#( headcanon ;; )

[eclips-moon]

The Batboys being clingy headcanon:

Including Duke and Bruce <3

Hope you guys like it!

Tim Drake Tim’s clinginess is low-key, but it’s also constant. He’s the type to text you “What’s up? I miss you <3” while you’re just sitting 5 feet away from him. If you so much as stand up to go get a snack, he’s immediately there, like, “Where are you going? Don’t leave me.” He’ll lean against you, his hand finding yours without him even realizing it. When you're watching TV or reading, he’s definitely leaning into your side, trying to get as close as possible without being too obvious. But if you move to shift positions? Nope, he’s following you. He’ll slip his arm around your waist, all like, “Don’t think I didn’t notice that.” He’s not a big PDA guy, but when it’s just the two of you? Prepare for cuddles, hand-holding, and small, random kisses. He’s gotta be touching you constantly.

Jason Todd Jason is obsessive, no doubt. He’s that partner who’ll try to act like he’s tough and independent, but the moment you show him any kind of affection, he’s all over you. Like, you can’t just hug him. No. He’ll climb into your lap and basically trap you there, rubbing his face into your neck like a cat. He’s gonna constantly ask for kisses, too, but not just little pecks—he wants full-on, deep kisses where he can pull you close and remind you that you’re his. If you’re doing something, like, working or even hanging out with friends, he’ll try to drag you away, be like, “Hey, come hang out with me, stop ignoring me for two seconds.” He’s possessive, but in the cutest way, constantly needing your attention. If you even talk to another person for too long, he’ll give them side-eye and pull you back to him like, “You good? You’re not gonna leave me for some random guy, are you?” He’s also the type to cling to you in bed, hogging the covers and curling up like a human koala.

Dick Grayson Dick’s clingy energy is pure gold. He’s the most affectionate of the bunch and doesn’t shy away from public displays of love. He loves hugging you from behind, nuzzling into your neck, and just randomly planting kisses all over your face. He’ll text you “miss you <3” every few hours when you’re apart, and when you’re together? It’s all about touch. He’s sitting on your lap, or leaning on your shoulder, or pulling you into his chest just because he needs to be close to you. If you’re watching a movie, he’s definitely going to have his head in your lap, just to be as close to you as humanly possible. He gets giddy when he gets attention from you, too. You could be playing with his hair, and he’ll melt. He’ll whine like, “I’m not clingy, you’re clingy. But also, I love it. So don’t stop.” Honestly, Dick doesn’t care if he’s acting like a bit of a puppy—he’s obsessed with you, and he makes sure you know it.

Damian Wayne Damian’s clingy moments are hilariously dramatic. He might start out cold, acting like he doesn’t need anyone, but as soon as you show him any affection? He’s all in. He’ll randomly grab your hand and hold it like it’s the most important thing in the world. If you try to walk away from him for whatever reason, he’ll growl and pull you back in, like, “Where are you going? You’re staying right here.” He has this whole vibe of “I don’t need anyone else, just you”, so if you’re talking to someone else or looking away from him for too long, he’ll wrap his arm around your waist and be like, “I don’t think you should be talking to them. They might steal you away from me.” In bed? He’s a hug monster, wrapping his arms around you like he’s never letting you go. He’s all about the intimacy, though—when it’s just the two of you, he’ll be soft and surprisingly vulnerable, making sure you know that he needs you more than he lets on.

Duke Thomas Duke is lowkey super clingy, but in the way that’s goofy and endearing. He loves to follow you around, like, just wherever you go, he’s tagging along. You’re going to the kitchen? He’s there. To grab something from the laundry room? He’s there. If you sit down, he’s sitting on the floor next to you, asking if you want to “cuddle and watch dumb shows together.” He’s always finding excuses to touch you—like, his hand will just casually rest on your knee or he’ll come up behind you and play with your hair. And if you don’t give him attention? He’ll pout, even if he’s trying to play it off, like, “Aren’t you gonna give me a kiss? C’mon, don’t leave me hanging.” He’s the type who’ll give you a silly smile, lean in for a kiss, and then pull you into a full-on hug like, “Don’t go. I’m not done with you yet.” He’s all about the hugs, especially after a long day. You’ll be just chilling, and suddenly he’s like, “Hug time, right? Let me get one.”

Bruce Wayne Now, Bruce is not the type to openly admit he’s clingy. He’s still the stoic, brooding billionaire who’s been through a lot, but when it’s just the two of you? He’s softer than anyone expects. He’ll always make sure you’re physically close—his hand on your lower back, your legs touching when you sit next to him, and if he’s standing near you, his hand will casually rest on your arm. When you’re working late or doing something serious, Bruce will occasionally pull you away for a few minutes just to kiss you or hold you close. He’s not great at asking for attention, but when he’s feeling clingy, he’ll show you through little gestures. You’ll find him just sitting beside you in silence, just content to be in your presence. He’s a man of few words, but when he’s clingy, it’s all about the touch—the way he holds your hand, how he presses his shoulder to yours, and how he’ll insist on driving you home or waiting up for you, just to make sure you’re safe.

[katesfatcat]

Agatha thinking that baby Nicky always sleeps through the night but really Rio just comes to take care of him any time he cries so Agatha can rest

[humblefryingpan]

"the actor said this" Okay and I didn't agree, what's your point?

[stayasleepanddream]

Headcanon that Athena mentions her "friend" to Telemachus every time she has the chance and Telemachus, being this curious boy always wanting to hear stories, always encourages her to do so.

Then one day, Telemachus being bored as hell and probably got into another fight with the suitors, goes up to Athena and asks her if her friend ever did something stupid

And Athena just. Jumps to tell all the bullshit Odysseus got into. It's like a therapy session to talk about how dumb he can be. And Telemachus eats it all up

Fast forward to when Ody comes back home and Athena just hangs around sometimes. Telemachus, again, bored goes to ask Athena about stories of her friend and the shit he did. And Athena freezes up. Odysseus gets curious, and jealous, cause he never knew about a friend, and asks his son.

The mix of pure horror on his face when he discovers his son knows all the stupid shit he did in his youth, and the joy of Athena calling him her friend and talking about it goes entirely unnoticed by his son.

Athena meanwhile is dying inside.

Penelope is cackling

[riddlesgrl]

thinking about… ୨୧

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would be an amazing boyfriend to you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would give you 24/7 princess treatment. carrying your books for you to class and whatever else you had in your hands. he wouldn’t ever make you lift a finger.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would buy you whatever your heart desires. even if you didn’t ask for anything, he’s making sure to spoil you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would study with you any night you ask. he’s quite studious and he doesn’t mind making sure you’re on top of your work.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would be completely and utterly obsessed with you. staring off into space as you tell him about your day. he’s always admiring your beautiful face when you’re talking to him.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who wouldn’t mind when you kiss him with your lip gloss on.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would always be touching you. it wouldn’t matter where you are, he’s touching you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who has a playlist dedicated to you. he adds any songs to it that reminds him of you. ugh, he’d love you downnn.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would try to change his ways for you. he wouldn’t mind being the best version of himself for you.

𝑚𝑎𝘵𝘵ℎ𝑒𝘰 who would compliment you all day, every day. there’s no such thing as too many “You’re so beautiful”s for him.

masterlist. ♡ blurb.

[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.

[fuck-you-too-world]

Yep, that checks out

The only acceptable trans Tim headcanon would be Tim introducing himself to the batfam as a boy from the get-go with such confidence that no one questions him. Then, his first solo case as Robin is investigating the disappearance of Jack and Janet Drake's "daughter," so he pretends to have a twin sister by forging a bunch of documents and photoshopping family pictures. He then fabricates evidence of her death, committing multiple crimes in the process, and holds a fake funeral at the end. Because if his previous name is dead to him, he's gonna kill it the Tim Drake way

[dark-konohagakure2]

Fugaku Uchiha mistakes his daughter for his wife and ravages her pussy without shame.

tw: incest, father/daughter, accidental incest, noncon, drunk sex, abuse, cheating, somnophilia, manipulation

All characters depicted are 18+

Fugaku is a very busy man, being the head of the Uchiha Clan, a husband, and a father of three, it can get very stressful, and while he's usually able to take it in stride, even he can get stressed out a times, to the point where he could really use a drink to take the edge off. He only really drinks when Mikoto is out of the house, he doesn't want his beloved wife to worry about him after all. Fugaku was only planning on sharing a few drinks with the police force, but one thing leads to another, and now he's coming home drunk in the dead of night.

He isn't terribly disoriented, but the liquor has made his mind a bit hazy, making it difficult to see, especially in the dark house, not only that, but the effects of the alcohol have gone straight to Fugaku's cock, leaving him with a leaking hard on that only his wife can fix. He knows how understanding and eager to please him Mikoto is, so he'll drunkenly look for her before quickly finding her. Fugaku's befuddled mind doesn't question why she looks a bit shorter, or why she's in their daughters bed.

Being drunk off his ass, Fugaku isn't really thinking straight, instead letting the head between his legs do all the thinking for him, a rare moment of irresponsibility for the clan head as he clumsily sheds his pants, just barely able to line up with the correct hole before thrusting into his 'wife' with a moan. All is well at the beginning, he's feeling relief for the first time in weeks, but he pauses for a moment upon realizing that it's not his wife he's fucking, it's his daughter.

If Fugaku was sober, he might consider stopping, but he's not in a sober state of mind, the only thing on his mind right now is getting off after such a stressful week, and if his wife isn't available, his daughter is the next best thing. She's old enough to get fucked, and inbreeding isn't very frowned upon in any of the major clans, so Fugaku feels no shame about what he's doing.

"Fuck... My mistake... you just look so much like your mother that I thought you were here... You're just as beautiful as her... and even tighter than she is..."

He's now completely aware that he's fucking his own daughter, but he's either too drunk or too horny to care. Fugaku has been needing this release for ages now, so surely his girl can be a good girl for her daddy and take whatever he dishes out, for his sake. He'll also cover her mouth with his hand as he's ravaging her pussy, he doesn't want her brothers hearing what he's doing to her, or gods forbid her mother walks in.

Fugaku is usually a precise and coordinated man, but all of that goes out the window when hes inebriated, his hips are shaky and sloppy as he pounds her into the mattress, his moans slurred while he practically drools over him. He's still able to maintain a small modicum of his usual strict personality despite his intoxication, reprimanding her if she struggles too much or makes too much noise.

The alcohol will loosen his lips somewhat, making Fugaku much more talkative than usual, although his words are slurred and just hardly legible, he'll switch between praising and degrading his daughter as he's recklessly pounding her tight cunt, letting her know how good her pussy feels compared to Mikoto's and how badly her daddy needed some pussy after the week he's been having.

He won't pay much mind to where he finishes, if he cums inside of or onto her body is of little concern. His main priority is getting to cum, and where he does it is of no consequence to him. In a moment of post orgasm clarity, Fugaku will have enough clarity to give her a demand before leaving her be for the night.

"That's my girl... Always so eager to please her daddy... Now don't tell your mother about any of this... We don't want to cause even more problems for the clan now do we..?"

Mikoto is going to start wondering why her husband has been so distant with her lately, rarely getting intimate with her anymore. Fugaku will assure his dear wife that their clan needs him now more than ever and that he's been too busy working on creating a better future for all of them, when in reality the true reason is that he's found a much tighter hole to stick his cock in every night.

[morcez]

Thinking about bf!choso who loves seeing you get ready.

He loves seeing you perfectly bent over the sink, face practically touching the mirror doing your makeup. He loves the scent of your signature perfume that you spray on your wrists and neck. He loves the way your dress hugs every curve on your body. And godddd does he love it when you ask him for help. "Baby, can you put this bow in my hair?" It's such a simple request, yet he feels like his heart is going to explode. His big hands loop the delicate, pretty ribbon in every which way. fixing it tightly in your hair. It wasn't easy, like a puzzle, every movement counts, but it's rewarding once you do it right. His reward is seeing his beautiful girl decorated like a glimmering Christmas tree. "Such a pretty little thing."

He's so mesmerized by your beauty, that he almost forgets that your leaving. Greeted with confusion when you're smothering his face in kisses, chanting 'goodbye's and 'iloveyou's. He takes in a big whiff of your scent hoping to memorize the smell for the entire night you're gone. He hates the idea that anyone else can see his pretty princess, but you know what they say, sharing is caring. He stands in awe seeing your body perfectly sway in movement with your dress as you walk towards the door.

he hates to see you leave, but loves to watch you go

this is actually ass idk how long imma leave this up

[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”

[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.

[memariaaa]

new dress! <3 🖤

[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?

[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

[cheekyboybeth]

barty and pandora both have the same vocal stim that bothers the shit out of regulus

evan deals with it every day if his life, so he’s used to it. and dorcas just blocks them out when they do it

it’s a high pitched, quick screech, and they do it when they’re very excited or getting really overstimulated (not in the good way)