#;; [ headcanons ]

[amplexadversary]

That's a modern version of his stint taking selfies for the newspaper, I like it.

I have a couple

- Victim of patent theft due to his spectacular spider-luck (as an answer to the ''tech CEO'' hc)

- Runs/works for a barely-getting-by tech repair service (particularly for devices that are designed to be hard to maintain/repair/modify.)

im only saying this once

the only acceptable jobs for spider-man

broke high schooler

broke college student

freelance photographer

high school teacher

unpaid intern

pizza delivery guy

research assistant for doomed scientific project

guy who stands on street and spins sign for quiznos

being spider-man

and thats IT i dont want any of this “hes a genius tech ceo making millions” SHIT. Spider-man is BROKE and he missed rent this month and he has a tiny apartment and thats how its MEANT TO BE. he doesnt make money because he is our Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-man and not fucking Tony Stark.

[lichanicksstuff]

"I don't remember my mother's face." Hob says, one day, while him and Dream were having their morning coffee. Dream looks at his friend. The tone of Hob's voice doesn't match the words he just said. They were talking about family and suddenly... He says this. And it seems like he doesn't even care, like it's just another thing he said.

It's not like Dream knows what it's like. He may not relate but he understands. In his kingdom there are many nightmares whose task, whose goal, is this very thing. Forgetting the most beloved face. Forgetting the voice that sang lullabies to you when you could still fit in her arms... Dream can't relate but he understands and he rots.

He rots because he remembers the face of every person that has ever lived. And Hob looks just like his mother.

[filthyguts]

sketchbook doodles as it’s 4 am so I thought maybe . I’d share my specific kira headcanons from my twit thread. Strap in its unda the cut and it’s a lot because I’m normal about him whatever

- HATES dogs due to an incident from when he was a kid, slight phobia

- I’m always 50/50 on this but I like the headcanon of kira potentially having a type of albinism, both his parents carried the gene

-he’s superstitious, on account of his mother being VERY superstitious, which probably didn’t help with any compulsions he was dealing with internally as a kid and into adulthood

-Liked to burn ants and bigger bugs with a magnifying glass as a kid

-surprisingly low pain tolerance

-Has never kissed another person (until he kissed shinobu on the cheek during BTD)

this extends to other things do with this information what you will *large sign in flashing lights that says VIRGINNNNNN*

-he does not know how to kiss. because he hasn't done it to an actual living breathing person, if he were too in earnest it's intense he's all teeth and tongue it would be literally terrible, but he does give sweet knuckle kisses

he can give a polite cheek kiss but if he had to do one of the lips he’d be cooked like it would be over for him he might bite your tongue off on accident(or..?) like ur better off sticking two fingers in his mouth and hoping for the best instead of getting your lip ripped off

-absolutely LOVES the smell of a fresh coat of nail polish, doesn't care that it makes him light headed

-super veiny hands and wrists one paper cut and it's over for him

-killer queen feels really cold to touch, but its arms and hands are hot

-average at playing the violin, does dabble from time to time in the quiet of his home but it's not very often

-yes we know he sucks fingers but he also likes to likely gnaw because he likes the texture on his teeth (not in a cannibal way though he thinks the idea of actually eating flesh is disgusting and irresponsable)

-just really loves neutrals and easter colors, designer suits all the way obvi

-when he first gained killer queen (I hc he was about 19) it always looked like this pic below with the exposed skull, only when he started to better mask his homicidal tendencies and urges did KQ gain its "mask"" and how we see it now

-despite his obvious feline affiliations he doesn't want a pet cat, the hair getting everywhere would drive him crazy (plus he's got killer queen

-kira didn't name killer queen himself, the only time it ever spoke to him was once. when he first manifested KQ after the arrow, Killed Queen told Kira it's name quietly while standing behind him, this scared the shit out of him, which sounds badass and spooky but was also probably subconsciously because Kira had a Queen CD he purchased a year prior that he liked WELL UR JUST SEVENTEEN AND ALL YOU WANNA DO IS DISAPPEAR

-occasionally drinks (that's canon) but meaning he likes to get winedrunk with his girlfriends on special occasions, or socially drinks when forced to go out for company outings, once came home decently hammered and almost phoned a travel agency to get a one way plane ticket to France to see the Mona Lisa ,

did not follow through with this when he woke up the next morning. The idea of seeing her at the Louvre is almost too much for him, feels like touching an exposed nerve.

-is 100% having sloppy makeout sessions with his severed hand girlfriend with candles, dim lighting, and mood records + thinks it's the peak of romance and gets giddy about it like someone with their first crush. Because he's insane

-can feel a phantom sense for Sheer Heart Attack, no pain due to its durability, but can feel the heat tracking in his hand and it readying to explode once it’s found its target. The tracking feels like a tingling sensation to him akin to a compass, like a pulling. and the explosion feels like a pleasant blossom of warmth

-loves the subtle flavor of different lotions (not freshly applied) that linger on the skin, salty fruity fragrant and slightly chemically is his favorite. 🤢

- tries to be incredibly Normal when going for routine dental checkups and cleanings for obvious reasons. When he was in his early 20s and didn’t quite have his urges and homicidal tendencies in check- one of his early victims was a dental hygienist

-his dad(yoshihiro) was into cheesy action movies and would often take kira when he was a kid to the theater, kira didn’t really care for it overall, the explosions were always cool though.

He doesn’t watch movies often but he doesn’t mind drama and romance.

-gets cold pretty easily

-scary good at walking quietly, like a cat stalking prey, when he started working at kameyu- he went to hand some documents to a coworker, startling them pretty bad bc they didn’t hear him come up- he IMMEDIATELY stopped doing that unconsciously after that incident, he makes sure his footsteps are “normal” are soft, not aggressive, but can hear heard enough.

- in the moment he likes the feeling of blood drying on his skin, but once the adrenaline wears off he’ll wrinkle his nose and be like >:// then hop in the bath to clean up(it’s usually not his bath)

-went to the same school Reimi Sugimoto attended in Morioh, never once did he hold a solid conversation with her, she only spoke to him briefly once about missed homework. But that’s not to say he didn’t know who she was. Eerie :(

- His SECOND favorite early spring, likes taking strolls along to coast with his girlfriends, enjoys the breeze.

But his FIRST favorite season is summer, when all the tourists come to Morioh. It’s easy for people traveling to simply disappear 😨

-aside from nail biting, had a compulsive skin picking habit as a child but this was quickly squashed by his mother who’d give him a swat on the wrist each time he was caught

-subconsciously wishes his girlfriends could grab him back- (this isn’t to say he wants to rest of the person though 🤢) a squeeze on the waist or shoulder would probably do him good but it’s not like he consciously yearns for this- it would shatter his otherwise perfect lived fantasy and setup of control 😒

-his favorite finger is tied between either the pointer or the ring finger. He likes being able to bend the fingers and do what he wants, relishes in the subtle crack of the joints 🤢

anddddd that’s all for now. hell isn’t hot enough for him

[whomstsnek]

Continuing my headcanons about the Krew's family and early childhoods, I present to you Gideon and his father, Nathaniel Cole (and yes, the spelling is intentional)

Just to restate, I know very little about their canon backstories as I'm only about halfway through the series still, so please keep that in mind as you read <3

I envision that Gideon grew up in a teeny tiny farming village, settled neatly in wide plains in the middle of nowhere. Think 1930s American manifest destiny, yknow? Max 200 people, and only 20-30 families at most.

Gideon's father, Nathaniel Cole, was poor for his entire life, and that was actually how he got involved with Gideon's mother; he sought out a powerful being, hoping that he would be granted all he desired. He had asked her for wealth, more than he could ever measure, and in typical genie fashion she twisted his words and granted him wealth in the form of love, giving him a son.

Personality-wise, I think Nathaniel was a very quiet man, hard working and stone faced. A classic "manly man" if you will. He tried his best to protect his small family and led by example. He encouraged Gideon to work hard for himself, hopeful of him going on to live a kinder life than his own. He was someone that Gideon looked up to greatly as a child, and not just because there were so few other people in his life; after escaping the clutches of the hobgoblins and meeting up with Kremy, he adopted his father's name as his own middle name

Nathaniel had already had trouble finding work, but now between caring for a child and his poor reputation after consorting with an efreeti, it was near impossible. He was lucky enough to find work on the ranch of a relatively wealthy family, the Connors, where Gideon spent his very early life and eventually ended up working himself when he was a little older.

The townsfolk largely held him at an arms length, afraid of what destruction he might cause between his genie heritage and his intrinsic fire. Like his father, he gained a poor reputation in the village that spread far outside the city limits after a railway was built adjacent to the town early in Gideon's youth, and that was how the hobgoblins caught wind of his existence; you all know how the rest of that story goes.

[daughterofthemuse]

The comments and re-blogs are hilarious and unfortunately I can't reblog them all at once

i like to think Nico uses ghosts like google. just if he ever has a question that he doesn't feel like researching via books or whatever he just marches out into the middle of the woods with a sacrifice and goes "Am I Gay Quiz" and a whole council of ghosts crop up and begin debating it

[morikasan]

He is yours

Summary: Gojo’s sweet student is jealous of him and reminds him of who he belongs to

Warnings: 18+ ONLY // MDNI — fem! reader, a lot of nicknames,extremely size kink, age gap, reader’s age is 18, riding, belly bulge

“Wait here, sensei. I’ll go grab us some kikufuku, okay?” you said with a cute smile on your face

He nodded, returning the big smile and giving a thumb, “Sounds perfect! I’ll be right here~.”

You went towards the food stand, your heart fluttering with excitement. You bought a small bag of kikufuku, and you turned back to go to Gojo.

But as soon as you turned your back, you saw a woman. The kikufuku bag fell out of your hand when you saw the woman.

She was engaging in conversation with Gojo. A pang of jealousy pricked at your heart, who was she?

Approaching cautiously, you heard snippets of the conversation. The woman seemed to be asking for directions, or else she was trying to talk to your sensei and get his number under the pretext of asking for directions.

There was a possibility that he might do that because your sensei was undeniably handsome.

You couldn’t shake the feeling of unease.

Without thinking, you went to them and clung to Gojo’s arm, pressing your petite body against him. “Senseiii, I don’t feel well” you murmured dramatically, “Please take me home.” ojo turned his gaze to you, and a grin slowly appeared on his face when he saw you staring at the woman he was talking to. He wrapped his arm around her delicate waist protectively and looked at the woman again

“you heard her, ma'am, I need to be a good teacher and take my poor student home immediately~”

His grip on your waist was tightened

“Let’s get you home, my cute student~”

“S-sensei-Ah~ ”

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, accompanied by moans and gasps from both Gojo and you. Both of your voices blend in a chorus of pleasure and desire.

“Y-you are mine, sensei… No other woman can touch you like that.”

With your possessive words, a wry grin spread across his handsome face, and he laughed under his breath.

“ahah~, my lovely student is really daring today, isn’t she~?”

You were so ashamed. Your cheeks were blushed. You had never ridden him before, you had never spoken to him in such a daring way before.

But you couldn’t help it, you were extremely jealous. The fact that the woman he was talking to was really… beautiful.

“Tell me you’ll never look at anyone else but me, sensei.”

The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and moans of pleasure, the bed creaking under their movements.

“Fufu~, so this is what happens when my little girl gets jealous~”

Your petite body was bouncing on Gojo’s massive cock, your delicate body rising and falling. Your mouth is open in a mix of pleasure and exertion. His piercing blue eyes shifted to your delicious tits jiggling with every thrust before his eyes. It was a perfect view.

“You think I’d prefer this pretty young cunny to another woman’s, my little mochi~? Oh, only your sloppy cunt can make me so crazy~”

You were overjoyed and touched. He was genuinely in love with you. A lovely smile appeared on your delicate face, and tiny tears of delight spilled from your eyes.

“Awww~ is my pretty girl touched? Ah~ Don’t cry, cutie; your beloved sensei loves you more than you can imagine. So the only time you can cry is when I put this cock in your pussy.”

He slowly brought his hand to your delicate face and wiped away the tiny tears with his thumb. You leaned in his touch as you kept bouncing on his cock. Your slender arms gripping onto his broad shoulders as you ride him. Your body moves in a slow rhythm, your hips bouncing on his large member. Moans and gasps echo through the room.

*clap*

*clap*

His large hands slowly slid from your cheek to your plump ass and spanked your soft ass. It causes your ass to ripple and slightly flush. You squealed sweetly, and your body leaped in sweet shock and stopped for a moment.

“kya~!”

“Fufu~ go on, little girl~. Keep riding your sensei’s cock like a slut~.” Gojo’s deep voice rumbled with satisfaction.

With that, you started to bounce on his cock again, your cute moans growing louder with each movement on his big cock.

Your small hand’s grip on Gojo’s shoulders tightened, nails digging into his skin. Gojo’s large hands grip your soft hips as you rock back and forth on his big cock, his large hands enveloping your soft ass cheeks. He was guiding your movements as he revels in the feel of your soft skin against his hard body.

His eyes were a shade of blue so intense they seemed to pierce through the shadows, watching your every move with predatory interest. He could sense your approaching edge, so he slowed your pace with a firm grip, drawing out the pleasure and tormenting you with the promise of release.

He wanted you to beg for your release.

“S-Sensei~, ah~ahah~!”

He lifted you with ease to meet his powerful thrusts. The change in angle had you seeing stars, the pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. Your breath hitched as little spots of white danced before your watery eyes. Your breath hitched in your throat, and your rhythm became more erratic as you chased your climax relentlessly.

*clap clap clap*

you whined above him, a high-pitched sound of frustration and need that was music to his ears. He smirked, white hair falling into his eyes as he decided whether to let you find sweet release or keep you teetering on the brink a bit longer.

“Please, sensei~” you gasped out, your trembling voice barely more than a series of panting breaths. “I need—”

“What do you need, my little one?” Gojo teased, his voice low and husky

you could barely form words, but your delicate, trembling body spoke volumes; it arched towards him, seeking completion.

“Y-you. I-I need you. P-please, sensei”

Tears streaming down your soft, blushed cheeks from overstimulation, sobs escaping your throat… God, you were gonna be the death of him.

His grip on your ass tightened, and his movements became more forceful, lifting you slightly and then pulling you down onto his cock with a vigor that left no room for thought—only feeling.

“I-I’m close~kyaah~”

*clap clap clap clap clap*

“Gojo… Sensei~” she gasped out between pants, her voice shaky with need. Your use of his title in such an intimate moment only made him crazy

“Let go for me, y/n”

He commanded in a low growl, contrasted with his earlier sarcastic and unserious tone. His voice was now rough with lust and edged with a raw desire that sent another wave of arousal coursing through you.

With one final thrust that reached deep within you, Gojo sent you spiraling over the edge into ecstasy. Your body shook as waves of pleasure crashed over you; you cried out his name like a sacred incantation as you clung to him.

Gojo followed soon after; his semen filled your fertile womb. There was a slight swelling in your tummy. He fell on his back on the bed and pulled you with him, wrapping his muscular arms around you and holding you tightly to him. His cock was still inside you.

You put your cheek against his chest and whispered tiredly to him as you caressed his muscular chest as you lied on his body

“I love you so much, sensei…”

his gaze softened and smiled softly. What a cute little girl, he thought.

He inhaled your scent as he placed a long, passionate kiss on the crown of your head, his arms still wrapped tightly around you.

“I love you too, y/n-chan”

[nothing-but-flowers88]

I can see Din’s form of flirting being gifts, as not only to give Luke something he likes but also an excuse to keep visiting.

Like “I was on a job and some thief stole these Jedi texts so I beat him with my beskar staff and brought it for you” “I remember you talked about some flower from Naboo you liked, so I went there and got this bouquet of every flower that grows on the planet.” “my last bounty was some rich cathar and I took his robe as part as payment, I’m pretty sure it’s a bathrobe but it’s black and silk so it’ll look great on you”

[seredelgi]

And what pet names do they use the most?/ JJK x fem!reader

Featuring: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuuji Itadori, Kento Nanami, Ryoumen Sukuna

tw: 18+, mature content, smut, kissing, making out, sex, raw sex, groping, daddy kink, size kink, oral sex, fem! receiving, the slightest bit of choking, creampie, explicit language

Disclaimer: all featured characters are depicted as adults

Gojo’s mumbled it shamelessly on your glistening pussy the very first time he got down on you, and it’s been his personal favorite ever since. It was more like a prayer back then, honestly. He was so focused on lapping softly in between your slick folds, giving you that exquisite feather-light pressure that you like so much, the kind that just about has you squirming in anticipation. “ more, ‘toru, please” You already felt desperate for him. But he was starstruck, lost in your sweet essence and positively high on it. You dimly heard his chants of approval bleeding in your ears just seconds after you reached your peak, and in between soft laps of his on you, carefully aimed at gathering up all your juices as you rode out your release “ taste so fucking good, my perfect honey”

Geto knows how much you like that one. You’re not even sure why, really. Maybe it's something about the husky tone of his voice when the pet name leisurely rolls off his tongue. Or maybe it’s about the fact that he’s usually got his hands on you when he mumbles it in between delicate kisses trailing down your neck. Those damn hands you dote on. They travel from your hips to your breasts, grazing past your ribcage in the making, just as he softly presses against you from behind. Your head falls back to rest on his clavicle and rolls to the side to look for his neck just as his fingers deftly brush against your hardening nipples. And with that you just have to bite on your bottom lip and nuzzle against him to try and keep the noises from coming out of you. “ don’t be shy, sweetheart, go ahead and moan for me”

Toji loves to toss it around when you’re unable to retort anything back to him. He looks at you, lying panting and trembling beneath him as he pounds into you with all his remaining verve. And he’s so close too, so impossibly close that each and every spasm of your pussy around his girth threatens to be the last one. But there’s something about your post-orgasm face that just makes him want to taunt you only a little bit longer. Your jaw’s hanging, saliva is drooling down your chin as your eyes roll back in ecstasy. He wickedly grins as his hips smack back against your ass with each of your weak whimpers, as merciless as you know him so well to be. Your head bobs up and down, following the pace of his thrusts and he really can’t help himself, you’re too beautiful when you take him like this “ like daddy’s cock that much, huh, babygirl?”. You’re only able to feebly nod in response before reaching yet another peak, squeezing him so good that he can’t resist the temptation of emptying into you.

“ Fucking hell- please” Megumi quietly begs into the darkness of the room you’re soaking into. You’re atop him, straddling his lap as he lays comfortably on his bed. The slow, tantalizing rhythm you’ve got on is menacing to his already drunken senses, really. Your hips carefully roll into him as he bucks up for more friction, and you can see his teary eyes verging on the threshold of a sweet release, already. He’s sweaty and trembling, and you can’t help but chuckle at the sight. With that, however, his gloomy green gaze darkens and his expression suddenly turns treacherous. You yelp when he easily rolls you over, caging you beneath his weight on the soft mattress. “ ‘Gumi, wait-” you breathe as he takes both your wrists in one hand, effortlessly pinning them above you as he sinks deep into you with one sharp thrust of his hips against yours. His tongue glides over your pulse point in sweet, delicate laps before he drags out the words “ ‘think you can just play with me like that, love?”

It had started as a tease, really. Yuuji began saying it to get on your nerves because he knows how much you hate to be scared. You’re so jumpy, and it makes him all the more eager to prank you and startle you, jumping out of nowhere from around every corner of the house you’re almost regretting letting him into in the first place. But he’s so sweet when he comforts you right after, pulling you in his arms and carding his fingers in between the soft strands of your hair, your heart still beating fast and stunning from the previous rush of adrenaline. And maybe that’s why it sounds so fucking irresistible when he murmurs it against your ear then, “ sorry boo, you’re just so cute when you’re scared”. You wanna tell him to fuck off, but you feel warm all of a sudden, and it drives you to look for his lips as your temples still pulse from the fright. You unceremoniously smash your mouth on his and it’s like all your still heightened senses throb at the sheer sensation of your tongue rolling around his. He greedily hums, dipping his fingers into your sensitive flesh, finding it still deliciously coated with goosebumps. He’s definitely not gonna stop pranking you after this, tho.

You can’t resist Nanami’s gentle praises as he folds you beneath him. Your legs shake as he hooks them above his broad shoulders, your breaths faintly hitching in response. Your languid eyes look for his as he plunges into you deeper, his thick cock slowly piercing through you and angled just so that it can easily reach for your weakest spot, having you meekly gasping for air. You already feel impossibly full as he continues his descent, your walls clamping around him, but even as incredibly wet and turned on as you are, you realize you’re not nearly relaxed enough to be accessible to the size of him. “ ‘so fucking big, ‘nami, I can’t” you miserably whine, cheeks flushed and hair sticking on your sweaty temples. He kisses your forehead so tenderly that it’s impossible not to melt most of the tension you’d gained since he’d switched positions. “ sure you can, dear, you just gotta breathe for me, hm?”. And you do. Each deep breath has you slowly unwinding beneath him, accommodating your walls to the feeling of him inside of you as he splits you open.

Sukuna just loves to remind you of how much he likes you. He’s in love with you, sure, and he doesn’t shy away from telling you that, either. But he’s better at making you aware of how much he just relishes in the sight of you. He never wastes the occasion to shamelessly rake his lazy eyes all over your form whenever you greet him after a long day. Doesn’t matter how worn out and in need of a bath you feel, you’re always able to make him grin devilishly as soon as you pass the threshold. All it really takes is you sighing heavily and dropping your purse on the kitchen counter for him to feel the need to pull you in for a deep, swooning kiss. You’re already panting when he draws back from you, eyes half-lidded and glossy with arousal as he softly wraps a hand around your throat “ and how was your day, gorgeous?”

Do they get jealous?

So what about the way they kiss you?

What about AOT men?

[achilleanauthor]

Okay, but Angel styling Charlie's hair and doing makeup for her is everything to me.

They don't act as friends much in the show, but I think they could have an amazing friendship. Even as Angel is struggling to open up properly, he amd Charlie could bond through moments like these where Angel is helping Charlie get ready for a big event like a dance. There aren't many other people Charlie would get to hang out with like this, so it could be great for her as well. Angel could gossip to Charlie and, although she might not be used to it, she might end up really enjoying bonding with her guest.

Meanwhile, Angel would secretly enjoy having a friend who sees through his bullshit but is also nice about it. It takes a while for him to get used to it, but he likes having someone to crack jokes around that aren't centered around sex. I'm also convinced Charlie would love Fat Nuggets to death, which he approves of. I wrote a mini fic about it vefore the show came out and I still believe it

@godfrey-the-chaos-duck thoughts?

Charlie: What should I wear to the Goetia Gala?

[periwinklefemur]

Headcanon that Gruber became Herbert's adoptive father after the chemical fire killed his parents. HOWEVER, unable to swallow his pride, Herbert constantly referred to him by his full name or his title, never 'dad', until Gruber's untimely death.

That is until during a heated debate in front of the class about Hill’s plagiarism of Gruber's work, Herbert gets too emotional and, in a moment of vulnerability, slips up by referring to Gruber as "his father," for everyone to hear.

[dc-comics-enjoyer]

Before they got together :

Roy loved to joke around by acting like Jason needed protecting despite him being a fully grown, tough-as-nails adult. He’d throw out lines like, “Hey, baby boy, want me to handle this one ?” or “Careful, Jay, don’t want you getting hurt.” Whenever Dick teased Jason, Roy would step in, saying, “Hey, back off. My guy’s had a rough day,” just to mess with them both.

But one day, after giving Bruce a “cut him some slack” look during a conversation, Roy noticed something. Jason’s usual eye-roll was missing, replaced with a hint of a blush and a barely-there smile. Turns out, he didn’t just tolerate it; Jason secretly liked feeling protected. And now that Roy knew ? He leaned into it even more, happy to be the one Jason let his guard down with.

[violent138]

Say whatever you will about Bruce overreacting about Clark getting shot down by kryptonite and having to recuperate, I think it's far funnier to picture Alfred going overboard. It's hour three of Clark reluctantly being at Wayne Manor (because of Zeta tube conveniences) and Alfred's already got cracking on all of Clark's favourite foods (as per Martha), refuses to let Clark do a single thing (which makes Clark deeply anxious), and shoos away any family members (including a very stressed Bruce) from doing anything arbritary that constitutes as bothering Clark. Bruce and Clark wind up literally hiding in the back of a luxury car parked in Bruce's real garage to hide from Alfred and after about twenty generous minutes the garage opens because Alfred decides they could do with some sunshine.

[gender-thief2]

barty is 100% an overthinker on the inside but whenever someone else is overthinking he’s like “just chill tf out man” like he wasn’t frothing and drooling with rage two hours ago because even said “k” in response to his long ass text

[mikurinkuwu]

what prns do ur mikurin use?

rin goes by she/her and miku by any tbh but mostly she/he!!

[nothing-but-flowers88]

Ok school teacher Luke for Dinluke AUs are amazing but also consider martial arts teacher Luke. Din’s a little worried about Grogu being so small and wants to make sure he can defend himself Incase of bullies. Paz tells him to put the kid into boxing like they did growing up but Din sees a flyer for a self defense class and takes grogu there, only the teachers a hot blonde with a black belt and Din is smitten. Especially if Paz goes with him and talks shit about the class so Luke asks him to volunteer for a demonstration and flips Paz over his shoulder