#everyone pls tell me your hcs about their interaction

[justnother-user]

WHAT DID HIM AND MATT FUCKING TALK ABOUT

[torawro]

LIKE SPECKS OF SUNLIGHT IN THE EARLY MORN. ( p. a.)

portgas d. ace & marine!fem!reader.

cw ━━ ! minors, ageless and blank blogs DO NOT INTERACT. reader is written / portrayed as a black woman but you do not have to imagine it as such! everyone is welcome to read <3 reader wears glasses, and is a marine stationed on an unnamed island at a base along the grand line. ‘lazy morning’ / ‘morning after’ kind of vibes so, a bit of pillow talk (?) . references to smut & making love (it already happened). contains some angst & angsty themes throughout (i.e., ace dealing with his self esteem issues, low self worth, etc..) otherwise it’s supposed to be fluffy ( the quiet, somber kind i think ) ! descriptions of kissing & borderline making out. ace is kind of lovesick and clingy but it’s subtle-ish. lots of introspection and reflection on both him and the reader’s part. kind of based on mitski's "my love, mine all mine", definitely had that song on repeat as i wrote this. romantic and deeply poetic rhetoric but y’all already know that’s just how i write lol. told from omniscient point of view (third person). proofread this as i was feeling sleepy, so please excuse any mistakes or things that don’t make sense!

word count ━━ ! 3.9k

notes ━━ ! guess who's baaaaack.....! i know it's been a while since i have published any original work and i want to apologize for that. lately it's been difficult finding the energy to write something for more than five minutes and honestly, i think i just need to rediscover what drives me so i can tap into the zone more often. i missed it though, and hope i get to write more this year <3 anyway, first fic of 2025 and it feels right to make it about second commander of the whitebeard pirates, portgas d. ace. this fic is my late birthday 'gift' to him and something of a love letter because ohhhhh i miss my pookie bear so much :(( this entire idea started as just me thinking about kissing each of his freckles because i have the personal hc that he doesn't really like them, the reason for it is inherently tied to his distaste for his father and by extension himself :/ and then it just turned into this lmao. i hope ace doesn't behave too out of character here, as this is also my first time writing for him in any context, so pls be gentle with me. REBLOBS + COMMENTARY ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED.

IT WAS NOT THE LIGHT chirping of small birds that awoke you, nor was it the ringing of your biological clock telling you that the dawn was near. Instead it was a familiar tugging sensation within the pit of your stomach— the need to relieve yourself— that caused your eyes to peel themselves back slowly and with struggle, slumber from the previous night hasn’t been completely washed away yet.

It took your brain several more moments to dust off enough of its sleepy exhaustion before you attempted to sit up from your comfortable position in bed, but were immediately met with some light resistance.

The resistance in question was a long, muscled arm thrown around your soft torso, blackened ink of a tattoo staining the skin on its bicep. It was still too dark and you were still too tired to make out the sharp angles of the marking, but you knew what they were; your eyes have gazed upon it more times than you could count, and it has made a home in your memory.

That’s when your ears registered the rhythmic and almost nasal snores that flowed from the mouth of the man who held you so securely against his chest, and you almost smiled at how completely at ease and relaxed he seemed. 

At times like this, when things were still or you had a moment to yourself, you still could not wrap your head around the fact that you had gotten yourself involved with Portgas D. Ace— willingly at that. 

The first time was a fluke at best. That’s the excuse you were going to go with. You didn’t realize he was a pirate— an infamous pirate with hundreds of millions of Beri to his name— until your clothes were already halfway off and you were feverishly grinding down onto his lap like some touch-starved whore who’s been aching to feel something. That ‘fluke’ was one spurred on by alcohol, a particularly rough week at sea, and a sizable lapse in judgment, but you hadn’t felt that…… alive in a long time. But now, two years have passed since you have been seeing Ace in secret like this, and you have long since given up blaming it on a fragile emotional constitution further weakened by alcohol. You knew good and well what you were doing, and you could no longer deny the way your heart was constantly set aflutter whenever you spent any amount of time with him.

You did try your hardest to not let yourself enjoy how … domestic it all seemed: waking up next to him in the morning and falling asleep entangled with each other at night, having him hide out at your cozy apartment for days at a time, cooking him meals when you were relieved of your duties for the day. You wouldn’t— shouldn’t let yourself enjoy such content thoughts too much, because you also knew it could all be over in the blink of an eye. The world could be cruel that way if it wanted to.

But still, that didn’t mean you couldn’t be grateful for these moments. From what you could tell, Ace seemed to enjoy this arrangement as much as you did. And for now, that was enough.

Lightly wrapping your fingers around his wrist, you carefully lifted his arm from around you, moving slow so you wouldn’t wake him up. Once you’ve successfully loosened his hold, you sat upright, a muted ache shooting through your lower body as you shifted around to stand. The ache mostly resided in between your legs, and a flood of memories from just hours ago rushed over you at once, causing a tingling warmth to bloom underneath your skin. Ace had poured so much into you, it never failed to leave you equal parts stunned and breathless when you witnessed his passion overflow from the brim of his being. His hands, calloused palms that always ran hot, had been everywhere— your body could still feel the heat of where they had laid, caressed, groped, smacked, and squeezed. And you involuntarily jolted as you recalled where his fingers and lips had been, how it felt to be pressed so closely against him as he simultaneously took you apart. 

After another moment of being lost in your own reverie, you pulled yourself out of it and filed those memories away in a separate corner of your mind, so that you may more fully indulge in them later. As you carefully removed the blankets and climbed over the sleeping pirate, one bare foot had hardly hit the cool wooden floor before a hand wrapped itself around your wrist. 

A quiet grumbling noise vibrated from behind Ace’s lips, his eyes remained closed as he spoke, indicative that he was barely awake. “Wh…where y’goin’....?” His words were slurred and thick with sleep, his deep voice reaching the depths of your being to spark something to life in the pit of your belly. But you promptly ignored it for now. 

“To the bathroom, I gotta pee.”

He replied with another mumbling sort of noise, presumably one of acknowledgment or begrudging acquiescence— you couldn’t be sure. “M’kay, just . . . hurry back t’bed, will ya? M’cold.” 

You found amusement in the inherent irony of his claim that he was ‘cold’  when he always ran a little warmer than most— not to mention his devil fruit powers— but also in the fact that despite his urging you to take care of your business swiftly, he hasn't released his hold on your wrist yet. In fact, he tugged you a little closer to him, as if he was trying to pull you back into bed. 

A small smile began to curl at the corners of your lips as you moved to manually pry his fingers from your arm so you can make your way out of the bedroom and down the hall.

For the next several minutes, Ace was left alone. 

He stirred in his partially-awake state as he made himself comfortable again in bed, but one eye managed to pry itself open by a few millimeters. It was unfortunate he was roused from his deep  sleep, but he was sure he’d doze off again soon enough. 

From what he could see, the room was still dark for the most part, his surroundings washed in a rich, navy blue color, a telltale sign that the sun would rise within the next hour or so. Aside from the faint rustling coming from the bathroom, the air was occupied by a serene silence, meaning his innermost thoughts became that much more perceptible to his mind’s ear. 

Sometimes, a part of Ace felt like fate had shined upon him— just a little, just this once— when his mind mulled over his…unique relationship with you, and all the events that led up to this exact moment. He too understood the implications of seeing you like this, but he couldn’t find it within himself to let go and move on. There was just…something about you, something special. 

Even now, he still couldn’t quite understand why you were taking such a big risk and basically throwing your life away by getting comfortable with a pirate like him. The both of you came from two different worlds, the morals embedded within those worlds constantly pitted you against each other. 

But you willingly ignored them, and so did he. 

Perhaps that was the ‘special’ quality about you and this relationship that he still struggled to articulate, how pure and genuine it all felt— how you were. Either way, he was grateful that he wasn’t the only one being a little selfish. And every now and again, Ace might silently thank the universe for allowing him this one thing, even though he hasn’t, and probably never will do anything, to deserve it. 

The increasing volume of footsteps pulled Ace from his thoughts, and soon enough you reappeared in the doorway, making your way back to bed– back home in Ace’s arms.

Your lips parted in a yawn, putting your hand over your mouth to muffle the sound, before carefully climbing over the taller man to reclaim your spot next to him. Ace wasted no time encasing you against him once more, one arm laid lazily across your stomach and the other resting under your neck, acting somewhat as a pillow of sorts.

“...took too long,” the pirate muttered under his breath, the low, vibrating sound of his voice so close to your ear did nothing for your fiercely pulsating heart. It was the only organ in your entire body that seemed to be fully awake right now.

“I wasn’t even gone for that long, ya big baby. Prob’ly less than five minutes.” A soft sigh punctuated your reply, snuggling more into the toned front of Ace’s chest and abdomen as he adjusted the thick blankets over both of your bodies. The covers, as well as the gentle warmth radiating from his exposed skin, provided a steady stream of heat that battled against the crisp morning air, both sensations nearly enough to lull you back to sleep. You enthusiastically pushed aside the fact that you had to get up again in two and a half hours for your shift to patrol around the city.

“Shuddup, let’s go to sleep.” Ace grumbled, pulling you even closer to him so that very little space existed between both of you, and nearly nuzzling his face in the bonnet you wore on your head. A soundless chuckle rumbled within your chest, finding his sleepy and almost pouty tone both amusing and adorable.

However, despite his own request, and the fact that his own eyes were barely open, Ace was finding it difficult to once more quiet his thoughts enough to drift back to sleep. They were still a bit too loud and knocked against his skull too much. 

Such thoughts only seemed to intensify when both of his eyes managed to peel themselves open this time in order to observe your form next to him. From what he could see based on where he laid, Ace silently took note of how tranquil your expression was as your breathing began to even out, how long your eyelashes actually were without your glasses obscuring them, and the small birthmark on your cheek that he developed a habit of kissing. His dark eyes roamed across every inch of your face, and he relished in the soft flesh of your stomach underneath his fingertips, giving it a feather-light squeeze every now and again.

You were here with him— in this bed, hardly wearing anything at all, and practically clinging to the arm wrapped around your abdomen— bound together with a kiss on that fateful night two years ago. You wanted to be here, he knew that. So why was it he still had to wrestle with the phantoms of doubt in the darker sectors of his mind? Why did they haunt him so, and prevent him from just plainly accepting this for what it is? Accept that it was okay to indulge, okay to claim this one thing as his and his alone? He didn’t even claim his own father, but this— you? Oh, how he wanted to be greedy, he yearned for it. But something in him, some dark, caustic, unforgiving thing, made him feel like he shouldn’t.

But didn’t he deserve something nice too? Something that wasn’t, or could no longer be tainted by the wicked and unloving world they were born into?

Ace knew that you cared for him— quite a lot, more than you should. There was a four letter word he might have used to label the way in which you cared about him, and he about you, but he dare not say it. He dared not say it in fear that the universe would snatch it away the moment it left his lips, and reveal that it was only playing a heartless joke on him.

“Hey. Are you… okay? Okay with this, I mean.” The words left his lips without putting a real thought behind them, for his mind was preoccupied with trying to keep itself afloat above the sea of negative ones that tried to carry him off to a place he did not want to visit.

Your left eye opened, then your right, as if opening them would help you better process his sudden question. Your brows furrowed next, digging deeper into your forehead in order to figure out the hidden meaning behind his words— or if there was one to begin with. “I…this position is fine, and I’m comfortable. Unless you want to be closer to the window?” You replied with your own question, uncertainty of what he was asking about thick in your tone. And judging by the way his arm tightened around you by a fraction and the nearly inaudible sigh that left his lips, it became clear that’s not what he was truly asking.

“No, I meant…are you okay with us?” Ace’s already husky voice quieted even more, nearly tapering off into a whisper. But he was pressed close enough to you that you were still able to hear him loud and clear. Something about the way he phrased his question rang a silent alarm in your head, indicating that the forthcoming conversation was going to take a more solemn turn.

With that in mind you shifted in his arms, turning around so that you were now facing Ace directly, still so close that the tips of your noses nearly touched each other. His hold on you readjusted as a result, the tattooed arm once more staking its claim on your waist and effectively trapping you against his front. His sable tresses fell unceremoniously across his face, a few strands nearly covering one of his eyes. Your fingers didn’t miss the opportunity to brush them away. 

“Yes.” Your reply was simple, and you thought it important to make that clear first because something, an emotion you were unable to categorize, flickered in his still-hooded eyes. And something about it worried you. “I am more than okay with us. There isn’t another person I’d rather be with right now.” The fingers lingering on his skin suddenly became your entire palm, as you were now cupping the side of his face.

Ace burned even warmer here compared to the rest of his body, and you found physical comfort in the sensation. His skin seemed to ignite under your touch despite his sleepiness, and the dark-haired pirate was internally grateful that it was still quite dark in your room, so you were unable to see the light flush that was beginning to form underneath his freckled cheeks. 

“Why are you asking?” Your inquiry was as tender as your touch, and it made his chest ache. 

It took Ace several seconds to search for his next words and arrange them in a sentence, for your straightforward reply admittedly caught him off-guard. Now he was unsure if there was a need to continue at all.

But the specters of doubt were ever persistent.

“I just…” The words faded away on his tongue before he could say them and instead, your response rang loud in his head. 

‘There isn’t another person I’d rather be with right now’.

Did you mean that? Have you always felt that way? Did you just happen to say that because he asked a question, because somehow you knew that’s what something in his soul wanted to hear?

And then, Ace found his words again. “You can do better, you know.” His voice turned more gruff, rough around the edges, as if he had to forcefully tug those words from the back of his throat. As if it hurt to say that. “You could, if you wanted. You’re gorgeous. Intelligent, resourceful. You have a respectable career, and you can cook damn good.”

You released a soft chuckle at that last part, finding it comical how he always found a way to talk about how good your food was. But whatever uptick on your lips faded as soon as it came once Ace parted his lips to speak again.

“You don’t have to spend your time, money, or energy on someone like me. You didn’t have to spread those pretty legs of yours for me, either. Didn’t have to let me stay here whenever I come to town. You didn’t even have to let me sleep in this bed so close to you.”

He paused, the muscles laying against and wrapped around you tensed briefly, his eyelashes met the apples of his cheeks when he allowed his eyes to close for a moment. When he opened them again, he found it harder to look at you— if he did, he might crumble away. “You could do better than a pirate like me, who has nothing going for himself except for instability, anger and…and hate. So, why?”

The next words reverberated in the air without Ace even having to say them. Why choose me? Why risk all of that for me?

Similarly, something throbbed uncomfortably within your chest as you listened to him speak, even after he finished and silence descended upon the both of you. 

You could only wonder where this line of questioning originated from. It was uncharacteristic of Ace to voice thoughts of this nature, even more so when there was no prior word or action to lure them forward. You continued to observe him in the quiet, not even realizing that you had been softly caressing his cheek all this while until your hand came to a halt.

Why? Why were you with Ace, entangled in every sense of the word and jeopardizing the life you’ve built for yourself for his sake? The answer seemed so simple, but not as much now that you had to consciously think about it; you somehow struggled to put it into words. 

Ace was like the rays of sunlight that peeked through heavy drapes in the early morning— much like they would soon be in a few hours— or like the flickering flames of a small fire that offered you solace on an unkind wintery night. He was warm and intense, but mellow and tender at the same time, in his own way. He offered you comfort when you needed it, stirred up something in you when you wanted it, brightened your life when you didn’t even realize how dull and monochrome it was. Ace was…

“Allow me to offer a question of my own. Why are you taking an equally significant, if not greater risk, just to curl up in my bed with me? Why come back so often to this town, risking capture, if only to hold me close, eat the food I make, and to make love to me?”

Your inquiries seemed to tug you forward, motivating you to scoot a little closer to Ace so that there was hardly even an iota of space existing in between your faces. His breath hitched quietly in his chest at that, more so when you leaned forward and simply placed your lips on his cheek, right on top of the dozens of prominent and faded freckles that resided there. Something about the gesture felt intentional— like you did not kiss his face, but the light specks on top of it. And thinking about it like that made his taut chest twinge again in a manner he could not describe right now.

Your breaths against his flesh were soft and leveled, and successfully fanned the flames of an even pinker flush to blossom across his visage.

He struggled to give you a coherent answer to your questions because his inner thoughts seemed to reset every time your plush lips came in contact with his face— all gentle like he would break if you applied too much pressure. He never associated that word with himself before, nor had anyone else in his entire life.

So why did he do it? Why did he do any of it? Why was he so attached to you, to your existence, your presence, and everything that reminded him of you? 

Ace knew the answer. 

He fears he’s known it for some time now.

But would it be right— would it be okay to label it with the word that was sitting on his tongue? Did he truly have the capacity to bear the weight of it? Would this blissful reality he found himself nestled in start to unravel the moment he said it? Would the universe truly let him have this one thing to himself, forever?

A feathery, open-mouthed kiss from you onto his nose cut off his thoughts, but confirmed his answer. 

A bleary sort of smile, edges softened by his affection for you, tugged the corners of Ace’s mouth upwards. The hand that encased your waist traveled further downwards to take the meat of your thigh in its grasp, and toss it over his own hips. He had slung your leg over himself in an attempt to hold your bodies inexplicably closer, the feeling of his fingers gliding lazily across your exposed skin caused your pulse to quicken.

“I understand. Thank you.” 

Within another second or two, his mouth eventually met with yours. His lips and yours seamlessly molded together, like they were two carved parts of the same whole. It was a slow, saccharine thing, ultimately leading your fingertips to slide back and thread themselves through his dark locks, and the calloused, hot palm on your thigh to grip the area ever tighter— as if you’d evaporate if he didn’t do so.

Ace loved you— was in love with you. His heart thrummed against his chest when he tossed that fact around in his head, gradually accepting it to be true as he steadily deepened the kiss.

He murmured those three words into your mouth after languidly coaxing it open with his tongue so the wet muscle could slither inside and make a home there. It was barely intelligible, but somehow you knew what he’d said. Such a declaration was only reserved for you, so of course you recognized it. Ace didn’t even want the words to linger in the air, lest the universe heard what he had said. He still thanked it though, grateful to whatever deities thrusted you into his path that night so that he could have this moment with you, and build similar ones like this hereafter.

You reciprocated it, quietly sighing the words back into him and he eagerly swallowed them up, giving your thigh an affectionate squeeze in response.

Briefly, you pulled back, but only by a millimeter— not wanting the cold air of the early morning to catch you yet— and your palm ended up on Ace’s jaw. The pad of your thumb brushed over the sheet of freckles with no particular pattern or rhythm, and you absently thought about how they might be your favorite feature on his entire body. As if to emphasize this point, you pressed a lingering kiss onto its surface again, and for a moment, Ace thought he might shut down. He simply could not comprehend the loving nature behind such a simple act, or why it affected him so; all he could do was offer a small, fond grin.

Time still marched forward, but it graciously allowed the pair of lovers to bask in each other for a little while longer. The sky’s hue would slowly shift from a deep navy blue to a slightly brighter one, causing the dimness of the room to inch back into its corners for the day. The sunlight would soon come.

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[zombholic]

MILF ABBY WITH READER WHO HATES KIDS HC — abby anderson

description — milf!abby, reader who isnt that great with kids, age gap, reader is around mid twenties and abby is late thirties going on forty, smut, mdi !!,

authors note — literally all my creds and inspo goes to @elliespassagerprincess i literally love their milf abby series pls go read it !!

— You and your friends know that you do not have a single motherly instinct in your bones, you and kids do not mix well together.

— This one time you were just strolling while shopping and a toddler came up to say hi to you and you just stared at it wondering what to do.

— If there’s a child screaming at the top of their little lungs you literally give it a death glare.

— You also call children “it” and make everyone laugh every time you talk about a kid.

— But if it wasn’t for Abby’s six-year-old daughter Melanie who came up to you one day at a your local grocery store crying like snot bubbling at her nose and she looked sticky trying to hold your hand you wouldn’t have met your future milf wife.

“Oh, uh hi— why are you crying?” You let the little child grab your pointer finger as you tried to hard to fight your inner demons from the stickiness of her little hand.

“I— I can’t find my mommy.” She used her other hand to wipe the snot off her face, you could feel every nerve in your body cringe. You felt bad for the thing but jesus why are kids so fucking sticky.

You and the kid sat on one of the benches inside the store, you bought her some candy to make it stop crying and it worked. You did inform an employee that there was a lost kid, they spoke on the intercom after telling you that if the parent isn’t here in a certain amount of time they would call law enforcement.

“So, what’s your name?” You pinched your eyebrows together looking at the small being next to you devouring the ring pop like her life depended on it.

“Melanie but all my friends call me Melly.” She gave you a toothy smile well … she was missing majority of her teeth so half toothy smile?

“That’s … nice? You have friends?” She shook her head, her two little braids looked like she got into a street fight.

“Yeah, a lot like a lot of friends, what’s your na—“ She was cut off by a woman’s voice calling out for her.

“Melanie!” Both of your eyes shot up at the… holy fucking fuck she was breath taking.

— You found out that her name is Abby and she has a little escape artist for a child, she hugged you tightly with those giant arms thanking you for keeping her baby safe.

— Abby was truly taken back by how beautiful you are, she was quick to tell you she’ll repay you and managed to get your number while doing so.

— You guys ended up bonding really fast, even though you two were almost complete opposites she was so fascinated by you.

— She invited you over to dinner at her house and fuck was she loaded, not like you were in it for the money but damn must be nice.

— She genuinely found it so amusing how you would interact with Melanie, treating her like a little adult. You weren’t the type to use baby words towards kids you just spoke to them.

— Melanie really resembled Abby to the T, she had her mom’s blue eyes, freckles, the cutest nose but she had blonder hair, you just assumed it was from the dad.

— After months of basically hanging out with them you guys felt so inseparable, you still would give concerning expressions whenever Melanie would do something weird.

— Abby was falling in love you, whenever all three of you would watch a movie that Melanie always picked out and yes you did argue with a six year old about picking movies she would just have the urge to grab your face and kiss you.

— For halloween you bought Melanie an inflatable dinosaur costume with a pink tutu, you literally were crying from how silly she looked holding Abby’s hand.

— Abby was so reluctant to make the first move, scared that she was too old for you but little did she know how much it turned you on that she was older.

— You decided to ask Abby out on a date, you called her up while you were at home, heart beating out of your chest when she said yes.

— The date was at the arcade, cheesy but Abby always won you prizes every time you guys went with Melly. She beat at you literally every single game and being competitive you just glared at her.

— Melanie was at a sleepover at her friend’s home so you and Abby had the place to yourselves, after the date you guys were chilling in her kitchen Abby finally had the courage to kiss you.

“Can I please kiss you?” She looked at you with those pleading eyes, a slight whine to her words.

NSFW mdi NSFW mdi NSFW

— She pinned your back against the counter, her hand cupping the side of your face, the kiss felt so warm but soon became greedy.

— She carried you to her room, your legs wrapped around her waist, arms around her neck as you drove her fucking crazy kissing on her neck like that.

— Abby has a Daddy kink, she had her strap settled deep in your drooling cunt, legs on her shoulder, thrusting so fucking deliciously making you claw at her arms.

“Mmmgh— oh fuck Abby..” Your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, knuckles white from the grip you had on her arms.

“Daddy, call me fucking Abby again and I wont let you cum.” She slapped your face, grabbing it with her hands squeezing your cheeks together.

God this wasn’t the sweet, motherly Abby you knew but some sex god who would fuck you so stupid it left you an incoherent mess.

— She had crazy stamina, had you in every position, face down with your ass up, riding her cock, your back pressed against her front as she spread your legs open drilling your bruised and aching pussy.

— She was so mean, she mocked your moans, bit your skin, slapped your tearful face every time you stopped looking at her. You couldn’t get enough of this side of her.

— She over stimulated you so much you were sobbing, trembling every time she would touch you, your legs shook violently.

Abby had her arms wrapped securely around your thighs, spreading them open so wide. Her tongue lapping you up, sucking on your puffing clit, sliding her tongue inside your sore cunt.

“Daddy please! Too much, s’too much, too much” You squealed, crying out trying to push her head off of you.

— After long hours of her using you, she was so quick to turn her motherly instincts back on. Kissing your face so sweetly, her eyes filled with worry that she pushed you over the edge.

— You reassured her that it was the best fucking sex you’ve ever had. She started a bath for you, sitting right behind you as she massaged your aching body, running her fingers over the love bites she left scattered on your body.

— She held you so tightly as you both had fallen asleep on her amazing bed.

[bb-sg]

Not sure what your limit is but can you pls do jealousy HCs for these jjk men: Toji Gojo Nanami Sukuna Geto? Lmk if tooo much >.<

It’s not too much! I only did 3 of these guys for now but plan on finishing the other two this weekend and making it a whole HC. Thank you for the idea! 🥹 Here’s the start of it, hope you like!

Jealously HC for JJK Men- Part 1!

TW: Sm*t, rough s*x, jealous/yandere theme, degradation.

Let me know if I missed any.

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Gojo:

• Doesn’t understand why you insist on wearing clothes that show off your legs and ample shape in public. He is the only one who should be honored and lucky enough to see your exposed skin.

• Walks behind you whenever your wearing a skirt, so he’s the only one that gets to see that view.

• Watches how strangers interact with you closely. Waiting to step in when someone gets too close or their eyes start to wander over your body too much

• He will hang off of you, drape his arm over your shoulder, hold you around the waist when he feels the gaze of the vultures just waiting to swoop in and steal you from him.

• Gojo wants to stake his claim on you publicly, making it impossible for you to seek attention anywhere else but from him. He buys you a necklace with his clan's name on it and expects you to wear it whenever you’re not with him.

• Gojo is annoyed when strangers try to flirt with you, or give you attention, but knows that they could never replace him, not unless you want them to.

• Which is why he sees red when he watches you from afar, laughing and giggling with your best guy friend.

• He fantasizes about ripping your friend to shreds when Gojo sees him touching your arm, giving you his sweatshirt to wear or when he catches him stealing glances down your shirt or up your skirt.

• loses his patience when he sees your friend trying to wrap an arm around you when you say you are cold. Gojo warps between the two of you, pulling you close and teasing you for not bringing a jacket even though he told you to. He pretends he hasn’t been watching the two of you, seething at the thought of someone laying a finger on what is his.

• He grabs your hand and pulls you into the nearest bathroom so he can bend you over the sink and make you scream. He doesn’t stop until he’s sure you are loud enough for your friend to hear.

• He uses the necklace he gave you as leverage while he takes his anger out on you, thrusting deep inside you. He pulls the necklace tight enough that the imprint of his name will be left on your neck for everyone to see.

• “If you want to act like a slut then I’ll go ahead and treat you like one.”

Nanami:

• Claims that he is not a jealous lover, understanding that he cannot truly own you, even if he wants to.

• Doesn’t care that you wear short skirts and skin-tight clothes because he knows this is all superficial, it is the intimacy between you two that is important.

• Nanami lets all the looks and glances of others slide by without concern until he meets your so-called “work husband”

• When he comes to visit you at your job and finds a man leaning over your shoulder, as you type away at your laptop, Nanami starts to worry.

• Nanami sees how you and this man interact and he wants to tell you to quit your job. He watches as you two share inside jokes, laughing, talking like you two have known each other for years.

• When you invite your “work husband” to meet your actual husband, Nanami grips the man’s hand so hard during the handshake that the man winces.

• Nanami tries to brush it off as workplace friendships but can’t shake the feeling that this man is sharing a part of your life with you that he will never be able to reciprocate.

• Nanami has had enough when you come home smiling and laughing about something that your “work husband” said today. He wants to be the reason you are smiling.

• He decides to remind you who is supposed to be the one to make you feel good by burying himself so deep inside you that you forget all about that “work husband” of yours.

• When you try to cover your face while reaching your high, he stops and makes you watch him, forcing you to come undone around him.

• “Look at me, I want you to see who is making you cum. See who makes you feel this good, and know that nobody else can make you cum like this.”

• Nanami claims that he isn’t a jealous lover, but he just happens to keep your phone nearby so he can “accidentally” call your pathetic work husband when you are screaming for him.

Toji

• Toji doesn’t care what you wear, because he knows that he’ll be able to break any man’s jaw if they so much as try to speak to you.

• He almost enjoys watching you flaunt yourself around in public knowing that you know you are his and no one else’s.

• He doesn’t even mind when he sees his friends ogling you when you bend down to tie your shoe.

• What he does mind is seeing you leaning over a pool table trying to make a shot while his friend has nestled in behind you, pressed against you to help show you how to sink the ball. He knows you know how to play pool better than him, wondering why you let him be that close to you.

• Toji makes eye contact with you while you give him a sly smile. You wiggle your ass against his friend while watching him fume with rage. He finally cracks when his friend's hand grips your waist tightly.

• He knows you are trying to antagonize him but still gives into his anger. His trigger finger more than ready. You’ve been naughty by letting another man touch you, touch what he owns.

• Within seconds, he is pulling you away from his friend and forcing you to your knees. He leans against the pool table.

• “Open your mouth and show him whose whore you really are.”

• Toji slides his cock down your throat so far that your nose is touching his pelvis.

• He makes his friend watch as he uses you like a flashlight, gripping your hair for leverage. He needs to know that his friend is aware that he can never have you like this.

• After he cums in your mouth, he makes you hold it on your tongue and show his friend before he spits into your mouth and commands you to swallow.

• He will take you into a more private room to give you your punishment for thinking you could even think about leaving him for another man. Making you Yelp and cry out with every spank he delivers to your ass.

• “You thought this was a fun game didn’t you? I’ll fuck you dumb so you will never have those stupid thoughts ever again.”

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[harumasa-asaba]

YO! It's ya boy, Asaba Harumasa

I know what you're thinking! how awesome it is that the best most handsome member of Section 6 finally found his way into this small part of the internet!

this blog will be your best chance at getting the latest hot tea about the, oh so popular Section 6! brought to you by yours truly, ME! as long as Deputy Chief Tsukishiro doesn't catch drift of this blog, I can pretty much say anything I want!

I think...

ANYWAYS! ask me whatever you want whenever you want, and I'll answer it the second I'm out of the Deputy Chief's line of sight!

\/ super cool awesome rules right down here \/

welcome to my super awesome HARUMASA RP BLOG!!!

Harumasa's definitely one of my favorite ZZZ characters and I'm very excited to open this blog to other people who also love him :D I'll try my best to try and imitated the way he acts (with some hc thrown in ofc), if you think I'm going out of character pls tell me! I'm open to criticism!

This blog will be less of the traditional rp and more of a “what if this character had tumblr” situation, so feel free to interact with this blog just like you would any famous person’s profile! Of course this doesn’t mean I won’t do any traditional rp, I’m down for anything!

Tags:

Masa's talking - any and all posts on this account

Special guest - any posts involving/about other member's of Section 6

Proxy Troubles - any posts with/about Belle or Wise

more to be added :]

Basic rules and boundaries:

please keep any nsfw and/or suggestive asks to a minimum.

any hateful asks are likely to be ignored, I get that Harumasa might not be everyone's favorite but I would still like the asks to remain respectful.

if you have your own rp blog, feel free to rp with me! I would be more than happy to participate :D

pls share your Harumasa ships if you have any! if you wanna rp as a character you ship him with, I'll gladly participate! I personally like Harumasa/Belle or Harumasa/Seth but my opinion can always be swayed!

have fun with this blog! send anything you want to tell Harumasa! don't be shy :D

main blog: @beeissimping

Seth Lowell rp blog: @seth-lowell

Soukaku rp blog: @oni-soukaku

Argenti rp blog: @knight-argenti

Taoran rp blog: @preceptor-taoran

HAPPY ASKING :D

[strawb3rryshake]

hi, i love cameron so much, i would save your hcs abt cameron if u ever make one, pls do bbg😞❤️‍🩹

(@wordssricochet this is for you. and me. I hope you enjoy <3)

my richard cameron romance headcanons (pt. 1?)

- “I want a church girlll that go to church, aNd ReAd HeR bIbLe-”

- i’m joking… kind of.

- i bet he’d try to uphold the “no sex till marriage” rule tbh

- ANYWAY

Pre-relationship:

- alright look i feel like cameron is so dense😭

- like he wouldn’t realize you like him like that unless you’re really bold and asked him out early on

- but that’s no fun, SO. we’ll start from the beginning.

- cameron’s not a “love at first sight” kind of guy, he has to really get to know someone first

- so when you started gravitating towards him in the group, asking him for help with schoolwork, and sitting near him during supper, he had ample opportunity to talk to you

- the poets probably didn’t realize anything suspicious until you started snapping at charlie to leave cam alone and generally being on his side of things (or, at least not groaning and scoffing when he got too annoying)

- charlie was probably the first to notice, and the moment you were a little too quick to defend cam or perk up at him being mentioned, he kind of went “oh no. you can’t be serious.”

- naturally, whether you confirmed his suspicions or not, he told the rest of the poets

- and THAT was when things changed.

- cameron likely wasn’t fully aware of his feelings until the other poets started teasing him about it like they knew something he didn’t. for example, why was he taking more time than usual to get ready in the morning? why was he always fixing his hair or his uniform more when you were around? why did he always smile at the things you said? why did he always make weird faces when the other poets did anything physical with you? why was he slightly (and only slightly) more lenient about bending the rules if it was you who suggested it?

- suddenly he was hyper aware of every time you two made eye contact while laughing at something. suddenly he was hyper aware of every time you two accidentally brushed shoulders while walking. suddenly he was hyper aware of the smirks on the other poets’ faces whenever he leaned over to help you with your math homework.

- he started panicking, basically. he wanted to always be perfect around you and he overthought every interaction and this poor boy was a mess on the inside

- of course, cameron wasn’t going to admit a thing to the other poets. if they knew, then they’d surely tell you, and that would be an absolute mess. no, they’d just have to never find out.

- they found out and totally exposed him when you weren’t around.

- after vehement denial and arguing, he finally admitted to them that okay, maybe he did like you.

- it definitely still took a while for this cute (and admittedly terribly annoying) mutual pining thing you two had going on to get anywhere

- even when you both started getting a little more physical (lingering hand brushes, letting your shoes/legs touch while sitting down, nudging each other before making a comment or joke), a little more obvious (spending more time together without the others, unconsciously copying each other, him being notably chivalrous for you), and a little more curious (“wait, did they do that because we’re friends or because they like me?”), there was a sort of standstill

- cameron’s very prideful and very protective of himself, he wasn’t going to risk rejection and the awkwardness that comes with it. he wasn’t going to complicate things and risk ruining a friendship he’d grown to really appreciate.

- until the others teased him about it until he had enough. fine. he’d ask you out if they’d stop bugging him about it.

- he was beyond anxious that entire next day. he put it off as long as he could, not being able to focus in class, being unusually quiet in the hallways, that sort of thing. but when everyone was sent to bed for the night, and you and him were the only two left, he finally blurted it out.

- “hey, so uh… would you wanna go hang out this weekend? without everyone else?”

- “…like a date?”

- “yeah. if you want it to be.”

- and you smiled. and you told him you’d love for it to be a date. and finally, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Dating:

- cameron’s definitely a good boy, the kind you’d take home to your parents and when he leaves they’d go “what a nice boy” bc he’d be polite and respectful the whole time

- if you’re also a bit of a goody two shoes (like me) you guys end up becoming the tired parents of the friend group

- in the beginning of the relationship most planned dates are more on the formal side (he’s very traditional and wants to impress you) but over time he loosens up a bit and dates get more casual

- i don’t really see him using pet names, the only nicknames he’d use would be versions of your name (unless someone was flirting with you, but we’ll get to that in a moment)

- if you’re the type to use pet names, he’s fine with it as long as they’re not… embarrassing. please don’t call him your little carrot cake (or do, please do, just to see the way his entire face turns red)

- (btw he’s typically good at keeping his cool but you’d learn how to make him blush bc us gingers are so pale and blush WAY TOO EASILY and you’d think it’s adorable when he gets nervous)

- he gets jealous pretty easily and would start getting protective the moment it seemed like someone was flirting with you. if it was a stranger hitting on you, that would be one of the only times he’d call you by a pet name, just so they’d get the hint and leave you alone. if it was someone he knew, who was aware you two were together, he’d either wrap an arm around you or straight up tell them to back off

- speaking of physical contact, affection!

- generally, he’s not huge on pda. especially not in class because he’s trying to focus. in hallways he might be okay with brief kisses or little hand squeezes but that’s about it

- when he holds your hand he does the little thumb rub

- sometimes you two sneak into his room when charlie’s not around just to cuddle and enjoy each other’s company for a bit

- He props himself up on his elbow and talks to you as you lay next to him, his hand absentmindedly sliding through your hair or fingers tracing up and down your arm

- I have this hc with every freckled character but sometimes during these moments you lean over him and count his freckles or trace shapes between them. he acts like you’re weird for doing it, but when you see his eyes eventually flutter shut and a soft smile form on his lips, you know he doesn’t mind.

- kisses with him are very slow and sweet. it actually took a little while for kissing to be anything but 100% innocent because he’s a little scared of taking things too far

- he really loves holding you close and breathing you in and letting his brain relax for a few moments

- he likes doing favors for you and helping you out when he can

- the first time you stole clothes from him he didn’t notice until you were sitting with the other poets to study one evening

- “is that… my sweater? where did you even get that?”

- he acts annoyed but deep down he finds it absolutely adorable

- if you ever left a sweater or something in his room he’d hold it close to him all night and pretend you were there

- he loves when you compliment him. even the smallest compliment is enough to boost his ego. the poets start begging you (jokingly, kind of) to stop telling him things because he always talks about it and it’s insufferable

- the two of you brag about each other a lot to the others. some of them find it amusing, but the others want to cover their ears and groan until you stop.

- there’s quite a bit of banter between you two. he loves debating things with you because he wants to hear your opinions (and he wants to win). i feel like you guys would jokingly insult each other too, in the kind of way where it’s okay if you say it but if the other poets say it you tell them off

- actual arguments send him into a bit of a panic, though. he knows he has flaws and that he’s defensive and prideful and struggles to admit when he’s wrong, but the last thing he’d ever want is to hurt you

- issues in the relationship might come up and linger for a while, but at some point he pulls you aside to talk about it (and apologise if need be)

- it takes a while for him to use the L-word. he thinks it a lot, but thinking something and saying it are two completely different things, and he takes it pretty seriously.

- the first time he’d ever say it would likely be during a more tender moment between you. he’d mumble the words against your lips or against your skin, then quickly pull away and say that you don’t have to say it back or anything but—

- “i love you, too.”

- “…oh.”

- he’d get a little embarrassed and try (and fail) to fight back a big smile

- he’s already terribly soft for you but hearing you say these words becomes his new weakness

- altogether i just think he’d be the sweetest boyfriend and you’d both learn and grow a lot from each other

- things might not always be the easiest between you two but you’ve got yourself a keeper, please don’t break this boy’s heart

i hope you guys enjoyed these, i wasn’t planning on the lists being so long but i got a little self-indulgent along the way (i hope they’re still realistic and i don’t sound crazy). i tried to cover all (sfw) bases but knowing myself i’ve forgotten a few things and i’ll just have to make more cam content in the future

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Flip! Saturn HCs ໒ ˚⁎

Can you please do Saturn from Solarballs caregiver and regressor (flip) headcanons pls?

as a Caregiver

•Saturn is highly protective of their little one, always ensuring you feel safe and secure. They take their caregiving role seriously and strive to create a nurturing environment

•Dada Saturn likes to maintain a structured routine, providing a sense of stability and predictability. This includes regular meal times, play times, and bedtime

•Ringed Caretaker enjoys incorporating educational elements into playtime, teaching you about space, planets, and other fascinating facts in a fun and engaging way

•"Let's build a model of the solar system together. I'll help you place the planets in their orbits!"

•Saturn teaches you about forgiveness and the importance of not blaming oneself for things beyond their control. He uses his own experience to show that everyone makes mistakes and it's okay to feel sad, but it's also important to forgive oneself

•As a caregiver, Saturn remains calm and patient, even during difficult moments. They understand the importance of gentle guidance and reassurance

•Ring Guardian makes sure you have a safe environment where you feel protected and loved. He uses his rings as a metaphor for the protective circle he creates around you

•Saturn loves telling bedtime stories, often weaving tales about the stars, galaxies, and cosmic adventures to spark your imagination

•"Alright, superstar, it's story time! Tonight, Dada will tell you about the mysterious rings of Saturn and the adventures of the stars !"

•Saturn shows affection through gentle hugs, kind words, and acts of service, ensuring their little one always feels loved and appreciated

as an age Regressor

•When in a regressed state, Saturn is highly curious and loves to explore. They are fascinated by new experiences and enjoy learning through play

•"Can we watch the stars tonight? I love how they twinkle and tell stories."

•Saturn enjoys creative activities like drawing, building with blocks, and playing with space-themed toys. Their imagination runs wild, creating elaborate stories and adventures !

•They find joy in simple activities like stargazing, watching educational cartoons, and reading picture books about space and planets

•Saturn may experience mood swings, sometimes feeling overwhelmed by emotions. They rely on their caregiver to provide stability and support during these times

•Routine : As a regressor, Saturn feels more secure with a consistent routine, mirroring the structure they provide as a caregiver. This helps them feel grounded and safe

•"Can you read me the book about the planets again? It’s my favorite!"

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[maxzinn]

Damn why is the HSR fandom becoming way worse than genshin? And whenever there is any controversy aventurine is always somehow involved like leave my boy alone 😭

I'm a cis straight woman okay and no matter which fandom i interact with they always look down on me and assume shit about me even though i try to be nothing but understanding I have had so many tell me that I can't like a certain male character romantically because he is only for the boys/gays. Even like when you tell them you like a certain game/franchise/anime/singer or band they're like 'you have to be queer for liking this' and for some reason they try to convince me that I'm queer even though I'm not and they think that me being cis and straight makes me 'basic' and 'boring' I love jjba, Nana, Castlevania, Final Fantasy, Hsr and genshin impact but literally every fandom I've been is filled with a bunch of judgemental pricks which is sad because I was so excited to talk about my interests :( at first i thought they were being like that because I'm asian but then i realised it's because of my 'basic and boring' sexual and gender identity

and for some reason when I tell them that I'm cis straight they immediately assume I'm a white privileged woman (like i said I'm literally Asian) and i haven't struggled a day in my life which isn't true at all it's so ignorant to assume all of this about me just based off my sexual and gender identity and when I try to speak up they tell me that they're just 'giving me the taste of my own medicine' like what??? What does that even mean?? I'm not even homophobic i come from a conservative country and family but I have done proper research and educated myself on this topic and i treat everyone with respect so why can't they also be decent human beings and respect me too? I still try to be understanding but I can't stand the air of superiority among these people and they're usually under the age of 25 too because other queer people I have interacted with who are older than me don't behave pathetically like these people

(sorry this was so long you can ignore it if you want and sorry if my english is bad it's not my first language 😭 anyways I hope you have a good day/afternoon/night)

(This post is also long sorry hehe)

No cuz for real, it’s getting way more annoying in the fandom (no offense) and it’s even worse on twitter and hoyolab.

In my opinion, I think the toxicity mainly starts with people forcing to everybody that every character in hsr is queer coded and all that stuff. I keep seeing all that posts and comments that this certain character is “implied” which is not true??? It makes me wonder if they even know what the word “implied” means, cuz it basically/indirectly means that it’s canon.

I’m so done with those posts that claims “robin is lesbian and girlkisser so gtfo men” like stfu?

If you have seen the replies on tuonto’s twitter post, there’s like a LOT of people saying that. Like, hc her as lesbian if you want but DONT act like it’s canon and stop forcing your hcs on other people pls.

And when others reply to them saying that it isn’t canon and that they shouldn’t force it, they just straight up say that those people are “homophobic and lesphobic”.

I have no problems with gay/lesbian ships cuz I support all ships equally (except the illegal and problematic ones), but these delulu people are ruining it for the fandom tbh.

It’s funny that being straight/cis is seen as basic and boring now. And that part where you’re being forced to be queer is funny af 😭 are they ill?

You can like all the male characters that you like, none of them have canon sexualities and they’re certainly not canonically gay. If some person says that you shouldn’t like a certain male character cuz they’re only for the boys… then they’re ill, don’t listen to those bs.

It’s so weird that people now argue and force a sexuality onto fictional characters and just assume a certain character’s sexuality based on stereotypes (like aventurine for example) then claims that they’re a queer representation when said “representation” is just based on stereotypes.

It’s weird that a character’s sexuality matters so much when it doesn’t even matter that much, just enjoy the game and the plot? Stop projecting yourself onto them, they’re their own person and they have their own personality. They have nothing to do with your sexuality. And most of all… they’re literally PIXELS

And pls, liking a certain franchise doesn’t reflect anything on your sexuality. You can be a straight woman and like drag shows, you can be a straight woman and like BL and GL. Men can be straight and love skincare, men can be straight and like fashion/makeup. ITS NOT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?? Just stop stereotyping people 💀

[hhighkey]

For the jjk characters you write for, can you please do jealousy HCs for them? 😄

AN// ah yes!!! i included my faves as i felt it would be easier but lemme know if you want anyone specific :)

JJK Headcanons

THEY GET JEALOUS

With Nanami, Gojo, Inumaki, Fushiguro, Noritoshi

Nanami Kento

his jealousy definitely stems from wanting to keep you safe

and that he doesn’t want people making you uncomfortable

nanami is the perfect man and you’d never imagine yourself with anyone else

he’s not insecure

just worries

jealousy is a natural emotion he knows, everyone succumbs to it no matter how irrational a situation

so he won’t act anything out or throw a fit like some would

he’s a mature adult

now let’s say you’re younger than him tho pls im obsessed with age gaps and this man

you have some guy friends from college who you’re pretty close with (or sorcerers from your year back when you were at tokyo high, you choose)

he’s not going to tell you that you can’t have guy friends but he’s uncomfortable, there’s so many opinions out there on platonic relationships with an opposite sex while in a committed relationship

he does trust you

but guys at your age… he knows how they are all too well

it’ll take him longer than expected to have the conversation with you

he’s always calm when communicating something serious

you appreciate it omg

and you didn’t realize he possibly would have viewed it in that way so you decided to only see them in group settings

besides nanami comes first

he’s very well mannered and thought out. this is a man you’re dating not some boy who’s going to lose his cool

but he’s relieved

“you don’t show it but it’s cute you were jealous kento,”

“yeah? just wait until something happens in front of me then we’ll see,”

true

Gojo Satoru

gojo doesn’t get jealous really

i think he finds it amusing over anything else- watching a guy flirt with you

he’s definitely a cocky shit so he knows this man doesn’t come anywhere near him

like gojo doubts he can top strongest sorcerer so he’s just laughing watching this interaction because you’re not into it

however it’s when he lays a hand on you does he step in, slowly losing it

something about someone else having the audacity to place a hang on you sets him off

his jealousy is more of an urge to protect what’s his you

and as amusing as it was to watch the man attempt to pick you up, he knows your boundaries have been crossed big time

feels bad he didn’t do anything sooner but won’t say it

gojo comes up, placing a hand to the low of your back, devious grin as he stares from the top of his sun glasses

“having fun babe? who’s this?”

that man is shaking let’s be real and scurries away immediately

totally can sense the intense energy coming off gojo even if he doesn’t realize why he’s so scared of the platinum haired man

you can see right through gojo by the twitch of his upper lip that he’s upset

“jealousy is funny on you satoru,”

“wasn’t jealous!”

“yeah okay,”

Inumaki Toge

oh inumaki is definitely the jealous type

he’s a clingy boyfriend to begin with

like to always have a hand on you, see you in his sights

doesn’t even like when his fellow students steal a spot next to you away from him

will literally throw mini tantrums and yell in his onigiri language

he’s cute it’s fine

so like it’s not unexpected when he loses his cool and is a pouty mess over some guys hitting on you

what was supposed to be a fun outing to run some errands turned into hitting up every shop in your sights

it’s been a perfect day, holding his hand as you two stroll about

inumaki is gonna wait in this long line to get the drinks you want whilst you continue on to grab sweets

divide and conquer right

which inumaki is still able to see you out the corner of his eye so he’s content

until

two guys get in line behind you and instantly spark up a conversation, which you’re polite so you won’t just blow them off

but you shift a little farther away and try to seem disinterested

“you’re really pretty, you here alone?”

“no,”

“we can keep you company,”

“i’m good,”

they just keep on talking and talking making suggestive comments

you’re praying for inumaki to save you because you’re unsure if he even knows what’s going on

oh he does

he’s burning green

fists clenched at his side but he’s going to get y’all these drinks first since you were so excited for one

so drinks in each hand, he walks over to you and the two guys who can’t take a hint

“go away,”

“toge!”

Fushiguro Megumi

silently broods

absolute anger coursing through him

you are his and no one else can have you he’s very territorial

not a lot makes him feel normal, relaxed, sane- but you do

so he can’t have any risks to your relationship

he was picking you up from class today, having just got back from a few day mission last night

he couldn’t wait to scoop you up in his arms

it’s when he finally sees you does his mood drop

he’s waiting outside the car, ijichi in the passenger seat probably feeling megumi’s cursed energy turn angry mans is def shaking he goes through so much

you’re walking out with two other guys who are standing too close for his taste

he doesn’t like the way you’re smiling and nodding at what they’re saying

why do you look so into the conversation?

he doesn’t waste much more time to march over there

he’ll place a hand on the low of back

instantly introduces himself as your boyfriend to your horror very rudely

he’s a tall scary dude and the guys you’re with immediately feel terror creeping up them

you say you’ll see them soon as megumi drags you away to the car

“gumi be nice! they’re my partners for an important project,”

“guess i have to go to all these meetings now,”

“oh my god,”

Kamo Noritoshi

haha mans got an ego

huge chip on his shoulder about how he’s so great and heir to the kamo clan

like it’s beyond him that someone would even look in your direction while he’s there

he gets jealous easier than he knows he should

logically he knows he has nothing to worry about so he’s calm in that manner

but internally he sees everyone as a threat as you belong to him

how you put up with him nobody knows

but he’s infatuated with you and is going to treat you perfectly

so noritoshi is so excited to take you out for a nice dinner, since neither of you have been free in a few weeks

y’all are all dressed up looking cute

both of you are just beaming at the other from across the table, one of your hands delicately placed in his as you chat

you don’t notice it but noritoshi does

the waiter

the way he looks at you, eyes lingering too long

he can’t blame them you’re gorgeous

but when he gets your order or checks up on you two, he only talks to you

noritoshi is perceptive he can tell when someone is flirting with his partner

and he doesn’t take kindly to it

by the end of the date he’s absolutely fuming, fist clenched

but on the outside he looks cool and collected… he just wanted to enjoy this time with you!

he pulls you out of there soon as possible and you just laugh as y’all exit the restaurant

“wow toshi proud you didn’t like shoot the guy with an arrow,”

“i wish i did,”

you heard a few weeks later that the waiter got fired

[infraaa]

HISBDBSJSBSS... so can we maybe have longan smut hcs.. 🙏🧎 gender neutral pls😭

『I am foaming at the mouth. sociopathic dragon man is here. I had another one asking for a oneshot, so I’ll just do that one. Love how human games work, hm?』

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒

longan dragonxgn!reader (can also be read as afab of desired. No physical desc. added.)

tw // oral, double penetration, dom/sub mechanic, degradation, light impact play, implied non con, sadism, a bit of blood, hurt/no comfort, no fluff kinda, edging, asphyxiation play/choking 【cw // spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven】

baker’s note // I do not support r**e in any way, shape, or form. If you or someone else you know is experiencing SA or anything similar, DO NOT be afraid to advocate and or help them! The RAINN Organization is superb, and will help you through your case. Please contact them if you need any assistance. Viewer’s Discretion is strongly advised beyond this point.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT.

It’s rare that the dragons ever meet up just because, with their mixed feelings towards each other and family history. It’s fun to cause chaos though, so it’s fun seeing them all interact.

Longan was in the kitchen making noodles for everyone, not because they wanted to but because Lychee was there and they didn’t feel like being a disappointment in their own home. The stoic ivory dragon, emotionless yet yearning, stood at their stove and waited for their rice noodles. Meanwhile everyone else was sitting in their living room, chatting about nothing in particular. Lotus Dragon was playing their mandolin quietly next to Ananas Dragon, who had brought their lemur for company, so that the little fluffy guy could meet everyone else. The little animal ran around the rug on the floor, playing with a clam he had found.

“Heeeey guys!” A familiar voice rang. Pitaya, Ananas, and Lotus looked up to see you and Lychee standing at the foot of the glossy ivory stairway, heading down the stairs. Lychee came down with a playful smile as they sort of dragged you along with them. “Hey Lychee. You look sssso happy. What’s up?” Pitaya asked curiously. Ananas saw a little bottle in the purple dragon’s hand and pointed to it. “You have an empty bottle, where’d that come from?” Lychee took your shoulder in their arm and hugged you towards them, sitting cheek to cheek with you. “Oh, they had it when they brought it with them. And we were just chatting in my room and they had this bottle and I said, *audible gasp,* hey I got an idea! And so I brought them down to tell you all what we came up with, go on, tell them! Teeell theeeemmm!” Lychee became very giddy as they then pushed you towards the three dragons sitting together. You became very flushed knowing that there was now three pairs of eyes on you, and another pair eying you excitedly with anticipation. The purple dragon took hold of your shoulders, clearly impatient. “Come on, tell ‘em!” They sounded like Lottie from Princess and the Frog, (a truly iconic figure in a Disney movie,) as you were like the Tiana, shy and quiet standing in front of them.

It was really a wonder how you got here. You’ve known the dragons for a year and a half and in that time you were accepted into their group. A friend of Lychee Dragon, you met them first. You smiled weakly with a small blush at your… unique friends, and you cleared your throat. “I had this water bottle when I came over here. I drank all the water in it and Lychee came up to me and suggested that we should play one of my “normie cookie games” together.” Lotus Dragon looked up at you from their mandolin with a calm expression, their teal serpentine eyes greeting yours. Their smooth lips curled into a smile as they tilted their head slightly and asked, eager to learn, “A game you say? With an empty bottle?” You nodded at the dragon to the left of you before the fiery red dragon to the right of them spoke, “Issss it a fighting game? Do we alsssso get bottles of our own? Oh! I know, issss it a chugging game to sssse who can drink the mosssst water?” “Grrh… don’t be foolish.” Ananas dragon interrupted, gesturing to you, “as you were saying? Do continue.”

“Well…” you started. You eyed Lychee in the back of your head as they nodded excitedly, mouthing out the words, “tell them” over and over again. You sighed, and turned back to the others. “It’s called Seven Minutes in Heaven.” Lotus’s eyes widened at your words. “What doessss it mean, blue?” Pitaya asked, seeing their realization. “I’ve heard of this game before. You either pick something from a hat or, you spin a bottle, and whomever the bottle lands on, or whomever the item in the hat belongs to, is the person you have to… spend an amount of time in a closed off space together with. Am I correct?” You nodded. Pitaya looked unamused. “That soundssss boring assss hell.” Lychee Dragon pouted, “don’t be such a buzzkill! It’ll be fun! Oh! Hold on!” They ran off somewhere, with you eyeing them once again. One thing you noticed was that they ran off into the kitchen where Longan was. You suddenly felt that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach. You heard some grumbling before a click of the stove and some doors opening, some dishes coming out and clanking against the counter, and some tupperware as well.

“Dinner.” Longan suddenly said from the kitchen calmly, before Lychee let out a disappointed groan. Pitaya got up to meet Longan in the kitchen, the others following suit. You eyed the dragons as they went towards the kitchen, Ananas staying behind. They looked at you as they finally got to stretch out on the sofa, letting out a relaxed growl, leaning more into low satisfied purrs. Pineapplelemur jumped into his owner’s lap before resting comfortably, swinging his little tail around his fluffy orange and brown body. “Ananas, are you coming?” You said as you turned to him after a second of walking. They smiled loosely at you before taking a gentle hand to their lemur’s ears, giving the little creature scritches, which it took kindly to. “Not hungry. Plus, I don’t really like Longan’s cooking anyway.” “It’s called being on a budget, Ananas-“ “It’s called use fresh ingredients instead of processed bullshit, grandpa.” Lotus peeked their head out of the kitchen with a smirk, “Ananas, they made kimchi!~” “Kimchi?” “Yeah, you like kimchi.”

…………….

“Okay I’ll be there in a sec but I’m n o t eating your fucking noodles.”

And then they ate it. And then after a quick dinner, the lot regrouped in the living room, Lychee still attempting to press Longan to join them. They were begging the ivory dragon go at least indulge in a little “family fun” as they put it. Suddenly, Ananas started to snicker to themselves after looking at Longan, appearing then to be deep in thought. “Longan.” They said after they stopped their laughter. The ivory dragon looked to the blonde haired dragon to their left. “What?” “Let me pull you to the side right quick.”

Ananas then guided Longan into their kitchen, turning their head to wink at you. Lychee huffed, and sat next to Lotus on the couch. “I wonder what they’re going on about now.” The blue dragon said smoothly, curled up next to Pineapplelemur, who started sniffing Lotus’s sleeve. After a few seconds of waiting, Longan walks out out of the kitchen, their eyes dead set on yours. It was almost paralyzing the way they looked at you, their cheeks slightly reddened, contrasting with their alabaster skin. “Longan?” You asked, putting a hand to your chest. Lychee got up with hope in their sherbet eyes. “What did you all talk about? Spill the tea!” “I’ll play.” Your eyes widened, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. “Nanas…?” You whispered. The golden dragon walked up to you with a certain twist in their hips, a certain smile… their tail grazed your calf , gently curing around it and sliding off before they put a hand to your shoulder. This caused you to blush and look up at the tall dragon with doe like eyes. They giggled, and took his hand and gently pet your cheek. “You’re welcome, cutie,” they bent down to meet the shell of your ear, knowing now that Longan’s golden eyes were now on them instead of you, “and quit looking at me that way before I start thinking about taking you from them.”

“ANANAS.”

“Hm…” they hummed before sitting next to Pitaya on the floor. The other dragons assembled in a circle, surrounding the bottle that you had put on the ground. Lychee was dancing to themselves as they reveled in their victory. “Love ya Longan!” “Shut up.”

After once again explaining how the game works, they all picked a number. They spun the bottle in chronological order. Having to spend seven minutes upstairs with the person that the bottle landed on. And all was good until it got to you. You swallowed, as you had already spent time with Pitaya and Lotus. You spun the bottle and it slowed like a trance as it pointed towards Longan, almost hastily wanting to pass by to hit Lychee. You looked at them, who was looking at the mouth of the empty bottle only to meet your eyes in an emotionless stupor. You got up, as did he, frozen in place as you saw them gracefully approach your place in the circle. They motioned for you to follow them, rather coldly, as you followed them up the stairs. Ananas broke their phone out to ask Siri to set another timer for seven minutes.

When you got to Longan’s room, you could feel a rush of cold air hit you like a tidal wave. Their room was a monochrome theme with hints of black and gold. It looked modern, but not too much, very neutral. They sat on their bed and, once again, very monotonously, asked you to sit with them. You did as you were told and sat next to the ivory dragon on their bed, feeling the lush duvet that was plush with crème down feathers greet your legs. You sat with each other in a moment of silence before you started to speak, ever so foolishly. As soon as you started to speak, your soft voice hitting the cold air of their room, you felt them suddenly kiss you, nearly toppling over you in a rough, yet passionate bout.

What was this about?

Longan then toppled you onto your back, nearly hovering over you like a dog, examining your doe like eyes plainly. They looked you up and down, and then sat on their knees, allowing you to process what just happened. Sitting up, you try your best to keep your calm and to not let them stir you, causing them to smile ever so slightly. "Was that the gold you were searching for?" Longan asked before creeping slightly towards your neck, their icy breath looming on your skin like a tidal wave. However cold, their breath made you feel all the more flustered. "Ananas had told me everything. They even know about your feelings. That's pathetic, and—" Your eyes squinted shut for a brief moment before you realized that they were starting to move on top of you again, but this time a lot slower. "I know, okay? You don't have to reiterate." You cried softly, trying to keep your composure as they brought the tip of their porcelain nose to the nape of your neck. "I'm sorry... for being such a fool."

You felt the ivory dragon snicker on your skin, before exclaiming, "You know... it has been a while since I've exposed myself to something like this..." This made you shiver, sending a cold chill down your spine to make you arch into them. Their forked tongue swept across the skin of your neck, leaving a hot trail of saliva in its wake. Going upward, they reached your lips, licking them almost impatiently. This made you squeel as they parted their lips to give you a rough kiss, pressing his tongue firmly against your teeth. You denied, resulting in them quickly taking their free hand to grip your jaw, forcing your mouth open, allowing their forked tongue to meet yours by force.

Expressing discomfort by the ivory dragon's sudden actions, you made sure to lead them on in the moment, feining welcome to the organ inside your mouth, before trying to position their tongue in the correct place, and as soon as you did that, you bit down on Longan's tongue. Hard. They groaned at the sudden feeling of pain, causing them to pull back in shock. A little dribble of cold blood left their mouth. You took this oppertunity to try and escape, since you heard the timer on Ananas's phone go off a second ago. However, the ivory dragon didn't take a very good liking to this, and quickly took your wrists and pinned them above your head with a fast, yet furious motion. Their golden eyes bore into yours, as if thry were about to reep your soul. They blinked, and smirked sadistically. "Bite me again, see what happens to you." Your eyes widened in fear as your tremble became almost blantantly visible to the naked eye, seeing the smile of their quickly fade off of their face. "You know, if I really wanted to, I could turn you to stone with but a glance. Is that what you want?" You violently shook your head no, your hair creating friction between the strands themselves and the dragon's clean creme colored sheets adorning their huge bed. "Then be good." You nooded in affirmation, making them smile knowing you were now being compliant, albiet out of your own fear. It was almost like an aphrodisiac for them to see, your red flushed face and bruised lips, red glossy eyes looking as though you were about to cry, they loved every bit of your expression, and after basking in it for a dew seconds, they swept back onto your body, wrists still in their hand with a groan as they took your mouth in another rough kiss, shoving their tongue into your mouth once more to claim new warm territory. After what seemed lik forever, they finally broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting the two of you together, like a land bridge. They took a free thumb to your bottom lip to trace it, taking your end of the slimy bridge to their own end and sucking off their thumb, lasciviously swallowing the combo of your saliva mixed in with their own.

"You look at me. Now." They ordered as they once again lowered down on you, implicitly impatient even in their wording. You obeyed as to not anger them again. They blinked slowly as they took time once again to revel in your submissive facial features. "Better." They whispered as you started to pant from the kiss, still recovering you bit your now bruised lower lip, wearing an incandescent shade of red that sparkled like diamonds. "Please..." you muttered, completely out of fear and panic, "please don't turn me into stone..." "And I will not, if you choose to cooperate and be good for me." They whispered, smirking a tad bit once more, "just be my good pet, weak one. And I will be sure to even move the stars for you." They stroked your head before resting their hand on the side of your head. "Like a stray puppy you are, weak one. Cute. So sweet as well, your flavor... is utterly exquisite to me."

They took a moment to analyze their threat from before. "As well as my previous statement, if the others had found out that I turned you to stone, they would not be very happy with me, so even that is out of the question." They took you with a slight grunt and licked up your throat to make you emit another squeak, before saying, "You will be mine, whether you like it or not." Without another word they took their free hand to grip at the collar of your shirt, before roughly tearing the fabric off of your body as though it was paper. Seeing the top half of your body now exposed to them, they licked their lips in a predatory manner, like a bear about to consume its prey. Noticing their sick pleasure you instinctively tried to hide yourself by whatever means you could, but the grip that Longan had on your wrists only grew tighter the more you decided to writhe. Seeing your body react naturally to the cold air in the room, Longan used this oppertunity to disrobe thermselves, releasing your wrists with their eyes glued on you, ensuring that you don't resist them. Taking off their golden chestpiece and shoulder plates, they almost haphazardly removed their silken robes, taking then and tossing them somewhere on the white tile floor. Their body was naturally toned, with small scars littering their body to repsresent the many battles that they have been in, and the amount of resistance that their body has built up over the many centuries that they have lived through.

"You're... so sexy..." You thought as you eyeballed him like a shocked high schooler eying their crush. They knew that you liked what you saw, and with this they chuckled and lowered back on you, with the primal instrinct of a wild animal, and immediately took your neck in their mouth, biting down and sucking on your skin, peppering rough wet kisses as they went up and down your tender flesh. You barely held back, losing yourself in the midst of your own sickly induced state of pleasure. They noticed that you moaned louder when they bit a particular spot on your neck, and this continued to assault that same spot with fervor, creating a decent dark hickey that would take refuge there as a symbol of the mighty Longan Dragon claiming you. With every whine and moan you released, they slowly started groaning lowly in pleasure, hearing your innocent voice become so erotic and dirty, tainted with the sin of lust was like music to their ears. You started to feel the huge bulge grow in between their legs, as it poked at your inner thigh. They felt on it, wanting to continue onward rather than end so abruptly. They knew that the time you shared together in this little game had to technically end, according to the game's rules, but where's the fun in that?

They mercilessly continued on with their teasing, tracing their tongue further down, following your abdominal line and playfully circling your belly button. After have practically tore your shoes and socks off from your feet, they unbuckled your jeans and eagerly pulled them down your legs, exposing your soaked undergarments. Grinning in victory at the delicious sight, they lowered their head a bit and gently clenched the thin fabric in their teeth, pulling it down with a teasing slowness that only made you even wetter. When he finally reached your feet, they slipped them off and tossed away with a single, careless movement of their arm.

You were now completely nude before them.

Longan pulled your legs apart before looking down at your heat voraciously, almost wanting to consume you whole like a snake. They then bent down keeping eye contact with you as they did so. You watched in bewilderment as they slowly moved, going down like a king cobra. Their nose ended at the heat of your sex, causing your face to flush like a ripe red berry. “What— what are you- ah!” They cut your sentence off abruptly as they moaned and slid their snake like tongue up your slit slowly, almost on a teasing way. Your entrance shivered and tightened, causing them to inhale your scent with a soft, huddled sigh. “Oh, you taste good…” They then started to devour you, wasting no time to eat you out rather sloppily. Emitting load moan after loud moan, you felt them torture your most sensitive areas with long intent, looking up at your ecstasy stricken face. It felt so god damn good..! SO. GOOD. Now, with them eating you out like candy, your body then started a war with itself. You wanted them badly, at least your body did. It was now in a state of vile lust that needed to be satiated, but your brain said no to this, leaving you conflicted with this opposing emotions ravaging you.

And as soon as you felt your orgasm peak, their touch was gone. You felt the absence of their touch disappoint you as the heat from your sex worsened with the now cold rush of air that distanced it from Longan. “I’m so disgusting…” you uttered. You missed their tongue inside you already. The way it moved against you put you in a mad trance, only to be sobered up faster than you could blink. They sat up and groaned at the now painful feeling coming from their bottom half, their bulge being hardly able to contain itself. They then tore off their bottoms after kicking off his shoes and socks, all of his clothes hitting the floor beside the bed with a rough thud. Your eyes widened and jaw dropped at their size. Or should we refer to this as… sizes. They were fucking huge. Not only that, but they have two instead of the normal one cock. You sighed audibly at their huge members, seeing as this was the first time seeing something like this for you, the last time you saw something like this was in playboy magazines, and it was clear as day that Longan, with their size and girth, made those playboy models look like mince meat. You slowly pulled your wrists down, covering yourself to warm up. Their hands however took yours and guided them away, softly tracing the curves of your body as they did so. They then backed away slightly so you could move around. They motioned you to move closer to them with their finger. You obeyed, trembling advancing on all fours. You felt terribly uncomfortable now that they were completely nude, and their hungry gaze surely didn't make you feel better.

They took the back of your head in their hand, lacing your hair in their fingers, locking you in place. “Pick one and suck.” Longan said almost emotionlessly, as though it was a command. You looked at them in bewilderment before they impatiently sighed. “E… excuse me?” You stammered, looking at their two cocks, wondering if they could even fit in your mouth anyway. They would probably make you choke on your own breath, or worse… unhinge your mouth. They took your hair and pulled firmly, making you look up at their fearsome eyes, eyes that took the breath out of your lungs in a mere instant. “Remember my statement from earlier?” You nodded quickly before apologizing with not a word not left stammered, “Nononono wait..! P.. Please don’t hur-hurt me.! I’ll… I’ll do it… I’ll do it!” They analyzing your words carefully before snidely smiling. “Wise decision.” They then repositioned your head. “Now choose one.”

“Jesus Christ…” you couldn’t believe that you were about to do something so disgusting. You felt the left tip touch your lips as you tried to open your mouth, but you found it hard to do so. Growing more impatient, Longan had tightened their grip on your hair, showing that off to you. “Suck.” They said once more, now sounding more aggressive. You hesitated before parting your trembling lips to give them a testing lick to their left tip, automatically making them emit a quiet groan. Ignoring the protests of your stomach, you licked it again more firmly. Your lips fit the tip of Longan’s cock in your mouth, gently sucking on the tip that you tried to keep in. Taking a bit of courage and motivation by the fact that this would have saved your life, you brought one of your hands to the other throbbing member in your face and began to massage it, rubbing and stroking the oversized piece of flesh that twitched happily in your grip. Pre cum started to invade your mouth, making you want to throw up all the more badly. Nevertheless, through their increasing volume of their grunts and moans, your kissed their tip while stroking off the other, giving him breath shuddering pleasure as they threw their head back. Longan’s hand on the back of your head started to push down on you, and the want in their eyes was now wanton, glowing with lust their golden eyes were. They wanted more than just a simple grooming from you. Letting out a desperate sigh and blushing heavily, you opened as wide you could and took the big member's shaft in your mouth. As your lips gently surrounded the sensitive flesh, a stifled disgusted whine formed in your throat, causing them to groan as small delicious vibrations were sent up to their already fully erected cock. Hoping to end it as soon as possible, you began to suck hard on it, bobbing your head up and down. "Fuck... haahhh...~" They sighed through their fangs as they started to thrust into your mouth, making you gag by surprise. Thay chortled at this, and smiled sadistically as you looked up at them with tears gathering from your tear ducts, and a full mouth with flushed cheeks, "Yes weak one, gag... I wanna see you choke like a good little one that you are..." With this, they started to forcefully start bobbing your head up and down the shaft of their cock, quickening your pace on them further to increase their own sense of bliss.

"W-Wai! Sto', Yo'r- yo'r oo i-ig..!"

"I said CHOKE! Fucking GAG you god damn whore!"

They laughed as they watched you forcefully take more of their cock in their mouth. You could feel the head poke at the back of your throat, tempting to slide down your tongue into that hole past your uvula. It made you gag, and it was hard to breathe. You tried to get away by pushing on the bedsheets, but they tightened their grip in your hair so that you couldn’t. Their breathing became more labored and heavy, a tell tale sign that their claims was soon to approach.

They didn’t even warn you a few minutes later when you felt a torrent of seed rush into your mouth and in the back of your throat, making it even harder for you to breathe. Hot cum blasted onto the left side of your face as well from their other member. You shut your eyes tight as to not let the salty viscous liquid touch your eyes in any way possible, but you swore you felt it hit your eyelashes. You pulled off, and your cheeks were full and swollen, your mouth feeling a sense of relief as it regained its structure. Before you could spit out the unpleasant contents in your mouth however Longan looked at you with sadistic lust filled eyes. “If you spit it out I swear… Swallow me.” Longan ordered, their thumb slightly quivering under your chin. Their breath still shook slightly from the high of their own orgasm, as you mindlessly obeyed, not wanting to turn into stone in a mere flash. You swallowed hard, trying to hold back from vomiting the liquid back up. Your stomach turned, and little drops of cum leaked from your lips. Longan guided the lost little pearls to your tongue, sticking their thumb in your mouth, and pulling it out once they had wipes their own cum on your taste buds, allowing your tongue to grossly take in their own salt filled metallic taste.“Good… good weak one…” they said almost tenderly before giving your lips a quick flick of their tongue before pushing you back down. You looked at them with a touch of worry as they vigorously started stroking themselves off, trying to get hard again. They looked at you with hunger in their eyes, staring down at your heat with near drool escaping their lips. They moaned pleasantly when they took your body and positioned you to be on top of them, positioning you in a way that one cock would be at the entrance of your sex, and the other would be at a different entrance close to it… one that was even tighter. You widened your eyes in sheer horror. They were planning on using both?! You could see both of their cocks twitch and pulsate when they touched you, how eager they were to be inside you. They licked their lips at the feeling and looked to you, your face expressing fear, which he growled lustfully at. “This will hurt.” Longan said plainly with a horny smile on their face.

“P… Please, Longan Dragon… please ha… have mercy on m.. me…”

“No.”

They proceeded to slam you down on their large cocks, entering you like a ram breaking down doors. The pain was incredibly strong, making you open your mouth grotesquely, as though you were stabbed open. Tears started to flow down your cheeks at the sensation, your back arching so that your bare body pressed against their own. You let out tiny whimpers of pain as they inhaled the scent of your chest, taking one of your nipples in their mouth in an attempt to comfort the pain. It was clearly obvious you were a bit too small for the ivory dragon, regardless, while having your breast in their mouth, suckling away, they moaned pleasantly from your insides violently squeezing at them. They started to bounce you, up and down, quite mercilessly if we may add, not caring about your pain filled cries. You felt your insides tear open, and a little river of blood escaped your abused sex and hit their now soiled bedsheets. It burned. It burned so fucking bad until the burning… started to fade. It started to fade away into some being else. As you were being bounced, you started to feel a gradual feeling of pleasure flow through your body, slowly growing more and more with each thrust. You found yourself to slowly succumb to some kind of erotic fever that took over your body. You moaned quietly at this, gradually getting louder the more they thrusted into you.

“I… It feels ssso gooo..ood..”

“Ah…!~ Lon… Longa-a-ah!~”

All the sudden, they stopped their movements, cocks fully sheathed inside you. They looked at you with what looked to be plain eyes. “Yes?” They answered. You looked at them with tear stained eyes as you panted and whined, disappointed that they just stopped. “Longan…” you whined in between breaths. They tilted their head as they smiled just the tiniest bit at you.

“Longan what?” They asked again, wanting you to fill in the blank for them. You were trying to speak, despite coherent words being nearly impossible for you. “P-P-P-Pl… Plea-“ “Spit it out.” They cut you off, getting impatient by the waiting that was taking place. They shimmied in their spot, causing you to moan and cry out pathetically. “I-I-I… AGH! LONGAN, FUCK ME ALREADY!” They bit their lip at your voice, sounding so desperate, so horny and needy for their dragon cocks. It was very evident to them from the start that you were shaken, in their eyes, and albeit uncomfortable, they knew in your eyes that you wanted this from them. You liked them, you wanted them, you needed them. They knew that, you’ve told them that even before this very moment. Did they choose to act on those feelings? No. Did they choose to have you act on those feelings? No, not in any way. Longan is not emotional. They are a brute— a psychopathic machiavellian who could even charm the birds from their nests if they wanted, but choose not to. You learned this when they took you in as their partner— to stand by them and to learn from them, as sort of like a mentor. The other dragons treated you as an equal because Longan expected them too, forced them to. In lamens terms, they also wanted you.

That’s when you were thrown onto your back on the bed with a soft thud and a gust of oxygen being torn from your lungs. Like a panther seizing its prey, Longan quickly crawled on top of you, in between your legs as they automatically hooked onto their sides. They looked straight into your eyes as they impaled your sex again, rapidly, making you scream, arching your back in blissful agony. They smiled at this and gripped your thigh in their hand, gently squeezing your tender flesh, letting their sharp nails settle on your skin, waiting for their call to imprint more marks onto you. “As you wish, darling one..~” they whispered before ramming into you, quite roughly. Their body moved to please, their hands making their way to both of your thighs, causing you to hook your ankles behind their back as they plowed you. You yelled out, tears ran down your face as your tongue started lulling out of your mouth. “When have you learned to scream like that, you harlot?” They said in between their own rugged panting. They spanked your flank when they didn’t get a response, causing you to jump. You felt so full, with them fucking your tight sex and your little ass, all at once.

“More, please more!” You yelled, holding them inside with your legs, not wanting them go let go. They scratched away at your thighs, their nails imprinting themselves into your soft flesh, biting down on your shoulder they moved your body with each rocking motion. You gripped their ivory hair, lacing it on your fingers, smelling like cashmere and musk. They emitted a low growl and let go of your shoulder, strings of saliva coming from your skin attaching to their fangs. They looked you in the eyes, seeing the hidden desire in them as they rocked your body. “Look at me,” they groaned, “you’re my baby. You’re my baby you’re mine you’re mine you’re mine forever… forever and always, do you understand me?” You nodded, unable to speak, causing them to smack your flank once more, bearing their fangs, you felt them spit out, “fucking answer me you bitch!” “Yes!”

“Again!”

“Yes!”

“Again!”

“YES!”

“YES WHO?”

“YES, LONGAN!”

“Oooohhhh FUCK.”

They felt something surge in their core, something that sent them into overdrive as they powerhoused your sex, no mercy attached. There was no doubt, your orgasms were closing in on each other during this sinful race. Your moans grew closer together as did their grunts and groans, squeezing you tighter. They took a hand and gripped your neck, restricting your breathing. “I’m going to take your fucking body I want it, I’m going to fuck you like a dog I will fucking dog fuck you you fucking slut, I will get you pregnant you fucking bitch, fucking take my cock, take it you fucking whore..!~”

“Long-g-gaaaan..!— Ah-hh Wa-a-aaait!” You felt your orgasm peak as your vision turned blank white, yelling out your orgasm like a poor sinner in church, resulting in a loud groan from the lust filled dragon. “FFFFFFFUCK.” They growled, chasing their orgasm, making you go silent. You were out of overstimulation— falling into a pleasure induced coma, not even able to let anything besides whimpers and soft cries out of your mouth as they wrecked your insides. “TIGHT.” They yelled, and after a few hard thrusts, they reached their orgasm, their first reaction was to impale your shoulder with their fangs, drawing blood. It hit them too fast, too fast for them to even react. They moaned and sighed in your shoulder through their mouth, filling your holes with cum, spurting out like leaky faucets. Even plugged in, some was leaking through and sliding down your sex like a cream filled doughnut. Your eyes slowly rolled back to focus, coming back from the back of your head. They kissed you passionately, once again, just like in the beginning. They panted and caught themselves, before you felt their tantalizing warmth leave your body. You sat up, bringing their soft yet warm covers to your chest, looking at them as they started putting their clothes back on, navigating around their bedroom floor for their silken robes and golden accessories. You looked at them with those same doe like eyes you have always had. After they clothed themselves, straightening up their hair and wiping their mouth, they looked to you, like a god standing in front of their bed, where you sit hopeless. “Tomorrow is a new day, I recommend you rest. They turned to the door, but before they could leave, they gave you a tiny smile, wishing you pleasant dreams before they left the room, the door nearly slamming behind them.

That very moment shattered your soul into a million pieces.

As the silence engulfed you, you curled up in the bed, huddling in the blankets still a bit impregnated of their heat. Huge drops of tears dripped down your face as you quietly began to cry, their warm liquids still inside of you... “Longan…” you whispered as you felt burning pain slip through your sex, rivulets of cum and blood staining their bedsheets. You cried into their pillows, defeated by them, as they had branded this night into your heart, like a permanent mark to be stored inside you forever. Yet you still chose to love them in dreams, making you swallow your pride, selling your dignity, your security, all away for what would have been only seven minutes.

In total, you had spent an agonizing hour and a half with the ivory dragon, alone. With not only physical branding adorning your body like tattoos, but a mental mark that will stay with you forever.

[lxvebun]

you + me =♡

ꨄrequest: I hope im doing this right can i ask for a short fic or hcs whatever you feel like about cute things the jujustu kaisen boys do or just yuji and gojo is fine thank you!

ꨄa/n you did it perfectly angel and its such a cute idea! Also I know its been a while..im just too tired to be very active. I hope all of you are doing great and im sending all of you lots of love. I will now crawl back into my cave

ꨄcontent warning: GN!reader.Fluff+slight comfort. Lots of kisses. Everyone is soft as fuck. With Yuuji, Gojo, Megumi, Toji, Sukuna. English is not my first language. Not proofread have mercy

dark blogs (and that includes if you reblog dark stuff obv pls stop interacting with me) and k!nk blogs do not interact ty

Yuuji

Yuuji can turn any inconvenient circumstances into happy memories. The rain ruined your plans for a date? No, it did not! Yuuji is already pulling you outside with him to share a romantic kiss in the rain. You got a cold? Yuuji will come to the rescue with movies, medicine, and his special homemade soup. Be prepared for lots of kisses and cuddles because he's not worried about getting sick. He tells you that Sukuna will keep him healthy, so there is nothing to worry about. (Sukuna claims it's because he's not going to put himself through the torture of seeing his vessel turn into a whiny, sick mess but in reality, he enjoys these cuddle moments as well.)

Gojo

Gojo keeps an entire box full of your favorite comfort items, snacks, movies, and games in his room for you. He just wants to make sure you are happy and comfortable all the time, so if there is ever a moment where you're not, he has everything he needs to make you happy again. He will burrito wrap you into a soft blanket, chuck a few snacks infront of you, and pick out your favorite movie before pulling you into his lap and leaving tons of kisses all over your face<3

Megumi

Megumi pours his heart out through his violin. Before you came along, his music was always a little somber and heavy but now that you're here, you and everyone around you can feel all the love and adoration he has for you through his music alone. Even when he's not trying to play for you, his mind still drifts of to you and your smile and it shows in his music. He does get a little blushy after playing so please give him some kisses.

Toji

Toji is so soft when it's just the two of you😭💞No one would have guessed that big, scary Toji gets grumpy if he doesn't get a little kiss in the morning, and no one would believe you if you told them that Toji likes to hold your fluffiest plushie when relaxing or cuddling with you.

Toji feels at home with you. He doesn't feel the need to pretend to be cold and heartless. With you, he turns into a very affectionate teddy bear<3

Sukuna

You cannot tell me Sukuna wouldn't be hopelessly in love with you. Everytime he sees you, his mind thats otherwise a very dark place, gets filled with stars and flowers and he just has to give you a little smooch<3

Sometimes you catch him staring at you with a soft smile on his face and hearts in his eyes. He can't help it! You're his angel, the only one he's ever loved and will ever love, of course, he's going to stare and take in all your divine beauty. He doesn't care if you catch him, he's not embarrassed about showing how much he loves you, you're more flustered than he is but don't worry he will make up for it with lots of kisses<3

Idk what im doing lol *screams*

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[monkiementor]

hiii hope ur doing okay also pls rest whenever you can!! btw def wanna request some jealous hcs for the ninja maybe one of the new ninja got a bit close to the ninjas gn!s/o if u wanna write this!

Would deff do this !! [I'm currently making a new ninja edit rn LMAO. Plus I didn't add Nya n Lloyd this time, I am sorry :( ]

Jealous Ninjas x gn reader [fluff]

Jealous....

JAY !

At first, he would be shocked, then annoyed at how one of the 'new' ninjas would flirt with you. He would always say it was stupid, that they didn't even know you personally, but Jay would roll his eyes and huff in annoyance. You were his partner and he knew you well enough to know he could be jealous. He just didn't like seeing you get flirted up by someone who barely knew you. "I don't want you talking to them [your nickname]!" Jay pouted as you turned down another person's advances for dinner that night. You looked at him and smirked, making him squirm under your gaze.

"What? Do you have a problem with me speaking to other people?" You teased, knowing full well he had a thing about strangers flirting with you. He was so protective, and you loved that about him. "No! It's not that." Jay shook his head, taking your hand in his own. "It's just...you're my partner and I don't want you being near them," he explained. His frown deepened when you laughed at his statement, squeezing his hands gently before pulling out of his grasp. "You worry too much about it. I don't like them anyway" you assured him, smiling softly when he still frowned. "Really?" He asked, watching your smile widen. You nodded as he smiled back. "Well okay then. Just let me know if they hurt you, or anything, ok? Promise?" He insisted and you laughed again, nodding quickly. "I promise."

COLE !

Now Cole would never let you go near the 'new' ninja. No matter how hard they tried to flirt with you. He would probably tell them to fuck off and to stop flirting with you. And he had done it before. He always told them this, but this time they weren't listening. It was pretty obvious to everyone else that they liked you and were being extra nice to you. You were the only one who noticed his reaction to the 'new' ninja. When you saw him glaring at them every now and then when they interfered in what you guys were doing. You knew something was up, so you decided to talk to Cole and see if he could help you figure out what was wrong. You sat downside him, while he plays his game. "Cole?" "What," He said bluntly. Not even glancing away from his game. "Is everything okay? You seem upset." You asked. He sighed, before putting his controller down on the table. "I'm fine." He said, turning to face you. You raised an eyebrow at him. "No, you're not." You said. He groaned. "Don't laugh at me, okay?" He muttered, looking anywhere but at you. You smiled reassuringly at him. "Never, Cole." You said. He looked back up at you. "The 'new' ninja is getting a little bit close and flirting with you, and...I don't like it."

He whispered. Your eyes widened as you stared at him. Then you smiled, reaching over and ruffling his hair. "Cole, you are such a sweetheart." You cooed. His cheeks turned red as he ducked his head to hide his embarrassed blush. When he finally looked up at you again, you were still smiling at him. "Thanks for telling me." You said. He nodded. "But," you continued, taking both of his hands in yours. "If you ever need to talk about this, I am here. Okay?" You said softly. Cole nodded. "Okay." You grinned at each other and leaned forward to peck his cheek.

ZANE !

Zane would be confused cuz' he's never felt this kind of feeling before. Seeing the new ninja flirt and talk to you way differently than they talked to them made him confused. He felt, mad for some reason, he didn't want you talking to them. So he asked PIXAL about his emotions. "It seems that you're jealous of the 'new' ninja flirting and interacting with [reader]" She told him. "I am?" He couldn't deny that he thought that you were very attractive, but not as much as you were with him. He wanted all your attention to be on him, he didn't like seeing you around the new ninja when he was around, he didn't know why he was so upset about it but he was. "Yes, I don't know what it means but it seems that you care about your feelings more than logic dictates." Zane sighed, "I suppose I do. Can I ask why? Why does my heart feel this way towards them?" "I've been trying to find an answer. There are some things in our coding that affect our emotions. I believe one is when we see others interacting romantically. It's like watching a movie that's playing in your head. We can watch someone else and watch from the outside without ever being able to experience it in person. It may explain why you're so angry at these new ninja, even though they're not dating [reader]"

Zane nodded, "I understand." The next day Zane noticed something different. Whenever you interacted with another ninja they'd always try to get closer to you or touch you. Zane knew this wasn't right because you weren't interested in them, but every time he looked at them he just got upset. You walked around the monastery trying to find Zane. Kai had told you he was outside, training but he wasn't there. So you decided to check his room. You found him sitting at his desk staring out the window. "Hey Zane" He turned to face you, a small smile on his face. You smiled back as he stood up, walking over to you. You were standing only a few inches apart. "Hello Y/N, how may I help you?" His voice was soft and smooth as he spoke to you. "I wanted to check up on you. You've kinda been ignoring me for a few days so" You mumbled, and the room fell silent. Zane looked away from you for a moment and then back at you. "Oh, I'm sorry, please forgive me if my behavior has been quite rude. It's just..." He trailed off as his hand moved to yours and he began to intertwine your fingers together. "I've seen how the 'new' ninjas would flirt and touch you and I've been...jealous? Since." You frowned, "Is that why you've been avoiding me?" You said softly. Zane squeezed your hand lightly as he nodded. You giggled at his cute little expression, you cupped his cheek in your free hand and leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the lips. When you pulled away you saw he was smiling happily. "I love you and you only, no one else can change that" You whispered. Zane blushed bright red at your words, "Y/N..you don't mean that..." You laughed and shook your head. "Oh, I do! Now let's go get something to eat!"

KAI !

Kai is such a hothead that he can’t help himself from jumping into conclusions like this. He doesn’t know where it came from. It just kinda happened. When he sees the new ninjaflirting with you, he feels something in his heart twist, like an elastic band stretching dangerously tight. It’s so obvious. And yet, no one has said anything about it. They haven’t done anything either, not that he knows of. Except for maybe Cole and Zane who have been giving him weird looks lately, but even they haven’t said anything. Maybe he was just overreacting but there are other people besides him that are flirting with you. Why not say something? That way it wouldn’t feel as awkward when he eventually gets jealous too, which could happen at any moment. “Hey, Cole! I need your opinion on something.” Kai says gaining Col's attention. His friend looks at him curiously, but nods.

“I think I should go talk to reader about something.” Cole blinks and cocks his head to the side slightly. “Is this about the new ninjas?" Cole asked. The red ninja nods vigorously. Cole rolls his eyes, "Tell them about it, tell them that the new ninjas make you jealous" he tells Kai. “But… I don’t want to make things weird” Kai says, cole frowns, clearly not buying that answer. "You're already making everything weird." Kai sighs defeated, "Yeah okay, fine. I'll tell them." When he told you that he got jealous of the new ninjas you were confused."What do you mean you're jealous of them? Are you jealous they might take me away from you~" You teased. Kai groans "You know what? Forget it, forget it, forget it. Just forget that I ever mentioned that. Forget I ever brought it up!" He says looking everywhere else but you. You chuckle before leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. Kai's cheeks turn bright red and his eyes widened in surprise. He turns his head towards you, looking straight into your eyes, and leans closer. He closes the distance between you two by placing his lips softly against yours. Your breath catches and you immediately kiss back. When you pull apart, you see Kai's face light up with a smirk. His cheeks are dusted pink and his eyes glisten with happiness and affection. You smile back at him, feeling butterflies swirl around inside your stomach. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head on his chest. Kai wraps his arms around you and smiles down at you. His expression softens and he gently kisses you on the forehead. "I'll never replace you" You mumbled. "Is it because I'm hot?" He asked smugly. You laughed "Well, yeah. But, more than that. I love you." You kissed his cheek again. "I love you too." He whispered.

[dunnswrld]

Johnny falling for bams sister ,keeping their relationship a secret and when it comes to the light bam is PISSED pls and thank youuu

Johnny Dating Bam's Little Sister Head Cannons!

a/n: I thought this idea would be cute as HCs so yeah!

prompt: Read request above :)

warnings: Fem!reader, nothing else I don't think?

You and Johnny had a secret relationship going on for a bit, ever since the last season of Jackass aired.

Johnny and you met during the tv show Jackass when they were shooting their famous slip and slide shoots

That was your first time meeting everyone and you had the most fun ever

When Johnny first saw you he swear he went weak in the knees, sure Bam had shown him probably hundreds of photos of you but nothing could compare to how breath taking you were in person

Lucky for Johnny you instantly clicked with him, the both of you going down the large slide together laughing each time you both went down

Johnny's hands tightly wrapped around your waist as your hands sat on top of his

When Bam finally saw this sight he was not happy

"Hey Knoxville not to be an ass or anything but watch where and how your touching my sister. Yeah?"

Which made you get mad at Bam for being a cock-block but instead of flat out saying that you of course just mad the argument that you were your own person

Ryan probably was the one that would calm things down and tell Bam he was getting worked up over a quote, "Dumbass fucking slip and slide."

But when Johnny asked for your number and a possible date after shooting you knew it wasn't a dumbass fucking slip and slide.

You two went out on your secret date and enjoyed it, like a lot

So much so you went on a second one the next day!

After another week or two you sadly had to return back home to West Chester with Bam and Ryan :(

But thankfully Johnny was the first to volunteer to be the one to drive you all to the airport

While hugging you goodbye outside of the airport Johnny whispered into your ear

"Gonna miss ya sweetheart, call me everyday alright?"

You looked behind you while pulling away from the hug and when you saw your brother and his friend were already in the airport you quickly smashed your lips into Johnny's

"I'll call you every time I can Knox. Don't go around kissing other girls while i'm not in LA."

It was unspoken that ever since that kiss you two were dating.

But the soul reason your relationship was a secret was because of your brother, Bam.

You knew very well that if your relationship with Johnny came into light Bam would be the first one to have something to say

It was hard to try and see each other frequently and keep things undercover still

"Hey Yn have you seen my sweatshirt that says- Knoxville? What the hell are you doing here? And why the hell are you in my sisters room?"

"Uh- I came to surprise you! MTV wanted me to- um- shoot some things with you for your show! Viva La Bam!"

"Why didn't they tell or ask me this? It's my show."

"Surprise?"

Johnny was 1000% there to see you and only you.

But thankfully your brother was too blind to see that

While Johnny visited you you got to see how he interacted with the people you loved the most back in West Chester

He was always such a sweetheart to your mom, April, and your mom loved Johnny. She thought he was the sweetest man on planet earth

"Johnny's a nice boy Yn."

Phil or your dad felt the same way about Johnny, he thought he was a great guy

While Johnny was in West Chester I feel like the two of you would sneak off and go on dates

You would take him to your favorite restaurant and show him around West Chester since no one really gave him a tour

Johnny would love seeing how happy you got when telling stories about memories of your childhood with Bam

"Oh and there Bam and I got kicked out cause we- are you even listening to me?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry sweetheart. Ya just look real pretty right now."

When you two would return home Ryan would see you two stepping out of your car together

You two didn't see him since he was smoking a cigarette behind a bush, thinking the coast was clear you two shared a kiss as Johnny leaned up against the door of your car

Ryan practically choked on the smoke of his cigarette as he saw your lips touch

Ryan would come out from behind the bush with a shell shocked expression

"No way. No fucking way."

"Ryan?!"

Johnny started laughing, not knowing how to take in the situation at hand while you began to beg you and your brothers best friend not to tell

"Yn, Knoxville, I love you guys but no way in hell I'm not telling Bam this right now!"

Ryan wouldn't tell Bam to be mean though, he thought it was funny

Ryan sprinted into the house as you and Johnny followed up closely running just as quickly

When Ryan bursted through the door he was met with everyone, for once, sitting in the living room peacefully watching some random show

"Yn and- *gasp* Knoxville were- *gasp* kissing!"

"He's lying! I did not!" - you very out of breath

Bam was the first one out of his seat, an expression you couldn't read on his face

When Ryan kept swearing on everything he owned that you two kissed you understood there was no chance your brother was going to believe you

Bam defiantly had a choice of words for you and Johnny (more so Johnny)

"Why are you kissing my sister you jackass?!"

"God the shit your going to deal with the rest of the time your here Knoxville!"

"I swear to god if you two are dating-"

When you told your brother that you two were in fact dating and had been since the Jackass tv show you swore you could see the steam from his ears

Bam most likely lashed out, saying how it wasn't ok he didn't know one of his best friends and sister were dating

But when you snapped back that this was exactly the reason you didn't tell him all the anger left his body

Bam wasn't mad anymore, he didn't know why he got so mad in the first place. He just really cares about you :(

He knew Johnny was a good guy, probably the best choice for you to date out of the rest of the guys

Bam would then apologize for lashing out like that, and you and Johnny would forgive him

April and Phil watched from the couch, a large smile on both their faces now

Ryan even apologized for snitching, and you and Johnny again forgave someone else

But just because Bam accepted it now doesn't mean he didn't have a few words for Johnny..

"But so god help you Knoxville if you even dare make her cry once I will make your life a living hell."

"Ok Bam that's enough." - You

[deartouya]

hi hi hello :3 deartouya turns a year old today and it is so !! to think about! running this blog has been so much fun and i'm grateful for everyone who's read what i write and interacted with me over the year !! so i'm hosting this drabble event!

you will not be able to reserve slots. any submissions after the event closes will be ignored, i'm sorry !

status: open! ( 7/18 slots available)

options:

the honeysuckle; admired for it's sweet smell and trailing vines, they represent devoted and everlasting love. or, self-ship drabbles. ( 5/9 slots open)

pick one of your self-ships (bnha, hq, jjk, obey me!) *note, i'm not the most practiced with my jjk + hq characterizations.

send me a detailed summary about your relationship. (love languages, hcs you have, petnames you and they use, the more the better!)

the names or pronouns you'd preferred to be used (name is optional!)

select one prompt from one of these lists: prompt one | prompt two | prompt three

lilacs; pale violet blooms which represent the first pangs of love, feelings budding under the surface. or, match-up drabbles. ( 2/9 slots open)

send me one fandom (bnha, hq, jjk, obey me!) + your gender preference

your main love language(s) and something about you! can be likes/dislikes, hobbies, turn on/offs, just a short summary on you as a person!

your ideal date, the more detail the better tailored to you it'll be!

any characters from your chosen fandom you don't want to be matched with.

rules:

you can only choose one flower! you have to be a follower! and not one who followed just for this event! also pls only send off anon so that i'll be able to tag you in the final post!

please make sure to tell me which option (self-ship or match-up) in your ask. also make sure to tell me both the prompt number and which list you got it off of!

please be patient! i will be making sure to get all of these done in a timely manner but i know life will get in the way! writing these will take a bit longer than my normal events so i apologize in advance ;-;

tags: @call-me-ko , @maplesuna , @autumnalsteahouse , @iitoshi , @kailali , (hope you're all ok with the tag! you're the moots who helped me pick which event to host >:3)

[chocoenvy]

i hope this isnt weird to say but... IM LITERALLY OBSESSED WITH YOUR BLOG SHDHFJGVF your writing is literally god tier i love reading every post you make <333

i read your ganyu hcs one and i was wondering, what would rosaria act like around god!darling? if there is already anything like what i said im sorry for bothering you hsfghhdd

;AKFJAS;LFKASJFA AAA PLS THANK YOU SM <333 it means a lot that you like it and it's not weird to me :)))) <3

Also, literally nobody has talked about Rosaria in the cult au (as far as I know) but she's such an intresting character??? especially for the cult au????

I don't know Rosaria that well but I tried my best, and don't worry, it's not a bother :)) thank you for sending this in

General SAGAU Headcannons for Rosaria

Warnings: cult behaviors

-Would probably be one of the first to hear about you but the most uncaring.

-Like "That's intresting, god but I've got shit to do."

-(the shit to do is probably prowling Mondstat and/or drinking)

-Would probably be surprised your name isn't something hard to say like Barsibatoes

-"Finally, a god with some sense."

-If you make fun of her by saying Bay blade's name wrong (or even better, saying HER name wrong; Rosalia, Rose = flower = your name is now Lily) she'll start saying YOUR name wrong

-Even if your name is like Bob she'll turn that shit into Barbed wire don't underestimate her

-would actually go balistic if anyone tried to hurt you

-her knives, sharp nails, spear, she'd destroy someone for hurting you

-wouldn't like you because you're a god, would like you because you're you

-like obviously you two met and got to know each other because you're a god and she's a sister at the church

-but you showed interest in her and was so happy to see and interact with her

- she grows addicted to your company and not because you're a god but because you're a person

-even through your godliness you're a still a human.

-and you care

- a god that acts like a human and that cares

-it's something Rosaria isn't used to and she loves you for it

-has perfected the glare

- if someone looks at you in a wrong way, says something weird, messes with you or Rosaria, she gives them the glare. They immediately back off, either intimidated or understanding that they shouldn't intrude

-but if they don't back off

-they're probably never seen again

-Y'know how god-hood can be lonely for the reader because everyone treats them like a god?

-I feel like if you talked about this to Rosaria and asked her to treat you like a person she'd be like "I've been doing that."

-Would be eager to call you by your actual name if you wanted her to.

-basically just treats you like a person because she just doesn't care for the gods

-she might even secretely think you're not really an almighty god

-not like she thinks you're an imposter

-she just might think that there is no almighty god

-to her it sounds kind of cruel

-you appeared in this world one day with no knowledge of what the hell was happening and immediately got shoved into the role of god

-It'd be tough wouldn't it?

-thoughts that would have the other cult members reeling has Rosaria calm

-you could probably talk to her about anything and she'd listen

-you don't think you're a god? well, you've been given this opportunity might as well use it as well as you can. Just make sure you're ready for anything.

-sick of cult members treating you like a god? "Well, Y/n, wanna help me on my nightly rounds? As long as you don't tell anyone, I could teach you how to use a weapon."

-wanna talk shit about a specific cult member without whoever you're talking to immediately taking your complaining as an order to kill them? Rosaria will listen to your petty shit talking as long as she can slip in some shit talking as well

-Overall I feel like she'd be such a great friend to god!reader. And if the both of you are up to it, late night "dates" would be super fun especially since Rosaria knows her way around Mondstat at night better than probably anyone.

[thebeautyoffanfics]

Idk if you already made this but Hanako, Kou and mitsuba jealous Hcs with their girlfriend that is quite popular among the students pls? thank u!!

hanako x f!reader, kou minamoto x f!reader, mitsuba sousuke x f!reader

a/n: sure thing!! No worries, I haven’t made it yet :D you’re so very welcome, and thank you so much for requesting!! I love jealousy headcanons tho I don’t think I’ve ever written them? I hope these turn out alright, and I’m so sorry for the time this took!

warnings: jealousy?

word count: 1,936

Hanako <3

Oh boy- can I do anything but wish you luck?

Hanako is already a fairly clingy and jealous guy, that’s practically canon. He’ll stand between you when you’re talking to anyone, and I mean aaaaanyone. He just can’t risk losing you!

(It’s got a whole lot to do with his insecurities, of course- while he wouldn’t admit it, not wanting to drop his “ah? I’m just an innocent little boy, free of issues and perverted thoughts <3” attitude, he does struggle a lot. He’s a ghost, a murderer, and imperfect in more ways than those. You’re popular for a reason. You’re so pretty, so kind, so lovable- you’re alive, and probably have morals. What are you doing with a dead murderer?)

Wow, ANYWAY- we’re here for jealousy, not Hanako’s issues, though they will probably resurface shortly.

Seeing everyone around you… always wanting your attention, always complimenting you…

You deserved it! He thought all of those positive things and more-! But… at this point, so many people admiring you, why were you still with him?

Even if you explain to him constantly that you love him dearly, and wouldn’t leave him for anyone else, he still gets somewhat possessive. Eventually putting the “but why does (Y/N) still love me,,” aside, he just wants others to keep their hands off you :((

It’s no fault of yours, and he acknowledges that! But it’s the fault of others getting so close to you >:((

Though they can’t see him, when people go up to you, talking joyfully- he’s standing there, arms wrapped around you, head on your shoulder as he glares daggers into their souls.

BRO IF SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH YOU OR TOUCHES YOU??

You’ve never seen him super angry, much less murderous. He doesn’t want you to see him that angry normally- but holy moley is he about ready to beat someone.

Yet, he’s still just a ghost- plus if he did something Teru would exorcise him, booooo. So, he settles for continuing to glare, standing between the two of you, hitting their arm if it’s resting on your shoulder. Once again, they’re completely unaware of it, but you aren’t!

“Hanako, you know I won’t leave you for them. They’re a classmate, I barely know them, really.”

“But they want to know you. And I don’t want them to know you… they’re gonna try and take you from me, (Y/N)!”

“I won’t let them take me, you big dummy. So, if you could please let go of me so I can get back to class?”

“No :((“

Not only does he cling to you, of course- though he hugs you bunches and squishes your face just because you’re cute- you can also expect a lot of kisses. Ranging from quick “hey, I’m here, and please don’t choose someone else over me”, “hey, my kisses are better than theirs!! Here’s proof!”, “you’re my girlfriend, not theirs, and if they keep treating you like you aren’t taking I’m going to stabby stabby (but I can’t stab cos Teru’s here, but I would if it wasn’t upsetting)”, etc, etc. It’s… almost strange how easy it is to understand what he means from the way he kisses you- but, I digress!

Overall, he gets jealous fairly easily, and gets very clingy when jealous. He’s not amazing with words, so he wants to show you that he loves you with actions!! However, those actions, more often than not, end up just being… clinging to you, and glaring at people who try to get too close to you.

(RIP Akane, Kou, and Nene for bearing witness to you walking around the school with a visibly angry Hanako. Though the worst the others get is the feeling that someone is staring at them, they get to witness his jealousy from off to the side.)

Kou Minamoto <3

He’s nearly completely opposite from Hanako, actually! He doesn’t get jealous very often, trusting you to actually tell him if something were wrong in the relationship. And, when he does get jealous, he does his best to not show it.

He’s not fond of being jealous. It makes him feel like he’s betraying you…? Like him being jealous is the same as him saying that he doesn’t trust you. But, similarly to Hanako, he trusts you. He just doesn’t trust others quite as much. Not with his very cute and very pretty and very sweet girlfriend :((

While it takes a lot to get him jealous, two things that really can make his temper cut short are (similarly to Hanako) when someone outright flirts or touches you. Especially if they touch you and the two of you aren’t at least friends-

If someone flirts, he’s going to casually slip into the conversation, if he wasn’t there already. A quick “hey, (Y/N)! Wait, sorry, I didn’t realize you were talking-“, then he’ll stand next to you, grabbing your hand lightly. One thing about Kou is, he does his best to be gentle all the time! Even when he’s jealous, he’d never ever hurt you intentionally-!!

If someone’s touching you, he’ll hop into the conversation as he does when someone flirts, adding a “I need your help with something, when you can.” This time, or any time really, if you’re uncomfortable you can use it as an excuse to get away!! Kou’s got your back!!!

If it’s been a day where people just constantly seem to be needing your attention, he’ll start to let his jealousy get to him a bit. It’s not even that some people like your attention- heck, he gets it! He likes having your attention as well. It’s more that… they constantly need your attention. Someone always needing something, even when he just wanted to have a conversation with you :((

In that case, he’ll be slightly clingy, and slightly pouty. Almost like a young child. His lips will be pouted slightly, eyes looking a bit lower to the ground than usual. His hand will be secured in yours, and your shoulder will be lightly pressed against his.

“Kouuu, tell me what’s wrong~,” You spoke, poking his cheek with your index finger. When he was like this, it was easy to tell he was embarrassed about whatever he was pouting over, and not upset over something too serious. It was the perfect time to mess with him.

His face would flush as it usually did- and he’d look away, pouting a bit harder as his eyebrows furrowed slightly. “It’s nothing, (Y/N), really.”

“You’re pouting. Come on, now, you really can tell me. I promise I won’t think of you any less!”

“…it’s just… well- well, seeing all those people around you all day, and I couldn’t really… even get to talk to you. You even had to leave early during lunch-! I’m not angry or anything- it’s dumb, it’s dumb, really-“

“Awwwwh, Kou! Don’t be jealous, sweetheart! It’s not dumb, I actually find it sweet. You know I’d choose you over any of those people. I’d much rather spend time with you than them, but it’s not exactly easy to say no… but, if it makes you feel bad, I’ll make sure they know that, at least, lunch is off-limits.”

“Y-you don’t have to, but… that’s up to you.” (AKA “I want you to, but I don’t want you to feel obligated to do something just for my sake.”)

Overall! Kou’s going to be a sweetheart, even when (not very often) jealous. He doesn’t want you to think he’s silly or not trusting of you when he does get jealous- so he does his best to hide it? Still, he fails, since he can’t help but want to be at least a little closer to you!! Plus the way he pouts- he’s easily read in most situations, and that type is no different.

Mitsuba Sousuke <3

Ahh, where to begin… I suppose the same way I’ve been beginning the other two-

Mitsuba is… a complicated jealous boy? He gets jealous rather easily- and… doesn’t admit it, but makes it painfully obvious. He thinks he isn’t being obvious, but it’s practically plain as daylight.

As he does all things, he masks his jealousy in insults at first! Making his way into whatever conversation or interaction your having, offering an ‘uninterested’ “what’re you doing?” After that, he criticizes every little thing the other person does- his levels of mercy depending on how much the person deserves it.

A quick question? Minimum amount of insults. Maybe one, two if they drag it out.

Just having a normal conversation? More than a short question, but not an excessive amount. If they drag it out too long, the insults go up.

Flirting? Lays the insults on THICK. Plus, after a moment, an annoyed and rather cocky sounding: “why haven’t you gotten lost already? Can’t you see I’m (Y/N)’s boyfriend? You idiot. Moron. Pervert. Who talks to a taken girl like that??”

Touches you? Doesn’t even happen. They reach for you, and he’s smacking their hand away. “Idiot. What right do you have to touch my girlfriend?? That’s invasive. Gross. You’re so weird, trying to put your sticky little hands on her.”

But! If it’s a situation he can’t interfere with, be it because he’s dead and the other person’s alive, or in which the people needing your attention goes on for too long- he enters Sulky Mitsuba Mode.

Don’t get me wrong, Sulky Mitsuba is still full of insults, just… sad. In those times, as a ghost, he can’t help but wonder if you’re content in the relationship. Look at you… popular with other students- other students who could leave the school, buy you things, and such. He was a cute ghost, but he was a ghost. He wasn’t even really Mitsuba- he wasn’t the classmate you once knew. How hard was it for you? Yet, you gave it your best to get to know him again-

Luckily, Mitsuba has the ability to tell himself “if (Y/N) did that much for me, she must at least care.” However, it won’t get rid of all his doubts- and he’ll still sulk once you finally catch up with him.

“Hey, Mitsuba! Sorry, I’ve been busy!”

“Mh? Have you? I’ve barely even noticed you were gone.”

Terrible acting skills, Mitsuba. He looks annoyed, his voice sounds uninterested, but… it’s still somehow easy to see through his little act. He’s jealous, and you’re bound to be aware of it.

Take a seat next to him, and he’ll scoot away. Be patient- when he’s jealous, it’s like approaching a stray cat. No sudden movements or you’ll scare him away!

“I’m sorry, Mitsuba. I know I’ve been caught up today, and I’m really sad that I haven’t seen you much until now. Did you have anything you wanted to do? I’m all yours now!”

“Tch, whatever. I don’t have anything I want to do, so just leave it be.”

Ah… do I even have to mention that he’s stubborn. Apologize a bit, he’ll dismissively forgive you, and go from there. Lighthearted conversation, asking him about his day, talking about yours- slowly move closer to him, and! Next thing you know, his heads on your shoulder as he rants about something that happened.

Overall, Mitsuba does get jealous rather easily! He’s stubborn as always, partnered with his insults constantly ready to be fired- it’s interesting when he gets jealous. He never outright admits that he trusts you, and doesn’t consider much more than “I’m feeling a bit jealous since this person keeps taking (Y/N)’s attention, but he’d never put the blame on you. Just… like I said, be patient, and don’t get too offended.