#THE LITTLE STRANDS OF HAIRRR

[italoniponic]

Me, coming back to tumblr after a tiresome day: Hey... what have I lost?

Twst: YO TAKE THIS *violently throws Jack's card*

where do I even begin? the definition of "last but not less important"

[sweet1delusi0ns]

Playing with naruto boys hair ──☆*:・ﾟ

Slightly suggestive (kankuro ofc)

Characters: Naruto🦊,sasuke🗡️,Itachi🥀, kakashi🍃, kiba🐺, shikamaru🀄️,shino🪲,neji🎋,Lee🥋,choji🍥,gaara⏳,kankuro🪆

Naruto🦊-*

He loves attention so honesty he is down for anything. Weither your petting his head or braiding it he will always rub into your hand like a little puppy😭 he doesn’t beg for you to play with his hair but he never refuses the offer~

You were braiding his hair while he slowly fell asleep, thinking he was already asleep you started to talk to yourself “ ugh your so cute with your fluffy hair” you whisper “tsk, and you think it makes you look like a hedgehog, a cute hedgehog if anything~” then you can hear him giggle and turn a soft pink “oh my god your awake?!” “Hehehehe…yeahhh” “thanks y/n~”

Sasuke🗡️-*

He thinks he’s so tough and mostly it is but when he gets all soft with you late at night all he wants is to cuddle and for you to play with his hair. He just lays on your chest and when you don’t start playing with his hair he will clear his throat in a very dramatic way!

“AEhemHHHH” “…yes?” “Well? Arent you going to…?” “Huh?” “Play with my hair y/n!!!” “Ohhhhh! I knew that I just wanted to hear you say it~” “Y/N!” You giggle at his neediness 

Itachi🥀-*

Straight forward, to the point, just “play with my hair.” And that’s it. He can be very timid but most of the time he’s not ashamed to ask for things!

“Y/n? My darling?” “Yes?” He sits down infront of you “can you play with my hair?” You reach down and kiss his hair softly “of course!” And you drag your fingers through his soft hair you ask “anything else baby?” He whimpers softly at the head massage “I love you y/n…” you giggle “I love you too!”

Kakashi🍃-*

Every time you see his hair down it’s just an urge to go up to him a play with it, it looks so soft honestly! You never have before but one day after he takes a nice shower and walk out with his hair down and freshly dried you just had to ask!

“Why are You staring at me y/n? You think I’m that handsome?~” he teases “well you are handsome but I’m just looking at your hair” “ah why?” “It looks so soft!” “Oh!…want to touch it?” He walks over to you bowing his head in front of you while giving you cute puppy eyes. You reach for a strand of his hair and just as you thought it was soft as silk! “Oh my god what conditioner do you use babe?” He giggles while sitting down next to you, not moving his head away from your loving hand. You sat there playing with his hair for hours!

Kiba🐺-*

He always sees how excited akamaru gets when you pet him so he kinda wondered what if felt like, but he didn’t want to be weird so he didn’t know how to ask. So he didn’t ask!

“What’s up kibaa?” “Hey y/n!!” He lays down on your lap which he does often but this time he did something different “can I have your hand y/n?” “Of course puppy!” He grabs your hand and immediately places it on his head waiting for you to get the hint. “Uh? Heh what are you doing…OHHHHH you want me to play with your hairrr how cutee!!” “Shut up y/n!!! Gosh cant a guy get some pets without being teased.” You laugh at his response. But you gladly gave him all the pets he wanted! (Akamaru was jealous)

Shikamaru🀄️-*

Similar to kakashi, you rarely see his hair down so once you saw him relaxing in bed with his hair down you couldn’t resist

You crawl in bed with him which Suprisingly he didn’t realize, but once you started playing with the ends of his hair he opened his eyes to look at you “uh, what are you doing dear?” “Playing with your hair” “w-why?” “Because I Love You?” “Hm, Ok……can you brush it out while your at it? It’ll get frizzy and I’m to lazy to deal with it” “of course! But only if you don’t whine about it” “be gentle and I won’t whine!” He closes his eyes waiting to feel the brush softly dragging through his hair (for now on he always asks you to brush his hair)

Shino🪲-*

He doesn’t mind what you do to him as long as your happy! I feel like his hair gets frizzy in humidity and your happy to take care of it, kind of like shika. Except he asks you to help not because of the frizz he just secretly likes your hands on his hair

He walks up to you after a fresh shower and hands you a comb, detangle stray and a normal brush. You look up at him a little lost just to see his hair poofy and slightly curled “…do you want me to do your hair?” “Yes I don’t know how” (he does he just wants you to do it) “hm Finee, cmon sit in front of me” you took very nice care of his hair which he appreciated so much. Now most of the time when you play with his hair it just turns into you playing salon with him (LOL)

Neji🎋-*

I’ve said it before he loves it when you play with his hair but he will never ask. Normally he just sits next to you and play with his own hair until you do it for him. He thinks he’s so sneaky when he does it but in reality it’s so obvious he wants your attention

He’s currently braiding the ends of his hair which he never does so you knew what he wanted already “neji what are you doing sweetheart?” “Just braiding my hair” He looks up at you with a small smirk hoping you caught on “oh ok!…may I help?” “YES” “…” “uhm I mean…sure!” He’s not smooth at all but let’s just pretend he is- he just lays on his stomach and let’s you do whatever you want to his long hair. You can put it up in a bun or maybe a ponytail, whatever you pick he just likes the attention!

Lee🥋-*

He also LOVESSSS attention, love and care no matter what! He would just jump onto you and beg for you to pet him! Which you always do, especially after a long day he lovesss ittt

“Y/n-Chan! Please! I would do anything just for you to play with my hair!” You look at him for a while just to soak in his pouty lips and puppy dog eyes, but you took to long to respond so he took it as a no apparently. “PLEASE,PLEASE,PLEASE,PLEASE,PLE-” “YES LEE OK!!” “YAY!” He tucks his head into your hand so you could hold onto his face while playing with his hair, also so he can stare at your beautiful face with love in his eyes

Choji🍥-*

Now this boy has a lot of hair, it’s a like a blanket! So sometimes you just cling to his back and bury your head into his fluffy hair. Other than cuddling into his hair you also love playing with it. One time you put them into two pig tails and he looks ADORABLE! He didn’t take them out the whole day

“Your sooooo CUTEEE AHHH” He is currently twirling his hair which you put into a cute ponytail “ya think so y/n?” “Mhm!! But let’s try something elsee” you take the band holding his hair up out gently as to not put any hair out, then you dragged both hands from his scalp all the way down his hair which made him shiver. You grabbed two pieces of his hair from the front of his head to put them into two buns. After that you took a look at his cute face. “Oh my gosh you look like a cute little bear!” “Ha little?” “Yeah your just a silly little guy!” Which made him blush. He loves moments like this

Gaara⏳-*

He is very timid with any new form of physical affection so when you suggested playing with his hair he was a little shy but also confused, why does she want to touch my hair? Is it because it’s red? He didn’t understand but was willing

“I’m ok with you touching my hair I’m just wondering why?” You smile at his curiosity “it’ll feel good sweetheart, I’ll give you a nice head massage~” he likes massages so that comforted him a little. Once you made contact with his hair he felt a little less anxious. “Feel good?” His eyes softened while he turned drowsy “yes…thank you” he fell asleep not to far into the massage, but now you know any time he has trouble sleeping you could put him to sleep by playing with his hair

Kankuro🪆-*

I’ve said before he LOVES his hair, you rarely get to touch is. But he will let you touch it if you pull it play with it which he does like but never admits it

“Why would I let your touch my glorious hair!” “You let me pull it last night?” “SHUP UP?!” Teasing him is always fun so you get a laugh out of it, but you do really want to play with his hair “no serious let me play with it! I promise you’ll love ittt~” “Ughhhh fineeeee” he mumbled while he sits on his knees infront of you. Once you actually started playing with it He visibly relaxed “told you you’d love ittt” “I don’t love it! I just…yeah fine you win I love it”

[homelanderbutbig]

You Love Me For Me (G/T Homelander x Reader)

1938 words. Pure fluff. Homelander is 8 feet tall. Reader is non-descriptive. Established relationship.

Homelander gets drunk, and things become a little silly. Inspired by a conversation with @sehtoast (this is dedicated to you, brother man).

You don't know how it's come to this. One minute, you were making a comment on whether or not Homelander could get drunk, and the next thing you knew there was a delivery of booze to the penthouse. You weren't expecting something so stupid to become an arguement, but he was adamant on proving to you he wasn't just your average supe. He is stronger, bigger, and better than everyone else. His body is impenetrable, superior, and won't allow him to get intoxicated.

And yet… he got drunk.

It's late in the evening, and he's sprawled out on the couch with his massive head in your lap. His eyes are half-lidded and glossy, drifting lazily around the room and he gazes at who knows what.

Running your fingers through his hair, Homelander is powerless to stop all of his content little noises from seeping out as his mouth hangs open ever so slightly. His smile is woozy, and his hot breaths let you smell the alcohol permeating his entire being. All of his limbs are outstretched, with his left arm and leg laying heavy on the floor. One of his gloves is on the coffee table, and you have no idea where he put the other one.

You sigh to yourself, having no idea how you're going to get out of this predicament.

Your attention is turned back to the deep voice chuckling below you as Homelander nuzzles his large head into your chest, finally focusing on you.

"You doing okay?" you question, giving his scalp a generous scratch. The leg he has on the ground starts bouncing up and down, like a dog getting a good pet.

"Yeeaaahhh…" he drawls, still grinning at you. His once glazed over expression now seems to have a sense of purpose, and you can see a mischievous spark in his eyes. "Yoouuu… y-you're cuuuute."

"…Thank you?" you tell him, confused.

"Hmmmm…" he hums, before lifting his arm off the floor up to your head, twirling strands of your hair in between his index finger and thumb. "I liiike… your hairrr…"

"What do you like about it?" you ask, returning the favour by snaking your fingertips through his undercut.

"S'prreeetty…s-soft… smells gooood…" he replies. "Like youuu… you allllways smell gooood…" he continues, moving his hand to boop your nose before settling it down on his stomach.

"What do I smell like?" you query.

"Mmmmm… heaaaavennnn…" he mumbles, leaning his nose into your chest.

You're surprised to hear him talk like this, so openly. One thing you've come to learn about Homelander is that is that he prefers to show his affection through actions rather than words. The most you've ever heard him express is 'I love you'.

Every day he showers you with flowers, gifts, hugs, and kisses. He enjoys cuddling with you, holding your hands when he takes his gloves off, and keeping you up to his chest so you can be at eye level with him. But get him to tell you what it is about yourself that he loves? Never.

Just as you get lost in your own thoughts about Homelander's tipsy confessions, he gets his own ideas. Abruptly, he raises his body just enough to grab you and pull you on top of his abdomen, keeping you seated in place with one of his immovable hands spread across your back.

Looking right at you causes him to start giggling, making you shake and feel like you're on an amusement park ride.

"What's so funny?" you question.

"Youuu," he proclaims, proudly showing off his fangs with his broad smile. He uses his hand that's not propping you up to squish your cheeks together. "Youuuu… y-youu… y-you're cuuuuute…"

The hypersensitivity Homelander usually has over his strength appears to have greatly diminished in his drunken state, evident by the painful pinches to your face. You try and give him a gentle reminder by holding onto his big hand and tapping his knuckles. Thankfully, even when he's hammered he can still pick up on your cues, and he releases his ironclad grasp.

"I liiike… like yoooouuu," he says, stroking your face with his long fingers. He carefully runs along every nook and cranny of your visage, taking great consideration not to miss anything. It's not like this is the first time he's touched your face, but something about it right now is completely entrancing to him.

"What do you like about me, Homelander?" you decide to enquire, seeing if he'll keep being honest about his feelings for you. You don't know if you'll ever get another opportunity like this again.

"Mmmm… y-yooou're nice," he professes, looking directly into your eyes. "Kiiind… goood… youuu… youu… you looove mee… f-for me."

The longer he talks, the more you can see some form of realization kick in. To what you don't know, but something that he's saying is slowly peeling away his happy grin, and replacing it with sad teary eyes.

"Y-you're not s-scaaared… y-you love m-me," he sputters, unable to halt the torrent of tears you've unleashed with your prying question. "Y-y-youuu… make m-me f-feel… n-normal!!"

Deep down Homelander has always known why he loves you, but he's never been able to articulate it. Even though he trusts you, he's always found it hard to be open with you about himself, and anything you're able to get out of him is in little teaspoon-sized amounts.

When it comes down to the main cause, he has issues trusting people. Those he's placed reliance on in the past have all lied to him, hiding information from him, to 'protect' him. They only wanted to use his longing for connection to further their own goals. How can he be expected to express his humanity, his inner pain, if the world can't even give him basic understanding in return?

But you… you're different. He doesn't have to put on an act around you. He can show you his vulnerability, and you don't laugh. No, you swaddle him in your love, and bring comfort to his insecurities. You guard him like he's your most precious treasure.

He has no idea how he got so lucky to find you, but he knows he can't ever let you go.

Wobblily, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in for a hug, nestling his head on your shoulder. He squeezes you so firmly you find it hard to breathe, and you're afraid he might accidentally snap you in half.

"H-Homelander," you manage to gasp, swatting his back as hard as you can.

"S-s-sooorry!! I-I'm s-soooorry," he babbles, loosening his hug enough to let you breathe again. "I l-l-loove youu! I-I looove y-you! I-I…" he repeats, though you're not sure if he's saying it at you or just to reassure himself. Regardless, you do your best to return his embrace.

"I know big boy, I know. I love you too," you console him, scratching the back of his head. Your enchanted fingers make quick work of his nerves, and he settles himself down.

He keeps you in this hold for a while, even after his tears are long gone. In fact, you realize Homelander's grasp on you is becoming more lax. Taking advantage of his limp arms, you lift yourself up and discover he is starting to nod off.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," you say, caressing his cheek. "I think it's time for us to go to bed, okay?"

"Mmhhmmm…" he murmurs, looking at you with barely cognizant eyes and giving you a tired smile. However, he makes no attempt to even get up. Instead, he just shuts his eyes and snuggles himself into the couch, deciding this is his bed for the night.

With a deep exhale, you know you don't have a chance in hell at lifting this eight foot tall man up off the couch. You know you have to put forward a different stragedy if you're going to get this giant goober into bed. Luckily, you have a pretty good idea on how to entice him.

You slide off the couch, leaving him alone while you walk over to Homelander's bed. Since you moved into his penthouse, you managed to convince him to put a mini fridge in his bedroom. It started out as something there for you, as you like to have cold water before bed and it's more convenient to have it nearby and easily accessible. However, the majority of the fridge is now taken up by bottles of milk. It's become a nightly routine for the two of you, sharing a sip with Homelander before cuddling together under the sheets. He just can't resist his bedtime milk.

Taking one bottle of milk out of the fridge, you unscrew the lid and let the faint smell of dairy do its magic. It only takes a split second for you to hear a sluggish rustling from the living room, but you don't hear Homelander's familiar footsteps.

You have to use all of your willpower not to burst into laughter at what happens next. Rather than risk stumbling and bumping into everything with his uneven gait, he decided to float into the bedroom. It's nowhere near as spectacular as when he flies into the air at the speed of sound. In this moment, the closest thing he reminds you of is a cartoon character floating to a windowsill over the smell of a freshly baked pie.

He lands his full body weight onto the bed, practically knocking you down in the process, and you have to cover the top of the bottle with your hand to prevent the milk from spilling out. Although you shoot him an unimpressed glare, he simply giggles at your expression.

"Come here, have your milk then it's straight to sleep, alright?" you instruct, feeling more like you're parenting the world's biggest toddler. You shift yourself up to Homelander's oversized pillow, patting it so he knows where you want him.

Haphazardly, he crawls up to you and lays down on his back, letting you cradle his head in the crook of your arm while you lean on top of the pillow. You angle his head upright, with his cheek to your chest, as he looks at you with hazy yet eager eyes. Usually he can just grab the bottle himself and down it in one gulp, but he's hardly conscious and you don't want to risk him doing something stupid like choking.

"Not too fast, okay?" you direct him, tilting the bottle into his mouth. He gives you a slow nod as he takes careful sips, his eyelids getting heavier with each swallow.

By the time he's drank all of the milk, his eyes are closed. Foolishly, you think your nonsensical evening has finally come to a close, but Homelander is always full of surprises. Just as you get ready to tuck him in, he rolls forward onto his stomach, trapping you underneath one of his arms.

"Homelander! Homelander!!" you yell in vain, smacking him on the shoulder as hard as you can. However, your hopes of rousing him are dashed when you hear him start to snore; he is out like a light. There is absolutely no chance you're going to wake him up.

You attempt to wage a futile war against the massive arm pinning you in place. Fortunately it's at a slant that still lets you breathe normally, but you succumb to the knowledge that you aren't going anywhere the rest of the night. Tonight's been enough of a wild adventure, you've earned some rest.

You just hope to god once the morning comes, his hangover isn't half as dramatic.

[missamyrisa2]

Miss Amy you are my favorite tickle blog, I love your clit tickling content the most its my favorite and it always makes me feel warm

I was wondering how you would enjoy a cute girl that gets all blushy when you pet and scratch her head/play with her hair? 🖤💛🖤

Ooooh it is allllll over for youuuu cutieee if I know that hairplay melts youuuu ~ because I knowww I knowwww howww lovely and amazing and overloading that sensation is and you'll see it alll in my knowing smirks and little hmmmss and mmhmmms and 'yeah that's what I thoughtttt, a cutie~' comments as I liiightly slide my nails through your hair down to your scalp and gently scratch around, making sure you feeeel every motion of my nails, every one of my nails massaging and rubbing and scratching around in elegant loooong motionsss ~ 'mmhmm mmhmm that feels so good huhhhhh' I murmur in your ear as I move your hair aside and brush my lips ever so close.

Once I get you all nice and prewarmed I'll sigh happily and begin brushing your hair out with my big paddle brush ~ the endless little nubbies grazing and loving on your head with each stroke. 'ah ahhhh ~ don't resist it~ you knowww you love the brushiesssss' I insist, humming and giving you alll the adoring attention on your hair, positioning your head gently and moving the brush so I get absolutely every last strand touched, with your scalp so thoroughly given alll the blunt brush scratchies.

And thennnnn ~ it's time for me to run my fingers through that silken hair, ooh yesss. Over and over. Down through your hair, spread apart, grazing your scalp, giving the back of your neck little massages when I get down there. Thoughtfully giving your shoulders little squeezes and rubs. Parting your hair so I can plant little kissies up the back of your head. Making loose braids and softly tugging them loose only to start it all over. 'Mmmhh darlingggg such a beautiful lovelyyy creature youu are with alll this gorgeous hair' I coo and comment 'niiiice soft hairrr nice soft hairrr mhmmmm brush brush brushyyyyy' I tease knowing my voice is driving you into the fuzzies as one finger moves to the other ear and traces the rim and shape before dipping inside ever so liightly, in and out as I continue to whisper and murmur and coo. 'gasp it out sweetieee I'll take allll your feelings, alll your emotions mmhmmm'

With you reeling from the overload, my finger is replaced by my soft white feather. I'm a little more quiet with my words, mostly humming and even a little gasping as I position you, leaning your fuzzied self back as I tickle your ear gently, my fingers tracing along your face over your eyebrows down your cheek to move along your lips. When I have you down I move in to give you the slowest most loving pin, holding your legs down and gently spread, putting your hands down after kissing each one and kissing each finger too. My feather trails downward, follows a similar path tickling at your face, over each eyebrow, along each cheek, across your lips, and elegantly waves along your neck. My kissies create a trail for the feather to follow, across your shoulders down your chest and over the ribs before circling your navel. Soft slowwww gentle light kisses with my feather following to circle each tingly spot.

'niiice swollen girlyyyy pearlyyyyy' I gently declare, giggling as I make my way down your lower tummy. One hand inquisitively palms at your royal area, feeling the excitement before my kisses arrive, lips hovering right over that most royal button. 'sweeeet girlyyy buttton mmmmmhmmm' I snicker and blow a little slow puff of air over your regal pearl, my lower lip barely touching before the feather moves in and starts tracing up and down with that soft soft supple tip. 'girlyyy pearlyyyy girlyyy pearlyyyyy' I taunt, squeaking and humming, taking my feather up and down your swollen wanting royal girl button. 'would you like to sparkle?' I ask matter of factly, my free hand idly tracing your twitching tummy and quivering thighs. 'would you like to sparrrrkle?' I keep going, like a stuck tickle machine, my feather following your every overloaded buck and writhe. 'would you like to sparkle?' My tickles won't stop on your girly pearly, and my skittering nails follow every squirm to keep you giggling and squeaking. I ask you endlessly, my feather waving up and down to coax you out and ease you along to that ticklegasm. I'm not stopping ~ I'm going to make you sparkle and be sooo happyyyy and when you do, the feather isn't stoppping, it's going to keep tickling and I'm gonna make sure your pretty pretty hair is allll brushed out again tooooo ~ snuggling you close to me as I brush you thoughtfully and coo and comment and continue to give your pearlyyy alll the attention it deserves ~<33

[lovely-dr-imagines]

Makoto, Leon, Nagito, and Byakuya with an S/O who is obsessed with playing with their hair:

✾ Hello my lovely! Thank you for the request! I’ll try my best on it! :D ✾

✾ Under the Cut! ✾

✾ ahem, just noticed I have no other happy icons for me other than the one holding the camera or the blushing mahiru... 0-0 oh well im lazy so qjiwshudf guess whos not gonna make new ones bc i like the ones i already made :D? Plus I think I have another happy one hidden somewhere in my camera roll ijdfhygf ✾

✾ Makoto Naegi: 

✎ He didn’t notice it at first. 

✎ Yeah I know, that’s stupid, but he really didn’t notice- 

✎ That was until you started twirling his ahoge- 

✎ His face blushed up and he turned around to see you, who looked surprised and taken aback- (AHOGES GUYS, THEY ARE SENSITIVE (opinion))

✎ “...” 

✎ “Sorry...?” 

✎ Overtime the Makoto became more comfortable to your little massages and hair playing. 

✎ One time, you made a tiny braid from his hair like Kyoko’s!

✎ However, again, he doesn’t notice until he walks to go somewhere and someone points out his hair or if he can see his reflection- 

✎ AND NEITHER DO YOU-

✎ Huh?

✎ Yeah you heard me correctly ya know- 

✎ You’ll somehow go to him and started playing with his brown hair. 

✎ Both of you become surprised- 

✎ ANYWAYS- 

✎ He really likes your scalp massages- 

✎ Seriously, like any normal person, he loves it- 

✎ It feels GOOD- 

✎ One day, after your signature message of his scalp, his hair somehow grew-

✎ And he didn’t want to get a haircut- 

✎ Because he knew you would like more hair to play with <3

✎ When the two of you cuddle or even something small like hugging, you twirl his hair around your finger if you can. 

✎ He finds you playing with his hair calming and soothing. 

✎ This egg fell asleep once when you were playing with his hair... 

✎ And literally 10 minutes later, his head dropped to the right unexpectedly (you were watching TV) and your fingers got tangled- 

✎ You have no idea why- 

✎ But I guess he can get that haircut now-

✾ Kiyotaka Ishimaru: 

✎ Unlike Makoto, this stiff man took notice immediately. 

✎ “Y/N? What are you dong?” 

✎ That sure startled you- 

✎ You started prodding at your fingers, trying to think up an answer... 

✎ “Do you find comfort playing with my hair?” 

✎ Wow he got a bulls eye- 

✎ Playing with hair is a common thing for people to do when nervous or anxious (i know from experience, but now that turned into playing with whatever is on my wrist at the moment-)

✎ “Y-yeah...” You answered weakly. 

✎ “THAT’S ABSOLUTELY FINE Y/N! YOU CAN KEEP DOING SO IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER!”

✎ That’s your Taka <3

✎ Although his hair is short, it feels nice to scale your fingers across his hair back and forth, creating a nice sensation against your skin. 

✎ Surprisingly, his hair, being naturally spiky, is actually pretty soft-

✎ He doesn’t mind whenever you touch his hair, he finds it pretty relaxing too. 

✎ Your scalp massages?? He LOVES them. Seriously. 

✎ You think being a hall monitor is EASY? Taka has to deal with bullies and delinquents skipping classes and argues with people who are even just a minute later for class... 

✎ So you can imagine how much stress in on him. 

✎ Maybe he’ll consider growing his hair out for you... 

✎ Or maybe not...

✎ OH GOD THE THOUGHT OF TAKA WITH LONG HAIR KIND OF SCARES ME-

✎ WHY DID I THINK THIS UP I DONT LIKE THAT IDEA, LET ME PERISH THE THOUGHT-

✎ Nah, I think he likes his hair short, no? 

✎ Yeah, just ruffling his short hair is good enough... 

✎ Good enough for him to start developing a habit of playing with your hair when the two of you cuddle, hug, or are juts generally near each other. 

✎ It doesn’t bother either of you- 

✎ Any why would it? 

✎ Both of you enjoy it so what’s the harm? 

✎ If you are waiting for me to say the harm, there really isn’t any-

✾ Leon Kuwata: 

✎ He probably played with your hair first. 

✎ Then you did the same thing- 

✎ Both of you guys couldn’t help it- 

✎ Both of yous have the same thing- 

✎ Leon probably plays with hair when he’s distressed or frustrated, like if he failed an assignment or couldn’t find the confidence to make a band for the first time so he can actually be related to music for the first time. 

✎ You probably play with hair when you are nervous. 

✎ When the two of you started dating, you sat next to each other and started talking about random stuff when Leon unconsciously started playing with your hair- 

✎ That’s how you figured out he was like you- 

✎ Ish?

✎ Idk- 

✎ But he was nervous and/or frustrated at himself for being called a wuss before this little date. 

✎ Now, both of you don’t mind playing with each other’s hair. Like Taka’s headcanons, whenever you and Leon cuddle, hug, or just in near proximity to each other, hair twirling and other doodads will commence- 

✎ Scalp massages don’t really help Leon, but he enjoys them nonetheless. He’ll ask for them if he feels really down or stressed. 

✎ He’ll also give YOU scalp massages if you want them. However, you obviously like playing with his hair better-

✎ Once, Leon jokingly said that he would cut his hair if he find one more tangle in his locks- 

✎ You took it quite seriously though- 

✎ And no tangles would be found the next day, or the next, or the day after that. 

✎ His hair has been conditioned by you 0-0 

✎ HOW YOU DID IT?  

✎ You will play with his hair if it’s the last thing you do. 

✎ The time where both of you play with each other’s hair the most is during studies or homework. 

✎ Both of you would go sit next to another and go focus on your own assignments. 

✎ and the two of yous would eventually go to sleep... 

✎ On each other... 

✎ Hand on each other’s head, entwining the hair in between your fingers. 

✎ When the two of you wake up... 

✎ His hand isn’t tangled in your hair... 

✎ BUT YOUR HAND IS STUCK IN HIS HAIR- 

✎ “I guess we have to cut my hair-”

✎ you started crying immediately- 

✎ LEON FIX THEM-

✾ Nagito Komeada: 

✎ When you first reached for his head, he instinctively spun his head around to face you- 

✎ “S/O? What are you doing? Don’t tell me you were planning on breaking my neck so trash like me won’t exist anymore! Actually, I wouldn’t mind if that’s what you were going to do!” he chuckled with an innocent smile, “But could you tell me what you were planning to do with my head?” 

✎ Well- 

✎ That scared you- 

✎ he has some good reflexes to hear you go up to him- 

✎  but this has got you flustered- 

✎ “U-Uhm... I was gonna play with your hair? It looks fluffy,” you mumbled, though Nagito heard you. 

✎ “Oh... If that’s the problem, I don’t mind. Mess up my hair and do whatever with it! I doubt you would like my hair though!” he giggled again, same low-self esteem as ever <3

✎ As you touched his hair, it was exactly what you expected. 

✎ It was soft and surprisingly silky. 

✎ Since his hair is long you make some pretty nice hairstyles. 

✎ Braids are a must for this man’s hair. 

✎ Not even to mention simple styles, like a ponytail (TOTALLY A REFERENCE TO THE 10TH ANNIVERSARY PICTURE, ABSOLUTELY, I NEED TO MENTION THIS, I CAN’T GET OVER HIS HAIRRR) 

✎ Unlike what the other boys did, Nagito does not play with your hair, no matter how tempting. 

✎ His hands do not deserve to touch your hair- 

✎ Though he may have played with it once... 

✎ Okay maybe twice- 

✎ Though, it was only twice... and on accident- 

✎ His luck did it- 

✎ He swears that it wasn’t him and his own free will- 

✎ It was his luck- 

✎ I mean, he was walking, tripped onto you, and his hand managed to run through your hair-

✎ And then it happened again a few days after- 

✎ Those were the only times- 

✎ Your scalp massages are... difficult- 

✎ Why you may ask? 

✎ His hair is too long- 

✎ And whenever you go into his hair, it somehow gets tangled with you hand. 

✎ I don’t make the rules for his hair- 

✎ It just gets tangled easily- 

✎ But you don’t ever want him to cut it-

✎ Like, ever- 

✎ You’ll manage- 

✎ But, uh oh, another Makoto scenario happens and WHOOPS now he had to get a haircut-

✎ Nagito isn’t happy about it either, just know that- 

✎ He isn’t happy about it because it brought you despair, c’mon now-

✎ He’ll cuddle your though after so you feel better though :D

✎ So... 

✎ Not a total loss :D

✾ Byakuya Togami: 

✎ Honestly, you guys were on national T.V. 

✎ Seriously. You guys were literally on T.V. because of the news anchors rampaging into Hope’s Peak once. 

✎ It was an unlucky day for Byakuya-

✎ His hair was... Not cooperating with him that day.

✎ Not like you cared- 

✎ Okay maybe a little bit- 

✎ ...

✎ It got on your nerves- 

✎ So you literally sat up, got in front of him, not being subtle about it whatsoever, and you said, “Let me fix your hair.”

✎ Nothing else was said. He just... nodded and closed his eyes. 

✎ Granting you this permission, you started stroking his hair and trying to fix it. Taking off his glasses and ruffling his blonde locks a little, you started fixing it. 

✎ Then a bunch of men and women broke down the door- 

✎ You were not expecting that. You flinched and knocked your forehead against Byakuya’s- 

✎ “OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” Byakuya shouted, obviously oblivious to the multiple cameras on the other side of the room. 

✎ “S-Sorry!” You yelled, backing away from him in a rush, though your couldn’t get far. 

✎ Yes, again- 

✎ Your hands were stuck in his hair. 

✎ Great- 

✎ As Sakura, Aoi, Makoto, and many others such as Leon told the people to get out, you were struggling on how to get your hands out of his lovely golden hair... 

✎ Not as bad now... 

✎ “What are you doing?” He asked, a bit of embarrassment on his face. 

✎ Unconsciously you started giving his head a massage- 

✎ WhOoPs- 

✎ “Oh! Sorry again, I’ll stop-” 

✎ “N-no no... Keep going...” He closed his eyes again as your fingers ran through his hair and pushed against his scalp. 

✎ Would you believe me if I said you two weren’t dating yet in this moment? 

✎ Because you guys weren’t- 

✎ Eventually, your hands got untangled and his gorgeous hair was saved. 

✎ Days after, Byakuya offered you to be his significant other. 

✎ And, duh, you said YES- 

✎ Though he isn’t big on PDA, me makes up for it when he allows you to play with his hair. Just twirling it around your finger makes you happy and your smile? He cannot resist it. 

✎ It was the first cute thing he had ever thought was cute- 

✎ He lets you do those scalp massages all the time, c’mon, he has work to do and he hides all the stress, lets face that fact- 

✎ By the way, tidy up his hair any day. If one strand of hair isn’t the way you like it, you can change it and he won’t get mad. Not in the slightest :D

✎ Byakuya loves how you make hairstyles for him, though he won’t tell. 

✎ But some of them... Can burn. Not his hair, his hair shall not burn, but those hideous designs? Yeah those can burn. 

✎ He’ll still let you do his hair that way if you want though-

Welp! I hope you liked this? It’s kinda short (for all of them of course) but I had no motivation to make this (aka i kinda liked this prompt so i did it, with the leftover of my motivation still in me :’D)

✾ Mod Mahiru ✾

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