#i just keep putting it up in a ponytail because thats all i CAN do and i hate it.

[vanillabat99]

I really love having long hair, it's so pretty, but I really can't take care of it on my own. I'm going to have to say goodbye to my cute curls and get something short and easy to manage 😔

[pancakewithsprinkles]

Kinito headcannons because yes

he's hooked up to google so he can answer your questions, but he's ashamed of using it, so usually he makes it up as he goes. "Elephants? Uh, I know a lot about elephants! Of course I do! They um, they can grow to 10 stories tall! Yeah! Big elephants. Where's my source? Uhhhhhhh"

he'll just appear on any tab or game youre playing and just insert himself in it. Horror movie? Kinito's in the background Cooking mama? Mama's been replaced. Only kinito.

He loves horror movies, in fact he loves movies in general. He loves watching them with you :)

He also loves fun facts. He loves telling you fun facts more than anything he's such a goober

He repeats his funfacts a lot though, he forgets which ones he has or hasn't told you.

little man loves to dance!! He's got the grooves!!

Kinito cant read or write for shit without his glasses

Inside Kinito's egg (the one he pops out of at the start of the game) Is where he keeps all his things! It's his room of sorts. His cloud to sleep on, his surfboard, a mirror to practice talking to his best friend, his collection of notebooks and journals to write in…

Kinito usually practices talking to the player in the mirror. If not, he'll stutter or get off track and he feels awful afterwards.

This ones really stupid, but I headcannon kinito to be a bubblegum ball, not actually a real axolotl.

he likes kisses on the forehead (who doesnt) and pats on the head

he likes praise more than anything! Thats why he gives so much to you!

He sometimes puts bows on his little axolotl head thingies like theyre his hair and makes them into ponytails.

He's Ace and bipolar

if you showed him a picture of a real axolotl he'd scream. He's probably terrified of real sea creatures

he's a crybaby and a scaredy cat :)

He likes writing songs, but he dreams to be a famous author!

if he learns you like XYZ character he'll cosplay as them frequently

he'll also make fanfiction of you, that character, and him hanging out

he makes a lot of fanfiction. Like a lot. Like one 5 chapter 2 billion page fanfic a day

um!! I think thats all of them for now!!! okay thank you for reading I love you bye!!!

[froagie]

I 100% support u in everything u say abt zl and everyone else. Ur comics give me life fr

Thanks so much here are some more zhongli facts. (Source: Me)

his house is actually huge but only like 1.5 rooms are navigable because everywhere else is filled with random rocks and trinkets he "bought", hes like Oh the pattern on this cor lapis looks like a bird in flight it would be a shame not to buy it

he is Teyvat's Most Divorced Milf

he owns 7 copies of the same outfit and 1 of hu tao's outfit in his size that she kept trying to make him wear because it would be "cute if the funeral parlor was matching" (He doesnt wear it)

he used to just have his Tits Out all the time but realized when hed be giving orders to the adepti literally nobody would pay attention so he started wearing a shirt

knew shenhe when she was a kid and she would tug on his ponytail all the time and also bite his spear and the spear still has teethmarks in it to this day

every few centuries or so venti and zhongli get divorced again (for fun), the most recent time they tried to get a divorce (lantern rite) they couldn't afford it because Yanfei started hiking up her prices exponentially because she was sick of dealing with their bull shit

he has mastered the art of manipulation which is how he manages to almost always buy everything for the price of free and the manipulation in question is smiling at them shoujo manga love interest style, OR using childes fatui bank funds that he never bothered to change the PIN on, btw childe is in huge trouble with the harbingers for using exponentially more than his allotted share of fatui funds, thats why the last time he was in an event (the one with yoimiya) he was talking about how he has to keep an eye on his spending

xingqiu writes in-universe RPF about Rex Lapis under an alias, and gets into multi-page heated arguments in the comments with keqing (also commenting anonymously) about the characterization in the middle of which is user TartagliaLapis asking if he takes character x reader commissions. xiao went to the AO3 message board or whatever in the dead of night when no one can see him to read the rex lapis fanfiction then he adds another comment like "Rex Lapis would not fucking say that"

zhongli and baizhu play mahjong together with old grandmas at 5 in the morning #enrichment

the first time that zhongli painstakingly made almond tofu for xiao he didnt even eat it because he was like Rex Lapis Made This For Me. I Must Treasure This Forever And Preserve His Culinary Creation For All Of Eternity. and he put it in like one of those glass cases you put anime figures in. next time zhongli visited him he was like Oh dear... was the almond tofu not to your liking? Im sorry :( and xiao almost kills himself right then and there but hes like No my lord it was delicious and perfect like everything you do and he smashes the case open and shoves the entire plate in his mouth and swallows it in one go and starts gagging and choking because he didnt even chew and probably swallowed some glass too and then he faints and wakes up in baizhus office and hes like wtf happened then he sees zhongli waiting by his bedside looking worried and he remembers what he just did and passes out again from the sheer embarrassment

[sanjisblackasswife]

Hey Tate how do you feel about Buggy The Clown w/ a black s/o? Spicy headcannons are welcomed😮‍💨

A/N: Buggy w a ponytail made me feel things so yes…yes indeed I will post about it.

Buggy with a Black Girlfriend Headcanons (SFW & NSFW)

SFW

He found you so attractive when he saw you pls

He has never seen a woman like you and wants you on his team asap

I’m sorry but he seems like the type to call you “Exotic Looking” KSBDJDKSKSJS

HE MEANS NO HARM I SWEAR

He lets you braid his hair a lot. He seen you put in box braids on yourself once and has asked for it as well but you just gave him two braids going back

He actually looked kinda hot

Omg can someone draw that pls or else I will

He calls you sweetcheeks or darling a lot

He annoys the absolute daylights out of you. lIKE A WHOLE LOT HE ANNOYS YOU ALOT

When he is bored he plays in your curls/braids/locs ALOT trying to style it

He pokes you ALOT too

He just really loves annoying you

You actually never called his nose big because you know how he gets but you keep it in the back of your mind just in case he really pisses you off

A cute little quirk about him is that he always tries to find ways to impress you just like when he first met you.

He has told you about Shanks and his hate for him but honestly you thought he was talking about his ex

You thought he was gay for a second before you two dated but he swore up and down he wasn’t because he was act trying to confess to you

“I’m only gay for you!”

“But I’m a woman”

“THATS NOT THE POINT!”

When Mihawk or Crocodile is around all three of y’all bully Buggy and a few times you three played Mr. Potato with his body because he made you mad.

“So can I detach Your penis and put it on your head?”

“WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT?!”

“Because you’re a dickhead.”

Crocodile: I like her.

Anyways though he loves talking to you. He doesn’t even care if you respond or not as long as he knows you’re listening to him rant or just speak whatever is on his mind he loves talking to you

He loves hearing about your culture or religion too. If you embrace it he will have dumb little questions about it but never disrespect you or make you feel ashamed in what you believe in

You make him carry you a lot. A whole lot.

He hates it at first but once you tell him about how strong he is he’ll do whatever you want and more

He wants you to wear clown paint very badly at least once

He has blown up buildings out of anger because you made him mad.

NSFW

Okay the first time Buggy went down on your He accidentally but your clit REALLY hard so you grabbed his head, detached it, and threw it across the room.

You didn’t talk to him for a week

Buggy tries he really tries to be romantic. He has asked Mihawk for advice but it went horribly and ended the night with you aiding to his burn wounds because a candle fell on him during dinner

When he gets needy he pokes your ass a lot

He’s really good with his fingers? He swears he doesn’t know what he is doing when he fingers you but your don’t care nor complain

He has a playlist when he wants to fuck you.

Usually has a rose in his mouth.

And no he will not stop

PULL HIS HAIR

He won’t openly tell you what he wants but trust pulling his hair is one of em

He likes a dom woman :( he loves you being on top and doing whatever you want to his body

He loves having his neck kissed. He’s just so sensitive there

His favorite position is 69. He loves your ass

Btw he is an ass man

It took a while for him to open up to you for sex but he made up for it with his amazing stroke game. You don’t know wtf he learned his loves from but you’re grateful for it

Buggy’s dream is to have sex with you on a pile of money…you really don’t know why and he won’t elaborate further but he just wants to

[marvelobsessed134]

Sparks Fly part one

Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Country singer!reader

Warnings: age gap

Series masterlist

The MTV Video Music Awards. Thats where Tommy first saw you. You were up onstage accepting an award for best country song. Your song ‘Back To December’ won, and you had the biggest and prettiest smile on your face.

You were in a beautiful purple gown, your hair pinned up with flowers delicately placed in the braid that wrapped around your head. You didn’t have the typical big hair that was all the rage in the 80s. You were simply just yourself.

Tommy admired that, and he couldn’t help but keep staring at you the whole night. He hadn’t heard of you before since he’s not a country fan. But he’s so glad you won that award because now he was aware of your existence.

You seemed so kind and gentle. Beautifully feminine. Submissive. The kind of woman he’s always wanted. It was clear to him he needed to talk to you, but unfortunately he never got the chance.

The drummer was disappointed however, that all went away when he found out you were touring in LA. And so, he bought a ticket.

A country music concert was not somewhere Tommy Lee thought he’d be, but there he was standing in the VIP section waiting amongst other screaming fans. Some recognized him but kept their distance. They were clearly there to see one person and one person only. You.

And then, there you were rising out from underneath the stage on a platform. Your guitar in your hands as you began to play the first song.

He was really impressed by your vocal range and how you skillfully played the guitar. You were in a purple halter dress this time with your hair up in a ponytail. Looking absolutely beautiful.

The crowd sang along with you as you sang and danced to your songs. Sometimes you’d alternate between the piano and guitar. When one of your songs came on, one about heartbreak, he couldn’t help but feel anger towards whoever dared hurt you.

Then, you pulled out an electric guitar and started playing ‘better than revenge’ which you rocked. It was more Tommy’s style of music, and he really enjoyed it.

After the show was over you walked back stage with a towel around your neck to your dressing room. You put on a simple pink dress before grabbing your stuff and getting ready to go meet your driver.

Your assistant, Carol, stopped you however. “Miss Y/n, there’s someone who’d like to meet you.” You never turn down meeting fans so you allowed Carol to lead the way.

However who stood there wasn’t a fan, and if he was it’d be a shock. It was Tommy Lee. And well to say you’re a Mötley fan is an understatement. You are absolutely obsessed! And have been crushing on Tommy for awhile.

“Um, hi.” You said. Now you sounded like a fan. Which you are but to act like a fan at your own concert?

The brunette gave a small smile, “Hey. I uh saw the show it was really good.”

“Oh! You liked it?”

“Yeah.”

After a moment of silence you spoke up, “No offense but this doesn’t seem like the kind of show you’d go to. Did a girlfriend drag you here?”

“No, I came on my own accord actually. I wanted to meet you. I saw you at the VMAs and thought you were the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and I didn’t get a chance to talk to you that night so now I’m here.” You couldn’t believe his words.

“Wow- um can I just say I’ve kind of had a crush on you for awhile?”

“Most girls do. Shit. That sounded awful.” He chuckled nervously.

“No, it’s fine I understand. So do you want an autograph?” You teased.

“Just your number would be fine.” Jesus he’s smooth.

“Yes! I mean, yeah sure whatever.” You said before grabbing a headshot and writing your number on it. You handed it to him.

“Thanks, I’ll call you sometime this week?”

“Sure.” And after the two of you said goodbye you couldn’t help but blush all the way home.

[sssilverwolf]

Mori Ougai x Mafia Leader Reader

Genre: Mafia, Romance

You were just like Mori another Mafia boss but what made you different was your attitude you have a some sort of high value woman attitude and you always put on a poker face for people it was sometimes hard for everyone to tell what you were feeling right now Mori even calls you sly fox because of the habit you have. Mori always saw you put you hair up in a high ponytail, black blazer was draped over you shoulders, and you also wore black high heels you always bring one bodyguard around you for safety but Mori knew you more than anyone but when you two accidentally bumped into each other you would often flirt with him it sometimes made him blush for example you would say things like “you look good nowadays Ougai i think it’s turning me on” or “maybe il invite you to my place for some champagne and private time” yep those comments makes him blush more one time he did bring elise with him and elise somehow already grew fond of you because of your playful personality you have once met Mori during a meeting and couldn’t help but do an introduction while standing next to you was two of your body guards Kouyou seemed to have an interest in you as well for Chuuya and Dazai not much maybe Dazai liked you because of your playful smile and for Chuuya is because you dress well and lets just say Mori is jealous that you got all the attention everyone in the port mafia always talked about you but when Mori was around they stopped what they were gossiping about now Mori sees you as a challenge because he keeps getting compared to you and now here you are standing face to face with Mori “my my Ougai i didn’t expect you to go this far just because I’ve been getting the fame rather than you have” “you better watch your words dear or i will bite back” “I’d like to see you try then Ougai” thats when Mori charged at you with his scalpel you turned around letting Mori tale the kill but you swiftly gave him a kick with your heels he was kicked back until he hit a tree “would you mind holding this for me? M/B” “of course m’lady” “wow that was swift of you Y/N but I’m not done yet” “oh really? Well i hope you can withstand this” Mori didn’t even get to react when you kicked him aiming at his crotch Mori fell down in pain “so do you want another challenge?” “I groan yield” “good” everyone was in shocked of how you dealt him you quickly took your blazer “cmon boys we are done here” “yes ma’am” your car then arrived it was a white BMW car you entered the car and sat in the middle allowing your bodyguards to sit on the sides near the door and drove off “that woman” “sir are you ok?” Ask higuchi “I’m fine don’t worry but she really did awaken something in me”

[not-your-fucking-kacchan]

hey queen!! happy to see u back (ur writings really good) *ahem* do you think you could write one-sided pining from far away with iida annnnd maybee shinso? like idk theyve been pining for y/n without them noticing for a long while and theyre tired damnit! maybe theyre a little bit of jelly bellies?? maybe? tsym!!!! feel free to ignore, btw :D

Hello!! Thank you so much for your feedback, i cant tell you how glad i am that my writing is being recieved this way 😩🛐

Theres a little bit of angst and you can see it if you squint really hard but theres a happy ending !!!! :,)

Also- i would a hundred percent do this for shinsou- but im thinking i might save that for a later post so i can fit all the tags i want in and keep them seperate, y know? I hope thats okay <3 <3 <3

Masterlist<3

Iida x Reader

When you had transferred to class 1-A via reccommendation, even if it was a little late, Iida welcomed you with open arms and words of support.

It really didnt take long for him to fall absolutely head over heels for you, however, as he grew to learn more about you.

You were so kind and accepting, and whenever Mina or Denki asked you for help with their studies you would comply with a compassionate smile.

He wanted to talk to you.

He wanted an excuse to speak to you more, and become closer to you. You were perfect for him, and you respected and validated everything he said and felt. He had never felt so seen in his whole life.

So he never realised the growing bud of jealousy hiding away in his heart. Every guy that spoke to you were met with suspicious glances and a possessive, protective Iida. He was like an overbearing puppy.

You found it absolutely adorable how he would blush very faintly as you spoke to him, but you never realised that it was because the gullible idiot was in love with you.

He was serious about you as well. He imagined a future with you. So, the next time he would catch you walking out of the classroom last, or wandering around on your own, he planned to confess to you.

He was obsessed with that you would tie up your hair in a cute little ponytail, or cover your mouth when you were eating, or tilt your head when you were confused about something. The navy haired boy couldnt help but study your mannerisms like you were an art piece on display.

So when he saw you talking to Todoroki the next day, giggling and blushing and standing awefully clise to him, naturally he was distraught.

You didnt even realise that he had seen you, so when Iida suddenly becomes much more distant it actually kind of worries you. Had you offended him? Was it something you said?

The next time you find yourself face to face with Iida, he looks at you in shock and you notice how his eyes dart about awkwardly, almost as if he was looking for an escape. It was definately something you said, you decided.

"Iida, i was- uh-... i wanted to ask you... why have you been avoiding me?"

You were genuinely worried that you'd lost a friend, because what friend suddenly starts acting like you don't exist? And suddenly you're tearing up, big, bright eyes suddenly going glassy and overflowing with salty tears.

The poor boy almost has a heart attack.

He was only trying to put some distance between you so that his feelings wouldn't affect the relationship that you had going on with Todoroki.

But now, you were ceying in front of him and he realises now, that his actions had driven a bigger rift between the two of you than he had thought.

"Y-you won't talk to me anymore! And i'm- i'm so worried that i've lost you as a friend! Please-! Was it something I said? Just- just tell me where i went wrong- please-! Iida i'm so very sorry-"

In his head he berates himself, because in his selfish act of pushing you away, he jeopardised your friendship and trust and became the cause of emotional turmoil. He was absolutely in the wrong here! This behavour is not becoming of a future hero- what kind of saviour makes a woman cry? As a representative of class 1-A and some of the most promising young heroes, he should be ashamed, and he owes you an apology!

But more important than that, is the sting in his heart and the lump in his throat that tell him no matter who he is- hero or not- he has hurt his friend as a result of his stupidity. And it's frustrating. It feels bad. Genuinely bad.

It's a crushing guilt that weighs down his shoulders as he sees you breaking down and furiously wiping your tears away. The dejected feeling of having upset and caused distress to someone so dear to him.

He feels absolutely gutted, and his heart drops to his stomach.

In silence he pulls you closer, giving you a gentle embrace to let you know that everything is okay, before pulling back and bowing about as low as the gravel at his feet will allow him to.

"Please, (-), allow my to offer you my most sincere apology! Even I know that it is not enough to right my wrong, but it is all i can offer you, along with the explanation that you deserve!

You see, I had distanced myself from you because I had unknowingly fallen in love with you, however I did not wish to put any strain on your relationship with Todoroki. To do so would be incredibly unbecoming of a friend and future hero representing our class 1-A.

However, I did not realise that this would jeopardise our friendship the way it has, or bring you such emotional turmoil. To not think about the consequences of my actions was childish and immature of me! Please allow me your forgiveness!"

By now your tears had stopped and you were dizzy with the unexpected embrace and detailed, sincere apology, only one thought really striking you.

"My-... my relationship? With... Todoroki??..."

You have always been, and remain to be single.

As single as the lost sock down the side of the bed.

As single as a thirty-five year old man called graham.

As single as the third wheel on a tricycle.

Oops.

It's then when it dawns upon Iida just how stupid, and head- over- engines in love he was. He had just assumed you were both in a relationship. How absolutely silly of him.

"I see now... This was all a misunderstanding, then, i presume?

Well, i must say this is a touch embarrassing. I will do better to not assume such things in the future! To not learn from such an elementary mistake would be-"

You quickly cut off that bullshit with a kiss, unable to keep yourself from giggling at his antics. He's a genuinely stand- up guy, and you would love to get to know him more, after all, he actually knows how and when to apologise unlike most men.

[lexa-griffins]

Clarke competes in a Halloween costume contest. Her costume is complicated to wear so she needs help to put it on. Cue Lexa who helps Clarke with her costume and that's how she discovers about Clarke's secret in her pants

Its a supergirl costume. Took some time to find a really good one that wasnt just some flimsy stretchy fabric or just a red skirt and a bidy but Clarke finally found one that resembles the full body suit Clarke wanted.

Except it is hell to put on. To be fair, Clarke has a lot more than Kara Danvers does to tuck inside the damn thing.

Its for a contest thought her friends signed her up for and because she cant help but be competitive, she is set on winning. And with a superhero team, she is sure to be set for success with this one.

If she can even put it on the right way first.

"Shit." Clarke curses as she realizes she manages to dress it the wrong way. Her makeup is done and if she keeps trying to squeeze herself into this thing alone she's gonna sweat it all off.

"Hey Lex. Could you help me with this thing?"

In comes her roommate. Hallowen is not her thing so while Clarke struggles to get inside her costume, Lexa leasures around in shorts and an oversized shirt

"You look ridiculous right now."

"Thanks, you're always so delightful. Please help me. Im struggling." Clarke whines as she gets the costume out and turns it correctly.

"Fine." Lexa sighs, seemimgly annoyed and snatching the costume from Clarke hands and staring at it. After its made clear Clarke's legs have to go in first, she motions to the bed, "sit down so its easier."

Clarke does as she's told. She sits on her bed in just her socks, sports bra and compression shorts. The latter felt more appropriate given she doesnt want a bulge to be visible on the costume. She'd rather keep that to herself.

Something that might be difficult now she realizes, as Lexa kneel in from of her on the floor, trying to get Clarke's legs inside the leg holes of the suit.

"This material is not forgiving. Jesus fuck." Lexa comments as she struggles to slide the tough and thigh fabric up Clarke's leg.

Her mouth is dangerously close to Clarke's crotch tho and Clarke has to close her eyes to bed her dick not to act up right now.

Not that she doesnt find Lexa insanely attractive but as it stands she is the best roommate she ever had and there is a small chance she might move out screaming is Clarke has a boner right by her face.

Shit. She thought of a boner.

"Hmm Clarke?" Lexa's voice is not alarmed but she does seem apprehensive.

Clarke whences, knowing damn well her dick is pressing hard agaisnt her compression shorts but refuses to look up, "Im sorry. I should have said something before."

Finally, she looks at Lexa, ready to see her looking at her in disguss. Instead her eyes are hooded and her mouth slightly opened as she stares at the bulge, "thats not gonna fit in the costume." She comments in a slow voice.

Clarke's breathing shakes, "y-yeah, it probably won't."

Its not a dream caused by dripping on her own feet as she tries to get the costume on Clarke is sure. Yet everything that happens afterwards does not seem real.

Lexa's hands on the band of her shorts. The gasp as she pulls them down and Clarke's cock jumps out, stiff against her stomach.

Lexa's hand wrapped around her shaft, soft skin moving up and down her length, causing pre cum to drip from her tip and Clarke groan at the feeling.

"Hold still." Lexa whispers as if Clarke is planning on going anywhere.

Plump lips wrap around her cock with ease, her toungue collecting the pre cum with one swipe. Clarke moves her hand to the back of Lexa's head, holding the ponytail she tied her hair in as she accepted to help Clarke. She lowers herself slowly onto Clarke's dick, taking a second between each inch of dick before she gets half way through her lenght and cannot take anymore. She comes up for hair like she's been underwater and all clarke can do is stare at her in amazement. She looks absolutely gorgeous like this, cheeks red, eyes watery, spit in the corner of her lip.

"Lexa you dont have to-"

"It wont fit in it." Lexa tells her sternly. If she means the costume or her mouth Clarke will never know because Lexa is on her feet again, discarding her shorts and underwear on the floor and climbing on top of Clarke.

They should talk about this. Clarke just needed help with a damn costume. And now she's looking as Lexa aligns her dick with her entrance, feeling as she lowers herself down on to Clarke's dick with ease until Clarke is fully buried inside of her.

"It fits." Lexa chuckles.

It sure does. Thight but like a damn glove.

Lexa rides her with gusto, and Clarke cums faster than she thinks she has ever done in her life.

She's still dripping Clarke's cum when she lowers herself down to clean Clarke with her mouth.

Clarke is barely aware of the costume being fully pulled up and closed before shes staring st herself in the mirror.

Lexa's face pops up in the reflection behind her as she finishes closing the zipper, "a little thight, but like a glove."

[thenickelportrust]

was wondering if you have any appearance descriptions for the model citizens characters? i wanted to draw some fanart but then realised i don't think there's any... unless i missed something. don't need to put any descriptions up, i'm just asking! if not i'll make up my own appearances lol

Aw, you're very sweet, anon! I'm flattered you'd want to draw fanart! So thank you!

And sure! Some basic descriptions for ye (keeping them simple so I don't overwhelm and so that there's still room for your own imagination and such!):

Finley: Pale blonde hair that falls at around their shoulders, usually kept off of their neck in some kind of ponytail or loose tying to the side, blue eyes, cool-toned skin that should definitely see the sunlight more often, but alas. Tall. Very Tall. Like 6'6". Raf: Pre!Divorce his hair was short, Post!Divorce it's grown out to his jawline-ish. Dark wavy hair (technically brown, but it's that kind of brown that looks black until the light hits it directly), warm mid-toned skin, brown eyes with crow's feet by the edges. Jacob: Messy mouse-brown hair and hazel eyes, rosy-cheeked like he just ran there (he probably did run there) (warm-toned light skin). Short. (Probably tried to see what he could squeeze himself into and fit in. Has probably gotten stuck in a locker as a kid doing this. No one put him there. He put himself there.)

Lucy: Long curly dark hair (think type 3A curls), usually keeps it away from her face in a ponytail, deep brown eyes with the kind of rich color that makes it hard to tell where iris ends and pupil begins, warm toned sepia-brown skin, muscular/athletic figure.

Yolanda: She messes with her hair on the daily sometimes so go wild with the styling, black hair (if left purely natural and not messed with, 3C curls), cool, jewel-toned skin that is often very expertly painted with makeup (the sparklier the better in her humble opinion). (Yolanda is fun because her fashion and makeup aesthetic can be anything because she loves to get creative with it, so there's no such thing as Too Much when it comes to her styles). Also Tall. Very Tall. Like 6'4".

Eileen: Bobbed naturally red/ginger hair that can get very fluffy. Freckles. Freckles. Freckles. Dark green eyes. Rounder/softer figure. Short. Very Short. Like 5' even short.

Informant: He keeps his black hair cut short, his eyes are ????? as they're hidden behind the sunglasses he wears. He wears relatively form-hiding clothes in general, and tends to stick to dark, neutral colors.

Ricky: Picture the kind of man that would wear a grey suit daily and yeah thats him.*

V: All V's have wild, somewhat wavy (like 2A) red hair and dark green eyes. Vera wears her hair long and loose (down to her hip, even), Vincent and Vega both keep it short, but Vega is more experimental with their styling. (Lowkey have sometimes debated giving them an undercut. It feels like something they'd do themself at like 2AM because they thought it might look neat)

Erin: Straight black hair and deep dark eyes that are, technically, brown but look black from pretty much any angle or light. All versions of Erin wear their hair relatively long, in order from longest to shortest: Female Erin, Male Erin, Agender Erin. Callouses on their fingertips from playing guitar. *Jokes aside: Brown hair that he keeps slicked back from his head. Pale blue eyes and sharp features. Always keeps his appearance pristine and crisp.

[clatoera]

Since when do you like THG/TBOSAS? Tell me your fandom story 😊

Have you read or watched all the books/movies?

Thank you.

@curiousnonny

Okay so I answered a similar version of this question last year here so I just copied my answer over and put it under a cut because it's LonG but it's still the story!

Okay, I have been waiting to do this justice. But here I go.

I was one of those fans back in the day. I think I started reading the books in 2009/early 2010s. THG and CF were out, and I was literally counting down the days with my mom and aunt to Mockingjay being released. I was 12 at the time, in 7th grade. I got into the series at the age of the youngest tributes, at the age of Rue and Prim. My mom and my aunt recommended it to me, and I remember falling in love. District 12 was my hometown. An old coal down surrounded by the woods, I remember just identifying so much with that. I was little. Me and my mom got Mockingjay the day it released and I read it within a day. I was hooked.

I counted down to the movie. I remember every announcement. All the fan casts, the fan versions of Katniss' song. The buildup as to oh who's going to be Katniss! Who's going to be Peeta! What does Cinna's eye makeup look like. The clothes, I could NOT wait to see the clothes. The girl on fire dress. All of that. I remember finding out while sitting in my aunt's bedroom about it being Jennifer Lawrence. I remember the fan casts of Dianna Aaron as Madge Undersee (RIP). I can literally remember the feelings of cast releases. I bought every merch item that came out. I had a blanket, I had district 2 nail polish that looked like cement, I had the girl on fire 12 nail polish. I remember learning how to do the braid and it becoming my personality for an entire year. I publicly counted down to this movie release. My grandma made me a custom Team Peeta shirt that I rhinestoned for the premier. My best friend and I went to the movie at midnight with my Grandma. We went to them all, and she and I will be going to the newest one this November. I was 14, turning 15, and insufferable.

The Hunger Games defined me. I thought I was Katniss. I did that braid. My baby sister was 4 years younger than me. When CF released in theaters, I was the age of Katniss and she was Prim's age from the OG movie. That relationship of love between sisters is the most relatable part of the entire franchise. To this day, my sister reminds me of Prim. She is sweet and gentle and smart and innocent. And I would do anything Katniss did to protect her sister.

I got very into Clove for reasons unknown. Maybe because Isabelle Fuhrman and I were the same age. Maybe because I remember clove in the books being described as dark hair and dark eyes with freckles. thats what I sort of looked like back then. I'm 5'3, was never very tall. There is still hunger games fanfic I wrote in 2014 floating around out there of Katniss/Peeta and also Clato obviously.

To this day when I go into surgery, I have my hair in those little training ponytails Clove wore, because it keeps my bangs out of my face.

I distinctly remember wanting to be a blonde when I was 13/14. In 8th grade I kept dying my hair lighter with highlights. But about a month before the movie, I dyed my hair back to the dark natural brown. The way home from that appointment my mom pointed out to me "Maybe the hunger games, and Katniss, showed you that you can be pretty with dark hair and you don't have to change that." That has stuck with me for 11 years.

I fell out of it naturally, as I went through HS and College. I went to all the movies at midnight, but still, I was growing up and growing out by the last Mockingjay movie. Even in HS, for golf and dance I braided my hair out of the way. I did hunger games themed dance solos at competitions. Eventually, I did fall out of it as I got closer to college.

But like all things, you find your way back home.

It's been..14.. years since I read those books.

I still do my hair like Clove, but now as an almost doctor/future surgeon.

I still think of my home town as District 12 adjacent.

I still recognize the love of Katniss and Prim as the most important love and relationship in the whole series.

My type is still tall blonde boys with blue eyes (which..I got from THG movie).

I'll be at the midnight premiere of this movie with my best friend, like I did all before.

Recently I saw the movies on prime. I cried watching mockingjay part 2 because that was still so much like me and my sister. I watched again and I mourned the reality of what my favorite series EVER was.

This is a series about children fighting to the death. The horrors of fascism and the government. About actual war. The social commentary (The outrage of the capitol at the thought of Peeta and Katniss's fetus dying in the games, vs the reality of watching 23 children fight to the death every year and cheering is one of the most jarring and realistic reflections of society today). The media sensationalized THG to a love story just like the capitol. Looking back, from the age of Finnick in mockingjay, rather than Clove or Katniss in THG and CF, the way I see these films and this series is so different.

Thats what drew me back. Theres a comfort in this series, it was my favorite thing.

Theres a comfort I want back, in the most stressful season of my life.

But there is so much for me to uncover and unpack as an adult that I missed as a child.

It feels like I am doing a service to my younger self.

thank you for asking and thank you for giving me space to gush.

[thedevilsrain]

I’m sorry Jimmy Page did WHAT?? Can you expand on all that??? (I know he sucked but wooooooowww it just gets worse and worse doesn’t it?)

yea man sure!

(put under a readmore, it gets upsetting)

so this part, you can just fill under "gossip", nothin exactly criminal here, its just to show that hes an asshole. in 1970 (when he was a well grown adult of 26) he got married to a woman, then proceeded to cheat on her (will elaborate. dont worry) for a decade, including when she was pregnant and when she had her baby

now the actual, like, criminal part (and if i get any "well thats not under the age of consent" comments i swear to god)... this is pretty widely known, widely available information, widely photographed, widely in newspapers, that he had a "relationship" with a 13 year old girl, who herself used the term "basically kidnapped" to describe how richard cole took her to JP's hotel room. heres a source, here's another, and here's the entire wikipedia tab dedicated to it

this next part is complicated, because i'm assuming it's not something people hear much about, even if it is one of the first news that show up when you google jason bonham's name. he appeared on the howard stern show (no comments lol) and commented how, when he was sixteen, JP, himself an addict, gave him cocaine

BUT, two weeks later, he retracted the statements, and gave a PR response on his website how all of it was untrue. heres a source and a screenshot in case roIIing stones goes to shit

like i said. it is complicated. he retracted the statement, but i just cannot imagine someone making up a story (especially someone like bonham) that someone as rich and famous and important as page would give him hard drugs as a teenager

not only that, i think everyone has at least one story of a family friend offering them something when they were a little too young. but thats just me

back to gossip! like the leo after him, he keeps getting older, but they say the same! 79 year old page has been in a relationship of six years with professional 33 year old weirdgirl poet scarIett sabet (who, fun fact, is over a decade younger than his oldest daughter of the same name!) since 2014, when she was 24 years old and he was 70! however, they've admitted to knowing each other since she was twenty-two! source here, an source there!

he was also married to jimena gómez-paratcha from the mid-90s, when she was around 23 and he was around 50, to 2008, in a period where they had two children, and he adopted her daughter! source here

and thats it! a callout post for a recently 79 year old millionaire. being genuinely serious, however, i dont judge nor care abt people who like him. some people have their limits on who they like, some don't, and thats fine. the world is a beautiful sphere of contradictions. but i do hope this explains why i am filled with dread every time i see that man's balding, frog looking grin. maybe it's just his ponytail really

[arcadejohn127-9]

The Devildom gets heatwaves??!!!

This is how I'm coping with the heatwave in my country because I don't think I'm going to last very long. If I disappear again just know it's because I've become a flesh puddle that lives in the bathroom sink.

So, let's get into it! How the demon brother household deal with the rare heatwave The Devildom gets as they are in literal Hell.

Lucifer:

He say he's fine but he isn't, all his suits feel stuffy and tight

The amount of times he pushed back his hair for it to stay stuck from sweat is getting concerning

He's so much more irritable now but doesn't have the energy to do anything

Invests in putting AC'S and fans EVERYWHERE - they are always constantly on

You know how dad gets really cryptic when you touch the thermostat? Well that's him but if you even try to make the house even a smidge less cold he will throw you outside

Though, whilst it's already concerning that no demon can handle this well - he is very concerned how you're still alive

Fusses over you 24/7 about making sure everything is cold

Your water went slightly warm? UNACCEPTABLE! IT MUST BE PAINFUL TO YOUR TEETH KIND OF COLD - WHO LET THE WATER GET WARM?!

When he's at home you'll get a strange & rare sight of him wearing a tank top and shorts

He's had to stop mammon one too many times trying to take pictures

Mammon:

ACTUALLY DYING

he's usually laying under an AC too hot to even do any mischief

Though he keeps being clingy to you and then immediately regretting it because now cuddles are just too sweaty to enjoy

Like Lucifer, is very concerned about his you're handling the heat

Will insist you sit with him at all times so he can make sure you're always being cooled down

But don't let his sluggish behaviour trick you - he's selling cold water bottles and hand held fans to all the desperate demons

Nothing is going to stop him from earnings a good buck or two

His hair is always in a tiny ponytail and even got an undercut

He is doing whatever he can to keep himself cold

Is normally seen walking around some khaki shorts and Hawaiian shirt, the shades stay on as usual

Leviathan:

He has given up on being a land dweller - he has become one with the ocean

Makes sure Henry gets ice cubes in his fish bowl to keep him cool

Has LOADS of hand held fans ducktaped around his room

You once heard him scream because the paint from his figurines were getting ruined

Is just constantly in his fish tank, refuses to get out

it's constantly kept the perfect temp

Sulks because loads of his clothes are heavy and too hot to be wearing

Just stays in swimming trunks and a hoodie - he refuses to take it off

Often invites you to swim in his fish tank with him so you don't boil to death

The most memorable moment was watching him sliver around on the floor due to being too tired to walk

Asmodeus:

Refuses to go outside

He won't do it!

Lucifer expects him to face his adoring public when he's sweating in places he's even sweated before?! No amount of roll on or spray is fixing it!

Usually has a spray bottle at the ready to mist himself

His pink fan is now apart of his everyday look - endlessly fanning himself

He's pinned all his hair up and put it into a short braid

Another sulker - he keeps sweating off all his makeup

Is screaming about the sweat blocking his pores almost everyday

If he his outside, has people carrying him

He refuses to use up more of his energy during this heatwave

Uses this situation as an excuse to force Lucifer to let him wear booty shorts

Satan:

Hot weather + anger issues? Doesn't mix well

He keeps his composure as usual but sadly, it slips more

Like mammon he's found laying or sitting by the AC or fans

Though, he's very concerned about the cat staying in his room

He has a whole section of his room just for it

a bed thats surrounded by fans, always fighting levi over the ice cubes so he can put it in his cats water

Is very stressed

You will find yourself laying on the floor often in Satan's company, mimicking his cat as you all bask in the cool air

He is another one who can't stand his usual attire and has to change it

Sports shorts and a baggy top is his go to fit

Beelzebub:

Finds all the sweating good - it helps him burn off fat and he gets to put it back on with tubs of ice cream

Everyone has to fight him over the freezer

Either because he's just sitting Infront of it, enjoying the breeze or he's eating every cold item they have

Yes that even includes the frozen uncooked meals

Sport shorts and being shirtless is his new look

Has perhaps put you in the freezer a couple of times when you said you were too hot

Shares the cold food with you if you ask nicely

Sadly is getting alot of stomach aches from the heat

Gets you to tie up his hair when he gets too hot

Belphegor:

You think he sleeps alot before?! WELL NO HE'S CONSTANTLY ASLEEP

He's only awake if he needs bathroom or is wants something to eat and drink

The heat has just knocked him out

Some of the brothers fear he has died but refuse to tell Beel

Cranky asf because he also gets to experience his twins stomachaches

His bed use to be full of blankets and pillows but they are now all shoved to the floor, sleeping at most with only a sheet

Naked

Just butt naked all time

He's too tired and too hot to put on clothes

He's tried wearing nightgowns or really light baggy shirts but it's all just too hot

His fringe is tied up

Tries to cuddle with you despite the sweat but always ends up kicking you out

In conclusion; we are all suffering

[prettypinkpuddles]

Kinktober number 2 for Toji from jjk 🛐

That I can do! Luckily it’s the weekend and I have all the time in the world these days… hopefully.

Shower Sex with Toji

Fem Reader for this one… sorry!

♡︎𝙰/𝙽- 𝚂𝚘 𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚄 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.

♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜- 𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐

⚠︎︎𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐- 𝚈/𝙽 𝚒𝚜 𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚈 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚜

♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

Parties like this bored you. All you did was decorate your husband’s arm, drink fruitless cocktails, eat chilled meat on a spiced cracker and smile and giggle. But this wasn’t the party you were expecting, first one woman left her husband’s side, then two more, then you found yourself leaving, taking with women about anything you could think of. You were there all night, sometimes leaving to get a glass of champagne one of the waiters were carrying. You knew all the now wife-less men were watching you catwalk you way to the bubbly, so you’d put on a show for them each time, fixing your top, swaying you hips as you turned to walk back, or stop and look for something non-existent, making sure to show your chest, it’s was practically spilling out your v-line.

When you got home, you realized just how much you had drank, almost tripping over your own heel. You stopped on the entertainment floor, remembering you left your phone there.

“Hi, Gumi, Itadori…” You waved to the two boys, them playing on one of the many consoles in the room. Megumi turned and waved to you, and Itadori couldn’t even look at you, his ears red and burning. He squeaked out a simple greeting and kept as much focus on the game as possible. You giggled and walked back to the elevator, clicking for the bed floor. You found Toji there, and he seemed rather mad. He grabbed a drink from one of the mini fridges and sat in one of the chairs, flicking on the giant tv. You walked up to him, leaning over the chair, draping your arms over him.

“I’m sorry, but the girls were so interesting… I made so many friends! More than I do at the other parties…” You put on a sympathetic pout on but he wasn’t buying it. “I just wanted a change..”

You sulked off, slipping out of your heels and putting them by the balcony door. You walked out and rested on the edge, staining at the ant-like people on the oh so low street. You felt a pair of large warm around hug you in place, a gentle sigh coming out from Fushiguro’s chest.

“I know how bored you get… I’m sorry I got so mad. I just like showing you off to the douches there, thats all.” He mumbled, lighting a cigarette. He took a puff and blew out in the direction the wind was flowing so it would land on you. You playfully reached up for the thing and but he said no.

Toji doesn’t like when you smoke, he wants you as healthy as possible. You knew this but still tried to take the smoke he had, no matter if it was a cigar or weed.

You slipped from his grip, telling him to enjoy his cig, walking off to your maid’s room, seeing her fast asleep. She must’ve been in a huge panic to get everything cleaned, she was still in uniform, not under the covers. You giggled and let her sleep, walking to the elevator. You slipped off your dress, knowing Toji was watching you, but you ignored him as he stared bullets into your back, pushing the button for the bathroom floor. You slipped off your panties, putting them on the elevator floor and immediately dipping yourself in one of the hot springs. You let out a broken groan of relief, the stinging water kissing and flicking your skin, as you sat down you reached for a white cloth and close hair tie. You put your hair up as best you could without a mirror, slipping deeper in the water. You heard the elevator ding and saw Toji walk up behind you.

He swiftly joined you, settling next to you.

“This is sooo nice.” I love this damn tub.” You smiled, and he kissed your forehead, pulling you on his lap. You took hold of his hand, putting his hand on your ass. You put your head in the crook of his neck, dozing off as you listened to his heartbeat and his voice as he spoke of everything he saw at the party.

“Y/N, wake up, shower.”

You opened your eyes and giggled at him, get out the tub and getting in the glass shower. It was right in front of a mirror so you could see yourself, you ethereal you found yourself and you sighed; reaching up to one of the lavender plants growing at the top(the garden floor above you).

You grabbed the shower nozzle, spraying the suds off you, the water lingering over your lower half a bit too much. You bit your lip, keeping it there until a knock on the glass made you scream. You looked to see Toji, a smug smirk on his face and a towel wrapped around him. He hung the towel over the glass and stepped in with you, pulling you and himself under the running water.

“Water’s nice, huh?” You grinned and he pushed his lips to yours, putting down the shower nozzle. You began kissing down his neck, mumbling about how nice it feels to be in the shower after a pretentious day. You manage to get yourself on your knees, right at your destination. You planted yourself right under his dick; a perfect match to your liking, it just just the right size for you and always had a pretty clear bead of precum at its head when Toji got hard.

You licked the tip of it, wrapping your lips over it, swirling and twisting your tongue around it, slowing engulfing it until you hit the base. You let out a sultry moan, looking up at Fushiguro.

“You good down there? I can do it?” He asked, holding his hand on your head. You nodded, letting out a hum and he gripped your ponytail, shoving your head back and forth on his cock. You choked and gagged as little as you could, taking as many fluids down your throat as possible. He held you at the base at one point for a few good seconds, letting you get a good breathe before he continued his self pleasure with your mouth and throat.

He finally yanked you off, releasing himself down the drain as you caught your breathe. You quickly got back to him and waited for his loving cum, looking at him with a pouty, annoyed look when you realized what he’d done.

He chuckled and got on his knees, helping you stand and pulled you over his face. You bit your lip devilishly.

“Do that thing you did… that time we were in the kitchen, and you put that whipped cream on me, you tongue felt sooo- Ah~! Fuck….”

Toji began ravishing your cunt, stimulating every part he could at once. You tugged his hair, dipping yourself into his mouth until he began to suck on your clit, flicking it at rapid speed. You squealed like a pig, trying to push him off, but you couldn’t. His hands were firmly on your waist and lower back. He relented and let you go, standing back up and kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him pick you up and put you under the water again. He quickly slipped himself inside you, so the water wouldn’t wash all the slick away from your pussy.

“Ooh fucking… shit!” You couldn’t hold you moans back, sure the boys could hear you even in with Toji’s fingers around your throat. He pounded away at your sopping cunt, his grunt being drowned by the rushing water. He suddenly pushed you to one of the glass walls, still fucking your little hole and you began digging your nails into his back and shoulders.

“You wanna cum that badly huh?” He breathed and you shouted a yes as response. He chuckled, bucking his hips into you even more. You desperately wanted an orgasm, trying to match his thrust but it was futile; he put you down, turned you around and now you could see yourself. The mirror, you could see it.

You wiped the clouding fog away, able to see Fushiguro fuck the life out of you. The way your face contorted in pure pleasure, the movement of your fits, the slapping sound you could hear. Your eyes became hooded with lust, more languid, drawn out groans coming from your throat. Toji pulled you up to him, biting down on your neck hard, his fingers going at your nipples and clit. “Cumming! Fuck-!” You choked on your cries of pleasure, an orgasm flooding your veins with an overloading pleasure. You shook in Toji’s hands, falling limp as he turned to let you get rinsed one more time.

He peppered your face and neck with kisses and sucks, carrying you to the bed floor. He went into one of the room with colored lights, set you in the bed and changed the colors to a deep blue. He settled in and pulled you onto his chest, humming to make sure you weren’t knocked out already. You popped your head up with a hum of pure confusion, which made your husband smile.

“You were green the whole time, right?” He asked and you nodded.

Green was one of your safe words, you used them when you got into new stuff or some form of dangerous physical or mental play. There was Green to let Toji know you were fine and you were actually having fun, Yellow to tell him you were ok, just to make something a little less, like his roughness, grip or pace. Orange to tell him to stop or not do something anymore and Red to stop the play completely. You’ve rarely told him red, or yellow. You were mostly green because you loved everything you did with Fushiguro.

“Did you get my present in the elevator…?” You whispered.

“I did, of course you wore red…. It’s your go-to when it comes to those parties…”

“Well my dress was black, simple.” You grinned and put your head on his chest, slowly loosing focus in the conversation and drifting off to sleep.

Bonus

You woke to find a nice breakfast awaiting you, fluffy pancakes, melted butter with cinnamon, maple syrup, eggs with cheese, salt, and pepper, and of course bacon. You found a note folded up for you from Toji.

𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟, ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤

You smiled and ate your food, got dressed and went out to the other beds, seeing the boys passed out. You smiled at how contempt they were, remembering how cute they were together playing their game. Then you thought back to last night, how the elevator rang twice before Fushiguro met you in the bath… the pause in the rings. You recall how long it can take for the elevator to reach a floor, the distance of the entertainment floor to the bed floor. The bathroom floor was the floor two floors above the entertainment floor… so the elevator hit the entertainment floor befor picking up Toji. You tested your hypothesis, checking the elevator rings. You were right. You gasped, realizing one of the boys must’ve seen your little ‘gift’ before Toji.

You giggled of embarrassment for you and them, and of how funny it was.

[iwa-ch4n]

kaeya as a dad;

no listen kaeya is such a soft dad you don't understand

he's not one to cry much, especially not from happiness, but it came close the first time he held his baby girl. you could see his eyes get watery and his voice crack a little when he cooed at her

he's actually captivated by her. even when she's sleeping peacefully in the cot beside your bed, he will just lay there and stare at her with this sappy smile until he finally passes out

KING of calming the baby down. his voice is soothing and his arms are comfortable, he can stop her crying in minutes unless she want to be breast fed

however he will inform you that she's hungry by saying "babe, the child wants boobs"

super super super good at playing with her. tickles her loads and when she gets older he is strong enough to just. let her climb all over him or throw her in the air effortlessly (you get nervous every time but trust him, he's got it under control. he has not dropped the child once yet)

she has no choice but to be an absolute daddys girl. he would give the world for her and spoils her fucking rotten. her first word was "papa" and that time he did cry

okay he would absolutely call her dumb nicknames similar to what people call their cats. 'stinky', 'little devil' and 'rascal' are all very common. once when she was like 6 months old she threw up on him and he called her a bastard out of instinct. you heard, which is why it was only once

okay no but imagine kaeya has a day off so he takes her for a day out in mondstadt and its just. so fuckin cute. ice cream from good hunter, splashing in the fountain, popping in to angels share to annoy diluc, who doesnt want to swear or get too mad bc there is a child

as much as he is amazing at taking care of her, you're with her most of the time because he has a lot of work to do with the knights. however, if she ever completely wears you out, he will insist on taking her to work with him and letting you have a day for yourself.

that's how he ends up at a very important captains meeting with a toddler on his knee, bouncing her up and down and making her little origami animals to keep her occupied and relatively quiet

its also how the new recruits working under him go to speak to their rather intimidating boss and go into his office to find him on the floor with her giggling on top of him and yanking at his ponytail

he would absolutely have play fights with her, using sticks as swords, and let her win, falling dramatically to the ground and groaning in defeat

he's become even more of a babysitting pro for klee now so he is more than happy to look after both at once. klee is an amazing big sister but you have to watch them all closely just so kaeya doesnt allow any bombs around your two year old

HE TAKES HER TO ANGEL'S SHARE WHEN ITS STILL RELATIVELY EARLY AND DANCES WITH HER TO THE SONGS THE BARDS SING (then he takes her home and goes back on his own to get drunk)

whenever he puts her to bed, instead of reading her bedtime stories, he will tell her stories of his various adventures and whatever (which are greatly edited to be more child appropriate and then embellished so they're still interesting)

i absolutely think she would look up to him lots and when she gets older he would start training her properly because she wants to be able to fight just like him

jousting with wooden swords and he lets her win less often now, but she's a fast learner and becomes pretty damn skilled for her age

you have to be hard on her sometimes because he absolutely will not. he's too whipped for her. could never say no to her. you absolutely come home sometimes to find him squeezed into a tutu skirt with kids makeup and a tiara, sitting at her little play table having a tea party

also they have the conversation "daddy, can i have a cookie" "what's the rule?" ":(( no cookies until after dinner" "no, thats mums rule. my rule is to bring me one too"

he just all around loves her so much and sometimes he'll just be watching her and turn to you and be like "hey do you want to make another one of these?". its up to you to figure out whether he's been hit with soft dad feels or if he's just horny

all in all he spoils her and is an amazing dad and i love him so much

tag; @kaeya-alberich-official

[rjshepherd]

I can't but wonder how Karl Heisenberg would be if he where around a fem reader who usually very quite, organized, and dose charge to make living era of the factory clean. And is a very good cook who doesn't really mind doing all of these things she can't stand living in a dirty and disoranized home. But over all just wants to read but doesn't mind talking to Karl because he's a pretty interesting and smart man. How do you think he'd be with someone like that living with him?

Thats quite a lot of detail nonnie, i hope you dont mind that ive just plucked the main thread to do some headcanons on that.

Karl with an S/o who likes to clean

Karl is definitely one of those "organized chaos" type people. The way he runs the factory and the way he runs his personal life are very different. Factory isnt clean but its well organized. there's a place for everything and everything in its place. this is mostly the doing of the foreman, whoever that might have been, and not Karl. His office is a fly tip, but he knows where everything is so its all good. His personal life is the opposite, everything is clean, if a little outdated or worn but very very disorganized. Stuff is everywhere, Clothes are taken out of the dryer and worn rather than the wardrobe, he can never find matching socks. His cutlery is all mismatched and his stuff is sitting everywhere: books in the kitchen, dishes in the lab, scrap on the desk in his bedroom and about 30 used mugs in his office. Its visually painful to look like. If you want to find karl, look for the trail of mess he leaves behind.

The factory needs to be organized to make money but once the outbreak happened, he started running things the way HE wanted, that is to say, a total fucking mess and completely incomprehensible to anyone but him .

I should stress this once more, Karl is NOT a dirty person, hes just VERY messy. Even fresh out of the shower and smelling of roses, he looks like a homeless surf dude cosplaying as a diesel punk van helsing. if you wanted to live with him and had a problem with that youre going to be picking up after him like a kid. He's just too stuck in his ways to change now.

He might try for your sake but unless you hand hold him through it, teach him how much better things are if you have an organizational system, any system at all, hes going to fall back on bad habits very very quickly.

I feel like he might get tired of you cleaning up after him. youre his partner, not his maid. He's always telling you to "just leave it, its fine where it is" about things he's left lying but since you like things tidy, you just cant.

I think as a compromise, he tells you you can do whatever you want with one particular area of the factory. you can organize clean and micromanage it to your heart's content and he will do his best to keep it that way. but the catch is you have to let him run areas that are predominantly HIS the way he wants. no coming into his office and organizing his filing cabinet, no going into his lab and putting all his scrap into bins organized by metal, No colour coordinating his soldat or giving them names.

Actually those last two dont sound too bad to him. Fine! you can organize other things, just ask first incase he likes the system he has going right now .

I actually canon that karl stress cleans. You know when youre having company over so you deep clean the entire house, even rooms you know they wont be in? thats Karl. So if hes having a hard time and wants to get his mind off of things, he might just scrub the lab, wash out the garage or deep clean the bathroom. he likes to wear an apron and some lil yellow gloves, maybe put his hair up in a bandana or tiny ponytail and just clean. He's still messy af but he's lemon and bleach scented messy.

He's definitely the kind of person to just hide the mess under a nice throw blanket or something. Im sure theres a metaphor in there for his current mental state, an utter shambles covered by a thin blanket of humor, but ill let you sus that one out.

There you go nonnie! this was kind of fun! i actually really like domestic Karl, even if he's not very good at it XD

[everythingcatradora]

a new year’s kiss

i started this back in late December but never got a chance to finish and post it on ao3 around new year’s so I thought I’d just post it here

Adora breathes in deep through her nose and exhales. “I’m gonna do it tonight guys. I’m gonna tell her.”

Glimmer aimlessly scrolls through television channels with their remote. “You’ve been saying that for the past three months.”

Bow shoots Glimmer a look of disapproval and she shrugs defensively in response. They’re all sitting on the sofa in their roomy apartment, Bow and Glimmer sitting super close with Adora curled up several inches away from them.

Bow smiles at the blonde in a supportive and genuine manner that’s basically second nature to him. “That’s great, Adora.”

“Please actually tell Catra you’re in love with her tonight and not chicken out. I don’t think I can deal with the lovesick puppy eyes from either of you anymore.” Glimmer says.

“I do not give her ‘lovesick puppy eyes’.” Adora slides down the sofa seat, sitting in a slumped position. “And she definitely doesn’t give me lovesick puppy eyes,” she mumbles.

“Ooh! Tell her so we can go on double dates too.” Bow beams.

Adora puts her head in her hands and shakes her head. “I’m only telling her so everything can be out in the open and so I don’t feel like I’m keeping this big secret from her anymore. I don’t expect her to y’know, love me back.”

“Adora. She looks at you like you’re the most important and precious thing in the world-”

Adora cuts Glimmer off. “She does that to everyone.”

Glimmer snorts. “She most definitely does not.”

“Catra is a very thoughtful and attentive person.”

“I guess you could argue that but what about her spending more time at our apartment- to be with you- rather than her own.”

“Making up for lost time? We did spend almost three years apart.”

“And the ‘not because I like you thing?’ When a person isn’t interested in someone like that they don’t constantly feel the need to prove it by reminding said someone.”

“You would know that, wouldn’t you?”

Glimmer flushes. “This isn’t about me! Don’t deflect!”

Bow laughs and Adora can’t help but ache at the two of them. She's already set herself up for rejection and disappointment but there’s a small yet consuming want locked inside a compartment in her heart, that desires something akin to what her two best friends have, with Catra. Adora’s happy for them but still.

“But seriously Adora, don’t just expect the worst and think so lowly.” Bow looks at Glimmer again and smiles. “Because you truly never know.”

Glimmer gives him the same lovestruck expression that makes Adora feel like she’s intruding. “And there’s always a chance they could feel the same way.”

catra: hey, im on my way to your place rn

catra: entrapta set something on fire in the microwave so thats why im a little late

Adora shuts her phone off and sighs. She paces the hallway near the apartment’s door starting a mantra to herself consisting of “you can do this” and “you got this”.

“Hey, where’s your ‘Happy new year’ sparkly headband? And are you…talking to yourself?” Glimmer says abruptly causing Adora to jump.

“It’s on the table and whaaat? Pfft no.”

Glimmer completely disregards Adora’s reply and Adora can’t even blame her because it was a terrible excuse of a lie. “You’re actually gonna tell her tonight aren’t you?” She says softly.

“Yeah. It just doesn’t feel right to keep it from her anymore with our new ‘everything on the table’ friendship deal. Keeping things from each other and not being honest with one another is what caused our big blow up in the first place and…I can’t lose her again, Glimmer.”

“Hey, you won’t. And in 10 years when you guys are married you’ll be happy that you told her that one fateful New Year’s Eve night.”

Adora playfully rolls her eyes. “Shut up.”

Then there’s a knock on the door and Adora rushes to it without a second thought. She tightens her ponytail and unlocks the door.

“Hey Catra!”

“Hey Adora.” Catra gives her a small smile to accompany the greeting which Adora’s still getting used to over her previous smirk.

Catra’s in all black, a black leather jacket, a tight black crop top with a heart-shaped boob window (gifted to her for Christmas by Bow) , black ripped jeans, and black Doc Martens. She pulls it off though which isn’t surprising considering Catra’s always been the more fashionable one out of the two of them. Adora looks down at her simple red cashmere sweater and light blue jeans.

She looks back up and clears her throat. “Come in, we’re just setting up a few more things before everyone gets here.”

Catra steps in and hangs her leather jacket on the coat rack. As soon as she turns back around Adora pulls her into a gentle hug.

“I missed you.”

Catra blinks in surprise but relaxes into the hug and hugs Adora back. Adora sighs. She loves Catra’s hugs. Catra’s arms always hold her upwards (like if she were to carry something) with the palms of her hands at the top of her back.

Catra giggles and Adora feels the rumble of her laugh against her chest. “You just saw me on Christmas, dummy,” she replies, her voice laced with fondness. “So it’s only been a week.”

“So? I still missed you.”