#Let's see how it goes weeee

[sleepwalkersqueen]

NEW FEAR OF YOU CONTENT AHH

Not even written by me! @dahvampire wrote an entire fanfiction for Fear of you, check it out!! <3

Pretty much this dynamic:

[joyfuladorable]

Self-indulgent Rise KH AU but sorikai is caprisun UwU

The roles I have down so far:

Splinter = Mickey

Draxum = Maleficent

Shredder = Ansem

And the boys are fighting to the death for the roles of Donald and Goofy, but I might just make them like rotating party members for April

Other than that, this isn't really planned out, lol. Mostly just wanna have fun drawing KH scenes with the rottmnt scrunklies ^w^. Haven't even decided if keyblades will be a thing or if I'll just focus on the mystic aspect of rottmnt with KH elements. I do know that instead of worlds, it's all different dimensions with the rottmnt secondary/tertiary cast spread out between them. Also, just imagine KH1 Final Boss Ansem ship but it's the Shredder attached to the Kraang Technodrome.

[joekeeryswife]

Weeee I’m here to send you a request!

So imagine Eddie as a sort of Rockstar Dad in a similar vein to Ozzy Osbourne, where he’s doing an interview or something and just casually had his and Reader’s baby on his lap and goes “let’s hope [Baby’s Name] doesn’t puke on me again!” And just Eddie being so soft with his kids and balancing work with his home life 🥹

Dad duties - e.m

hey my gorgeous angels! i’m sobbing 🥹 reading these dad! requests always melt my heart omg. this is adorable. i just know rockstardad!eddie would just adore his babies so much omg. set in 1995! anyway, i hope this is okay! enjoy reading 🩷 ⚠️reader is a model and is 24, Eddie is 29⚠️

taglist (feel free to add yourselves🩷) : @eddieamoremio @theshireisonfire @thankingjoe @livsters @sadbitchfangirl @hellfire1986baby @ladyapplejackdnd @alexxavicry @juleshadalittlelamb @hollandweather @lovurry @bibieddiesgf @plk-18 @m-rae23 @sheisjoeschateau @hargrovesswifee (if there’s a line through your name i can’t tag you, make sure your tags are on!! x)

he was in the interview chair with baby Rowan sat on his lap, chewing on her small fist as she looked around the large room. the last time she had been in an interview with him was four months ago, it was very rare that she was with Eddie whilst he was working but today you had to see your manager for a meeting about an upcoming runway show and he had insisted on taking her with him.

Corroded coffin had released a new album which had sold out in minutes, it was incredible how much fame the boys had gotten over the past few years. they had also announced a new tour after their album was released which meant Eddie and the rest of the boys had to do quite a lot of press. he loved being with Rowan, she was just so perfect and he hated being away from her so bringing her to this interview was a must for him.

she was such a character, her little personality just starting to shine through as she grew older and he loved it. the interviewer sat down opposite him, giving Rowan a little wave and a smile before she checked through her queue cards, making sure they were all correct and in order.

"let's hope she doesn't throw up on me this time" he joked to Gareth who was sat next to him who laughed and nodded his head. when she was with him last time she had thrown up all over him just before the interview ended and now that he looked back on it, it was hilarious, but at the time he was not pleased that he had sick all over him.

"i hope she does, it'll be so funny" Gareth looked at Rowan who had been cooing at nothing. Eddie adjusted her in his lap so she was sat sideways. she looked up at Eddie and smiled widely, fist still in her mouth but he could see her two small baby teeth popping through. he bent down, his hair falling all over her face making her giggle and scrunch up her face. he laughed and gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before sitting up straight and focusing on the interviewer.

"i see we've been joined by another rockstar" the interviewer joked and Eddie only laughed and nodded. "she is a rockstar, better than me and i've been one for years" Rowan cooed loudly and looked up at her dad, Eddie looked down and smiled at his baby girl. "i didn't realise how much she looks like y/n, from what i've seen she pulls a few faces and they look a bit like you but she just looks so much like her mum" 

"i think the only things she got from me was my eyes and hair, everything else is her mama. i mean i'm not complaining, she's beautiful. even some of the faces she pulls it’s like i’m looking right at y/n, i know it’s because y/n’s her mum but i didn’t expect Rowan to be exactly like her." both Gareth and the interviewer nodded agreeing with what Eddie had said. you were beautiful, considered one of the most beautiful women in then world and Eddie, a "freak" from a small town had not only been able to get on a date with you, but marry you and have a kid.

“what does y/n think of the new album? i know she’s quite invested in your work” Eddie adjusted Rowan on his lap and nodded agreeing. “she’s very invested, always helping out which i’m very grateful for, i think y/n has a good ear for music, she knows what sounds perfect that’s why the album is so good. i mean she doesn’t typically listen to rock music but she always says whatever we make she loves and i think this album is her favourite one so far”

“what do you think fans will love most about this album and what’s different about it compared to your other ones” this time Gareth answered leaving Eddie to focus on a babbling Rowan. “i think there’s a lot more thought in this album and a lot more meaning, not to say we weren’t focusing on the other ones but this one is just different, i think the band agrees that this is definitely our favourite album so far”

“your fans seem to think so as well, everyone has been raving about it. i’ve even listened to it myself and i’ve gotta say it’s incredible” both boys thanked her, it was nice to hear positive feedback from something they worked so hard on. “this isn’t related to the album but the two of you have families, are they going to come on the tour with you? i mean Eddie you’re a dad now will Rowan come watch one of your shows?” you and Eddie had been talking about this since the idea of a tour came about, you wanted to be there and let Rowan watch her dad on stage even though she was only seven months old it was Eddie’s dream for his family to be with him at his shows.

“it was a hard decision because she’s only seven months but it’s important to me for them to be there so we decided they’ll both come to a few shows here and there, Rowan can’t come to them all because-” Eddie was cut off by small coos and babbles coming from Rowan “dadadada” she said grabbing ahold of his hair and tugging it harshly.

“ouch honey, no pulling please” Eddie was still trying to get used to her pulling his hair, even though Eddie was 100% Rowan’s favourite parent (the little girl loved you so much it but it was obvious Eddie was the favourite) she still loved to hurt him, obviously she didn’t know what she was doing (or maybe she did) and her small hands pulled his hair in a way it burned his scalp.

“dadada” Rowan babbled which made his heart swell, even if she was inflicting pain on him he couldn’t get mad at the adorable little girl. the interviewer and Gareth laughed at Rowan and Eddie. he nodded and smiled, luckily he got his finger in between Rowans fingers and his hair. “i know sweetheart but no hair pulling for now please, daddy’s working” he unwrapped her hand from his hair.

his attention then went back onto the interviewer, Rowans hand was now wrapped around Eddie’s finger, chewing on it but Eddie didn’t care. it wasn’t hurting him and it was distracting her from his hair so it was a win win situation. “sorry about that, because obviously she’s still a baby and the music is very loud, she’d be wearing ear protection but it’s still quite loud so if she was at a show every night it would really affect her hearing”

the interviewer nodded and looked down at a distracted Rowan who was now more focused on looking at Eddie’s finger then chewing on it. “don’t apologise, i just have to say you’re a really good dad. Rowan is really well behaved” Eddie nodded and smiled “yeah she is”

a few days after the interview aired, the clips of Eddie being a dad went viral and Rowan was a hit, everyone loved her. newspapers which focused on celebrities and music had photos of Eddie and Rowan all over them and if Eddie was being completely honest the footage and pictures of baby Rowan were adorable and he would definitely be bringing Rowan to a lot more of his interviews.

[tragicvampireromanceisland]

some snippets from the current joyness fic i've been hammering away at 🤭!! i'm expecting the entire thing to clock in between 16 to 18k words so i am sharing just a few bits on account of I Am Impatient. chose ones that are probably the easiest to read out of context lol. alt text under the cut 👍🏾

Snippet 1:

"Well, I just...I was thinking...Joy, do we even deserve to go to Dream Productions?"

Joy's smile shrinks a bit at that. Oh. She didn't like Dream Productions? Well—given how many night shifts they'd shared together (Yep! Anxiety had said. According to the numbers, Sadness only ever shares Dream Duty with you. Uhh...what did you need this for again, Joy?), she figured Sadness would be just as excited...well, maybe everyone else complaining just got to her or something, that's fine, Joy could fix that—

"—Aw, Sadness, look—I promise the vibe's gonna change as soon as we get there! Sure, everyone's been a little crabby, but the car's just a little crammed and the road's just a liiittle bumpy from all the new puberty construction projects—they just need that to wear off a bit! Pluuus, the song's already been helping a lot—here, do you wanna sing along? Eighty-three mem—"

"—No, Joy, like...do we deserve it?"­­

And when Joy frowns at her, confused, she places her hand on top of the one Joy's been restlessly drumming against the seat this whole ride, and goes

"Us?"

Now it's Joy's turn for her face to heat up, apparently. "Wha—" she chokes on that, then shakes her head. "Uh." She looks down at their hands. "Haah?"

Wait—did Sadness actually find out why Joy chose Dream Productions? Well, other than the whole spiel of Yeah, sorry, guys, I did call Imagination Land, and yeah, turns out they're just not letting any visitors in right now—which, aghhh, dagnabit, you know? I'm just as heartbroken as you are that we can't see— eugh—Mount Crushmore, but make do with what you can, right?

"Oh! Uh—welll," she tries again, hoping to play it smooth, "why wouldn't...weeee?" she stretches the word out and winks.

"Um." Sadness just stares blankly back at her. "Well, 'cause we made such a mess last time..."

Snippet 2:

"Whaaat? It's not like I need some big plan! It's—come on, it's Sadness! I spend a lot of time with her already! And besides, it's not like I haven't been patient so far! Like—I know she likes me! She just gets real shy about it! And, well—heheheh, iiiit's kinda cute, you know—? But—" she shakes her head, cheeks growing hot as Disgust raises an eyebrow at that. —Anyways, she just...needs the right moment to be comfortable with it! You know?"

When Disgust frowns this time as she considers that, it looks a bit less judgy than usual. Well—sure, it's still kind of judgy—come on, it's Disgust—but she looks more confused than anything.

"Uhhh, what, so you're telling me that you're—" she points at Joy for emphasis, "—being patient?"And then her face twists into a smirk again."Joy, it’s been months since you told me something was up. I've never seen you be this patient about anything in your life."

"Wha—not true!" Joy shoots back, even though she knows Disgust is just riling her up on purpose at this point. As much as Joy loved teasing her (come on, easy target. All Joy had to do was mention broccoli or boogers and s­he'd all but completely lose it), she was always the one emotion who'd actually, on rare occasions, tease Joy back. And she always managed to say just the right things to get under Joy's skin when she did. Which—well, she guesses it's sweet or something, that they're good enough friends for Disgust to do that, but excuse her if it's a bit hard to get fond over that while her good friend is busy snickering at her.

"Ugh. Whatever," she grumbles. And that only seems to fuel Disgust's satisfaction further, so Joy shakes her head and goes back to smiling. "Okay, fine, yeah! Maybe I'm being a little bit more patient than usual. But that's 'cause Sadness...needs that, you know? And besides, all that dancing around each other's gonna end tonight! Wiiith all of this!" Joy spreads her arms out. "A little change of setting, something special! And, well, considering we're probably the only two out of any of us who actually like Dream Duty, I obviously chose the right place—"

"—So you did lie to us about Imagination Land."

"Uh—" Joy stops short, then chuckles nervously. "Welllll, I know how much you love keeping secrets, so maybeee if you just kept that fun little one between you and me—"

Snippet 3:

Joy reaches back to yank Sadness right up to the front of the door with her. She manages to peer in and catch a glimpse of the rest of her friends watching one of the sets get dressed—but then she gets the door slammed shut on her. She groans.

"Okay, but—there's no way that we're banned! Everyone else got in just fine!"

"Well, frankly, I don't know who thought it was okay for them to get a tour, either. Serves me right for letting the new hires work the call desks. You emotions just think you're all that, huh?" Joy blinks, bewildered, as the Mind Worker jabs a finger at her chest and narrows her eyes. "That orange one's already on thin ice. The sheer level of entitlement to give me her stupid notebook about how she thinks I should run my studio—and now she's trying to spread those pages around to everyone else in there like it's some manifesto—"

"—Ahhh, yeah—Anxiety's...Anxiety's like that," Joy mutters, "buuuut just let us in, and we'll fix that right up!"

Joy winks at Sadness and splits into a grin as the Mind Worker smiles back at the both of them—and then it falters halfway through as she hears the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"Ohh, sure, right away! Since you two are so great at fixing things, huh? Yep, okay—lemme just pop right over to Administration and toss out your charges for trespassing, disorderly conduct, breaking and entering, destruction of studio property, deliberate dream interference, unlawful release of Subconscious wildlife, and reckless endangerment by clown!" She gulps in a breath of air after running through all of those at once and then scowls. "That last one's new, you know—we had to come up with an entirely new charge just because you two decided to screw up in a way no one's ever screwed up before!"

Joy winces as she feels Sadness shuffle to hide behind her and whimper. She's not taking too kindly to being yelled at. Joy grimaces.

"Umm, so what you're basically saying iiiis, we're special?"

"Out."

Snippet 4:

The world doesn't quite fade away this time; Joy's still painfully aware of the unintelligible chatter flooding through the halls, the bitter smell of coffee wafting past as drink trays get rushed back and forth. The way the crate is leaned up against the wall, the dream posters look like they're looming right over them when Joy looks up, gigantic and skewed. And when she feels Sadness rest her hand lightly on her arm, Joy feels both giddy and a little smug. Of course this was working! All Sadness needed was a little push—Disgust should've never doubted her. So Joy smiles to herself—then smiles down at Sadness, leans in, and—

"Oh, Joy, this is so sad..."

Joy reels back as Sadness pats her on the arm. "Uh. What?"

"Well, all the dreams are changing..." She sighs and looks back at the wall. The red light from the COMING SOON sign flashing right above the newer posters seems to find its way down to them, somehow. Joy watches as it glints against Sadness' glasses. "And they've torn down your favorite one already..."

Joy slumps a little at that and sighs. Leave it to Sadness to find a problem that wasn't even hers to get miserable over. She rolls her eyes as she nudges Sadness on the shoulder.

"Alright, maybe it's a bit of a bummer, but so what? Pfff, it's not like you liked Fairy Dream Adventure that much," she says with a snort. "You don't have to cry about it."

Sadness rubs at her eyes, the beginnings of her tears falling down her cheeks. "But...but you did...and you cared about it, so...so, if you care about it, then I care about it, and if it makes you sad, it makes me sad..."

"O—Oh," Joy says softly, heat flooding her face. She actually has to look away for a minute at that, stare down at her feet dangling over the crate's edge. Leave it to Sadness to just say the sweetest thing in the world to her like it's nothing.

[ladylooch]

Oh can we see Timo and Emma's first time after the twins? Xx

It takes her a while to want Timo in that way again but it's oh so fluffy when she does

A/N: Let’s start active NHL Player AU day off with a bang, shall we?? 🤭

Word Count: 2.2k

Read more Timo and Emma here.

“Weeee!” Emma cheers loudly at the twins as she stands above them, snapping away for their four month picture.

For each of their babies, Em has diligently committed to taking a picture a month until their first birthday. She wants to remember every moment these babies were so tiny. Time is a thief of both memory and the childhoods of her children. This way, she will be able to flip through each of their books and reminisce on their milestones from the month. This month, both the twins have smiled, started to make noises back when they are spoken too, and have finally embraced tummy time.

“Baby, Hannah is here. You almost ready?” Timo pops in to the doorway. Emma looks over her shoulder at him, grinning at how gorgeous he looks. He is dressed in designer everything, but looks as fancy and understated as he aways does while he straps on his equally expensive watch. Her eyes linger on his wedding band, then she nods. 

“Yes, I’m ready.” 

Nico and Lexi are hosting a team party at their place just because. It’s been a long season and the team needs to let off some steam together. Emma helped Lexi plan everything from the decor, to the fun drinks, to the adults-only guest list. Emma may have pushed a littler harder for that than she would have in years past, but she really needs a break from her babies. Instead the Hischier girls and Meier babies are all collected at Timo and Emma’s with two nannies to look after them all.

Timo helps Emma up off the floor, taking her in while holding on to her left hand. She wears a tight fitting bodice top with flowy, see-through black sleeves. The material helps suck in the parts of her that are still a little loose while giving her heavy breasts the support they need tonight. On her feet are black, high-heeled boots that Timo picked up from Dior “just because”. 

“Those jeans painted on?” He asks, moving his big hands around to grip her ass heartily in each hand. He leans down, nipping at her ear lob around his expensive diamond earring. When his teeth connect with her skin, Emma moans. It’s been so long since they have had each other. But anticipation floats in the air tonight. She feels ready both physically and emotionally. 

“Pre-twin jeans too.”

“Oooo, baby look at you!” Timo grins. He grabs her hand, making her twirl. “You look great. You always do.” Emma’s cheeks blush at the compliment. Timo wouldn’t lie to her about that. He takes fashion too seriously to fib. “Let’s go.” He murmurs to her, kissing her lips delicately, careful of her fresh lipstick. 

They each settle a twin in their respective sleep sacks, then put them into their cribs. The boys should be satisfied enough to fall asleep as is, but they know Hannah will check on them after they head out for the night. After quick goodbyes to their nieces, and smooches for their older babies, they head out, ready to walk down to the Hischiers, hand in hand. Several Devils players and their partners are already there. Emma and Timo immediately go to Lexi and Nico, announcing their presence. Emma asks if Lexi needs any help and, surprisingly, Lexi shoos her away.

“I am getting better at this hosting thing.” She poses dramatically with a tray of veggies and dip.

“You are.” Emma cheers her with a glass of wine. She gives her brother a quick smooch on the cheek, then goes to find where her husband wandered off to. He is with Jonas Siegenthaler and his wife, Heidi. 

“Emma! It is so good to see you! I’ve been thinking of you.” Heidi greets her in Swiss German. Because of her high risk pregnancy and having newborns in the height of cold and flu season, Emma has been missing from all Devils games so far this season. She has missed the camaraderie of the girls more than she expected.

“Hey! That is so sweet! It’s great seeing you too. I feel like we are finally coming out of our newborn haze here.” Emma murmurs, giving her a hug. After she steps back, Timo hooks a finger into the belt loop of her jeans. He eases her back into him, letting her straddle his thigh where he is sitting on a barstool. Emma places her hand on the outside of his thigh. His fingers come to hers, folding them together there.

As Heidi talks to Emma, he leans forward and kisses Emma’s shoulder over her shirt. She can feel the slight dampness of his lips through her sheer sleeve. Goosebumps break out on Emma’s body and they don’t leave for hours. Not when her husband cannot keep his fingers off her body. They stroke and rube and press into her skin until she has worked her bottom lip into a puffy, swollen mess. 

After grabbing another drink for her, Timo’s fingers go for another pass along her left hip. Emma can feel the flutter of her inner muscles. She presses her butt back into his lap, feeling the slight swell there. She looks over her shoulder at him. They don’t need to say anything to each other. He smirks slightly at her, then Emma pushes away, excusing herself to go to the bathroom. While everyone has been using the powder room on the main level, Emma goes downstairs to the guest bedroom that only is used by her and Nico’s parents. Her heartbeat dances wildling in her chest. She swallows, hearing Timo’s footsteps coming down the stairs. She turns as he walks into the room. He closes the door quietly then leans against it. 

“Come here, pretty girl.” He murmurs, taking her in with adoring eyes.

 Emma nibbles her bottom lip again, sighing as she flies towards her husband. He takes her into his arms, mouthes connecting immediately. They kiss, hot fiery laps of each other’s tongues as the need they haven’t expressed for each other in so long collapses in on them. It’s been so many months,Emma can’t even count them right now, not when Timo’s mouth feels this incredible on hers. 

“You’re okay with this?” He asks, pulling away, looking deep into her eyes.

“Yeah. I need you, T. So bad.” Timo sighs, then smiles affectionately at his wife.

“Was worried you didn’t anymore.” He admits. 

“It’s me, not you.” She assures.

“I know, babe.” He kisses her until she is quiet again. “We don’t need to talk about all of that right now. Just promise me you’re good and we can go.”

“I’m good. I really want this. I’m ready.” He lifts her by the back of her thighs, then lays her down on the guest bed. 

With each line of freshly exposed skin, they rub their hands over each other. Emma traces the lines of the muscle groups in his upper body, spending extra time on his abdomen before she gets to the waistband of his jeans. She is topless, shirt long abandoned as Timo kisses along her breasts. He works his way down her stomach. Emma hesitates as he kisses over every stretch mark, old and new, from giving them their babies. 

“I love you, Em.” He reminds her. “Every part of you. Thank you.” He lifts his gaze, making sure she is hearing and believing him. She nods. He undoes her jeans, helping her peel them off until she is left only in her panties. Timo’s hands practically shake as he takes them off next. Finally getting to have this part of her again has him close already. “I’m not gonna last long.” He admits to her. “Gonna have to get you close before we go.” 

Timo kneels down on the carpet and slowly builds her up. His mouth presses soft kisses along her folds, encouraging her to relax into the bed and the feeling of his lips. Emma’s legs spread wider. Timo pins her thighs down like that, exposing her folds fully to him. Then he slurps her up like melting ice cream. Emma shudders under his tongue. Timo strokes her clit like embracing a familiar friend. His lips create a vacuum, sucking her throbbing bud up and into his mouth so he can take in every part of her. Emma hisses, arching up, losing track of where they are with each movement of his lips on her. 

“Oh, right there. Oooooh my god.” Emma sighs.

She brings her arm up to her lips, sucking her flesh into her mouth to stifle her moans. A single finger plunges into her entrance, testing her. Then a second one slides in, encouraging her to gently stretch for him. His fingers curl up as he sucks hard, then weaves his tongue over her clit. Emma lifts slightly off the bed, then collapses back down as she comes hard on his lips. Her heavy moans and pants fill the room. Timo grins against her inner thigh. Then, he stands between her spread legs. She reaches for his thigh, helping him shove everything down until his hard cock springs free.

“Right in, baby.” He warns her, then strokes his red, weeping head through her folds once, gathering her orgasm on his tip before plunging in.

“Oh!” Emma sighs, ecstasy obvious in her tone and the way she pulls him deeper. Timo groans as her walls tighten around him. He leans his weight over her, thrusting gently in and out of her, getting her used to him again. She’s so wet- her pussy laps at his cock with each pump. 

“Baby.” He sighs. One hand gathers her waist in his strong arm, up off the bed, as he fucks deeper into her. His other hand goes to hers, lacing their fingers together. Their foreheads stay connected, hot breaths melding together as Timo fucks his wife for the first time since they completed their family. “You feel so good, Em. My perfect girl. I love you so much. Thank you for this.” He moans against her mouth. He is close, so is she.

“Make me cum, T. Please. Again.” Her free hand goes to his back, clawing down between his shoulder blades as he angles deeper, adjusts her hips and fucking her into the mattress. He releases her hand, bringing his thumb to her clit and rolling it in tight circles. “Baby.” She grits her teeth. “Don’t stop. So good. Please, please, uh!” She throws her hand over her mouth and yells into it. The grip of her orgasm strips Timo of his own. 

“Fuck!” He moans, plunging all the way in as he fills her full of him. His nose traces her neck. Then he begins to press soft kisses into her flushed skin. He wants to mark her up, leave purple marks for her to cover tomorrow morning. That wasn’t even close to enough. It barely soothed the burning ache in his cock for her. But this isn’t about him. As always, it’s about her. “Are you okay?” He asks, pulling away to see her face. Her eyes are closed, mouth open to suck in staccato breaths. 

“Mhm.” She finally responds, then inhales deeply. He gently pulls out of her, watching her wince a bit. He rubs her hips through it. “I’m okay.” She repeats when she sees his concern. “Actually, I’m really great.” She laughs. “Nothing two orgasms couldn’t fix.” He chuckles. 

“I can do that for you whenever. Wherever too.” He gestures to the room in a house that is not theirs. 

“We should wash the sheets.” Emma murmurs. “Mom and dad are coming next week…” 

“Emma.” Timo laughs as he falls next to her on the bed. His big frame falling shakes the bed. 

“I can’t help it. I think of these things now cause I’m old.” She laughs, scratching her nails through the sides of his hair. He reaches over, putting his hand on her bare thigh. He still rests on his back next to her, pants halfway down his thighs, sweater lost on the floor, hand intimately on his wife. There is a whole party going on upstairs without them. They both know they’ll have to return soon to avoid much scrutiny. “Hey.” Emma whispers. Timo looks over at her. 

“Hm?” 

“I love you.” A tender smile stretches Timo’s lips. 

“I love you way more.” 

“I don’t want to fight tonight.” Emma teases him, rolling to her side, then smooching his lips. His hands come to rest on her bare ass. “So just let me win.”

“I let you win last time though.” He murmurs, pulling her onto his body so she rests completely along the front of him. Emma covers his lips with hers. They share three deep, long kisses that turn into wandering hands. “This is why I let you win.” He practically slurs at her, drunk off the taste and feel of her. “Can we leave soon?”

“No, I really want to stay out for awhile. That’s why I lured you here.” She kisses him again. “Now you’ll last longer.”

“No, now you’ve just awakened the beast.”

“Well, put him away for now. He can play with me later.”

Everything about her is so fucking sexy right now. She stretches her arms up above her head, pulling her breasts up high as she fluffs her hair back into perfect curls. She licks her lips, then runs two finger tips under her eye lids. While she freshens up on top of him, Timo’s hands stroll up to her ribs, holding her in place on him right where she is. 

He wants to memorize her just like this- happy, healthy, and completely his.

[kingxgarm]

How mad would you be if we started writing for Hazbin Hotel?

Don't get us wrong, the show is visually ugly, lazy, rushed, none of the characters are likeable, they all pretty much look like shit, but the concept of literally EVERYTHING is very interesting

We have an au about the shows redemption (cuz why would you make a show about how "everyone can be redeemed" and then make a character like valentino) it's where Val (before ep 4) goes to the hotel to spy on Angel and is upset that Angel wants to be redeemed but then starts wanting redemption for himself (the reason why will be VERY flushed out) but after everyone learns what kind of guy Val is, Charlie must decide if everyone is truly worthy of redemption or if everyone even CAN be redeemed (multiple povs, from Val, to Angel, to Charlie, and maybe Vox)

We also have an idea inspired by unstoppablegrish's edited screenshots of Val in the hotel, go check them out, it's where Val and Al team up and both work in the hotel together (it's kinda self indulgent lol)

Then I have the obligatory swap aus lol

The everybody's swapped au

Val and Alastor swap (which is my favorite, Val is actually cool asf here lol)

Vees swap (they all swap with each other)

Val and Vaggie swap (Angel Val weeee)

Owner swap (angel and Val swap, and alastor and husk/Nifty swap)

Bug swap (Val and nifty)

70s swap (Val and husk)

Sin swap (random people [mainly overlords] swap with the 7 deadly sins)

Tall swap (zestial and Val)

"Why are they all Val focused?" Cuz hot take: we like Val, he's funny, he's cool looking, he's fascinating, he's dumb, and he's a comfort character (lol trauma go brrrr) and we have like tons of fictives of him, and they wanna see something cool be done with source, THIS IS FOR Y'ALL! 🖐🖐!!

Anyway yeah, let us know if we should or shouldn't or if you really don't give a shit lol

[dailydragon08]

Random cute Luke x Reader headcanons that live in my head rent-free pt 6 (curly haired reader edition, cuz honestly people can be so rude sometimes and I just need a little validation rn)

- I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again (cuz Padme had some glorious curls), Luke has a thing for natural curls like his father before him.

- The first time you wear your natural curls down, he’s all 😍

- Like legit he cannot stop admiring them and after he learns that you’ve dealt with so much stupid shit from people about them, he will remind you how much he loves them all the time.

- Has done his RESEARCH. When he overheard you telling someone you can’t treat curly hair like straight hair, he went out of his way to learn everything he could about the curly routine. Or he’ll watch your routine and is just so fascinated by it and learns every step to the point that he becomes a pro as well.

- Knows better than to just start touching or run his fingers through you hair. But if you do let him touch, he’s so gentle and careful with your curls and only plays with them in a way that won’t create a giant frizzy mess (he’s also done his research on how best to do this).

- He loves your curls in all their forms: big, bouncy, fresh day 1 curls and even day 5 looser waves that are falling out.

- Gets excited when he sees someone else wearing their natural curls and will be like “oh my partner has curly hair too! :)”

- He’s very protective of your hair because he knows how irritating and rude people can be. When he first learned about some of the comments people made, he was so offended and frustrated on your behalf, and won’t stand for anyone making “bird’s nest/electrical socket” comments, and is especially annoyed when some stranger tries to just turn you into a petting zoo (if this happens, he’ll usually intercept them before they can touch).

- He’s your ultimate hype man, especially when it comes to trying new products or hairstyles. He especially loves messy curly buns that have a few curls escaping (especially when one of them sort of cascades down your neck, he thinks that’s so pretty) and if you want, he’ll even help you research the best products.

- If you two have kids and they have curly hair, he’s so excited that they got your texture and curl pattern and it makes him all 😭 he’s so good at helping them care for it and let them know their hair is beautiful exactly the way it is.

- If you wear it in a pineapple at night or use a bonnet, you were a little self conscious about it the first time you spent the night together. But he assured you he thought you looked adorable. The next morning, he loved watching you take it all out and watching your curls just rain down and now insists on being present every time you do that.

- Loooooves a good high curly haired ponytail.

- If you brush it out before you shower, he’ll offer to help and is so gentle.

- Sometimes when you get out of the shower, you’ll let him help you scrunch it before you dry cuz he thinks it’s fun.

- Learned how to finger roll even better than you and has been known to mumble “weeee” as he lets the curl go and it falls into place.

- If you go a fancy party or have a wedding, he’ll support you if you’d rather straighten your hair or put it up (he thinks you’re beautiful either way), but is genuinely so excited if you leave it curly and will tell you over and over how beautiful you look.

- If you’re sick, injured, or even just tired, he’ll offer to do the whole routine for you and seems to genuinely enjoy it. He’s so sweet and gentle too and will leave little kisses on your forehead or temple as he goes along.

- Is known to come up behind you, hug you, and mutter “Maker, I love your hair” in your ear at random.

~~~

Edit to add I found out Natalie actually DOES have naturally curly hair and it’s making me so happy (still not sure if her movie curls were natural or if it was part extensions/straightened and then curled with an iron, but still!!! Her curls look like mine and that makes me extra, extra happy 😭):

[class-1b-bull]

Class b with a partner who likes to sneak from behind to try Carry them (preferably in bridal style).

Not proofread we die like men

(Edited - fixed mistake in awases rip)

Awase - hes surprised each time you do that honestly, it also makes him jump every time to the point where you both almost fall lmao

Sen - he doesnt mind. He just sits in your arms and does nothing special lmaoo

Kamakiri - for your own life and safety put him down... he might just stab you if you dont.

Kuroiro - he would ask you to put him down (because its not very emo to be carried like that lol) but hes way to busy blushing.

Kendo - she finds it cute honestly. Its a little embarrassing for her to be picked up (in her opinion) but she doesnt mind it

Kodai - she just stares at you with a blank face every time you pick her up lmao

Komori - she asks you to run around with her and she goes 'weeee' under her breath lightly and omg shes so cute.

Shiozaki - her reflexes caused her to almost choke you to death with her vine hair before you both decide a warning is needed lmaoo

Shishida - he honestly finds it funny. I mean your tiny ass with a strength quirk picking up this massive beast of a man lmaooo

Shoda - he gasps loudly each time you pick him up (it scares the shit out of him lmao) once he realizes its you hes fine again

Pony - she would make so many horse puns honestly. Its at the point where she carries a notebook around full of puns so shes always ready when you pick her up lmaoo

Tsubaraba - lowkey blushes but hes quick to make jokes. If you pick him up bridal style hes just tells you to take him to dinner first lol

Tetsutetsu - turns it into a workout so everyone can see how manly you are. Like 'now run to kendo and show her how many lunges you can do while holding me!'

Tokage - she almost threw you over her shoulder once or twice for scaring her but over all its fun for her

Manga - he just kinda looks at you at first before he asks someone to take yalls picture and send it to him so he can anatomy study lmaoo.

Honenuki - he starts doing the same thing to you, not as often but he will sneak up behind you and pick you up

Bondo - he really enjoys the attention but he doesn't let it show <3 hes really flattered and honestly impressed.

Monoma - "ik that im perfect and the everyone wants to date me but dont you think your going a bit fast?" Hes a narcissist what else do you expect lmao

Reiko - it takes her a few more seconds than the others to notice but when she does she becomes really flustered.

Rin - he tries to stay serious but he cant. He ends up laughing and giggling the way a school girl does when talking about her crush lol <3

Fun fact: gay men (contrary to popular belief) has the tendency to date more men than women

[sentofight]

ooc. nehe~

because b.each e.pisode (now i have to censor that too..thanks p.orn b.logs;;)

if u ever felt like down because of your swimming outfit look please remember a.kihiko chose this because of 'speed'

ok dropping how some muses b.each look and stuff~

aki: as previous picture. SPEED! POWER! B/ANANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aldo: alde will probably ...not go for the beach because 'cat-like' but if he was to wear something to humor his friends hmm.. probably something like [this]; to cover his whole body. there is no canon look for him which is a surprise by now but hey he is the only protag in a mobile game so far who does not have million clothes. he got only one look XDD well, if u count IDA school outfit then...two...and like only his normal style and ascended style which is same look ...sigh...why are they stingy with my boy? HE IS THE PROTAGONIST PLEASE LEARN FROM GRAN/BLU AND GIVE HIM MANY MANY CUTE AND COOL OUTFITS AAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

b.alan: nope. u can drag him to hell but not to the b.each. if he like magically was taken there he would most likely still be wearing his normal clothes or something like a legging, shorts, long shirt and a jacket. a hat for sure and sunglasses magically over his glasses XD

c.aleb: u know he gotta flex his abs and muscles. AVAIATION BOY NEEDS TO FLEX TO IMPRESS. the usual shorts with or without open shirt ~

d.ate: no beach for him. nope. i will talk about [him because all he wears is obnoxious and colorful if he was in his s.aito body but somewhat obnoxious and weird ass patters in his normal body]

e.dea: my guuurl!!! LOOK AT HER!!! PERCEIVE HER. BOOTIFUL. listen anything cute and with a bow is her go to. something that could accentuate her cuteness! coughboobacough.

e.dward: literally will sink if he goes into water but hey. i remember he had an official art back in 2003 but i cant find it but here is the mobile game look [this]

f.orte: MY KNIGHT! her official look is simple and cute ;u; edea and forte team simple bi.kini.s with bows~

f.rey: listen. at least there are no weird ass straps u know

g,aius: my dude be rocking the candy look~

k.ula: the kawaii overload look uwuuiwieuwsjks also chiro's art is canon for me. instantly adapting everything into my k.ula. bless her soul for the k.ula art (that is not loli or questionable) i had been denied for years.

k.yle: is grandpa... he will drink bear and nap there. he is def short and open shirt guy.

l.indow: OHONHONN THE SEGGSY MAN OF THE EAST DEN WMWHEHEHEHEHE i dont think he got a beach alt in any of the mobile games that came out or i could be mistaken SINCE MOST OF THEM ARE JP REGION LOCKED FLUCK! but same obnoxious date style of H//awaiian shirt and short. please dont let them meet!!!!!!!

l.issa: can't believe we dont have an official art for her but we got a cute maid one lmao feat. gr.ima and maribelle XDDD anyway cute style she is similar to ed.ea in style so weeee~

l.ucina: on that note the whole official art is [this] L.UCINA AND MARI ENJOYING THEIR TIME WHILE THE OTHERS ARE FIGHTING THIS ART IS SO FUNNY I OPEN IT FROM TIME TO TIME TO LAUGH.

as you can see we have a l.uci b.ikini look and in heroes we got another look and in cipher we got another. tbh if there is a beach episode it will be defaulted to her cipher look because i think it is the prettiest and closets to how i personally write her. though the other two can come up only for partners and the like.

l.yndis: ..........shes cruel.....

l/onqu: similar to g/aius' shorts but he wears open jacket/shirt or whatever. honestly it will be ...a miracle if he went to the beach. his gynophobia will kick in at full speed dlkfjs

m.ax: HE JUST FLEX HIS MUSCLES TO IMPRESS JUBELLIAN. SILLY CAT MAN.

r.aquel: mhmhmhm my sickly girl ;a; she will definitely join but not for too long ... so something is cute yet practical hmhmh maybe something like [this] perhaps she can tie something to her waist to make it longer and cover whenever she is not in the water hmhm

r.en: the chaotic amamiya. he might copy l.indow's style to piss him off that he can pull it better than him but he generally hoodie and short kind of style.

r.okurou: THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND. check him out!!!!!!!!!!!!

s.enel: isn't his outfit already a swimming one? ............ senny you water nerd. but look we got from mobile games

s.hutaro: HE AINT GOING TO THE BEACH BRO HE WILL DIE. HE WILL PERISH. HE WILL JUST POOF FROM EXISTANCE. HE IS A VAMPIRE BOY. but ..sobs.... like... he is the bermuda kind of young man with jacket because i feel like he was somewhat insecure about him not being that strong looking. even after becoming vampire boy he is like ;u;

s.yaoran: whatever kids wear man. most likely bermuda too and jacket.

t.iz: MY HOME BOY. listen. he does not think that much. anything will work. shorts and he will jump into the water (bumpkin boy like) but u know if he was given choice he might go for something like [this] or [this] similar.

t.ressa: oooh tessa!!!!! something cute and practical like r.aquel because i feel like she is the kind of ...on the job all the time XD she will find a way to profit here and there ehehehe [this] i see her one piece but then with enough encouragement she will try the two pieces. most likely only if she had someone in her life u know otherwise being practical wins.

v.ictor: oh sheet segggsyyyy dead daddy. ok. i feel like he is ...like this XDD sorry luci.fer stealing ur look

x.oaishi: DIVE BACK IN TIME~ T-T-TIME~ anyway CHECK HIM OUT! tots not matching with boyfo but lets pretend we dont see.

yoeng: listen... she does not mind showing off because she is not embarrassed or shy about her body!!!!!! she knows what works well with her body type and will pick something that accentuate that powerful look. expect her to pick one for friends outing and another one if a mission required her to be in one and this one will be super practical so she can hide knives and all sort of stuff she needs in a mission. friends outing will be something like [this] or similar // mission swimsuit like [this] / [this]

z.ack: ENTER THE AMAZING PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

f.eiruz: LISTEN. SHE IS A MODEST LADY. SHE WILL ONLY SHOW MOST PARTS ONLY FOR HER HUBBY OK? i tried to draw something over a body art (not mine).

e.inar: byakko's popsicle~ definitely something like this to cover his magitek arm. even though it looks like a normal arm, he needs to be careful still. ofc he prefers solid colors (only post game he will let u know he likes cat prints shhhhh)

no i didnt take the whole day to think of swimsuits...weh. probably not all my muses;;

[westryder]

Weeee let’s see how long I keep peep this up before it goes away like the wind !!!

#nobratuesdays am I right😁😁😁😁

[wild-karrde]

NEYO, I HAVE RETURNED TO WREAK HAVOC ON YOUR NOTIFICATIONS. Like full disclosure, I absolutely annihilated this series the first time reading it, and have just yet to get back around to shrieking in your comments rather than just out loud (and startling my dogs and perhaps neighbors).

ANYWAY. I'M SORRY, BUT I AM HERE TO REMEDY THE SITUATION.

HAIR STILL SMELLING LIKE HALSIN? Like this is such a soft detail, but my GODDDDD I love it. Like finding things that smell like the person you're pining after? TOP NOTCH. And just all of the small things like the bandages and knowing the care he must have taken with you making you smile? This is truly top-tier hair-twirling, giggling, ADORABLE crush sort of stuff and I am just BLUSHING.

You can imagine him now, his large form curled up by a fire, watching the stars in the night sky move with his impossible patience as he falls asleep, and seeing the sun rise in his golden eyes when he wakes.

Ok so this entire passage is beautiful, but I love the term "impossible patience" and think that just so perfectly encapsulates him. UGH IT'S SO GOOD, NEYO.

THE BEAR DISCOVERY IS EVERYTHING TO ME. The range of emotions reader goes through is PERFECTION. I gasped and cackled and just YESSSSSS. And the reveal of the bear having his eyes? I cannot stop yelling about how much I love your writing. IT IS SO GOOD. The internal musings in the aftermath are INCREDIBLE. Like I always am so nervous I'm imparting too much character into a reader-insert, but the way you always write readers is SO relatable while also giving them so much character, and I'm just applauding you from my desk chair.

Once the panic starts to fade, you are just ashamed at your reaction, which is not helped by Halsin apologising way more than he should.

STOPPPPP THIS IS SO SWEET AND KIND AND INHERENTLY HIM.

“You were screaming for about ten minutes there.” His voice is so dry and matter of fact that you nearly burst into laughter.

CACKLING.

The talking past one another and rush to absolve the other person and just YESSS IT IS SO CUTE INJECT IT STRAIGHT INTO MY VEINS. AND HIS HOPEFULNESS WWAAAAAAAAH I LOVE IT.

The way you write Halsin is so fucking great. The man is all about the acts of service and you capture that SO WELL with him, and his eagerness and the joy he takes in it. He's SO SOFT and comforting and warm and huge and I AM IMMERSED IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE. OH TO LAY IN A SUNNY MEADOW WITH HIMMMMMM.

Also, the thought of this massive druid with a fishing pole just amuses me to no end.

And the way you describe his transformation? GORGEOUS. STUNNING.

The beast is hard to control when my blood runs hot. Your belly tightens when you think about the implications of it. Was he- when he got in the pool with you… how close had he been to losing control? What would-

There is something so beautifully intimate about the moment with the bear and how much reader trusts him in that moment. Like of course the apprehension is there because he's a FOOKIN' BEAR, but also, it's Halsin, and you know it's Halsin and he'd never hurt you.

AND THE NIGHTMARE AND THE COMFORT AND REASSURANCES ASHDKLGHLSKDHGLK:DSHGLK:HSKL:DGHSKLDHGLK:SHDGLKSDHG LE SWOON.

AND THEN TIME JUST PASSES AND YOU'RE SO COMFORTABLE WITH ONE ANOTHER AND IT'S JUST LIKE "YEAH, THIS WORKS LET'S KEEP DOING THIS??" Like I know this fic is going to turn SPICY later, but my god the moments in between are just so cozy and warm like a blanket out of the dryer and I LOVE IT.

THE KISSSSSS????? HELLO???? HIS EAGERNESS AND HIS TENDERNESS AND THE CONFESSIONS WEEEE BRAIN GO BRRRRRR

“I-” you need a moment to make your brain function again. “I’m sure we will find some time for that still, my love.”

CORRECT. YES. UH HUH.

“Always, little flower. There is nothing under the sun that is not beautiful, and you may be the most beautiful of all of nature’s creations I have ever witnessed.”

The way you write this man's dialogue... I am ENAMORED.

“A wise decision, little flower.” His mouth descends onto you again in a swift motion. “We’ll have to make sure I fit as it is.”

*chokes on my own spit*

NO THOUGHTS. ONLY SWOON. SWOON FOR THE BIG ELF MAN. 11/10 NO NOTES. YOU IMMENSELY TALENTED HUMAN.

⋆☾⋆ Big Love Ahead (2) ⋆☽⋆

!!! NSFW ⋆ 18+ ⋆ Minors DNI !!!

Summary: After you start to get better, feelings start to grow - and you find out Halsin's secret. Or: Halsin is the softest man and I want to live the cottagecore fantasy with him so bad.

Rating: Mature Wordcount: 6k Descriptors: The first two chapters are fairly genderneutral. Reader's physique is not really described aside from being quite a bit shorter and smaller than Halsin. CW: Fluff, softness, building up some feelings before we get to fucking, pet names, oblivious pining, Halsin in bear form, thirsting for druids is hot, talks about feelings, resolving the tension.

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Chapter 2: The Bear

The morning brings… surprises.

You wake up, your legs sore and your functional arm sorer, but you feel clean, and your hair still smells of Halsin.

You stretch, clenching your teeth at the pain that flares up as your muscles contract and your joints crack into place. New bandages cover your deeper wounds, and oddly enough, the sight of them makes you smile. Halsin must have dressed the wounds after you had already fallen asleep.

The thought of leaving the bed seems terrible, except that the last thing you remember is Halsin telling you he sleeps right outside. It may just be worth it to leave the comforts of your sheets to find him. You can imagine him now, his large form curled up by a fire, watching the stars in the night sky move with his impossible patience as he falls asleep, and seeing the sun rise in his golden eyes when he wakes.

You wrap yourself in your sheet and try not to collapse as you limp towards the entrance. It is only a few steps, but the way seems entirely too long, even if you can lean against the cave wall to prop yourself up. The outside is already bright with the light of dawn, and you squint into the sun, taking in the newly familiar sight of the grove and meadow, feeling the grass underneath your bare feet for the first time.

At first glance, you don’t see Halsin anywhere. There is no campfire like you thought there might be, no tent or even a bedroll. You look around, a little lost for what to do. This has never happened before - you have not been able to walk by yourself for so long, and you have never left the cave before yesterday’s bath. You had never needed to before - Halsin was always there whenever you required anything, and most of your time has been spent sleeping, reading and recovering.

You look around, taking in the fresh morning air and the beauty of nature before you, when a noise catches your attention. It comes from the shadows beside the cave, right behind a big boulder covered in moss. It sounds… almost like a snore. Except no person could ever produce such a noise, not even one of Halsin’s size. It’s much too loud, much too… animalistic. But Halsin would never let you sleep anywhere where you were at risk of being attacked, right? Surely not. He wouldn’t leave you alone if he was not sure that you were safe.

Carefully, though your entire body is screaming DANGER, you make your way around the boulder. And you are met by the sight of…

A really large fucking bear.

A bear. Next to your cave. Sleeping, curled in on itself, its giant head resting on huge paws with sharp claws. You can see its chest expand with deep breaths, and if it weren’t right there in front of you, you would find it fascinating. The bear shifts, huffing as it moves, it’s nose scrunching up.

You nearly scream.

But its eyes are closed, and you press your hand to your mouth just in time that all you utter is a muffled “hmph”.

You stare and stare. Your eye twitches. Your legs shake, as if the new effort of keeping yourself upright was not enough already.

You press your lips together and try to breathe as quietly as you can. And then, you move. Slowly, ever so slowly, you try to make your way back towards the cave, away from the animal that sleeps right next to your resting place. Then, a thought comes crashing in: Halsin. Where is he? Did that bear do something to him? What happened to-

In your panic, your silly feet miss a step. It’s like you are falling in slow motion, the world blurring around you. You hit the ground with a dull crack and a cry of pain escapes from your throat. The bear grunts, its head raising.

Your spine aches and all the air that has been pressed from your lungs when you hit the ground floods back in, but you don’t scream. Instead, you close your eyes and… give up. What else is there to do?

You can hear the bear shift, and you can almost feel its breath on your face, sharp fangs glittering behind your eyelids as you wait for the worst; wait to be mauled to death, to be ripped open and devoured in a bloody mess of bones and cartilage.

The worst does not come.

When you are brave enough to open your eyes again, the bear is staring right at you. With Halsin’s golden irises glowing in its face.

*****

You get over it.

Maybe that’s the wrong way to put it.

You… find out. And you accept it. As soon as your mouth has stopped screaming in terror, as soon as paw turns into hand and fur into skin, you accept what has happened.

Halsin’s explanations make sense, and his voice calms you. You feel so stupid- you should have connected the dots ealier. But your mind is still reeling, and your heartbeat still much too fast. You might have collapsed if you were not already on the ground, but… you are oddly fine with it.

It’s just him. For a moment, the relief that nothing bad has happened to him cuts through the surprise, and that is enough to ground you. You pull yourself together and snap your mouth shut. You stare and stare, not moving, but not moving away either, as Halsin carefully approaches you, both hands raised in the air.

He sits down next to you with a sigh, far away so he won’t touch you. You watch him, watch his profile. And all you can think is: you should have known. A wood elf with his build? Of course he is a fucking bear. Of course this happens. You should have expected it.

Once the panic starts to fade, you are just ashamed at your reaction, which is not helped by Halsin apologising way more than he should.

“There’s nothing wrong,” you hear your voice say, eventually, though your mind is still somewhere else entirely, but he keeps on saying sorry for something nobody should ever have to apologise for. “You are just… a bear. It’s fine. I’m fine.”

“I should have told you.” He sounds so broken that you shatter at the sound of his voice. “I should have-”

“You should have nothing,” you interrupt him. “This changes nothing. I’m fine, I promise. I was just… surprised. I’m sorry I reacted so poorly, I should have made the connection sooner, but I swear I’m alright.”

“You were screaming for about ten minutes there.” His voice is so dry and matter of fact that you nearly burst into laughter.

“I… I mean, yes.” You take a deep breath. “Was this the ideal way to find out? Absolutely fucking not. But… Halsin. Nothing could change the way I feel about you.”

“You… feel about me?” He seems genuinely confused.

You roll your eyes, and everything you have been keeping inside for weeks now, all the feelings you tried to shun and suppress, bubble to the surface.

“You are incredible,” you whisper. You push yourself closer to him, your fingers finding his and holding tight. “I…The way you took care of me- I should have guessed you were a druid. I should have known-”

“-you couldn’t have-”

“-and even if I had known earlier, or even if I hadn’t found out just now, nothing would have changed. I love staying here, with you.”

His fingers squeeze yours gently.

“I am glad I found you, you know? This summer has been one of the best I have had in many years.”

You smile quietly, but you don’t push him. There has been a sizable surprise already, you are not sure you could take another one. You are happy just sitting next to him, his large palm covering your hand entirely.

You limp back into the cave eventually, holding onto Halsin’s thick forearm for stability, and curl up in bed again.

“I won’t ask any questions,” you say as he sits by your side, peeling berries from a twig. “But you can always talk to me. You know that, right?”

There is a small smile in his eyes.

“Thank you.”

When he doesn’t say anything else, you lay back, your lids shutting all on their own.

You dream of a bear with Halsin’s voice and Halsin’s eyes, leading you through a forest with thick trees and sweet smells. He never leaves your side and you are never lost.

*****

The next day, you ask Halsin if he can carry you to the meadow that lies before the cave.

“I cannot bear another day of being bed-ridden,” you complain. After a moment of hesitation, you add deviously, “...no pun intended.”

Halsin’s face freezes, then he bursts out in laughter, so loud it makes your ears hurt in the small space of the cave. You watch his shoulders shake with joy and think to yourself that you have never been happier.

You could probably walk to the meadow by yourself if you had a walking stick or something similar. After all, you made it nearly all the way yesterday. Neither of you ever mentions that, not when he scoops you up into his arms, and not when he kneels on the softest patch of grass he can find to put you down. You like being taken care of. You like being taken care of by him. And you get the feeling he likes taking care of you, too. One day, you’ll return the favour.

You spend the whole day there, watching Halsin go about his day, enjoying the sun on your face and the birdsong around you. The meadow is beautiful, and your eyes keep finding something new every time you look around. When Halsin carries you back to your bed that night, you can barely sleep thinking about what the next day might bring.

He carries you to the meadow every day from then on, and lays you down, as gently as if you could break, to rest in the summery sunlight. You ask him if he has anything you could help with, and he shows you how to weave baskets, how to skin an animal so you can use its hide, how to whittle and sharpen your knives and so much more. You get the feeling he just enjoys teaching you things - none of this is actually directly helpful to him in any way. 

But when his deep voice calmly instructs you and sings your praises when you manage to get things right, how could you ever complain? And it’s nice to see nature through his eyes: not scary and strange, but familiar and comforting, providing all anyone could ever need.

A week passes like that, and then another. Halsin spends more and more time by your side, brooding over scrolls, helping you hone your new skills. He fishes so he can stay close to you - or at least, you hope that is why. And one day, he asks you something unexpected.

He is sitting next to you, checking the rod of his fishing pole. You watch him as you always do - out of the corner of your eye, fascinated beyond measure by everything he does and the way he moves. He clears his throat suddenly, and you are startled from your daydreams.

“I want to ask you something. The bear… did I scare you?”

You consider this for a moment, your hand resting next to his on the damp grass.

“No,” you answer finally, and truthfully. “It- it scared me that I didn’t know it was you. But once I found out that you were the bear and the bear was you… you have never scared me. Never made me feel unsafe. Why should the bear be any different? He is just another part of you. Is there… Why do you ask?”

“Well,” he grumbles, shifting beside you, and putting down the fishing rod. “You haven’t seen me in that form since then, and… I didn’t know if you would mind.”

He sounds so cautious it makes you think that someone before you did, in fact, mind. But you don’t- and you tell him so.

“Good.” His sigh is one of relief, and a broad smile appears on his features. “I will be honest, I was getting tired of using a rod to catch our dinner.”

It takes you a moment to understand what he is saying. When you realise, a shiver runs down your spine - excitement more than anything else. You are way more excited to see his bear form again than you probably should be.

“Do you… usually catch fish as a bear?” you ask, trying to sound casual. Halsin turns to you, and your heart stumbles. His features are illuminated by the light of the afternoon, soft and glowing, and a strand of hair sticks to his cheek. You want to brush it back, you want to-

“I do, yes. It’s… easier. Less time consuming. And it’s not fishing - it’s a hunt. It is fun, and it helps me… keep control while I am human. The hunt relaxes me, but it also gets my blood pumping - it can be hard to control the beast if I don’t let it out every once in a while.”

You swallow thickly. You could imagine some other situations that would get his blood pumping-

“Ah,” is the only response you can utter without sounding like a desperate fool.

A moment passes. Halsin’s fingers play with the grass, pulling and weaving. You clear your throat.

“Well, I don’t think we have any food left for tonight.”

He looks up at you, his eyes shining. You know full well that there is a basket full of smoked meat in the cave, and a whole collection of berries, weeds and flowers to eat. He must know it too.

“Well, then,” is all Halsin says. “I’d better get you back inside and go hunting, wouldn’t I?”

He gets up, towering over you in all his glory. You bite your lip.

“Actually… I was thinking I could stay here,” you mumble.

Halsin cocks his head.

“You want to watch me hunt? I promise, it’s not nearly as exciting as it sounds.”

“I don’t mind,” you admit quietly. “I just… like watching you. I would like to learn more about you - and about the bear. If that is what you want as well.”

“Hm.” He glances across the meadow, over to the river, where the water gurgles and the fishes leap. “I suppose… this should be far enough away.”

Excitement floods you like fire in your veins. You smile at him, squinting into the sun.

Halsin flashes you his teeth in a short smile. You try not to stare as he stalks over to the large boulder next to the cave and starts shedding his clothes. You try really, really hard. And you fail miserably.

You have never seen an elf with his build, the bulging muscles, the soft belly, the thickness of his thighs and the roundness of his broad shoulders. It gets you every time.

He wades into the water, and you watch as a golden shimmer flashes across his skin, bringing fur and claws and wildness with it. It makes you think of that time he built a bath for you - how his eyes flashed, how you told yourself that the spark in the water was just an odd trick of the light.

Now you think it might not have been. 

The beast is hard to control when my blood runs hot.

Your belly tightens when you think about the implications of it. Was he- when he got in the pool with you… how close had he been to losing control? What would-

A triumphant roar interrupts your budding inappropriate thoughts. You watch as the bear - large and imposing, the water parting around its mighty hind legs - scoops one fish after another from the river. The thought that this wild animal is Halsin- that he is actually in there, with all his careful attentiveness, all his gentle touches- makes you feel things you cannot describe.

The whole thing cannot last more than a few minutes, but you feel like you watch the bear forever, in all his wild golden-brown glory. Every once in a while, his head turns to you as if to make sure you are still watching. Eventually, the bear wades back to shore. Only as he comes closer do you realise just how huge he actually is: Round belly, soft fur and deceptively cute ears.

A sudden flash of panic surges through you when you realise that you have no way of escaping him.

Your arms start to shake and you have to remind yourself to take deep breaths. It’s Halsin. This is Halsin, he would never hurt you. You press your eyes shut, then hastily open them again. The bear’s steps have slowed, he watches you with careful eyes. With Halsin’s eyes.

Your heartbeat calms.

With some effort, you heave yourself up from the ground, and stretch out a hand towards the bear. With steps that make the ground shake, he approaches, ever so slowly, until his wet nose bumps against your palm.

Carefully, you run your fingers up his flat nose, slowing your breath when the bear plops down next to you with a deep huff. He seems so… gentle. The wildness of the hunt is gone, evaporated along with the water of the river he stood in. 

You don’t fool yourself- you have seen the damage a bear’s claws and fangs can do, and Halsin would be no different. And yet, nothing about him seems threatening or dangerous. 

Your hand follows the outline of his fur-covered ear, and you smile when he twitches. For a while, you let yourself stay very still, until your legs start to tremble with exhaustion from standing up. Finally, you give in, sinking to the ground. Your stomach makes an absolutely inhuman noise as you do, and you realise how hungry you are.

The bear’s ears prick up. Languidly, he rises to his feet, shaking his fur like a wet dog.

“Hey!” you giggle when the droplets of water hit you. The bear’s head whips around, and the baring of his fangs seems almost like a smile.

He trods off, towards the boulder, and in a shudder of golden light, his form contracts and fur gives way to skin once more. Halsin smiles at you softly.

“You are a miracle, little flower.” His deep voice carries across the meadow, and you wonder if he meant for you to hear it. Heat rises to your cheeks as Halsin unabashedly dries himself off before stepping back into his trousers and pulling his shirt over his head.

He never seems to care about these things: him or you unclothed before one another. He never seems to notice it in the same way you do, though you think you have caught him looking at you a few times. You always tell yourself you must be mistaken - certainly, he would have acted upon it by now.

But to see him like this, to get to be part of his world so entirely- to be able to gaze upon the bear and see the man… Well, your blood certainly runs hotter, that’s for sure.

Halsin crouches down next to you, his finger stroking your cheek.

“You really don’t mind, do you?” His voice is full of wonder. You shrug and smile at him.

“I told you that I don't.”

“Many have told me. Few have ever truly meant it,” he mumbles. There is a pause, his face so close to yours that all you want to do is grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him in for a kiss.

Halsin clears his throat.

“I should get the fish.”

As he wanders off, you are left to stare after him, wondering if maybe, he does not feel the same way about you as you do about him.

*****

That night, you have a nightmare.

It’s the worst one since the battle, and you wake up in tears, screaming until your lungs give out. You are only half-awake, thrashing in your bed, the smell of blood in your nose, when Halsin is already by your side, in human form, pushing your flailing arms down to the bed and talking over your cries.

“It’s alright, little flower. You are alright, you are here with me, alive and well- you are fine, I’m here with you, I’m here…”

You bury your face against his chest and sob, haunted by the faces of your dead companions, by knives slashing at you and the sharp agony of an arrow through your shoulder. Halsin holds you through the pain, his arms tight around you, the warmth of his body the only thing tethering you to the presence.

When your head hurts and you have no more tears, you gently unwind yourself from his embrace, staring at him through swollen lids. The question slips out of your mouth before you think about it.

“Will you sleep here tonight? I don’t think I can fall asleep again on my own.”

“Of course, my love.” There is not a moment’s hesitation, he just crawls into bed with you and opens his arms. You bury yourself in his strong embrace, feeling small and fragile. You are so relieved that he is here, his mere presence providing much needed comfort.

“No harm will ever come to you again,” Halsin murmurs into your hair. “I shall see to that. I will be there to protect you, little flower.”

The tears you cry now are those of an affection you cannot put into words. Exhausted by your nightmares, you fall asleep wrapped in him. You wake up a few more times that night, scared and shaking, but Halsin is always there, stroking your hair and telling sweet stories until you fall back asleep.

When you wake properly in the morning, your bed is cold where Halsin used to lay, and your sheets are stained with sweat and tears. With eyes still swollen from last night, you scoot to the edge of your bed and test the waters. Your legs carry you - hesitantly, but they do carry you. You stumble through the cave, dragging your sheets with you, intent on washing them so they can dry during the day. You will not make Halsin clean up your mess again. He did enough last night.

When you reach the outside with trembling legs, Halsin is nowhere to be seen, though you find a note at your boulder:

I am sorry if I have not returned and you must find me gone. I did not intend to leave you alone, but you looked so peaceful I did not want to wake you. I am on a hunt - I shall be back before you know it, little flower.

You grumble, but fold the note up neatly to put it in your pocket.

Little flower. He makes you smile even in his absence.

The few steps to the river seem like an eternity, but you need to wash the sweat off of yourself and your sheets. In the shallows, you can sit, though the water is ice cold and even less comfortable than it was in the little pool Halsin once made for you. However, the feeling helps you wake up, and as you are hanging your sheets from the tree branches, hurrying to rest your burning legs, you spot the bear on his way back towards your little camp.

Your heart beats faster at the sight of him: Halsin is back. You knew he would not leave you alone for long - you wondered that he left at all. Then again, you have seen the amount of food the man eats, so maybe it was hunger that drove him out of the cave.

The bear lumbers towards you, bumping your hand with his snout.

“Hey there,” you smile. Sometimes, you find it hard to connect the animal and the man, even though rationally, you know they are the same. But the bear makes it so much easier to touch him, to not feel like you are asking for too much when you let your fingers glide through his fur. He nuzzles against you so hard you nearly topple over and you laugh.

“Oy! Careful there, I’m still not too well up on my legs.” You smile to soften the blow of your words, then point towards the little hollow in the meadow where you usually sit. “Will you come lay with me? I could use the warmth after my bath.”

The bear snuffles and nods his head. You hold onto him, using his sturdy form as a crutch as you wrap yourself up in a clean sheet and make your way over to your usual spot. There are some leftovers from last night to snack on, and Halsin has left you a scroll or two with some stories about the forest. You grow curiouser and curiouser how he has accumulated all that knowledge. You know he is a druid, but he seems to know so much about the forest and all its inhabitants that you want to learn more as well.

The bear curls up next to you, sniffling and groaning quietly as he does. You carefully lean back against him, buried in a living blanket of fur and warmth. He is so comfortable, his breath quiet and steady, his belly expanding against you whenever he inhales.

You have some food while you read, but soon, your eyelids grow heavy and you close your eyes. Just for a moment, you tell yourself. You will just rest for a moment.

Sleep has you faster than a net catches a fish.

When you wake up, nothing has changed apart from the light - it has become the light of a late afternoon, the sun already low in the sky. You stretch slowly, hearing your joints crack with the movement. The bear next to you huffs and shifts. You turn around to face him, raising a brow.

“Seems we’re both having quite the lazy day, aren’t we?” You chuckle to yourself. Your stomach is growling, though, and as much as you wish you could curl up against the bear again, you should probably cook something. When you tell this to Halsin, the bear rises to his feet and trods over to the boulder where Halsin’s clothes are strewn about.

The familiar golden shimmer rises from his fur, and a moment later, Halsin in his human form regards you with warm brown eyes.

“I’ll help you,” he says.

*****

It becomes part of your ritual after that: You, curling up against the bear whenever you grow tired and he is there. Every day, Halsin seems to get more comfortable changing shape around you, and you are happy about it. The bear, oddly enough, is an excellent listener. Telling him things feels easier than telling them to another person, even though you think to yourself that telling Halsin things is already easier than telling anyone else.

Maybe it’s the fact that he doesn’t speak, or the comfort of being able to touch him without implications. Still, your heart beats faster at any shape Halsin is in, and you slowly come to realise that it’s not only lust that moves your heart. You like him. You care about him - a lot more than you realised.

Sometimes, as long as the nights are still warm enough, you sleep under the stars, curled up in the bear’s warmth, talking about the vastness of the universe or the flavour of the berries you had that day. Sometimes, Halsin the man sleeps in your bed, thick arms wrapped around your body which always seems so tiny in his embrace. He always makes you feel so safe, and he never asks for anything more. He just crawls into bed with you and opens his arms, and you slot against him like you were created to fill that space.

The only time you are ever really apart is when Halsin the bear goes hunting. Sometimes he comes home with his snout covered in blood, but you don’t mind. That is as much part of him as your violence is part of you, and you know he never kills without reason. The forest is about balance, and Halsin would never disrupt that. He starts bringing you wild game to cook and brine. Under his guidance, you learn more and more about the forest and its plants and creatures.

The leaves are almost turning when you are finally fully healed.

You never talk about it - not really. One day, Halsin just takes the bandages off and puts no new ones on. One day, you can make it all the way across the meadow by yourself, and then you venture into the forest, and beyond the cave; in the beginning always with the man or the bear by your side, and after some time, you go on your own, picking berries and mushrooms while Halsin hunts. And you never talk about leaving.

It is a quiet and peaceful and happy life. You have become closer than you ever thought you would, but still, he has never indicated that he wants anything more - nothing, aside from the sparkle in his eyes when he looks at you. You are not even sure him sleeping in your bed is any indication that he likes you… in that way. That his affections are of the same kind as your own.

You try to be quiet in your love for him, afraid of disrupting the harmony, afraid he might leave if this is not what he wants anymore. You don’t press too close, you don’t bat your lashes, you don’t make any jokes, afraid it might all get too much. The thought of losing Halsin is more than you can stand.

One day, you are laying in the tall grass next to each other, your fingers interlaced as you look up at the clouds.

“That one looks like a bear,” you say, squinting at a particularly round accumulation of clouds and pointing.

“Do you say that to tease me?” Halsin laughs. “Have I become so fat and lazy in your presence, my love?”

You frown, sitting up on your elbows, unhappy that your silly joke could have made him think that way about himself.

“You are neither of those things, Halsin. You are perfect.”

“Perfect…” he muses. “It is not in nature to be perfect, and yet all of nature is.”

You watch him, the softness of his profile, the tree trunks of his arms, the lines all of his sunshine smiles have left on his face. And before you can overthink it, you roll over and clamber into his lap.

Halsin’s eyes are full of surprise, but his hands grab your hips immediately, slotting right into place as if he has been waiting for centuries to touch you. You look down at him, anxiety and excitement mixing in your belly.

Halsin looks back, his eyes warm and soft and hungry, mirroring your own.

You lean forward, tentative and slow, giving him time to stop you, to pull away, to lift you off his lap as if you were a feather. But instead, Halsin straightens up, his lips meeting yours in a sweet relief of tension.

You close your eyes, your hands burying in his hair, his fingers digging into your hips. The kiss is sweet, but there is something  simmering just beneath the surface - a hunger that is hard to describe but which consumes you whole. Your lips are swollen when you break apart, and your heartbeat is fast in your throat.

“I’ve been meaning to do that for so long,” you croak out, your hands fluttering nervously to his shoulders, his jaw, his chest. Halsin smiles, and it’s the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.

“If I had known, I would have encouraged you more.” His eyes roam your body unabashedly, and heat rises to your cheeks. “All these times I slept in your bed, I could have done so much more to help you… relax.”

You choke on your own tongue, surprised by how forward he suddenly is.

“I-” you need a moment to make your brain function again. “I’m sure we will find some time for that still, my love.”

“Mhhm, I hope so.” Halsin’s fingers stroke your cheek. “I was so focused on making sure you would feel better- I should have noticed- I should have told you that this was always an option.”

“Always?” Your brain is spinning and you think you may have lost control of your limbs. Halsin’s eyes sparkle with amusement.

“Always, little flower. There is nothing under the sun that is not beautiful, and you may be the most beautiful of all of nature’s creations I have ever witnessed.”

You have never fancied yourself a particularly romantic kind of girl, but his words make your heart flutter and your breath hitch. Halsin’s eyes flash golden and he grimaces, his hands tightening on you for just the fraction of a second. The shimmer reminds you of something, something that seems so long ago now.

“The way your eyes just- that time in the pool, when you made a bath just for me-”

“I wanted you,” Halsin interrupts you. “I wanted you with every fibre of my being, but you had never given any indication that you had thought about me that way. I was worried I might scare you away if I was too forward- that you would not feel comfortable in my presence anymore. You were not well back then, and I… I could not risk losing control. The bear would have destroyed you.”

“The bear-” your mouth hangs open at the implication of his words. “Do you mean- I-”

“I told you, it’s hard to tame the beast when blood runs hot.” Halsin’s eyes are golden again in the light of the sinking sun. “Being around you so much has made things easier in some senses, and harder in others. I only want what you want, be it man or bear.”

“Or both,” you whisper. His eyes widen just a fraction, but that is enough. You kiss him again, with all the desperation, all the desire and yearning you have kept inside for the past few months. The groan that escapes him is animalistic, and before you know it, Halsin has picked you up and risen from the ground.

You wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you, your back slamming against stone when he presses up against the entrance of the cave.

“Do you know what you are saying, my heart?” Halsin’s voice is hoarse. His breath is hot on your face and you shiver at the look in his eyes - pure desire that sparks liquid fire in your belly.

You tuck a strand of hair behind his ear, lost in the feeling of his strong, warm body against yours, trying to somehow get even closer, to feel even more of him.

“I do,” you confirm quietly. “Though for tonight… maybe I’ll stick with you in this form.”

Halsin laughs, the sound rising into the air like smoke from a campfire.

“A wise decision, little flower.” His mouth descends onto you again in a swift motion. “We’ll have to make sure I fit as it is.”

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hii mango!! i just wanted to request a situation where dabi’s darling (gn if possible please) goes out on vacation or a business trip and he has no idea. So when he comes to spy check in on them—ope they’re not there. And he has no clue where they are—and freaks out a weeee bit. tysm!

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(A/N: Ahhh this fic idea was so cute!! I’m not sure why but this request kinda reminds me of the ones I used to get when I first started this blog!! I hope you likes this!! I think this was super cute 💖)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, stalking

Summary: While stalking you, Dabi ends up not being able to find you! That sends him into worry (Yan!Dabi x GN!reader)

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Dabi huffs, taking another look around your apartment. He had come to your apartment to stalk you, much like he did every night. However as he entered your apartment silently, it became very clear to him that you were gone or were out.

Your shoes and coat were gone as well as you yourself. Very rare for you, you normally liked to stay home instead of going out so late, but you were gone. Dabi looked and checked everywhere, where the hell are you? Were you partying? Who were you with? Did you meet someone?! No, no, no, you just couldn’t have met someone... could you?

He had already check all of the places you frequently visited and liked. He had gone to your apartment first, however after not being able to find you, he checked all of your favorite places. After doing that, Dabi had gone back to your apartment with hope that perhaps you had gotten back to your apartment and he would be able to make sure you’re alright.

Dabi takes a deal breath once again. No, you couldn’t have found someone, and even 9if you had found someone, they could never love you more than Dabi does. No one else cared about you enough to follow you home to make sure your safe, or take you away from them because he knows that he loves you more than anyone.

Luckily for Dabi, he had recently ‘introduced’ himself to you and now had your phone number. Therefore he could call you and ask you about where you were, all under the guise of wanting to hang out with you.

Dabi brings out his cracked phone, calling you from your own apartment. He impatiently taps his foot, different scenarios running through his mind of people you could be with or things that could have happened to you.

“Hello?” Your sweet voice speaks through the phone, almost getting rid of all of worries. Although he still is worried, slightly upset with you as well. He’s not exactly sure why he’s so upset with you. You don’t know that he’s stalking you and expects you to be home, however he feels like you should! You should no better!

“Hey, doll. Wanna come over and hang out tonight?” Dabi asks, keeping his voice calm and normal. Only for you to let out a whine at his words. “I’m sorry, Dabi, I can’t” you says, the pout evident in your voice.

“I’m actually not home right now, I’m on a business trip” you whine, clearly not wanting to be on there. “I wish I could though, it sounds like fun! Maybe we could do it another time?” You ask, hopefully, sad you might have disappointed a friend by not being able to see him.

Dabi responds with a yes,and continues talking to you. Despite knowing where you are, he still feels like he should be watching over you. How else should he know you’re safe? Perhaps he should take you sooner than he intended.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

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NSFW Headcanons: Izuminokami Kanesada, Horikawa Kunihiro,Nagsone Kotetsu

Give me an instance to talk about the Sin-sengumi, I will take it. The Sin-sengumi shall soon become gospel, just y’all wait. It’s catching on. I also don’t give Naga enough love so here I am.

Warnings: S I N. I’m projecting

Izuminokami Kanesada

I would like to clear this up before we continue, this man is a brat and he knows it. Bottom, top, Izumin don’t care. He can and will tease you however the hell he wants. Maybe he’ll hide something under his clothing for you, but it’s easy to tell with his red face and overly trying to make you look at him and notice him, damn it! Look at what he did for you! Be proud of him! Get horny for him!

He is a horny lil shit when he is in the mood and you can tell, he’ll want to always be close to you, hugging you to his form, glaring at others, kisses pressed to your open skin, if he’s feeling naughty, sucking on your fingers. Sure in public he’ll control himself (MAYBE) but wait until you two are alone.

Izumi gets off on praise and that is a fACT. Call him a good boy as he plows into you or services you with his mouth, his moans during these times will be oh so heavenly, vibrations jolting up and down your spine as he does so. Tug on his hair during sex too, it gets him going.

Izumi is loud, gag him, gag him for me. He’ll look so pretty when he’s gagged, trust me. Do it with your underpants if you must, he’ll look so beautiful, flushed and screaming into the object, desperate for you to touch him.

Yes he gets off to your scent, don’t be surprised if you find him touching himself with an article of clothing against his nose when he misses you, hand furiously stroking himself, wishing that it was your hand or your mouth instead.

Izumi is a bottom-leaning switch, he wants to be taken cared of but that doesn’t mean he won’t hesitate to top you anytime soon. Push his buttons enough and he will. He’ll mark you, mark him in return. He’ll flush as he tries to hide the love bites you give him. But is more than proud when he can see the bites he has given you.

The times when Izumi tops are...whoo baby. He’ll spill nothing but filthy praise from his lips about how your mouth feels on him, how good his cock feels whenever you do something to him. He’s highkey possessive as hell, so catch him calling you ‘mine’. “This is mine, right, master? You know I’m the only one that can make you feel good like this~”

Izumi is fucking greedy as hell whenever you decide to wear something underneath your clothing for him. A glimpse of it and he has a heart attack, Izumi.exe cannot work. Please come back later. He might straight up run away before coming back two seconds later to try and drag you into a secluded corner of the citadel to rip those damn clothes off of you and how dare you wear such a thing that’s only for his eyes.

Yes he isn’t afraid to publicly tease you or being caught having sex. Sure he’ll scream and be super duper embarrassed about it for a while but he’ll be fiiiine. It’s not gonna stop him from dragging you into your office and closing the door and curtains to fuck you on top of your desk anyway.

Izumi has a pretty decent sex drive, which tends to come and go but he’s honestly always ready to fuck you at any given point. Just give him a good reason to. He’ll flush and be flustered, stutter over his words and may downright pass the fuck out but he won’t hesitate to tease you right back with some naughty words.

Izumi loves it when you are on top of him, taking your pleasure from him as you see fit - he also secretly loves it when he’s being tied down when you do this. He loves seeing your face as it contorts in pleasure, and his mouth having an easy reach to your chest and nipples.

Damn it put his mouth to WORK. Shut him up with your nether regions, make him service you. Izumi adores being between your legs and watching every movement, every gasp and moan you make. He wants to drink up your moans like water if he could.

There are times when Izumi denies how horny he is, especially when you can see it in his body language, the way his oceanic blues ghost over your skin, how he bites down on his lower lip when his eyes glaze over your chest and ass - keep pushing his buttons, if he’s in denial that normally means he wants to be topped. He’s also very very much into overstim.

Loves it when you are wearing nothing but his haori, you cannot tell how many times you two fucked on top of that thing to the point it permanently has your scent on it.

Aftercare is rather quick. Clean you up to the bare minimum than pass the fuck out and cuddle. He has to cuddle you! No arguments here!

Horikawa Kunihiro

Hori Hori may have a pretty low sex drive, but he is a little shit about it when he wants to. You can tell when he’s in the mood, he isn’t as showy as Kane-san but it’s much more subtle. Soft whispers when you two are alone, his cheeks lightly flushed at the naughty thoughts in his head. “I want to give you my love tonight, master. Will you let me taste you until you cannot remember anything else but me?” 

Hori doesn’t pleasure himself often whenever he misses you, as said before, pretty low sex drive. That doesn’t mean he won’t do such a thing though, it’s quick and seamless, almost preparing himself for the night to come. Of course he knows to control himself but sometimes he can’t help it!

Hori’s favorite position is him between your legs, servicing you until you are screaming his name, where he can watch you with hooded eyes, forcing your legs apart for better access. He lives to pleasure you, to see you cum at least six times more than he does. 

Hori is also a service top, treating you as glass whenever he is on top. Soft kisses to your thighs, peppering kisses to your chest and marking them as his. That being said, he doesn’t mind being on the bottom. He has a habit of covering his mouth whenever you pleasure him in turn though, tIE HIM DOWN. His moans are beautiful, don’t hide them.

Speaking of tying, yes he will use the red ribbon on his uniform to tie your hands together. Don’t you fucking dare hide your screams and moans from him. Hori will not hesitate to gag you if needed, but would rather not. Would have you choke on his fingers if he must. Yes you can suck on his fingers, it’s great as hell and it gets him going.

Will also love it when you wear nothing but his shirt or jacket. It’s also a surefire way to get him in the mood. He’ll flush, clear his throat, and almost try to adjust it to look more proper on you. “Did you miss me that much, love?” he would question before kissing you.

And then we get to marking. Hori is very easy to mark, his skin bruises pretty easily and he won’t hesitate to show off his marks with a sense of shy pride. He loves marking you up though! It brings him a sense of pride whenever you two are in public and he sees that you are also showing off the marks he gave you. 

Oh Hori is very curious about toys, will dedicate an entire day of learning about the kinks and toys of the modern era. Consent is very important for him of course so he will always ask before doing anything naughty to you, unless you like the spontaneous stuff then he can do that! He caters his needs around yours as he is so giving after all. 

Rarely does Horikawa get jelly at all, he trusts you! But he won’t lie that it makes his skin crawl when someone looks at you with interest in their eyes. Even Kane-san is not safe from Hori’s glares. Expect him to mark you up even more after this incident.

Hori is very versatile. Top? Bottom? Whatever! He’ll be oh so happy just to be connected with you like this! He doesn’t care what position he’s in as long as he can be with you!

Horikawa always wants to see your face whenever you two are fucking. So if you two are doing doggy style, expect some mirror sex with some dirty talk thrown in there. He loves seeing your expressions as you two fuck.

If Horikawa is ever bottoming for you, it’s beautiful. He becomes so needy, praising you no matter what positions you two are in, begging for more. He’ll always be touching you somehow, and giving up control is something he isn’t against. He’ll tug on your hair during these times, arching his back, so on and so forth.

100% is that one dude who wakes up their partner with oral sex, change my mind. It’s gentle and sweet, fingers toying with your nether regions and a smirk dancing on his lips. And then he’ll pull away, is a weeee bit into orgasm denial until one of y’all is a sobbing mess - prefers it if you orgasm deny him though. But is more so into overstim, he loves you so much after all! You need to be fucked properly!

Yes Hori will 100% steal your bank account to find you something cute to wear under your clothing. Will love it when you model for him too! Has an entire collection of tabs saved of things for you to wear.

Super prepared for aftercare. Sheets? Changed. Water? Ready! Cuddles? Mandatory.

Nagasone Kotetsu

His nipples and chest are his biggest weak points, tweak them, nip them, suck on them. Oh man Naga-san will be putty in your hands. He just has really nice man tits i want to suck on them. But Nagasone will do the same to you! He will lavish your upper body with nothing but marks and kisses, adoring the way you squirm in his arms. During sex, Nagasone’s mouth has to be on something. Be it sucking on your fingers, a gag, or something or other man. It’s good as hell.

He has more control over his sex drive than Izuminokami but his sex drive is a lil bit more higher than Horikawa’s. Right in the middle. He knows he can keep control of himself but then there’s moments when he goes feral, pinning you down to whatever surface you have, teeth digging into your skin, giving you all of the love he can ever give you and more. Nagasone loves you, he wants to show it to the world.

There is a sly smirk whenever someone notices the love bites he has, or he has given you. He may have a light pink flush that decorates his cheeks when someone teases him about it, but he is proud of the marks he bears whenever you mark him. Won’t hesitate to show them off to the world if he must. Hachisuka might tell him to cut it out but is that going to stop him? No.

Like Horikawa, Nagasone is a service top and gives more than he gets back. He may be a fake but Nagasone thinks that you are his sun, his stars, his moon, the one who loves him despite who the hell he is. He wants to show you how much you mean to him, so most of the time the sexy times between y’all is soft as shit. He worships your body oh so much.

Do the same to him! Like I said, his chest is his weakest point. Mark it up, lavish him with praise and affection. Nagasone will act like it doesn’t do anything to him, but the way his cock twitches with your words speaks volumes. “Don’t say such things, love, you never know what I could do to you next.” though Nagasone always makes sure to return the favor!

Nagasone is so into body worship it’s not even funny. He could spend the rest of his day in the temple that is your body, between your legs, marking your thighs up and just basking in your presence. He also loves it when you wear something of his. It smells like him and it’s warm and cozy but man does it get him going.

Like Horikawa, Nagasone will be rather curious about toys and lingerie. Yes he may have tabs open on your computer on things for you to wear, but it’s all leather and lace. A few toys here and there, he doesn’t go fully into it like he will but he will happily learn more to pleasure you and please you!

Wear something under your clothing and flash it to him. I dare you. He will not hesitate to drag you away to somewhere private and make you fucking sob. “Wearing something like that? I didn’t think you would find out I liked that kind of thing, master. Mind if you take it off for me?” and then its ripped, whoops.

Nagasone loves your hands and how they deal with the rest of the swords. Loves kissing your fingertips and finger pads, sucking on your damn fingers and smirking as your eyes glaze over with lust.

Oh dude praise dOES something to Nagasone. He loves it when you praise him for doing such a good job when he’s servicing you, tug on his hair. He loves it when you’re rough with him.

If you ask him to be rough with you, you’re not walking for a week. He’ll make sure that you are fucked properly, overstimmed to the point you might just pass out from the pleasure. Pinned down to whatever surface he deems right, kissed until your lips are swollen and sore. Oh Nagasone will not be holding back. He will drag his nails down your back when you cling on to him, your body will be covered in nothing but his bites and marks now.

Is not into choking. I’m gonna put that out there right now. But kinda into collars?

Loves it when you sit in his lap and he’s ramming into you from below. He loves seeing your face when you get worked up like this! He always wants to see your face when you two are fucking, and also sucking on his fingers as he sings nothing but praises about how good you feel. Will also love to sit on your lap whenever he is taking you.

Nagasone will not deny that he has thought about fucking you under a table, your desk most likely. He’s a sneaky little shit and smirks as his fingers find your sex, toying with it until you want to snap. He’ll hate you forever if you do the same to him, expect him to slam you against a wall in frustration and roughly take you right then and there.

After care is simple. Swiftly clean and then pass the fuck out. Nagasone is a fucking furnace of a big dude so you’ll always be warm around him. Maybe he’ll joke that he wants a second round? Who knows, fufu.

[stariwrites]

woohoo look at my baby go 🥳 congratulations!!

gonna send mine in early, if that’s okay cause ya girl is gonna be working on both days 😭 (you can post this whenever you’d like to 🤍)

may i request main stage with dabi + stay away from my baby — banes world 🥰 weeee thank you so much, beautiful mwaaah

Thank you so much, gorgeous!! None of this would be possible without you🥰

thank you for your constant encouragement and support

ik say it alot but I really do appreciate it and I appreciate you!! I shall bestow a kiss of good fortune upon your forehead, I hope work goes okay. mwaah

Pairing: Dabi x Reader (pronouns aren’t stated)

Warnings: None

“We’re almost there,” Dabi said, walking briskly in front of him. He spent most of his life thinking he’d never be seen by somebody. That was before you came along and ruined that entire thought process. It took a while but little by little he felt the wall within his heart crumble. And now he was about to show you something he never has before.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when you rushed next to him and interlocked your fingers today. A bright smiling crossed onto your face his heart swelled in his chest. You were too precious and always knew when he needed to get out of his head.

“You’re something else you know that?”

You hummed before kissing his cheek. “I know that baby, but do you know how much I love you?” Dabi stopped walking and turned his full attention on you. The scarred hand that wasn’t holding your hand went to cup your face.

“I love you too doll,” his voice was soft and low. “Just a little bit more and then we are there,” he began leading you once again. You giggled and tried to keep up with his pace.

“Where are we going anyway?”

“It’s a surprise.” You perked up. A surprise? If there was one thing Dabi never did it was surprises. He hated them and would rather surprise you with little things like restocking your fridge or making dinner if you forgot. He told you as much when you two began to start dating.

“I don’t do grand gestures,” he rasped as a scowl formed at the mere mention of one. “Don’t expect that to change.”

You held back a laugh, he changed since that time period. Opening up more and more you were able to see different sides of your boyfriend. He could be closed off and cold but he could also be soft especially if you had a bad day.

A rush of Spring wind surrounded the two of you. It chilled your bones ripping a shiver out of you, without even thinking about it Dabi pulled you closer to him. The heat radiating off his body was welcoming. You nuzzled your face in his arm.

“Softie,” you mumbled with a snort.

“Alright, that’s enough affection, maybe I’ll  just let you be cold,” a knowing smirk was on his face when he pushed you away. You whined at the loss of contact making grabby hands at him. He avoided your attempts to hold him again until you began to pout. At that moment he walked toward you and pulled you into a hug.

“There,” he said, kissing the top of your head. “Better?”

“Maybe, that still doesn’t excuse you for being mean.”

He held you for a few more seconds that felt like eternity before letting you go. “Will this?” You fixed your gaze ahead of you to see the harbor rippling under the moonlight. The stars danced along the sky twinkling every so often. You couldn’t believe your eyes. Just when you thought the surprise couldn't be any better you noticed a small table with a radio on top of it.

“Dabi,” it was almost inaudible. “What is this?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “I uh, I know I don’t do big gestures but you’ve done so much and so I-” he took a deep breath. “I wanted to do something.”

A soft song began to fill the silence between you two. You recognized the soft guitar strumming away. You loved this song, but you remembered only telling Dabi once. You had no idea how he managed to pull it off.

“It’s not anything special or anything so-” you abruptly ut him off with a kiss. His eyes widened before he relaxed and wrapped his arms around you.

“It’s perfect, I love it. Thank you, Dabi.”

The two of you began to sway to the music, he didn’t know how he got so lucky, but he wasn’t about to question it. “I love you too.”