#fluff headcanon

[ambcass]

Hi! I was wondering if I can request mark grayson dating a fem!reader who’s like raven from dc? Like powers and all that also maybe can she have a soft spot for kids and mark? (May it please be hc’s? Please and thank you🫶🫶🫶)

okay!! i made these lowk gn reader but there's some parts that show reader is fem.

🍂 ᴍᴇᴛ ʜᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴋ. ʜɪꜱ ᴠɪʙᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ…ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜɴɴʏ.

🍂 ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ! ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ. ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʜᴇʟᴘꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅꜱ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅɪᴇꜱ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴍᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴅᴅɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪᴅꜱ.

🍂 ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴀᴛ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ.

"ꜱᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴɪɴɢ, ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ… ᴇᴛᴄ." ʜᴇ ʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ.

"ʏᴇꜱ, ʏᴇꜱ, ʏᴇꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ?" ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴊᴀᴡ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.

🍂 ᴘᴀᴛʀᴏʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ>> ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴜꜱʏ. ᴍᴀʀᴋ'ꜱ ʙᴜꜱʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ʏ'ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜꜱʏ? ᴘᴀᴛʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ!! ᴍᴀʀᴋ ʙᴜʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱɴᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ? ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ. ᴘʟᴜꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ꜱɪᴅᴇ.

🍂 ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴀꜱᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ? ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ. ꜰʟʏ ʀᴀᴄᴇ? ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴀᴅ, ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ-ᴇʏᴇᴅ, ꜰʀᴏᴡɴʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ.

🍂 ᴅᴀʀᴇ ɪ ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ? ꜱᴜʀᴇ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ? ʜᴇʟʟ ɴᴏ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴡʜʏ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ (ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ.)

🍂 ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀʟʟ ᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ. ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅ. ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛꜰɪᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴏɴ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴜʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ.

[beautifulsenpai]

𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 - 𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘪 𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰

𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 - 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 - 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 (𝗄𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗇𝗈 𝗒𝖺𝗂𝖻𝖺)

𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 - 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴..

𝗒/𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖮𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗂 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖮𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗂 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖾 𝗒/𝗇 𝗂𝗌

[xxladyballadxx]

Movie Night

TF: ROTB Mirage x reader

☁️✨Fluff Headcanon☁️✨

(Note: Not my image, I've just found it on Google.)

Spending an amazing day at the drive through theatre with her sweet goofball Mirage always makes her day. Whenever she is feeling down or stressed out, Mirage would take her to the drive through theatre. The human girl likes to watch anything that interests her. However, Mirage hates to watch horror movies since he gets scared of them easily. (Y/n) laughs her head off whenever Mirage screams like a little girl while watching a scary movie with him. 

Mirages LOVES to watch Disney movies, especially Tangled which he had watched multiple times and it’s actually his favourite Disney film. 

(Y/n) only watches the movies at the Drive Through Theatre when there’s no people around it. She just wanted to be her and Mirage, just the two lovebirds alone. 

Oh how she loves to spend time with her robotic boyfriend. Holding his gigantic hand with her small tiny hand, kissing his metal face, cuddling him. 

Mirage loves to comfort his sweet human girlfriend, always knows how to make her laugh and to bring a smile across her face. He hates to see her sad and would do anything to make her a happy girl.

(A/n) - ANOTHER ONE HAHA! This is short but hope you all like it! :))

UNTIL NEXT TIME ^-^

[buckybarnesandmarvel]

headcanon about doing bucky's hair. yes or no? .

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...or full fic?

[zorosq]

medication ; vinsmoke sanji

↻ fluff, reader have some sort of illness (not deadly), grammatical error, not proofread

↻ pairing ↬ sanji x fem!reader! (platonic) 

a/n hahaha... i always forgot to take my medicine and sanji is probably the only character that can force me to eat my medicine. so self indulgent? (i have tmj. a jaw condition. nothing deadly. just made me uncomfortable and sometimes it causes inflammation so i had to painkiller.) this fic is just a reminder that i should take my medicine on time.

you did your morning routine as per usual before getting ready to join with the other straw hats for breakfast. on your way down, you had a feeling that you were forgetting something. but you shrug it off.

surely it wasn’t important enough if you can’t remember it. right?

wrong.

.

during breakfast, you could tell that something was terribly wrong by the way your jaw hurts every bite you take. right, you had forgot to take your medicine. ‘i’ll just take it after breakfast,’ you thought to yourself as you continued eating, ignoring the pain completely.

though after breakfast, robin had invited you to read books with her in the library. every straw hats know of your condition. but they just assumed that you always take your medication on time. 

you couldn’t help it, really. you’re so easily distracted even by small things that sometimes it irritates you to no end. when it was finally lunch time, sanji had called for everyone to eat lunch. yet, you still forgot about the important thing you needed to do.

even when you felt the pain in your jaw, it didn’t remind you of the fact you haven’t taken your medicine. “y/n-chan,” sanji called just before you leave the kitchen. “yes, sanji? do you need anything?” 

“have you taken your medication?” the question caught you off-guard. because you have not, in fact, taken the medicine yet. which explain the constant headache and toothache. “i... forgot,” you said sheepishly.

the blond sigh. he knew he couldn’t lecture you. you would forget about it either way. you get distracted too easily. “wait here,” he pushed you by the shoulder and sat you back down at your chair.

it didn’t take long before he returned with a familiar looking pill. he put them in your hand and brought a glass of water. he watched intently as you swallowed the pill while downing the glass of water. “what would you do without me,” he sighed again. 

“you’re right, i can’t do anything without you,” you said playfully. he gave you a small smile before patting your head. 

[dazedsy]

guys oh my god im gonnacry this is actually so cute

imagine tsundere!soyeon who does literally EVERYTHING to get noticed by her girlfriend yuqi or like trying to get a hug or kiss or peck from her, but once yuqi notices and does anything mentioned above soyeon pretends to not know what she was doing AAAHHHH i need to write about this😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[fluffysofthivestuck]

headcanon: folykl age regresses and kuprum is her cg

OMG YESSS

[inmaki]

gojo showing off your back scratches to geto

( cont from this fic! req, visual ) .

contains: sex talk, desc of back scratches, crack, sugu is called daddy once (as a joke.. right..)

everything was relatively peaceful in suguru's apartment. key word: relatively.

a forgettable yet appreciated sunday afternoon, not a cloud in sight despite the weather forecast predicting downpours of rain. either way, the raven-haired man insouciantly rested across his white couch, reaching the conclusion that today would be a day for self-care, relaxing, and perhaps some meditation.

there was only one thing ruining his peace.

all morning, suguru has been forced to try and ignore the stain a certain someone has left on his couch — a pair of unecessarily expensive yet dirty shoes being the culprit.

despite these attempts, every once in a while his gaze can't help but wander over at the mark — as if it'd poof out of existence if he glared hard enough.

"fuckin' asshole.." he mutters. it was a wonder his relationship with his best friend managed to stay so promising despite all their differences, yet suguru wouldn't have it any other way, even after situations like this.

right when he grumpily turns back to the tv — which was playing some crappy, low budget rom-com — his apartment door is yanked open and suguru swears he nearly jumps out of his seat.

great, was this it? was he about to get robbed, perhaps evicted? and then probably die? forced into the afterlife knowing gojo's shoe-shit was still on his new couch? no that can't—

"i fucked her!"

suguru whips his head towards the apartment door, announcement being disregarded as he nearly groans in agony. speak of the devil.

big blue eyes peak out from under circular sunglasses, one hand already raised in preparation for a dap up while his stupid, big, dirty shoe pushes the door closed behind him. gojo wears a black compression shirt with grey sweats, marching over to his friend with a ginormous grin across his cheeks.

"take your shoes off, now," suguru snaps, nodding to his friend's feet with a frown.

"yeesh... whatever y'say, daddy," the bastard never loses his smile as his hands raise in surrender, kicking them off by the door smoothly. "what's got your panties in a twist?"

geto pinches his nose bridge. "don't call me that," as he continues the scolding, he points to the living room with his free hand. "you got a mystery stain on my couch, satoru. do you know how many youtube videos i watched trying to get this shit off?"

unphased, gojo takes a look at the strangely colored blob against the armrest's leather material and shrugs. "my bad. did you try febreeze?"

"what— no? dude, febreeze is for.." when suguru looks back up to sourly meet his gaze, he could immediately tell the white-haired man was already drifting back into la-la-land, words going in one ear and out the other. "..nevermind. why're you here?"

at the reminder, satoru seemingly brightens, head shooting back up as if he was just told he'd won the lottery.

"oh god, don't make that stupid face—" he pauses. "the fuck are you doing?" suguru might as well say goodbye to his self-care day, because now gojo was stripping in the middle of his living room, shirt thrown haphazardly onto the still-very-much-stained couch.

"just look!" suguru squints as his friend swivels around to face the wall, pushing his bangs away to get a better view of the— oh shit.

it takes the raven-haired man a second to process what he's seeing before shuffling forward, closely examining the achingly red, bulging scratch marks displayed sexily across the latter's back and shoulders. "no way.."

suguru knows the strongest sorcerer well enough to notice how he purposely didn't use reversed cursed technique on these scratches, just so it'd be obvious to anyone that caught a glimpse of what exactly occured. to his further dismay, he can already picture a smug and sweaty gojo walking around their local gym like this, proud simper on his pretty lips as he easily raises a pair of weights in his veiny hands.

a hiss escapes geto's mouth as he runs his finger down a particularly agitated one, knowing exactly how painful they could be after experiencing many hook-ups of his own. even so, satoru only licks his lips, neck craning to the side so he can pride himself in his friend's gobsmacked expression.

"damn, these are deep. you actually hit it?" suguru confirms, raising a celebratory hand.

turning back around, satoru daps him up, a massive smirk now on both their faces. "hell yeah, it was amazing."

it was impossible to predict what gojo would do next after barging through his front door — especially considering how many times he's done so — but this has to be the last thing suguru ever expected.

not that he was complaining — in fact, all of geto's temper and need for relaxation seemingly flew out the window, the feeling of proudness for his best friend overthrowing anything else.

and even if he hated to admit it, the way gojo was so eager to come over and announce his virginity loss to him was more than a little endearing, and dare he say cute.

"that's great, man. congrats." suguru leads him into the kitchen — still shamelessly shirtless — to grab them both a can of beer in celebration. while the white-haired man usually didn't get involved with any form of alcohol, this occasion was most definitely exception-worthy. "you made y/n cum too, right?"

an offended glare is shot his way. "duh, two times."

"huh. surprised you could last."

as suguru pours their drinks into two fragile cups, gojo exhales, not bothered in the slightest by his jab. "dude, same.." he admits dreamily. "she was so fuckin' tight and warm.. and oh— fuck, her moans? heavenly.. 'can't believe i didn't bust after the first minute.."

geto gulps, trying his best to ignore the mental image his brain was producing from his dirty words. you can't blame him — both of you were smoking hot, and he was a simple man.

even now, he could already imagine what you both looked like; panting and moaning, skin-slapping so loud that it echoed through the whole room, how blissed out you'd look as gojo's cock split you in t—

satoru's playful sigh cuts through the tensing air. "who knows sugs, maybe you'll have another kind of stain to worry about next time we're over~"

he's never snapped out of a daydream so quickly. "don't even joke about that."

over the next hour, the two men sat manspread on the stained couch, taking leisure sips while recalling satoru's final moments as a virgin — suguru giving out his secret tips and tricks along the way.

maybe sometime, suguru could offer some.. hands-on learning instead.

mlist! <- sugu.. how could u think abt ur bestie and his gf like that... tsk tsk tsk (if u enjoyed reblogs/comments r appreciated heheh)

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[yuukiiqwq]

Satoru was confident that you liked him back. He was positive. He had no doubt in his mind that you were going to be his pretty little wife. Is he getting ahead of himself? Sure, he is, but he's that confident. That's until he noticed how he hadn't received any chocolate from you.

It was Valentine's Day, and he still hasn't received any chocolate from you. Yeah, he had a mountain worth of chocolate from all those people who gave him it, but where was yours? He couldn't find it anywhere. He was sure that would have placed your chocolate on his desk since you hadn't given him his. He double no triple checked all the chocolates, yet he could not find the one that has your pretty little name written on it. He continued to search through the chocolate pile for the fourth time today.

He must have missed it, right? Or did someone steal it? He swear he's going to hunt that person to the end of the Earth. Who dared to steal something that was rightfully his?

"Satoru, calm down."

He looked up at his best friend, who was trying to hold down a laugh at his panic.

"She'll probably give it to you later. The day just begun."

Right. Suguru is right. You'll give him his chocolate later. He's a good boy. He can wait.

That's what he told himself, but Suguru and Shoko have already received theirs this morning, and his is still nowhere to be found. Where is his chocolate? You're just sitting there in your seat, looking all pretty as if Satoru is not going through a huge dilemma because of you.

He couldn't help his hands that kept inching itself closer to the chocolate you gave Suguru. He wouldn't know if he snatched it, right? Suguru had received a lot of chocolate! He wouldn't know if he took it... was what he convinced himself before Suguru slapped his hand away.

"Satoru," he sighs.

"But Suguru!!!" Satoru whined as he sunk down into his seat.

"Be patient. You'll get yours soon."

But how soon is soon? Satoru isn't exactly known for his patient.

It was the end of the day, and still no chocolate from you. He asked Suguru and Shoko to leave first because he thought you would finally give it to him when both of you were alone. But you haven't. Where was his chocolate?

The two of you were approaching the exit of school, so Satoru made a quick decision, grabbing your wrist and pulling you into an empty classroom. He quickly shut the door and locked it.

"Satoru?" You asked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"My chocolate."

"Your chocolate?"

"My chocolate from you! The symbol of your love towards me!"

"I didn't make you any," you replied smoothly. "Forgot to make them yesterday, so I woke up early today to make them, but I guess not early enough. I only had time to finish Shoko's and Suguru's. I didn't have time to make yours. Otherwise, I would have been late."

Satoru swear the world just ended. He looked down at his chest because he swears his heart ripped out of his chest at your words. Nope. Still alive. Why is he still alive in this cruel world? You had no chocolate for him? None? Not even a crumb?

"That's fine with you, right? I mean, you got a bunch of chocolate from other girls! You don't need mine."

He swear he is about to burst into tears. He didn't care about other girls. He didn't care about their chocolate. He wanted yours. How could you be so cruel and deny him of your chocolate? To reject him like this? He was devastated. No. Beyond devastated. Where is the closest cliff so he can jump off?

Pure silence radiated the room as Satoru tried to comprehend this horrible situation. Then he heard a small giggle slip pass your lips. That small giggle soon turns into a full-out laugh.

"You should have seen the look on your face, Satoru," you say as you try to stop laughing.

Was this funny to you? Why were you laughing at his suffering? Do you know how much he looked forward to today? To receive the cute little wrapped up chocolate you made for him? He dreamed of today, and you didn't have chocolate for him?

He then sees you reach into your bag and pull out exactly what he had imagined. A cute little chocolate box wrapped up in a baby blue color with a touch of white ribbon to finish it off. Fuck. He thinks he just got a heart attack seeing your chocolate. His chocolate.

"Princess, please don't joke like that to me ever again. You scared me half to death. I was going to jump off a cliff," he whined as he took the chocolate from your hand.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his dramatic behavior. "Stop being dramatic, Satoru. It's just chocolate."

A look of offense dawned his face as you utter those horrendous words to him.

"Chocolate? Just chocolate?" He huffed at you. He can't believe you as you treat this amazing god send gift as just chocolate. "Don't you dare call this just chocolate! This! This right here is proof of your undying love towards me!"

You laughed at his antics– "You're getting ahead of yourself, Satoru."

He delicately placed the chocolate safety away in his bag, treating it as a prized possession. He's looking forward towards white day. He already knows what he wants to get for you. He pulled you into a hug, nuzzling his face against your neck as he mutters– "You won't be saying that after I wife you up."

[beautifulsenpai]

𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 - 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘰

𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 - 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 - 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 (𝘬𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘯𝘰 𝘺𝘢𝘪𝘣𝘢)

𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 - 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴..

𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒/𝗇, 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾-𝗍𝗈-𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾, 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆-𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

[xxladyballadxx]

Warm Feelings

Cidolfus Telamon x reader (Fluff Headcanon)

☁️✨Fluff☁️✨

He loves to give you all his affection whenever he has the chance to. 

Cid would shower you with all his love, anyday and anytime.

Everytime you feel down, depressed or sad, Cid would always try his best to comfort you. 

Whenever no one is watching, Cid pecks a quick kiss to your lips before heading for his mission. 

He loves to watch the stars with you whenever he’s not too busy with things. 

You would sit down by the tree next to Cid, holding his hand and leaning your head onto his shoulder while he caresses your hair lovingly. 

When you’re ill, Cid always tries to take good care of you and he would ask Lady Charon to make you a nice warm soup since he can’t cook that well. 

Cid really loves to make you all blushy and fuzzy, especially when he embarrasses you in front of Clive, Jill and Torgal. 

You would go out on a lovely walk with your lover, day or night, throughout the forest.

 (A/n) - That’s it haha! FFXVI soon to be released and I really can’t wait to dive into the story when it comes out!^-^

UNTIL NEXT TIME...<3

[peaches-creek]

“You are squishing me.”

“I’m afraid you will live.” He bluntly says.

Simon was currently draped across you on your shared bed, essentially pinning you to the mattress. His eyes were closed as his head lay on your chest. He just came home from a mission, only to start a new one: snuggle with his lovie AKA you. Lucky for you he stopped to take a shower. Anyways, here you were, glued to the mattress as Simon just breathes you in.

“Was it a tough one?” You ask.

“Always is rough when I can’t see you for a month.” He huffs.

“I’m sure you did a great job, Price told me last time I saw him that he always is proud of how hard you work, he tries to tell you but you don’t let him.”

“He’s a sap.” He says. You only laugh, turning your head to kiss his head.

“Well Mr. Riley, I say we call it a night.”

“Mrs. Riley, I have been waiting for you to say those words.” He grunts, lifting his hand up to pull the light switch off.

“I love you Simon, I’m glad you are home.”

“Me too, lovie, me too.”

He presses deeper into your chest, giving it a small kiss. You begin to rub his back and neck, putting the 6’3 military man to sleep just about instantly.

[angelltheninth]

What Gets Alastor to Fall for You

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, flirting, hand-kisses, demiromantic!Alastor

A/N: A lot of people enjoyed the last Alastor post and I saw you enjoying that included his aroace-ness, so lets keep going with that.

He's heard and seen every flirting line and tactic and he never liked any of them

Well aware that everyone is only after the power he holds

Rejects your advances at first, it's always backed up by a loud static effect that emphasizes his discomfort even more

He enjoys banter but as soon as you turn it to flirting he backs up

The way to his affection is acts of service

You doing things for him without him asking, like remembering his broadcasting schedule and bringing him water and food because this man only eats in the morning and maybe at night

Walking with him to his room will eventually result in him offering you his arm to link with yours

Offering him feedback on his radio shows

Dancing with him whenever he wants, where ever he wants, even in the middle of the street, after all no on dares to laugh at the Radio Demon

Keeping the Egg Boiz away from him, some of them still seem to be under the impression that he's their new Boss

Laughing at his jokes will go a very long way

Co-hosting when there's really big news happening, especially when it concerns the Hotel, you'll keep him from making fun of it too cause you really do want it to be successful

Respecting his personal space will eventually get you to a point where he kisses your hand in a greeting

The first time it happened it was all everyone in the Hotel could talk about for the whole day

[confused-wanderer]

I think we’re not fully utilising Dick’s potential for fuckery. This mean was raised in a circus. Surrounded by trapeze artists. And wild animals. What makes you think he has any regard for safety or self preservation?

So I like to think that sometimes, just sometimes there’s a switch that flips inside him and instead of being mature and practical about the system he lets his intrusive feral child win.

Two-face: Heads or tails little bird. Heads, I kill you. Tails, I surrender.

*flips coin*

Nightwing *throws his escrema stick and it hits the coin which lands in his palm*

Nightwing: Hey Harvey. If I flip it around in my hands I can change the outcome of this

Two-face: .. wait-

Nightwing *flipping his hand around with the coin inside* : Say why don’t we make it more interesting?

*takes out three more coins and puts them all in his palm before switching them around a bit*

Two-face: oh.. no..

*Red Hood and Red Robin watching in horror*

Red robin: .. should we.. should we stop him

Red hood *remembering when a villain knocked away Dick’s weapons and told him if he could draw blood without landing a hit on him he’d tell his army to stop and Dick didn’t wait a second before biting the fucker’s neck and taking a good chunk out of it*

Red hood: he’ll be fine.

[slttygeto]

HUSBAND SUGURU! + PREGNANCY ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

tags: fem! reader, husband suguru!, nsfw, suguru is very hesitant about being a dad, but isnt forced into this :), reader is very motherly, dirty talk and talk about getting off the pill and being bred.

word count: 2,1k

Husband Suguru! whom before you even got married, sat you down and mentioned to you how starting a family wasn’t something he was looking forward to. you know of his past, of the trauma he’s been through. he fully expects you to break up with him when he tells you that, knows how much you want to have a baby of your own, but you don’t. instead, you cradle him in your arms and tell him that you love him and appreciate what you have right now, not what you don’t even see in the picture.

Husband Suguru! who swears he hasn’t changed his mind about babies, about starting a family in general even three years into the marriage. but when he sees you with your friend’s baby, the glow on your face, the motherly instinct—how you gently place your hand on the baby’s head, rock her back and forth and coo at her softly while her mother gets her food ready, his heart feels as though it is about to explode.

“There there baby girl,” your voice is barely above a whisper, and when the baby cries, your lip juts out and you pull the infant towards your chest in an attempt at soothing her. your eyes find his where he is sitting on the couch, and the lighthearted chuckle you give him pulls a nervous one out of his body. you are now convinced that your husband would never ever change his mind based on the horror painting his features as he turns to your friend’s husband to strike a conversation. but in reality, the topic of their conversation is all too surprising.

“Has it been difficult? You know, managing a career and taking care of the baby,”

“Oh yeah very,” the other man admits but Suguru doesn’t detect a single hint of regret in his voice. “but yknow, look at that,” he point his glass of water in the direction of his wife and you holding the baby. “seeing my wife with our baby, our creation—seeing her act all motherly like that? Totally worth it.”

Husband Suguru! who starts to consider the idea of getting you pregnant. he hopes for the rational part of his brain to win over, rather than the horny, disgustingly perverted one. but when you walk out of the shower in a crop top, his mind drifts elsewhere—and suddenly, the image of your belly swollen with his kids floods his mind and he has to put a pillow on his crotch to hide the very evident bulge in his pants.

Husband Suguru! who once he calms down and takes care of his raging boner, texts Satoru in a hurry, asking if they could meet up tomorrow morning. your husband tells you of his plans and you hum sleepily, telling him how catching up with his best friend seems like a good idea. Suguru drops the bomb on his best friend the moment they sit down and the ivory haired’s jaw almost meets the floor.

“You mean you wanna be a dad?”

“I’m not…too sure,” Suguru looks conflicted, he is holding his head in his hands. he knows very well that this is a topic that should be discussed with you, since you were the other person of interest in the situation. but he would hate to give you false hope, he’s seen the way your eyes light up at the mention of a baby, at one of your friends or colleagues being pregnant, how there’s a disappointed look on your face that you try so hard to conceal when Suguru gives you a face in response of a pregnancy announcement. but you are so patient, so accepting, you’ve never once forced him into anything. and truth be told, he wanted to see what kind of mother you would be to your baby—and then toddler, and then teenager and adult—you’d have a life together with a new person who would adapt either your personality or his, with a face of the love of his life. your baby could have your eyes and nose, he’s always pointed them out—even before you started dating.

“Dude, do you or do you not want to have a baby?”

“I don’t know man, it’s hard to think of.”

“Because you are thinking too hard about it,” Satoru says nonchalantly and it irks Suguru a little.

“I am not thinking too hard about it—this is a new responsibility, what if I am not fit to be a dad? I could be a failure for all we know—what if I pussy out of it and—“

“I would kill you.” Satoru warns the man and Suguru doesn’t try to hide how he stiffens up. “I am not joking, I would find you and bring you back to her as a sack of bones,”

“I wouldn’t betray her like that…”

“You’re too focused on the aspect of being a bad dad rather than a good one—yknow, you really think that she’d marry someone she doesn’t see fit as the future father of her children?” Satoru has a point. you did mention to him once (when Suguru was nowhere to be seen at a party you all attended) how falling in love with him was the best thing that’s ever happened to you, but the one thing that would top it is if he became a father to your children. Satoru, knowing his best friend’s stance on the topic, reminded you of how terrified the man was of the idea and all you did was give him a reassuring, understanding wave of your hands.

“I know, but I just know he’d love them hard and make them feel as safe as he makes me feel.”

Husband Suguru! who doesn’t really try to bring up the topic of ‘trying for a baby’. he cringes at the thought, feels as though it makes the process less romantic and intimate and more of a robotic task. as he is stripping you of your clothes, he is silent and lets his eyes wander over your figure. you are extremely shy tonight, unable to meet his eyes as his rough, calloused hands brush over the skin of your boobs before bending down to be at eye level with them. he brings the flesh inside his mouth and sucks—and blood rushes down to his groin at the thought of them being filled with milk, heavy and swollen, more sensitive than usual. his teeth graze the skin at an attempt to catch your attention and your thighs squeeze as you meet his eyes.

“Sugu…” your smaller hands rest on his face as he pulls away from your boobs to plant a heated kiss to your lips, effectively pushing you back on the bed. your back gently hits the mattress, and your chest is heaving in anticipation, unsure of what his next move would be.

“Baby,” he finally speaks up, nose brushing against your stomach as he brings his lips to the skin. “how about you drop the pill tomorrow?” he knows how much of a horrible job he is doing at this, but he feels you move, supporting yourself on your elbows.

“w-why would I do that?” your eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, and Suguru wishes to brush his thumb over the tense skin of your forehead.

Suguru is shameless as he kisses further south, planting his kiss above the tuft of your pubic hair before pushing your panties to the side. He parts the lips and gives your clit a kiss before moving to your inner thighs.

“why not? It’s doing horrible things to your body—“ he brushes his nose over your clit as he speaks. “beside, we need you off the pill if we want a baby, don’t you think?” when you don’t react to his words, Suguru looks up only to find you staring down at him with parted lips and eyes glossed over with tears.

“…are you sure?” you ask softly, and your husband swears he could never say no to you if you asked like that all the time.

“very,”

Husband Suguru! who fucks you with a new purpose. each drive of his hips fueling the other to go harder, deeper, to keep pushing his cum inside you and plant his seed deep within. your cunt does a great job at showing Suguru how ecstatic and excited you are with his sudden change of heart. you keep squeezing around him, barely able to keep your sounds in—he fucks you so deeply that the sound of skin to skin is louder than your moans and his groans. when he puts you on all fours, the cum starts to drip out of you but he pushes it back in with two thick fingers, lips pressed to your ass cheek.

“want more?”

“mmm! please,” you whine when he aligns his tips with your folds and fixes your arch with a hand on the small of your back. the gasp that escapes your lips when he fucks into you hard makes Suguru chuckle and he rubs your sides, soothing you.

“no need to beg for it,” he leans down and presses a kiss to your nape. “I’d gladly fill you up.”

Husband Suguru! who stiffens up when you show him the positive pregnancy test. up until this point, he is in control of his emotions—he lets you cry in his arms about how scary all of this was, despite you saying you’ve always wanted a baby. he is supportive, understanding of the heightened emotions that you are experiencing—when he sees your tears turn into happy ones, only half of him is able to relax. clearly, he is nervous but he doesn’t wanna show it. not right now.

The first ultrasound during your pregnancy was nerve racking—your hand squeezed your husband’s as you stared at the screen showing what appeared to be your unborn baby. Very tiny, but still there.

“Okay mom and dad,” the doctor presses the ultrasound transducer a bit lower on your stomach, a small smile on his face. “I got some news for you.”

“Good?” your anxious voice has Suguru rubbing his thumb on the back on your hand.

“It depends, how long have you been trying for this baby?” You couldn’t exactly disclose of your very active sex life, but you do give the doctor hints that it was definitely wanted.

“Well, look over here—“ he points to the screen with his gloved finger, ushering Suguru to come closer. “Look over here dad, what do you see?”

Suguru swallows hard as he stares at the screen in confusion, unsure of what to say. “..a baby?”

“Babies. Congratulations, you’re pregnant with twins.”

Your husband whips his head towards you fast, and you cover your mouth in shock. This wasn’t planned—twins? And for a first time? You didn’t know if the tears streaming down your face were of excitement or fear that maybe you weren’t ready for this.

But Suguru still comforts you, holds you in his arms—tells you that maybe finding out the gender won’t make all of this sound scary anymore. He knew you never really had a preference for gender—you were a natural mom.

However, finding out the gender was an emotional experience for the same man who never thought he would become a father.

Husband Suguru! who tells Satoru to buy the gender reveal cake for you two. he doesn’t want to throw a party, and neither do you. finding out within the privacy of your own home seemed like the best option—you didn’t want to reveal that you were pregnant to any family members—at least not yet.

“Are you ready?” You hold your own glass as you wait for your husband to stand next to you. Your bump wasn’t that evident yet, but signs of pregnancy were starting to show on your body and it brought this warm feeling to Suguru’s body.

“Yeah, hold my hand.” You chuckle slightly at his request but comply either way. Each of you holds their own glass above the cake before looking away as you push it down—you hold your breath, Suguru rests his forehead on your shoulder as he mumbles something about not being able to look at the cake. But you muster up the courage and lift your glass, eyes wide and lips parted in shock.

“Sugu—“ you don’t need to tell him to look, he was already staring at the glass with teary eyes. The pink frosting wasn’t something he was expecting to see—he knew he was going to be happy with either but two little girls? His own baby girls—the thought of being a girl dad brings tears to his eyes and you’re quickly pulling him towards you.

“Oh baby,” you hold back your own tears as you comfort your emotional husband, his arms wrapped around your middle. You hear little sniffles and a hand rubs your back before feeling a pair of lips pressed to your forehead.

“Gonna be the prettiest mom to the prettiest girls. Ever.”   

note: my posts are all self indulgent at this point… enjoy :D

2023: all works belong to @ slttygeto. do not repost my works on any other platofrm.

[cosmicstarlatte]

Me: yeah we're tying the knot next week

Werewolf fiance who's never heard that phrase: we're going to what