#✧*. — ⟨ no way out and a long way down | headcanon. ⟩

[slut4megantheestallion]

Could you make arcane women x reader who likes to paint or sew?

Arcane Women with a s/o who likes to paint & sew headcanons

- Pairings: Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn, Mel, Sevika, Ambessa.

Summary; being in a relationship w/ a s/o who likes to paint and sew.

Genre: fluff

-Vi

●Vi loves that you have such a creative side. Even if she doesn’t fully understand all the work that goes into it, she thinks it’s insanely cool.

●The first time you sew something for her, she’s blown away.

●You made her a custom red bomber jacket with her initials stitched subtly into the fabric.

●"Babe, you MADE this?! Shit, I’m never taking this off."

●If you rip your gloves? Vi refuses to let anyone else fix them, but you.

●When you paint her, she just stares at the finished piece, looking at herself in a way she’s never seen before.

●"Damn, you really see me like this? I—uh. Wow." (She gets weirdly emotional but plays it off.)

●After a long day, she loves to just sit beside you, watching you work.

●"Dunno how you do this shit, but it’s hot. Carry on."

-Jinx

●She adores your artistic talent. If you let her, she WILL steal your paints and mix colors into chaotic neon explosions.

●"Babe, babe, LOOK—I made art! It’s messy, it’s loud, it’s Jinx!"

●Jinx has ZERO patience for sewing but will still sit in your lap, messing with your materials.

●Uses your fabric scraps to make dolls—little stuffed bombs with stitched-on grins.

●"They’re like my babies! Boom babies!"

●If you paint murals, she WILL graffiti over them—not to ruin them, but to "add her touch."

●"C’mon, baby, it needed a little Jinx in it!" (Cue her spray-painting a giant, neon heart around your work.)

●If you ever paint her? She loses her mind.

●"You PAINTED ME? Oh my GOD, babe, I look AMAZING—wait, wait, make my eyes glow MORE."

●If you make her clothes, she begs you for patchwork designs that are a chaotic mess of colors and textures.

●"Okay, okay—hear me out—pink, blue, and, like, a hundred pockets."

Caitlyn

●She finds your skills incredibly elegant and admires how much effort you put into them.

●Sometimes, she just sits in quiet admiration, sipping her tea while watching you work.

●"You make it look so effortless, my love."

●If you sew something for her? She wears it immediately.

●A custom blue waistcoat? Instant favorite.

●"This is exquisite. You have a gift, darling."

●Buys you the best art supplies—high-quality paints, imported fabrics, anything you could ever need.

● "No, no, it’s not ‘too much,’ you deserve the best."

●If you make her a scarf, she NEVER takes it off.

●She commissions you to paint a landscape of Piltover’s skyline for her study.

●"Something about your work makes this city seem… softer."

Mel

●Mel is beyond impressed by your talent and considers it a high art form.

●She loves watching you work, trailing her fingers over the fabric, or gently touching a finished canvas.

●"Your hands create beauty with such ease. It’s mesmerizing."

▪︎If you make her a dress? She will show it off at every event.

●"Custom-made by the most talented person in Piltover. A true work of art."

●She commissions exclusive pieces from you, both clothing and paintings, because your work is far superior to anything money could buy.

●Will absolutely display your art in her home, making sure every guest acknowledges your talent.

●"Don’t you agree? My love’s work outshines anything in the Council Hall."

●If she catches you doubting your skills, she will shut that down immediately.

●"Don’t be ridiculous. Your talent is unmatched."

Sevika

●She pretends not to care, but she absolutely does.

●If you sew for her, she’ll just nod, acting casual—but she refuses to wear anything else.

●"Yeah, whatever. It’s nice. Thanks." (Literally wears it every day.)

●If you paint? She loves watching the process but will never admit it.

●"Tch. You’re gettin’ paint everywhere." (Secretly fascinated)

●Lets you paint on her metal arm sometimes, turning it into a work of art.

●"Don’t make it too soft. I still gotta look like a badass."

●She will not sit still for long periods, so if you need a model, you have to bribe her.

●"Fine. But you owe me a drink after this."

●Sometimes, she catches herself staring while you work, watching your hands move with quiet precision.

●When you catch her, she’ll just grumble and look away.

Ambessa

●She sees your skills as a mark of power and refinement.

●She’s fascinated by the patience and control you have over your craft.

●"Discipline. Precision. You would have made a fine general."

●If you make something for her? She wears it proudly, but only if it’s impeccable.

●"I accept nothing less than perfection. And you, my dear, deliver just that."

●She commissions war banners, military insignias, and regal garments from you, knowing your work will make a statement.

●Loves watching you paint. There’s something about the graceful intensity of it that captivates her.

●Doesn’t give praise easily, but when she does, it means something.

●"Your talent is rare. Do not waste it on anything unworthy."

[shikaizer]

HICKEY HEADCANON

ᯓ. How will the WBB players react to your fake hickey prank .

warning : suggestive

PAIGE BUECKERS

| you set the phone down and recorded hitting the red button. "hello everyone, its your girl here! today paige is going to tell a storytime on how we became a couple" you put your tounge out and she laughed. "well when we were in highschool i was already fucking inlove with her a..." as she continued to speak, you flip your hair aside purposely exposing your neck. but she just kept on yapping and yapping.

It didnt take her long to notice when you responded to what she said making her focus on you and once she noticed that red spot on your neck, she frowned.

"what is this?" she held your chin gently and turned your head giving her a clear view on your neck. "huh i dont know." you uttured and looked back at the camera talking again, but when you saw her look on the screen your smile faded.

"babe im asking" she frowned more and grabbed the camera putting it down to remove it from your attention earning a laugh from you.

"its fake babe chill" you rubbed your neck the red spot fading. she rolled her eyes and nudged your shoulder walking away.

CAITLIN CLARK

| you are currently on live while eating some cookies, just chilling reading the chat. while caitlin was in the bathroom taking a shower.

cait_4ever : BROO where is caitlin 😭🙏🏻

sleep_head : girl your glowing

yanina_tt : ✂️✂️✂️

viene_ys : can you beat caitlin in basketball

kaii_zer : you do the hickey prank on caitlin

one chat caught your attention and you smirked "hickey prank? i saw that on tiktok, should i do that?" you took a last bite of your cookie and looked at the bathrooms direction that fall of water being heard.

shul_yum : OMG YES PLEASE

piroyo_yo : PISSED CAITLIN? WHERE SO DOWN

vianne_ni : goodluck with your legs maam

shiva_le : YES DO IT

you laughed and rolled your eyes, you took your lipstick that you barely use and focuses on your neck smudging some few, finishing up you looked at yourself looking like you just had the most vulgar make out ever.

the bathroom door opened and you jumped putting the lipstick under your pillow and moved your hair to cover your neck. "shes here ya'll" you cooed and caitlin walked over to you fresh out the shower, she looked so hot hair wet and she was wearing a t shirt and a loose jogging pants.

"look so hot babe" you moaned and she chuckled pinching your cheeks. "oh am i?" you nodded purring "your not the only one who thinks so." she shrugged pointing at the chat whos literally going crazy making you frown.

"okay chat, back off shes mine." you growled and caitlin plopped her self next you getting comfy. she kissed your cheeks and you looked deeply at her eyes. "are you flirting with me right now?" you asked eyebrows raising "well what made you thin-" she cut her self off when her eyes shifted on your neck

"did i do that?" she asked touching your neck and you stayed quiet looking at the screen "theres no way i did that." she muttured under her breath and she looked over to you "hey?" you tried holding your laugh and she finally bought her fingers rubbing on your neck, when it smudged you quickly hid your face laughing as she smirked "oh? pulling a stunt on me huh" she shaked her head getting on top of you, her fingers tickling your waist making you die out if laughter.

KK ARNOLD

| your girlfriend is currently live at your living room, she was loud as hell but your not bothered by it, your actually excited because you have planned on her fans on your channel in instagram that your going to pull a hickey prank on her, which her fans are also excited at. you knew they wont snitch.

you made your way outside the living room to be met by kk's gaze and she squirmed "girlfriends here guys!" you sat on her lap and she kissed your cheeks, she leaned down on the chat and she furrowed her eyebrows "why are you guys calling my girlfriend mommy whats wrong with you?" you laughed and lightly smacked her shoulders, it was harder for her to notice the redness in your neck because she cant stop yapping. it had gotten to the point where a viewer had to point it out because she was a dumbass. "girll whats that on your girlfriends neck, did you do that?" she read out loud and furrowed her eyebrows "come on guys everyone does that, and its not that worse.." she rolled her eyes and looked over at your neck to be met with a shocked expression "i didn't do that." she looked over at you with a devasted expression brows furrowed and you tried to hold your laugh looking straight at the camera.

"babe?" she called out again and thats when you ended up laughing covering your mouth. "i knew it! i mean you could tell that its fake dumbass." she states rolling her eyes acting like she wasn't convinced on the fake hickey.

she pinned you down on the couch and roughly bit your neck making you squirm loudly.

NIKA MUHL

| you are currently seated at nikas lap, caressing her hair while talking to your friends. what she doesn't know is the four of you have decided to prank her by smudging some fake hickeys on your neck. because they wanted to prove that she was really possesive which she would always deny and would get annoyed when mentioned.

paige looked over at you and winked making you smirk, you moved your hair to the side and listened to your friends talk, then nikas hand caught you chin making you look at her.

"whats that in your neck? i didn't do that." she whispered to you and you turned your head ignoring her looking at your friends again. she whispered again not wanting to bring any attention to anyone "hey look at me." she said firm voice and you continued laughing at when your friend is saying.

she frowned at your behaviour and gently grabbed your chin again making you look at her. "what the fuck was that?" she whispered annoyed and paige spoke up "ya'll whats up with you two?" you shrugged but you had a big smirk on your face.

"thats a pretty wild hickey you have there huh" kk pointed at your neck and giggled "because she has a wild nila" aubrey added and you giggled. but nika is not fazed at all having the most serious face. "thats not even mine, i dont know whos fucking lips is that" she scowled crossing her arms as she glared at you.

everyone bursted out laughing and she was madly confused, "its fucking fake dude your a wimp!" paige shouted and you tried not to laugh since your ass is getting scared at the way nika is glaring up at you, she gave you that look 'just wait till we get home look' and oh boy you dont know if this prank was worth it.

a/n : might make another part containing other players 👆🏻

[tactical-jellyfish]

How the 141 handles long-term relationships

Warnings!: Nothing, other than a reference to Simon's dad. Just silly fluff to tide my sillies (you guys) over until the new chapters of the big boy fic(s) are done :)

Also: Price isn't included in this because I wrote a fic where he's an absolute asshole and accidentally made myself dislike him. Might add him later, idk.

Simon Riley is not nearly the stern man everyone thinks he is when he's at home.

It's kind of funny, really, but he's quiet, and he is stupid in love (assuming he already trusts you as a partner, which, if he's dating you, he does). Something like a cat, really.

He wants to be in your vicinity, always. He wants to know you're safe and okay at every hour he can, but sometimes he can't handle all that lovey shit.

This is why I do think Simon would spring for someone who is very quiet, and not very touchy. He adores that, he really does. It would be even better if you didn't mind having a big, bulky man staring at you while you work for hours on end.

It's to the point that, when the rest of the task force comes over, they aren't sure if you're a roommate or a spouse(?) until they see Simon gently bump his forehead with yours, watch how he follows you the same way a prissy longhair will trail after its nonchalant owner.

Price pulls you over that night and tells you that you have his full permission to marry the lieutenant. Simon hears him, but he doesn't say anything.

Another thing: He wants desperately to take your last name. It doesn't matter if it's stupid, he wants it so badly.

He's a bastard even with a father who was a bastard. His name links him back to corpses and an abuser, he wants to be rid of it. He won't ask, but if you do, he cries.

You've seen Simon cry before. You have. Mostly after nightmares, the especially bad ones. This is nothing like that.

He cries of joy before you twice. The first is when you let him take your last name, and the second is on your "wedding" day.

There is no ceremony, just a short trip to the courthouse. He cries anyway, watching you sign the papers, pulls you into a firm hug as he sniffles into your shoulder, tells you how much he fucking adores you.

He won't let you forget that. Ever.

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Johnny MacTavish is a harder task.

He's always one very predictable sort of way in his relationships: Playful. Loving and witty, always ready to tease.

Sure, there are days he's tired, days he's beat to the bone and he just wants to collapse and let moss grow over him, but he sees you and he gets a shot of something divine.

It doesn't matter who you are, really. Sometimes he needs you to match the energy a little, but other than that, he could get on well with any partner, as long as love is reciprocal.

Weddings, though... it depends.

This is where most of my more personal headcanons come into play here. I really think Soap's family is very Catholic. And that Soap is very bisexual.

If his family doesn't know (assuming the relationship is straight, too), it's great! It's a packed venue, sure, but it's raucous in the loving, familial way.

Soap wears his best kilt, cries a little as you walk down the aisle and kisses you so long his mother smacks him over it.

If not (he got kicked out, presumably years before)... it's much less fun.

He still adores you, truly, but, again, it's a bit solemn for him. Seeing you, perfect you, ready to marry a man who has no family left who wants him, it's a nasty feeling.

Johnny sees you the way he thinks everyone should. You're a person, yes, but of practically biblical levels of perfection, in his eyes. You've put up with so much, done so much, and you want him.

He won't ever get to show you to his mother, or his sisters, or his cousins, but he wants to. God, does he want to. He just knows they would have adored you, as they should.

But he can't. And it bums him out, it really does.

Still, he takes your face into his hands, and kisses you like the sinner he is, pours himself into your silhouette like he could somehow peel your ribs apart and find a space near your heart, to sit and love you for as long as he can.

No one is there to smack him for taking too long, and you hold him. And that's enough.

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Kyle Garrick is honestly the least challenging to end up in the good graces of.

He wants, more than anything, a peer. Someone who he can talk shit with and feel good confiding in.

So, of course he fell into a relationship with you. How could he not? Look at you. Brilliant, he'll say that. Brilliant, and an absolute menace with the silveriest tongue he's ever seen.

Again, like most, he's not really crazy about getting married. Not while he has a job so risky and at his age. It's more of an eventually, he feels no pressure to lock you down so fast, he already knows he has you, and that's enough for him.

This is most of the reason why the engagement is so long. I'm talking several years. Yes, multiple years. Moved in together, got a pet or two, even the rings.

And it's great, everything he could ask for. He comes home to a brilliant partner every day he's got the time, and he always wants to see you, because you're you. You can discuss, you can debate, and you can pull him over and tell him when he's being stupid.

The partnership works. And it keeps working.

At some point, you two were effectively married in everything but law, so you just forgot about the "wedding" bullshit and got one of his aunts to officiate in the living room and had a party that night with family.

Like any good soldier, Kyle has many issues with stress when he's home. His ultimate solution is to cuddle you whenever you won't be annoyed with it. Sometimes you talk, sometimes it's quiet, he doesn't mind.

He just wants you. Always.

And he knows he always will.

[dykeforhire]

Emily Prentiss Headcanons

bottom!emily prentiss x reader

[NSFW 18+]

A/N: basically just more of me talking to myself… this one was lowkey harder to write idk why.

- Emily is very needy when it comes to sex… always looking at you with those sweet eyes, begging, pleading for you to touch her… to take care of her.

- She is definitely vocal, but not loud… more so breathy, whiny and panting. She knows just how to drive you crazy with the sounds she makes, making sure she has your full attention or direct eye contact when she does so.

- She loves teasing, both being teased and being one… she thrives off of it. It plays into how much she likes to beg for you. Using that soft, seductive tone of voice… please, please touch me baby, I need you…

- Emily loooves praise… she absolutely preens when you tell her how good she is, how well she’s doing, how pretty she looks while you fuck her…

- Although she listens well when she wants to, Emily can be quite the brat. She loves riling you up so you’ll go harder, take your frustrations out on her. But when she does decide to listen to orders, she takes them very well... she is very eager to please.

- Although Emily does enjoy taking your strap, she much prefers you to use your hands or mouth during sex. She loves it when you hover over her body on the mattress, fingers buried deep inside… the preciseness of it all.

- On the topic of your mouth and hands… Emily especially loves kissing you right after you eat her out, or sucking your fingers clean after you fuck her.

- in the early days of your relationship with Emily, she was very shy… but the longer you two were together, the more comfortable she became with asking for what she wants… she loves finding new things and kinks to try, and she loves how eagerly you want to support her.

- Emily definitely gives me power!bottom vibes… not fully submissive but definitely willing to submit when you want it… but she loves telling you how to fuck her.

- she adores when you get all possessive over her… sometimes she even lets people flirt with her just to get that reaction out of you.

-Emily is a very touch oriented person, she loves to be constantly in contact with you… these innocent touches often lead to not-so innocent ones.

-somnophilia is definitely a yes with Emily… she’s loves waking up to you between her legs, or your hands shoved down her sleep shorts.

- she also is a big fan of letting you take your stress out on her, letting you come up behind her in the kitchen after a long day and just bending her over the counter to have your way with her… that or using her as a toy to get yourself off.

- Emily just looks oh so pretty tied up for sure. She isn’t too fond of heavy bondage, but she’s very green for hand cuffs and silk ties. She loves the feeling of not being able to escape your musings, overwhelmed by the pleasure, so full of you…

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a/n: I’m probably gonna keep adding to this cuz ideas are slow in my brain… but I wanted to give it to you, so here ya go, I hope you enjoyed!!

Taglist: @joanofvarc

[writermai05]

HIGHSCHOOLSWEATHEART! JOAQUIN TORRES HEADCANONS

A/N: Danny Ramirez in On My Block you will always be famous in my heart (I only watched like the first couple episodes of it but I remember fine shyt being in the ones I did watch and thought of him everyday until I saw him again in TFATWS LMAO) I used comic! Joaquin's family background since I don't think we see it much, if not at all, on screen.

Also, I see y'all liking. Leave requests, I beg.

You and Joaquin have kinda known each other since childhood, always in the same classes and schools, but you didn’t really get close until freshman year when you were seatmates in the same algebra class

This man was WHIPPED; immediately. 

You missed a day cause you were out sick? He’s got notes for you. You didn’t eat lunch because you forgot to pack any and don’t have money on you? He packed extra just in case.

If you ever complimented him on anything, he’d just DOUBLE DOWN on that shit. You said you liked his hair styled a certain way? He only ever styled it that way from then on. 

Finally asked you out when you were sophomores for homecoming.

He was literally so nervous, constantly asking his mom and Abuela how he looked while they helped him get ready :(

When he saw you; all done up his jaw was on the FLOOR

Like, man was so down bad, his mom had pinch his elbow to snap him out of it. 

He was a bundle of energy, just excited and nervous all in one. 

Was so thrilled when you agreed to dance with him

Side note; this man can DANCE like he definitely grew up dancing with his mom, getting dragged into the open dance space at the family functions

That night, the two of you stayed out late and went to a park to just talk and look at the Miami sky line at night, the city lights so bright despite all the darkness that surrounded you. 

You guys just talked, for hours. Joaquin talked about what it was like immigrating to the states with his mom and Abuela, and all his hopes and dreams. What he wanted from the world. The people he looks up to. You shared a lot of yourself with him that night too, bonding over your strong sense of justice and wanting to just make the world a better place. 

He knew he wanted to marry you after that. 

Obviously, his mom was not down with that. She didn’t want him to get married you and then regret it later. (You guys were also like, 16 years old so, illegal?) 

But he is a stubborn man. So he waited, saved up enough money up until you guys were both in university together. 

Literally proposed at graduation, in front of both your guys’ families. You were a mess. 

Honestly, probably a smart decision considering he left for basic training shortly after (get those military tax benefits, reader!) 

When I say this man wrote nearly everyday, I mean it. When he left you gave him a notebook for him to write his letters in, and boy oh boy did he WRITE

You went to his BMT graduation, and tapped him out. He literally picked you up so fast, held you so tight. He cried so much. (I CAN GO INTO HEAVY DETAIL, AND I W I L L)

He did still have to go to school after for recon, but at least he didn’t have to exclusively write letters, y’all could talk on the phone and such. (Note: I just learned that it takes TWO YEARS of more schooling until you can officially become Air Force Special Recon Airman…Joaquin Torres the man that you are.) 

Long Distance was hard, and there was literally nothing more that he wanted than to be with you, but you both held strong, him coming home for your birthday and major holidays, and you flying to visit him (wherever he was training at the time)

I could go on, but that is where I shall end for now...

[misakiisstupid]

Headcanon: Tim Drake, the Accidental Femboy Icon

At some point in his life—probably during a sleep-deprived caffeine crash—Tim got caught in the wild looking just a little too cute. Maybe he was wearing one of Dick’s oversized sweaters, maybe his hair was messy in an aesthetic way, maybe he was just radiating that exhausted, soft boy vibe that had people questioning their preferences.

Someone snapped a picture. Someone posted it. Someone put #CutestFemboy under it.

Fifteen-year-old Tim was not emotionally equipped for that.

The moment he saw it, his soul left his body. His brain hit the emergency shut-off button. He experienced all five stages of grief in under a minute before immediately launching into action. Within the next hour: ✅ The post was gone. ✅ The entire account was deleted. ✅ The poster’s IP address? Compromised. ✅ Their personal data? Locked down tighter than the Batcave. ✅ Their WiFi? Somehow running at dial-up speed now.

But the thing is… Tim wasn’t mad. He was just overwhelmed. Like, sure, it was kinda flattering. Maybe. He guessed. But also? He didn’t have the mental stability to handle that kind of attention. He was 15, tired, and already drowning in existential crises—he did not need the internet to decide he was their new uwu softboy obsession.

So, because Tim is nothing if not fair, he also left an anonymous deposit in the guy’s PayPal. Just… a little financial apology for ruining his entire digital existence.

Bruce later found out and had to have a very long talk about proportional responses. Tim was unrepentant.

[meadowfics]

your lost & found fic had an emotional impact on me omg. istg fav fic on this app ily for writing it 🫶🏼🫶🏼

anyways hi sorry about that LMAO it had to be said!! could you pretty please write myung-gi x reader headcanons in a rs with him? thank you so so so much!

myunggi / MG COIN / player 333 as your boyfriend headcannons:

myunggi x f!reader

authors note: thank you so much anon you're so kind <3

at first, you resented myunggi for getting you involved in his world of crypto scams and failed investments.

you never wanted to be a part of that mess, but you got dragged in, and now, just like him, you're drowning in debt.

for a long time, you blamed him, convinced that he was just another greedy scammer who didn’t care who he hurt.

then, you realized that myunggi never meant for any of this to happen.

he was trying to make something of himself, trying to build a future, and everything spiraled out of control before he could stop it.

myunggi is hated by many, and he knows it.

you see the way people look at him, the disgust in their eyes when they recognize his face from his old bitcoin youtube channel.

when he's with you, it’s different. with you, he softens.

he shields you from the world, from the consequences of his past, even though you’re already tangled up in them.

he treats you like you’re the most important person in his life, maybe because you are.

no one else stuck around, no one else believed in him.

you did, even when you hated him.

myunggi? he would do anything to keep you.

he’s fiercely protective of you, sometimes to a suffocating degree. if anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way, he’s ready to step in, his voice low and dangerous, daring them to say something.

if anyone ever brings up his past in front of you, trying to use it as a weapon, he shuts it down immediately.

he refuses to let anyone taint you with his mistakes.

myunggi can be manipulative, though.

he’s good with words, knows exactly how to twist things just enough to make you see things his way.

when you get upset about something, he has a way of turning it around, making you question if you were ever right to be mad in the first place.

it’s not malicious, at least not entirely.

sometimes, he just doesn’t want you to leave.

he can’t handle the thought of losing you like he lost everything else.

he’s loyal, though. painfully, desperately loyal.

even in the worst moments, when you’re arguing, when you feel like you can’t take another second of this life with him, he refuses to let go.

he reminds you, again and again, that he’s not going anywhere.

you’re the only thing keeping him together.

he shows love in quiet, subtle ways.

he always makes sure you eat, even when he doesn’t.

he always walks on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street.

he holds your hand under tables when he feels anxious, squeezing it like it’s the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.

he’s a mess, and so are you, but somehow, you make it work.

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[itelya]

nerd in love. nerd bf! gojo satoru x fem! reader

The library was almost empty at this hour, bathed in dim lighting. Only a few dedicated students remained at the tables, absorbed in their studies. Gojo, however, was absorbed in everything except his coursework.

Sitting across from you, he was staring at you instead of reading his quantum physics textbook. His glasses had slipped slightly down his nose, but he made no effort to push them back up. His chin rested on his palm, and his other hand absentmindedly played with the corner of a page.

“You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?”

You barely looked up from your notes.

“Doing what?”

Gojo let out a long, dramatic sigh and slumped against the table.

“Being this beautiful. How am I supposed to concentrate when my handsome girlfriend is sitting right in front of me?”

A small, amused smile tugged at your lips, but you didn’t respond immediately. You scribbled one last note before setting your pen down and crossing your arms.

“You do realize this is a study session, not a date, right?”

Gojo pouted.

“Why can’t it be both?”

“Because you have an exam tomorrow, and you don’t want to end up crying over your test paper.”

He shook his head, looking mock-serious.

“Wrong. I can ace my exam and flirt with my girlfriend at the same time.”

To prove his point, he adjusted his glasses and proceeded to recite a complicated theorem while maintaining unwavering eye contact with you. When he finished, a triumphant smirk stretched across his lips.

“Impressed?”

You raised an eyebrow, a small smile still playing on your lips.

“A little, I admit. But you do know that doesn’t mean you can stop studying, right?”

Gojo pretended to think for a moment before nodding.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But I’d rather focus on you. You’re more than just some variable, Y/N. You’re a constant in my heart. That’s way more complex than any mathematical equation. My heart beats irregularly just like a complex curve.”

You sighed, but his nerdy analogies made it impossible to hide your smile.

“You’re such a nerd, Gojo.”

“Correction. A nerd in love with you.”

His smirk softened as he took your hand and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

“And a nerd who plans to keep you forever.”

Shaking your head, you let out a laugh, knowing there was no escaping Gojo’s antics. He was insufferable, dramatic, and a certified genius. But at the end of the day, he was your nerd. And that was an equation you had no intention of solving.

a/n: I decided to do a series of headcanons on nerd gojo🤓 soo if you want me to tag you let me know.

nerd gojo series - masterlist

[mygz]

wish.

Sometimes a man gets exactly what he wishes for; and that could be the most perfect punishment of all.

mafia!yandere!bts x fem!reader. hyungline headcanons. age gap [reader is 22] plays into the story. aged up!bts - KNJ (35) JHS (36) MYG (36) KSJ (37). smut - daddy kink. pervy behaviour (little girl. glorifying the age gap). obsessive behaviour. possessiveness. daddy used as a petname. praise.

he knew he was bad for you. bad for your family, your friends, your life and your soul. he was supposed to walk out the door of his apartment and leave you behind but the love he felt for you was too much.

inspired by buffalo 66 and the show ‘you.’

seokjin.

“you know.. if you’re not gonna come back, then you can just say.” it wasn’t that simple for jin, though. he couldn’t just close the door behind him before muttering out an apology.

you tested your current situation like a one night stand, thought you two had been on and off for the last couple of months, and you tried your very best not to fall for the taller, older man.

but this was your punishment; love. the way your heart clenched when he’d cut up your food for you, when he’d leave you breakfast before class, when he’d push his hands up your shirt and sooth your worries.

you hated how much you loved him but you had no idea how much he hated loving you more. he hated how he dreamt of marriage when he could finally sleep. how he dreamt of whisking you away, Italy, Venice, Paris and Japan, all those places he could build a house in.

a forever home where he’d leave you breathless every morning, where he’d pay for your tuition again and get you whatever your little heart dreamt of.

his dreams of love and peace were his nightmares and he knew it.

but when you’d turn over and mewl out that quiet daddy? when he was just about to head off into the glistening night. how he wanted to tell you to come with him, let him take you away.

“go back to sleep, sweetie. i won’t be long.” the quietness in his voice, the sweetness in his tone.

this was his punishment, the guilt that would build inside him when he’d have to leave you for a staining weekend.

you were his punishment.

yoongi.

“i think… you’re the sweetest guy in the world.” yoongi wanted you to shut up. he wanted to tell you that he wasn’t a good man, a man who was pushing forty and had a girl who was nearly half his age beneath him.

the way you smiled at him with your eyes as well as your lips, the way you’d push your smaller hands onto his collar and tug gently for him to get closer.

you smelt of everything he loved - sugar cookies and pretty pink cocktails - and how opposite it was to his usual cigarette smoke, whiskey and grim scent, made his heart clench.

this was wrong.

and if yoongi was a better man, the sweetest man you tried to label his as, he’d walk out that double locked door and never see you again. he’d never look for you again. he’d never place that tracker inside your phone and keep a few guys around the apartment block to make sure you were sure.

if yoongi was a sweeter man he wouldn’t carry a gun around with him, which was always tempted to splatter the walls with someone else’s sin, and he wouldn’t always casually push his forefinger over the trigger when stressed.

it was weird. how eager he was to please you, devote himself to you. he wanted to stain your sheets with something other than blood. he wanted you to consume him. devour him whole and spit him back out like a spoilt little girl.

yoongi’s gaze hardens as it looks at the apartment door behind him, the door was right there. his sinful life was right there.

he doesn’t think twice, pushing his thumb around your pantie line, dragging them down to hell with him.

hoseok.

he wanted sure when it started, his obsession. he was the leader of a group of men that dealt out punishment whenever he saw fit. he was the type of man to brush off men and their anger, women and their love. he didn’t have time for that, anger nor love.

but when he comes home to you. sweet little you, the pretty girl with wide eyes and a wrapped arm around her little stuffie, his heart clenches.

this wasn’t wrong - no - it was fucked.

the way you made him feel, how he’d mutter a thank you, baby, when you welcomed him home, was making him lose his mind.

the older man would push you back a few steps until your back would hit the couch and he’d push his hands up your shirt, thumbs tugging at your nipples.

the way you’d whine and mewl out for him, how easily you became overstimulated.

hoseok should’ve left when he had the chance, before he met you— the real you, and sometimes it ticks in his mind that he could slip you a couple of fifty grands inside a grey bag and walk out the door. he’d never see you again. he’d push you out of south korea. but he’d never be able to push you out of his head.

his thoughts, his nightmares, all come crashing down into ashes when you push his hand down into your pyjama bottoms, his fingertips grazing against the softness of your skin.

how you’d hitch a breath when his forefinger would trail over your clit, the way you’d moan please daddy, give me more.

the forbidden thought of you leaving him was the worst punishment of all.

namjoon.

the leader of bangtan, the cruel mafia group, had more morals than most men in his profession.

at least he thought.

who wouldn’t succumb to a sweet thing who likes pretty colours and soft silks? who enjoys sleeping in until the clock strikes lunch? a little girl who lays in her daddy’s bed all day as he works - and shouts - in his dimly lit office.

the moral man, as his friends would tease him, wouldn’t succumb to something�� somebody like you.

but you cursed him. he’s sure of it. you cursed his soul because he finds himself drawn from his work, unusual behaviour for the workaholic, and pushing open the bedroom door.

he’s pushing your legs open, pushing your shirt up - which was originally his - and telling you to be a good girl for him. the fully clothed man, namjoon wasn’t a good man, finds himself eating you alive with every brush of his tongue.

namjoon finds himself hard at the way you plead for more. the moment he succumbs to you again, pushing off his belt and unzipping his pants, he realises how insane he truly is.

the apartment door was a couple of feet away, behind the kitchen, he could leave now. he could walk away, build a new house and a new office— take his group with him. he could never talk to you again.

he’d never have to feel how you clench around his girth and moan out in a tone that makes his head all but fucking spin. he’d never come home to you and your stuffed animal collection that he once claimed was the cutest thing he’d ever seen.

he could walk away and never love you again.

namjoon hated those type of thoughts. you were his punishment for the pain he brought on others, your obliviousness to his real job made his heart hurt badly enough. you were his punishment for those who deserved justice.

the way he slides his cock inside you until he can’t get any deeper, that’s his justice.

[breathinginsulfur]

Hey guys, i know this rant is long enough but i wanna add some more.

Really trying to understand why stolas is genuinely despised, and it’s hard for me to understand. But I think i have something, and it may potentially be a hot take but these days even liking the show is a hot take /hj

I think (SOME) people, not all, just genuinely have a hard time believing that men can be victims of abuse. Especially if the abuser is a woman. Because yes, it is true that most domestic abusers are men, and men are more capable of getting away with abuse, but you cannot act like this is the only way it happens.

Stolas is an abuse victim. His father was emotionally unavailable and barely even remembered anything about Stolas. To Paimon, Stolas is just another one of his spawn. Nothing more.

While we are still lacking on Stella’s background (which we desperately need), what we know is that she never loved Stolas, the same way Stolas never loved her. they were never in love. They had one reason for their (forced) marriage. To birth a new heir. That’s it.

We can assume that they never got along. Judging by their personalities, Stolas is not an assertive person. He’s nervous, but intelligent, and passionate about his powers and interests. He did not at all try to overpower or dominate blitzo as a kid, despite being royalty. We saw him bow down to blitzo, to which Paimon got angry at. Stolas does not look down on people, he looks down on himself.

Based on the photo of Stella Paimon showed to Stolas, she seemed to be a more aggressive child, making it likely that she was also not parented properly. By this we can also assume that she took the more dominant role, taking advantage of Stolas’s anxiousness and taking control in relationship.

In photos she took with Via and Stolas, she looks like she doesn’t want to be there. She doesn’t appear to have any true care for Via. In Loo Loo Land, when Via calls for both of them, Stella refuses to acknowledge her, grumpily telling Stolas to deal with it. Again, i really, really hope they give us more background about her, because it will most likely make it so much easier for people to understand why Stolas is not the bad guy. One of my biggest issues with this show is the lack of background for the women in the show. But i trust that we will get it soon.

I believe Stella only truly cares for the title of being a Goetia. She doesn’t care about her daughter or her now ex-husband, she only wants the richness and glory of being a goetic demon. THIS is why she did not divorce Stolas. When she found out he cheated, did she appear personally, emotionally hurt? She was pissed off yes, but how she reacts is so important.

“I can’t believe you slept with an IMP.”

“You are a god damn EMBARRASSMENT”.

She never once tells Stolas that she feels betrayed, that she thought he loved her, etc. she only cares about the fact that Stolas disrespected the Goetia family name by sleeping with a lower class demon. The themes of hierarchy in this show are so important to the story.

Stolas and Stella hated each other. She constantly talked shit about him, and he just felt empty inside. Blitzo changed that for him. Stolas NEVER forced himself onto Blizo. I have genuinely seen people call Stolas a sex offender. I don’t know how you get it that wrong. He made a joke, saying “you’re here to rravish me aren’t you?” And then that’s it. He did not force Blitzo to have sex. Blitzo is the one who chose to seduce him. Once Stolas realized Blitz was doing that, he got shy and nervous once again. Then the two did their thing and that’s the start of the main plot.

For some reason, people headcanoning Stolas as autistic is controversial, even if autistic people do it. As an autistic person, i can definitely see autistic traits in Stolas whether intentional or not. The same way I see BPD symptoms in Blitzo as someone who is borderline. There is no harm in headcanoning a character as autistic, y’all just hate Stolas. And probably won’t listen to me.

I get that this show is popular to hate right now. I miss when it wasn’t. Hopefully some day they all just leave us alone😭

(Opinion) stolas hate is based on fandom misinterpretations and not the actual show because when the fuck does he act like a “baby”??

Stolas is probably the most over-hated character in all of helluva boss. And some of the downright incorrect statements i’ve seen about stolitz drive me insane

Despite his childhood abuse, neglect and forced marriage, stolas has always been privileged. He’s set for life with wealth, has butlers and staff who feed him and care for him, and can freely travel through the human realm with no legal issues. Obviously, he’s going to have a skewed perspective on life.

Because of his forced marriage and parental neglect, stolas has never really known what love is meant to be. His father didn’t know his name because he’s a king who has a shit ton of children. Stella never loved him, and he never loved stella. They were only married to have an heir. Stolas has an over-dramatized and romanticized interpretation of love, which i think is where the ‘baby’ misinterpretation roots from. Blitzo didn’t want to fuck him, all he wanted was the grimoire. But stolas didn’t realize this and genuinely believed that his first ever friend was the one who wanted him the most. Can you see how this would fuel his romantic dreams further?

Stolas, to me, was always in love with blitzo. And (hot take incoming) did not look down on him. “But charlie, what about when he said ___?” We can go through all the quotes that supposedly look down on blitzo and i can give my reasoning as to why i dont think he sees him as lesser. Stolas has grown up with imps his whole life (butlers), and it can be argued that these staff had a closer connection to him than his own family. He’s taught to view imps as lesser, as in the hierarchy they literally are, but stolas has no issue with interacting with imps and, of course, letting an imp have intercourse with him. If stolas truly looked down on imps the way people act like he does, he’d interact with blitzo in a COMPLETELY different way. As in, he wouldn’t even treat blitzo like a human. Stolas loves blitzo so much he want to be his partner.

I will say, Hierarchy is a major theme in helluva boss with several callouts to how the ones who are higher up mistreat the lower class. Just look at mastermind. Satan doesn’t let blitzo speak. But andrealphus is allowed to talk as long as he wants. Blitzo would’ve been killed for using the grimoire, but stolas just gets a punishment. Because verbatim “your life has actual value!” It’s such an interesting theme that does not nearly get as much praise as it deserves

Another huge misinterpretation with helluva boss i see is that people think the show is trying to normalize cheating. And i’ll be honest, i can kind of see how this misinterpretation happens. As much as i adore this show, there are some writing flaws.

In my opinion, helluva boss is not trying to encourage cheating on your partners. It’s trying to show you that it’s okay to leave your abusive relationships to better your life. I may talk about this a different time because this post is mainly about stolas but god i love analyzing this show so much i just go on so many tangents.

Of course, stolas’ love for blitzo pisses of Stella. Not because stella actually loves stolas, but because she is proud to be a goetia and wants to uphold her royal, priviliged status and sees stolas as an insult to the goetic line. Her and Andrealphus’s motivation is to uphold goetia standards no matter how corrupt they truly are. They’re rich people. THEY are the ones who see imps as lesser.

THERE IS SO MUCH MORE I CAN GO INTO. How this affects Octavia and why she is justifiably upset at stolas, blitzo’s perspective, themes of the show, etc. if you wanna see my takes on these things LMK!!! I love this show dearly

If you want to counter my interpretation you’re welcome to do so, however please only do it if you’re wanting to do an actual discussion and not just trying to be rude. Some of y’all are so fucking rude to the people who like the show it’s crazy. Just be respectful and i’ll talk to you.

[dandysworldhcs]

Hiya! Just gonna plop down more headcanons here, so- -shoves headcanons-

Gigi with a snap-hook tail (those weird oval-like clasps you see on keychains); they hide it under an oversized sweater because they think it looks weird

Sprout absolutely had an emo phase and used fertilizer to grow out his leaves. Even outside of the phase he sometimes mistakes his usual water spray bottle w/ the fertilizer and gets confused as to why his leaves are longer a few hours later

Flutter headbutts other toons to show her affection

Flutter's dialogue (..., ..!, etc) just being moth squeaks

Genderfluid Glisten

Most toons think that Razzle is a coffee addict and Dazzle's the casual tea drinker, but in actuality it's the other way around (Dazzle being the coffee addict to keep himself awake and Razzle enjoying sweet tea to keep himself grounded)

Scraps and Goob being romantic opposites with Scraps having the mentality of "I'm perfectly fine on my own" and Goob thinking "why stop at 1 cuddle buddy when I could have multiple?" (ace Scraps and polyam Goob <3)

I don't wanna make this too long, so take these for now! ^w^

-Sparky Anon⚡

GIGI WITH A SNAP-HOOK TAIL,,, HELL YEAH

[backtothedrawingboard]

Tadc Cast Tk Headcanons

Here's some headcanons related to a request by @girlyc0ww :D

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Caine

Lee:

•Wasn't originally ticklish. He learned about it when Jax tried and failed to tickle him.

•After that, he gave himself the ability to be ticklish out of curiousity and now loves it.

•He thinks it's the perfect way to laugh when he's feeling down and will seek it out.

•Very loud laugh. It's one of the only times his announcer persona disappears and his real laugh appears. It's surprisingly high pitch.

•Definitely a squirmer. He'll flail and wriggle everywhere.

•Sometimes he'll pop out of existence.

•His worst spots are his armpits and hips, but he's pretty ticklish everywhere. Surprisingly, his feet are not ticklish.

•About a 7/10 on the ticklish scale.

•Loves aftercare. He doesn't really understand it, but he'll never pass down an opportunity for hugs.

Ler:

•Unintentionally mean.

•He used to tease without realizing it and was confused why his lee got all blushy. Now that he understands it, he overdoes it like CRAZY.

•He will reduce even the toughest lee to a flustered mess.

•Often pretends he doesn't know why the lee is laughing. "You must think my jokes are hilarious!"

•Surprisingly good at aftercare. He gives lots of head pats and hugs.

Pomni

I already have some that you can find here! But here's some more just for kicks!

Lee:

•It takes a while for her to be comfortable enough to let someone tickle her, but she will eventually allow it.

•She sometimes snorts, which causes her to go red and cover her mouth.

•She absolutely will not let Jax touch her. She doesn't like him or trust him. He gets slapped every time he tries.

•She's the only one (besides Zooble lol) that effectively makes him go away when he tries.

Ler:

•She figures out exactly what makes the lee squeal. Whether it's rough clawing or light skittering, she'll find out.

•Since her arms can stretch out, any squirming away won't be effective to escape cause she can keep holding on while scooting closer again.

•If she blows raspberries, she'll go so long her face changes colors.

Gangle

Lee:

•Not super ticklish because it's hard to actually tickle her.

•If you do manage to tickle her, go for her sides. Or what would be her sides. It's the easiest to grab.

•She's a squirmer. And since she's made of ribbon, she can escape easily.

•She doesn't really have a worst spot. She's equally ticklish pretty much everywhere but her arms.

•About a 4/10 on the ticklish scale just because it's so hard to get her.

•Easily flustered but pretty much anything.

•She usually doesn't mind tickling unless Jax is targeting her. She will try to escape no matter who it is, though.

•She enjoys aftercare if it's anyone but Jax. She's sometimes on the fence about it with Ragatha, too. But otherwise, she enjoys chin rubs.

Ler:

•Pretty shy if she's starting it.

•She doesn't usually start anything unless someone provokes her.

•She will get you if you start it, though.

•She isn't good at rough tickling since she's just ribbons. But if soft gets you, good luck.

•She doesn't tease much because it just flusters her.

•Good at aftercare. She'll hold the lee close.

Ragatha

Lee:

•Since she's a doll, she's squishy and easy to grab.

•Very ticklish and will kick you.

•She doesn't like it but will tolerate it if it will make you happy.

•Worst spots are her sides and belly.

•About a 8/10 on the ticklish scale.

•Teasing doesn't work well on her. It just pisses her off.

•She does enjoy aftercare. She'll just flop limply on the ler's lap and accept any affection from them.

Ler:

•Mean.

•So mean.

•She might not like it for herself, but she's a real tickle monster on the others if she wants to make them laugh.

•Pretty teasy. Not as much as Caine or Jax, but still mean.

•She'll do fake-outs just to make the lee squeal.

•Lots of "Coochicoochicoooo!"

•She might be mean, but she does want the lee to have fun and will ease off if they don't like it or are in distress.

•GREAT at aftercare. Lots of cuddles, and she's a plush doll so she's very comfy to lean on.

Kinger

Lee:

•Not ticklish lol.

•He'll pretend to be just to humor the ler.

•If he's out of it, he'll just ask what the ler is doing.

Ler:

•Nice ler.

•He'll almost never intentionally tickle anyone unless they ask him to.

•His teases are usually compliments and encouragements.

•He stops at the first request to.

•If he notices somewhere is a death spot, he'll leave it alone unless specifically asked to tickle there.

•Great with aftercare. He'll hug the lee and offer his pillow fort as a place to rest.

Zooble:

Lee:

•Don't.

•Just don't.

•They hate it and will either slap the soul out of you or get you back tenfold.

•Only allows Gangle tickle them.

•But in case you do dare, their tickle spots depend on what Zooble parts they have that day.

•Ranges from a 3/10 to a 7/10 on the ticklish scale.

•Don't even bother with aftercare. They'll just fight you.

Ler:

•Usually doesn't start anything unless their lee went after them first.

•Mean ler. They only stop after several "stops."

•They target the worst spots and go INTENSE.

•Aftercare includes a middle finger and a slap.

Jax:

I already have some that you can find here! But here's some more!

Lee:

•His tail wags vigorously. That's his main giveaway that he's having fun.

•After a while he'll just go limp and claim that he's dying.

•That's your sign to stop.

•If he does want it to continue, he'll either put your hands back on his sides or nudge your hand with his head.

•Lots of wild squirming and kicking.

•He purrs once it's over.

Ler:

•His burrowing instinct sometimes kicks in and he'll dig at at the lee's belly. It's not too rough, so it tickles like HELL.

•His tail wags when his lee is having fun.

•EVIL with raspberries. EVIL. RUN.

•He'll rub his face against his lee if he's fond of them (chinning!). He'll do this either while tickling or after tickling.

[anyplaceisparadise]

Geta Headcanons

Geta always has a plan. In fact, he usually has two, three, four plans in the back of his mind. His brain is never not working; he’s always watching, always anticipating his and everyone else’s next move. He’s got it all down, he knows every exit in every room in the palace, he always has his back to the wall, he wears his sturdiest rings just in case he has to lash out. He’s thin, lanky even, but he figures he’s been on the receiving end of enough punches from his father to know how to land one himself.

Every blink, every flick of a finger, every word that comes out just a little bit off, he notices it. He sees how people watch him, but he watches them right back, and he sees it all. Things maybe they don’t even realize they’re doing. But Geta sees it, analyzes it, his mind spinning with reasons for why. Why do the senators fiddle with their robes when he is speaking? Why does Lucilla pause slightly before she answers his questions? Why does Tegula’s lip twitch whenever Geta adjusts his laurels? He’s got a million answers for each question, and not one of those answers makes him feel any better.

Geta doesn’t sleep well. He never has. He has trouble falling asleep and then staying asleep. As an adult, he grinds his teeth so badly he’s had one removed at the back of his mouth. As a child, he’d stare at Caracalla, passed out and snoring, completely oblivious to the world around him. Geta envied him for it. He still does.

Caracalla. It’s not entirely Caracalla’s fault he’s ill, Geta knows that. Geta isn’t even sure Caracalla knows he’s ill most of the time. Geta pities him as much as he loves him. If he thinks about it too much, he feels his throat seizes up and he has to close his eyes. He hasn’t cried in a long time.

Geta layers on the cuffs, stacks his rings, slathers his face with make up. Geta does not always like being himself. The thicker the eye shadow, the more elaborate his robes, the more 'Emperor' he looks, the less he sees himself and the less others can see him too, he thinks. He hopes. He doesn’t always feel that way, not when he is standing in the middle of a room, playing his part, and then something or someone goes off script and he’s left naked and exposed, a fool.

When that happens, Geta broods. He paces, he fiddles with those same rings he layered on for protection. He replays the moments over and over and over and over and over in his head, he can’t stop himself. His stomach burns and he’s found himself on the ground a few times, curled up and sweating, blinking back hot tears and swallowing bile. He’s pulled out hair before, he’s made himself bleed with his own fingernails, and so now he cuts them short.

[cookies-after-dark]

I got an idea...imagine if reader walks in on shadow milk and pure vanilla banging to release the pent up frustration...you would expect reader to freak out...but nope, they see it and go "wait, you guys already reached that base without me? 🥺" cue it turning out to be a misunderstanding where y/n was down for it...all they had to do was speak up about it...cue comfort...and then they both give y/n apology oral lol!

Or if you don't want sweet and want spicy...

Y/n sees them banging...and instead of being sad or walking away, they immediately start stripping like "hey, don't leave me out of a good time~" and cue threesome..threescore...

Or...if ya want even more hilarity-

Y/n sees them fucking and just goes "oh fuck yeah! I've been waiting for this moment" and just strips before throwing themselves on the bed so hard and fast, pure vanilla and shadow milk insist on checking y/n to make sure they didn't break any bones before letting them join in...or something where y/n is just WAY too eager and does something that causes shadow milk and pure vanilla to let out a scream! XD

BTW to let ya know I am 23 so we good!

Or write whichever one or ones you think would be...entertaining! Lol I hope you like them!

Listen these scenarios are so based because of all the different flavors I enjoy PV x Shmilk, every single dynamic you can think of between them has SOME sort of wack factor to it, now all of a sudden just throw the Reader into the already unstable mix and everything immediately explodes.

I would be here for hours if I just. listed every single dynamic I thought was super cool for this ship but this ask (where the Reader is willing and raring to go) is absolutely one of them...... Shadow Milk has been SAAAYIIINNGGGG literally just go talk to them about us, you big yellow idiot!!!!!!

You have three extremely horny cookies who have wanted nothing but to jump each other's bones for such a long while and one of them has razor sharp fangs. Despite PV's best efforts the Reader will be bruised and marked by the time their 8 hour session ends.

For reeeeeal though I'm just thinking about how stunned Pure Vanilla Cookie would be to see that the Reader... wants him? And his partner? Both? At the same time???? Romantically AND sexually?????????????????

That old man is going to have a seizure with how quickly and spontaneously this all happened. Shadow Milk Cookie of course, does not kind one itty bit. But Pure Vanilla Cookie needs some time to adjust to his wildly fluctuating romantic and lustful emotions and also you're just standing there while he still has his dick in his hand. This is the worst best timeline.

(sighs and writes down like 3 more ideas from this. sex goofs headcanons starring PV x Shmilk x Reader will be lots of fun to explore)

[weskerslefthand]

could I please request a curvy/thicc/chubby reader and wesker NFSW headcannons please?

YESSS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

NSFW Wesker x Chubby/Thicc Reader Headcanons

Wesker is obsessed with your softness. He can’t get enough of the way your body feels under his hands—warm, plush, perfect. He finds himself gripping your thighs absentmindedly, running his fingers over your stomach, memorizing every inch of you.

Loves the contrast between your softness and his strength. He enjoys how easily he can pull you against him, how your body molds to his when he holds you. The way you yield to his touch makes him feel even more powerful.

Absolutely lives to worship your body. He doesn’t just tolerate your curves—he adores them. He’ll take his time tracing every dip and swell of your figure with his lips, whispering how perfect you are. “You were made to be touched, to be adored. And I will ensure no one else but me does so.”

Your thighs drive him wild. He grips them possessively, leaves bruises on the inside of them just to remind you who you belong to. Loves to wrap his fingers around them and feel how soft they are against his palms. If you try to close your legs? He clicks his tongue and forces them apart with an amused smirk.

Your stomach? His favorite thing to touch. He loves resting his hand there absentmindedly, rubbing slow circles with his thumb. If you’re insecure about it? That just makes him double down. “Why would you ever hide from me? Every inch of you is mine to admire.” He’ll make sure you know how much he worships your body.

Lingerie? He buys it for you. But not just any lingerie—he picks out pieces that highlight your curves, that hug your body perfectly. He enjoys watching you squirm when he makes you model them for him, his golden eyes dark with desire. “You’ll wear this for me later. And I’ll tear it off you myself.”

Loves pinning you down. Feeling your softness beneath him, knowing you can’t escape his grasp? It drives him mad. He enjoys the contrast between his firm, unyielding grip and your plush, yielding body. He wants to see you gasp when he presses against you, completely at his mercy.

You make him weak in ways he never expected. Wesker isn’t used to being vulnerable, but when he’s buried against you, feeling your warmth, listening to your breath hitch under him—he realizes you have complete power over him, and he hates it. But he can’t stop coming back for more.

Loses control when he’s desperate for you. If he’s been away too long, if he’s had to resist touching you all day, by the time he gets his hands on you, he’s starving. His grip is bruising, his pace relentless—he needs to feel you, to remind himself that you’re his.

Aftercare is possessive and intense. He won’t say he loves you outright, but the way he pulls you into his arms afterward, the way he runs his fingers over the marks he left, the way he holds you just a little too tight—it says everything.

[bvrnesher]

Nsfw/sex headcanons for Leo Valdez?

۶ৎ ─ Leo Valdez ! Nsfw Headcanons

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warnings: sex mention, semipublic mention, and... well a lot of things mentioned

ㅤ୨ৎ —˳ leo valdez ! reader

summary: just leo being leo (but in bedroom. Or... wherever he is?)

 Leo is a tease, through and through. He thrives on making you flustered, whether it’s whispered innuendos, wandering hands under the table, or the way he watches you with that shit-eating grin while you try to keep it together.

His hands are always busy. Whether he's tracing patterns on your thighs, palming at your chest, or gripping your waist while pulling you flush against him, he needs to touch you constantly. Bonus? His fingers are skilled—dexterous from years of working with tiny screws and metal pieces, which means precision when it comes to you.

Leo loves fast, needy, spontaneous sex. He’s not always patient, especially when the tension has been building all day. He’ll grab you, press you against the nearest wall or table, and take what he’s been craving. Quickies in his workshop? A regular occurrence.

He can’t get enough of making out. Leo kisses like he’s starving—messy, deep, all-consuming. His favorite thing? Pulling away just enough to whisper some cocky remark, only to kiss you again before you can roll your eyes at him.

He gets loud. Moans, groans, gasps—he doesn’t hold back. If it feels good, you will know. He’s especially vocal when you ride him, head tilted back, hands gripping your hips like they’re the only thing keeping him grounded.

He’s got stamina, but his energy is chaotic. Leo might not have the godly endurance of some demigods, but what he does have is pure, raw energy. He’ll go until he's breathless, panting against your skin, needing a moment—then he’ll get distracted by the sight of you, grin, and go again.

Leo loves experimenting. Whether it's a new position, a different kind of restraint, or a riskier location, he’s down to try it at least once. He especially loves when you suggest things—seeing that spark of mischief in your eyes turns him on instantly.

He’s obsessed with your reactions. The little gasps, the way your body tenses, the way you whimper when he drags his hands down your spine—he watches for all of it. If he finds something that makes you shudder? Expect him to exploit it relentlessly.

Biting kink? Oh, absolutely. His hands are always working, but so is his mouth. He’ll nip at your jawline, suck bruises into your skin, bite your shoulder when he’s trying to hold back a moan. And if you bite him back? Yeah, you justunlocked something dangerous.

Leo’s stamina is fueled by pure chaos. He’s not an all-night-long guy like some other demigods, but what he lacks in endurance, he more than makes up for in enthusiasm. He goes hard, leaves you breathless, and then—after a short break where he’s grinning like he just won the lottery—goes again.

Riding him is his ultimate weakness. Something about you on top, moving at your own pace, watching the way his lips part as he melts beneath you—yeah, that’s game over. His hands will never leave your hips, and if you really want to break him, just grab his wrists and pin them down.

He’s a sucker for eye contact. Whether he’s got you beneath him, pressed against a workbench in his shop, or on your knees in front of him—if you look up at him through heavy-lidded eyes? Yeah, you own him.

Overstimulation wrecks him. You’d think he’d be the one torturing you, but if you keep going after he’s already come once? Yeah, he’ll be whimpering in your arms, gripping the sheets, pleading in a way that makes your stomach tighten.

Messy. Just... messy. He’s not polished, he’s not controlled—he loses himself in the moment, hands roaming, mouths clashing, hair sticking to his forehead. He loves when things get desperate and sloppy, when neither of you can think beyond the need to just have each other.

Post-sex Leo is so clingy. He’ll curl up behind you, pressing sleepy kisses to your neck, hands still tracing absentminded circles on your stomach. He’ll mumble about how hot you are, how you completely ruined him, how he’s definitely not moving for at least an hour.

He’s always down for round two (or three, or four). Give him five minutes, maybe a sip of water, and the second you so much as look at him the right way? He’s on you again, grinning like he just got the best idea in the world.

 Aftercare with Leo is sweet and playful. He’s all about lazy cuddles, tracing shapes on your skin, and pressing slow, lazy kisses against your temple. Expect dumb jokes, goofy grins, and him whispering about how hot you looked before he drifts off to sleep.

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