#bc people fluster me a little too easily

[magicaltickles]

fluster time!

what if i lightly tickled you, ever so lightly. only occasionally leaning in and scribbling across ur skin <3 wouldn’t that be *so* great? :0

No stop omg 🫣

Only occasionally leaning in??? You're gonna get me all tingly just to make me anticipate the next time???? So rude 😤

[lyvhie]

hi omg read the jeno one I requested ATE DOWNNNNNN…… so for nowwwww maybe thinking jeno (sorry I love him…) x shy!reader who doesent really like the idea of jeno seeing her naked cause reader is SCAREDDDD… so he just praises her throughout the whole thing… LOVE UR WORKS they’re so good 💖

-🦋🦋🦋🦋

touch it | ljn

jeno x fem!reader (18+ mdni)

summary: jeno never intended to invest so much time and effort just to have sex with you.

a/n: my sweet 🦋 anon... i'm sorry it took me so long to post this. as soon as i saw it i started writing but it wasn't coming out like i think it should and i didn't want to give you something bad 😞 please forgive me 🙏 i hope you like this one too, it ended up being longer than i was planning. love u, please don't give up on me!

cw: smut, shy/inexperienced!reader, jeno big dick agenda, very slightly bulge kink, fingering, oral (m), unprotected penetrative sex (bcs i forgot to write the condom part sorryyy 🫣), praising, pet names.

jeno never considered himself a patient person. he always got what he wanted when he wanted. and that's why you were driving him crazy.

at first, he enjoyed toying with you, finding it effortless to get under your skin. it was just a game to him, a way to pass the time by teasing and taunting. he loved pushing your buttons with even the slightest action, knowing how easily you would react.

he wasn't entirely sure why you acted the way you did around him. was it shyness or fear of people in general? perhaps a combination of both. regardless, he found your reactions incredibly endearing. whenever he looked at you, he couldn't help but smile at the way you fidgeted and stumbled over your words.

it was cute. he just knew he had to fuck you. he made it his personal goal.

he was aware that winning you over wouldn't be easy, and that he'd have to gain your trust and go through the whole song and dance. but he saw it as a thrilling challenge, and he was determined to make you his.

he surprisingly found it easy to become your friend. given your lonely nature, he didn't need to put in much effort. you didn't appear to have many friends, which made it simple for him to step in and fill that role.

what began as innocent gestures, like whispering sweet nothings in your ear or tenderly tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, quickly escalated into more intimate encounters.

his “accidental” touches or the casual placing of his hand on your thigh, how he enjoyed wrapping his arms around you from behind, his chest pressed against your back as his hands gently roamed your sides. he did all of this to get rise out of you, to see you get all flustered and embarrassed and it worked perfectly.

he knew that simply being a good friend wouldn't be enough to take you to bed with your legs all open for him, so he doubled down on his efforts. he had to be the best friend you ever had.

he became the person you could count on for anything — if something was troubling you, he'd be there to listen and provide comfort. you wanted a plushie from your favorite show? no problem, he would make sure to get it for you. feeling lonely and in need of companionship? all you had to do was call him, and he'd be right there for you.

all of it was part of his grand scheme to lower your defenses and draw you closer to him. and it worked little by little.

when you confessed that you had never kissed anyone before, his response was instant: "that's what friends are for." he gauged your reaction, noticing the way you nibbled on your lip and fidgeted with the hem of your skirt, all little habits that he had noticed in you a long time ago.

his words were merely to test the waters, to see how you would respond to his subtle advances. he was overjoyed when you finally agreed to his suggestion, after taking some time to consider (a good 5 minutes). he couldn't help but feel proud that he was the one who would get to kiss your innocent lips, a thought that thrilled him. this small victory fueled his confidence in the belief that winning you over wouldn't be hard.

it was fun to him, teaching you how to kiss for the first time and seeing your reaction to his touch. the moment he reached out to touch your face, you quickly recoiled, as if you had been burned. it just fueled his desire to go further and explore this nervous, inexperienced side of you.

"relax, baby," he spoke softly, your favorite term of endearment rolling off his tongue effortlessly. he gently took your hand in his, soothingly rubbing his thumbs over your skin in a reassuring manner. it was his way of calming you down, a small gesture that never failed to affect you.

as you tried to follow his words and relax, he cupped your face between his hands and leaned in closer. with a soothing tone, he instructed you to close your eyes. he was so close that you unconsciously held your breath, which made him chuckle. his breath ghosted over your skin as he spoke, his proximity to you causing your heart to flutter in your chest.

as his lips finally touched yours, a soft gasp escaped you and you nearly jolted. he started with just a gentle peck, giving you a chance to adjust to the sensation. your heart pounded wildly in your chest, the rapid rhythm so intense that you feared it might burst out of your chest at any moment. you were almost certain he could hear it, the sound of your heartbeats echoing in your ears and filling the silence between you.

his soft voice gently commanded, "open your mouth slightly, sweetheart," and you obeyed eagerly, parting your lips. a small hum escaped you as you felt the warm, wet touch of his tongue slipping into your mouth. the sudden sensation sent chills down your spine, surprising you in the most pleasurable way.

as you started moving your tongue against his, following the rhythm he set, he was the one who couldn't help but let out a pleased hum. his hand moved from your face to your hair, fingers gently grasping the locks and pulling you closer to him.

the feeling of your mouth against his, your inexperienced but eager tongue trying to keep up with his, was beyond what he imagined. the taste of you, so sweet and untainted, drove him to become more demanding, rougher, and you didn't seem to mind, responding to his intensity with a sense of abandon.

he carefully maneuvered you onto your back on the couch, crawling over you and bringing his body on top of yours. his hands began to explore your form, tracing every contour until they reached your thighs and gently caressed the soft skin. with a sly smile, he squeezed the supple flesh, grateful that you were wearing a skirt, making his plans even simpler.

tou were so absorbed in the way his mouth captured yours that it took awhile for you to notice his hand roaming further up your skirt. the feeling of his fingers slowly tracing your inner thigh sent shivers up your spine, igniting sparks of pleasure that made you almost gasp into his mouth.

you managed to pull away from the kiss, panting for air, and stopped his hand before it went any higher. "w-wait, jeno," you gasped, your voice breathless and filled with hesitation.

jeno's breath was shallow, his mouth moving to your neck as he inhaled your scent and began to place soft, gentle kisses there, making you left a soft sigh. he hummed against your skin, his voice still unsteady as he responded to you. "what is it, baby?" he murmured against your skin, his warm breath teasing your sensitive flesh.

“i-i don't—” your words were interrupted by a gasp as he sucked on your neck, his lips creating a pleasant suction that made your head spin. but as he continued to nibble and kiss your skin, you softly pleaded, "j-jeno, stop.”

jeno grudgingly pulled away from your neck, his eyes a mix of desire and annoyance as he looked at you. but you were too flustered to notice his expression, hastily hiding your face in your hands, unable to meet his gaze. your embarrassment was palpable, and the moment was suspended in a brief silence.

before he could utter another word, you hastily scrambled out from under him, mumbling a clumsy excuse before hastily retreating to your room. he sat there on the couch, a little bewildered, as he watched you disappear. the sound of your door closing echoed in the silence that followed, leaving him alone with his frustrated thoughts.

he ran his hand through his hair. of course he wouldn't get in your panties so quickly. he got a little carried away by the moment and forgot that he needed to take things very slowly with you.

he had assumed you would lock yourself in your room for a while longer, probably consumed by a million thoughts and doubts that he was all too familiar with at this point.

after a while, he stood up from the couch and approached your door, knocking softly on the wood. "i'll be waiting," he called out softly, and that was all he said.

he was already starting to turn away, but the sound of the door opening caught his attention. you emerged from behind the opening, looking at him timidly, and he was taken aback by your whispered request.

"can we... keep practicing? j-just the kissing…" you spoke in a small voice, your words barely audible but filled with trepidation and desire. he froze for a moment, surprised by the unexpected request, before a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“you don't have to ask twice, sweetheart.”

in the days that followed, a new routine was established between you and him. every time you found yourselves together, whether at his place or yours, the hours would pass in a haze of lip and tongue, mouths moving against each other in a frenzy. by the end of each session, your lips would be swollen and sensitive to the touch, a reminder of the time spent indulging in such an activity.

but what truly fueled jeno's frustration was the fact that your interactions always seemed to stop at the same point. no matter how much he touched and caressed you, nothing ever went further than a few brief moments of physical contact.

he felt an intense sense of desperation growing within him, the unfulfilled desire weighing heavily on his mind. he longed to take things further, to explore more of you, but somehow he always found himself stuck in this endless cycle of heated yet ultimately unsatisfying make-out sessions.

he was already mentally bracing himself for the challenges ahead, but then you caught him off guard once more.

sitting on his lap, your tongues intertwined in a hungry dance, you suddenly did something unexpected. you began to subtly grind against his thigh, your movements and moans so natural it was as if you weren't fully aware of what you were doing.

the sensations were immediate, and he felt a twitch in his pants. the feeling of you riding his leg set his body trembling with desire. a low groan escaped him, his kiss growing more fierce as he tried to keep himself together in the face of your unintentional provocation. he could feel his arousal growing with each passing moment, and the thought of having you so close yet so out of reach was driving him insane.

jeno's grip on your waist became a little tighter as he pulled you down, pressing you against him more firmly. the thin fabric of your shorts did little to disguise the wetness building between your thighs, leaving a noticeable dampness on his pants.

your moans grew a little louder as you lost yourself in the sensations, and jeno reluctantly broke the kiss to look at you. he clutched your waist, stopping your movements and holding you firmly in place, drawing a whine from you.

your words escaped your lips involuntarily, a soft plea for more. "jeno, please," you murmured, desperation tinging your voice. he chuckled softly at the sound of your plea, his smirk growing wider. “please what, baby?" he whispered, his lips brushing gently against yours, barely making contact, teasing you with the lightest touch.

his question hung in the air, unanswered, leaving you floundering to articulate your desires. you felt a mixture of shyness and embarrassment, unable to vocalize what you truly wanted. so, your response was a soft whine as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. his chest vibrated with a low chuckle, his amusement evident at your inability to express yourself clearly.

“you want some relief here, sweetie?” his hand slid between your legs, his middle finger pressing against your clothed cunt, making you gasp at the sudden contact.

this time, you made no attempt to stop him, instead nodding silently in agreement. you buried yourself deeper into the safety of his neck, feeling embarrassment and need. you knew deep down that you were desperate for some form of release, and the realization only flustered you.

jeno, on the other hand, was practically bursting with excitement and joy, mentally launching fireworks and wanting to dance a victory lap around the house. he was finally close to getting the hardest fuck of his life — not exactly in the good way.

his voice was a soft whisper in your ear as he nibbled gently on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. "we should do something about it, shouldn't we, pretty girl?" he murmured, his nose nuzzling tenderly against your ear. "will you let me help you again?" he asked, his breath warm against your skin.

your response was immediate, a desperate plea for his touch. "yes, please," you managed to stutter out, your voice tinged with a hint of need.

even though he just wanted to empty his balls, he knew he had to make you experience some of the sensations and induce you to want more.

jeno leaned against the bedhead, preparing himself for what was to come. his one hand began to trace gentle circles on your thigh, while the other continued to soothe you with soft caresses on your back. "okay, baby," he assured you. "just relax and let me take care of you, alright?”

jeno had become skillful in taking care of you, and his request for you to relax was met with an immediate submission from you. he wasted no time moving your pajamas shorts out of the way, efficiently tugging the fabric to the side.

due to your current position, where you were on his lap, with your chest pressed against his and your face still buried in his neck, jeno had limited visibility of you. he could feel your body against his, but he couldn't see much more than that. despite being mildly frustrated by the lack of visual access, he knew you wouldn't pull away anytime soon, even if he asked. you seemed too focused on hiding your flustered face against his skin.

even so, he could feel how soaked your panties were and that was enough for him right now. once again, jeno wasted no time in his actions, pulling your panties to the side with decisive motion. his digits pressed gently against your sensitive flesh, eliciting sigh from you. his fingers parted your folds, gently exploring your wetness with delicate movements. he took his time, savoring the moment, your soft sounds and how you were already squirming with just a few touches.

you gasped as he slipped a finger inside you. he started pumping slowly, he could feel how tight you were and he couldn't help but feel his cock stir inside his pants, his mind swirling with thoughts of what it would be like to be inside you.

"how does it feels, baby?" he coos, adding another finger to stretch you just enough, feeling how you clenched around his digits and moaned timidly into his neck. “g-good… very good,” was all you could mutter, your breath hitching as you felt him scissor and curl.

jeno hummed, a contented sound escaping him, as he used his free hand to gently push away the strands of hair that hung over your neck. he pressed his lips against your skin, gently kissing and nibbling at the sensitive flesh, feeling a shiver run through you.

jeno's fingers began to search inside you, seeking out the spot that would make you melt. when you trembled and a loud moan escaped you, his smirk widened. "found it," he chuckled, continuing to target that sweet spot with deliberate precision.

he added pressure with his palm against your clit, rubbing it softly but firmly enough to ignite intense sensations. he knew exactly how sensitive you were, and even this gentle touch was more than enough to leave you moaning and trembling.

jeno nuzzled your ear, his breath warm against your skin as he spoke soft words to you. "you sound so pretty, baby," he murmured, his hand never ceasing its movement as he felt your body clenching around him. "i know you're close already," he continued, increasing the speed of his movements. "just let it go, don't hold it back, okay?" he coaxed.

you didn't even realize how close you were, the sensations stirring in your body completely unexpected. there was a strange feeling in your stomach, your toes curling as you clung to him tighter. then, his words struck you like a command, and suddenly, a wave of pleasure washed over you. the new sensation was overwhelming, almost transporting you to another realm.

jeno absolutely loved the way you mewled his name in the midst of your climax. he relished in the sweet sounds you made, eagerly anticipating the chance to hear more and feel more of you. his desire was palpable as he continued to watch you come undone in his arms.

with your body quivering from the aftermath of your climax, you leaned against him, allowing your weight to fully rest on him. the tingles that coursed through you seemed to reach every inch of your skin, leaving you breathless. you panted slightly as you felt your body slowly returning to a state of stability.

jeno slowly withdrew his fingers, wiping them clean on your shorts. with a gentle tug, he drew your face away from his neck, allowing him to finally get a proper look at you.

your mind was still hazy from the intensity of your climax, and you barely registered his actions until you saw the smug expression on his face. the realization that you looked so utterly wrecked just from a little fingering made jeno silently contemplate how you would look when he pushed you further than just his fingers.

you were on the verge of speaking when he silenced you with a kiss, a kiss that you gladly returned. the touch of his hands slipping under your shirt sent a shiver down your spine, his fingers gently caressing your bare skin. you felt his touch drifting over the clasps of your bra, his movements deliberate and suggestive.

despite being consumed by the myriad of sensations he was evoking in you, you couldn't help but notice the way his hand tugged at the hem of your shirt, clearly signaling his intention to remove it. but as he began to lift the fabric, you instinctively halted his movements by placing your hands over his, preventing him from proceeding further. you pulled away from the kiss, gazing into his eyes a hint of hesitation.

“n-not yet, jeno,” you managed to stutter out, biting your lower lip as you averted your gaze from him. the thought of revealing yourself even partially in front of him sent a wave of fear and nervousness coursing through you. despite the intimate moment you had just shared, the idea of baring your body to him, even further, felt overwhelmingly nerve-wracking.

frustration and disappointment etched itself across jeno's features as he suppressed the urge to curse aloud. instead, he released a soft, frustrated breath, his forehead coming to rest against yours. he had been eagerly anticipating a night of finally fucking you senseless until you can't even remember your name, and your hesitation dampened that hope once again.

your soft-spoken words brought him back from his momentary disappointment. "but i..." you began, your voice tinged with coynes and a hint of determination. "i want to make you feel good too," you confessed, your eyes drifting down to his lap, where you couldn't help but notice the evidence of his arousal. there was curiosity and desire in your tone as you confessed your wish to return the favor. “j-just tell me what to do…”

a spark of something akin to admiration and appreciation flared up in jeno's eyes as he processed your words. out of all the things you had ever said, these words felt like music to his ears. a hopeful glimmer of satisfaction shone through, a realization that the night might not be a complete wash after all.

jeno chuckled affectionately, his voice carrying a hint of genuine appreciation as he spoke. "that's so nice of you, sweetie,” he murmured, gifting you a gentle peck on the lips which prompted a smile to bloom on your face. following his instructions, you carefully repositioned yourself, assuming a kneeling position between his legs, your eyes looking up at him expectantly.

a glimmer of greed flickered through Jeno's eyes as he took in the sight of you looking up at him. his hand cupped your face, his touch soft as he traced his fingers along your cheek. a subtle smile played at his lips as he issued a command, his voice dripping with desire. “you can start by taking off my clothes,” he murmured, his eyes locked on yours, hungry and full of heat.

you followed his directions without hesitation, slowly unbuttoning his pants and gently pulling them down, the sound of the fabric rubbing against his skin filling the room. as the fabric pooled around his ankle, your eyes couldn't help but drift towards his impressive package, your breath catching in your throat at the sight.

you saw a darker spot on the fabric of his boxes, damp with pre-cum, you wasted no time in removing the remaining piece, freeing his aching cock that stood proudly in front of your eyes, eliciting a soft sigh of relief from him.

you continued to stare at his dick, blinking a few times as you processed the sight. he was big. too big.

jeno chuckled heartily at the sight of your eyes widening in surprised awe, his ego swelling with a touch of cocky confidence. he knew exactly what was running through your mind. "don't be shy, pretty girl," he teased, a sly smile playing on his lips. "you can touch it." he leaned back, resting his weight on his hands as he waited for you to make a move.

as calm and collected as he appeared to be, jeno was practically craving your touch. his muscles tensed under your gaze, and there was a hint of desperation in his eyes as he longed for your caress. however, he was determined to maintain a facade of coolness, masking his inner pleading with subtle smirks and sultry words.

as your delicate hands finally encircled him, a soft sigh escaped jeno's lips, his eyes closing for a moment as he savored the sensation. jis breath hitched, his teeth gently sinking into his lower lip in response to the pleasure coursung through him. his dark gaze was fixed on you, watching intently as you explored him with a look of curiosity and wonder in your eyes.

you started to stroke his cock slowly, the pre-cum acting enough as a lubricant, facilitating your movements. “just like that, sweetheart,” he said in low groans, his breath heavy.

yes, this. more. fast. please. he closed his eyes tight to savor the sensation. each sweet, slow movement of your hand pushed him closer to relief. and then... a new sensation joined the others. a delicate, refreshing affection, at the tip of his cock. almost like a breeze. you were licking it. rolling that pink, shy and naughty tongue around the head of his erection. kissing and tasting lightly. the feeling was intense. sublime. insufficient.

it took him by surprise how you effortlessly seemed to know what to do, and he found himself thoroughly enjoying it. his hands threaded through your hair, his fingers delving into the soft strands as he lavished his touch upon your head. in that moment, he found himself unable to hold back his words. his voice came out in a rough whisper, "put it all in your mouth.”

for a brief moment, a flicker of worry crossed jeno’s expression. he feared that his request might have intimidated you, that you may stand up from your position on the ground and refuse to continue. he was on the verge of pleading with you, nearly uttering a desperate “please,” but before he could voice his concern, you unexpectedly acquiesced to his command, enveloping the head of his cock in your wet, ecstatic heat.

you began hesitantly. which was understandable, since this was your first time. but you didn't need much skill. he throbbed with desire while you showed great enthusiasm, even though you had no experience. there was little you could have done — except bite him, perhaps — that wouldn't have been delicious.

you were more than good. it was fantastic. he found himself rocking his pelvis, trying to go deeper each time your sweet, juicy mouth descended on him.

a ragged moan escaped his lips as he spoke, his grip on your hair growing tighter as he moved his hips in a quicker, more insistent rhythm. “you are doing so well, baby. so, so, well,” his words came out in a deep, raspy tone.

the mounting tension between you had taken its toll on jeno, and he was acutely aware of the pleasure that had been denied to him for a considerable amount of time. it was a struggle to maintain control, and he found himself teetering on the edge of climax.

as you continued your ministrations, he swallowed hard, the air around him seemingly growing thinner. his body trembled under your touch, his breath escaping in ragged gasps as he felt his climax building up, on the verge of tipping into pure ecstasy.

and, before he could even warn you, he came in your mouth, holding your head in place, forcing you to take his entire load. he didn’t mean to do that, but it felt so good he didn’t want you to pull away at the best part.

as you pulled away, gasping for breath, jeno's grip on your hair loosened, his hands gently releasing their hold on you. his own chest heaved with effort, his breathing ragged and labored from the intense encounter. he gazed at you with eyes heavy with desire, drinking in the sight of your disheveled appearance and the thin line of his cum that traced the corner of your mouth. in that moment, his expression was one of pure contentment and satisfaction.

a ghost of a smirk played at the corners of jeno's lips, his voice lacking any trace of remorse. "i'm sorry, i should have warned you, baby," he said, his words carrying a hint of satisfaction rather than regret.

you glanced up at him, offering a timid smile as you assured him, "i-it's okay, it wasn't that bad,” he watched as you ran your tongue over your lips, innocently cleaning the remnants of his essence.

god, he thought, you're so sexy.

from that point forward, not only had making out become a regular occurrence, but oral sex had become something you enthusiastically welcomed. jeno couldn't help but notice the change in you, how earnestly you seemed to embrace the act of pleasing him. it looked like you derived a sense of satisfaction from bringing him to such levels of ecstasy.

even though jeno was completely happy with the addition of a new activity to the menu, it still wasn't enough. don’t get him wrong, he loved getting a blowjob whenever either of you were in the mood, but what he really needed was to actual fuck you.

he found himself perplexed by your reluctance to take the next step. while he was fully aware of your penchant for shyness, he couldn't help but wonder why you hadn't given in yet.

considering the things you had already engaged in, he assumed that your comfort level would have already reached a point where you would be receptive to more.

the mounting impatience and desire finally got the better of him, and he decided that it was time to address the issue directly. he took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts before addressing you with a blunt question.

“baby, why don't you just let me fuck you?”

jeno caught you off guard, interrupting your casual routine as you were making your way to bed and using a towel to dry your hair. you momentarily froze, the towel suspended in mid-air as you turned to face him with widened eyes. “w-what? jeno…!” you stuttered as you hastily grabbed the towel, clutching it against your face in an attempt to conceal your flustered expression.

he couldn't help but roll his eyes, at your reaction, with a smirk on his lips and a chuckle in his voice, he reached out and pulled you closer to him, his arms encircling your waist and drawing you into his embrace. he settled his chin on your belly, gazing up at you with a curious expression and added with nonchalant tone, "i’m just curious, you know.”

with a single movement, jeno reached up and took the towel from your hands, tugging it away from your face to reveal your expression. his eyes scanned your face, taking in the adorable sight of you all bashful and shy.

"i-i..." your voice trailed off, your nervousness clearly evident. jeno's eyes remain fixed on you, waiting patiently for you to continue. sensing your hesitance, he encouraged you gently, his voice soft and soothing. "mmm, i'm listening," he urged, silently coaxing you to continue.

you averted his gaze, your voice barely above a whisper as you finally confessed. "i-it's just...you'll see me naked and all...," you admitted, the thought alone making your heart race with anxiety.

jeno's eyes widened momentarily as he processed your words, his expression alternating between disbelief and shock.

that was the reason? no fucking way.

"are you serious?" he asked, his voice filled with a touch of incredulity. you responded with an eager nod, still not looking at him, "i-i can't do that, you'll see everything!" your voice trembled slightly, the thought of being fully exposed in front of him clearly terrifying to you.

jeno couldn't believe what he was hearing. it seemed almost unbelievable that the reason you were hesitant to take the next step was solely because of the thought of being completely naked in front of him.

his facial expression softened as he tried to understand your perspective better. "baby, it's me, you know," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring. he reached out to cup your face, his touch tender. "you don't have to be embarrassed with me," he continued, his eyes searching yours.

"i...i know that," you stammered, feeling your heart fluttering in your chest at his touch and the soothing sound of his voice. despite knowing that he was someone you trusted deeply, the thought of being completely nude in front of him still felt overwhelming.

you tried to articulate your feelings, your words coming out in a shaky whisper. "but... it's just... i'm worried i won't look good enough for you," you confessed coyly.

great. you were insecure. he forgot that.

“that's just so stupid," he muttered, pulling you onto the bed with him and positioning you straddling his lap. his fingers gently cradled your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. "you know i love every single part of you, right?" he repeated, his tone tender and sincere. "even those i'm yet dying to see," he added with a smirk, his eyes roaming over your body, taking in every contour. "you are just perfect.”

your eyes widened slightly at his words, his unwavering confidence in your beauty causing a flutter in your chest. insecurity still lingered, but the way he spoke with such certainty made your doubts waver.

your hands unconsciously found their way to his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as your breath hitched. "you...you really think that?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper as your lips form a small pout.

jeno chuckled softly, his hands moving from your face to your hips, their grip firm but gentle as they held you in place on his lap. "i don't just think it, i know it," he replied, his eyes scanning your face as his thumbs began to trace soothing circles on your hipbones.

his voice dropped lower as his eyes held your gaze, “your body is incredible," he repeated, "i love every inch of it." his expression softened, and he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin. "and i would love even more if you just let me see more of you. you have nothing to be shy about, baby. let me show you just how much i appreciate every part of you.”

your heart skipped a beat, his words igniting a flutter of anticipation within you. despite your lingering insecurities, you couldn't deny the way his words made your stomach churn with excitement and nervousness, he sounded so inviting.

after a few moments of contemplation, your voice trembled as you finally gave in, your eyes meeting his.

"o-okay," you whispered, the word barely audible, as if spoken more to yourself than to him. taking a deep breath, you made the decision, your heart racing in your chest. “i-it's fine.”

as soon as the words left your mouth, granting him permission, Jeno's lips were on yours in a heartbeat, the kiss passionate and feverish. his hands didn't waste any time either, slipping under the fabric of your shirt to caress the soft skin of your back.

“that's it, sweetie,” he said against your lips. “i promise it will be worth it,” he pulled you closer, the intensity of his embrace and the hungry way his tongue sought yours sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

jeno's impatient hands were soon tugging at the hem of your shirt, his movements eager and insistent as he lifted it over your head, revealing your bare upper body, clad only in a bra. his breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of your exposed skin, his eyes roaming over you, appreciating every inch. his hands continued to caress your skin, the feeling of flesh on flesh sending shivers down your spine.

his touch was gentle and deliberate, his fingers tracing soft lines along your collarbones, your arms, down your sides. he leaned forward, his lips pressing kisses along your neck and collarbones, nipping and nibbling at the sensitive skin there. "you are so beautiful, baby," he murmured against your skin. "i've been wanting to do this for so long.”

he continued to kiss and nibble at your neck and collarbones, his movements soft but insistent. as he trailed a path of kisses down your chest, his fingers traced the lace of your bra, tracing the edge of the fabric with the tip of his fingers.

his lips moved lower, his kisses growing more frantic as they reached your chest, his tongue tracing the contour of your cleavage as his hands continued to roam your body. his fingers trailed a path down your back to the clasp of your bra, his knuckles brushing against your skin as he fumbled to undo it.

jeno's fingers worked quickly to undo the clasp of your bra, his touch both impatient and skillful as he finally managed to free you from the confines of the undergarment. he pulled it away, revealing your bare chest to him, your tits jiggling slightly.

“fuck,” he exhaled a shaky breath, his eyes taking in the sight of your exposed flesh. "you're more beautiful than i ever imagined," he murmured, his voice filled with desire and awe.

as jeno continued to gaze at you, you couldn't help but feel a wave of shyness wash over you. your arms instinctively moved to cover your chest, attempting to shield yourself from his unabashed staring. embarrassed, you muttered, "s-stop looking at me like that.”

he reached out and gently pulled your arms away from your chest, exposing your bare skin again. “don’t be embarrassed,” he said, his voice soft and soothing. “you’re gorgeous. i could look at you all day.”

He leaned down, his hands trailing a path across your chest, his fingertips gently caressing your boobs. his touch was feather-light, almost reverent as he explored the contour of your flesh. he took his time, seemingly wanting to savor every moment of this encounter.

slowly, he lowered his head, his hand reaching out to cup one, his thumb brushed over your nipple, his fingers closing around your breast, squeezing gently as he drew your nipple into his mouth, sucking softly. he hummed contentedly, lost in the sensation, his lips working slowly, savoringly.

a soft gasp escaped your lips as jeno's tongue worked its magic, sending shivers down your spine. your body writhed beneath him, your fingers tangling in his locks, tugging at them softly.

feeling your body respond to his touch, he took the opportunity to lay you down on your back, gently coaxing you into the plush pillows. he never stopped his ministrations, he caught your nipple between his teeth, giving it a light bite and then sucking, his hands roaming over your body with a possessive touch, as if marking you as his own.

“god, you're so perfect," he whispered, he moved to your other tit, giving it the same attention. "don't hide yourself from me again.”

jeno's hands slid to the waistband of your shorts, his touch burning against your skin. he pulled them down, along with your panties, as you lifted your hips up to help him guide them down your thighs and off your body.

when you were finally bare before him, he couldn't help but take a moment from sucking your boobs to admire the sight of you laid out beneath him, open and vulnerable.

“look at how hot my pretty girl is,” he bite his lower lip, leaning closer to capture your lips in a rough kiss, his fingers making their way to between your thighs. he knew he needed to prepare you for the main event, to make sure you were ready for what he was dying to give you.

you were so sensitive that it was easy to get reactions from you, he didn't even need to finger you that much to make you come a few times, that, along a few praises on your ear while hitting your sweet spots, were enough to have you squirming under him.

jeno's breath was warm against your ear as he spoke, his words sending delightful shivers down your spine. "okay, sweetie," he whispered, his lips still pressed against the sensitive skin of your neck. "you're doing so well."

he could feel your quick breath and the sweat beginning to form on your forehead. his wrists were growing tired from his efforts, but he wasn't backing down. "i'll make you feel even better," he promised, his voice low and seductive.

he shifted his body, his hands working quickly to remove his clothes, discarding them carelessly on the floor beside the bed.

your eyes drank in the sight of jeno's body, taking in his toned muscles and the way his body glowed in the faint light of the room. your gaze fell on his cock standing proud and ready, and a wave of heat washed over you, making you instinctively press your legs together. he was so hot. it was unfair how good he looked.

“like what you see, pretty?” he asked with a smug smile. you weren't brave enough to say the words out loud, but you wanted him to know that you appreciated him too, so you only nodded fiercely, making him laugh and lean over you to press his lips against yours in a gentle kiss while positioning himself between your legs, his erection rubbing against your thigh.

jeno broke the kiss to look into your eyes, his gaze intense and serious. he gently cradled your chin in his hand as he spoke, his voice filled with concern and desire. "just listen to me for a moment, okay?" he said softly. "i need you to promise me that if it becomes too much, if it hurts in any way, you'll tell me to stop. can you do that for me, baby?”

his words hung in the air for a moment, the implications clear. you knew why he was saying that. the size of his cock was undoubtedly intimidating, and it was natural to feel a pang of fear. but your desire for him overpowered any reservations you might have had.

with a nod, you responded. "yes, jeno, i can," you gave him a small smile, "i’ll tell you if it's too much.” he studied your face for a moment, making sure you were sincere and not just saying it to please him. he could see the want in your eyes. the way you nodded your head and answered him firmly gave him the reassurance he needed.

“that’s my good girl,” he kissed your cheek, straightening his back and wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking it a few times before pressing it against your entrance, teasing you lightly by rubbing the tip up and down.

then, he slowly pushed his lenght inside you, as he advanced, you gasped and clutched the sheets, small whimpers of pain escaping your lips. you were lucky you were wet enough to ease the pain, his dick slid into you with ease, he really prepared you well.

jeno's expression mirrored pleasure, his eyes closing in ecstasy as he threw his head back and let out a silent moan. it was as if he had been waiting for this moment for an eternity, and the feeling of you enveloping him was like entering a state of nirvana.

he paused for a moment, his body trembling with pleasure and exertion, as he looked at you. he was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

"are you doing okay, baby?" he asked, his voice hoarse and low, he wasn't even half way and you seemed to be struggling already.

he looked at your face, taking in the expression of pain and pleasure mingled on your features as your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes welled up with tears. despite the discomfort you were feeling, you reassured him. “y-yes, keep going," you managed to say through trembling lips, your voice shaky but determined. "i can take it, i promise.”

jeno couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for finding you so incredibly hot even in that moment. he leaned in closer, pressing his face against your neck, and sought out your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. it was an attempt to provide some distraction from the pain, and his words were a soothing whisper against your skin.

"that's it, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice low and comforting. "you're doing so well. just a little more,” he continued to move his hips, causing you to gasp once more, and he couldn't help but moan at the feeling of you squeezing him. his grip on your hands tightened as he fought to maintain control of his own desire to simply fuck you hard.

and when he was finally fully inside you, a wave of relief washed over you, releasing a soft sigh from your lips, you never felt so full before.

he soon let go of your hand to straighten his back again, you were speared open by his cock and when he pressed the palm of his hand on your belly and you felt the bulge he made there, it was too much. neither of you were expecting you to cum right now, your voice crying out his name as your entire body tremble.

“fuck, baby, already?” he asked under his breath, a smile on his lips. again, that was so hot of you. he can't believe he made you come like that.

and that was enough for him. he pulled his hips back slowly, his cock almost all the way out, a brief moment of relief when your insides were empty again, which didn't take long when he pushed back into you hardly, his tip hitting your cervix, making you both moan loudly. you didn't even had time to recover from the most intense orgasm of your whole life.

“fuck,” he said almost breathless. “feel that, pretty girl?” his grip on your hips tightened enough to feel painful and leave bruises. “feel how deep i am?”

the room was filled with sounds of skin against skin as he increased his pace, thrusting even harder while voicing out a few praises to you, saying how well you take him, how good your pussy feel, how he wanted to fill you up with his cum.

he nipped and nibbled at the sensitive flesh, leaving behind a trail of kisses and light love bites as he continued to move in and out of you. your name spilled from his lips like a prayer, a plea, a mantra.

you had intended to speak, to ask him to slow down, but before you could utter a word, jeno sealed your lips with his own, effectively silencing your pleas. his kiss consumed you, capturing all your moans and protests.

he picked up the pace, his movements growing more urgent, more desperate as he feel himself getting closer to his climax. jeno's voice was a low, seductive whisper, his breath hot against your neck. "gonna fill you up, pretty," he murmured, his teeth sinking into your flesh. "you're gonna take every single drop," he whispered fiercely, nibbling at your neck once more as he continued to move, his thrusts growing more insistent.

his hand went to your clit, wanting to make you cum once again, this time right with him. he was close to his limit and he knew he was overstimulating you, then it wouldn't be so difficult. within moments, jeno felt his body become tense and his thrusts more erratic, his movements stuttering even more as he felt you tighten around him.

it didn't take long for you both to cum and you feet him fill you with his hot seed, both moaning loudly. jeno gave a few more thrusts to make sure you were going to take everything he had to give you before pulling out of you.

jeno's body collapsed onto yours, both of you panting and struggling to catch your breath in the aftermath of your climax. the room was filled exclusively with the sounds of your labored breathing.

you could feel the hotness of his skin against yours, his heartbeat racing against your chest as he tried to regain some control over his own breathing. his weight pressed you into the mattress, his body limp and sated.

he buried his face against your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. his grip on you loosened, his arms coming to rest by your sides as he lay on top of you, completely spent.

after a few moments of comfortable silence, jeno rolled off you and settled onto his back beside you. he broke the silence, his voice gentle, "how are you feeling, baby?" he asked, turning his head to look at you. he noticed the tired yet content smile on your face.

“blissful,” you answered with a light giggle, making him smile back at you.

good. he was going to focus on that now instead of thinking about how stupid he was for cumming inside you on the first fuck and how this could be a big problem in the future.

[dwaekkicidal]

i need to know your thoughts on groping binnie and how he'd react

and i'm not just talkin boobies. i'm talkin' errything.

LMFAOO im glad this is still on your mind too (SRY THIS TOOK ME A MINUTE) a teeny bit suggestive

links are yt short links bc the boys love his body so much

the biddies & arms:

we've all see that the boys constantly grab at his chest and arms any chance they can. so tbh? I don't think he would care LMAO goes on as if nothing happened I do think he would lowkey enjoy both though, he loooves when people appreciate all his hard work and they are both physical pieces of proof of it will def stroke his ego and rile him up if you basically drool or bite your lip while you're feeling him up (I'm talking to you, felix.) probably will shriek and get super flustered if you mess with his nipples a little tho :3

"YAH-! Don't pinch my nipples like that.."

his ass & thighs:

minho was so real for this I think binnie will only have a problem with it if you grab too hard (& it hurts him) or if you did it in front of the guys (he gotta keep up the 'dark rapper' persona yk 🙄) gets red in the ears if you're feeling him up for a little too long and stutters 🤭 will grab your ass and/or smack it back as revenge give it a little smack on the ass when he least expects and he'll squeak

"AH- Jagiya.. what are you doing? haha.. Come back here."

his waist/tummy:

absolutely melts I DO NOT care you can't tell me otherwise (I cant hear you lalalalalalala) hear me out.. a lot of people talk "changbin abs this, changbin abs that" but he has said himself that he doesn't have any (1 its hard to keep abs as is and 2 even though he works out enough to keep them, they're only really prevalent on skinnier people and we know he's thicc.) I could see him being a little insecure about his tummy or just being super shy about it so he gets easily flustered hug him from behind while his guard is down and just run your hands along his sides or his stomach and he'll get all shy 🤭 gets turned on if you do it enough hehe

"*smirks* Bunny... don't start something you can't finish."

moral of the story: worship him and his muscles because he deserves it but also because he gets flustered and turned on by it

also strokes his ego :3

[partycatty]

Can you do Johnny and a Fem reader thats taller than him? I'm getting KINDA TIRED of the whole 'u look up at him' thing like... no I don't.

the prompt made me giggle bc i have a mk oc that's taller than most people LOL

johnny cage > improv

johnny meets his new partner in his upcoming action movie, he doesn't expect to be outshined.

notes: johnny's like 6'1 probably, so i'm making the reader somewhere around 6'4ish. just taller. like "look down at him" taller.

[ masterlist ]

a new action movie? hell yeah, no problem, johnny figured as he walked with a sway in his arms. walking onto this set and that set was something he was fairly used to, and he practically owned his little area in this particular studio, considering just how often he picked up their projects. what he didn't anticipate, though, was his usual spot by the temporary living space was taken up by a trailer that was most certainly not his. who uses that color on the exterior?

then again, he thought, maybe something changed. maybe his assistant rented a different model and he was supposed to try it out. so, like the gentleman he is, johnny tries the door to the trailer that opens with a firm click. the last thing he expected was to see a figure at the other end of the trailer, sitting at a screwed-in vanity and humming under their breath.

"excuse me," johnny calls out, crossing his arms as he takes a few more steps inside. "i believe we haven't met."

you swivel in your chair, removing the earbud that was settled in your ear. when you realize who you're talking to, you sit up straight.

"oh," you're surprised he just welcomed himself in. "hello. are... is there something you need?"

johnny swallows, a little weirded out by it all. "yeah, actually. uh... you're in my spot."

"your... spot?" you raise a brow, looking around for the imaginary chair he must have been referring to. "i don't follow."

johnny shakes his head. "it's... nevermind. this spot on the lot is usually for the lead role."

his comment makes your brows knit together. "i am the lead role."

you can see the gears turning in his head as he realizes what he got himself into. you're an A-List celebrity, just like him. johnny wasn't going to be the top dog like always. it all makes sense now, reading the script and realizing why all of the emails were cc'd and never directly sent to his manager; you're the lead, he's the secondary.

all johnny could do was step toward you, now looking down at you as you sat at the vanity. his expression is blank, though there is a flush of embarrassment on his cheeks for being wrong. god, he hates being wrong.

"oh, sorry," your hands grip the sides of the chair, snapping him and yourself from the silent tension. "suppose i should introduce myself."

you hoist yourself from being sat and tower over the actor so easily it's a shock his knees don't wobble out of nervousness. you're tall, so damn tall and it flusters him even further. he doesn't even realize your hand is outstretched, he's too busy swallowing thickly over your shadow overtaking his form.

"you're..." johnny trails off, finally attempting to shake your hand. "nice to... meet you. sorry, i—" he spins on his heel and exits the trailer with a slam. you chuckle, realizing he was covering his face sheepishly, raising his sunglasses to the top of his head. interesting first impression.

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shooting the first scenes came quickly after your introduction, the weirdness of it all still bothering johnny ever so slightly. as you stood side by side he couldn't help but steal nervous glances. his side eyeing was not only incredibly obvious but reminiscent of a dog.

he always thought he was into people smaller than him, considering he himself was a big guy. but the way you'd use your height to your advantage, or the times you could look over him, he was blushing like a maniac. tragically, one of the scenes you two were meant to shoot was one where your characters were in a heated argument.

"if we let them go now, this entire mission would have been for nothing!" his character shouts, running a hand through his hair and fidgeting with the prop gun on his hip. "i'm sorry, but i can't let you get in the way."

you weren't blind, you could tell your presence made him anxious. thankfully, just as his specialization is doing his own stunts, yours was improvisation. and boy, was now a time as ever to take advantage of this skill. letting out a faux-angered growl, you grab both of johnny's hands and slam them against the wall above his head. you lean down to get to his eye level, a snarl on your face that leaves johnny a stuttering mess. your frame was much larger than him, and with the way you bent down, he was completely caged within your grasp. you noticed the director stand up straight in amusement.

"listen here, you son of a bitch," you follow the script flawlessly, tone straight like you didn't pin your co-star to the wall. "you're gonna take an order and that's that, are we clear?"

johnny looked like he could agree to murder right about now. His eyes are hazy as he wets his lips and darts his eyes between yours. "loud and clear."

a loud "CUT!" saves johnny from further embarrassment, and you pull away from him like it was nothing. if the director was complimenting either of you, it fell of his deaf ears and johnny's far away gaze as his hand falls to his chest to check his racing heartbeat.

"you alright, lil guy?" you fold your arms and stand in front of him, a smirk toying at your lips, but you knew his fragile ego wouldn't be able to handle your full cockiness. however, you were sure the insertion of the nickname got to him like a metaphorical gunshot as he clutched the fabric of his shirt.

"peachy, doll." his grin was so strained he looked to be held at gunpoint. you had never seen an actor, of all people, to struggle this hard.

[paranoiddreams]

Sukuna the secret softie (HC)

Sukuna is the king of curses, and a merciless king. So when he starts to fall in love, he feels terrified, which in turn makes him even more terrified.

Heian era!Sukuna x fem!reader

Warnings! - the slightest big suggestive lolz, fluff that makes my heart bleed :), Sukuna is emotionally constipated :P, kinda short :/

A/n! - This is my first time posting for jjk so pls be nice lol. I haven’t finished the anime/manga so this might be a lil ooc, but who cares😗. Anyways, I’m going crazy I need him :333!!!1!11!

- He’s secretly such a softie

- He is clingy, and touch starved, and probably doesn’t often have feelings for women past lust.

- But then he meets y/n and everything changes in an instant

- He easily makes her blush, and go silent, and yet he’ll feel his cursed heart twitch a little everytime :3

- Laughs a lot, because he’s actually a humorous guy!! Even if some, or most, people don’t find his humor…humor.

- And have you heard his laugh omfg it makes me wanna cu—

- Will make y/n shy on purpose, but is just as easily flustered by her.

- He doesn’t blush (he’s dead, therefore no blood flow for big papa) but he does have telltale signs that he’s a big flustered mess

- If he’s in his true form (yk with the four arms n shit) he’ll unconscious wrap the lower set around his waist and turn away with an ‘angry’ expression

- In reality, y/n probably just smiled at him, or said his hair looked cute that day, and he was in shambles.

- At first, Sukuna denies denies denies his feelings for y/n

- But then when she starts coming around more, and he starts learning more about her personality, it gets harder and harder to just pretend away his awfully human-like feelings

- It made him feel stupid

- And that’s what he told y/n when he confessed during a heated moment of panic

- They were in the village, looking around the farmers market for fresh food. Of course, since he’s da king🙌🏼👑, they give him, and the lady by his side, everything for free.

- But Sukuna being Sukuna, he didn’t want to be perceived as broke in front of his GIRL

- EVEN IF HE DENIES THAT SHES HIS GIRL OUT OF FEAR!

- So he turned to pay for everything with an extra tip (just for y/n bc she’s watching), but when he turned back she wasn’t there anymore

- The crowd swelled, and the King of Curses was hit with the realization that she could’ve been swept up into the bustling weekend rush, or an enemy from far lands has come to take the only person he’s ever been close with after death.

- He demanded that everyone halt with a deep, commanding voice, and of course they did as he said.

- He could hear a pin drop, it was so quiet.

- But then, he saw y/n and her adorable doe eyes looking up at him with confusion.

- When everyone went back to normal he was rendered speechless. If this was anyone else, he would’ve killed them.

- But when she whispers a little:

- “You okay, Kuna?”

- All of his fear and anger melts away.

- “No because I care for you, and it’s terrifying.”

- He doesn’t even know why he said that, so suddenly too, but that fear of losing y/n was paralyzing—even if it was just for a second.

- But by the end of the day, Sukuna was glad he admitted it, because it felt like a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders.

- From that moment on he and y/n were, if it was even possible, even more inseparable.

- It was safe to say that that was the day y/n because Sukuna’s official Queen, and he her king<3

DISCLAIMER!! I do not own any characters from the Anime/Manga Jujutsu Kaisen. This is purely written for entertainment purposes.

[etsuven]

rating: sm-t cw: none i don't think!! includes: current anemo men as of the end of 3.2 (venti, kazuha, heizou, scaramouche, xiao) modern au, reader is pretty and i'm saying pretty because i think it's gender neutral everyone should be allowed to be called pretty summary: let's rank the anemo men as least to most brattiest subs <3 (also them as lovers!)

note: lets rank the men of my favorite element, anemo!!!!!! we're not reallyy ranking them as bf's only as subs- but uh this is just a small headcannon thing to pass the time between my writing!!! should i do these more often?? maybe you guys should give me headcannon asks (???) idk how to explain it, but i just want to have them as something to schedule or whatever- anyways, feel free to reply with your opinions!! (repost AGAIN bc my last post didn't show up in any tags <3)

xiao

in my opinion, xiao is probably such a sweet boyfriend! even though he's not the best when it comes to talking to people, he always has you there to help him <3 (unless you're also quiet, then he'll be the one to talk for you.) he's not shy, he just doesn't like talking to people.

your innocent kisses on his cheeks and lips get him so flustered sometimes, and even though he's embarrassed by how you ended up catching him off guard so easily, the cute smile on your face makes up for it.

now, i feel that xiao is probably the sweetest sub. much like his in public self, he's not very loud- but that's only because he's hiding his moans. it works for a little bit, but every time you fuck, you end up touching that one spot that makes him moan louder than his hand can hide.

after that, he's unable to hide his noises anymore. instead- he opts for clutching the sheets next to his head or hips. his moans are breathy, with the occasional gasp or groan into the air.

he prefers receiving oral more than giving, but only because he likes how you can so easily reduce him to gasps and almost tears. (also he loves the look you give him from in between his legs)

i feel like he'd like it if you held his hand while fucking him- like he thinks it's intimate and it allows him to feel closer to you (well, he probably can't get closer than literally being inside him/you being inside him, but that's besides the point)

all in all, very sweet, not a brat at all!

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kazuha

kazuha my love my only limited 5 star besides the traveler who's higher than C0.... he's definitely a wonderful boyfriend. he's very kind, sweet, and he has a way with words that make you fall harder for him every time he says them.

he likes to give you sneaky kisses just to watch you jump in shock, and he's definitely the type to be like, "i'm sorry, love, but you were too pretty, i couldn't help it!"

kazuha is also a very sweet sub, and he wants to please you! you wanna touch him until he's on the verge of tears? go ahead! do you want him to sit in between your legs and make you cum as many times as you'd like? well, that's actually his favorite thing to do!

this pretty red clothed man LOVES to please you. in his eyes, he doesn't get to cum until you do. he's very good with his mouth and tongue, and it often leads to some situations where you're a little too distracted to continue your work. after all, how could you focus when there was a gorgeous man with furrowed brows and a flushed face sitting in between your legs?

when you finally get to touching him, you'll find that he has quite pretty moans. they're a bit more on the groany side, but they turn onto full on moans when he really gets into it. he doesn't hide his noises, in fact- he prefers that you hear just how good you were making him feel. you've almost gotten caught many times because of that...

he definitely likes it when you pull his hair. although he makes sure his hair is tied up perfectly when he's in between your legs, a ton of strands will always find their way outside of the previously neat ponytail thanks to your wandering hands... perhaps he should keep his hair down while like that? only to keep it from getting more messy- and definitely not to give you more to pull.

summary: he's very sweet, very attentive. if you'd like, get yourself a lover like him!

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venti

i feel that venti would be a wonderful boyfriend! contrary to popular belief, he isn't the type to date you only to abandon you in the name of freedom. he knows exactly how to cheer you up when you're feeling down, and he knows when to leave you alone when you need space.

he's very energetic, often times chatting your ear off when it comes to something he likes. he also loves giving you random things he finds in stores that remind him of you. you like a certain show? i can guarantee that he will buy a cute little keychain for you and give it to you when you're least expecting it.

if you're the more quiet type, he will gladly speak up for you. he wants you to feel as comfortable as possible.

now i feel that he's lowkey a tease in bed. he likes to leave lingering kisses on your skin just to get you worked up, and when you ask what he's doing, he'll pretend to be oblivious and walk away.

he wants you to throw him down, and the quickest way to get you to do that is to tease you until you can't handle it anymore. light teasing is all he does, as he doesn't want to accidentally annoy you and ruin the mood.

he has THE prettiest moans, kind of high and breathy, and he gets a bit choked up when you touch a particularly sensitive spot. he's also not the type to hide them, but he will do so if you request.

he loves it when you grab him by his hips as a way to keep yourself steady. you always manage to fuck him even harder when your hands are grasping his hips, something he very much enjoys when he just doesn't want to think anymore.

summary? very much a tease, but he knows how to tone it down when he needs to!

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scaramouche/wanderer

SCARAAA!!! thanks for you and your weapon but do you mind coming home one more time, i need you at c1- i don’t know what to call him here, but i’ll just stick with scara for now.

anyways, scara is such a good boyfriend he’s so sweet but it’s like backhanded sweet. like ‘i won’t admit that i really like you and i really want to kiss you but that’s embarrassing to admit so i’ll stay quiet until you do it first’ kind of sweet.

we all know from one of scara’s idle lines that he’s not afraid to speak up. he’s literally like “you didn’t like that? well that’s your problem.” so i feel like he would totally stand up for you if someone were treating you badly. but like he would insult them and leave them questioning if it was really worth messing with you.

he hasn’t experienced many romantic things in his life, as most people were too scared to even go up to him. so when you came along and absolutely turned everything around from how affectionate you were, he was quite shocked.

despite being bold and unafraid of consequences in his usual life, he’s quite shy when it comes to romance. holding hands gets him all embarrassed, the way you look at him like the answer to the life itself is right in front of you makes him so flustered. i can only imagine how he’d be like if you kissed him!

he’d be such an adorable sub, i can already feel it! he’s still a bit of a brat, thanks to remnants of his old personality being retained, he’ll talk back to you, but only because he’s flustered, and he feels that he doesn’t deserve to be touched in such a loving way.

he’ll try to egg you on, little things like “i bet i could do so and so better,” just to have you treat him a little bit harsher. he’s not glass, so don’t treat him so gently! he wants you to turn his mind into mush, he wants you to please him until forgets everything he did that day.

he loves it when you’re able to fuck him until he’s on the verge of passing out. he has quite a bit of stamina- due to not being human and all, so he’s able to go on for a while. he enjoys the feeling of everything building up until it eventually bursts, it’s overwhelming and he can’t help but get addicted to it. waking up to see you tending to him is just a bonus.

but there are times where he’ll be a bit vulnerable, and those are the times where you can be a bit more gentle with him. he won’t talk back, he’ll just embrace you and let you praise him for how good he’s being.

summaryyyyy: he’s a bit of a brat, but at the same time- not really. he’ll talk back, but at the same time he wants to be a good boy for you. it really just depends on what scara you get that day!

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heizou

pretty boy heizou <3 i have him but i don’t really read much on his personality and stuff, so i’m writing this based off of what i saw in his hangout quest.

he’s very much the flirty type of lover, always knowing what to say at certain times to get you all flustered. while he’s an expert at flirting at you, he gets quite embarrassed when you do the same to him.

forehead and back of the hand kisses are his fave, as they’re simple and sweet. though he isn’t opposed to a quick peck on the lips when you’re least expecting it.

as a detective, he is naturally attuned to your needs, knowing exactly what you want based on your body language. if you’re a bit fidgety in public, he’ll guide you away to give you a break. if your hands start to wander during what originally started as a small kiss? that was a sure fire sign that you wanted something more…

heizou is lowkey kind of a brat. the flirty nature of his doesn’t fade away when he’s about to get his brains fucked out, so prepare for him to sweet talk you and tease until he eventually can’t talk anymore.

he’ll always try to annoy you, whether that be by small remarks or outright disobeying you when you want him to do something. but unlike venti, he won’t tone it down. why? he wants you to wreck him. treat him like he’s just a toy for you to use.

his moans are on the sobbier side, as he cries pretty easily. he loves loves LOVES getting pinned down, so feel free to push his arms down into the bed as you’re fucking him so he’s unable to squirm away as he cries and pleads for you to let him cum.

summary: i don’t know much about him but he’s cute! very bratty, but he’s the fun kind of bratty. the kind where you don’t mind because it was so fun seeing him slowly lose his composure.

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[badchoicesworld]

Heyyyy I really love ur writing! And also kind of ur vibe as a person 😳 but anyway!

Since you said we can be specific, I wanted to ask about Hobie getting a just a little bit flustered when receiving genuine heartfelt compliments and affection through words bc it catches him off guard. He'd also find the reader a bit naive at first only to find out that they're actually incredibly cunning and calculated. They just come across as naive bc they're so ridiculously sweet once they trust someone :3 (and it always looks like they trust quickly bc they have insane psychoanalytic abilities but now I'm rambling;;; (⁠´⁠⊙⁠ω⁠⊙⁠`⁠)! )

Hope this isn't too much ^^"

hobie realises you’re not as naive as he thought

hobie brown x gn!reader

omggg 😳 tyy anonnnn you got me blushing n shit 🤭 but no fr, ty that’s so sweet lmao <33 and no, this was perfect, ily

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x gn!reader

requests: masterlist plz

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on first inspection, to hobie, you appear to be this person that trusts way too easily and immediately treats people way too kind for a person you just met- you seem clueless and completely naive when it comes to putting your trust in others since you’re so quick to do it

hobie doesn’t think it’s a bad trait at all to be inherently kind, but when you’re kind to literally everyone you immediately deem trustworthy, it’s like you’re looking to get hurt

he might occasionally have one of his rants to you about the ins and outs of the “real world”, propaganda that surrounds you, distracting you from the truth, the sharks at the top of it all, the people that would take advantage of you

there’s no ill intent, he just really thinks you’re gonna get hurt like that

and who wants that ?

so yeah, anyway, when he first meets you, he can basically see the switch once you’ve realised he’s trust worthy

you’re the sweetest person ever without prompt, and it admittedly looks like nativity to him at first

but because you now trust him, it means you’ll be a sweetheart to him

at first, it’s small compliments that he can appreciate- maybe something about his style or rebellious attitude that he’s heard all before

but you suddenly amp it up for no reason one day and it just completely turns the tides

if you’re aware of his secret identity, you change his perception of you completely when you basically soul read him

you manage to craft the most heartfelt, genuine, sincere acknowledgement of the sacrifices he’s made, along with genuine thanks and somehow stating the closest interpretation of his emotions that he’s ever heard before. from someone that isn’t him, anyway

hell, you’ve maybe even just helped him realise a few things about himself

he’s fucking gobsmacked

he stares at you as if you’ve just said the most outrageous but enlightening thing ever to be uttered

slack jawed, eyes wide, completely silenced for a solid while

he’s eventually able to process wtf you just said to him, and now he’s just trying to play it off with a really goofy grin that doesn’t hide he’s flustered

hobie’s doing all sorts with his hands to try distract the both of you- gestures while he tried to defend the little of his pride he has left, holding the back of his neck, maybe nudging you or shaking your whole frame

he gets the faintest idea that you might be just a little less naive than he though, but not entirely

that might have just been a lucky guess, after all

you’re definitely smarter in his eyes, though

depending on your status, if you’re a spider-person, from a different dimension, from his dimension- it doesn’t matter, he’s intrigued by you now

might brag a bit or be like “can you believe this?” when he sees you soul reading someone else

now there’s been multiple times throughout your guys’ friendship where you manage to slap him with some ungodly wisdom relating to him out of absolutely nowhere, and it never fails to catch him off guard

of course, hobie’s effortlessly cool, so being caught off guard is gonna keep making him feel a little vulnerable and flustered

especially when you just casually do one of the most in depth psychoanalysis of him ever for like the third time this week

he’s starting to think that you know something the rest of the multiverse doesn’t, how do you do that ?

“alright, alright! allow it, man, allow it.”

he’s laughing, but he’s also questioning where you stand in the world, are you secret intelligence ? tf is goin on

if you weaponise this ability to read people like an open book, then he can have fun with it

now it’s funny

especially if you guys are spider-people together and he just casually points out a villain you’ve been assigned to, with a look that says “ruin them”

this can also happen to random people on the street

it’s like how he can completely destroy peoples perception and faith in the establishment n all that, if you so choose, you can really make people feel seen or completely vulnerable or called out

after these encounters with bad people, he realises something about you

you’re somehow able to just know who to trust, and your guts never wrong

he wonders if it’s your spider-sense at first, if you have that

now he’s starting to piece everything together

you can easily distinguish between the good and bad people- the good you immediately trust and treat like an old friend

the bad, you never give the time of day

you’re always so quick to trust, and naive

but it’s starting to become clear to hobie that this isn’t nativity, you just have an uncanny ability to know people before they even introduce themselves

it’s kind of reassuring in a way, if he’s ever doubtful about someone, he’ll go to you and be like “thoughts?” then you can relay this insanely detailed psychoanalysis of this person you’ve just met

now he sees you as this incredibly insightful person, a lovely individual who has the potential to ruin lives with your insane ability to call people out

bonus:

if you guys are spider-people together, you’re both pretty well known for running your mouths

you instil fear

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as always, lemme know if this ate or not and i’ll try my best to fix it !

[koalaflower]

Ecstasy

pair. kamo choso x reader

genre. smut & fluff bc he’s so soft

warnings. explicit, bathroom sex, semi-exhibitionism, public sex, cunnilingus, slight manhandling, creampie, vaginal sex, service dom, CHOSO WITH HIS HAIR DOWN

synopsis. you’re a worn out sorceress looking for excitement in a crowded bar, and choso has never been more enchanted.

a/n. this is the first full smut i’ve ever written. i love this man sm i could go on for days writing about him <3

word count. 2.9k

A gush of wind caresses your exposed skin as you enter the club, a familiar feeling of adrenaline pumping through your veins as music blares through the speakers adorning the walls. A ghost of a smile graces your face, the atmosphere as welcoming as ever. The sight of bodies on bodies reminds you that life stops for no one, no matter where you are.

You inhale the scent of intoxication and nicotine, making your way to the bar. Your hips sway elegantly, black dress accentuating your curves as you lift one leg over the other, sitting on a barstool. You notice the eyes surveying your body, but you disregard it, placing your order. The bartender gives you a flustered look, starting to twist and turn to make his concoction a perfect one.

You are bored. Completely and utterly bored with your life and the lack of socialization your job subjected you to. Being a sorceress is time-consuming, and it saved little to no space for personal endeavors since the number of cursed spirits rose. Today was your day off from such a mind-numbing reality, and you decided to reignite the spark of excitement you once held for life.

The bartender slid you your glass; the whiskey swirling and glimmering under the dim lights. You thanked him and lifted the glass to your lips, relishing in the burn left behind as it slid down your throat. It’s been too long, your eyes closed to savor the taste through the singe.

A man sits beside you, his posture hunched and lips curled into a nasty smile as he scans you with his eyes. His breath reeks of alcohol when he leans closer, hand snaking around your shoulder. You tilt your head back up at the disturbance, eyes taking him in before letting out a slow exhale.

“Not interested.” You grimace, disturbed by his ability to touch you so casually and his inability to even sit straight.

“Leave with me. I promise it’ll be worth it,” he slurs, calloused fingers brushing against your smooth skin.

You could’ve easily knocked him out, but this was the most amusement you’ve had in a while. A mere human talking to you like you were desperate enough to accept his invitation.

You laughed, fingers tipping his head up to regard him closer, eyes boring through his. “Maybe you misheard me the first time. I’m not interested,” you said, emphasizing each word and watching as his eyes widened with both fear and lust.

He retracts his arm and stands on wobbly legs, apologizing to you before walking away, as fast as his spiraling vision lets him. You returned to the drink in front of you, leisurely leaning against your palm as you took another long sip.

The bartender gives you a wary glance, perplexed at the drunken man’s reaction but remaining silent.

Again, you pay no mind, uninterested as your eyes scan the club. No one stood out to you in the vast sea of people dancing and stumbling around. You smiled a little at their carelessness, wondering if they knew about the existence of curses and if they’d carry on despite it all.

Your gaze hooks onto a slender silhouette in the corner, a tall man leaning against the wall and staring at nothing in particular. He was nursing a half-empty cup, looking as if he didn’t want to be here at all.

You leave behind your glass and squeeze past the crowd, interest piqued as you confidently stride toward him. You stand in front of him now, the chatter significantly dying down in this little corner of his. He glances at you temporarily, raising a brow.

“What do you want?” he asks, bored as he swirls his cup around, the ice clinking against the glass. He’s attractive, muscles flexing in his arm with each minuscule movement and a thick black mark running across his nose bridge. A curse? Or a human? You can’t decide.

“Entertainment,” you reply, leaning onto the wall beside him as the loud music pounded against your back, reverberating throughout your body.

He scoffs, gazing at you with more interest now. “And you think you’ll get that from me?” His voice is clear, Adam’s apple bobbing as he talks.

“Something about you is refreshing,” you admit, letting out a curt laugh at your honesty, a telltale effect of the liquor. “And I’m dying for a vacation.”

His face contorts into one of surprise, not expecting this interaction to be a friendly one. He nods, sympathetic as a silence ensues, giving you time to take him in. His hair is bunched up into two messy buns, the ends spiked. Deep eye bags are apparent, the skin surrounding his eyes tinted a darker pink. The combination worked, giving him an air of mystery.

It was beginning to unnerve you how quiet he is, how still and unmoving. You remind yourself many men would kill for a dance with you, so many others that could give you the relief you needed if not him. You were about to make your leave when he stopped you, fingers tight around your wrist. He downs his glass in one, craning his head up as he drinks to reveal the dark tattoos cascading down his muscular form.

He sets his cup down, giving you his full attention, and says, “It’s loud here. We should go somewhere else.”

You nod, heart racing as you allow him to pull you through the masses of bodies, your heels clinking on hardwood. This man could be a murderer, a wanted curse user even, but your blood was finally rushing, exhilaration thrumming through your fingers. This was the excitement you had been yearning for, chasing for what seemed like a millennium in your field of work.

He led you into the club’s restroom, which was empty and clean. The music is distant now, faintly pouring through the overhead speakers. He lets go of your wrist; the warmth seeping into your skin. He doesn’t make any further moves, plucking a cigarette from his pocket and igniting it, the fire illuminating his eyes.

“What’s your name?” he asks, placing the roll between his lips and dragging a slow inhale.

You gaze at yourself in the mirror, watching him through the reflection as you swipe at a phantom lipstick stain.

His eyes swept over you, wondering what you looked like beneath your dress, as stunning as you already were. He wanted to kiss along your skin, leave marks on your supple flesh, and have his name pour from your lips. This connection felt surreal, his heart yearning for your soul, a bold woman he met in a bar.

“Y/n,” you reply, your voice smooth as you situate yourself on the counter, facing him. From this angle, he could see the rim of your dress rise around your mid-thigh, revealing delicate skin. “You?”

“Choso,” he says, holding the cigarette between his fingers and moving closer to close the gap between your bodies. His eyes traversed your entire length as if it were his first time, landing on your soft lips.

You swallowed thickly, his arms caging you in on either side of your body. He wanted to memorize every part of you, thumb trailing along the contours of your face. The tension was thick, a game to see who would break first.

“I almost thought you weren’t interested,” you tease, a hand against his chest.

He shakes his head at you with a small smile, leaning close enough that your lips almost touch.

“I was watching you the entire night.” He extinguishes the butt of the cigarette against the polished sink before discarding it.

A shudder runs along your spine at his words, electricity shooting throughout your body and pooling between your legs. You let out a shaky breath as he captures your lips with his, pulling him in with your arms around his neck.

He tasted bitter with the remnants of smoke, an addictive tingling on your tongue.

“You made that man tremble in fear,” he says, smirking. “You’re a powerful woman, Y/n.” His praise makes your legs rub closer together, smashing his lips back onto yours with a hum of approval.

“Then consider yourself a lucky man.” Lust overrides your ability to think straight when he pulls back and tugs the bands of his hair free. Thick black tresses flow around his shoulders, giving him an air of majesty as you run your fingers through them in awe.

He slips the straps of your dress down your shoulders, his eyes half-lidded as he exposes your breasts, which appear plush and supple under his hungry gaze. He presses his mouth against your neck, delighting in your whimpers and pleas as he toys with your tits.

“Choso,” you call, testing his name on your tongue. He plants kisses on your jawline, eyes closed as he savors the way you tremble.

“Hm?” he hums, trailing lower and taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling with his tongue. You arch your back, biting the back of your hand to stifle any lewd sounds that escape your mouth.

He shakes his head, detaching his lips from your nipple with a pop as he tugs your hand away from your mouth, massaging the teeth marks on your reddened skin.

“Don’t. Let me hear you.” He gazes up at you with a tender expression.

“But the door,” you whisper, paranoid.

He doesn’t answer. You’re positive he didn’t even hear you when he returns to your breast, pulling at the other to compensate.

The anxiety subsides when his fingers travel lower, caressing your curves beneath your sparkly dress and resting upon your thighs. You subconsciously spread your legs further apart, breathing heavily as he pulls away and kneels on the floor.

His teeth graze the inside of your thigh, placing sloppy kisses on your soft skin closer and closer to your heat. His finger teases the outside of your underwear, circling your clit before tugging the fabric away and down your legs. You watch with bated breath as he unbuttons his shirt, discarding it behind him and gripping both of your thighs tight, delving in.

Your head hits the wall when you arch your back, moans tumbling from your lips.

Choso eats you out like you’re fine dining, nose pressed against your clit and two fingers pumping in and out of you. The squelching sounds make you writhe in embarrassment, your body burning with desire.

You chant his name like a bitch in heat, feeling his smile against your pussy as he catches your clit between his teeth, your legs shaking. You push against his head, trying to escape the building pressure in your stomach when his mouth detaches from your core completely.

“Fuck! No, please,” you whine, clenching around nothing as you try to chase the euphoria.

He chuckles, and you open your eyes to see him unbuckling his belt.

“That wouldn’t be fun now, would it?” He wraps his hand around the length of his cock, stroking it. Your mouth salivates, watching as pre cum leaks from his long and thick shaft. You can feel yourself getting wetter, his saliva still dripping from your sopping pussy. You wanted him to fuck you rough and hard. To hell with it if the entire building hears.

“I need you inside of me,” you plead, cheeks flushed and mascara smeared beneath your eyes. You looked divine with your legs spread open and hickeys adorning your neck, a delightful twist to his night of solitude.

He grins devilishly, rubbing himself against your folds and watching as your slick enveloped him, almost sucking him in. Before he fucks you until you’re an incoherent mess, he takes his time to admire you, tucking your hair behind your ear.

“Y/n, are you sure? I don’t have protection,” he says, stroking your cheek.

Your mind was too hazy to process his words, the whiskey warping them. You could tell his restraint was weakening, but he wanted to ensure your comfort above all else. You laugh when you realize his question, heart fluttering at the consideration.

“I’m on birth control.” You smile when he lets out a sigh of relief.

“Thank god,” he says, hooking your leg onto his shoulder. “I would’ve just eaten you out until you came.”

Your mouth falls open when he thrusts his entire length into you, biting down onto his shoulder to stifle your scream. His hand rubs your back soothingly, holding you against him as he lets you adjust.

“Shh, it’s okay. Tell me when I can move,” he whispers into your ear, kissing away the tears. You weren’t a virgin by any means, but the penetration was so sudden, making you bite the inside of your cheek until a metallic taste ran along your tongue. You cling to him, waiting for the pain to subside.

You nod when it becomes bearable, clenching around him with fervor and need as you plead for him to continue. He starts to move in and out, slowly, then quickly, rubbing against every spot inside of you.

“God, you feel so good,” he grunts, thrusting harshly, your tits bouncing as he takes one into his mouth. The added stimulation makes you choke out a moan, your walls burning and sucking him in further.

“Choso! Choso, fuck! Harder!” you cry out as he hooks your other leg around his neck, laying you down on the cold counter and pounding into you harder. All the sensations were driving you crazy, and your body started to spasm.

“Not yet, baby.” His thumb rubs against your clit to add more tension. You couldn’t breathe, needing release as he pumped deeper inside.

“You look so beautiful like this,” he says, focused on your glazed-over eyes and blissed-out expression, saliva seeping from your mouth.

You grip his hair, his arm, the edge of the counter, any physical surface you could cling onto as your eyes roll back, vision becoming white at the corners.

Before you can finish, you hear footsteps approaching; the sound echoing through the bathroom. Your eyes snap open, legs tight around his torso as he carries you off the counter and into a stall, pressing his hand over your lips to suppress your moans. Your legs are trembling, his dick still inside you, pressing you up against the wall.

He kisses you to stop you from making any noise; the chatter growing distant as your bodies ease from the false alarm. He keeps you against the stall, pounding into you again with his hand beside your head.

You can feel your stomach tighten when his cock thrusts deeper in this new position, hitting your G-spot over and over. It’s outrageous how quickly he can make you orgasm, your mouth falling open as you near your limit.

“Cum for me,” he says, closing his eyes and succumbing to his own orgasm as you climax, screaming. He kisses you again, panting on your lips. You feel thick ropes of cum pump deep inside you, lifting your head slightly to see it seep out. You notice he’s doing the same, sweat dripping from the sides of his face.

“Shit. That was amazing.” You take a moment to catch your breath, feeling lightheaded from the orgasm. Choso nodded, pulling out as his dick begins to soften, hair sticking to his face. He smiled down at you fondly, fingers tracing the love bites he left on your skin. If you weren’t already spent, you’d beg him to fuck you again looking like that.

He helps you stand, chuckling at the mix of fluids dripping from your legs and the edge of the counter as he begins to clean the messes you left behind, much to your embarrassed protests. He spins you around, his fingers grazing your neck as he zips up your dress, his warm breath caressing your sensitive skin. Wordlessly, he showers your shoulder with affectionate kisses before dressing himself.

Your heels were the worst part, wobbling as you struggled to keep your aching body upright. He smiles and strings an arm over your shoulders, pulling you close into his chest with his other hand supporting your weight.

“Watch your step.” He holds you still when your ankle threatens to buckle.

You remain close to his side as he guides you through and out of the club, ignoring the smug glances from passing dancers. The air is frigid, your body clinging to the remnants of warm whiskey sliding down your throat and the night shared with Choso.

“So… is this it?” you ask, pulling away from him to talk, your shadows surrounded by empty cars and a bustling street. You start to shiver, surprised when a heavy weight settles on your shoulders, his coat draped around you. Your cheeks are dusted a lighter pink when you hug it tighter, your breath appearing as clouds of smoke in frosted air.

“I’m not the type to kiss someone and leave.”

Your lips curl at his response, electricity sparkling through your body again when he takes your hand into his, giving you his phone unlocked. You understand his gesture, entering your contact information and sliding the phone back into his fingers. “Don’t be a stranger.

Choso nods and you turn away, thoughts flooding through you with his coat still hanging around your body. You give him one last glance, noticing him still staring at you from a distance, eyes holding yours in an unspoken promise.

You laugh to yourself, his touches phantom on your skin as you unlock your car.

The taste of excitement lingered on your lips as you drove home, the road stretching past the starry horizon.

[richeeduvie]

Baby taking in a pathetic looking wet black cat she came across one day. It doesnt stay w her forever (or maybe it does 😳) but during the time shes nursing it back to good health she lovingly calls the frail looking gremlin Roman. She’s all “I need to go home as soon as work ends today because I have to take care of Roman” and people are like ????what before she explains its the cat she took in. The real Roman overhears this one time and hes all horny bc wait what shes gonna come over and is telling everybody at waystar about it and just gets pissy and flustered when he realizes that shes talking about an incredibly pathetic looking cat

“you named something you want to take care of after me? Loser” and he bullies her about it and on the other its “im right here you can smother the real roman with love too but youre choosing rabies over me kkkk whatever”

Baby's walking along the street and hears these whiny and small meows. She looks down.

"Hello, you."

Snickers could never look as pathetic as this slimy, wet cat looks. And it looks to be a he.

Baby coos, fitting to her insulting nickname given by Roman. She picks up the mewling little thing. It looks so miserable. And it clings onto her the minute she lets it settle.

"You poor little baby. What happened to you?"

"Meow."

"It's alright, we'll get you better."

He's a frail thing. Frail, wet and drying frizzy fur when Baby takes him home.

"You need milk and water...and some heat, huh?"

The kitty does well in the bath, surprisingly. It's cartoonishly pathetic looking. But it takes the love so easily. Needily and greedily. But then, in a hour or so, he becomes entitled to Baby's attention. She's expected to be with him in the apartment all the time before he starting meowing in whines.

It reminds Baby of someone.

"I think it'll be fitting to call you Roman."

So Roman the cat is called. Her favorite thing to do is take care of Roman. Kitty Roman. Black Roman? That doesn't seem right. But human Roman hasn't been to her place in awhile, she's just been over at his - but she's been canceling sleepovers (which are daily) and it's been pissing him off.

"Oh, Mr. Roy? I though-"

"Who are you?"

"She said she had to take...I thought that meant you were sick?"

Roman stares, unblinking.

"Who?"

The poor intern is just stuttered and stuttering. "...Just...I'm sorry."

It's when Roman overhears a few other people with perfect timing.

"So, is it like a sex thing?"

"Taking care of Roman? With them? She's gonna eat his dick?"

"Why was she telling us?"

Roman doesn't breathe. He makes his way out the building quickly. He almost trips on his way out.

Why the fuck is she telling people about how she's gonna come over and they're gonna do things? Why is she describing it as taking care of him? There's no why on why it's so hot, why it makes his cock twitch. She's telling everyone about it, fuck her. He's the son of the CEO and this shit is what burns reputations but...he should go home. Or to her place.

He's antsy. He'd flick whoever would use that word to describe him, but really, Roman's pressing his hand against his crotch and struggling to breathe because she is actually going around and telling people about them.

Roman's at her place a little too quickly.

"My cock is ready, and you are a fucking bitch for telling randos about you suck me to...take care of me. Seriously...are you ovulating? You get great ideas when you do...."

And that's when Roman hears purring. He comes into her sight.

"...What the fuck?"

"Roman, meet Roman."

Cat Roman's in her lap. He's very sassy, or at least human Roman thinks so.

"What the fuck?!"

"I found him the other day, I've been busy with him. He's so needy, it's hard to keep up. But I'm glad he finally got to meet his maker. Come here."

"No! This is who you were talking about?"

"Hold him!"

"Fuck you!"

It's ridiculous, but genuine jealousy and pissyiness from Roman at the sight of the cat cuddled up with Baby. She's named a gremlin after him? What a bitch, why would she do that? Is that how she sees him?

"This is almost beastiality."

"What?"

"I mean...fucking loser. You named that after me? You taking care of it is an obvious...what does that say about you?"

"That you're pathetic. He's so needy, too. It was just the perfect name for him. He's a little bit more of a sweetheart than you-"

"Instead of coming to me, you've been nursing a pointed-ear rat instead?"

Baby clicks her tongue and presses cat Roman's head into Roman's chest. He squirms. "Don't think of him like that. I think you two would like each other."

"He smells like wet ass. Fuck. I'm telling Frank you're spiraling."

Sooner or later, Roman's slumping on the couch - he glares at the way the black kitty has his little corner with toys. This is what she's been doing for the past four days, attention on the pussy that he's sure is rubbing it in his fucking face. That thing is an alien.

"Fuck you."

Cat Roman's purring in his corner as Roman picks at his fingers.

[lampiridaes]

HELLO!!! iys me again heheh, id like to request ermm.. tsukasa and minori, with a s/o that RARELY shows affection by physical touch, BUT gets really clingy when theyre half awake or when theyre sick,,, though when they fully regained their consciousness/health,, they get embarrassed about it? thank yew :3!!

♬ now playing: "suddenly clingy"

-> when you've got a partner as aloof and reserved as you, can you really blame them for being so surprised?

★ — chars ; tsukasa , minori

★ — notes ; MWEHEHE HELLO AGAIN LYN (i hope thats ur name and im not misreading anything somehow huhu)!!! another tsukasa and minori req... rlly love writing them so im always grateful :3 DID U KNOW I DREW MINORI FOR MY CLASS PIN THING!?!?! my teacher was nice enough to print it out for everyone hehe... still have yet to receive it bc of break but just a fun little thing that happened!! hope u enjoy <3

★ — warnings ; implied fem!reader for minori (implies that reader also attends miyamasuzaka) , otherwise none!

★ — taglist ; @akitosheart , @mintchocaur (tsukasa!!)

affiliated with @virtualbookstore ★

★ track #1: tenma tsukasa

to put it simply, tsukasa was really surprised! just the night before, you were so calm and reserved, maybe holding his hand a few times. even kissing his cheek once or twice.

... but right now? after you just woke up? you're all over him. literally. he doesn't mind, please don't get him wrong! tsukasa finds it endearing, if anything. it's just...

"tsukasa... love you..."

feeling your entire body cling onto his with such desperation... he wants to question it, but at the same time, it might risk embarrassing you and making you back away again, which isn't what he wants at all!

though the embarrassment was basically inevitable, as 20 minutes or so later, you're back to your usual self, just a little more shy this time.

"oh, goodness... tsukasa, i'm sorry, i didn't-"

"not to worry, [name]! i don't mind it one bit!"

he knows that you don't show a lot of affection normally for a reason. maybe you're too shy, maybe you're uncomfortable with it. as much as he loves it when you do, tsukasa doesn't force you to do anything! sure, he'll ask once or twice every once in a while, but he's very understanding if the answer is no.

... though, if you do it when you're fully awake for the first time... expect him to suddenly get all quiet and freeze up. it's a good thing, no worries.

★ track #2: hanasato minori

minori's way of showing her love for you is mostly words of affirmation or gift giving, so she doesn't mind that you aren't too keen on physical affection!

that doesn't mean anything bad, of course! it's not like she doesn't want to hug you, hold you, or kiss you, it's just that... she's a little shy about it. which means your lack of physical affection works out just fine.

so you can imagine how perplexed she was when you started begging for her attention, holding her hand and asking her to stay with you when you got sick.

"minori, stay a little longer... i'll feel so much better if you're here..."

minori may be an idol now, but hearing compliments from someone she truly holds near and dear to her heart... might give her a heart attack.

... but she also really adores it. after all, it makes her feel loved and special, more so since it's coming from you, of all people.

with all the training and practices she needs to attend to nowadays, minori makes sure to leave cute, handwritten notes or sweet text messages to check up on you! if you're allowed to use your phone when you're sick, that is.

when you finally recover and go back to school, it's absolutely over for the both of you. minori gets flustered easily on her own, but now that you've also lost your cool, getting all red alongside her? it's quite a cute scene from an outsider's perspective.

... the outsiders being the rest of more more jump, of course. as silly and clumsy the two of you can be, you're really the perfect pair for each other.

[niki-phoria]

⋆｡°✩ enha reaction - their bf being taller than them

includes: fluff, tall reader, apologies if these are super repetitive, this is all my opinion pls don't get mad at me

a/n: mini apology post bc my motivation has been so bad lately <//3

txt version

male reader (no pronouns used)

heeseung is indifferent about your height difference. he’s content with his height and he loves you for more than your looks. he doesn’t tease you unless you start teasing him first but is RUTHLESS once the battle begins heeseung will ask you to do things for him as a way to include you in activities. when he gets tired he’ll pull you down so you’re at his level so he can sleep on your shoulder or cuddle into your chest. adores when you kiss him anywhere, but especially loves forehead kisses. they make him feel so loved <33

jay could not care less. adjusts to your height difference incredibly quickly. doesn’t really care if you tease him. he has a retort for each one of your jokes. sometimes he’ll lean upwards or pull you down to whisper stuff into your ear just to fluster you. really likes forehead/temple kisses but whines if you don’t follow them up with proper kisses afterwards. he will chase you around until he can return the favour. sometimes jay asks you to grab things from high shelves from him but otherwise doesn’t really bring it up unless you do it first

jake doesn’t mind it. sometimes he’ll yank you downwards when he wants a kiss. he’ll go out of his way to stand on his toes just to look you in the eyes. jake likes to hide behind you when he gets embarrassed. when he gets tired he’ll pull you down to his level so he can lean his head against your shoulder. maybe makes some dumb jokes every now and then but also goes out of his way to make sure you don’t feel bad about yourself. fiercely protective over you. WILL go after people for taking their teasing too far

sunghoon’s ego is a little bruised but he gets over it pretty quickly. also the type to yank your head down to whisper something in your ear or kiss you. he teases but also takes full advantage of your height forcing asking you to get things from high shelves for him, hiding behind you, etc complains about having neck pain from constantly having to lean up to see you and get free massages it always works he acts like he hates it but sunghoon is a sucker for forehead kisses. pretends like you’re embarrassing him but you both know he loves it

sunoo loves your height difference. brags to all of his friends about you and is constantly showing you off. he whines when you use his head as a headrest but doesn’t ever push you away if anything he gets upset when you try to walk away from him enjoys forehead kisses but prefers being able to actually kiss you. he pouts if you tease him about being short as a ploy to get kisses it always works sunoo loves when you wrap your arms around him and pull him back against your chest. he’ll nuzzle himself closer to you with a smile

jungwon likes your height. the type to curl up against you like a cat and lay there for hours. he’ll let you use his head as a headrest without complaints. starts buying more platform shoes to even out the difference so he can look into your eyes more easily. playfully asks which brand of stilts you wear so he can also get some. jungwon honestly cherishes everything about you. he’ll put up with your teasing and short jokes as long as he still gets to feel your arms wrapped around him at night lulling him to sleep

niki hates it (/hj) the type to purposely stand on stools or buy ridiculously tall platform shoes so he towers over you but in a loving way will push you down so he can rest his head on top of yours. makes dumb jokes and is constantly teasing you. even tho he pretends to hate it, it has some perks. niki likes leaning his body weight against you and using you as a human shield to hide from paparazzi. he also jokingly threatens to stick you on the other member’s like you’re his guard dog lmao

[thepepsislvt]

What if we had another Barto fic because were so starved for his content esp in writing if the reader was like a strawhat that luffy picked up in like skypiea maybe..like a shandorian with the little wings 👀.. just a thought..

I WIN yes i will write more of Barto bc i love him and im glad so many other people love him too!

this one seemed rushed and i apologize i wrote this before my second shift of work :(

Bartolomeo x Winged! Gn Reader

warnings: all fluff, some cursing, mention of doflamingo

you were born on Skypiea and thats all you’ve known

you were always so curious as a child but nobody would tell you what the rest of the world was like

So when you hit your teenage years you decide that one day you're going to leave the floating island

You had wings so you could easily fly away but you couldn't navigate the ocean by yourself

Most nights you would hope and pray that someday, someone would save you.

That's when a certain pirate with a straw hat came and fucked shit up on your island

At the age of 19, you knew this was your getaway, a savior you had spent all of these years praying for

After he won the battle he was fighting you came up to him and his crew as they were about to depart

“Strawhat! You must take me with you! I will prove myself worthy to join your crew-”

“Ok”

“-and I won't take no for an answer! Wait did you say okay? That fast?” you looked at the pirate captain with confusion and shock

All he did was smile and nod

So it was easier than you thought

It didn't take very long to get along with the rest of the crew members

You would give Usopp, Chopper, and Luffy rides through the air

Zoro taught you how to use a sword

Naomi taught you to pickpockets even though you probably won't use that skill

The Entire crew loved you

When Frankly and Brook joined the Straw hats you easily got along with them as well

When you got separated for two years on Sabaody you couldn't have been happier to see them

Your wings had fully grown and you could now use them to their full potential

You guys may have changed a lot physically over the past two years but nothing has changed between your friendship

During the events of Dressrosa, you decided to follow Luffy to the Colosseum to make sure he doesnt give away his identity and draw unwanted attention towards him

While you and Luffy were watching the fight, a certain green haired rooster head had caught your eye

he was hated by the crowd for being vulgar but thats what you liked about him

after his victory in Block B you knew you had to go and greet him

what you were not expecting was him to start crying and saying how much he wasn’t good enough to be in your presence

how can such a scary looking man with the title “Cannibal” fall to his knees over someone like you?

you were flattered by his kind (?) response and had to console him

he asked you to sign your wanted poster he kept

after the defeat of Doflamingo, you hung around Bartolomeo more, falling more and more for him and his wild personality

he had finally accepted that you were actually his friend and took his fanboying down a notch (he still has his moments though)

you had asked him out since you know damn well he wouldnt have the balls to ask you

when you did he just about died on the spot

but y’all had the best time on your date

Sanji and Nami had helped you dress nicely for the event

at the end of the night Barto and you were just star gazing as you told him all about each constellation

Barto knew he had to something he just didnt know how

“you see those six stars up there forming a ‘W’? they call that one the King of Pirates in honor of Gol Roger himself! isnt that cool?” you had explained while pointing to the sky

after you didnt get a response from him you looked over to see if he was alright only to be met with his face close to yours

“Barto? are you alright?” you whispered to him

He just stared into your eyes before kissing your cheek, leaving you flustered and your wings spread out in suprise

“was that okay? should i not have done it?” Bartolomeo started to panic and think of every possible negative outcome before you kissed his lips gently

“more than alright”

he Smiled and started giggling all giddy

“I GOT KISSED BY MY FAVORITE STRAWHAT!!” he yelled out into the sky

you only laughed and kissed him again

[giggly-toybox]

Haiii! I absolutely ate up your one piece tk headcanons! Could we get some more? 👉👈

Hiiiii! Of COURSE you can have more one piece headcanons! I am so in love with this show but Netflix WON’T PUT THE NEXT SEASON ON UGH so unfortunately I am still on pre timeskip. This time around we’ll be doing the more main characters, since I did my faves last time! If you want a specific character let me know!

Monkey D. Luffy:

The biggest switch in the entire show

He loves tickling people and being tickled

CANONICALLY ticklish as we’ve seen

Def weak everywhere, but his worst spots are his feet and sides

Good luck catching him though, he can use his devil fruit powers to escape

VERY squirmy, but it’s just reflexes. He’s enjoying it

When tickling you he’s constantly switching the spot he’s tickling so you can never guess

He will laugh along with you

Roanoa Zoro:

Hard to catch off guard

He's always on guard and can easily catch you even if he's sleeping

He’s ticklish mainly on his torso, like his sides, belly and hips

His neck and shoulders are pretty bad too

He’s pretty lazy but will not give up a chance at seeking revenge

A VICOUS ler, but will only tickle you if you tickled him first

Can tell when you’ve had enough and will just leave or go back to sleep when he’s done

Sanji:

If you’re a man you’re getting kicked across the room

Don’t bother

But if you're a girl you can just tell him not to move and he will try his best not to

Has very ticklish palms, they’re soft since they’re never used in fights

Legs are easily his worst spot, inner thighs and behind the knees will make him squeal

His hands are very skilled so he will have no trouble skittering his fingers all over you

A SUPER sweet and gentle ler to girls, but vicious to men

If you’re a girl he will blush so hard while tickling you, and will apologize profusely if he feels like he went too far

But if you’re a dude he dgaf

Has wrecked Luffy more than once for stealing food

Nami:

LMFAOOO GOOD LUCK 💀

Don’t bother, if you even think about it she'll set you straight

Very ticklish on her belly and underarms

But as I’ve said her worst spot is her ears

If you’re SUPER close to her she’ll take it for a little

But she will punch you when she’s had enough

Immediate revenge after she punches you off

Her fingers are quick, but she’ll stay in the same spot mostly

Not very skilled in tickling, and it ends pretty quickly since she’s just tickling you to blow off steam

Ussop:

Definitely the most ticklish strawhat

Poor dudes ticklish everywhere

Claims he isn't ticklish and tells lies about it

Tried to distract you and change the subject immediately

He’ll lie even when you’re wrecking him

Surprisingly good at tickling

Has everything planned ou and knows how to get you down

While tickling you he tells you a story about how he took down a monster with this “tactic”

Backfires on him 60% of the time bc he’s distracted with the story

Koby:

A SQUEALER when tickled, he gets so loud

He honestly doesn’t mind them that much, but he can’t handle rough ones

He only lets people close to him tickle him, like Helmeppo or Luffy

His worst spot is his belly, mainly his belly button

His ears are pretty bad too, he’ll scrunch up and squeak

He gets really red and cries easily, but don’t worry he’s not in pain just listen for when he tells you to stop

Like Luffy he likes tickling people, he finds their reactions fascinating

An unintentional teaser, he asks how much it tickles out of pure curiosity

Low key is more embarrassed and flustered than the actual lee

[crazystargirl]

Hiii!! Ur blog is amazing! I saw you wanted requests so!

Could u write smth abt f!reader x Ethan Landry where the reader is kind of like a rockstar gf? And she’s very flirty with him but has an attitude with everyone lol. And Ethan just being shy when the reader flirts with him but always has her back and if necessary drags her out of arguments/fights.. established relationship pls,I hope u enjoy writing this if u decide to :)<333

musician!ethan x rockstar!reader hc  ♥︎

pairing ♥︎ - musician!ethan landry x rockstar!reader, ethan landry x fem!reader

word count ♥︎ - 0.5k !

a/n ♥︎ - kae, thank you for being such a sweet person and being so patient for me to finish your request, i honestly took forever to write this bc i had no idea how to write this so i made it into headcanons. i hope you enjoy it !!! ( p.s. i looked up what a rockstar gf was and just didn't really like the idea of it so i kind of changed up it up and added my own lil thing )

↳ first of all, both you and ethan are musicians

↳ you're pretty reckless so people were shocked when they found out that ethan, a shy musician, was dating you, a rockstar

↳ also ethan probably plays the acoustic guitar while you play the electric one

↳ you guys met at one of your performances that chad dragged ethan to

  🎸 "dude i can't go tonight! i have homework!"

  🎸 "fuck homework dude, you need to loosen up for once"

↳ you immediately noticed ethan out of the large crowd since there aren't many people like him at your performances

↳ you realize that ethan is the musician you go to watch perform sometimes to take your mind off of school

↳ you guys ended up talking back stage later and he asked you out

↳ he took you on a little picnic and the rest is history

↳ you guys had been dating for a few months and ethan very quickly picked up on all your bad habits

↳ for one your room was always messy so he always cleaned it up while you were class

  🎸 "eth! you don't need to clean up my room everytime it gets messy!"

  🎸 "but love if i dont you're literally going to have a landfill in here

↳ he takes you with him most days so you can watch him rehearse his stuff

↳ you usually just sit there watching on one of the trunks ( you made it VERY clear early on that you wanted to sit on a trunk and not the chair )

↳ sometimes he'll let you join in or just do your own thing

↳ you like flirting with ethan a lot since it makes him all flustered

↳ his love language is giving you little gifts and sometimes writing songs for you

↳ since you're stubborn as fuck he usually finds you arguing with people

↳ and him being the sweet, shy boyfriend, he has to drag you out of fights or arguments 

  🎸 "baby you cannot keep arguing with people!"

  🎸 "but he said you weren't a good musician so i had to argue in your defense!"

↳ ethan's asked you before why you're like that with others and not with him

  🎸 "because you're my boyfriend and i love you, are you complaining?"

  🎸 "nononono i was just curious baby"

↳ sometimes you're like a little kid and to calm you down he gets you ice cream and the worst part? it works

↳ unfortunately this isn't the only time you'll act like a kid, if you're at one of ethan's performances and you're bored because your phone is dead, he'll give you his and it will shut you up

↳ sometimes he'll let you sit on his lap when you rehearse

↳ after performances he'll take you to go get food and then you guys will watch a movie together at his place

↳ when you guys are both on break, ethan will take you out on cute little dates

↳ sometimes when you're bored out of your mind, he'll teach you how to play the acoustic guitar 

  🎸 "eth this is too hard"

  🎸 "baby you cannot give up that easily otherwise you'll never learn"

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a/n ♥︎ - this is kinda short, i apologize, but if you want there to be a pt. 2 or a lil drabble for this, just send me an ask :)

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[thatanonymouschocolate]

Nicknames for mw2 fellas

I have so many ideas for mw2 dudes but idk how to write them out but this one seems to plague my brain the most. But this is something i would see the reader or my oc calling them platonically or romantically. (sorry for any misspellings I'm just rambling as I go)

Ghost 

would definitely get called Boo because ya know most ghosts say boo and sneak up on you. Could also be used in a flirty way, to annoy him, etc. I feel like he’d either be dumbfounded trying to process the whole nickname (could also be blushing under that mask too tbh). The guys would definitely tease him for it but would be met with a glare in exchange.

Soap

his nickname would be bubbles because most soaps/body washes create suds/bubbles. He reminds me of bubbles from the power puff girls lol, so happy, sweet and goofy. He lights up any room he’s in. His nickname can also be used in a flirty or teasing way especially if he makes you laugh or if you make him laugh. His joy and laughter is intoxicating. When you first use the nickname on him at first he blinks a couple of times before giving that boyish grin and a cute chuckle. He would also get teased for it but he’d just tell the other they’re jealous of his nickname and bond with you. 

König

ima be real here these are probably more on the romantic side. Most people see him as someone who is easily flustered and some people see him as not. But the nicknames are your majesty, my liege, your highness (this one mostly bc he’s so tall). All can be playful as well but the image of using them to kinda praise him/flirt with him and even throw in a kiss on his hand won’t leave my mind. Another nickname is skyscraper bc my god this man is tall a whole foot taller than me and I’m 5′10. I can see him just walking down the hall maybe on his way to breakfast and then the reader/your oc trying to catch up like “wait for me your highness! I have little legs!” causing him to smile under his sniper veil (whatever its called lol)

[struck-by-the-rain]

was inspired by a few other ppl on here to drop some of the kind of cringy tropey lore I made up about these 2,,, mostly how they met n stuff and how I personally see emm.... im v normal about them I prommy

maintagging this perhaps but it's under the read more so if u dgaf u can just look at the silly picture

ok sooo

they meet completely by accident because This Space Kicker In Particular (who I'm calling SK) gets a try again in space soccer and crash lands outside the karate family residence. he's fine though, probably because he's subject to cartoon physics or something (might rewrite this bit of the lore bc it's kinda goofy but it's the first thing I thought of).

v predictably they start out playing soccer together, like they take a ball to the park or whatever n just having a kick around. but they move on to hanging out in a non-soccer context pretty quickly. i imagine sk's really curious to see what earth is like (it's probably his first time there), like he's filled w whimsy and joy just to go to the cafe n stuff :) joe is meeting him behind seniors back!

sk isn't joes only friend - hes friends w yuka n the wandering samurai n a few others, but i don't know if he's actually close with them? partially because he's busy training, partially because he's quite a reserved person, n to me at least I think he struggles a lot with self-doubt/feeling inadequate for anyone around him (partially as a result of the way he was raised). not to get Angsty on main but I think he ascribes wayyy too much of his self worth on his training... I think he has a tendency to try and isolate himself from others, both physically and emotionally

sk is the opposite (tropey ik lmao) - he's v outgoing, silly n carefree almost to the point where he gets on people's nerves sometimes (he's cowboy sk's "annoying little brother" to me). I don't think he fully gets/realises exactly why joe is v reserved but I think he manages to grow close w him in spite of that... idk how to word it. but I think he's such a ray of sunshine he's able to break through whatever exterior joe has put up for himself (ik how cheesy that sounds but yeah)

ive made a post about this before but joe is v v v affection starved (because Basement) and does a terrible job at hiding it to the point where he just melts over the smallest things. sk meanwhile is suuuuuper physically affectionate so yeah

I haven't worked out exactly when this happens but I think they just kinda fall for each other over time, it takes a while for both of them to realise its mutual tho....

joe alsooo gets flustered veryyyy easily (source: karate man 2 ds superb screen). sk probs picks up on this right away lmao

im thinking sk is out here dropping the most obvious hints... but joe refuses to believe that sk would see him in that way. idk he probs does the wildest mental gymnastics assuming that sk is just being nice or it's like,,, a social norm up on his planet lmfao.

but yeah he eventually works it out too in the end... probably partially because he begins to learn to be a bit more confident in himself over time. i think they get to a point where they both v much know it's mutual but r too awkward to do anything about it/don't wanna mess up their close friendship/are too worried about the logistics/implications of living on other planets n senior. so they don't like acc Say anything or whatever for a while. but it's obvious n only gets worse over time lmfao. see the pic above the cut

blehhh silly thought but I hc sk to be besties with 6switcher who I think gets fed up of his shittt... like hes just like "Oh My God Please Just Tell Him. Like Please".

in my mind palace they end up going to the battle of the bands (joes a huge fan of the rockers but he's never been able to see them live before). and ummm after the concert they end up sitting outside live house ogu watching the stars together,,,, and u kno,,,, they kith.... woaw,,,,, but yeah I think because botb is the 1 time in game they "meet" (if u can even call it that) I thought it would be cute if it's where they end up getting together as a couple :)

hmmm like inconsequential shit unrelated to the main story but they find remix 9 cat as a stray kitten at some point during all of this n joe takes it in... i think I could do a follow up post about what happens next in the lore after botb because this is already mega long but they eventually end up living together on sk's planet and the cat comes w them :)

oh adding this on acc after I posted it, but I think when joe meets sk it's like,,, the first time in his life where he hasn't felt lonely...