#THIS ISNT ENOUGH POOKIE

[tthesongofachilless]

I'm drowning please save me

[zluty-spendlik]

WAKFU REDESIGN SERIES PART 3 - ADAMAÏ

Hiya, Im back lmaooo - took me long enough

I have been struggling with Ad's and Am's design so much. I dont know why. With Amalia, Im going to have to start over- again- 4th times the charm Im sure - but I finally finished this little guy!

ADAMAÏ IS MY FAVORITE CHARACTER GUYS IM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS I LOVE HIM SM

But anyway, here is the final (human form) design:

Im aware he has multiple forms since hes, you know, a shapeshifter, and Im going to add them i promise but im like super tired and burnt out from the rest of my mortal life rn

Anyway, to the DESIGN.

Honestly, Adamais og design kinda sucks. Im sorry (not rlly). He doesnt look similar to Yugo at all - YES I KNOW HES A DRAGON - which bothers me a lot, even his color scheme is a lot different from his literal twin...

In my version, I wanted Ad to look deer-like at first, since I gave Yugo deer features, but then I drew him over and over again until I got this fusion of a moth and a lamb or smthing..

I don't know, but I really like it!

The outfit he's wearing is actually what I plan to be an official eliatrope/dragon robe? Both Grougal and Qilby will be wearing it and - potentially - Yugo in season 3. It has some portal imagery (the spiral on the back), and I don't know I just think it's neat!

ALSO WAKFU FRECKLES-

Season 1

Ad has been raised by Grougaloragran (least complicated name ever, wtf Ankama :3) and with Eliatrope/Dragon traditions, so hes very knowledgable of the now dead culture and values it very much. He loves talking to Yugo about it (he gets almost bored sometimes, but he would never admit it to Adamaï).

He, just like Yugo, is extremely curious and loves studying the way Wakfu works and its limits.

And mainly, he loves Grougal, whom he sees as an idol and a father figure. Which is why hes so hurt when he gets killed by Nox.

It feels like the whole world is collapsing on him. His mentor, care-taker, father, LITERALLY THE ONLY OTHER "PERSON" HE EVER INTERACTED WITH AND THE ONLY OTHER DRAGON ALIVE, is gone.

Adamaï has noone. Well- almost noone. Theres this little 12 year old Eliatrope, his only hope, his only anchor.

And he asks you: "Uh, sorry, whats your name again?"

Season 2

HAHSHA LETS TRAUMATIZE THE BOY!! (Even more than he is) Like I said, Adamaï values his culture and people very much, so I assume he would get very, I mean extremely attached to Yugo. However, Yugo is not actually interested in the same things Adamaï is interested in, which makes him a little bit more avoidable of Ad than he should be, given his emotional state.

Not that we blame him. So instead Ad seeks out a new anchor, a new mentor, a new... idol. Who is that you may ask?

Well, it's Qilby of course. Now here's where the funny trauma part happens, because Adamaï starts blurring the line between Grougal and Qilby.

Qilby's mistakes suddenly don't matter as much because Adamaï cares about him as much as he cared about Grougaloragran even though they don't know each other that long (which is the core of the problem).

Anything he'll be does that is morally questionable suddenly isn't bad, because that's not the mentor that Adamaï was raised with ‐ he trust Grougal completely, so why should Qilby be aby different?

So when Qilby betrays him, Adamaï is all the more surprised and hurt. It doesn't help that he really doesn't want to hurt Qilby: Even though he finally realizes that Qilby is a bad person, Adamaï still sees him as an anchor. He might be bad, but other than Yugo he's the only other person Adamaï has.

So of course he loses the fight, of course he gets captured – he doesn't actually want Qilby to get hurt.

Season 3-4 (5?)

Okay let's make one thing clear, I'm a bit of a hater.

Like I genuinely really dislike season 3 and what it has going on with making Adamaï a villain? I really don't think it fits his character, and I would much prefer for the story to have Yugo and Ad grow closer and revive their culture despite all the horrors and terrible things that have been bestowed up on them - But the writers have decided to go the obvious evil twin route which honestly makes my blood boil..

so I don't think I will be even considering rewriting season 3? I think to make it likeable for myself - as this is a self-indulgent project - I would just have to make my own season 3?

If that makes sense?

Art dump!! (Seriously my sketchbook is filled w this lil guy, these r hand picked) And- woah, is that Cleophée redesign? Maybeee~

@saturnyukaa i was looking forward to ur reaction 👉👈

[amourcherie606]

sobss i wanted to draw for togafuka week but ive been busy with moving and school work. togafuka doodles!!

[nanamimizz-archived]

i love shadowheart so much man. one of the best female characters written imo

[todayisafridaynight]

aoki 🥰 <- malicious intent

[ipegchangbin]

HOLY SHIT Z WHAT THE HELL⁉️⁉️😟😟🤯🤯

NEVER HAVE I EVER READ A FIC THAT MADE MY PUSSY THROB THAT MUCH‼️‼️🤭🙁🥵🥵😳😳😱😱😱

I READ THAT THING LIKE FIVE 5️⃣🖐️🤯 TIMES AND TMI BUT I GOT OFF ON IT TOO BC DAMN WAS THAT GOOD😝😝😋😩😫‼️💕🙏💕

I WOOOOUULLDD DO LIKR A WHOLE ANALYSIS (hehe analysis 😼😼🤭😛) BUT UMMMM UR GIRL IS HIGHKEY ASS AT WORDS‼️‼️😥😰😱😭😫 LIKE POOKIE‼️😫 I LITERALLY FAILED ALL OF MY ENGLISH CLASSES BACK IN HIGHSCHOOL😀😀😀😀⁉️⁉️⁉️BUT AAAANNNYWAYS WHAY YHE HELL Z 😱😱🤯🤯

THE WRITING IS LITERALLY SO AMAZING🤩😍😝😋😋😋

WHY⁉️⁉️😡😡

WHO GAVE U THE MF RIGHT TO WRITE THIS GOOD😡⁉️⁉️⁉️😡🤬🤬😡🤬🤬😾

BUT FR POOKIE WHAT DO U PUT IN YOUR FICS BC🥴🥴🤤🤤🤤😵‍💫😵‍💫😵😵‍💫😵‼️‼️‼️

THERES BARELY ANY BOYPUSSY FICS OUT THERE WHICH IS DEVASTATING 🤬🤬🤬😓😢😩😫😡🤬

UR MY SAVIOR Z‼️‼️🥹🥹🙌💕

ALSO YOUR ART OF BOYPUSSY HANNIE IS SO FUCKINF DELICIOUS LIKE I OPENED THAT LINK AND ZOOMED RIGHT ON THAT PUSSY AND I FUCKING DROOLED‼️‼️🥴🤧🤤🤤🤤💦💦 GUESS WHO TOUCHED HERSELF WHEN SHE SAW IT❓❓❓THATS RIGJT‼️‼️ ME😻☝️💕💕💦 I NEED MY MF MOUUUTYHH ON THAT JUICY MF PUSSSAAYYYYYY‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏😫😝👅💦

READER IS MUCH BETTER THAN ME🙌🙌🤧🤧 CAUSE IF IT WERE ME I WOULD’VE PUT THAT VIBRATOR IN HIM AND ATE THAT MF PUSSY OOOUUTTT AND SUCKED THE LIFE OUTTA THAT CLIT😝😝😛😋😋🙏🙏🙏 RIGHT AFTER HE SQUIRTED LIKE IM FR GONNA MAKE HIM SQUIRT AGAIN BUT THIS TIME IN MY MOUTH 😋😛😛😜💦💦🤪😍😍😍LIKE THIS TONGUE IS GONNA FUCKING ABUSE THAT ALREADY ABUSED CLIT EVEN MORE 👅👅💦💦‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️DID I MENTION I LOVE CLITS❓❓❓ IF NOT THEN I WILL NOW‼️‼️‼️ I LOVE CLITS‼️🙌😋 CLITS ARE SO FUCKING AMAZING‼️‼️😍😍😜😫🙌 EVERY TIME I SEE SOMETHING ABT STIMULATING A CLIT IM IMMEDIATELY BRICKED 🧱🧱🧱 UP⬆️☝️🆙👆CAUSE IF IT WERE ME I WOULDVE TIED SUNGIE UP WITH A VIBRATOR TO HIS CLIT AND LEAVE HIM THERE FOR HOOOUURRRSSS‼️♾️😝😛😫☝️😋💦 I WOULD SPEND THE WHHOLE MF DAY ON THAT DELICIOUS CLIT ‼️‼️😍😛😋🙌👅💦😽👉👌OH MY GOD I SOUND GAY ASF BUT IDC BC ITS PUSSY‼️‼️😻🫰WHO DOESNT LOVE PUSSY⁉️⁉️⁉️😾😾I LOVE PUSSY‼️‼️‼️😛😛👅😻😽🙌 I WOULD EAT HANNIES PUSSY OUT ALL DAY ALL WEEK ALL MONTH ALL YEAR ALL CENTURY‼️‼️‼️‼️😝😜😜😽 THAT PUSSY IS SO MF JUICY💦💦 WND DELICIOUS AND IS BEGGING TO GET TOUCHED‼️‼️🙌👉👌😋

anyways pookie keep up the good work, amazing writing as always!! <3 🥰🥰💕 (definitely not rereading it for the fifth time and getting off on it…nooooo definitely not… ☺️☺️)

OH YM GOD i just logged in and this is the first thing i see 😭 I FUCKING SEE U ANON‼️ u are very seen

ANON I LOVE U SO MUCH MORE WTF THE AMOUNT OF PRAISE THAT U POURED OVER THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HAS BOYPUSSY BROKEN US BECAUSE IT SEEMS AS THOUGH IT HAS 😭😭😭 GOOD LORD and to think that this was supposedly just a private gift but mei is kind and i was able to post it … NOW IM SO GLAD I SHARED IT BC U HAVE FOOD TO EAT MY DEAREST ANON 😁

“ure my savior” yo…yo dont perceive me as messiah itll inflate the shit out of my ego /j and give me impostor syndrome /hj BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS gosh i cldnt stop giggling u made my day with these compliments like im just Some Guy but because of ur words i am now Some *Happy* Guy

and omg! URE RIGHT MAYBE SHOVING THE VIBE IN AND EATING HANNIES PRETTY BOY CLIT OUT WOULDVE BEEN SO GOOD…but then again…TEASING THE BOY JUST FEELS SATISFYING ‼️‼️ i love hannie and his clit actually i love pussy in general i wish i had boypussy especially boyclit in my mouth rn (in a non sexual casual way) (which was what reader intended) (until y/n and han both went CRAZY)

i wont lie this ask gave me massive eye strain from the emojis /pos like that brings me joy ?! its an impressive thought to know that somebody out there is losing their mind over silly words i wrote and a few lines that i drew. CRAZYYYY thats crazy?!!!

ill keep this entire ask, print it into a booklet form, and reread it as if its a mini prayer guide. i cant anon ure so silly and precious HAHAHAH hope u have the nicest day always!

[zombiified]

yaaay

[phinamina]

[local-mnstr]

*eyetwitch*

at the insane stage of character obsession where i start getting the urge to post pngs of them every five seconds like im showing ppl a picture of my stupid ass boyfriend that nobody likes but me

[gatorbites-imagines]

Umm so kinda a sad one but how do you think petvincibles would react to reader just shutting down. Getting home from work and just laying on the couch for hours. Think like severe burn out not being able to do anything

Felt like writing what each Mark would do, so here ya go, pookie.

Its just a bit for each, but yeah, there are a lot of Marks,,, 

Sinister Mark 

Just... kinda awkward about it. Like, he doesnt do feelings like that. Hes used to resorting to violence when he feels stuff he doesnt like so,,, wanna,,, go punch something? No? 

Ends up just kinda hovering around the reader the rest of the day. Might try to bring you stuff like how a dog or cat does. Like... heres your favorite blanket, shirt, heres that drink you like from London,,, 

High Top Mark 

Still kinda awkward about it but at least knows more about it than sinister. Hovers for a bit at a distance before coming closer and carefully asking if you wanna talk about it. 

If you dont then he just sits with you, if you want the company. If you just wanna be left alone, then he still hovers, but at a distance. Keeps an eye on you, makes sure you dont need anything. 

Prisoner Mark 

Has days where he breaks down too, more than the other Marks. Hes so used to isolation that being around people can really drive in up the wall, and he gets overwhelmed. 

One of the few situations where he will bark at the other Marks to back off and leave you alone if you need it. Brings you blankets, snacks, pulls the blinds so it gets comfortably dark, etc. 

20/20 Mark 

Guys a freak and energetic as hell, so he wouldnt even notice for a while that the reader is just laying here, quiet and just overwhelmed by everything. Kinda like an overexcited puppy cuz hes just happy to see you. 

When it finally clicks he just, slowly goes quiet and still. Then he kneels down, trying to see your face, trying to ask whats up, whats wrong, etc. Ends up having to be told by the other Marks whats up.  

After that he backs off and lets reader recharge as he needs. 

Flaxan Mark 

Used to feeling overwhelmed and overworked after doing what hes done with the flaxans, so he just sits down by the reader, would pet readers hair and talk softly to him if reader is okay with it. 

I can imagine him sitting there and fixing up his gear as reader rests and just enjoying his company. Would explain each step in a quiet voice, just for some white noise. 

Mohawk Mark 

Just as awkward as sinister Mark, just kinda chews the inside of his cheek and stands there, trying to talk to reader and make him respond or get up. 

Might get a little annoyed after reader just lays there like the dead, but hes been working on his people skills, so he ends up giving reader a slow pat on the back or head, tells him to rest in a bit of a strained tone, and shuffles off cuz he isnt good at comfort. 

Long haired Mark 

I think hes pretty quiet compared to other Marks when it comes to your relationship, and is observant when it comes to your feelings. 

If you are energetic enough, and you need something to do with your hands, then you can mess with his hair all you want. Or he does your hair as you lay with your head in his lap. 

Bug eyed Mark 

Guys a little strange, but observant. You kinda become observant after becoming evil, and all that. Would quietly ask if you are okay, when he doesnt get a reply he shuffles a bit. 

Then he sits on the floor beside you, and holds your hand in his own, and messes with your fingers or rubs the back of your hand. 

Half Mask Mark 

Another freak weirdo who struggles with feelings and comfort. Peeks into the room to see you laying there, awkwardly stands there in the “mom i threw up” pose. 

Shuffles away again, brings your comfort blanket or pillow or something, shuffles it under your head, gives you a kinda choppy kiss on top of the head and stumbles away again. 

Maskless Mark 

Such a softy, such a sweetie. Would walk over, rubbing your back and quietly ask how youre doing, what happened, or if you need anything. 

Takes your shoes off for you, your jacket or hoodie, and lifts you up so he can lay down, and then lay you on top of him. Will lay there for hours with you, petting your hair and back. 

Full mask Mark 

Hes most likely had moments like this too, and he does what his mom used to do when he was just exhausted and worn out from the world. 

You will find a bowl of cut up fruit or snacks, your favorite drink, and he puts on your comfort movie/show on the tv. Somehow it stays cold and crisp until you are ready to come back to reality. 

Moustache Mark 

I don't think that viltrumites take mental health very seriously, so moustache Mark would just kinda stand there awkwardly. Purses his lips a bit, wiggles his moustache, trying to remember how his mom used to help him. 

Ends up just standing behind the couch, rubbing your back for a bit, maybe tells you that you fought hard and deserve to rest. 

Shiesty Mark 

Another awkward guy. Used to being loud and expression himself and letting his anger control him when hes fighting, or in situations where he needs to react somehow. 

Ends up googling and looking at reddit on how to help. Quietly brings you a hot towel, or cold towel depending on preferences, and makes sure to get your favorite takeout for dinner. 

Omni-Mark 

As the housewife he is, or wishes he was, Omni-Mark will notice the exact moment you step in the door that you aren't the same as usual. Will immediately start hovering. 

When you flop down on the couch, Omni-Mark makes quick work of changing your clothes, getting you comfortable, and will sit you up and feed you if he has too. Then he kisses your forehead and tells you to rest for now. 

Viltrumite Mark 

Like moustache Mark, viltrumite Mark doesn't really know too much about what to do when you feel overwhelmed and just tired of the world. 

Would treat you the same way hed treat a tired warrior, ends up rubbing your back or massaging sore areas of your body, might bully you a little to drink and eat, and help you shower if you need it. 

Bulletproof Mark 

I think hes one of the Marks with most connection to humanity still, so he remembers all about being burnt out, so he remembers what to do much better than the rest. 

He would also have observed what you do on days when you are normal amounts of stress, so he does that, and gives you a couple of kisses and lets you recharge for as long as you need. 

Faceless Mark 

Quiet guy for the most part, so he observes, and starts bringing you stuff the same way a loyal pup would. 

Rubs his face into your hair and mumbles that he loves you and that you did well. Also offers to kill your boss if they are the reason you are worn down.  

Empire Mark 

A brat, so he doesn't notice for the first while. Would just crawl onto the couch and lay down on top of you, and after rambling for a while and nuzzling you, then he realizes. 

Mumbles a bit cuz hes also working on his human feelings, but he does help you kick your shoes off and shuffles you into a more comfortable position so he can cuddle you like an angry kitten. 

Original Mark Graysons 

Cyborg Mark 

Has just as many days where hes worn down and exhausted as you, if not more. It depends on how far he is in his healing journey. Chances are, you guys end up just lying there together. 

Since he can vibrate, then he would rub your back, or legs. Like he sits down with your legs in his lap and massages them and your feet as he watches tv. Uses his cyborg eyes to also check you over, to make sure everything is alright. 

Evil emperor Mark 

Doesn't do weakness, and hasn't done it in like, a thousand years. He would try to be understanding, but he is most likely the one who's most lost out of all the Marks. 

Chances are, he will pick you up and hold you against his chest. Just carries you around like a plushie all day, wraps his cape around you to cocoon you from the world. Kisses you every now and then, just so you know he loves you. 

Tiger Hybrid Mark 

Very affectionate in general, so he'd summon his tiger ears and tail, might even summon paws so he can knead your back, letting out those deep rumbles tigers do, since they don't purr. 

Ends up wrapped all around you, licking through your hair with his rough feline tongue, making it stick up in every direction, his tail wrapped around your leg as he chuffs the entire time. 

Wolf hybrid Mark 

Lays his ears back cuz he just smells the stress on you, might whine a little and nuzzle against you. Snuffles under your chin, trying to make you laugh. When that doesn't work his tail tugs between his legs. 

Can and will drag you to his nest in the closet. Wraps all around you, huffing, whining and licking at you. When it's clear you are actually okay, he will go bring snacks and drinks to keep you healthy. 

[toysrguts]

Dae-ho (player 388) NSFW Alphabet

first time posting something like this kinda nervy but i had to write for my pookie dae ho and my bro said it was good enough to post so here DAE HO TRUTHERS EAT UP if this does well there will be more to come trust

18+ content below the cut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he's such a gentleman when it comes to aftercare. he’ll immediately help you clean up before you have the chance to move an inch, he’ll give you one of his shirts to wear (if you're not already wearing one) and he'll literally carry you to the bathroom to shower together. but if you're both too tired he'll just pull you close to him and play with your hair until you fall asleep in his arms

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i think his own favorite body part would be his chest, hes got some nice pecs and he knows it. also cause he has a lot of upper body strength 🤤🤤 on you though its hard to choose one but he always finds himself grabbing onto your thighs and love handles so i think its safe to say those are his favorites

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

hes not a fan of making a mess, which isnt much of an issue anyway because spoiler alert he has a breeding kink!! he loves filling you up, especially when you both cum at the same time because it makes him feel connected to you. but if not inside he'll sometimes shoot a load on your face or chest cause it looks pretty when its all over you

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he thoroughly enjoys being dominated. usually hes the one in control but he will bend over and take it like a good boy whenever the opportunity arises. being a big strong man is hard work, sometimes he needs to be taken care of too

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he doesnt have a crazy body count or anything but he knows what hes doing for sure. especially when it comes to you, he knows your body and how to turn you on instantly and make you cum fast it fills him with so much pride

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he loves the intimacy of missionary. any position where he can look into your eyes and be pressed skin to skin with you are his favorite. cowgirl is a close contender because he can look up at you while motorboating you and gripping your thighs. he also likes the one where he lifts you up and fucks you against the wall cuz he gets to remind you how strong he is. trying out new positions is fun with him too, he'll have your legs bending in ways you never thought possible

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he doesn't really like being too serious in the bedroom, hes almost too giggly sometimes. if he catches himself being all concentrated he'll slow down a little and smile at u n shiiiii but its also so hot when he's just really focused on making you feel good

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

has like no hair down there he shaves as soon as he feels stubble, he just prefers to be clean shaven

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

intimacy may as well be his middle name. he values the connection between you too so much and it's adorable. he's constantly checking in to make sure youre enjoying yourself while also praising you and planting soft kisses all over your body. sometimes you can tell he loses focus just from looking at you. he’ll tuck your hair behind your ear or gently caress your face, he treats you like royalty seriously

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he doesnt jerk off that much but when he does he's usually thinking of you and definitely whimpers your name when he finishes. he's not much of a porn watcher, all he needs is a pic of you and 5 minutes

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he's big on hair pulling for sure. like how can you see that mane and not immediately reach for it when hes 7 inches deep inside you. and it goes both ways you’ll catch him yanking on a fistful of your hair without even realizing it. oh yeah hes also into breeding!!!! blowing his load inside is his favorite activity!!!!!

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

basic bitch loves the bedroom. he just likes anywhere that feels the most intimate, sometimes thats your bed or sometimes it's in the shower and he can't keep his hands off you and suddenly you're bent over with your hands pressed against the foggy glass

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

dae ho might not have the highest sex drive but to him, you are his motivation. it drives him insane when you make the first move. he gets weak in the knees when you put your hands on him or whisper something scandalous in his ear when he least expects it, he’ll start matching your energy real quick

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’s open to almost anything but hes not really into bdsm or torture and shit like that. he doesnt mind receiving pain but inflicting it on you especially to that extent is a big no-no

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he could bury his face in between your thighs for hours at a time call this man the headmaster the way he eats pussy like its his last meal, and hearing the sounds you make is only more motivating for him. also BIG on face sitting he cant get enough of it. if you're hesitant about it he'll literally hold your hips down to feel all of your weight on top of him. he prefers giving but he'll still go crazy over the feeling of your mouth wrapped around his dick, especially if you make eye contact while taking it omg he’ll finish in 3 seconds

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he always caters to you. he starts off slow and sensual, but as you get worked up and start moaning louder he’ll pick up the pace until tears start to form and your legs are shaking. training in the marines paid off thats for sure!!!

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he’s not really into quickies because he enjoys a more intimate experience and quickies leave him feeling needy. they're unnecessary to have often but when you do its usually just him pleasing you and hes perfectly fine with that; if you're ready to go then so is he

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he will try almost anything as long as it's with you, but not without having a safeword in place of course. he has his boundaries and he would never forgive himself if he crossed yours

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

this man was a marine he can go for as long as your heart desires. if you're not satisfied then neither is he

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i dont think he has any for his own personal use but he probably has a few toys for spicing things up when you're together. he’ll bust out his vibrating cock ring for funsies sometimes

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

hes not a huge tease but sometimes he’ll do it just to see you flustered. hes usually too clueless but he’ll whisper shit in your ear because he knows it makes you crumble. but not crazy on teasing cuz he just wants to please you, if anything HES the one getting teased

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

definitely a whimperer. hes usually not very vocal though so its a nice treat when he lets one slip. he's usually too busy talking you through it to make noise, but when hes bottoming though….. yeah not even a pillow is masking that shit

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

cant cum without a good makeout sesh. its his favorite type of foreplay cuz its so intimate and gets him in the mood instantly. sometimes you dont even get to fucking because hes just glued to your lips; he could probably finish from just making out alone

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

hes packing a good 6.5-7 inches with the perfect girth that stretches you out. also a pale shaft with a cute pink tip

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

hes not the super horny type but little things turn him on. like if youre super touchy with him he will fold instantly. if youre cuddling with him and you press your ass against him just to feel him get hard he’ll climb on top of you with almost no hesitation. hes so pathetic when hes needy too you can see it in his expression the way he craves you and only you UGHRHR

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

dae ho refuses to fall asleep before you, i think its impossible actually. your comfort is his biggest priority. he’ll usually snuggle up really close to you with his legs intertwined with yours and run his fingers through your hair, only dozing off when he notices your eyes finally close

[simonsrileyhusband]

pookie.....I've been thinking alot about teenage Simon and teenage reader, and reader was scared about coming out to his parents, and Simon helped him....I'm sorry if this isn't enough context 😣😣

simon is very supportive even tho he isnt the best with words. he always hears you rant about how you want to tell your parents but are to scared to. he gets it... kinda.

"just tell'em then."

"it's not that easy si!"

"mhm..."

no matter how much you rant, mumble, ramble or cry about it. he is always there for you, holding your hand or in his arms.

"lets do it one more time."

"kay, ill be yer mom this time" he coughs and tries to make a high pitch voice "tell me honey, what is it that ye' wanted to tell me"

and the day you finally get the courage to do it, he is sitting outside your home, on the cold porch waiting... he is so reliefed when your mother let him in after a talk with your dad.

he sat besides you on the table and hugged you softly, for the first time your tears werent from fear.

[chososdiscordkitten]

Boyfriend!Choso♡

Pairing: Choso x Gn!reader

Content: Fluff, sfw, no use of y/n or pronouns, readers appearance isnt mentioned, talk of marriage, sooo many cuddles, Choso's love language is acts of service, mentions of skin picking from anxiety, John wick movies mentioned lol

Word count: 3.5k

(a.n) I wrote this bcs I miss him sm, I shed a few tears while writing this btw. He's my pookie bear. finally putting my endless amount of books of love poems to work! I wrote this while listening to 'We'll Never Have Sex- Leith Ross' if u were curious:3

When I think about Choso as your boyfriend, I picture him being so gentle and delicate whenever it comes to you. Always a small sweet smile on his lips whenever he did something for you. As small as it was- all he needed was a simple “Awe, thank you Cho.” from you and a kiss on his cheek and he was set for the day. If you were studying for your college final, he’s the kind of person to bring you a warm cup of fresh coffee, “Careful-” he’d urge, seeing your hand reach for it. “It's hot.” Warning you, even if he was holding it from the bottom before he came to give it to you. I see Choso adoring kisses from you. Small pecks on his cheek or his forehead. In his mind it was your way to say thank you, even if it wasn't needed. But he loved how his chest swelled when you'd say, “Oh, Choso. You're so sweet.” your hand going to your chest and your eyebrows pinched together. Early in your relationship Choso noticed how much he liked hearing you praise him. Even if it was a quiet “Thank You.” followed by a warm smile. He liked knowing that you enjoyed his acts of service. It was his form of showing affection, thinking that he wasn't good with his words. And feeling like hugs and kisses weren't enough to make you feel his love. The best way Choso could describe it is wanting you to keep him in your pocket, when you commented that to him he liked the idea so much that it got stuck in his head. The idea of him living in your pocket so he was always with you, always there in case you needed a warm hug. He liked seeing your face light up when you came home from work after having a bad day. Only needing to see him in order to feel better. It also helped that he always greeted you by the door with a warm smile on his lips. Always taking your coat off for you, and asking how your day was.

Choso feels things so deeply, even mentioning the day you might break up made him nervous. Making his hands clammy and his eyebrows furrow. “If I tell you this, you have to promise me that you will never tell anyone.” You tell him, the two of you sitting faces inches apart, legs criss crossed like two children sharing secrets. He opened his mouth to talk, his hand going to his chest and laying flat against his oversized white t-shirt. “I promise, I will never tell anyone.” serious look on his face as he vowed to you. “Cho, I'm serious, even if one day you hate me- you cannot tell a soul.” you smiled, seeing Choso’s eyebrows furrow. “I would never hate you. Never in my life will I ever hate you-” he promised, his hand reaching down to hold yours as his eyes went wide with worry. “And if one day I tell you that I do- that is not me.” he smiled. Making you laugh as you clutched his hand. Smiling before leaning in to kiss his forehead, Choso’s eyes blinking shut as his cheeks turned warm. Pulling away and looking at his now calm eyes, “Okay-” you smiled, before pulling his head to your lips and whispering in his ear. 

I think the way Choso loves is pure and unconditionally. The kind of love that was shown by his actions rather than his words. Like when you cut your finger while mincing some vegetables for lunch. Choso would wipe it gently with hydrogen peroxide. Wincing with you as though he felt the sting on your finger. Mumbles of “You have to be careful.” as he wrapped it delicately. Placing a gentle kiss on the bandage before cleaning up. Any time he saw a bruise on your calf, he hissed as his fingers pressed it. “Where'd that come from?” he asked, his voice pained as he rubbed it gently. “No idea. Didn't even know it was there.” you smiled, feeling him press a soft kiss to it. To Choso, all wounds and bruises are healed with kisses. He knew that if you treated something with love and care, it would heal quicker. His theory made you smile as he swore that it was true. Remembering his theory when you'd hold his hands, your soft fingers examining his calloused ones as he watched a show you had put on. Almost feeling the pain in your own hands when you saw the sides of his fingertips bright pink. Small scabs forming at the sides of his fingernails, sharp pain in your heart as your eyes scanned them. Knowing he picked at the skin anytime he got anxious. Choso turned his head to look at you to see what was wrong. Seeing your saddened eyes on his fingers. Lifting them up and placing kisses to the tips of them one by one. Your eyes closed as he felt his heart swell.

The way Choso loves is an adoration only seen in movies. The kind of love that teenage girls write about in their diaries. The kind of love that no matter what you've gone through, he will stay by your side. Feet planted to the ground and arm wrapped around you. The kind of man who would defend your actions- no matter if they're wrong, with an iron fist. The kind of love where if you were lost at sea, he'd sail through the endless salt water till he found you. Love so pure, you were unsure of it at first. Only ever seeing this kind of love in movies and tv shows. But he assured you quickly, this wasn't any movie or tv show. His warm hands on your face always reminded you of that. You'd close your eyes and feel him kiss your cheeks, placing one onto your brow bone, onto the bridge of your nose. However many kisses it took to make sure you knew that this wasn't some fairytale. Choso would get tears in his eyes when he heard you speak about the trials you were put through growing up. Crumbling completely at your words, hearing your voice started to shake and your eyes turned red with tears. Not being able to understand how anyone could hurt you. To him you were precious. Even thinking about the tears you’ve shed over your pain, made him sad. He never understood how people could be so cruel, especially to you. He hated seeing you sad. He hated seeing you in bed all day, he hated seeing you pick at your food. Choso hated seeing your lips chapped and cracking while you tried to assure him that you were okay with a smile. He is such an empath when it comes to you, always trying his hardest to cheer you up. 

Choso’s favorite moments with you were the ones where he would hold you close. Slow dancing in the living room by candle light when the lights went out. Violent rain and thunder outside as he hummed the tune of a song. Stumbling feet as you both tried to figure out the movements. And every night before bed when you held onto him as though he would disappear in your hands if you let go. Feeling your fingertips press into his clothed skin, face nuzzled to his chest. His chin on the top of your head, his hand rubbing your back as he lulled you to sleep. Even in deep slumber, he never lets you go. Most nights going to sleep in each others arms and waking up still clinging to each other, somehow feeling like two puzzle pieces coming together. Most of the moments you shared together were spent in silence. Only in eachothers arms. Eyes closed as you felt the feelings of stress and the worries of life fade away in his arms. His hand caressing the side of your face as you drifted to sleep. Choso loved hearing your heartbeat, feeling your warmth against the side of his face as he tried counting how many times you breathed per minute. To him it was like counting sheep before going to bed. I don't think Choso would be the type to use pet names, preferring the intimacy of calling you by your name. But he loved hearing you say his name, the way your voice always said it so sweetly. He loved your voice. Just hearing you whisper, "Good morning-" before kissing his cheek made him giddy in the morning. That's why he would insist on you reading out loud to him, caressing your knee while listening to your voice.

I see Choso as the kind of guy who would try to convince you he knew how to tell someone's future, “Oh really?” You asked, sarcasm in your tone as his hand held yours. “I swear I do-” he started, a smile already on his face as he looked up to the sky. It was late, two, maybe three am. Both of you had lost the want to sleep that night, Choso had asked you if you had noticed how bright the stars shined at night. Seeing as you were on the outskirts of Tokyo and high in the mountains, the stars shone so brightly. So close you felt like you could touch them if you reached your hand out to them. Laying on the grass as you looked over at him, the full moon gave you a clear look at his face. “Then tell me my future.” You said, turning to your side and holding your head up with your hand. He closed his eyes, And let out a ‘hmmm’ he let go of your hand, mirroring the way you laid, opening one eye to look at you. “You have to close your eyes too or it wont work.” He smiled, looking at you. Sighing as you closed your eyes, knowing he was just trying to be funny. “Alright now I can see.” He laughed, you exhaled sharply hearing his tone. His hand reached for yours again, guiding you to hold your hand flat against his, “Ohh i see. This makes sense.” He exaggerated. “Tell me.” you smiled, keeping your eyes closed. Choso opened his eyes to look at you. Admiring your features, taking in the image of you. He thought you looked so beautiful. The way you smiled, waiting for him to tell you the future. Practically melting at how your yes shut tight in anticipation, he smiled. Leaning over to kiss you, pulling away as he watched you open your eyes. You looked at him, eyes squinted, “I knew it.” you said, dropping your hand from his as he smiled at you. He turned to lay on his back, laying your head on his chest hearing his heartbeat quicken. His hand went to you back, holding you close as you closed your eyes. “The only thing I see when I think about my future is knowing it will be with you.” Choso whispered, his free hand behind his head as you rubbed your hand on his chest. 

I see Choso not liking horror movies, always dreading when you brought home a dvd from the 5 dollar section at the gas station. It wasn't because he was scared or anything (his words not mine) he just didn't like seeing the violent things people thought about to make a movie. Not understanding what cruel childhood the director must've had to think of such disgusting gore. Choso's hands clothing your arm, closing his eyes anytime he sensed a scary scene was coming. His body involuntarily jumped as a loud bang flashed on the screen. And everytime you laughed he'd say, “I was falling asleep- the noise surprised me.” Defending himself to you like he had to let you think he was strong. And after the movie was over and you'd be getting ready for bed, in the kitchen getting a glass of water. You'd say, “Did you hear that?” voice quiet and feigning fear. Seeing him flinch, shoulders stiff and turning around to stand in front of you, protecting you from any ghosts that dared step into the light. You couldn't hold in your laugh when you saw him get into his ‘fighting stance’ as he liked to call it, seeing him look back at you with a deadpan face. Taking a step forwards toward your bedroom. “Wait, don't leave the ghosts might get me!” you'd laugh, seeing his hand fwip up and down. “They can have you.” he mumbled, waiting for you at the doorway, secretly afraid of a ghost actually being there. Choso loves you always, even when you feel like complete garbage as the flu ate away at you. “Don't come near me- you'll get sick.” You'd say stuffy nose as he tried to hug you. “I don't care.” he’d reply, his hands wrapping around you as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. Spending the few days doting on you, holding you close while you shivered in his arms. Whispering to you "Gimme a kiss." before bed. Knowing he won’t go to sleep if you didn't grant him his wish. It didn't take long for Choso to catch it. But like he told you, he didn't care. As a matter of fact- he preferred being sick. It only gave you more reasons to stay at home with him, loving how you’d make him hot soup. How you'd scold him when he didn't take the flu medicine you had bought him. Choso didn't care, he liked knowing that the next morning you'd have to call into work to take care of him. Even long after it had passed, early in the mornings asking you to feel his forehead. That he doesn't feel too good. And you'd always check, pressing your hand to his forehead, “Cho, you feel fine.” you'd say, “Well my stomach hurts too-” he'd say, watching your hands grab your coat with pained eyes, seeing his eyes full of desperation. You placed a kiss on his lips, “I will be home soon.” you'd say through your teeth, seeing him pout in response. Always looking for a way to keep you home with him. 

I see Choso being jealous and possessive. Not in the way you’d think, more in a “I'm jealous of the wind that blows through your clothes.” kind of way. Possessive in the “I want you here with me till the sun rises in the west and sets in the east.” manner. I could never picture Choso willingly being toxic, a few pinkish flags but nothing that could ever really bother you. He was thrown into the new feelings of a different kind of love, so it was understandable when he would say something that was a thought straight from his head. Not bothering to think about it before telling you. But you always knew he meant his words, no matter how jumbled they were. When Choso had brought up how he could never forgive himself if he ever made you cry, you felt your heart strings pull at your chest. How he was so blessed to be with you. Loving him even when he was a mess. The kind of lover that draws you by candle light, telling you- “You look so beautiful- I have to show you.” his hands picking up a napkin and a stray pen from the living room coffee table. Drawing you slowly as you looked at him, thinking about how you were the blessed one to have such a perfect partner. Choso feared very few things, always making sure that you're safe in any situation. Didn't matter how small the danger risk was, you always came first. But what he feared most was your death, he had seen the movies about a perfect love that was shattered by the death of the other. While watching movies Choso liked picturing the two of you as the characters in his mind. Movies that were stupid romcoms, but he still watched them while daydreaming the couples were you and him. When you had brought up if he'd like to watch the John Wick movies, “They're just action movies about a guy who never dies.” You'd say as he nodded his head yes. After watching the first one he thought heavily of what he'd do if you were taken from him. What would become of him if you weren't here anymore. Choso’s heart clenched as he started breathing heavily. Turning over to see your back as you slept, fearing you had died in your sleep he pulled your arm so you'd flip to your back. Placing his ear to your chest, focusing on trying to hear your heartbeat as you slept. A relieved sigh leaving his lips at hearing your heart. Feeling the sudden weight on your chest, stirring awake as you squinted down at him. His eyes look up at you, whispering a small “Sorry.” Before pulling the shared blanket back on top of you. Laying on his side as you turned back around. His hands find their designated place around you, spooning you while you go back to sleep. 

Before you came into his life, Choso didn't have a home. He didn't have something to call home, even if he had a place to lay his head at night. Reading about how people consider their partners home. He didn't know what the feeling felt like till he was in your arms. The tingling feeling in his cheeks as you held onto him, thinking back to a poem he had read a while ago. He'd look up at you, “I get it now-” he'd say propping himself up on his forearms. Looking at his face that was lit up as though he had solved a puzzle he was putting together for years. Your eyes scanned his face in confusion as he jumped off of the bed and walked to the office of your apartment. Sitting up as you heard him rummaging through the drawers. Walking back to the bedroom with a smile on his face and a small book in hand. Fingers flipping through the pages in search of something. “It's the middle of the night-” you said, feeling him plop onto the bed, his eyes widening when he found what he was looking for. He cleared his throat, eyes on the text. “If I were to build a house, I'd have your arms as the walls,-” Choso read, eyes looking back up to you to make sure you were listening. “Your eyes as the windows, your smile as the front door, your heart as the fireplace.”  Toothy smile on his lips as he read the words to you. “And your soul as my light.” his voice shaking, watching your eyes tear up. “And in this house, I'd place my faith, knowing I'd finally found a home.” He finished, closing the pages and setting it down. Your eyes struggled to keep the tears at bay, eyebrows pinched together as his eyes looked to yours, small smile on his lips. “I read this before I met you-” he said, eyes sparkling even in the dim lighting. “And I finally understand it.” He confessed, placing his head back to your chest, his eyes shutting in content, feeling you held his face. “I finally know what a home feels like.” He mumbled to your skin, hand flat on your rib. Smile on your lips while a single tear fell down your cheek. Choso didn't think he was the greatest at explaining his feelings, relying on his actions instead. But when he would say small things like that, it would always make your heart warm. Knowing that there was someone in this world who truly loved you. Unconditionally and without restraint. Never feeling shame in telling you loved you, even if he had told you 10 times that day. 

I see Choso as the kind of person who says things without thinking of them first, but only with you. Often preferring silence with strangers. But when hes with you, he would blurt out the thoughts that had popped into his head while he listened to your ranting about your coworkers. Staring into your eyes, listening to the colorful string of words leave your lips. Heard in his pupils, chin in his hand, low eyes when you noticed his staring. He let a hum fall from his closed lips. “Marry me.” He hummed, eyes going wide hearing his own words leave his mouth before he could stop them. You smiled, relaxing your shoulders. Letting a small laugh fall from your lips seeing him start to stutter trying to save the conversation. Silence falling between you as you watched him realize he couldn't make you unhear his words. “I messed it up again, didn't I?” he asked, his hand on his forehead while he looked down. “Like when I messed it up when you told me you loved me-” He asked, looking up to see you smiling. Sighing, feeling embarrassment flush his cheeks. “It's okay.” You smiled, holding his hand and placing a kiss on his forehead. Feeling his stiff shoulders soften. "It's okay." You repeated, lacing your fingers with his as you soothed him.

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a lil shorter than usual but I wanted to post this for anyone who was looking for Choso fluff, knowing that there isnt a whole lot of it on here🫠

[the-s1lly-corner]

it is i. the rat king. and im telling YOU to do jax x reader where jax likes them??!? (they are both equally as evil) :3

until we meet again

Jax crushing on a reader who matches his energy

THE rat king?!?!?!

Notes: reader is gn, short post, your match his freak (kinda mean and jerky, as well as mischievous), mutual pining

CWs: none

oh my god please shut up- is what just about everyone else is thinking when the two of you get together and decide to be obnoxious- they already had to deal with one of you... now theres two.. and you get along..

if jax isnt isolating after a long day after an adventure hes going to be lingering around you- either pulling pranks on you or plotting them with you to torment the others for some much needed entertainment and decompression

it lets off steam!

his crushes tend to manifest as extra teasing- he doesnt know how to be soft and sweet, and even if he did he refuses to be soft and vulnerable... even for you. call it a coping mechanism- maybe he had it before entering the circus or maybe this is a newer development in him that hes acquired after putting the headset on

subtly demands you attention by pestering you- but he will vehemently deny it when you try to ask him if he misses you or god forbid, you joke that he has a crush on you

and when you deny giving him your time and attention? he tries to play it cool.... just dont pay attention to the scoff and sulk he does when he stalks away from you to go pout in the corner- and he will go off if you call it pouting! hes not pouting, only contemplating how to mess with someone!

oddly enough he hardly ever jokingly flirts with you- maybe its part of the sweet-aversion thing or maybe he doesnt like joking like that in general... or maybe hes subconsciously afraid that youd reject it.. at most he would call you a cutie or some over the top pet name (pookie, schnookums, hot stuff, ect)

[b1mbodoll]

every single word you have ever written? so real pookie!!!

dropping in to say g!pchaewon and g!psakura are truly the realest thing to me, bc who else (me) is going to ride chaewon until she’s passed out and leave sakura dry (also me) while she films with her extensive camera collection? (me me me me)

pairings: miyawaki sakura + kim chaewon x f! reader

warnings: g!p + threesome + creampies + overstimulation + mommy kink + dacryphilia + oral + anal

💌: nonie baby you have the sexiest brain ever im so obsessed with this 😵‍💫 did my own lil spin on this but i hope you still enjoy !

sakura’s not an idiot. she knows about chaewon’s infatuation with her girlfriend and how the younger girl fantasizes about fucking you til she’s sure you’re knocked up.

she informs you of chaewon’s fantasies when she’s ballsdeep in your cunt and the thought of her joining you and kkura in bed makes your pussy clench, warm walls squeezing your girlfriend’s cunt. “oh, you like the sound of that, baby? is my cock not enough for your slutty pussy, hm?” her words cause your eyes to roll and your mouth to fall open in a silent moan, fucking yourself back on her dick.

after pumping you full of cum she pulls out and uses her fingers to spread your pussy open, obsessed with the sight of her semen dripping from your sloppy hole.

sakura tells chaewon that the two of you would be more than happy for her to join this once and she agrees immediately, cock hardening as she imagines how well you’d take her cock. the two of them make their way to your apartment where you’re already waiting, pussy wet and waiting to be fucked.

after they make their way inside, sakura greets you with a soft kiss before you pounce on chaewon, pulling her into bed with you and straddling her. “can’t wait to feel you inside me, chae.” you tell her, hands working on unbuttoning her shorts. she grunts softly at your words, mind hazy because she’s been waiting for this day for so long and now that it’s here she can’t believe it.

your pussy is drenched, making it easy for her length to slide in completely. “fuck you feel good” she sighs. you don’t allow her to get used to the feeling of you walls gripping her cock and start to bounce on her dick immediately. sakura doesn’t say a word, allowing you to use her friend for your pleasure until it’s her turn.

your cunt feels incredible and chaewon nearly blows her load seconds into you riding her. “don’t move.” she pleads, her words are choppy, teeth clenched as her hands grip your waist in an effort to stop your movements. “‘s okay wonnie,” you purr, pussy tightening around her, “cum inside me, sweetheart. want kkura to watch you fill me up.” your words send her over the edge, cock twitching as her cum shoots inside you, thick ropes painting your walls white as you cream around her. one load isn’t enough and you continue grinding against her, overstimulation drawing whimpers from the poor girl as she orgasms again, filling you to the brim, some of it even leaking out and dripping down her balls.

sakura decides to step in when chaewon begins to cry softly, “did you forget about me, princess?” she teases. your girlfriend pats your thigh twice and you know she wants you on your knees at the foot of the bed.

you obey immediately, allowing her to sit on the edge before making your way between her legs, grabbing her impossibly hard cock and slipping it in your mouth. “that’s my girl,” she praises, “always know jus’ what mommy wants, isnt that right?”

desperate moans and mhm’s are your only reply, not wanting to part with her cock and sakura thinks your mouth is heavenly, already close to blowing her load. her hands pull you off, a pout adorning your lips because you weren’t expecting her to deny you a taste.

“don’t pout, princess. wanna cum in your pussy, not your mouth.” her explanation has you scrambling to your feet and seating yourself on her lap, cunt dripping a mixture of yours and chaewon’s cum on sakura’s length.

she slips inside and it makes you moan, her cock is so thick it always stretches your hole so well. you’re insatiable, moaning like a pornstar as she toys with your clit, wanting you to cum first. everything becomes too much and your orgasm hits you without warning, unable to voice it to your girlfriend.

“i know, baby, i know.” her voice is laced with affection, thrusting slowly as she fills you up with cum.

when sakura cleans you up, chaewon watches you with adoration and all she can think about is how you took their cocks like a champ, wanting nothing more than to pound your cunt while kkura fucks your asshole next time.

[tojisth3rdwife]

When you ask them to teach you how to fight/use jujutsu (feat Gojo,Geto,Sukuna,Toji , and Nanami)

One would think that Gojo would be the best teacher since he is the strongest, and in most ways he is. You asking him to teach you jujutsu was like asking him what he wanted for Christmas. You were already skilled at what little you knew and could do but you felt like there was no excuse for you to be anything less than a grade one when the ‘Honored One’ himself was your man. Now, Satoru gets creative as hell with the ways he trains, observing the intricacies of his pupil’s cursed technique and identifying its strengths and weaknesses to help them get better. But you werent just any other student. You were his baby. His pookie bookie. His caramel drizzled coffee cake with sprinkles. So this man is going to FLIRT HIS ASS OFF the entire time he trains you.

“Damn baby..if you show up on a mission dressed like that, the curse just might wave that white flag and surrender..”

When he isnt talking shit, he’s gonna do any and everything under the sun to distract you. Which in retrospect was another clever way to teach you to be vigilant, but in the moment its just him toying with you. Sparring with him is just one big game of ‘cat and mouse’, him dodging and teleporting at the last possible second, chuckling at your frustraton every time you missed him by a hair. He’d pop up behind you and kiss your neck before vanishing again. It's funny because he kept his infinity off in the beginning because you never managed to get a lick in on him, plus he liked when you’d sneakily grope him on breaks. But after being blessed by your impressive right hook that had just enough cursed energy behind it to hurt, he kept that mf up after that.

“I forgot what a fist to the face felt like..thats sexy. Ouch...”

Suguru is not training you lmao And it’s not because he doesn't think you’d be a good student . He just cant handle acting like he wants to hurt you (outside of the bedroom of course). You two were probably play fighting once and he accidentally slapped you and hated himself for a whole week because of it. You thought it was funny but he did NOT. So sparring with you? He wasnt having it. If anything, I can see him pulling in one of the trusted subordinate curse users to train you while he oversees. He’ll sit back , looking all pretty and smiling encouragingly at you.

“Im just here to watch, love. I swear. Act like Im not here.”

It wont even be 5 minutes into the lesson that he’s hopping up and telling the person he chose (mind you) how to do their job, adding his two cents after growing tired of seeing you put on your back. Suggesting a better way to summon your cursed energy and how to use it, better ways to fight and avoid injury. He’d remove his robes and have you sparring with him, pausing to give you constructive criticism or praise. Whoever he assigned to teach you would end up just standing there as Suguru takes over, eventually taking his spot in the shade.

“Im only gonna show you this once baby so pay attenion. Im not even supposed to be teaching you..”

Sukuna would laugh at your initial request, dissmissing you with a gentle pat on your bum as he walked away. You had no reason to fight. You were his woman and all you had to worry about was looking pretty and staying healthy. You had an entire army at your feet and the literal King of Curses at your side. What reason would you need to learn how to fight? But with some persistence, Sukuna agrees. Not without him proposing a wager between the two of you. Something like..

“If you manage to hit me once, I will do something that I normally refuse to do for you, within reason of course. Is that enough of an incentive for you, my woman?“

He would also warn you that he would not go easy on you just because you were his. He would be the “sink or swim” type of teacher. He’d tell you that he’d coming at you with everything and encouraging you to give him your all in return. He wouldnt teach you if you didn't try your hardest. Despite his words, he’ll ease up on you when he could tell you were in over your head. He also made sure you wore the proper gear when you two sparred because he didn't want you to die. That would defeat the purpose wouldnt it? “You arent nearly as weak as you appear to be. Your king is impressed..”

Toji is similar to Sukuna in the way he’ll tell you FUCK NO when you ask him to teach you how to kill. In the beginning,he liked the thought of you being with him on jobs and seeing you get busy firsthand. He knew you could fight and that you were strong, but the more his feelings developed for you, the less appealing this idea became. Hell, he wasnt even all that excited about Megumi coming into his power knowing what type of world he’d be facing. He eventually accepts your request (after persistent begging that usually involved sexual favors) and he becomes your personal trainer and coach. He monitors your meals and organizes your workouts. He teaches you about all types of weaponry and how to properly wield them, taking you to different ranges and showing you how to properly handle a gun. Then when it came down to close combat, he’s surprisingly really good at teaching you the basics. He’ll hold the pads while you jabbed at his palms and test your reflexes. Of course youre a natural and ending up having too much fun being whipped into shape by Toji. And he’s glad.

“Remind me to never piss you off..”

I think he’s gonna get a small kick out of overpowering you when it came time for you to spar though. He may let you get a few hits in for shits and giggles. He may even be a little impressed by your form and power behind each hit. But youre not matching his strength and Toji knows that. So when youre on a streak and thinking you’ve gotten him in a corner, he’s putting you on your back in the blink of an eye. Then he gives his critique on your technique while on top of you, straddling you with his huge ass thighs ans kissing your lips a few times before helping you up.

“Uh oh..looks like I’ve got you pinned again, mama. Whatcha gonna give me if I let you back up?”

Kento is the one out of all of the guys that takes your interest in learning the most serious. He’ll suggest you two sit down and talk about it over dinner or something. He’d listen intently and then explain to you all that it would entail, making sure you knew he supports whatever you take an interest in but also making sure you understand it wont be easy. He wont treat you like youre the love of his life in the heat of training because it will be the only way he’ll be able to teach you. If anything, hes harder on you because of his feelings. You do one wrong thing and he’s on your head with every possible scenario where that mistake would prove fatal. When he has you take up running for condition training, he blows his whistle whenever you slowed down. When you were shaking and grimacing as you stuggled to lift a weight, he was in your ear. “

No no..this is what you wanted, right? Well push! There you go!”

He’s very hands on as well, adjusting your stance with firm touches here and there, making sure you're protecting yourself at all times. And when you spar, he doesn't pull his punches. He may lessen the strength of his attacks but he keeps his speed moderate so that you learn to adapt to what he prays you never have to face.

“You never cease to amaze me with how strong you are my love...”