has a support system. Steve is nothing without us—and I say that with love. Without his team he’d just be a sad old man stuck in time.”

“But now with you and your amazing makeover skills, he’s at least caught up to the seventies with that beard.”

She kicks him again. “Shut up. I don’t have to explain my reasoning to a kid.”

“So why are you?”

Romanoff squints and leans forward. “Why are you here?”

“Because if Tony knew that you needed help, he’d stop at nothing to save you no matter how much he hated your guts—which he doesn’t, by the way, he’s just really hurt—even if it meant putting his own life in danger. I don’t want that.” Peter shrugs. “Plus you were pretty cool last time and I thought we could be, I don’t know, friends or something. Whatever, it’s stupid.”

Her lip quirks up. “It’s not stupid.”

“Really? So you’ll be my spider buddy?”

Natasha rolls her eyes. “Think of a better name first and then we’ll see.”

He opens his mouth to retort, but right at that moment the door to the Taco Bell chimes and Steve Rogers walks in.

“Oh wow,” Peter whispers. “The beard really does work for him.”

“Right?” She grabs his arm. “Come on, little spinner.”

—

Steve is not at all pleased at how young Peter is.

“I dropped a jet rail on a kid,” he proclaims for the upteenth time, knuckles white around the steering wheel.

“Yeah, a kid that can lift fifteen tons on a bad day,” Peter snaps back, a little irritated now. He finishes strapping on the kevlar gear Natasha had provided him with. It’s bulkier than what he’s used to, but better than no protection at all.

“I dropped a jet rail on a kid.”

Natasha reaches out. “Steve—”

“I DROPPED A JET RAIL ON A KID!”

“I’m FINE!” Peter shouts back, the only one in the van besides Barnes that doesn’t flinch.

“You’re eight!” Steve retorts. “You don’t even know what fine is!”

Peter closes his eyes. “Oh my god.”

“Steve, he’s enhanced,” Natasha reminds him, the only voice of reason. “Tony never would have brought him if he didn’t think Parker could handle it—”

Peter’s eyes snap back open. “How do you know my last name?”

“What did I say about how I’d already felt you out?”

“That sounds… so much worse than the way you mean it.”

“See?” Natasha pats Steve’s arm. “He’s already making dirty jokes. He’s fine.”

Steve is silent for a few seconds. Then he shakes his head. “We have to take him back.”

“What?!” Peter demands. “No! You need my help!”

“I need Tony’s help!”

“I can literally do anything Tony can,” Peter proclaims, and then pauses. “Probably.”

“That’s real reassuring,” Wilson pipes up from a few feet over.

“No one asked you,” Romanoff hisses.

Wilson rolls his eyes. “I’m just saying, Steve’s got a point. Look at this little twink. Have you seen him? He’s like two feet big.”

“I’m literally sitting right here,” Peter says. “And I wasn’t kidding when I said I can lift fifteen tons.”

“No,” Steve decides. “You’re too small.”

“Oh, are you shitting me?!” Barnes explodes. “Steve, you were a five foot tall asthmatic when you enlisted!”

“That was a different time!”

“It’s just a little stealth mission,” Barnes says. “The kid can pin my arm down. Even you can’t do that.”

Steve frowns. “You can pin his arm down?”

Peter takes a deep breath. “I’ll say it one more time: fifteen tons.”

Another pause.

“Fine,” Steve says. “Fine, Jesus Christ. But if he dies—”

“You’ll blame yourself like you always do,” Natasha finishes for him with a dry look.

Rogers sighs. “Yeah. Probably.”

—

Tony jolts awake at precisely four AM.

The first thing he sees is pizza.

It’s two inches from his face and disgustingly congealed. He pushes it away as he raises his head, and then notices a second thing: Peter is gone.

“Um… FRIDAY?”

“Yes Boss?”

“Where’s the kid?”

“He left approximately two and a half hours ago on urgent business.”

Tony’s eyes narrow. That stinks. Like, a lot. “Urgent business? He’s twelve.”

“I was only able to catch his half of the phone conversation—”

“Oh, well then just trace the call or whatever.”

“I’m afraid the phone he used isn’t advanced enough for that.”

Tony stiffens. He doesn’t want to look, but turns around anyway, eyeing his jacket. Slowly he grabs it and feels around in the pockets. “It’s gone.”

“What’s gone?”

“What do you think?! The phone! The little rectangular piece of garbage Rogers FedExed to me with the worst apology note of all time!”

“Oh, that.”

Tony freezes. His eyes close briefly. Then they seek out the nearest of FRIDAY’s cameras. “You didn’t wake me up, darling.”

“No,” she replies, almost sheepish.

“Whyever not?”

“Peter and I both agreed that the best thing for you would be for you to sleep as long as possible—”

“I don’t CARE what’s best for ME!”

He takes a minute to fume. Then he starts moving. “Is he wearing his watch?”

“Yes, Boss.”

“Fantastic, showstopping, incredible,” Tony slaps the housing unit on his chest. “Open the pod bay doors, would you?��

—

Peter is kind of kicking ass.

Like, not to brag or anything, but he’s taken down six HYDRA agents so far and for once hasn’t had to ask for help. He’s holding his own.

Maybe it’s something to do with being part of a whole unit. They move around each other, they fight as one; there’s a boost to the normal amount of adrenaline Peter feels in the midst of a fight. He knows that if he gets kneed in the chest and goes down for a second, Barnes is gonna swoop in and break a jaw with his metal arm. Likewise, Wilson knows that if he gets thrown back into the wall with that weird glowy laser gun, Peter is gonna web the HYDRA soldier up and subdue the threat.

It’s… kind of awesome.

They’ve split up, for the most part. Maximoff, Rogers, and Romanoff are working through the east wing while Peter, Barnes, and Wilson slowly carve their way through the west.

“Could use a little bit of backup,” Wanda says through the comms, in a rasping, out of breath voice.

Peter taps his ear. “Where are you?”

“Second floor, third room,” she reports.

Peter doesn’t waste any time. He shoots a web for the roof of the atrium and swings across the wide open space that separates the two halves of the building. He’d calculated the distance just right and hurtles straight into Wanda’s attacker.

“Thanks,” she huffs.

Peter shrugs, wiping Dilapidated Building Dust off of his suit. “Hey, no problem.”

“You know, they’re all hypocrites.”

Peter pauses. “What?”

“I was nineteen when we went to Germany. My powers just happened to be more convenient for their needs.”

“I, uh—oh.”

She slips past him. “I’m not saying they’re not good people. I’m just saying that when it comes to winning, sometimes morality goes out the window. In that way… Sometimes I think Stark might have had the right of it.”

Before he can really process that, Peter reaches out and grabs her wrist. She scowls. “What?”

“Two agents, twenty feet away and gaining.”

“How can you tell?”

“Heartbeats.”

To his surprise, she grins. “I’m not going to lie, that would come in handy a lot with the work we do.”

“Well, you know where to find me. Wanna trip em Suite Life style?”

“What?”

“Nothing, just follow my lead.”

—

When Rogers’ fist collides with the last agent in the base, and Peter and Romanoff have extracted all of the information she needed off of HYDRA’s underground databases, Wilson says, “Do your thing, Wanda.”

She nods. “Everyone clear out.”

Peter doesn’t question it too much. He follows Barnes’ lead outside. The base, disguised as a factory, is in the middle of the Jersey woods—so there’s no one around to watch Wanda’s hands glow red and for the building to collapse inward.

“Cool,” Peter breathes.

“Destroying buildings can be fun when it’s on purpose,” Wanda tells him, somewhat bitterly.

Peter frowns. “That wasn’t your fault.”

“Tell that to Stark.”

“He doesn’t think—”

“Tell me what?”

Peter’s blood runs cold. He doesn’t want to turn around, but he does anyway; slowly so as to delay his inevitable demise. Tony is hovering about feet behind them all with his faceplate down.

“Oh,” he says stupidly. “Hey.”

The plate lifts.

Tony does not look happy.

“Hello.”

“It’s uh… fancy seeing you here?”

“Oh, don’t try to be cute with me.” Tony drops down onto the ground. “How about you save me the heart attack by telling me what in God’s name you’re doing out in the middle of nowhere at four in the fucking morning—and you left with them of all people when I specifically asked you not to!”

Peter opens his mouth. Then he closes it and averts his eyes. “They needed… help.”

“Oh, they needed help,” Tony shakes his head. “You need help. Psychiatric help.”

“Hey, lay off the kid man,” Wilson pipes up. “He was just—”

“Excuse me?” Tony puts a hand to his ear. “What? I must be mishearing, it sounded like you were butting into a conversation that has nothing to do with you by defending the poor decision making of a sixteen year old kid who has a math test in four hours!”

Peter blinks. He’d forgotten about that. “Okay, you’ve got a point there—however, I’d like to present to the jury evidence piece six-hundred and five: my completely uninjured body!”

Tony opens his mouth. Then it snaps shut again. Opens again; “Just wait until Aunt May hears about this.”

Peter’s eyes widen. “Are you crazy?! She’ll kill us both!”

Tony hesitates. “You might have a point—but that doesn’t change the fact that this was incredibly reckless and stupid! You can’t just run off willynilly without even informing your parents—”

“Willynilly?” Peter interrupts, instead of PARENTS?!

“Enough! You’re grounded!”

Natasha steps forward. “Tony—”

“From what,” Peter challenges, ignoring her.

Tony sputters. “Uh, your suit, Karen, TV, that board game—”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what Dungeons and Dragons is called.”

“The name of the game is irrelevant,” Tony snaps. “Two weeks. Maybe three if you piss me off any more on the way home.”

“Don’t tell me you expect me to like, latch onto your suit.”

“And put you in more danger?! Fuck no! Happy’s waiting in the SUV.”

Peter sighs. He turns to the others. “Well, it’s been fun. Thanks.”

Steve Rogers blinks. “Uh, yeah. You did good, kid.”

Tony holds up a hand as Peter tries to pass him. He’s squinting at Steve, but seems to decide he doesn’t want to speak to the other man. He zeroes in on Natasha. “He did good?”

“Damn good,” she replies. “We could use him.”

Tony throws his head back and laughs. “Fucking hilarious! Think again! I swear to God, if I catch any of you heathens near my kid again and you’ll be dead before my feet hit the ground. Kid, go to the car.”

“Tony—”

“No. Car.”

—

“What the hell, Rogers.”

“Tony—”

“No! This is not the part where you speak.” Tony takes a second to remember to breathe because his heart is still pounding and there’s red on the edges of his vision. “I meant what I said. Stay away from my kid.”

“Tony, he’s stronger than you’re giving him credit for—”

“Nope! Nope! No!” Tony blasts off before he has to listen to any more.

—

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Peter meets Happy’s eyes through the rear view mirror. Glaring, he slowly buckles his seatbelt.

“That’s more like it. So, did you have fun?”

Peter slouches. “Am I even allowed to say yes?”

“No.” Happy shrugs. “But hey, if it’s any consolation—”

Peter never gets his consolation; the car door swings open and Tony slips inside. Before he can even get a word in, he’s being pulled into Tony’s arms. The older man’s heart is hammering against his chest.

“Kid—”

“I’m sorry,” Peter blurts. “Really. I know I shouldn’t have gone, I just… I wanted to help.”

“I know.”

He breathes out. “They didn’t mean to—”

“Leave them out of it.”

“But I went along with it—”

“Peter,” Tony says, and then sighs. “Just… that can’t happen again, okay? Promise me?”

Peter wishes he meant it when he says, “Yeah, I-I promise.”

The drive home is quiet, but Tony lets Peter fall asleep on his shoulder, and when they get back to New York they stop at his school so he’s not late for his test.

And everyone sees who’s in the car when Peter gets out.

Kind of makes up for being grounded, if you ask him.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

SFW ALPHABET Chronostasis/ Kurono Hari

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Not very much when around people, but behind close doors? Oh boi, he is always peppering your head, cheeks, lips with kisses.

He is both a man of action and words so go ahead and enjoy yourself with our blockhead ^^

B = Beginning (How would the relationship start?)

Hari is dense with relationships, he might like you but damn is hard fro him to make the first move so you might need to straight up tell this idiot that you like him and kiss him.

Apreciate his shock face. Seriously apreciate! IS RARE TO SEE HIM SHOCKED SO APRECIATED IT AND KISS HIM MORE!

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Yes of course he does LOVE IT!

Kurono doesn't mind being either big spoon or little spoon if they can still be chest to chest with you. But he does enjoy when he is sitting with your head rested on his chest as he carres your arm and hair.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He is a bit hesitant since all of his life on the Yakusa and being Overhaul's right hand man but he does wish secretly to have a cozy lifestyle with you as long as you guys taste some adrenaline from time to time.

Kurono is amazing at cooking and cleaning but sorry, you aren't escaping the house chores.

Cmon this guy already work his ass off to the Hassaikai GIVE HIM A BREAK!

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He really wouldn't like to break up. But if is needed or you or him messed up BADLY them he would, begrudily tell you to leave him.

He would try to fix things, but if you betrayal his trust than its game over. It's hard to get him to loose up, so no. Not ever seing or hearing of him again... unless I dunno if he is oN JAIL-!

F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Errrr

Difficult topic.

Marriage does scary him a bit, but he is not oppose to it. He doesn't though want you to get hurt by his affiliations with the mafia but still would do everything to protect you and his possible babies ^^

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

If you manage to break his walls then surprise surprise HE iS A SoFTiE-!

His hugs are magical! His kisses leave you on cloud nine and it's just feel so right! So loveable and soft and warm oh god all of him is perfect (is kurono simping hours)

He would listen to every problem you have without a complain and ping! Comfort hugs and food and kisses TAKE HIS KISSES!

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

As stated before. It feels just right.

You would feel secure on his arms and all warm, surely you wont feel cold. He likes to prop his chin on your head and just enjoy the feeling of you on him as his arms cling onto your waist or shoulders.

Is quite frequent quick hugs from behind and rarely cuddle sections since he doesn't like much staying still when you are around, he might enjoy what he has until Overhaul is requesting his presence again.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

If you were friends before he is fast enough to saythe three magical words. For real, he might even say before you.

But if you two weren't friends and are only meeting now it might take a little while longer, not longer than Chisaki but still-!

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Soft, magical, right and most important, addictive.

He likes kissing ever part of you and enjoys the same treatment.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

PRETTY GOOD (despite what happened to Eri-)

Children actually feel more at ease with him. One time you two were walking and a baby was crying non stop until he passed bye and waved at the kid. He even holded for a bit and the toddler was actually giggling!

10/10 for papa Hari

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Soft, on his days off mostly because if not he is only kissing your cheek and storming off.

He will hug you tightly while staring at the ceiling, if you start to kiss him he would chuckle a bit before pinning you to the bed to show how glorious his body is as he looks down at you like you are his whole world.

"My turn~"

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Poor man will just collapse in you and groan how much his back and legs are in pain and just how much he is tired.

Rub his back or give him a little massage and he becomes potty in your arms. Might be grumpy about how he is suppose to be taking care of you instead of the other way around but just kiss him to make this dumbass to shut up.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Oof! This one is just as a hard head as Overhaul!

It will take a lot of time for him to be open to you, I guess it would take 2 to 3 years to at least spill the tea for you.

It would feel like a weight left his shoulders after it.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Pretty difficult with this one. He likes to talk things out instead of yelling so it would take a lot for him to be angry.

Like hurt yourself for a stupid reason at the point of go to the hospital. He is furious more at himself though relax.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He is the worst with numbers and dates, but little things like what kind of food you like or even that little detail you talked about one of your favorite clothes.

Asides from dates, he is the best of remembering things.

And he marks dates on his calendar to not forget anymore because of you so win win.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Hm.

When you guys made your first mischief together.

It can be anything, is just so hilarious to him but still loveable when you both exchanged glances at the exact same time before running from being yelled at. Hand in hand even.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Not much just when necessary. Subsconciously wrap a hand on your waist if someone is looking.

If they so much dare to flirt with you and you uncomfortable he just show a part of his gun hidden on his waist, one glare at them is enough to scare the poor soul away but he still growls like a damn wolf a "back off."

Just protecting his emotional state leave him at ease since this man is clearly overworked. He would just roll his eyes with a smirk before grabbing on your shoulder gently.

"Is not necessary love, I swear."

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Lots.

You are his everything, he doesn't want to lose you because of how much he works so he puts a lot of time on making dinner bu the light of the moon and candles.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Bitting his nails, spacing out, put work sometimes before you because he thinks is for the best and for your protection, and way more importantly and worrying:

Problem of hearing due to the much sounds of gunshots it currently will damage his eating so might be alert to that.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks? Do your looks bother them?)

Not much sincee this bastard knows he is quite good looking but still has a bit of insecurity due to his quirk where is located on his hair.

Got teased a lot as a child and even as a teenager from it...

Your looks are the same thing as perfection for him, so he doesn't bother with it.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He feels at ease with you, more at peace and loved so of course he would feel incomplete, especially where he lives and what he has to deal with...

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Knows more shit about guns then actually of himself holy shit, and gets all giddy and happy if he has the chance of seing and using a new gun and gushes to you about.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

They wouldn't like if you put others before yourself neither when you brush off a injury as if was nothing.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs? Does it change around a partner?)

Ding ding here is the thing: he doesn't do much of sleep. He has chronic insonia (lol) but still gets to rest and just take a little nap only if you are with him and are on his room.

Either alone or in another place he wont be able to.

[laceymorganwrites]

Nsfw Alphabet: Kidd

A=Aftercare

He doesn´t really think of doing aftercare most of the time, so you have to do it. Sometimes when you can´t walk though or are sore, he´ll carry you to the bathroom and clean both of you. His aftercare is after the cleaning up part though, he will get you some Food and Drinks and then cuddle with you and stroke your hair until you fall asleep. He just sleeps better with you in his arms.

B=Body part

I´ve said this before but Kidd loves tits, he loves ass, anything he can grab. But there´s some other Body part that crawled its way into his heart: your legs and thighs. Kidd loves to bury his head there, they´re his perfect pillow and he loves to hold onto them during sex. Now on him he hates everything, he has no self esteem and all insecurities. That may Sound Rough and like a joke, but it´s true, he absolutely hates everything About himself, his Looks, his character, everything About him is awful.

C=Cum

Oof, he loves seeing his cum all over you, on your legs, your ass, your chest...everywhere but your face. He once came in your face and hit you in the eye, ever since then you just prefer to swallow his cum, which is hot too. But this inciddent is never to be mentioned again and Kidd had to work real hard to make it up to you. Now on the other Hand he absolutely loves being covered in your cum too, but his favorite way is just swallowing it and having some dripping around his mouth, he loves the taste of your cum for some weird reason.

D=Dirty secret

He´s a fucking Sub, just anything regarding this and his preferences makes him embarrassed af. Not around you of Course, but if others would find out that´s a different Story. He´s so obedient and putty in your Hands, all you have to do is call him a good Boy and this man will melt around you. (Check this post out for more)

E=Experience

Very experienced in one night stands and bad sex, not so much at serious relationships and good sex. He has low self esteem so he fucked everything willing for reassurance, most of the time that resulted in drunk sex and his Partner would be disappointed in the next morning. And in one night stands he Always used to have vanilla sex, so he´s not as experienced in all the kinks as he´d like to be. He´s quick to adapt and eager to learn though once he´s with you. You actually are the one who taught him that sex can be emotional too and the first time you had sex that was emotional in your established relationship, you were so gentle with him, you didn´t use his Body like all the others, and he was so happy in this Moment that he just stared at you and started crying. That´s your secret and nobody else knows About this. 

F=Favorite position

Bold of you to assume he can pinpoint it down to one. This man can´t choose a favorite for the life of him. Kidd loves to be top and Bottom, he loves to fuck you from behind, he loves it when you ride him, he loves grabbing you everywhere, having you tied down, having him tied down...just one type of Position would never suffice and he likes to Change it frequently during sex too.

G=Goofy

He´s totally down for Goofy and fun sex. He loves to try new Things and of Course Nothing goes perfectly the first time you try it, but he just loves seeing you laugh. Not only does it calm him down and makes him stop thinking he´s a failure for once, but he also likes to laugh along with you to break the uncomfortable Tension. He loves giggly sex even more than normal sex because he feels more loved like that and his heart just swells every time he hears you laugh.

H=Hair

He´s a lazy fuck, so he doesn´t shave. Especially since he can´t do it properly (but don´t tell him that, he´ll yell at you). So he just trims when his hair is getting in the way, but that´s About it. And the Color of his pubic hair is just a tad darker than his hair.

I=Intimacy

Kidd isn´t really your ordinary romantic, the only time he Acts remotely romantic is after he returned from an Adventure. And that only Shows in more kisses and touches that are a bit gentler. But usually he´s more Rough and dirty with you (only if you want to of Course). All of that depends on his and your mood though, if you´re into dom/Sub Play, he´s down to be either, so if you feel like a dom, he´s more than happy to be a Sub! (Here´s my post About Sub!Kidd).

J=Jerk off

He used to jerk off so much as a Teenager, he did it multiple times a day and every day too. And then his life turned to shit and he didn´t do it that much anymore. He hates it when People barge in on him, which has happened a lot before, so he has to tell everyone on the ship when he´s getting to jerk so that they won´t disturb him. That is embarrassing enough already, so he can´t really masturbate all that often anymore. And there are just times when he´s not in the mood. The only times he really jerks off now are when he´s out on sea and misses you. 

K=Kinks

I actually made a whole post dedicated to this! You can find it here.

L=Location

Kidd would fuck you everywhere, even on top of the bar when it´s rush hour. This man has no shame, you get him so horny and he hates to wait until you´re in a private place. However he agrees that a Little privacy and intimacy isn´t bad for sex, so mostly he´ll settle on teasing you in public or lowkey dry humping, anything that isn´t too obvious. You agree on semi-public sex though, in a bathroom stall etc.

M=Motivation

You never know what exactly it is with this man, everything gets him going. Just a look from you is enough to get him hard in an instance. He gets turned on when you scold him oddly enough, he just thinks it´s so hot and wants to apoligize and make it up to you real bad (he has a Thing for having sex with you in this state as you´re especially Rough to him like that). Kidd gets off on you giving orders too, they don´t even Need to be sexual. just tell Kidd to take away that Thing he´s been working on before you stumble over it, again, and he´s Ready to go.

N=No

Anything involving pain, choking, blood or other bodily fluids (though he does like to see his cum on you), anything regarding degregation and humiliation. 

O=Oral

He is such a sucker for a good blowjob, Kidd will let you do your magic and when he´s getting blown it´s the only time he shuts up. He still moans and stuff but he doesn´t talk, he just enjoys himself. You can just see the sparkle in his eyes, he´s so sensitive so you have to be a bit careful not to do too much in the beginning, you really have to build your Speed and movements up otherwise he´ll be sore and hurt when you start off jerking him real Rough. Now he absolutely loves giving oral too, you´re his favorite buffet (his words not mine). The way you´re reacting and spurring him on, the way you´re enjoying yourself, it gives his ego a huge boost. And he´s really good at oral too.

P=Pace

He can go as fast as you want him to, be that slow and Steady or Rough. It all depends on what you want. Or what he´s in the mood for. Now, he won´t take you hard and fast without preparation though because that shit hurts, he Always makes sure you´re Ready for him to Speed up.

Q=Quickie

Down for it anytime, anywhere, Ready whenever you are. That said, only actually down for it when he´s hard already as it takes him a bit to get it up sometimes. He doesn´t like to admit that though because he´s embarrassed by it.

R=Risk

His whole fucking life and everything he does or says is a Risk . All jokes aside though, he does love trying new Things in the bedroom. As Long as you´re both comfortable with it, that is. 

S=Stamina

Endless. Seriously he could go on Hours after Hours and not get tired, that it if he wasn´t tired before. But Kidd is Always tired, so he probably won´t go 20 rounds with you. Now that doesn´t mean he has no Stamina when he´s tired, Kidd can please you just as well when he´s tired.

T=Toys

He absolutely loves using toys, be that on him or you or hell, even together. Loves to go to the sex shop with you to pick your favorites. He just thinks it´s fun using toys and there are so many different ones too that it never gets boring. As explained in Wildcard, he also buildds his own sex toys but he´s wary of using them on you as he doesn´t know if they work or not.

U=Unfair

Well, Kidd likes to tease a bit, but Nothing too Major, he´s too impatient for that. He makes sure you´re well prepared though and if you ask him to tease you thoroughly, he will. But it´s just not something he himself will do without being asked. On him on the other Hand, he loves being teased. He just loves it so much whenever you´re in Control and he could cum ten times faster every time you tease him.

V=Volume

He is fucking loud. Not only can everyone on the ship hear him, but the whole damn town they´re anchored on too. He Growls, groans and yes, he moans like a fucking Girl ( don´t tell him, he´s already embarrassed by that). His moans are cute though, he just can´t Control his sounds during sex so it really varies from feral sounds to low groans to sinful moans.

W=Wildcard

He tried to suck his own dick more times than he´d like to admit. And no, not only in his teenage years. He also builds his own sex toys, whether they work or not depends. Some do, some don´t. And fuck was it awkward to explain to Killer when he came in his room after he heard Kidd´s painful screams.

X=X-Ray

Kidd will tell you he has the biggest cock out there, but let´s be real, he hasn´t. It´s average, but for a man his height it is Pretty big. He doesn´t have too many veins, but is rather on the thick side. No curves either, his dick Looks rather plain and normal in that sense, but that doesn´t mean it´s a bad Thing. He does put it to good use afterall.

Y=Yearning

Not overly high surprisingly, I mean he gets horny in the most random Moments but Overall he doesn´t have that much of a high sex drive. As a Teenager he was constantly horny, every single second of the day and he did his best to tend to his Needs, but as he grew older and People kept betraying him, as he realized how much of a shithole the world really is, his Libido went down a tad.

Z=Zzz

Kidd is out like a light after sex, sure he´ll do his aftercare when you´re in a relationship, but don´t expect too much. He doesn´t get much Sleep either way, after sex is the only time he´s exhausted enough to voluntarily Sleep, so please let this man have his Beauty Sleep. 

[mad-men-inc]

:eyes: sam n drew for the oc ask thing earlier? if ur doing those?

We got Sam twice so due to Gay Reasons, you’re getting her response here. All of it is under the cut tho, cause this is a long list XD Thanks for the ask, beanie!

Full name: Samantha Kyle

Gender + sexuality: female, technically lesbian!

Pronouns: she/her

Ethnicity: white, american!

Birthplace + date: Los Angeles, CA, december 21st! ;P

Guilty pleasures: daydreaming about self-indulgent stories with friend’s OCs. namely your OCs, Kitty. whoops?

Phobias: strings, spiders, bad touch people XP

What’re they famous for: probably talking shit to the wrong person and getting my ass kicked. didnt say its gotta be a good thing!

What’re they arrested for: ... probably talking shit to the wrong person. or breaking and entering. or rioting? or petty theft? or beating the shit out of some asshole? wait am i incriminating myself?

OC I ship them with: uhh. you count, right bluejay? real oc tho: dani! :D

OC most likely to murder them: liza.

Favorite movie/book genre: horror! 

Least favorite movie/book cliche: unearned happy endings. personally, i love it when the characters have to fight tooth and nail for their endings. i also really dislike random deaths just for emotional responses instead of plot reasons :P

Talents/powers: uhhhhh, extreme shittalking? im pretty witty, and a good fighter! depending on the universe, i also have wings, piloting skills, or really good gun skills! 

Why someone might love them: good q, hey kitty? weiruy nah, probably my quick thinking, the ability to be poetic sometimes, and im good under pressure?  

Why someone might hate them: usually my big heart and big mouth gets me and my friends in trouble. i straight up dont know when to shut up Ever too.

How they change: uhhh, i started as a puppetbrain fool, and now im a rebellious bitch? thats an answer!

Why I love them: lex loves me cause they gotta deal with me so often ;P but also cause i help calm them down most days and i give them story ideas. and can actually finish writing pieces. and i can help write their essays. all of which are Helpful

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Full name: Drew Harper

Gender + sexuality: Male, gay, grey ace

Pronouns: He/him

Ethnicity: White, British if I remember, otherwise American.

Birthplace + date: Brighton, UK, July 10th

Guilty pleasures: Watching shitty romcoms in my PJs, eating entire gallons of ice cream and popcorn too.

Phobias: Ink, zombies, strings, spiders, axes.

What’re they famous for: Starting the Septic Resistance. Being involved in killing Anti. Being a general hero maybe? 

What’re they arrested for: Vigilante actions. Hacking government files. Breaking and entering, blackmail. But see, you’re only in trouble if you get caught. 

OC I ship them with: Marvin, or So Far Unnamed Neighbor ;D

OC most likely to murder them: If we had an Anti, him. Out of who we do have, probably Reunion!Jackie? He doesn’t like me for some reason.

Favorite movie/book genre: Action/adventure. 

Least favorite movie/book cliche: “Douchebag guy gets the girl because he cleans up his act around her, but he’s still an asshole to everyone else”, or “Person gets heartbroken because they heard an out-of-context part of a conversation and they run away crying, the miscommunication gets cleared up 30 seconds after they leave,” or “nerdy girl starts wearing makeup and suddenly that makes her worthy of the attention of her peers, and also the cool guy she was crushing on finally gives her attention now that shes pretty.” I have a lot of feelings about these stupid tropes :P

Talents/powers: Leadership, good with a bo-staff and hand-to-hand combat, parkour, charismatic as hell, really good at being emotional support.

Why someone might love them: Emotional support!!! And unending positivity, and the leadership skills. I can stay level headed typically. 

Why someone might hate them: I bottle up emotions until the dam breaks and then I hide away for days until I can reign in my emotions. 

How they change: I started off as a brooding hardass, akin to Batman, and now I’m a relatively bubbly dork, more akin to Spiderman. Plus hope is hard to come by now.

Why I love them: Lex loves me because I give them confidence, and writing me is pretty fun apparently! 

[just-some-random-blogger]

December Dates

Seventeen Summary: In the spirit of Christmas, boyfriend!svt is here to take you on a date. Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: Fluff, crackkkkkk, v many typos,etc.

R E Q U E S T

my friend: seventeen + cute

A/N: HO HO HO MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU HOS (jk) HAHAHAHAHAHHA. Also ashdiepl because im writing on a tab, i couldnt add any gifs so aksjemksksmsksksmskskdk alsO im so sorry i dont remember if the request is platonic or nah but kaksksksk this is what u get soz

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Alright

So no gifs

Imma just do a header real quick so u know wassap

S. Coups

Das better

hi header

I might delete u later if i get on a pc

But firsT seuNgcheEolL

*deep breath*

Ho u lucky enough to breath the same air he does

N now u are on aa date with him

WoWw

So bf!seungcheol is a cute lil snowflake

Which means he'll buy u an ugly ass Christmas sweater and matching gloves

THAT MATCHES THE ONES HE BOUGHT FOR HIMSELF OFC

then yall go out and play in the powdery snow outside

ImGine seungcheol grabbing yOuR hand 

cebAuse u a dumb loser that slips on nothing

Also warmth

pulling your scarf up a bit because he can tell you're getting cold

Then like a gentleman

will pUSH U INTO THE SNOW

AND START A FRICKIN SNOW WAR

HE'll hit ur dumb face he dont care

He'll maKe u wish u Stayed damn home

Rapid fire frikin snow granades man

Course iz all a bita fun

Then he'll let u win

Cause he does care Bout ur dumb Fce

Also he soft for u gross

Then once that's done he'll start laughing

Not because of post-snow ball fight adrenaline

But because he thinks himself so funny

When he busts a lung screaming "dO Ya wana biLd aSNOEMAN!!!!!"

AND THEN U decline and leave him in the snow

"YAAAAA WE HAVE TO BUILD A SNOWMAN THOUGH!" he'll laugh

U literally wana leave him and his annoying ass

U stomp away

He laughs and goes after u

His hot breath is visible 

and hits your ear when he comes up and wraps his arms around you from behind

U be like, "listen stupid, u corny af, lets break up"

Seungcheol would pout and kiss ur cheek, "nah, u still owe me hot choco. Break up with me after paying me back."

"Ew, why would i pay u back tho"

"Uh cause if you don't imma do thisss," then he proceeds to shove u into the snow again

"CHOI. SEUNG. CHEEOOOLLLLLLLLLLALAKAKAOKS!"

Ok well i have to cut this here first cos there are 12 boys left

Oh Hi hello u here back to ur regular programme

Jeonghan

Yiz

Unlike cheol

Dis ho not about to get cold 4 u uhm

Leave the cold for someone else

But get warm together

I mean

Wink wINKkkkk

Jk gtfo

This is a wholesome headcanon

Git warm he would gladly

So u know what dat means

CUddlEs

Imagine cuddling jeonghan

BoIii

It's da holidays

Which mean he bout to get dat $$$leep

Of course u dont mind that ur just sleeping in

Gurl if ya do

Let me stress out

If you mind sleeping in and cuddling with yoon jeong han

GUrL

Wathu doin????

AnYWAY

ITz u and him right

Ur in bed reading the novel he got u beforehand right

Look at u looking cute in knit sweater and glasses

EVEN IF U DONT NEED THEM THERE ARE GLZSSES

IM TRYING TO MAKE A SCENE HERE WORK WITH ME

it could be jeonghan's ur using it as a headband shhhh

So like ur sitting down

N beside u its jeonhan v slightly snoring

Right right right

Then ur like "man i want something to eat cause i've been sitting here reading all day"

But also ur always hungry

Cause who isnt tho lol

ANYWAY UR ABOUT TO STZND UP

but jeonghan like a needy ho is like noooooooooooodontgo

N ur like

aww wat a needy ho

"Jeonghan im just gonna get something to eat"

"Eat laterrr, i need u now"

He'll keep his eyes shut and shimmy over

Securing an arm on your  hip so u wont go

U roll ur eyes and put your book away on the cabinet next u

"Jeonghan ive literally been next to u since last night. I'm just gonna get something to eat, and 4 u 2!"

He'll flutter his eyes open only to close them and move even closer to place his head on ur lap

"I dont want toooooo"

U roll ur eyes again and shimmy out of his grip

But only to get into his arms and hide your face in his chest

"You're so needy," u note

"Says you who's tangling themselves on me"

"Touché"

Joshua

Okay

Get this

Joshua and gingerbread houses

He probably used to build one growing up

And he has just the person in mind he wants to rekindle the tradition with

Congrats u filthy animal

So he took the liberty of getting allll u and he would need

And so much more

Im talking chocolate bars

Shipped cream

Candy canes

Busicuits

Edible glitter

Gum drops

Shrek 1 2 3 4

Is there a four

Im too lazy to google it

And omg u so special to him he loves u so much

Screw u

He wants to share the love with the carats

So he vlives it all

And at first ur shy

Like what if the joshua stans come 4 u

Ok but in this story yall had already annouce ur relationship

AND EVERYONE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO BE COOL WITH IT FFS LET UR FAVES DATE WHOEVER THEY WANT ISTG

so

Joshua is like "noo don be shy they'll all love u"

(':

N ur like ok cos i love u sm

But not like the company sm tho *barfing noises*

So yall build a gingerbread house and do a whole ass tutorial about it

Except u dont

Cause yal are morons and could stop messing up or earing the ingredients along the way

Sorry honey ur morons i dont make the rules

"Stop eating the marshmallows!"

"U literally finished the bowl of mnms tho Joshua!"

"Uh no that was the gingerbread man,"

ANd then u all bicker like children because u are omfl

And it excalates

fooD FIGHT

U smear cream on joshuas face

He sprinkles sprinkles on ur head

U press graham crackers against either of his cheeks and ask him what he is

"A sexy graham sandwich"

"Ew no wrong answer," u reply

Can i just point out that that chocolate syrup stain is never coming off

*cough cough cough moron cough cough*

Jun

Imma bout to yeet

Junhui is also feeling nostalic

super soft super baby

And since he's probably feeling bit homesick somewhere in there

he thinks he can remedy it with a bit of chinese home cooking!!!

And whiney needy cuddles also yay

Moving on so

Will it be good?

Damn straight

itll be fikin delish

Will you try to to help him

Of course u gotta help ur man

But like duh

u have eyes

And seeing him all focus and busy and hot

Is really distracting

So like ur as useful as a broken button to him

He doesnt mind tho

He thinks ur cute

Also lovng the attnstion

But the thing about not helping

Not really

And being distracted by a cutie pie

Is that it's basicaly a disaster ending to happen so like

he's efficiently stirring up so hot stuff right

And ur like "man jun's some hot stuff"

And then BaaaaM

U knock over the damn chopping board with the knife and everything on it

Thank goodness the thing didn't chop through your foot of anything

And jun is like "oHMYGOSH DA HELL R U OK"

"... i- im sorry i knocked over ur potatoes"

"My poTaToeS! Listen rn im glad u didnt chop ur foot off"

Jun sighs and looks at the cubes of taters scattered on the floor

You frown, feeling useless

Both of u pick up ur mess

Jun puts down the kitchen utensils in hand

u picked up the last of the potatoes

"Hey we could always wash those, it's not like the floor is mud or anything, even then , potates came from mud"

"Yeah but im sorry, i wanst really helping in the first place"

Jun smirks, "nonsense! U were feeding my ego! That's enough for me!"

You snort and jun comforts u with a tight embrace

Hoshi

AlrighT fam

I thought of something pretty cute but pretty dumb for hoshi

He's like "imma do something super romantic for Christmas"

So he's like "wear something cute we gon do smth fun" @ u

So u do

U get a cute little red dress just for the occasion

And soonyoung his like "BRO MY GIRL SO SUPER CUTE"

And ur like a blushing mess cause he looks super excited with his big smile and cresent eyss

ahhh Hhh myHOSishiii fealzssmsmmsms

Anyway u think ur gonna go to some cute restaurant right

But hoshi brings u to the mall

To instead join the couples dancing contest

Soonyoung gets super nervouse at ur surprised reaction

He's like, "omg is this a super bad idea i thought it would be cute but like i guess not we dont have to go we could always just drop out"

You laugh and shake ur head, "no it's all good, but i mean like, we don't have a choregraphy, and im not like you who can just break it down."

Soonyoung lets out a breath and chuckles, "nah don't worry. It's not really a compation-competion, and regardless, they're going to show ius a choreo and the couple that best interprets wins a a romantic date for two, fit for a dancing king and queen"

And then u break into a big uwu

"Omg u are super romantic soonyoung"

He struts a pose and chuckles, "i mean, i try"

So you both participate in the contenst

Kinda zumba it out by folling the instructors

Soonyoung is helping you out with your form and explaining to you the steps

He gets a little competative so he doesn't really want to mess us

Up hearing you giggle when you do a s pin breaks his competative spirit

And all he really cares about is having a good time with you

Aleight

But admitedly

He was pretty annoyed when they annouced the winner

Were not the two off you

i mean you lot were the cutest it can gt

Who else could trump that

But then you both saw that the winners were 80 something yesr olds holding hand and looking at each other like the other was their world

and then soonyoung was like "okay valid"

You pout, "aww i hope we end up like that"

Soonyound and you turn to each other

He grins for ear to ear, "then lets go on a romantic date as well"

"I thought you'd never ask"

Wonwoo

LiNda

I hope you're ready for wonwoo 

Because i sure as hell am not 

So in case youre wondering 

Youre crazy I mean youre reading this arent you 

Prolly at midnight hi fam 

Again i dont make the rules 

Well just a btw Almost every 

Christmas tradition is pagan 

Like the tree 

The wreath 

And SANTA IS SO CREEPY YALL NEED TO GET UR CHILDREN AWAY FROM HIM 

SO MAYbe ur not all that crazy 

For not wanting to continue them on 

i mean sure u can give new meaning to things 

But you wanted none of that

 Which was whyyyy you decided to DIY the decorations to your entire house 

Nnd who else are you going to do that with other than your loving bb boyfriend wonwoo 

Wonwoo doesn't mind 

He thinks its cute 

Because it is a cute date idea 

Youtube tutorials 

Pinterest ideas and paper snowflakes and all 

Yeah 

so wonwoo is there cutting up some of the paper you folded 

You're glueing some popsicle sticks 

He's water coloring some designs in 

Youre pulling on the tape dispenser 

It's all going great 

"Jagiya... i don't want to sound mean but-"

 "They're all ugly as hell. I know Wonwoo." 

Wonwoo gives an apologetic look. 

For a moment u two dont speak 

And then you both brust into laughter 

"Aww whatever, lez stick em on!" 

And do you get your badly painted slowflakes 

Your wolf drawing 

"That's a wolf?" 

"Duh what else would it be wonwoo?" 

The letters that spelled merry chrsitmas 

And the doodle cutouts of the seventeen members 

in personalized ugly sweaters 

And placed them all over the place 

You look around basking in the glory of ur craft 

Its all very colorful 

And crafty 

And looking like a child made it 

Then like an imbecile 

U break into laughter 

"It looks like a kindergartener's classroom" 

U end up roasting yourself 

Making fun of your sloppy handwork 

And wonwoo watches u 

with adoring eyes

 "I almost forgot," wonwoo speaks up and pulls out a piece of paper 

You recive it from him and break into a smile 

"Is this us?" 

Wonwoo snorts, "no its jeonghan hyung in a dress holding my hand sweetheart"

For a moment u believe him

But then he breaks out into laughter

Woozi

Boi imma fite u

Christmas carols

Okay idek why i ended up so serious with wonwoo

But listennup

Im not about to maypke it crackier

so back to christmas carols

Dis boi is about to serande you with a christmas themed love song

So its around 8pm at night

Jihoon has is guitar

and ur just chilling right

and ur on ur phone letting him do his thing

but then from the floor he was sat on

he turns to you on the couch

And pats ur leg

"Yo i just finished my song u wann hesr"

You squeak and jump of the couch next to him

"Duh dummy!"

And he starts singing

He's talking about stars and warmth

He's spittin fire about the smell of hot choco

The  he's talking sbout how lame joshua's gingerbread house was

Next thing you know ur  crying

because omg that ginger bread houseWAS UGLY

also jihoooooooooooooon just serenaded you

Dont u just

Then jihoon catches you and panicks

"You okay? Why are you cryin?!"

"HowDARS YOU ASK ME THAT LISTEN UP U JUST SAID SOME SWEET WORDS TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!!!!!!!"

JIHOON CALms down

But u crybaby cant stop crying

and of course jihoon panicks again

So he starts singing some other Christmas song

And then u start crying about poor rudolf

And remember regina george

But then eventually you calm down

And decide to nuzzle up against jihoon who replaced his guitar with you in his arms

Then us fall asleep with him sweetly singing about the spirit of Christmas

DK

 Liz gittit

Of course this ray of light just wants to give off energy to the world 

And since he 

And u u forgetful ass 

Forgot to go shopping for presents 

You decided to go on a dec 24th shopping trip! 

Hurrah! 

But it was too eady for u two 

Like wtf 

Gift giving Is suuch and easy task 

And shoping a day before Christmas 

pshhhhhhh 

Its a heartbeat

 "Whoever gets the best gifts gets for the best price gets to boss the other around until new year," seokmin grins 

You knit your brows deeply at his words 

And wonder what the hell he has in plan for him to think of doing something so ensnaring 

So being the smarter one in the relationship 

"Uh no??" 

Seokmin was like "ok then the other has to do whatever the other says for the entirety of Christmas" 

"???? Whyyyyy?" 

"Because its not challengeing or fun if there isn't any condition" "Ugh fine" 

So the two of you zip around looking for the best gifts you could get 

You try to stay away from the people doing their last minute shopping 

Seokmin doesnt dare go in between an old lady mouthing of another customer 

Tbh its super stressful 

wtf 

what kind of date is this 

Only morons would do this wtf 

Both of you got shoved constantly 

There wasnt really much space to move around 

And there wasnt really anything to choose from 

But hey guess what 

Seokmin found some really cool gifts 

"Daheck did u get that shirt?" 

"Isle five. There were a bunch of people grabbing some stuff and this fell to the ground and so i picked it up and thought it was pretty cool"

You on the other hand got like ok gifts 

I mean theyre not bad

 But da hell did dk get a frikin eeyore onesie idek 

It was no contest.  

Seokmin defo won 

"Yisss so i win therefor u have to make me some Christmas cookies tomorrow" 

"U ho did u really just make me suffer through that so you could ask me to make cookies 4 u???" 

"Yes but we really didn have gifts tho." 

U roll ur eyes 

Seokmin's face falls, "r... r u like mad @ me?" 

"Uhhhhhhhhhh" 

You knit your brows at him but release a smile when u see his nervous look 

"No babo. Im jusy tired, lezgo back home" 

He sighs and nods, kissing your cheeks 

"Dont worry baby, ill carry all of this back home" 

Which he does 

And when u get back 

He says he forgot something in the car

then comes bzck 

And then forcefully turns u around 

Ur about to protest

But the you realize he's putting on a silver necklace on u 

"Yahhhh seokminie, u shouldnt have. Where you even get this"

"I bought it a while back, duh" he chuckles then kisses you on the cheek 

"Merry christmas jagi" 

Mingyu  

You are a genius for getting boyfriend like mingyu 

uh and super lucky like fu-- 

BUT TODAY 

Ur extra glad that mingyu is 10ft tall 

Because ur going to be decorating your very own tree 

Wow 

You bought he prettiest glass ornamnets

 and the sparkliest streamers 

"I have a vision," u explain 

Mingyu nods in understanding 

U and him lift the tree into the living room 

And then u start decorating the tree from the bottom up 

Its all rly chill

 You lot are chatting about whatever 

He's tellling you about ur tour n stuff 

U put on some Christmas tunes for flare 

And then u stand up from the floor and boogey with each other 

Yall shake ur butts 

and go around the tree wrapping it in tinself 

Mingyu steals one of the ornaments from u

 and u try to take it back from him like the genius u are 

Except hes holding it over his head 

N u cant for the life of u reach his hand up there 

So u step on his foot 

And punch his stomach 

And he bends down in reaction 

In pain

Soz

He was asking for it

U steal the decor back 

Then he proceeds to chase u around because aparently ur the bully 

*instert pikachu meme here* 

N then u get back towork 

Or i mean take a break 

And u eat a bunch of holiday special junk 

And then u get back to work 

"ok nows for the star" 

U hand him the star because its the entire point of his existance

getting that star up ther 

with his longass arms 

He turns to u "u dont wanna put it" 

BOI 

u suck in a breath 

"I cant frIKICN REACH IT U LIL" 

He give a face, "there are ways" 

"My go-- just put the AHHHHHHH"

AND THEN THE NEXT THING U KNOW

 Hes crouching down pulling ur legs on his shoulders 

"MINGYU PUT ME DOWN" you say, about to rip of his face 

Mostly because u have nothi to hold onto

but he stands 

with u on his shoulders

and walks to the tree 

"Put the damn thing on before u fall!!" 

Wow its ur fault again

And screaming u put the star on 

And mingyu putz u down 

"Okay that was stressful" 

U punch him in the gut again 

The8  

Minghao is super tired 

But super looking forward to spending time with u 

So u defintely go on a date 

But its of the lazy movie watch variety

Im talking all the chesey romance movies 

Set in december 

that has like mistletoe kisses 

And snow scenes 

And also those holiday specials

 For catroons 

And non cartoons 

Even the one with arnold swartzimacallit 

You pull out the laptop 

And get on netflix 

There's popcorn on 

And hot tea 

Or whatever the hell 

Its all just very warm 

and u and minghao are wrapped together in a warm blanket 

Ur nestled in between is legs and ur super warm and cozy and im so soft bleh 

"Oh oh, u should see this part, its my fav--" 

But u stop uourself when u turn and see minghao fell asleep

 U coo and let him obvi 

taking unflattering pictures duh 

But also cute ones because 

#couplegoals 

He doesn't sleep through all the movies though 

You end up watching non christmas themed films too 

Like toy story4 

OKAY I CRIED AT THE ENDING 

PIXAR IS REALLY COMING FOR MY WIG 

"You look really cute cuddled up against me" he'll randomly blurt 

U feel ur cheeks brun at that 

but no he cant have that 

"I thought i was always cute" 

He chuckles and groans as he hugs u tightly 

U laugh at his reaction 

"Of course you're always cute" 

"Ok but the teddy bear u got me is actually cuter" 

"Nononono, the teddy is cute but uuu are cuter" 

"Were u always this gross?" 

Seungkwan 

Okay 

before u tell me these are getting worse and worse every passing member 

i would first like to say i know 

and  that seungkwan bought u a cute dress for Christmas 

and took u to a fancy restaurant 

Ok ur welcome 

But like even if it werent fancy 

U'd still like it 

cause holy guacamole 

imagine holding seungkwans hand as u walk around

Jsut being so head over heels

and super in love with the cutie

Groooossss 

LinDA 

The feeling is mutual for him when he's around u 

so he stops mid conversations 

just to take ur pic 

Its kinda annoyig 

but kinda cute 

"Hey unknow hansol told me about-- what are u doing"

 "No go on, im just talking ur picture"

 Literally the bst hype man alive 

Will make take dozen upon dozen photos of u 

And will make u pose for aethetics 

He will go on making sure everyone knows u da hottest ho in the place 

n ur like "seungkwan stfu u embarrassssing meee" 

And then oml  

Some moron tries to hit on u 

and seungkwan sqwares up ready to hit a fool 

would he actually do it i mean 

Like 

prolly Not 

but then again he looked really mad 

So u calm him down 

and u go bzck home 

And the cuddles 

"Baby girl im sorry if i embarrassed u"

 "Nah itz chill i mean i know u have good intentions"

U smile and he takes another candid phto of u

"Broooooo!!"

 "Im donnnr. Now hows about we get rid of that dress" 

Vernon  

okay im willing to guess hansol loves drinking hot chocolate in the winter

So he's like 

"Lets do a hot choco review" 

And buys 897 types of hot choco 

Or like ten 

wtf eight hundres pluss is too much 

So ur like okay i like hot choco 

and then he pulls out his phone and does a vlive 

"No i am not jealous of joshua hyungs vlive with his gf" 

Yall make like ten cups of hot choco 

and is chaotic 

Idek how u could get injured 

But hey 

It wasnt even the hot water invovled 

but the wrapping of the choco powder 

"Technical difficulties hansol is a big moron" 

U get him a bandaid

"Ya! I am not" 

Yall start reviewing anyway 

*insert try guys eugenes voice* 

Im rihght

 Ur wong 

Shut up 

After trying the first onw 

Ur like wow dis is good 

the second was even better 

The third one u hold

then u realized there were eight more cups 

And that u made so

much 

so u were like "omf there is too much "

then u debated whether or not calling seventeen to drink the rest 

But then hansol was like "ther isnt enough for themm"

Then ur like 

"okay whatabout making a super hotchoco" 

n vernon was like 

???? 

"THATS THE BEST IDEA UVE EVVER HAD" 

SO YALL GET A BIGASS POT 

MIX THE REST IN 

REALIZE U HAVENT RATED THE other cups

 Shrug it off 

and get a cup of the hot choco mix 

"Tastes like corn" 

"Bish dafaq" 

Dino 

Yikes 

so 

Chan is a dumb ho 

and got himself sick at Christmas so 

nononoono thats a no to any cute date ideas 

and its just you and him staying at home 

U personally dont mind 

but hes like "awww but i had so many ideas"

 but obvi U cant risk him getting any sicker than he already is 

So you stay home and take care of him 

and all he can do is complain about everything 

about the cold 

his runny nose 

The lack of taste of the food

 His head ache 

The fact his bed is hot 

And that fact that u have to take care of him 

And treat him like a baby 

"I am not a baby" 

"Listen up, u are always gonna be my baby" 

"Not u toooooo najsjsjjs" 

You make him some hot cocoa 

And hes like "im not drinking that if u call me baby again" 

"Babybabybabybabybaby" 

Ugghgg "If you keep doing that im not going to give u the gift i gotchu" 

"Well das on u" 

And then u end up going ona glaring contest 

Chan ends up giving it to u anyway 

"i hope u choke on it" he grumbles with insencerity 

U coo when u see that its a handwritten letter 

And then u end up crying because hes super soft

N ur super soft

And gahhh u love him so much

 Chan pats ur back because he doesnt want to get u sick if he hugs u  

U sniffle and wipe ur eyes 

"Who's the baby now, cry baby" 

You snarl and pinch his side 

And now i say

This was probably hecking bzd but i hope u enjoyed 

merry CHRISTMAS 

ITS MY FABORITE HOLiDAY 

TAKE CARE Of urselves mwaah

Support me on ko-fi

[h2bakugou]

May I have headcanons for Bakugo, Todoroki and Hawks with an S/O who is or wants to become an heroine yet she faces a lot of backlash because she is the daughter of a -now imprisoned- villain?

a/n: of course! i love this headcanon, thank you for the request love!!

headcanon: them with an s/o who wants to be a hero but faces backlash because of her family.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing, a bit of angst, mentions of murder/death and violence!

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katsuki bakugou

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Before you even start dating, Bakugou is probably really curious about you. It was all over the news, that you’d gotten into U.A.

And despite the school’s claims to keep every student safe, you still felt like an outcast. Turning down a hall caused heads to turn, kids ducked into classrooms.

You wished people could understand that you weren’t your parents. 

Two years ago your parents had been imprisoned for good, in Tartarus. Watching from a cafe tv, you learned that day that your parents were infamous villains that had killed close to hundreds, and injured more. All under your nose.

You were questioned for a while, in fact, the following six months after they got locked up you spent under a police watch. They found it hard to believe that you had absolutely nothing to do with what your parents did. And after several tests, they decided you were innocent.

News broke that you’d gotten into U.A., so much so that your parents even found out, not that you really cared what they thought, they’d lost all your trust.

Bakugou was able to see your determination though. No matter how many times you were called a villain, or some stupid name that the other kids came up with to try and make you leave, you pushed through.

What Bakugou loved the most is how calm you always looked. He knew you were hotheaded underneath it all. But you couldn’t snap at these kids, that would just prove their point.

But he saw you train and work first hand, unlike these kids. Your quirk was strong, it was no surprise you’d gotten into U.A. You were going to be a powerful hero.

When you started dating, a few things changed. Kids still made fun of you and mocked you, but not as much. Bakugou also got to see that what they said really did affect you.

You’d broke down once in front of him.

Bakugou sat on his bed, waiting for you to come join him so you could do homework. You were shuffling through your bag to find your work when you pulled out a note that had some rather nasty words written on it.

You didn’t want to cry in front of Bakugou but it just happened. Tears flooded down your cheeks as you started sobbing. Bakugou heard your cries and jumped up to comfort you.

“Hey, what the fuck is wrong?” Bakugo asked, his harsh sounding tone was more worried than anything.

“Do you think I’m going to be a villain?” You asked, your eyes red and puffy as tears streamed down your cheeks and soaked the neck of your sweater.

“What-no! What makes you think I’d think that about you?” Bakugou’s upset now too, but his eyes find the note that had been in your bag.

“Who wrote that.” Bakugou’s voice was stern, and it didn’t even sound like a question he was asking.

“I don’t know.” You sniffled.

“I’ll find out.”

“They’ll just do it again. I just wish people could understand I’m not like my parents. I want to help people.” You clung to Bakugou as you cried, his arms holding you close to him.

“They’ll see one day. I’ll make them see.” Bakugou kissed the top of your head and let you calm down in his arms.

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shoto todoroki

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Before the relationship, Todoroki knows who you are. You were all over tv when your parents were arrested for countless murders.

It was ironic. He was the son of a pro hero, and you were the daughter of two villains. Falling in love with you felt like some sort of twisted comedy.

When you got into U.A., Todoroki was unsure of your motives. You’d been labeled a villain kid, and only destined to follow in your parent’s footsteps.

But you were entirely innocent. You had no hand in what your parents had done, and you vowed to never even speak to them again.

Todoroki got close to you, at first to see if what you were saying was true. He was curious. And wanting to be a hero, he was going to stop any chance of a traitor among his classmates.

But then he got to know you. He found out you were kind, and how much you loved to help people.

You were nothing like your parents

When you started dating, he tried his best to understand what it was like to be you. He’d see kids make fun of you, and even adults when you went ou tin public.

He defended you, and people shut up real quick.

You met his dad once, and though Todoroki said it was probably going to end terribly, you insisted on meeting him.

Endeavor was a bit surprised to see you dating his son. Some of his questions for you made you a bit uncomfortable.

“Your parents are still in jail, correct?” It as so blunt, you felt like crawling under a rock.

“Father-”

“Sho, it’s fine. Uh yes, they’re still in Tartarus.” You answered his question. Endeavor could see the uneasiness on your face and decided the questionnaire could be answered later.

“You really want to be a hero-”

“Yes. I’ve always wanted to help people, helping people makes me happy.” You didn’t even let Endeavor finish his statement. Endeavor nodded and left you two alone.

Word got out that you were dating a pro heroes’ son, and well it sparked a lot of rumors. 

For once, Endeavor backed you up. He’d been a bit worried about you, but his words seemed to ease some of the pressure you’d been feeling.

“If she wishes to be a hero, then that’s what she’s going to do. Suspicion is not a means to invalidate her goals and future plans.”

Todoroki has seen you break down a few times, mostly after school when kids would call you a ‘no good villain’ or some other name.

Todoroki comforts you as best as he can, either holding you close to him, or reassuring you that what they say or think isn’t the truth. Or he’ll do both.

Todoroki hates seeing you upset. He knows how bad reputations can ruin someone, and he knows the influence your parents have on you. He’s usually only recognized as Endeavor’s son, so he knows firsthand what being related to a hero or a villain can do.

He’s going to love you no matter what, and he’s helping right alongside you to make sure people understand that you are not your parents.

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hawks/keigo takami

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He’s already a pro, and his interest in you peaks when the news of your parents getting caught spreads.

You’re a newer hero, but the backlash of your parents getting caught drags you down. You feel like you’re drowning.

But in this vision where you’re drowning, a vermillion-winged man pulls you out of the water and smiles at you.

Hawks aims to be your friend at first, he can’t lie, you’re very beautiful, but he wants to get to know you. He’s a bit sketchy himself, so if you are some sort of villain he wants to know.

He doesn’t think his comments affect you. He’s a bit oblivious, he’s not intentionally trying to hurt your feelings, but when he does, he sure as hell regrets it.

“So what’s the masterplan, Miss Devious?” The name he used was what everyone called your mother.

“What the fuck did you just call me?” You turn and look at him, your eyes full of both hurt and anger.

“How are we going to catch the bad guys, or maybe, the good guys?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

“Why would you say that to me? What the fuck is wrong with you?” You shove him away as you storm out of the room.

Hawks cocky grin is replaced by an ‘oh shit’ face. He’s really done it in now, and he’s thinking in his head that you’ll never forgive him for this one. All his other jokes seemed to fly, so why was this one so bad?

“Hey, wait up!” Hawks calls to you. He sends a few of his feathers to pin you against a wall so he can talk to you.

“Why are you so mad?” He asks, trying to examine your expression.

“Why am I mad? You just called me my fucking mom’s name. You’re making it really hard to like you. What part of ‘I don’t associate with my parents’ don’t you fucking understand?” You shout at him. Hawks’ lips form a thin line as he thinks about what he’s said.

“I’m sorry.” Hawks apologizes, figuring it’s best to at least make up for what he’s said until he can figure you out.

“Are you? Or are you just saying that so I don’t lash out?” You glare at him. Hawks looks away and sighs.

“I didn’t realize that-”

“That what? After the countless times I’ve been called a villain, that I wasn’t affected by it? Or that maybe the backlash from dozens of media sources and civilians wasn’t enough and that you feel the need to remind me that I’m the daughter of two awful villains?” You snap, tears pouring from your eyes.

“Hey, that’s not what I meant.” Hawks defended himself, his heart aching as you cried.

“I try so fucking hard. I work my ass off to prove that I’m just as good of a hero as anyone else. I fucking love helping people, it’s my job to save and help whenever I can, but it’s never enough.” You sob. Hawks’ feathers return to his wings as he lets you go.

Hawks hugs you and doesn’t let you go.

“I’ve been an asshole, and sorry won’t cut it for how I’ve acted but I want to make it up to you.” Hawks understood a bit better now. You were trying to fight the corruptness of the media. You were labeled awful things while you were just doing your job.

You’d never done an evil thing in your life, and you couldn’t hurt a fly if you tried.

“Why are you saying this now?” You ask, pushing him away.

“Because I fucking love you.” Hawks blurts out. He quickly covers his mouth, his ears turning bright red.

“Wha-”

In the spur of the moment to keep you from saying anything else, Hawks presses his lips to yours, ceasing the awkward question you were about to ask.

After this, it takes a bit of time for you to fully forgive Hawks, but you fall in love with him. He helps you prove yourself, and the two of you become practically inseparable.

Nothing can erase what your parents have done, but every day, Hawks reminds you that you aren’t your parents, and he’ll do whatever he can to make the public understand that too.

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masterlist

[guilty-pleasures-abound]

Sexy Headcanon A-Z Game

Yeeee, thanks for playing, y’all, these were super fun.

To recap:

Stan: A: Aftercare: absolutely all about the cuddling. He’s such a secret softy, he lives for spooning up with his partner (big spoon, naturally), pressing gentle little kisses on the back of their neck as they both fall asleep.

B: Body Part: His jaw. A girl once told him he had the perfect jaw; strong enough to sit on all night, and it was a compliment he took deep to heart and still thinks of with pride. When it comes to his partners, he loves a nice pair of legs. He likes them to be strong, so when he’s got them wrapped around his waist or on either side of his head, he can tell just how good of a job he’s doing by how hard they squeeze him.

C: Cum: He loves to pull out, just as he’s about to come, and cover his partner in his spunk. Their belly, their back, their face. It’s so sexy, like marking his territory with some secret flag.

D: Dirty Secret: He once stuck his dick in a glory hole in a seedy club in Vegas. It was the best head he ever got, and even though he never saw their face, the experience was jerk off fodder for years after.

E: Experience: Experienced enough to be comfortable and confident. Like most, he thinks back on his first few times as a teenager with a degree of cringe, but has most definitely learned and improved since then.

F: Favorite position: doggy style. There’s just something sexy and primal about it; he likes the way his partner’s back arches, the way their ass impacts against his hips. He liked that he can reach around them to play with their nipples or between their legs, or take a fistful of their hair into his hand.

G: Goofy: He’s a funny guy, what can he say? One can’t just turn off that kind of charm because things have moved into the bedroom. Once or twice he’s overstepped, made his partner angry at him, so he’s learned when to be serious and when he can be a bit more playful.

H: Hair: There’s no use. His hair is completely unruly and grows like a weed, so shaving or trimming doesn’t do much, and frankly he doesn’t understand the idea of removing all his body hair anyway. Why would you want to look prepubescent?

I: Intimacy: even when it’s a new partner he just met, he’s going to make sure they know how happy he is to be there. Sex is great, sex is fun, and if he’s lucky enough to go to bed with someone (even if it’s just once) he’s not going to hold back on making sure they know it.

J: Jack-off: Stan loves to jack off in the shower. It’s efficient, it’s relaxing, and it makes him feel ready for whatever he’s doing after that; whether it’s being Mr Mystery or winding down for bed in the evening. Sometimes he just kind of let’s his mind wander, and sometimes he thinks about past hookups, or occasionally a hot tourist that came through the Shack that he wished he could have had a fling with.

K: Kink: Bondage. He’s been powerless too many damn times in his life, so having control over somebody else, being able to completely control their movement, their position, if they can touch him or not, makes him feel powerful and strong.

L: Location: Unlike Ford, Stan finds it thrilling to fuck in public places. Not town square public, mind you, but in the museum of the Shack? The seats of the Stan Mobile? Hell, out on Lake Gravity Falls in his little Stan O’War boat? There’s something thrilling about it that energizes him like nothing else.

M: Motivation:Stan is all about the visuals. He absolutely loves a good striptease, sexy clothes, sexy underwear. He loves when his partner plays those “what? I’m just bending over to pick up this pen” kind of games, and will play right along until he’s too wound up to keep himself from pulling them into the first private room available to fuck them silly.

N: No: The only time he wants to make someone bleed is if he’s in a real fight; otherwise the idea of drawing blood from a partner freaks him all kinds of out. That’s why he’s totally on board with a bit of rough play like spanking, but would never use tools that could break skin. He doesn’t want to do that kind of damage.

O: Oral: Looooooves it. Loves giving it, loves receiving it. Loves the taste of his partners, loves the taste of himself in their mouths. He’s the kind of guy that takes shortcuts in almost everything else in life, but when it comes to this, he takes the long route. Building his partner up slowly, luxuriating in the sounds they make, the way they clutch his hair and shoulders. He’ll do it as long as they let him.

P: Pace: He likes to pretend to like it fast and dirty (and sometimes that’s true), but he’s such a secret softy, so happy when he gets the opportunity to take it slow and gentle. He loves to take his time, really enjoy everything, drink in as much of the experience as he can for as long as he can.

Q: Quickie: He’s always loved the thrill of a quick fling, especially when it’s someplace they shouldn’t be fucking. It’s like the thrill of pulling off a crime, except he gets an orgasm out of it. It’s especially enjoyable when it’s a partner he has an ongoing relationship with, as he learns what gets them off quickly and satisfyingly.

R: Risk: Stan’s a bit more reserved about trying new things in the bedroom. He knows what he’s good at, so throwing him something new makes him nervous; he’s afraid of being bad at it and driving his partner away as a result. He’ll come around to most things, given enough time, reassurance, and the opportunity to learn about it, but not always.

S: Stamina: He can’t go for hours, but boy does he make the time he can go count, making sure that his partner is comfortable and happy. It’s part of why he loves foreplay so much; he just loves proving that you don’t have to last for ages and ages to make your partner feel good.

T: Toy: he’s a simple guy with simple tastes; he’s not gonna knock toys, but he’s not real interested in them. He’ll use them on his partners if they want them, but he’d much rather use his fingers or his mouth to get them off.

U: Unfair: He’s the worst. He loves to tease, loves to wind his partner up then leave them wanting; that little bit of a sadistic streak in him coming through. He’s a good sport about the teasing being given back to him, though, loving it when his partners brush against him then fake innocence, or play games where he can look but he can’t touch. The waiting and teasing makes the eventual victory all the more sweet and intense, which is exactly the kind of thrill he’s down for.

V: Volume: Noisy. Not outrageously so, but there is an abundance of groaning and grunting when he’s really deep into it. He curses and moans when he comes, too, which has more than once earned him a hand clamped over his mouth to quiet him.

W: Wild Card: there was a girl he met on the road who was all kinds of wild. He was so enamored that he let her convince him to try on her panties; they were lacy and sky blue, and he was genuinely shocked at how much of a turn on it was to see himself in them in her bedroom mirror. It was something he tried to push to the back of his mind since then, but sometimes he remembers and is almost tempted to buy a pair–you know, for nostalgia’s sake. Almost tempted.

X: X-ray: Just like Ford, Stan is thick. He’s an average length but his girth is what leaves his partners melting around him.

Y: Yearning: Not as high as you might think. It’s higher when he has a partner he’s really keen on, but going without sex for long periods isn’t the worst torture imaginable for him.

Z: Zzz: Oh right away! Don’t look to him for long pillow talks, he’s half asleep by the time he pulls off the condom.

Ford: A: Aftercare: he’s very considerate after sex. He’ll go get a washcloth, tidy his partner up, make sure they’re comfortable. He’s not into cuddling all night, preferring a bit of personal space to sleep, but he doesn’t mind a hand on his arm or his shoulder; just a little bit of contact to remind him he’s not alone.

B: Body Part: His shoulders. When he and Stan hit puberty, it felt like Stan left him in the dust for a little bit, but once he really reached adulthood, he finally felt powerful in his own skin. Part of that was how broad his shoulders became, and he made sure the rest of his body was just as strong. When it comes to his partners, he tends to favor nice necks; it’s such an erogenous zone for most people, and something he can inconspicuously touch and kiss, even when in the company of others.

C: Cum: He’s ashamed of how much the idea of coming inside his partner makes him so freaking hot. Partly because it’s an act of trust, and that’s an important factor in his sex life anyway, and partly because in a brain like his, so focused on science–on math and facts and logic-ing his way through any situation–the desire for sex and idea of breeding taps into some primal part of his brain that makes everything else shut off.

D: Dirty Secret: He likes being called a slut in bed. It’s so not what he is, he can count on one hand the number of partners he’s had in his life, but the implication that he’s doing something dirty and naughty by having sex gets him hot.

E: Experience: He was a “late bloomer.” He didn’t have his first sexual experience until well into adulthood, and technically not in this dimension. He eventually learned its value to his life and mental wellbeing, becoming far more open and exploring of it as he traveled.

F: Favorite position: Ford loves having his partner on top. It frees up his hands to touch and stimulate, and allows him to watch their reactions to everything he does.

G: Goofy: He’s never really been one for jokes, that was always Stan’s department. That’s not to say he’s super serious in bed all the time, he knows how to have a bit of levity and fun, but he’s not interested in it becoming a laugh fest by being silly.

H: Hair: Ford doesn’t bother shaving or trimming his body hair, he’s got more important things to worry about. And honestly he hasn’t had any complaints, so he’s not about to start fussing with it now.

I: Intimacy: he’s not about flings or one-night stands, so if he’s with someone, it’s going to be intimate. It’s going to be about the connection between them, the mutual attraction and affection. He’s going be deeply invested in their pleasure, their comfort, and knowing exactly what he feels for them.

J: Jack-Off: He honestly can’t remember the last time he jerked off in bed; he does it when he gets restless, or hits a roadblock with one of his experiments, so that usually mean masturbating down in the lab. (Thank god he had the forethought to have an incinerator down there, or the used tissues would really make things awkward when Dipper came down.) It helps him clear his head and get focused, so he doesn’t tend to think about anything specific, just letting his mind go blank until he comes.

K: Kink: Voyeurism. Started the first time he accidentally caught a couple hooking up under the boardwalk, and realized how much harder it got him than porn ever did. Something about actually seeing it in person just gets him.

L: Location: In a bed is his favorite for sure. A bed was never guaranteed when he was drifting between dimensions, so having one available to him, especially for something so pleasurable as sex, is something he deeply values.

M: Motivation: Ford’s sex drive is deeply influenced by his state of mind, so simply feeling him up won’t get him turned on. Dirty talk is a useful tool in this regard; tell him what you want him to do to you, what you want to do to him, how good it will all feel, how good he is at it–that all goes a long way to get his undivided attention and his very intense arousal.

N: No: Public sex. It takes time for him to trust someone enough to be intimate with them, so the chance that someone else might catch him in such an intimate state (an inherent gamble when in a public place) makes him far too nervous.

O: Oral: When given to him, he likes it as foreplay, but not to finish. And where Stan loves to just go and go for as long as his partner will let him, Ford is less interested in doing that; preferring to get his partner off quickly and efficiently with his mouth before moving on to the next thing he wants to do.

P: Pace: When he’s focusing on the other person, he wants to do what they need to get there, but when it’s his turn, hard and quick is key.

Q: Quickie: He’s mastered quickies. He doesn’t perfect his skills at getting his partner off for nothing; being able to do it in record time but still leave them satisfied is a point of personal pride for him. He likes the challenge, he likes the sense of thrill from trying to “beat the clock” so to speak, especially when the quickie takes place down in the lab while he’s running an experiment.

R: Risk: He’s lived a life of danger, experimenting in the bedroom doesn’t scare him. As long as there’s no high risk of imminent death or permanent damage, he’ll try anything once.

S: Stamina: He is very proud of his level of fitness, and that absolutely translates to the bedroom. He can go as long as you need him to, his athleticism a boon for maintaining pace and intensity that satisfies his partner. He needs a little time to recover after he’s climaxed to be able to engage in a second round, but he’s more than happy to provide other stimulation until then.

T: Toy: he’s encountered some stuff in the multi-verse that would blow earth’s collective minds. Stuff that taps directly into your nervous system to give you the maximum pleasure a body’s capable of, just as one example. Sadly he was unable to bring any of it back with him; priorities, after all, he had a monstrous triangle to defeat. He does like toys in general, though; he’s into gadgets, what can he say? His favorite for himself is a vibrating butt plug; he is unashamed of the fact that prostate stimulation makes orgasms more intense, and a good butt plug delivers that in spades. When it comes to partners, his favorite will always be whatever toy they have that gets them off the hardest.

U: Unfair: Shockingly impatient. He doesn’t really do the “teasing” thing well, getting hungry and demanding fairly rapidly. He doesn’t respond well to it either, “playing hard to get” just not coming across for him, and instead leaving him thinking that he has done something wrong that warrants his lover’s dismissal.

V: Volume: Quiet, just the occasional gasp and soft moan or grunt of effort. He’d rather hear his partner’s sounds of pleasure.

W: Wild card: His love of roleplay doesn’t end with Dungeons, Dungeons & More Dungeons. Actually, bring the campaign into the bedroom and it would make his year.

X: X-ray: Ford is thick. It wasn’t something he really thought much about until he had a partner compliment him on it; which brought to his attention the apparent opinion among many that when it comes to dicks, length is not as good as width.

Y: Yearning: Fairly high. He masturbates nearly every day, even when he has a regular partner. Having sex with a partner is better though, taking his focus out of his own head and into someone else, which helps him destress and clear his mind, frequently leading him to breakthroughs in his research and inventing.

Z: Zzz: Definitely takes him a while. He doesn’t sleep much anyway, and while sex can sometimes help, it’s not a cure-all. He takes the time afterwards to talk to his partner, maybe engage in some light cuddling, or maybe just observing them as they drift off. Sometimes he’ll get up after they’ve gone to sleep, throwing on comfy clothes and heading downstairs to make himself some tea or coffee, maybe check on an ongoing experiment, or do some reading or journaling.

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ORG XIII Bullet point lists win. Instant follow. Have you already done a thing about when you [reader] play with their hair. BC BIH I wana get my fingers on Xaldin's sideburns!

hIS SIDEBURNS ? ?  wHAT AN ICON - okay but a lotta dudes in the org have long hair and oH BOY IM JUST HERE LIKE O O F, loVE ME SOME MEN WITH LONG HAIR

also big soz for the inactivity, i’ve been trying to get a lotta drafts done to fill up the queue and empty the askbox wheeze

Xemnas :

You must have balls of steel if you can ask the s u p e r i o r if you can play with his hair without stuttering - but nonetheless, you manage to do it! And you don’t seem to be in any trouble, considering Xemnas’ intrigued grin. “Go on, then” he’d tell you and you’d just stay there unsure like “Uhhh for real ? right n o w?” He probably gets a kick outta this, seeing how far you’ll go before chickening out (like a c o W A R D).

But you’re way too curious to figure out how the fuck his hair works to back out now. While you occupy yourself unraveling the m y s t e r i e s, he’ll merely watch - maybe chat with you . You know how pretty much everyone has a personal scent ? This guy lives up to his title, cause he’s got none. His hair is also super thin so you feel like you’re just trying to grasp n o t h i n g.

Xigbar :

The first thing he does is nudge your side, jokingly asking you shit like “aren’t we a bit too old for that cutesy shit?” while untying his ponytail and making himself comfortable on your lap. W h a t ? It’s not fair that you’re the only one having fun, right ? You can’t help but just roll your eyes at his smug sneer - maybe you should’ve chosen s o m e o n e else for this.

We know how Xigbar is. He’s not gonna shut the fuck up no matter what you do or how many times you ask him - so you just end up having some s a s s y friendly banter, with you pointing out his grey hairs or giving him ridiculous styles while he pretends to be offended. It’s an overall fun time ! Until he refuses to move from his spot on your lap because he’s “too comfortable there”, that is.

Xaldin :

The chances of him willingly letting you get your way are lower than Demyx’s motivation to work. Unless it’s a life or death situation, he’s not going to let you play with his hair - the trick is to ask him when he’s too busy to actually realize what he just agreed to, catching him by surprise. A promise’s a promise, dude, can’t go back on one !

Unlike many others, he won’t let his hair loose just so you can have the pleasure of playing with it. Xaldin will probably give you like 10 minutes cause he has better things to do than to watch you use his hair as a moustache. If you’re brave enough to go for the sideburns, he’d p a n i c and get slightly flustered cause that shit tickles - but he’d try to endure it until you’re done.

Vexen :

I’m torn between Vexen never noticing whenever someone touches his hair cause it’s suuuper long and he just doesn’t give two fucks about it. Or him being hella aware of it cause LONG LOOSE HAIR IN A LAB IS A DANGER HAZARD AND A CATASTROPHE WAITING TO HAPPEN. So I g u e s s I’ll go with the l a t t e r.

Vexen is used to having his hair toyed with because of Zexion (the boy could be a little r a s c a l when he wanted) so he’s not even surprised when you ask him. Well, okay maybe a little. He’d tell you to do as you please, as long as you don’t distract him from work - in the end, he’d enjoy the feeling of your fingers running through his hair ! Maybe he’ll let you do that more often. Y’know, for s c i e n c e.

Lexaeus :

Lexaeus has no problem letting you play with his hair. His only concern is finding a decent position for you to reach his head, without him having to b r e a k his back bending or you having to do some sick parkour. Once that’s settled, you can do whatever you want while he just silently observes or solves one of his puzzle thingies.

Even though neither of you are talking, the atmosphere it’s pretty pleasant and lighthearted. Sometimes you just call out his name from time to time, to make sure he hasn’t fallen asleep lol. Like Luxord, Lexaeus also thinks this situation is kinda comical - like come on he’s the biggest dude in the Organization and here he is, having his hair played with.

Zexion :

At first he’d be startled and cower away in surprise like “e x c u s e me?? WHAT are you doing ?”. Like he’d gladly let you play with his hair, but he’s not used to people touching him so suddenly - just try to give him a heads up the next time. At first it’ll be awkward, cause he just c a n ‘ t stop fidgeting around, extremely aware of the sudden intimacy and closeness of the situation. No he’s definitely not blushing, get some g l a s s e s.

It might take some time for Zexion to get used to it. Mostly cause he feels so n a k e d with the other half of his face exposed - He’ll have his nose buried in his lexicon to avoid eye contact. I can see him totally warming up to the idea and just letting you mess with his hair while he reads a book outloud for the two of you.

Saix :

If you try to ask for permission, Saix will probably say no, so just go for it and pray that he rolls with it. Surprisingly, he does ! Well, more like he hasn’t bitten your hand off - yet. If he’s in a bad mood, prepare for some q u e s t i o n i n g. A half-assed smart sounding explanation will do the trick. If he’s in a good mood, he’ll let you do your thing as long as you don’t distract him too much.

Most likely to purr or just make barely audible b u t hella cute little noises when you play with his hair (i’m getting Saix Puppy flashbacks now, great) You could probably get away with making little cute braids and he won’t notice at all. Try not to be in his field of vision once he does cause he’ll go b e r s e r k on your ass and take away your hair fiddling privileges.

Axel :

Kinda reluctant. He’d poke fun at your eagerness to play with his hair to cover the fact that he’s KINDA embarrassed about this. Probably will let you have your way but only if you two are alone at the Clock Tower - he doesn’t want Xion or Roxas to try and imitate you if they see you. Like come on, there’s a r e p u t a t i o n here to mantain !

Thanks to the latest KH3 trailers we’ve confirmed that his hair is not just a bunch of deadly spikes stuck with hot glue to his head, but instead it’s S O F  T. So yes, playing with Axel’s hair is f u n - even with that permanent scent of fire and burning wood he emits. He likes to see what kind of new style you can come up with. Manbun ? Pigtails ? Braids ? Valid. He’s partial to the low ponytail and will often wear it around the castle.

Demyx

Will strongly refuse at first - mostly cause he puts a L O T of time and gel ever day to perfectionate …whatever the fuck his hair even is. And he doesn’t want you ruining it ! With enough nagging and puppy eyes, Demyx will eventually give in and let you do whatever you want. Okay but his hair has a w e i r d texture with all the products he uses ?

Your hand will probably get stuck there too, so you better wait until like, he takes a shower to wash it all off. THEN you can just play with that fluffy mane. Demyx looks like a completely different person with his hair down, so he’ll be a bit hesitant, afraid you’ll laugh at him - but then he’d discover that he l o v e s when you play with his hair ! He’d pester you to do that whenever you two hang out cause it’s so relaxing.

Luxord :

His first reaction is to just laugh. Well, y’know not a full blown laugh but like a Polite Amused British Chuckle™. W h a t could you possibly want to play with ? He doesn’t have crazy long hair like most of the members in the Organization so he finds this kinda silly - buuut if you’re up for a quick game, he might just indulge you. Only if you win of course.

…Obviously, he lets you win. But you c a n ‘ t really complain about it cause now you get to play with his hair ! Huzzah ! Luxord is a talker, so he’ll just ramble on and on about how endearing and funny this situation is, joking about how lucky you are to have this privilege and b l a h b l a h. You don’t have to worry cause you’ll soon start to hear his light snores.

Marluxia :

Marluxia takes pride in his hair and overall appearance, so he k n o w s how badly you wanna play with that p i n k fluffy mane. If you’re gentle, he’ll gladly grant you the honour of touching it, enjoying your little surprised gasps and hearing you mutter things like “so fluffy and soft !” under your breath. It doesn’t matter if you’re his S/O, he’ll never tell you his secrets !

But he will give you some unsolicited tips and advice on how to take care of yours cause that’s just how he is. His smug and condescending attitude slowly dissipate as he starts to relax, though. Like the others, he m i g h t start to doze off while you do your thing, but Marluxia will try to keep up his cool façade - brushing you off with the excuse of being busy, with the sleepiest expression on his face.

Larxene :

Y e a h - No. Larxene refuses to be seen without her iconic hairstyle, she’ll let you play with those w e i r d antennae she’s got going on but that’s it. Take it or leave it. You don’t know if this is just normal or if she does it on purpose, but sometimes you feel a little s h o c k whenever you reach out for those two strands of hair. But hey, you’re the only one allowed to get that close to Larxene so, kudos to you.

You c a n, however, play with her hair while she sleeps ! Don’t worry about waking her up, she’s a heavy sleeper. Unless you come in banging pots and shit, she’s not waking up any time soon. Larxene will unconsciously lean into your touch, her face visibly softening while you mess with her thin locks. Just never tell her that you do this or she’ll forbid you from entering her room ever again.

Roxas :

Roxas is c o n f u s e d, he’ll move away on instinct and ask if you were trying to pull a prank on him or if you stuck something to his hair. When you tell him that you just like playing with it because the spikes are fun to touch, he’ll pout and get slightly flustered - but will let you continue anyway. It doesn’t matter how hard you try to mess up his hairstyle, it always returns to it’s original s t a t e. It’s like m a g i c.

Since you started doing that, he’s noticed he has been paying more attention to his hair. Roxas never cared about appearances, but the fact that you like something so specific as his hair pretty much inflates his ego a bit. He’d put a little bit more care into it, spending more time in front of the mirror every morning - lowkey hoping you’d notice.

Xion :

Also confused, but instead of stopping you, Xion would imitate your actions - twirling one of your locks around her finger with an amused smile on her face. After a while she’d innocently ask “what exactly are we doing?” and you’ll have to explain the entire concept to her between laughs.

When you tell her that you like playing with her hair, she’d totally blush and feel a bit self-conscious. What if your hands get tangled in a knot or something ? Did she brush it properly ? Wait - She doesn’t even have to with how short it is ! Maybe she should try letting it grow - But yeah, Xion would l o v e this. She’d sit on your lap or between your legs letting you make little braids and whatever while you two chill and talk during breaks.

[myaekingheart]

26. Konoha Matsuri

Just wanna say real quick that this is lowkey my absolute favorite chapter so far and I quickly posted the two previous just so I could post this one on my birthday (May 13th) ^_^

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               For as long as anyone could remember, Konohagakure held a festival smack dab in the middle of every May to commemorate its celebrated establishment. It was no secret that Konoha was a monumental fixture in shinobi history, the first dedicated shinobi village. After its creation, more and more areas followed suit until reaching the geographical landscape of today. Children learned about Konoha Matsuri in the Academy, where in history books it was said that Hashirama Senju created the holiday at first to commemorate the Leaf Village’s first successful year, only for it to become an annual tradition, a true display of patriotism and loyalty to one’s own home.

               It was a few days before the festival when Kakashi paced his apartment as he shuffled through his thoughts. He was grateful to have gotten off work for the day of the festival, a truly coveted achievement in the ANBU especially. His only hope was that Rei may have, as well. The inner cogs of his mind churned as he formulated his plan.

               When Rei awoke that morning, she found a bag of pastries on her doorstep and a note from Kakashi. She unfolded and skimmed it, then pressed her hand to her forehead and sighed. Kakashi would be expecting a response, and soon as this was time sensitive. Konoha Matsuri was a huge celebration that warranted preparation. She wasn’t sure what to tell him.

               As a child, she remembered being mesmerized by the all the festivities, as most children are. The colorful lights, symphony of smells, luxurious kimonos, and brilliant fireworks display were enchanting. Now that she was an adult, the novelty had worn off. This was only further enforced by the social climate she was currently trapped in. The aftermath of her mother’s birthday still loomed overhead, everpresent.

               “I think you should go” Naru said with a definitive nod. That was the only way Rei was ever going to firmly make a decision: confide in her best friend. “I know you’re nervous, but this is supposed to be fun! Try to lighten up just for one day. Oh! And besides, this gives us an excuse to do my favorite thing: shopping!”

               Rei groaned and buried her face in her hands. “My drawers are already stuffed enough, I can’t handle anymore clothes.”

               “Rei, you wear the same three outfits every week and the only reason your drawers won’t shut is because you don’t fold a damn thing” Naru replied nonchalantly. “Whether you like it or not, we are going shopping for Konoha Matsuri.” It was hard to argue with her when she was this excited. Besides, if Naru was going then that provided an extra cushion for any negative encounters she might face. Or so she thought. The blonde’s face suddenly lit up and she squealed with delight. “Oh my god I just got the best idea!”

               “Normally your ‘best ideas’ always end up being the worst” Rei replied skeptically.

               “No, no, no, I mean it! This time, it’s gold” Naru insisted. “I’ll invite Sekkachi to go with us tomorrow, and we can all try on kimonos together and have a great time! It’ll be just like the old days!” Naru was full to bursting with excitement, meanwhile her best friend flopped back on her bed and made the most ungodly noise.

               “I liked the old days better when they were just that: old and in the past” she sighed. “Does Sekkachi really have to come? I’ve had my fill of her for the rest of the year. She barged into my apartment the other day, you know.”

               “Oh, she’s not that bad!” Naru said with a dismissing wave of her hand. “Why can’t you just let bygones be bygones? We’re all adults here! We can be civil with each other, right?” The way Naru looked at her then made Rei feel vulnerable and exposed. Naru wasn’t an Uchiha but with that glare, she might as well have been.

               “Okay, fine, Sekkachi can come but I’m not happy about it!” Rei finally agreed. Naru leapt up in the air and squealed as she did a little happy dance. If only making her happy wasn’t such a pain in the ass.

               It wasn’t that Rei disliked Sekkachi. The blue-haired ninja actually had many positive qualities that Rei found admirable. It was just that Sekkachi was also rude, cynical, insane, and a total killjoy. She lacked the scruples of a compassionate person. Rei was certain the only time she had ever seen her former teammate smile—genuinely smile—was whenever she was hanging out with Might Guy of all people. She never understood the dynamics of their friendship, but somehow she supposed it worked if they had remained steadfast and true to one another this long.

               When Rei awoke the next morning, Naru was standing in the lobby by herself. For a moment, Rei felt a surge of relief thinking that perhaps Sekkachi had cancelled on them. She was also always impulsive and flaky, as far as Rei was concerned. As she descended the stairs, however, she caught sight of the ninja in question standing outside with a cigarette between her lips. Typical.

               Naru waltzed them down the street with one girl in each arm and a massive grin on her face. “Isn’t this just the best? All we’re missing is Chikara-sensei and it’ll be just like old times!” she enthused.

               Sekkachi smirked and flicked some ash onto the ground. “So where are you dragging us first?” she asked. The inclusion of first was instrumental here, because when Naru went shopping, it was an exhausting, all-day endeavor that involved at least an hour in every shop’s dressing room. At least this was one thing Rei and Sekkachi could agree on: they hated shopping.

               After a few hours of no success, Naru insisted they get something to eat since, after all, they needed to keep their energy up for the second half of their adventure. They slipped into Yakiniku Q, and Sekkachi was more than grateful for a chance to sit down.

               “So, I know you’re going with Kakashi, but what about you, Naru?” she asked, tending to her meat on the barbeque.

               “I actually have someone, too!” Naru exclaimed. “It’s Konoha Matsuri, after all, so I had no choice but to go big and hire someone!”

               Rei nearly choked on her pork. “I’m sorry, hired?” Naru nodded vigorously, a wide grin on her face. “Who the hell did you…?”

               “You’ll never guess” the blonde replied, full to bursting with laughter. Rei and Sekkachi blinked in unison. Naru then turned to the redhead, resting her chin in her palm, and said, “I guess there was at least one good thing about your mother’s birthday, and that’s that I was able to get set up with one of the boys her friends were trying to pawn off on you.”

               “Oh, no…which one?” Rei asked, dropping her head to the table.

               “Nibui!” Naru exclaimed. She couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer. Sekkachi looked at her quizzically.

               “And who is this Nibui guy, exactly?” she asked.

               Rei turned her face toward her former teammate and replied, “Nibui is the nephew of this lady my mom is friends with named Suisen. Apparently he is newly single and great with finances.” Sekkachi nodded knowingly, then turned back to Naru.

               “So you having trouble filing your taxes or something? You were always were an idiot when it came to math” she said. Naru frowned and delicately took another piece of meat into her mouth.

               “I’ll have you know, Nibui is brilliant. So much so that he even works in the cryptology department” she explained. Sekkachi nearly choked on her food.

               “And how much did you pay this nerd for this?” she asked.

               “A hundred bucks an hour” the blonde replied casually. Again, Sekkachi nearly choked.

               “A hundred an hour?!” Rei repeated. “Naru, don’t you think that’s a little…I don’t know, steep?”

               “You really do need help with your finances” Sekkachi said in disbelief.

               Naru waved them off and laughed. “Don’t worry about it, I am perfectly fine with my finances! You wouldn’t believe the kinds of mission the hokage has been sending me on lately.” And that was the last that was said on that.

                It wasn’t until late in the afternoon that Naru had finally found the perfect outfit for the festival. She squealed and burst out of the dressing room showing off the color and fabric of the “perfect” kimono. Rei caught a glimpse of the price tag and winced. She doubted she would find anything within her budget here, nor did she have much luck anywhere else. Sekkachi, however, was perhaps in the worst shape of them all. Not only had she not found anything for herself (though, honestly, she wasn’t even really looking) but she had by now become incredibly fatigued and her face had grown considerably pale.

               “Alright, you found the kimono. Wonderful. Now can I go home?” she sighed, leaning against a rack of clothing.

               “But what about you guys?” Naru asked, looking them up and down. Quite frankly, she didn’t think much of their senses of style. Konoha Matsuri was a celebration and it called for spectacular clothes, which neither of these girls really owned.

               “I will go in a chicken suit if you let me leave right now” Sekkachi begged. “Just please…I need to go home. This has been too much for one day.”

               The blonde paused for a moment, then sighed. “Fine” she said, waving her off. “Go ahead.” Sekkachi looked like she was nearly about to break down in tears, she was so grateful. She rushed off as quickly as she could. Now that it was just the two of them, however, Rei knew there was no way she was going to get out of the remainder of this. Naru wasn’t going to let her go until she found the perfect outfit.

               She flipped through racks and racks of kimonos, offering up ones she thought would look good with her hair color and whatnot, but Rei shook her head to most of them, mainly due to the price tag. After a while, Naru caught on.

               “Rei, is there something bothering you?” she finally asked, extending her arm across the rack so Rei couldn’t continue searching. “Something tells me you don’t even want to do this.”

               A stout woman in the back room poked her head out and announced impatiently that they were closing in ten minutes. The pressure rose.

               “Listen, it’s not that. I’m just really nervous about this, the last thing I have on my mind is clothes, alright?” Rei explained.

               “There’s nothing for you to be nervous about! Like I said, can you just relax for, like, one day in your life?” Naru replied.

               “I relax!” Rei countered. Naru stared her down. “I just don’t know if I even want to go through with this, you know?”

               “Well, you’re going to whether you want to or not now we’ve got a total of eight minutes left to find you something to wear and buy it and we’re going to find you something, got it?” the blonde insisted. She then began frantically searching through the kimonos, pulling whatever she could find, and shoving them into Rei’s arms. She then pushed the redhead into the nearest dressing room, insisting, “Try on every single one and then pick which one you like best! If money is the problem then I’ll buy it for you, don’t worry about it!”

               Rei had to admit, Naru offering to buy her something was insanely generous. Not that she wasn’t a generous enough girl already, but the prices in this store were quite frankly obscene. This had to have been really important to Naru for her to be so determined to spend this much money.

               It took Rei all of five minutes to whip through the three kimonos Naru had pulled for her, though she admittedly did not pay much mind to the proper procedures. She eventually picked a floral turquoise brocade and that was the end of it. She zipped out of the dressing room, dragged Naru to the cash register, and checked out much to the shopkeeper’s dismay. They left with two minutes to spare.

               When the day of the festival arrived, it took all of Rei’s strength not to sit and have a panic attack for fifteen minutes. She took her time getting ready, standing under the shower head and just letting the hot water beat against her back. She even applied minimal makeup just to waste time and keep her mind occupied. She was scared that if she got ready too quickly, and was stuck waiting, she would surely lose her damn mind.

               There was a knock at the door just as she was pinning her kanzashi in place. She sighed and mentally prepared herself for what was about to happen, then opened the door to find Kakashi standing on the other side. She had never seen him quite like this before, dressed so casual and relaxed. He still wore his ninja headband covering his left eye and, of course, his mask, but his kimono and sandals were a welcome surprise.

               “Are you ready to go?” he asked, looking her up and down. She nodded, then took his offered hand. “You look beautiful” he commented as they descended the stairs.

               “Thanks. It’s new” she laughed, extending her arm out to fully display her long sleeve. “Naru forced me to get it.”

               As they stepped out into the streets, they were instantly assaulted with the chaotic splendor of festival life. For a moment, standing there beside Kakashi, the novelty of it all returned to her. The lights were mesmerizing, the food smelled to die for, and a tinge of excitement (or was it panic?) struck her chest at the thought of fireworks. She smiled up at him and he returned the favor.

               It didn’t take long for Naru to track down the happy couple, dragging a deadpan Nibui along behind her. Kakashi eyed the young man suspiciously, asking, “Have we met…?” Nibui shook his head.

               “I know you, but you don’t know me. But then again everyone knows you, Kakashi Hatake” he explained. Rei hated the fact that her first impression of him was that he greatly resembled a mole. His beaty little eyes were unsettling, and that middle part in his hair certainly was not the most flattering. But what else could she expect from a cryptologist? They all gave off an aura of sleep-deprived intellectual maniacs.

               As they passed a game of Ningyo sukui, Kakashi nudged Rei on the shoulder and with a smile and whispered, “You should go play a round. That used to be your favorite, right?”

               Rei’s cheeks went dark red as she laughed nervously. “What? Kakashi, no, that’s a kid’s game” she insisted.

               “Dammit! How many times is it going to take?!” a voice then erupted. Kakashi and Rei, as well as Naru and Nibui, looked over to find a familiar face crouched by the Ningyo sukui tub, a focused expression on his face.

               Kakashi chuckled, then turned to Rei. “Well, Guy doesn’t seem to think so.”

               Sekkachi stood over him, arms crossed, then handed the person manning the game another dollar. “Guy, I’m gonna go broke if you keep this up” she said.

               “Just one more try! I’ll get it this time, I swear” Guy insisted. The blue-haired kunoichi didn’t seem convinced.

               “Glad to see you’re feeling better, Sekkachi” Naru greeted as she approached. Sekkachi rolled her eyes.

               “I’m only here because Guy made me come” she replied. Then her eyes shifted to Nibui standing dutifully behind his date, and she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. “Is this your man-whore?” she asked.

               “Excuse you!” Naru shouted, slapping Sekkachi with her fan. “Don’t be rude! I know that’s hard for you, but at least try, alright?”

               “And what about you?” Sekkachi asked, then turning to Rei. “And where is your date?”

               Rei blinked, then turned around to find Kakashi had disappeared. A surge of panic coursed through her, her mind jumping to the worst case scenarios. “H-he was just here a second ago!” she replied.

               A look of concern crossed Naru’s face, as well, searching the area for where he may have gone. Then, her concern changed to a sweet delight and she pointed in the direction of the sukui tank. Kakashi was handing over a dollar, then approaching with a small paper paddle and a grin.

               “Kakashi, no!” Rei whispered, hiding her face with her hand. But Kakashi persisted. He handed her the paddle and then guided her to the tank with a smile.

               “You do remember how to play, don’t you?” he asked.

               “Kakashi, this is ridiculous. I’m not doing this” she insisted. “This is a kid’s game, I’m going to get in trouble.”

               “So long as he’s getting money, I don’t think the man running the game really cares” Kakashi replied. “I would go for that rubber duck if I were you” he then added.

               Rei huffed and shook her head. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She had never felt so hyperaware of her own age before, terrified someone was going to come along and tell her she couldn’t do that. Yet every time she turned around, Kakashi was crouching beside her grinning and silently encouraging her to go on and just do it. Dammit, I hate how convincing he is.

               It took her only a few tries before she was able to scoop the rubber duck out of the water and into her little basket. And when she did, it all came rushing back: that childhood nostalgia, the unadulterated happiness, a simple sense of victory. She laughed and turned back to Kakashi, taking pride in her success. He smiled back at her, overflowing with nothing but love for her.

               “Oh, look! A photo booth!” Naru then exclaimed, gripping Sekkachi’s arm excitedly. She looked around at their little group, then announced, “We all need to go get a picture together, all six of us!”

               “Ugh, is that really necessary?” Sekkachi groaned.

               Naru narrowed her eyes. “Yes. It is” she growled, then in a lighter tone, “I mean, how often are we all together like this? This is a once in a lifetime chance! We have to take it!”

               Before anyone could protest, Naru was dragging the whole clan toward the little shack like a chain of kindergarteners on a field trip. She paid for their picture, then situated everyone in the perfect position. Sekkachi went in the back because she was the tallest, and then Guy went next to her. Kakashi belonged on Sekkachi’s other side, but Rei should be in front of him just enough so that he can put his hand over her shoulder, and Naru would put herself on the other side of her. Nibui, despite Naru’s protesting, opted to stay out of the picture. He didn’t feel particularly included in their little group. After all, he was just a paid date. He didn’t have any emotional or historical connection to any of these people, and he never would. If he was to join in, they would all look back on this night struggling to remember who he was.

               “Alright, fine, you’ve gotten out of it this time but I’m getting another one of just the two of us!” Naru shouted right before the photographer snapped the picture. There was a bright flash of light, and then it was over. He smiled as he watched the final product develop.

               “That sure is a keeper alright” he commented, then turned to the group and asked, “Alright, who gets to take this photo home?”

               As the sky darkened overhead and the festivities began to wind down, the little group made their way to the roof of a nearby building to watch the fireworks. Rei held her little rubber duck in her hands as she cuddled close against Kakashi, resting her head on his shoulder.

               “Don’t fall asleep on me yet” he laughed. “Or else you’ll miss the fireworks.”

               “I know!” Rei replied. “I’m not falling asleep. I’m just happy.” And she truly was. She looked around at their motley little crew and her heart swelled. True, Sekkachi was as unpleasant as ever, Guy was a little too pumped up, and she couldn’t care less about Nibui, but all in all this was the absolute perfect night. She almost felt as if she was going to cry at the thought of how it would all be over soon. The fireworks would flare, they would watch in awe, and then once they were over, the night would end. The street vendors would close up shop. The festival games would be gone by morning. Sleepy children would be carted home on their parents’ backs. And when she awoke the following day, reality would seep back in.

               And speaking of reality, a part of her was truly shocked she had not run into anyone she knew or overheard any snide remarks. Little did she know, Kakashi was determined to give her the best night possible. He had met up with the others previously, insisting that they help him shield Rei from anything that might ruin her night. They put their ninja skills to good use, expertly steering her away from bad situations and distracting her with rubber ducks and photo ops. Every positive memory she would have of this night was the result of her friends fighting to keep away the bad ones. Had she known this, she may have perhaps considered this night even more special.

               Explosions of color and light danced overhead, bursting so close that Rei could feel the vibrations in her chest. She gripped Kakashi’s hand in hers and sighed happily, fighting back tears. She hadn’t realized how badly she needed this until now. And as she sat there atop the roof surrounded by all the people she cared for the most, she realized just how important each and every one of them was to her, regardless of whether they were overbearing or snarky or what have you. Her parents may have rejected and renounced her, but that didn’t mean anything. A family is not determined by blood or by clan affiliation, but by those who care about you the most and in those halcyon moments, Rei realized that she was surrounded by her true family and that was all she could have ever asked for.