#i thought he would be so cute with a smiley piercing

[ophanimgold]

[blkchainsaws]

how did we meet? 💙🦋

how genos, garou and saitama met you + a lil drabble

pairings: genos, garou and saitama x fem!black!reader characters: genos, garou warnings: gets a bit steamy with garou (mentions of kissing and messing his back up) author's note: i love one punch man i need to do things to garou

genos

clearly, he is an air fryer

he was in the midst of a battle and had to save you from a monster

he usually never remembers the face of the civilians he saves but he remembers every feature of your face, and when he thinks about those features steam starts to escape his body

your full lips, your almond eyes with mascara and lash extensions, the way your brown skin was smooth and buttery.

your hair was laid, down to your back. a nice shade of blonde similar to his.

a medusa piercing, your ears pierced and a glamorous nose cuff to tie it all together.

"are you alright?" you were too much in shock and frozen in fear to reply, you could only nod before being taken away.

he realizes black girls are his type.

he's silent about his lil crush, but saitama knows

he doesn't go out of his way to look for you but if he's ever in the same area he last sees you he tends to stay around longer than he would

saitama is his wingman, he tagged along to help genos ask you out

he's an S class hero, so nobody gets suspicous of him scanning the area. they just assume he's looking for a monster

he practices his lines for what he would say if he ever came across you, it's kind of cute

he has an entry in his diary about you, it's pretty lengthy.

he soon walks into a local convenience store and finds you at the counter. you immediately recognize him and started thanking him for his service. "thank you so much for the help demon cyborg!" you look around before pulling out a pizza bun, "this is for you." you placed it in his hands with a nice big smile.

your appearance was different from the last time. your piercings were still there but your nose cuff was now replaced with a dangle cuff. a simple makeup look was now on your face, it highlighted your cheekbones and beautiful nose. your glossed lips, long lashes and soft features pulled him in. he was moving without a thought. a hiss of steam escapes his vents. he gives a stiff nod. "It was no trouble." a few more words were exchanged and genos left with your number and name.

"it's y/n. my number is (xxx) xxx-xxxx. call me anytime" you gave him a big smile, revealing your smiley piercing.

"Oy, Genos, how did it go?"

Genos showed his teacher the slip of paper. "I've gotten her contact information."

Saitama gave him a thumbs up. "Nice work."

saitama

the strongest man alive

is trying to help you get your cat back.

you usually gotten your cat yourself, but she was so high up it was impossible to get her

just your luck a bald man with a cape walked by, hands full with groceries. a sign you should let him on with his day but you were so desperate you called out to him

"please help! my cat is stuck"

he turned to you and froze in his tracks.

you weren't exactly dressed in your finest outfit, a simple hoodie with a picture of a cabbage with a pair sweats.

you havent been asleep either, so your eyes were a bit droopy and begging for rest.

your hair was slicked back into a puff ponytail. with a little hairclip in the front.

your face was completely bare, aside from some chapstick you slapped on to keep your lips from drying out.

saitama usually wasn't interested in women, but something about the simple woman standing in front of him begging for her cat back was drawing him in.

he retrieved your cat and gave her back in about 10 minutes or so.

you smiled, showing the gap in your teeth. "thanks"

saitama smiled back, giving you a thumbs up.

a few days pass and he's walking by the same area again. when he spots you. only this time you're wearing black leggings with a plain black hoodie. (and for some reason your socks were over the leggings) your hair was now in two afro puffs, and you were wearing many bracelets and jewelry.

you looked up at the same tree, same branch from last time, your cat was sitting on.

saitama wasted no time walking over and helping you once again.

"i'm in a bit of a rush sir" you clasped your hands together in a pleading motion. "please, please! if you could..."

"no worries." he placed his bag down, looked up at the cat and looked back at you. "could you stand back a bit?"

"oh-sorry!" you took a step back, before a force of wind almost knocked you off your feet. he soared into the air directly towards your cat, swiping the feline in one swoop and landing safely on his feet.

"there ya go", he stared with a simple look. you were in shock. never have you thought you would come across a man with such power. you took your kitty back into your arms a soft purr coming from her. "oh...wow...thanks er..?"

"saitama." he grabbed his bag, nodding towards you. "no problem"

you smiled, showing that cute gap off. "thank you so much saitama!"

you shook his hand. "i'm so sorry this is how we had to meet, i promise i'll make it up to you!" you pulled out your phone practically shoving it towards him. "i'm going to be busy this week, but please, call me if you ever need a favor" you gave him a warm, friendly smile.

saitama stared, was this happening? it's been so long. he entered his contact information and gave your phone back. "alright...uh..." he hadn't gotten your name. you were already halfway down the road before turning back to shout,

"it's y/n!" you waved goodbye and went on your way.

saitama went home, got settled in and almost forgot about the interaction, until...

ping! his phone rang out

"hey it's y/n! ; _ ; sorry i didnt txt earlier i was busy today! did you make it home safe?"

for the first time in a while, saitama smiled.

garou

the best for last

he was in the park with tareo and saw you cleaning up the trash.

your locs were tied back, showing off that beautiful face of yours. it felt like the sun was purposefully shining on you to enhance your beauty.

he caught himself staring before looking away and paying attention to tareo's hero book once again.

not only did he now have tareo as a reason to come to the park, he now had you.

he would get to the park purposefully early, in hopes to catch you there and it was a rare chance you were already there. you were either sitting and reading a book or cleaning trash.

soon enough he started approaching you. which was scary for you

a large, muscular, man dressed in all black was walking towards you with a devious smirk? maybe you should get your taser out

other than his appearance he was quite charming.

you both began sharing interests and soon found you both had VERY different views.

he had a cocky, mocking tone whenever you came up with a rebuttal for his claims.

but the way your full lips moved and glistened with every word made him really consider going to the other side.

your lashes fluttered, the jewelry in your nose shined, your angelic voice with your accent, and your face was breathtaking.

he knew you were worth the risk. he would fight a thousand bastards for a chance to see you smile. he would go back to the old man's dojo and clean that entire place with a toothbrush. his OWN toothbrush. just for a chance to smell your scent of coco butter and sunflowers forever.

your long locs passed your butt, but were in a ponytail, carefully wrapped and none slipping out of place.

"you talk alot." he smirked, looking at your lips and back to your eyes. you scrunched your nose. "not interested." he chuckles and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. his natural smell was strong. an expensive cologne laced your nostrils.

he leans in, "but i am." his smile widened. "keep talkin' with that voice of yours..."

you felt a warm feeling across your face. you suddenly felt small and shy, like a small kindergartener with stage fright during their class performance.

a deep breath, "...as...as i was saying..." now he's leaning in even more. "hm? I can't hear you?~" you had to turn this situation around. in no way was a man like him was going to make you feel so small and shy.

you looked up at him with half lidded eyes, your signature move. which caught him completely off guard. his cocky attitude was quickly shattered and replaced with the same small, shy feeling you had a while ago.

"ah-uh" he stuttered, backing up a bit. you kept your eyes on him, a small smirk coming across your face. "as I was saying. garou." you placed a manicured hand on his VERY muscular arm. "i think you should invest in therapy instead of fighting random heros." a cocky smirk on your face.

you both made eye contact. his eyes flickered between your lips and your eyes. you both leaned in...closer...closer..you felt his breath on your lips. you wanted to kiss him...you wanted to see him panting, covered in your lipgloss stains, your nails leaving marks in his back.

he suddenly grins and pulls back, holding up a middle finger. "as if!"

yall think i would have a chance with garou if he was real? if you said no you a hater

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Hey Sakura ❤️ For the tickletober prompts, could you please do day 12 with nagireo from bllk? They are cuddling and Reo is kind of upset, so Nagi takes it on himself to cheer him up. Hope you're doing well!

Tickletober day #12: Bites/nibbles

YOOO IVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THEM FOR SO LONG, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THEM

I AM A NAGIREO TRUTHER AND ILL CRUMBLE IF THEY DONT GET BACK TOGETHER LMAO

Special thanks to @kairoscler for gibing me this AMAZING idea uwu

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Reo x Nagi (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Reo

Ler: Nagi

Warnings: Tickles!

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Another day of harsh trainin had gone by, well, atleast for the other members of team V. Nagi being his usual self didn’t do much, and yet he always outshone everyone else. As much as Reo loved him, at times he couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous of this lazy cat he calls his friend. His thoughts got interrupted when he felt the white haired male flop down on his lap, those tired eyes piercing up at him.

“What’s up with you?”.

“What do you mean?” Reo looked down at his lap, tilting his head slightly.

“Your face” Nagi pointed up at him, earning a snort from the other.

“Pfft- What exactly about my face?”.

“It looks so gloomy. You’re usually so smiley, where is it?”.

“Where’s what- My smile? I guess I’m just tired tonight, haha…” the purple haired male tried brushing it off with a nervous laugh, thinking the other would just drop it there.

Nagi might appear like he doesn’t care half of the time, but he sure was attentinve enough to know when his friend was feeling down. Interrogating him on the matter would probably make it worse, so what could he do to get Reo out of his funk?

He let out a long sigh, taking Reo’s hand into his own and inspecting it as if it were an intricate work of art. This caused the purple boy to fluster up a bit. “Umm, Nagi…? What are you doing?”.

“Just trying something…” mumbled the other. His apathetic face neverchanging. Reo could never tell what he was thinking in these situations, but nothing could’ve prepared him for what came next.

“ehEEK?! NAGI WHAHHAHAT?!” a sharp squeal made it’s way out of his throat. When he looked down at his hand, Nagi had blown a raspberry right against his palm and proceeded to nibble along the slender wrist. Nagi’s cat side was really showing now. “GYAHAHA! N-NAGIHIHI QUIT IHIHIT!!” Reo guffawed, kicking his legs out playfully at Nagi’s persistent nibbling.

He couldn’t tell what was more flustering: the tickling, Nagi’s lack of reaction, or the embarrassing sounds that kept spilling out of Reo’s mouth. Surely he mustv’ve gotten a few glances at this point. At the thought, his cheeks turned bright red. A stark contrast with his purple color palette.

Nagi blew a raspberry right against his wrist, causing Reo to double over and wheeze in laughter. His eyes were squeezed shut, slight tears prickling the corners. And his smile was so bright it could blind anyone in sight.

“AHAHAHA! NAGI PLEHEHE—“.

Once he noticed Reo having a hard time controlling his breathing, Nagi stopped, letting go of his hand. He observed the flushed face for a moment, really absorbing in the sight. It was pretty cute, he had to admit to himself. “So, feeling better now?”.

Once Reo managed to calm down, he had a hard time wiping that silly grin off his face. He didn’t know whether to be upset or thankful at Nagi. “I hate to admit ir but… yeah” he spoke sheepishly, the pink blush returning to his cheeks. Which only darkened when Nagi shot him a small smile of his own.

“Now I know what to do when you’re all sad…~”.

Reo felt his whole body tense up at the thought. The thought of making more of those ungodly sounds was so embarrassing, but it also felt nice to let loose…  Oh well, maybe Nagi’s playful side wasn’t so bad to deal with after all.

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[belpiesblog]

Needle & Ink - Ashton Irwin - Fluff

“I’m home!” I called out as I walked through the door. My boyfriend Ashton peeked his head around the corner from the kitchen. “Hey babe.” He said walking over to me. He pecked my lips and took the bags that I was carrying and taking them to the kitchen. “How was your shopping?” He asked taking out the groceries from the bags and putting them away. “It was good.” I said trying not to laugh. “What’s so funny?” He asked. “I got a surprise for you.” I said. “Oh really.” He said with a smirk. “Not that type of surprise.” I said rolling my eyes at him. I took some things out of one of the bags and held them up. “Needles and ink?” He asked. “Yeah, I thought we could give each other stick and pokes.” I said. “Now where did this idea come from?” He asked with a smile. “You like tattoos and I like art so I thought that this could be something we both might like.” I said. I looked up at him with hopeful eyes hoping he would say yes. “How can I say no to that face.” He said cupping my cheeks. “Great now take off your shirt and lay on the couch.” I said. “Bossy much.” He joked. He took off his shirt and layed down on the couch. I took out the needle and opened the lid to the ink. “What do you want?” I asked. “Surprise me.” He said. I dipped the needle into the ink and straddled his lap for better access. His hands rested on my thighs as I leaned in close to his chest. I started to pierce his skin, drawing out a flower. “Have you done this before?” He asked. “Once.” I said. “Oh that’s comforting.” He giggled. “Stop laughing, your chest is moving.” I said laughing. He just smiled and tapped his fingers on my thighs forming a rhythm. I pulled back and looked at my work smiling to myself. “Done.” I said. He took his phone and looked at the tattoo on his camera. “Oh my god, it’s so cute.” He said laughing. “I did good didn’t I.” I said. “You did, very proud of you.” He said before he placed a kiss on my lips. “Your turn.” He said. I took my shirt off revealing my bra, we switched places so I was laying down and he was straddling my legs. “Are you putting it on my stomach?” I asked. “I sure am.” He said grabbing a different needle and dipping it in the ink. “Any requests?” He asked. “Surprise me.” I said with a smirk. He leaned in close to my stomach and pierced the skin above my belly button. All I could see was his hair and a little bit of his eyes from my angle, he’s so cute when he’s focused. “Are you peeking?” He said with a chuckle. “No.” I said with a small smile. “Liar.” He said. “It’s true, I was only thinking about how cute you look when your focused.” I said. He giggled at my comment then sat up. “And you look hot like this.” He said with a smirk. I started to blush at his comment, I grabbed my phone and looked at the tattoo on my camera. He drew a smiley face, two dots for eyes and a curved line for the smile. “I love it.” I said. “Good because I worked hard.” He said putting the needle on the coffee table. “Oh you poor thing.” I teased. We took pictures of each other’s work, he got off the couch and I sat up. “We should do that again.” He said. “Yeah and maybe your members will want ones too.” I said. “Calum and Michael for sure but Luke on the other hand I’m not so sure about.” He said laughing.

[xoteajays]

Exactly! That's how I am... Attractive men who are tall and muscular is definitely one thing, but them having tattoos and piercings is a bonus to me. They don't have to have modifications. But I would love just as much if they did have modifications. Because I love alternative styles.

And, if Orange doesn't end up romantically with Cobra, then I'm really stealing this man from her. Have you seen this man? He's attractive.

Naturally as an Asian man, his real hair color is black or brown - and I do think Takanori's attractive either way. But like in Japan, dying their hair blond is something delinquents do all the time (like in TR or H&L) which does seem fitting for Cobra. And even Rocky.. But that's just so different to me. I know Rocky's also considered a delinquent. Though, because WR's signature color being white, him having platinum blond (or silver) hair would make complete sense to me for that reason.

Anyway.

In some original concept pictures, Rocky was supposed to be having dark hair too. Not just Cobra. But I don't know how to feel about that.

I'm happy they decided to go with more biker aesthetics for Mugen in the end, instead of your typical hoodlum styles like Oya and Daruma.

Actually.. I almost didn't recognize Hirōmi. Probably because every of the pictures and videos I see of him, his long hair is usually on a more shorter side (like the undercut). So having him with longer hair would seem a bit surprising. But now I'm imaging Hiroto with longer hair.

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I'm just whacking you on the head with a wrapped up newspaper.

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That's how I was! Because it was obvious Gun never had any interests in drinking alcohol because of how abusive father treated him and his mother whenever he drank. So Gun technically swore off any alcohol.

He did seem fine. Him drinking was cute because of how smiley he is with everyone else, not that he isn't always like that with everyone he meets. He's always a sweetheart. But it was sweet that Jin was really willing to die for his friend so his friend wouldn't have to drink alcohol if he was too uncomfortable. And now drinking alcohol is Gun's whole decision now, only if he ever did want to continue drinking though.

I wish that I could bounce back from not having a headache the very next day. Well.. Sometimes. Only sometimes from dehydration.

Honestly... Even if Lee never mentioned where Choi, Yang, Ju, Gun or Jin where. Even if Lee never mentioned anything to the villains, then I still would have imagined them being killed regardless what was even said or done. Because that's the type of villains these characters are.

Part of me is curious about the hospital scene. Especially after Jin is out of surgery, he is healthy but healing by then. And... watching this scene (no matter how many times), I wasn't sure if Jin would survive.

And then I thought, if Jin died, how devastated Gun would be, every one he cares about - besides his mother - is either dead or missing in his life. He would probably blame himself over the events of everyone dying.. Because, if it wasn't for him starting a fight with the villains in the first place like this, then none of these people would have died.

He'd probably have survivors guilt too.

My poor baby!

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Have you watched the final episode yet?

I know Da-min is a replacement character, which is obviously not too surprising based on what happened. I blame the Ju's actress for this.

But I don't mind Da-min's character too much though. I'm just neutral about her. I don't hate her, but I don't love her. Though that's because she isn't in a lot of scenes to have that much of an opinion on the girl.

About characters with conditions, disabilities, disorders.. Like I would only ever give a character medical conditions, if I am really somewhat knowledgeable about the condition. But I don't always do this though so it's not like with every character I have, only just some characters.

And AleXa's conditions.. I knew about some of her conditions before I read the post (from a couple days ago) discussing her health, about a lot of her conditions being mainly disorders. She'd mentioned anxiety disorder, bipolar disorder, insomnia and lactose intolerance being her main conditions. And I did know about a few conditions before then.

Obviously AleXa does take medication for her health.

Oh! Before I forget. I might some more pictures of AleXa with bright blue hair, she's wearing feminine clothes. Since you said that you do want to use light and bright colors with a feminine style to her when it comes to his specific character anyway. I could send the pictures?

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Orange and Cobra would be the couple who do take turns bandaging up each other for the most part. Depends on who needs more care at first, depending on the situation, the injures, and everything else too.

Yeah! Now I remember. Don't know why I forgot that. Maybe because every time I remember Noboru's character, I am always remembering that he went to college to become a lawyer. Beat of the guys who just abused his girlfriend. And also got involved with Kuryu for a while.

I need more happier memories for the original Sannoh trio. And I was so happy to see those closeup pictures of them smiling together.

Honestly? Although I listen to a lot of Japanese bands, I've never had any interest in listening to Babymetal. I do know about them. And I've seen American, European and Australian bands support their career.

Nemophila has a similar sound to them.. At least I think they do.

If I did decide to have my W/G character for High&Low, I can imagine a lot of different scenarios for her. If I decided use her for High&Low.

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There's only one person I would accept with a mullet. But in general, I don't like mullets. Mullets are like some strong repellent for me not to be attracted to someone. But the actor is attractive with with colored hair, like blond and even purple too. The actor looks different than his characters. I know, I know.. Makeup and wigs would do that. But still.

No to every one of those shows. I hate American shows. I have always hated Seinfeld, Friends, Big Bang Theory, The Office, Modern Family, How I Met Your Mother and just about every one of those shows. Like I did see some episodes of How I Met Your Mother.. I couldn't get into the show. And I even don't care for most of the actors in these shows.

tattoos and piercings are so good! they’re fun lil visual interest. like yea you can be hot as is, but then a nice tattoo? or a piercing or two? total knockout. love it. i know it’s uncommon for japanese guys to have tattoos because of the whole yakuza sitch, but. tattoos are so good.

i’ve noticed a lot of the exile guys - if not all of them - have piercings. reo’s got like three ear piercings and it’s got me acting some kinda way. he’s so attractive To Me.

takanori looks great with whatever hair colour, but cobra specifically has to be blonde. i can’t imagine the character with darker hair. cobra and rocky make the most sense to have dyed hair whether they do it themselves or pay for it, it’s takeshi and pi that throw me tho. where are they getting their hair bleached and dyed in nameless? with what money??

omi does look like almost a completely different person when he has long hair. i can’t decide if i like him better with long hair or the undercut.

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gun’s such a sweetie when he’s not in a fight. he’s just a good dude and he just goes and makes friends with nearly everyone. hard to resist the sweet boy charm.

yea i don’t think lee was making it out alive no matter what he did. i think he knew that he was going to die but was trying to save his wife and probably expected that yang would’ve been able to protect himself, because they were choi’s best knifers - unfortunately they were all just hit when their guards were down.

i don’t know how gun would’ve managed if jin had died. he was already breaking down in the hospital while jin was still in surgery, i don’t know what he would’ve done if jin had died and ju was already gone.

he so needed a hug in the hospital, both before he knew jin was out of surgery and after when the doctor talked to him.

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watched the final episode! it ended very abruptly, i’m assuming that was because of the rewrite tho. it just felt like there should’ve been something … more? like it just. ends. so quickly.

the fight with gun and myeong gil was great. loved the little scene with gun and jin after the fight where jin’s comforting him. just, jin knowing how to cheer gun up, it’s so sweet, they’re besties 🥺 also gun’s mum worrying over jin’s injuries and bringing him into the hug, those are her sons!!

gun and jin looked So Good the entire episode. i think it was the gloves. also like, them hanging around da min’s place in those lil red shorts ……. i am just looking at thighs.

i thought da min was fine. i think she was sweet and i liked the scene of jin and gun covering her eyes and ears. also archery is cool so points to her for that. i do think she needed more time and development, but i didn’t hate her or anything. also im just. staring. at her hand when she fist-bumped the boys. her hand is so small. or their hands are so big. she’s like 5’6 so she’s not like. short. i’m just 👀👀👀

i’ll always take more pictures! i’m just gathering ones up on my pinterest that have the vibe i’m imagining for eun bi.

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something something ‘patching up your romantic interest as an act of love (even before you get together)’. it’s a good trope! it’s intimate!

i need to switch back on my h&l brain because i’ve been thinking a lot of bloodhounds lately. i did start planning a lil more visual stuff for ojou tho, because i’m making an edit.

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he looks so good with coloured hair, like the pink and the purple! he’s also so tall. i didn’t realise. he’s like 5’11/6’.

i only really watch those shows because they’re like. nostalgic. sometimes you just need a show to watch without needing to really use your brain and old nostalgic crap hits that spot. but then sometimes you watch it and go ‘oh. that joke is. not good’.

[thursdayisfriday]

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⤑ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Bakugou x Gn!reader, Todoroki x Gn! reader and Deku x Gn!reader

⤑ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: cursing, very fluffy , comedy :)

⤑ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Your a professional body piercer and you giving them a piercing

Izuku Midoriya

I feel like Izuku would get a standard lobe piercing

If he’s feeling bold he’d get a helix piercing

With Midoriya being himself I just know that he’s gonna be a little worried, but he’ll try not to show it i front of you and your cool self

He might even need something to squeeze since it’s his first time getting a piercing

I could see him occasionally rambling, forgetting about the fact that he was getting a piercing; and once he gets it he’s be so confused

“Can you tell me when you're going to do it?” Deku mumbles as you clean his ear. You let out a hum sound as you studied the green headed boy's face. He looked so cute! He was biting his lip a little as his heart raced, either because of how close you were near him or because he was going to be getting his first piercing. After you were done cleaning his ear you grabbed the piercing needle beside you. “Okay” you sigh as you look at him reassuring him everything is going to be alright. “Ready?”. Deku nodded a little, closing his eyes tight. You leaned down clipping his ears with the Forester Forceps, waiting a little until he stopped shaking. Just as you were about to clip his ears, he started rambling about how this was a bad idea and that he was only doing this because he thought he was going to look cool and how he just wanted to go outside and touch so gras-”panca-HOLY MOTHER TRUCKER!”

Katsuki Bakugo

He’d get a middle tongue piercing or a smiley piercing

Basically whatever piercing that would make him look badass

And this motherfucker would be so damn ready

Like he even tell you to hurry up and give him the piercing

Afterwards, will(And i mean will) go brag about it to his friend

You clipped bakugou´s tongue with the forester forcep getting ready to pierce him, when all of a sudden the boy starts to growl, like a damn dog. ¨What?¨ You said annoyed. This was the 2nd time he made that sound. ¨Con yow gus uurry up(Can you just hurry)!¨ You rolled your eyes as you just pulled his tongue making him wince. ¨just shut up and let me do my job¨ with a swift move, you pierced his tongue and slid on the piercing. While everything was going on you didn't even notice the fact that Bakugou had his hand on your waist squeezing it a little. ¨You okay?¨ You asked softly, resting your hands on his tense shoulders, massaging him. Bakugou hummed, rubbing your hips a little. ``Pass the mirror¨, Bakugou said signaling to the mini mirror behind you. After passing you to him you look a little at himself in the mirror. Sticking out his tongue admiring the piercing he had. ¨You like it?¨ ¨Hell yeah!¨ He shouted out boldly as he made goofy ass faces.

Shoto Todoroki

Would either get a standard ear piercing like Deku or a scaffold

Basically he´d probably get any ware on his ear, nose or mouth pierce

Says that he's doing it cause he just wants to try it out, but really he just wants to piss his father off.

Would take it better then deku and quieter that bakugou

Likes to distract himself when it's happening

¨What color do you want?¨ Shoto stared at you with a soft expression as he thought. Your hand was on his cheek massaging it softly waiting for an answer. ¨I don 't know, love. Which one do you think would look nice¨ You tilted your head slightly to the side, thinking of the best color that would suit him. Shoto loved seeing you in this state. Your face in a serious yet soft expression. ¨I mean silver is a common one , But i think i would look nice on you.¨ You got the tools ready. Cleaning his ear, Brushing his ears carefully and marking the places that you were going to pierce. ¨Ready?¨. Shoto hummed lightly. You clipped his ear making sure he was okay and ready. Then swiftly, you inserted the needle as well as the silver piercing. Then you looked at your work. Making sure you did it right. ¨What´s wrong? Shoto asked confusedly, looking at your concerned face. ¨Oh- nothing¨. You rubbed your neck as you backed up. A light tint of pink kissed your cheek as you looked at a Shoto with the piercing. ¨So how do i look?¨You took this opportunity to tease the boy.

¨Hot~¨

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[faulty-writes]

Hiii !! This is my first time on your blog and I wanted to say that I love your work !! Please forgive my English too, it’s not my first language ! I saw that your requests were open, so here I am but I hope my ask is not too specific :( Could I please request some headcanons for Mirio and Tenya (separate) with a fem reader who likes them and has a lot of piercings, some tattoos and who’s part of their class too ? Not just ear piercings but more « uncommon » ones like the bridge or nipples or smiley and such. And IF they get into a relationship with her, would they consider introducing her to their parents, things like that…? Thank you for your amazing work, and please take care of you !! Have a great day <3

[ Thank you for enjoying my work! It's fine if English isn't your first language, I think I understand what you want. Tattoos and piercings, yup...what's sexier than that? Haha. ]

Most of your fellow heroes looked at you similarly to the way one would look at an alien due to the various amount of facial piercings and tattoos you sported. "Hiya! Don't mind their stares. Not many heroes look like you, but I think that's pretty neat!" oh yeah, all except for one by the name of Mirio Togata.

You didn't want to admit just how many piercings you had, but Mirio found out one day when he hugged you a little too tightly and felt the metal studs that made up your nipple piercings. "Oh...heh, I sure hope they aren't uncomfortable. Hey, how do you think I'd look with those!?" he questioned with a smile, lifting his shirt up to expose his own nipples.

Most people had the misconception that tattoos held a special meaning, but you had gotten yours simply because you wanted to. Despite this, it didn't stop Mirio from asking, "Oh, what's this one? It's kind of cute, I bet you got it because you like animals right?! What about this one?!" in short, he exhausted you.

You initially didn't have feelings for Mirio until the day he insisted that he tag along when you got a piercing. At first, you thought he was kidding, but then he gave a smile you were all too familiar with. "Of course, I'm being serious! You're my friend, I wanna experience what you like!" he ended up getting an ear piercing.

"Come on! I know you've been treated differently but my Dad will love you, heck he'd love anyone I brought home!" Mirio continued to insist you meet his family despite the many times you declined. Eventually, you gave in and decided to get it over with.

While his father was nice enough, you were still haunted by his corny jokes and the fact that he continuously teased you and Mirio about your romantic status. "I'm sure Y/n would make a wonderful wife and I mean I wouldn't mind asking them one day, hah. Just might wanna finish school first!" well at least there was hope for the future.

The day you shared your first kiss Mirio discovered yet another piercing when his tongue brushed against yours and he tasted metal. "Heh...I guess our kisses will have to take some getting used to! I'm all for it sunshine!" maybe you should consider getting snakebites too.

"I insist you remove your piercings as a safety precaution before proceeding with the training exercise!" Tenya announced, chopping his hand through the air as per usual. He was always worried about your safety and the off-chance that your piercings would be ripped out.

"I'm afraid that tattoos and piercings are a violation of the traditional appearance a hero should have," you always rolled your eyes when Tenya voiced his opinion on your appearance, frankly you were proud to be one of the few heroes who weren't afraid to truly be themselves.

Eventually, you got tired of Tenya's lack of understanding and challenged him to go to the tattoo parlor with you in hopes he'd change his opinion about them. It took some convincing but by the end, he seemed fairly fascinated with ink.

"Forgive my inquiry, but why do you favor such enhancements that change your appearance?" the easiest answer you could give him was that you liked being different. "I see, so you embrace such an appearance due to your desire to stand out! I applaud you!" he announced proudly.

"Do you not find it uncomfortable to eat with your current tongue piercing?" he asked one day during lunch, you only shrugged in response before Ashido interrupted. "I bet Iida is wondering what it's like to kiss you with that piercing!" you instantly flushed while Tenya nearly choked on his food.

You knew you had feelings for Tenya and thanks to Ashido's comment you couldn't help but think about what it would be like to kiss him. You tried fighting this feeling for as long as you could but ended up kissing him out of the blue one day after training before running away. Of course, Tenya confronted you about this later.

Tenya's idea of romance was somewhat traditional and before any relationship could take place, he insisted you meet his family. You knew that he was going to seek their approval and couldn't help but feel anxious thinking about how he'd react if his family disapproved of you for being yourself.

You had almost forgotten what the look of true hatred was, Tenya's father's stare was forever embedded in your mind, and while his mother seemed nice enough you couldn't help but feel that your days with Tenya were numbered and that hurt especially given your deep feelings for him.

"Forgive me, I have acted unjustly toward you. I am well aware that my parents may disapprove of our courtship but I do not intend to promote a world where different appearance heroes are not loved," he stated, before taking your hands and giving you reassurance he wanted to continue your relationship.

[owlswritingcafe]

Blue Ramune Kakigori (Summertime Saddness Collab)

Warnings: MINORS AND AGELESS DNI. TIMESKIP SOUYA IS USED.

Reader: Gender Neutral + AFAB Sub/Brat Reader

Word count: 3k

Genre: Smut, Oneshot

Content Warning + Trigger Warnings: implied poly Smiley+Angry x Reader, Full nelson, public sex, theft (just one thing), oral (male receiving) after vaginal penetration, pussy slapping, recording, vaginal penetration, Reader is called baby (not in a kink way), implied tits on reader sorta

Summary: You two finally arrived at the little beach shop. You really wished the shop was air conditioned while you browsed the inventory. As you browsed, Souya was looking away, too embarrassed to even look your way, practically acting as if you were changing in front of him.

Well… That did give you an idea.

“Do I really need to be in here with you while you change?”

This is my Souya contribution to the “Summertime Saddness” Collab hosted by @mitsuyaa​ ! I am honored to be a part of this collab!

It was damn hot out and you and Souya were melting in this heat. It got to the point the three of you had to close the shop for the day, and it wasn’t even a Tuesday. 

God knows what kind of mix a summer heated kitchen with Smiley would be for the annoying customers… 

You and Souya were laying on the living room floor, fanning each other and suffering in the summer heat as the television played in the background, acting as white noise while you two tried to help the other in this melting heat. You even helped Souya tie his hair back. 

It didn’t really do much for him.

For you though, it only made you hotter.

The two of you really should have gone with Nahoya when he said he was going to visit Mikey and Emma’s little bakery to help the two out with customers. That cute little shop at least had some air conditioning there… 

Sitting back up, you face the tv that’s been occupying the silence. On screen you are met with a beach scene. You dunno if it was an ad or a movie, either way you were convinced. You scooched yourself over to where Souya laid, shaking him and pointing at the beach scene on tv. With a pained groan he agreed to go to the beach with you. 

Unfortunately, you didn’t have a swimsuit on hand so you and Souya decided to buy the swimsuit once you two were at the beach. 

God, you could go for something cold right now…

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You two finally arrived at the little beach shop. You really wished the shop was air conditioned while you browsed the inventory. As you browsed, Souya was looking away, too embarrassed to even look your way, practically acting as if you were changing in front of him.

Well… That did give you an idea.

Folding your chosen swimsuits over one arm, you hook your free arm with Souya’s and drag him to the changing room with you. All the while, the blue haired man starts sputtering in confusion as you bring him to the changing room near the end of the hall. You gently pushed him down on the chair, urging him to sit down.

“Do I really need to be in here with you while you change?” Souya was already hiding his face with his hands, peeking at you through the gaps of his fingers

“Well, I do need a second opinion on these outfits.” You dangle the swimsuits in his face only for him to close the gaps between his fingers once more, as if he was hiding from the swimsuits.

“Couldn’t you have sent me pictures?” 

“Oh~? Souya, I didn’t know you were into that kinda stuff, you should’ve told me earlier~!” You giggled as the man started stumbling over his words again, looking at you with taken aback eyes.

“No! That’s n-not what I meant and you know it!” You giggled, starting to strip your clothes to change, causing Souya to let out a squeak and hide behind his hands once more.

“Souya… My little cotton candy babe… It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve seen me naked you know.”

“I know! But still-” You gently place your hand on his, slowly pushing them down to his lap. The sight of you only in your undergarments made the man’s face flush a dark red, you could practically see the steam come out his ears. 

“I need you to look at all of me… How’re you gunna judge properly if you’re not looking?” You smooched his hot cheek before stripping the last of the clothes that separated his eyes from your naked body. This time, Souya’s eyes never left once from your body as you stripped. 

Taking off the last of your clothing, you were finally bare as the day you were born in front of your boyfriend. He looked at your body with such intensity, as if any moment could be his last day before he could fully memorize your body. You chuckled, giving him a 360 spin of your bare body.

“It would be interesting if it was a nudist beach, but unfortunately it’s not that kinda beach. Maybe next time?” He perked at up at the thought of a nudist beach but started vehemently shaking his head at the suggestion. 

“I… I don’t want anyone else staring at your naked body like that!” He looked away, embarrassed about his slightly possessive thought. You only chuckled as you held him by the chin and turned his head to face you once more.

“I’m just teasing, sweetie. Now then, remember to keep your eyes on me.” You grabbed the first swimsuit from the pile and put it on. The intense stare Souya had on previously returned once more. Once you got the swimsuit on, you did your 360 spin like before. You catch him doing a quick glance to the mirror behind you so he could try to get a longer view of your ass.

“So… What do you think of this one so far?” 

“U-Uhm, I… Uh, can… Can you turn around again?” You smiled and happily showed off the other side of the swimsuit, watching Souya’s intense stare through the mirror. 

A little plan to rile up your boyfriend popped into your head, a mischievous little smirk twisted its way onto your face.

You start to move backwards, surprising the man and only making him flush an even deeper red once you sat on his lap. You could already feel his hard-on through his shorts, he must have been like this for a while.

“Just looking wouldn’t do. We need to test all parts of this swimsuit.” You licked your lips as you grind yourself on his lap, you could feel your boyfriend get even harder as you kept moving. “How’s that feel? You think it’s good?” You teased him with questions when he’s currently way too focused on trying to not break you in this tiny changing room. A public area for goodness sake!

But to be quite honest, that’s what you’re praying for. 

You just want him to let loose and push you against the mirror, move the swimsuit bottoms to the side and punish your pussy right there. You want him to pound your pussy so hard that you can’t sit down for days. 

His hands were gripping on the bench so hard that it was starting to crack. You placed a hand over his, bringing his hand to your chest, waiting a bit for him to realize what you’ve done. You turned your head to face him properly, at this point, there was steam coming out of his whole head.

“How’s the material? Isn’t it soft?” Souya couldn’t even process what you said and just stared at your lips, nodding his head like he was paying attention. His dick on the other hand was paying attention to every word, twitching at your sultry tone. You guided his hand downwards to your thighs, urging him to give them a little squeeze by squeezing his hand. It was like you were controlling every little move he made.

God…

He can’t take it anymore!

Souya called out your name as he suddenly wrapped his arms around you, his head resting in the crook of your neck, soft and bouncy curls tickled your face. The feeling of his lips on your neck sent shivers up your spine. His hand you had guided started to travel downwards, finding its way in your underwear. Souya’s fingers slowly started rubbing circles on your little clit, he moved his legs so that you could spread your legs for him while his other hand released your chest from its prison and started to grope and grab at your chest, firm but gentle. You were fully spread out for him in the mirror, you were already looking fucked out of your mind, sweat glistened and clung to your body as an occasional shiver rocked through your body from your boyfriend’s touches. 

You bit your lip, trying to not let any moans escape your throat. The tears already started to form in your eyes as you felt two fingers enter your cunt and reach all the places you could never reach with your own fingers. You felt sharp teeth graze the side of your neck, not enough to make a scratch, but the feeling alone made your little cunt throb. The feeling was so good yet agonizing, you just wanted him inside you already. Looking back in the mirror, you saw Souya’s piercing gaze. Even now, he was trying to memorize every little twitch your body made from his touch.

You brought a shaky hand to his hair, gently playing and twirling a lone curl with your pointer finger. You were mesmerized with the way it wrapped itself around your finger like a predator trapping its prey. As you continued to play with his light blue hair, his fingers only started to move faster and deeper inside you as his pad of his thumb played with your sensitive clit. Releasing the single curl from your finger, you comb your hand through his bangs, revealing his mostly hidden face and making his already striking eyes pop out even more. A moan finally escaped your lips when he hit the sensitive bundle of nerves inside you. The moan only encouraged him further to rub the nerves inside you.

“Right there baby? There? God, you’re so wet for me right now…” You can already feel yourself close to cumming on his fingers, you place your free hand over his hand that was practically drenched in your pussy juices. His movements halted immediately when he felt your hand over his, making you whine a bit.

“Souya please… I wanna cum on your big cock…” Souya gulped at the sound of your voice, fuck, that voice alone could make him cum in his shorts. 

“Alright… I’ll give it to you babe.” Souya pushed down his shorts and briefs, hissing as the air reached his throbbing cock, he moved the hand drenched in your pussy juices all over his cock. Afterwards, he took out his phone and handed it to you.

See, there was a rule you and the twins had set up before you had officially gotten in a relationship with those two. If either twin is alone with you then they need to record the sessions they had with you so the other isn’t left out. The other twin makes it up with you after.

With a shaky hand, you unlock Souya’s phone and start recording the mirror where the two of you were fully visible. Your blue haired boyfriend lifts you up a bit and hooks his arms around your legs, putting you in a full nelson position. With one hand holding the phone, your free hand traveled downwards to his weeping cock. With how much his dick was throbbing, even his cock lived up to his old little nickname. You gave his cock a few more pumps before pushing him inside your tight cunt.

The feeling of being filled to the brim made you so full, you almost came on the spot. Souya shifted to spread his legs out more, starting at a slow pace. You gripped the phone tightly, with two shaky fingers, you zoomed in where you and Souya were connected. The closer view of the disgustingly lewd sight of your dripping wet pussy and his cock inside you only burned you up inside even more. Your free hand snaked down your body and your fingers found its way to your sensitive clit, rubbing little circles that matched the pace your boyfriend fucked you with. The sight of you playing with yourself as he fucked you gave Souya a little idea, he bit his lip at the image of what he wanted you to do.

“Babe, babe… Could you… Spank your pussy for me?” The question caught you off guard a bit. Souya usually wasn’t for spanking in fear of accidentally hurting you, unlike his brother who was all for manhandling you anyway he saw fit, with your consent of course.

 “You need- ah, a punishment f-for teasing me this whole trip.” And with that you spanked yourself, landing right on your clit. It’s not as good as how ‘Hoya spanks you, but it being a command from Souya is what made it feel so good.

“Harder. It’s supposed t-to be a punishment.” You spanked yourself harder, biting your lip this time to keep yourself from screaming. Souya started to pound your tight little cunt even faster, the tip of his cock repeatedly hit your cervix. The harsh thrusting from your boyfriend mixed with his balls slapping your ass and the spanks you were giving yourself was sending you over the edge. 

You threw your head back onto Souya as you creamed on his big cock. Even as you came, he only continued to thrust. You were trying to catch your breath until he suddenly released your legs and pushed you up against the mirror. You still (somehow) had the phone in your grip, you flip the camera to selfie mode before pointing it downwards to give it a better view of your pussy.

Your poor little cunt was getting abused by your boyfriend’s harsh thrusting. The hard grip on your ass only added to the overstimulating pleasure you felt in this moment, the shame you felt as your breath fogged up the mirror looking at yourself didn’t help either. You had just came but you could feel a second one coming already.

Before Souya could cum, he pulled out, leaving your poor pussy empty and desperate to grip on something. He moved back a bit, the loss of stability made you fall onto your knees. You turned back, only to be face to face with your boyfriend’s dripping wet cock. 

“Give me the phone.” Souya was flushed and out of breath, you handed him the phone and he turned the camera towards you.

“Suck.” Like a dog with a bone, you happily pounced on his cock. You could taste yourself on his wet cock and that only made you even more wet. Your hands gripped his legs as you bobbed your head up and down his dick, then you moved your mouth off his cock with a small ‘pop!’ You started to suck his shaft while one of your free hands played with the tip, all the while you looked up at Souya and the camera with the biggest pleading eyes you can muster.

“God, you really gotta make yourself so cute even while sucking my dick?” The blue haired man used a free hand to gently move you off his cock then moved his hand to the back of your head. He did a quick pause so you could mentally prepare yourself for what happened next.

The hand firmly gripped you and thrusted his dick inside your mouth. Souya moved your head up and down his thick cock. The filling of it going down your throat made you feel like a personalized fleshlight whenever your boys did this to you and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

With one final thrust, Souya was balls deep down your throat. The hot feeling of his cum sent shivers up your spine. Truthfully, sucking his dick made you cum too, all while not being touched. Souya pulled his softening member from your throat, with some left over cum lingering on your tongue.

You looked at the camera with your open mouth and closed your mouth to swallow the last bit of cum then reopened your mouth revealing you did, indeed, swallow the cum. The sight of you so lewd and thoroughly fucked makes him almost makes him wanna go again.

… Almost.

After stopping the recording and sending it to his brother, Souya started to stagger a bit from everything.

“Oh god, are you okay baby?” You quickly stood up, reaching out in case he faints, ignoring the dull pain from all the fucking he did your your pussy.

“Y-yeah, it’s just really hot right now.” Souya properly put his shorts back on and sat back down. He doesn’t remember when his hair got untied but he re-tied his hair back to cool down a bit more.

You on the other hand found out you and Souya just ruined the swim suit you had just tried on. Shamefully, you put your previous clothes back on.

… Well, it looks like you’re going to have to put the swimsuit in your bag.

“Babe. Babe, what are you doing? Are you stealing it?”

“Look, if you wanna be the one to slap this wet thing on the counter and explain why it's wet without any water in this damn place then be my guest.” That quickly shut your boyfriend up and made him blush a deep red. Well, since that swimsuit is out of the question, it looks like you’re gunna have to buy one of the other swimsuits you chose.

After the slightly awkward, but quick exchange at the register, you two decided to buy some shaved ice and water so Souya doesn’t faint in this heat. You could feel the dull pain as you sat down in front of Souya with the blue shaved ice.

As you fed Souya some sweet shaved ice, you were greeted with a text from Nahoya.

‘If you needed someone to spank you like that, you should have invited me. Next time, I’ll make sure the hits aren’t some pussy weak slaps like that.’

Fuck.

Looks like today is going to be a long day for your poor pussy.

[eldritch-spouse]

Gallon scores so many points on my favorite traits list- tentacles, one eye, smiley AND yandere? Dude, that's some GOOD SHIT you have there 😳 Can I please request some more info on him,, like What does he find attractive? What's his general vibe with humans? How far does his yandere side go? Any kinks?

[Of course!]

(Minors dni)

What does he find attractive?

Put simply, Gallon likes mysterious people. Someone who look composed and proper but have an air of mischief to them, almost like himself. He wants to meet someone who can keep up with him, who has stories under their belt, a touch of humor. People who dress extravagantly are also much more likely to catch his attention.

You may think this is superficial of the slime, and it is, but he's also a bit of a gold-digging manwhore. Point being, if Gallon notices you seem to be a very wealthy client, he might twirl his head tendrils at you, bat his eye, offer more drinks, the works. Catch his attention fast enough and the slime may just wrangle Santi away before the incubus can get a word in with the rich client.

General thoughts on humans

The best way to put it is he's curious.

The slime is one of the least aggressive monsters around The Clergy. Or rather, small correction here, least physically aggressive monsters. He won't go out of his way to chase a human around the establishment like Morell or Vinnel. And he won't cling to one like honey such as Santi- But he definitely makes an effort to catch their attention, have a chat with them. Quite like Nebul, Gallon is even capable of lulling others into a false sense of safety. All in an effort to learn more about said human, amuse himself. At the same time that he's not very likely to want to hurt you, he also probably won't intervene when another staff member gets their claws on you. A job is a job, after all. The only exception to this is if he enjoys your company enough to want you alive, in which case you'll probably be hidden behind his bar counter.

How far does his yandere side go?

Gallon is a perfectionist, neat-freak of a monster. He hates having to get messy and he would rather never have to break bones to ensure compliance- Even if the concept of skeletal structures fascinates the slime. As such, he's not likely to hurt you much, if at all.

But he will heavily intoxicate you. Who cares if you get a little ditzy, babbling nonsensically? It makes you look so cute! He knows how to dose things just well enough that your tiny human body won't perish from monster drinks or drugs, but you'll definitely get some lasting damage in your mental faculties if this repeats itself a lot. Gallon doesn't mind, as long as you're still his cute little human at the end of the day, all is fine.

It's hard to read Gallon. He's always grinning, but unlike with Breg, that smile is much more sinister. He's very observant and quite good at masking his real emotions. You'll never know he's upset until it's much too late to do anything about it. You'll have nightmares of that glowing red eye piercing into your very soul, caging you. Instead of delivering punishment to you himself, the slime is likely to just let you wander around The Clergy and inevitably get fucked with by whoever finds you. By then, people know not to kill you, but Gallon allows them to hurt you in various ways, patiently waiting for you to come crawling back to the only monster who will fix you- Why him, of course!

Kinks

Psychostimulant use during sex, going both ways;

Very light touch of sadism;

Dressing his partner in adorable or degrading outfits. As someone who cannot wear clothes properly, the slime enjoys dressing others to his tastes instead;

Restraints, via tendrils of course. He's also likely to cover you like a second skin, this is quite an intimate act for slimes;

Sloppy sex (arguably the one time he can stand being messy);

Sex in bodies of water;

He's a relentless teasing bastard and religiously performs orgams denial;

Mild exhibitionism.

[quillquiver]

white elephant

destiel fluffy xmas proposal fic! haven’t posted anything in ages but am working on a couple things, so hopefully you’ll be seeing more of me in the new year :D

They’re on their second round of white elephant when Sam finally chooses Dean’s gift. He’s been manipulating the choices all evening; everyone’s always shifty when they play this, so it wasn’t too hard; a wide-eyed look here, seemingly cut-off exclamation there, and Sammy’s tearing through twelve layers of wrapping paper until the clippers and scissors come into view.

“Seriously, Dean?” He gives a half-hearted glare and pushes the mountain of wrapping paper aside.

Dean grins. “Figured Eileen’d need to shear you in the spring.”

He rolls his eyes. “Fuck off.”

“I’m just happy you picked it. Woulda been real sad if you chose the wrong one with only two left.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Sam mumbles. He isn’t pushing back as hard as Dean expected, but Dean has been ragging on the hair since Sam was a teenager. “Okay, open the last one.”

Dean snorts. “Uh, no.”

“What d'you mean, no? Dude, it’s the last one! You gotta take it!”

Dean shakes his head. “Nope, see, I got my eye on that bag of sick dice Charlie’s been pretending she’s not holding.”

“Steal limit's up, handmaiden." Charlie smiles sweetly. “But don’t worry, you can come to my place and look at ‘em any time you like.”

“Cute. But Eileen from Benny, you from Eileen is two, genius. So I’ll be takin’ my dice, please.”

“Dean, come on, I really like these.”

“And you can come to my place and look at ‘em any time you like,” Dean grins.

“Seriously? It’s Christmas!”

“Brother, just let ‘er keep ‘em,” Benny says.

“Yeah, you don’t know what’s in the other gift,” Eileen reasons.

Cas nods. “It could be something even better."

“Or it could be my brother trying to get back at me.” Dean narrows his eyes. “I know it’s not cool dice.”

“Dude, how would I get back at you for something I didn’t even know you did?” Sam asks. "I wouldn’t have opened the clippers if I knew."

“Besides, Ken Doll, Queen of the Nerds already called dibs,” Meg says.

“And don’t you already have a large and useless collection of dice?” Balthazar asks.

Dean makes a face. “So does she!”

Jo rolls her eyes. “Dean, seriously, stop being a baby."

Across the circle, Crowley sighs. “It seems you’ve been out-voted, Squirrel.”

“Fuck all of you, seriously, since when is this game a vote?” He grabs the tiny package and starts tearing into it, muttering profanity when the tape sticks. The black velvet box is small and Dean has his money on some kind of piercing-related gag gift until he opens the thing. “What the hell is this? The fuck am I supposed to do with an empty—"

But when he looks up, everyone is grinning at him like they’re insane.

“What?”

And then he sees Cas.

Cas beside him. On one knee. Kneeling beside him. Cas on one knee right beside him.

Holding a ring.

It takes a second for Dean to actually understand what’s happening, and by then Cas is saying shit like, I know we’re not big on public displays of affection and, we got together during one of Charlie’s game nights so I thought this an apt setting, and then, I’ve got something written out for you when we’re alone but the gist of it is:

Dean, will you marry me?

Dean kisses him. Or—he tries to kiss him. He turns and launches himself at Cas with the intention of kissing the crap out of him, but they both go sprawling and they’re too smiley to kiss, anyway. Despite the fact that Dean’s a sure thing, Cas is sweating so hard through his gaudy Christmas sweater he’s giving off heat. Huffing a laugh, he noses along Cas’s jaw until he manages to reach his ear, and despite all the noise and all the yelling the entire world narrows to Dean’s fuck yeah and the smiley half-kisses that follow.

Thing wrap up not long after, and soon enough Dean is lazily digging through his bedside table drawer, sweaty and sated as Cas looks at him quizzically from across the pillow. “Dean, are you—?”

Swallowing thickly, Dean produces his own little velvet box and places it on the bed between them. Hi voice shakes when he talks: “Kinda pissed you did it first,” he says.

Cas’s eyes soften despite his widening smile. “It was clever, though.”

“Yeah yeah… so what d’you say?”

“To marrying you?”

“Yeah, genius, to marrying me.”

Gingerly, Castiel takes the ring from the box and slips it onto his ring finger. He extends his arm in front of him. Shrugs. “…Do you think Charlie would be willing to trade? I really wanted those dice.”

Dean tackles him. Cas yelps. It doesn’t really matter who kisses whom, only that they end the night spooned, rings clinking together as their fingers tangle. “Love you,” Cas mumbles, nosing at the back of Dean’s neck.

Dean squeezes their hands.

[introvert--weeb]

Hello! I hope ur doing okay don’t forget to drink water it’s important!!! Ohom can l request reader wearing their s/o’s jacket and acting like them in the mirror like “l’m the _____ do you wanna die?!” Smth like that and her s/o is watching them while this is happening if it’s okay can you add smiley, izana (you can add his earings too it’ll be cute!) and baji you can add others if you want or can ignore this ily!

This is adorable!! Of course I will! 💕 And thank you, you make sure you keep hydrated as well ❤️

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!! ❤️

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Smiley, Izana, Baji with reader impersonating them

TW: mentions of playful threats, teasing, terrible impersonations, manga spoilers (Izana), author writes these while extremely tired, may have not been proofread entirely but author will look over at some point 😅

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Nahoya 'Smiley'

It had all started out as the two of you were casually hanging out in his room, exchanging the odd affection here and there. Nahoya had asked you to come over so you, him and Souya could watch a new movie that he had bought earlier that week. However, this would require snacks, something you had to remind your boyfriend. And so, the twins had left you alone in Smiley's room to head to the shop and buy the required supplies. Not without your boyfriend teasing you over how you pouted at him due to his teasing over your sweet tooth.

Bored, you let your eyes wander around the room in search of something to keep you entertained. After all, being left alone is boring as hell. So when your eyes caught sight of Nahoya's Toman jacket, you felt a bubble of excitement rise in your chest. Before you could even think the plan through fully, you pulled the sleeves over your arms and fastened it. Nahoya's usual cologne filled your nose as the fabric hung loosely off your frame.

Making your way towards the full length mirror that resided in Nahoya's bedroom, you grinned at how good you looked. Maybe you should steal his jackets more often because you looked amazing! You could probably convince him to let you have a hoodie or two since you understood you couldn't take his Toman jacket. Maybe commissioning Mitsuya to make you one was a viable option? That thought was tucked away for now.

While admiring yourself in the reflection, an idea popped into your mind. Why not pretend to be Nahoya? After all, it was only you in the home and it was an entertaining idea. So this is how it all started.

Your lips pulled until you had the grin your boyfriend was known for as your mind reeled through all the phrases you knew he would say. It was entertaining trying to get his voice right (you never could) and you couldn't help thinking that it was a good impersonation of your beloved.

Nahoya was about to enter his room when he noticed what you were doing. He had arrived at the door as you had gotten to the 'I'll kill you' line that Smiley was known for, his hand slapping over his mouth to stop the laughter that threatened to expose his position. Wanting to enjoy the show more, the boy made himself comfortable leaning against the door frame as his face displayed just how amused he was. After all, who wouldn't be entertained by their partner trying their best to be like them?

You eventually caught sight of your boyfriend in the mirror's reflection, your cheeks flushing a deep red from the embarrassment. Greeting your boyfriend with an awkward wave, you watched as he came closer and flushed an even deeper red at the laughter that he let loose.

Smiley couldn't stop his laugh now. Not when you looked so cute in his jacket and the memory of you impersonating him still fresh in his mind. Once he was close enough, he brought you into his arms to place a soft kiss on your forehead with his smile never leaving his face.

"Ya really think I talk like that, huh?" Smiley would laugh more before deciding to give you some pointers. The movie would be forgotten about (much to Souya's confusion) as Nahoya and yourself would continue with the impersonation, your boyfriend laughing while you entertained him.

Izana

Izana had invited you around so you could both hang out. Really, you just think he wanted to be held because that's all the two of you had been doing since you had entered his room. However, you did notice that Izana was without his earrings, him explaining how they got uncomfortable when he was lazing around. Understandable.

Your boyfriend was close to falling asleep, the feeling of your fingers running through his hair soothing him. It was rare for him to get time to just relax, especially with the plans of the upcoming brawl with Tokyo Manji. He had already spent hours with his Heavenly Kings simply planning an attack strategy. For now, all he wanted was to think about how good you were for him and nap.

Just as his eyes had shut, sleep trying to take ahold of his body, his phone rang. Due to how quiet it was in his room, the ringtone caused you to jolt from the sudden noise. If it hadn't just ruined a perfect moment between the two of you, Izana would have teased you over your reaction. However, all he could think of was killing whoever dared call him and maybe hunt down their families too just to make a point. It was only as it was Kakucho that the boy answered, taking the call out of his room for more privacy.

It all happened too quickly for you to process it. One moment Izana's head was on your lap, the next he was out of the room on the phone to someone. However, you did understand that Izana was the leader of Tenjiku and had been spending a lot of his time with them. Maybe it was something to do with that.

However, you were getting bored. So bored in fact that your phone just wasn't going to cut it. Your eyes aimlessly wandered around the room until they landed on something that could entertain you. A full-length mirror, a pair of long earrings, and Izana's Tenjiku jacket. Yes, they could entertain you.

Thank God your ears were already pierced. Putting on the long red jacket and the earrings, you couldn't help but laugh a little at how you looked. The Tenjiku jacket was big on you (Izana was taller) and it made you look like a child trying on their parent's clothes.

Standing in front of the mirror and admiring your reflection, a silly idea popped into your mind. Why not try your hand at impressions? And you had the props for a perfect Izana. Without thinking about what you would do when your boyfriend came back, you started to impersonate the Tenjiku King.

You had gotten the head tilt and smile almost perfect. Now all that was left was the voice, which you were struggling with. However, it was more entertaining with how different it sounded. Just needed more lines to practice the voice with. So that's when your mind started coming up with things that Izana would never say but you wanted him to.

It was as you were midway through the "I'm the great Izana! Bow down to me, peasants" line when said male entered back into the room. Amusement at your actions danced in his eyes when he realised you still hadn't noticed his presence. Who was he to ruin the show after all. So he leaned against the wall, a soft smile on his features as he admired how his jacket and earrings looked on you.

Moments passed before you noticed the handsome sight of your boyfriend in the mirror's surface. Embarrassment filled your body but you simply smiled over at Izana, commenting that you couldn't resist the chance. Izana would just softly laugh before saying that you did look good in his things

Baji

It had become a routine in your relationship. You would come over to the Baji residence on a Saturday and the two of you would spend the day either playing videogames or reading manga together. If it was a particularly good day, the two of you might even go on his beloved bike and visit a cat café or simply drive. Saturday was quick to become one of your favourite days in the entire week.

This particular Saturday, the weather wasn't ideal for a bike ride and so this left both you and Keisuke with your usual options. You had found yourself relaxing in your boyfriend's arms as your latest manga read was in your hands. Keisuke was busy trying his hardest to read a textbook as a test was coming up in the week. It would be a lie to say that you weren't impressed with Keisuke studying to make his dear mother proud. Hell, you would study just to make the sweet Mother Baji proud!

Just as you had finished the volume of your manga and was about to help your boyfriend in studying, the sound of his ringtone echoed around the quiet room. Keisuke was quick to check who it was, a little happy that someone had interrupted his studying. After all, none of it was making much sense to him. It was as the name 'Chifuyu' flashed onto his screen that he decided he needed to take it. It could be some Toman business that he possibly forgot about and would need to know. And so, he apologised for cutting the cuddling short before leaving his room to answer the call.

Now what were you meant to do? You had finished the manga and hadn't brought any others. So, you were stuck. Feeling bored, your gaze travelled around the room until they landed on the Toman jacket and sash. That was when the idea came to your mind.

In no time, you were off the bed and already in the process of pulling the jacket on your smaller frame. The jacket itself dwarfed you under its size, falling to your mid-thigh. Of course it would though, Keisuke was taller than you and bigger due to his build. But it was cute how it fell and the scent of your boyfriend's usual cologne had seeped into the material, making it feel as though Keisuke was wrapping you into his arms. Although you could just be happy like this, you had a plan and so the sash was clumsily tied how it would be on Baji.

You walked over to the mirror, having to prevent yourself from laughing over the appearance. It was as if a child had borrowed their dad's favourite jacket when playing dress up. However, there was still the plan. So, feeling childish and thinking this was the best idea ever, you began trying to impersonate your beloved. Copying his speech pattern and actions, you actually thought your impersonation was pretty accurate.

Baji had finished up the call, thankful that Chifuyu had called him up to remind him that there was a Toman meeting tonight at Musashi Shrine. Mikey would kill him if he missed another one. As he neared his bedroom door though, he was surprised to hear you talking. Maybe you had gotten a call too? Keisuke opened his door only to find the funniest sight ever. You were in front of his full-length mirror, a beautiful smile on your face as the line 'I am the great Keisuke Baji, do you wanna die?' flowed out of your mouth. Your voice was purposefully deeper but did not sound like him.

He couldn't hold back his amusement or laughter and approached where you were standing. Although he loved the impressions you were doing, he couldn't help but give you pointers while sorting the sash that was skewed on your figure. You on the other hand, had a blush that covered your cheeks, ears and neck. Your boyfriend had just caught you trying to act like him and wearing his sacred gang uniform. However, Keisuke would make you practice some of the impressions, all while grinning at how cute you were.

[cinnamonest]

How would Kaeya, Childe and Diluc react on nipple piercing?

I mean, what if the darling is timid and naive on the outside, and then he (one of the above) gets his way with her, one way or another, and sees her nips pierced. Like, what??? How and when??? And more importantly, someone saw her tits??? What in the archons.

I DO enjoy the thought of this because their minds would immediately race to one conclusion: has she... fucked people who aren't him?? Why else would you get such a thing, if not to let people see it? Other guys??? How many people have seen your tits? There's so much he needs to know immediately and not enough time to let you explain before it gives him the worst paranoia.

Although, Kaeya would be the most discreet and subtle. Internally he's thinking it, maybe gives a slight twitch, but he wants to be smooth about it, can't let himself come off as as insecure as he actually is. So he doesn't bring it up at first. And to be fair, he likes it, they're cute, and so sensitive. It's not until after you're done and lying all snuggled up that he sort of tries to find indirect ways of seeking information... so, uh, when did you get those...? If the answer is any more than a very short time ago, it sets off more alarm bells. What if you got them for someone else? Some past lover or spouse that wanted you to get them or, gods forbid, you were sleeping around with random people? If your answers are vague, he starts getting more frustrated and desperate and asks more obvious questions, but still tries to maintain a smiley nonchalant-ness about it, as if he's unbothered and just asking for no reason in particular. If that answer does end up being something he doesn't like, he won't show it (not too obviously at least), but it does start to eat away at him.

Childe's similar, he probably likes them the most out of three, and is probably the most likely to have piercings himself of some kind. So he can't say he dislikes it, in fact, he loves it, but... but... the same sort of thoughts go through his head. It makes him reevaluate his entire view of you. You see, Kaeya's a little bit more realistic, while Childe is more idealistic. Kaeya has fears that you've been with other people from the get-go, he's naturally paranoid like that, Childe has more of that puppyboy brain naivete where he just doesn't even think about it. He just assumed the best, of course, that you were a sweet angel that's never so much as spoken to a guy that isn't him... is that not true after all? The poor thing hasn't even considered such a possibility, so that thought hits him like a sack of bricks to the face, shuts his brain down for a second. He's much more obvious, but he still tries to not be super direct, but he sort of fails -- it's very obvious. Haha... nice... it's a shame no one else ever got to see it before now... right? Poor thing.

Diluc... is not pleased. Or rather, conflicted. They're... they're hot ok? It makes his dick hard enough but at the same time, his brain says it's slutty, improper and all that. It's not something his good pure wife should have, she should have a completely unmarred and untouched body, and even if he was willing to forgive you for your other mistakes, you shouldn't have any remnants of it. To be fair, he doesn't think of retroactive jealousy as a matter of insecurity, so he has no shame about it. And consequently, by the time you have sex he's already given you an interrogation (and had a trusted worker run a background check on you too), so he's already aware one way or another about your past before you get to that point. So yeah, he'd probably force you to take them out in the end. Not because they're not nice to look at, they are, but because it... reminds him of anything he might have found out in the past, or suspect even more. Sigh.

[lunarrumor]

i just think that valgrace. so much potential. so much chemistry

we have:

- best friends to lovers

- height difference

- jason being very strung up and leo being the exact opposite so they balance each other out

- leo always stealing jason's clothes even before they're together because they're really comfy and jason's not the most fashionable but leo's never cared about his clothes much (except he does care about these ones because they're his "best friend's" and it reminds him that he has people now,,, people that love him)

- and he wears one of jason's shirts to his workshop one day and he accidentally gets grease on it (because lets be real he has never owned a single item of clothing that didn't somehow get a grease or oil stain on it)

- and he's really upset because it's like he ruined one of his most precious items and jason let him have it (he took it one day while they were up late playing video games and he wanted to get comfortable and jason refused when he tried to give it back for ~totally straight and only friendly~ reasons)

- and he thinks jason's gonna be mad because what if he did want it back and he's gonna change his mind and never let me have anything of his ever again but he goes to the dining hall trying to subtly hide it but of course jason notices it because he's got a great vantage point on leo and he's always staring at leo but especially today because he's wearing his shirt and he always looks really cute after coming back from his workshop because he has dirt on his face and his hair is all messed up and he always comes back looking proud of himself for finishing a project or all jittery because he wants to get back so he can keep working or frustated that something went wrong (but that isn't very often jason thinks because leo's kind of a genius with machinery and he always manages to make the most amazing things)

- anywayy so jason notices and he doesn't say anything but he can see him staring and his eyebrows do that cute little furrowy thing that always happens when he's thinking about something and leo's just waiting for him to mention it

- meanwhile jason is looking at leo's shirt his shirt with grease stains on it—leo's signature look and he's trying so hard to keep from smiling like an idiot because now it looks like theirs—like it's a part of them both and leo's looking absolutely amazing in it in the light of the dining hall, highlighted gold by the sun going down and the torches set around for light

- he looks at his crisp purple shirt, now slightly wrinkled, with oil stains and he thinks it reminds him of their own friendship—how he's always neat and precise but leo relaxes him, he's not afraid of getting messy and he's not afraid to pull jason along with him and he never does say anything but he gives leo a random hug after dinner before he goes back to the workshop, which isnt that unusual because ever since jason realized that leo and piper didn't mind casual affection—in fact piper was always one to just drape herself around her friends and hang off of them because as much as she didn't like being an aphrodite kid she's always been a sucker for little ways of showing people you love them—jason hasn't stopped hugging them since

- leo was surprised at first when he started doing it but now he welcomes them because jason's hugs are so warm and it makes him feel home and so when he does so after dinner leo's only really shocked because this one is extra suffocating and he was expecting actually the opposite reaction but then he supposes he shouldn't really be so surprised because jason has always been the most understanding person he's met and he never gets annoyed with leo like others do, he's always just there waiting to help him or to hug him or to give him one of his oh-look-at-me-im-so-attractive-people-probably-make-paintings-of-me-just-to-capture-my-beauty smiles that is always so bright and soft and leo doesn't know how jason can always look so content when he's got so much weight on his shoulders (this definitely doesnt have to do with the fact that just being around leo makes him happy and he forgets all his responsibilities except making sure leo is doing okay)

- and when they are together jason sure as hell takes advantage of his staring privileges because now he can look at leo in his clothes and smile like a goof and it's completely normal boyfriend behavior and he absolutely never shuts up about how much he loves leo and ~maybe~ leo recognizes this and starts wearing more of his clothes just so he can get extra tight hugs because he's always been one for manipulating the system and damnit if this system of how he could possibly get the most love from jason is not the best thing he's ever gotten himself into

- and now i've gone on a very long rant about valgrace (oopsie) but im going to continue (with some nico !!!) because @transjasico has me thinking about valdangelace

- so nico doesnt have the same habits as leo does when it comes to taking all of jason's clothes because he hates looking small and he has a reputation to uphold and a ~style~ to keep (aka an emo teen that shops at hot topic)

- and jason totally doesn't start buying more black clothes because maybe he perhaps notices this (after all who is he if not constantly obsessing over his boyfriends and analyzing all the cute habits they have)

- and piper sees this change of clothing and gets a little worried because she just got jason to branch out a little from purple t-shirts that he somehow makes look like he's ready for a business meeting? and oh no what if while she was training him and telling him to ~find his own style~ she accidentally encouraged him to go goth

- so she's like /what have i done/ because while she teases him about it, nerdy jason is her jason and what if he decides to get a bunch of piercings now because that simply wouldn't look right (i mean of course he could pull it off but goth!jason would look simply off to anyone who had met him for more than two seconds and seen what a mom friend he is)

- so she asks him about it because she can not be responsible for jason breaking all of the goth little hearts in america with his new look (yes he just started wearing more black but piper thinks ahead okay she's smart like that)

- and he admits it to her and she just cackles in his face (and then suddenly gets serious because she's like okay i know you love your boyfriend but seriously this is not the style for you)

- but who's laughing when his plan works??? one night at the campfire nico forgot his aviator jacket and he's about to shadow travel to get it but jason is like no no no you're not gonna wear yourself out just to get a jacket and you can't just leave (a brilliant excuse if you ask him, because jason's a quick thinker like that,,,, and being around leo he picked up some of his scheming habits)

- but he's like *puts hand on nico's arm and activates his Serious Yet Loving boyfriend face" and goes: noo nico why would you do that when i have a jacket *whips hoodie off his lap with a flourish* right here :)))

- and nico's like ....okay sure :)

- and jason has an accomplished little smile seeing nico bundled up in his hoodie because not only is he warm but phase one of his mission is complete and now he just has to ease nico into stealing more of his clothes and he thinks he was really subtle but nico definitely knew what he was doing and he brought it up to leo who thought it was very cute to see conspiring!jason and hilarious that he was so determined for somebody to steal his clothes so when jason pulled out his jacket he made a little motion to nico like *go on take it* and nico rolled his eyes (without jason seeing of course) and activated his amazing acting skills so he could see his boyfriend look all proud of himself

- and now i've gone on another very long rant (i still blame you @/transjasico) but nico starts wearing them more because jason always does everything he can to make them happy and he thinks its worth it to see jason all smiley and they're very comfy and he does enjoy the extra bear hugs and the smirk leo gives him every time he sees him wearing jason's shirt but that's not the point

- okay now im done

the point is.... LET JASON LOVE HIS TWO BEST FRIENDS BOYFRIENDS OKAY

[expectingtofly]

Claire Novak's (Surprisingly) Not-So-Lame Day

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this fic is written for @dean-has-great-taste as part of @starrynightdeancas' gift exchange. thanks sophie for organizing this, it was a lot of fun <33 and i hope you enjoy this, gen!!

*****

How did Claire find herself joining Dean, Cas, and Jack for an excursion to the mall?

Well.

Cas had texted her yesterday, with an extreme amount of emojis and emoticons that took some time to decipher, asking if she wanted to go shopping with him, Dean, and Jack. Apparently Jack needed new clothes and they needed a gift for Eileen’s birthday coming up, and maybe they could go bowling or something afterwards.

And normally she would’ve said no way because hanging out with old guys was lame and she didn’t like little kids, but she needed an excuse to get out of Jody and Donna’s weekend plans of cleaning out the garage. Plus, Kaia needed to study for a test—she actually enjoyed school, the weirdo—and had requested no distractions.

So that’s how she found herself sitting in the back of the Impala next to a carseat, listening to one of Dean’s old cassette tapes (which wasn’t too bad, but she’d never admit it).

“What’s that?” Jack asked, stretching against his carseat straps to jab at one of the pins Claire wore on her leather jacket.

“It’s the lesbian flag,” she told him. Cas looked back at them from the front seat, smiling.

“This one?” Jack pointed to the rainbow pin on her pocket.

“It’s the pride flag.”

Jack considered that for a moment before announcing, “I want one. And this one.” He pointed to the mothman pin on her lapel, then the big-eyed, green alien. “And this one... and this one, and this one.” (Alex said she had more pins than leather on her jacket, but sue her, she liked making her clothing her own).

Jack, it seemed, also liked… unique clothing. The kid was wearing rain boots even though the sun was out and overalls with embroidered flowers. He dressed weird, there was no way around it. But so did Cas, so there was probably no hope for him, poor kid.

“Okay,” she decided. “I know where to get you some.”

Jack beamed and swung his legs. “Don’t kick the seat,” Dean told him, and Jack pouted at him.

Claire was surprised Dean even let a carseat in his precious Impala. Pulling out her phone, she asked, “Can we listen to my music?”

Dean started to respond with a “Hell no,” but Cas spoke up first, “Of course.”

Dean spluttered as Claire connected to the bluetooth connector Sam had finally convinced Dean to install. The old man didn’t realize it was the 21st century, apparently.

“I wanna listen to Gaga!” Jack said, leaning over to look at her phone.

At first she thought that was some baby talk, then she realized Jack was into pop music. Ugh. But it would annoy Dean, so...

Leaning in conspiratorially with Jack, she let him scroll through her phone and choose which song to play. When “Born This Way” started filtering through the car, Dean groaned.

“Really?” he asked, sending her a glare in the rearview mirror. Mission accomplished.

Jack clapped along and Cas turned the music up louder. “Great choice, Jack,” he said.

Dean, for all his grumbling, didn’t turn down the music, and Claire caught him glancing at Cas, who tapped his fingers on his thigh to the beat. Dean looked like he was fighting back a smile and Claire rolled her eyes. Dude was so whipped.

When they parked at the mall, Cas grabbed Jack’s hand before he could sprint across the parking lot. “You have to look both ways,” he reminded him gently, and Jack nodded.

“Claire’s gonna buy me pins,” he said, jumping onto the curb.

“Yup.” Claire pat her jacket pocket. “Good ol’ credit card fraud.”

“Woah, now,” Dean started to protest.

“You and Sam are the ones who taught me!” Claire reminded him.

“We’ll pay for them,” Cas said, opening the door to the mall. Jack skipped inside, his rain boots squeaking on the tiled floor.

“We’re doing what now?” Dean asked Cas, taking his hand. Gross.

“Come on, Jack,” Claire said, catching up to the toddler. “Let’s go get you some style.” Over her shoulder, she called, “Meet up with you guys later.”

“Have fun!” Cas called.

“Don’t get kidnapped,” Dean added.

As they distanced themselves from the old geezers, Jack grabbed her hand, and Claire startled a little. “Do you like dinosaurs?” he asked.

Someone passing by gave them a smile, and Claire realized people probably thought Jack was her younger brother. She let him hold her hand anyway. “Sure.”

“What’s your favorite? Mine is the bon-ta-sore-us.” He sounded out the word carefully.

“Don’t know. What’s the one with the spiky horns?”

“Ti-ce-a-tops?”

“Yeah, that sounds cool.”

“That’s my second favorite!” He started jumping from one colored tile to the next. “And the T-Rex. That’s Dee’s favorite. And Dad likes the steg-a-sore-us.” He peered up at her. “Did you know he got to see dinosaurs? Right in front of him!”

“You know what that means, right?” He shook his head. “He’s super old. He’s basically a dinosaur himself.”

Jack’s eyes widened. “He’s a dinosaur,” he repeated in a hushed whisper.

“Yup.” Spotting Hot Topical, she headed that way. “You should tell him that.”

Inside the store, Jack let go of her hand to grab a stuffed cat. “Claire! Like yours!”

Claire rolled her eyes. “Yeah.” So, she still had the Grumpy Cat Cas had bought her. She wasn’t cruel enough to throw it away when the guy was trying so hard to make up for walking around in her dead dad’s body. Plus, the stuffed animal was kinda cute. Not that she was going to tell anyone that.

“Here ya go,” she told Jack, finding a box of pins at the register. She brought the box down to his level and Jack ran over to look inside.

“I want a Doc McStuffins pin,” he said, plunging his hand into the box.

“I don’t know if they have those.”

As they rooted through the box of pins, she heard familiar voices and looked up to see Dean and Cas walking inside.

“What are you guys doing here?” she asked.

“I like this store,” Cas said and Dean rolled his eyes. Among the pleather and black, Cas’ dingy old trench coat—over a Winnie the Pooh sweatshirt instead of a suit—and Dean’s ratty flannel and boots only looked more ridiculous. She took it back—even Jack dressed better than them.

“You guys don’t have to be in here,” she told them.

“What, we’re too old?” Dean asked defensively.

“Yeah, actually.”

Cas poked at a toy and it squeaked. God, could they be any more embarrassing?

“Dad!” Jack called, holding out a rainbow pin. “Look, they have soo many.” Cas joined Jack in going through the pins and Claire asked Dean, giving his outfit a meaningful look,

“Was the Army Surplus store too trendy for you?”

“Did they kick you out of Sephora for buying up all the eyeliner?“ Dean shot back.

Touché. In a truce, she held out a pin with the bisexual flag. She wasn’t really sure what Dean identified as, if he even gave it any thought, but guessed it was close enough. “For you.”

Dean rolled his eyes but took it. “I’m not weighing down my jacket with this crap, though.”

“No, ‘course not, that would mean having any sort of style.”

“Can I help you with anything?” asked an employee with two nose rings and jewelry up and down their ears— so cool. Claire saw the way their eyes flicked between them, probably thinking they made a weird group, and she took a step back, trying to silently communicate that yes, she was shopping with them, but no, she was not as lame as them.

“Just looking,” Dean told them.

“I like your drawings,” Jack said and the employee looked down at their arms which were littered with tattoos.

“Thanks.”

“My dad has a drawing. It’s Enochian.”

The employee—Wren, by the name tag—looked at Cas with new respect in their eyes. “Language of the angels. Sick.”

Cas looked pleased. “Thank you. It’s come in handy more than once.”

The employee went back to looking confused and, starting to walk away, told them to call if they needed anything.

“Do you want anything?” Cas asked Claire, and Claire looked through the box. She grabbed a pentagram pin and, seeming to copy her, Jack grabbed another one, clutching several pins already in his fists.

“You like bees, right?” Claire asked Cas, spotting a “Save the Bees” pin. She held it up for him.

Cas’ eyes brightened. “That’s a wonderful message.” He glanced back at Dean and frowned. “Dean, they’re not going to bite.”

Claire looked over to see Dean shying away from a few emo teens. “Look like it,” Dean muttered, joining them. Jack lifted up his hands, asking to be hoisted up. Dean set him on his hip and Jack showed him the pins he’d selected. He held a dinosaur pin to Dean’s collar.

“Do you want one, Dee?”

“He’s too lame,” Claire piped up. Not for the first time, she noticed the healed over piercing mark on Dean’s right ear and pointed to it. “Looks like he used to be cool, though.”

“Yeah, guess so,” Dean said dryly. His hand went to his earlobe. “Pierced it myself, in high school.”

“I think you’re still cool,” Cas told him, and Claire fake-gagged, making Jack giggle.

Cas took the pins to the cash register where Wren rang them up. Dean added the bisexual flag pin and Claire threw in a pair of spiky earrings, because, hey, they were paying.

“15.36,” Wren told them, dropping the pins into a bag.

“My dad’s a dinosaur,” Jack told them, trying to see over the edge of the counter. Wren raised an eyebrow, Cas looked surprised, and Claire stifled a laugh.

“Claire, help me,” Jack said, grabbing the bag from Cas as they exited the store. Moving to the side, Claire helped him attach the pins to his overalls. A smiley face, a pride flag, a grinning Stitch, a sunflower, a dinosaur, and the pentagram. The pins clacked as Jack tugged at his overalls, trying to look at them all. Overall, a chaotic look, but it kinda matched his vibe.

“Lookin’ good,” she told him, and Jack beamed.

“I’m like you!”

Alright, she wouldn’t take it that far, but, “Yeah, close enough.”

Cas attached the “Save the Bees” pins to his trench coat pocket and it ended up crooked. Rolling her eyes, Claire said, “Let me.”

She reattached the pin and stepping back to look it over, decided, “You could actually make that coat look cool if you added more stuff to it.”

Cas looked down at himself. “Thank you.”

“Nothing’s gonna save that sweatshirt, though.” Couldn’t let his ego get too big.

“Dean said he liked it,” Cas said, glancing back at Dean, who was shooting an evil eye at Claire. He quickly wiped it off his face and draped an arm over Cas’ shoulders.

“Yeah, it’s uh… Charming.” He guided Cas away from Claire. “Don’t listen to her, she still thinks sarcasm is a personality trait.”

“Screw you, old man,” she called. Jack skipped after them and she checked her phone to see Kaia had texted her: How’s everything going? They drive you crazy yet?

They’re so weird, she texted back. Then she added, They’re not too bad.

“Come on, Jack,” she said, hurrying to catch up with him, Dean, and Cas. “Let’s go get our ears pierced.”

“Yay!” Jack cheered. He grabbed her hand and tugged her down the mall.

“Woah, woah, you’re not doing that,” Dean protested like the wet blanket he was.

“You can get yours pierced too,” Claire told him, and he faltered,

“I don’t want, we’re not—“

“You know you want to.” She let Jack lead her away and Dean called after them,

“We're never bringing you shopping again!”

Grinning, she turned to shout over her shoulder, “You know you love me!”

[todoscript]

Can I request Pro!Hero Bakugou in a scenario where he's going on the scene where a place was being attacked by low level criminals and the place's mascot character was essentially trying to protect kids from the harm, kind of standing up to the villains to abide time til the heroes or police arrive. Bakugou saves the day and the mascot character pops their giant head off to properly thank him and he's like--Oh shit they're cute I was not prepared

Bunny Face

Genre | Fluff. 

Pairing | Pro Hero!Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Words | 1.9K+

Warnings | Bakugou getting flustered. Bakugou cursing. Bakugou beating up a villain. Bakugou.

A/N | I changed it from villains to a single villian, hope that’s ok. Also, Anon, this request? This is big brain energy right here

To say you were dying would be an understatement.

The cruel rays of the sun beating down on the earth made it an absolute hell underneath the heavy bunny costume you were forced to don on, all thanks to a particular coworker who bailed on their shift today with an abhorrent excuse of⁠—you quote—“car trouble.” It was bullshit, but you weren’t the one calling the shots, not when your boss said you were to fill in for them despite your protests. Now, clad from head to toe in fluffy pink fur and hefty layers of fabric and foam, you suffocated from within a cocoon that gathered heat and sweat around your body. You were so letting your coworker have a piece of your mind the next time they showed up.

“Miss Bunny! Miss Bunny! Let us take a picture with you!” a circle of kids hollered, their grabby hands tugging your fur to seize your attention and even jump to pull on your ears. The only thing you have to thank this costume for is the fact it at least concealed the dreary expression on your face, masked by the mascot’s smiley, plastic facade.

You simulated a chipper voice not to break the guise. “Alright, Miss Bunny’s coming,” you managed as the kids pulled you in front of an assembly of parents that captured their cute little children posing with a mascot who most certainly desired to be anywhere else.

Just as their phones clicked and shuttered, a loud boom suddenly thundered behind you, grabbing everyone’s attention in the area. The parents looked up with gaped mouths at the smoke diffused in the sky and the whirring of rides that tottered off balance in the distance.

“Look! Up there!” Their kids pointed to the lone figure who stood atop the highest peak of the ferris wheel, the man shouting out curses and threats for all those beneath him to tremble and run in terror. You, however, simply grounded yourself, impassive underneath your costume and nearly numb at all the events transpiring around you.

You have got to be shitting me, you thought, eyes cast into a deadpan.

Just when you thought your day couldn’t get any worse.

.

.

“Ground Zero! Ground Zero!”

Bakugou winced at the deafening static blared into his right ear, where the intercom vibrated a frequency of hasty squalls from his sidekick. He pressed a button on the device with his right hand to relay the call, his left currently occupied gripping the collar of a thug he just knocked into submission after giving them chase through the alleys.

“Calm down, dumbass, I heard you the first fucking time,” he scolded, the clamor of sirens heard in the background of the other line, “What is it?”

“A villain is running amuck at the local fair!”

“What the hell?! That place is populated with people!” Bakugou’s eyes flared alert as the tone in his voice rose to a volume much more piercing than his sidekick’s. Unknowingly, the hold he had on the unconscious goon in front of him tightened while his mind conjured the next plan of action. With such a densely packed area of civilians, the villain will undoubtedly cause rampage and havoc if not dealt with immediately. And right now, he was still halfway across the city from where they held the local fair. Not wasting another second of his time, he tossed the thug off to the side and tied him up for the police to apprehend later.

“Evacuate as many people as possible before I get there! Make sure the fucking villain doesn’t damage any of the structures holding up the bigger rides!” he instructed his sidekick.

“Yes, sir, Ground Zero, sir!”

With that, he pushed the mic off on his comlink before propelling himself into the air thanks to the kinetic explosions emitted from his palms, blasting past buildings, and keen on seeing the villain’s imminent doom at his hand.

It’s through his breakneck speeds across the city that he arrived there in no time at all. He assessed the current damage in the area and leered at the gray smoke scattered in the air, eyeing the attractions that fell off their foundations. He eventually spotted a crowd of kids gathered around a big blur of pink that held its arms outward to shield them, even while a menacing figure slowly inched closer

“There you fucking are.” Bakugou fired forward, eager to rocket down from the skies and let the sole of his boot greet the villain square in the face. On impact, the thug clobbered onto the ground, but was yet to be knocked out, gathering himself to stand and face the Pro Hero.

“It’s Ground Zero!”

The kids that surrounded you shrilled in joy at the explosion hero’s appearance into the fray, pulling on your costume to express their excitement.

“Look, Miss Bunny, Ground Zero’s here to save us!”

You peered through the small, meshed slits of your costume at the man before you, who had his grenade arms ready. He enacted confidence in his stance, challenging the dangerous villain without a single ounce of hesitation.

“Hey, Bunny Face!” he yelled, eyes never leaving his opponent.

Bunny Face? Your brows knitted together.

“Y-Yes?” you replied, voice coming out hoarse through the dense layer of foam.

“Get those kids out of here, I’ll handle the villain!” he commanded, and you did not disobey. You hastened the children by your side to make a break with you to the gates and safely meet their parents again, leaving the explosion hero to defeat the threat.

And defeat he did. The villain stood no chance against him as his attacks were all eluded by the Pro Hero’s high evasion and trained skills that had the goon edging the end of his rope.

“Screw this! I’m outta here!” he shouted, turning toward the opposite direction to attempt a getaway. However, Bakugou was already one step ahead of him, propelled and positioned in front of the enemy once more.

“If you’re going to escape, you shouldn’t yell your plans out loud, you fucking idiot,” was all the explosion hero gave, his hands effused with nitroglycerin that quickly emitted a radiating heat.

“Now DIE!!”

At his triumphant roar, his palms ignited a tremendous explosion forward, making clean contact on the villain who stood aimlessly at the flash of light that enveloped his body in a fever of nuclear energy. By the time the smog cleared, Bakugou was crossed with an unconscious, smoking body.

He dragged the villain toward the gate, where the police and his sidekicks gathered, along with the other fair-goers. They applauded him for his victory, saving the day once again. As the hero scanned through the crowd, he caught sight of you in the throng thanks to your bulky, bright costume that stuck out like a sore thumb. 

When your gazes met, you finally hauled the large bunny head off, revealing yourself to his red eyes that widened slightly upon grasping your true appearance.

He couldn’t help the stare fixed on you while you approached him, noting how your pretty eyes glistened, complimented by the balmy rosiness adorning your cheeks and the delicate flow of your hair that danced lightly at every step you took.

Fuck, she’s cute, his thoughts blurted out without him realizing you were now right in front of him.

“Ground Zero, right? Thanks for helping us back there. We didn’t know what we’d do without you,” you thanked, your words acting as the catalyst that finally brought his mind back to the cusp of reality. He shook his head in an attempt to ward off the flush of red reaching his cheeks due to your gratitude and the small proximity between your faces. Your voice—once veiled by that abominable voice box in your suit that did no justice to how sweet your tone was—did not help him maintain his indifferent facade. He opted to turn his head to the side for now.

“N-No problem,” he cursed at the way his deep timbre stuttered out his reply.

“No, really, thank you! I didn’t know how long I could protect those kids, but you managed to come in at the right time before things got bad!” you expressed your gratefulness while inching closer, much to his dismay.

“Look, it’s nothing, alright?! I’m a hero, it’s what I fucking do,” he brazenly stated, projecting as much poise as he could muster despite finding the dazed gloss in your eyes, and the way you gingerly pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, cute. Just even a peek of your soft-looking lips in his peripheral vision was enough for his demeanor to betray him.

Calm the fuck down, Ground Zero, he urged himself.

“What’s wrong? Do I look OK?” you called out his series of glances, subconscious about how you appeared after staying hidden beneath the sweltering hot ensemble for the majority of the afternoon. In your head, you thought you must be a complete mess in front of him, with your hair strewned all around and face a bright, crimson hue. However, Bakugou saw differently, and through his eyes he tried to fathom how one could still look so pretty in spite of that cumbersome costume you wore.

“You look fucking fine,” he assured, though his words were an understatement in comparison to the rampant thoughts imbued in his head. A smile lined your lips thanks to his affirmation.

“Oh, here, have this!” You reached your pink pad of a hand into the front pocket of your costume’s overalls and pulled out wads of yellow tickets. “Some free admittance tickets for the fair! Maybe you can use them when it opens up again.”

You offered the stack to him at which he was going to reject and cooley state he didn’t have time for shit like that, but he pulled his brakes upon realizing something.

“You.. work here, right?” he asked, though it should be obvious considering the hefty costume no regular person would wear on a hot day like this. Or on any day for that matter. The bunny honestly was, without a doubt in his mind, quite fucking hideous. However an endearing girl like you got roped into this job was a mystery to him, but he eventually received an explanation.

“Yes, though I’m not usually the one wearing the mascot costume. My coworker bailed today, so I was forced to take their place,” you answered, mentally pained when remembering what you had endured throughout this hellish day.

“Your coworker must be an ass.”

“Oh tell me about it,” you agreed with an exasperated sigh leaving your lips. “Anyways, I usually work at a game stall next to the ferris wheel.” You pointed to said attraction that was somehow still standing in one piece despite all the chaos that transpired today.

“You’re welcome to visit me if you want, Ground Zero,” you said, and at that, Bakugou gladly took the tickets from your hands and accepted your proposal, knowing it meant he could see your pretty face again.

“Fine, but when you see me, it’s Katsuki. Bakugou Katsuki,” he informed, babbling about how you couldn’t call him by his hero name or risk bringing him unnecessary attention he most certainly didn’t need to deal with during his free time. Though in actuality, he just wanted you to be familiar with him and utter his name in that syrupy voice of yours that sounded like melodies to his ears.

You giggled, the laughter coming from your lips saccharine and the expression on your face rivaling a meadow of flowers with the colorful bloom in your eyes.

“Alright, Bakugou Katsuki.”

And then you finally thought that maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.

Ending Notes | I hope this request was ok! If any of you want to request something of your own, feel free! My ask box will stay open until whenever

[kenganparadise]

Spent the past couple days binging all of baki and oh my, I love these boys🥰. I was wondering if I could ask for katsumi and some other baki boys reactions for their small, sweet, and loving s/o being a deathcore/metal singer and having lots of piercings and tattoos? ���� I thank you for doing the lord's work 👌🏻

Hi there!! I did something similar for jack here! Thank you so much for your generosity, I really really hope you enjoy!!

Baki boys reaction to their death metal singer S/O-

Katsumi-

• He didn’t know someone so small can have such a voice. He first heard his S/O’s music when they gave him one of their CDs.

• He played it while he was working out. He didn’t know that was them singing... until they walked in. “Hey you’re listing to my band! How do you like it?” They ask.

• He deadpans. “This is you?!” He’s honestly blown. He stops what he’s doing to listen to them singing. Then he turns back to them.

• “there’s no way!!” He’s shocked. He can’t believe someone so small, loving, and cute could sing like that! He needs a demonstration.

• Seeing his S/O singing they remind him of Retsuko. He is enamored.

• Expect to see him at all of his S/O’s shows. He’ll even go on tour with them if he could. He’ll help run the merch booth. He is is S/O’s biggest fan and will always cheer them on.

• He spends so long looking at their tattoos. He studied them and try’s to memorize every piece they have. He wants to know all the meanings and all the stories from their tattoos.

• He plays with their piercings (only if they don’t hurt/aren’t fresh) he twirls their ear piercings. If they have lips piercings when kissing he might give them a playful tug with his teeth.

• He would adore it if they had a tongue piercing too. He loves the feel of it! Especially when french kissing!

• His favorites are eyebrow, bridge, nipples, and septum piercings! He thinks his S/O looks so badass and adorable at the same time. He loves it!!

Jack-

• Honestly he’s at every concert. He’s a huge metal head. I elaborated more here!

• As for his S/O’s tattoos. He finds them to be gorgeous. He would get some himself if his body didn’t drastically change so often.

• With his muscles growing and his skin stretching as he grows stronger and taller. Having tattoos isn’t a good idea for him, though he does want some cool designs one day.

• He would get one of those cheesy tattoos that says “mom” with a heart and an arrow. Jack is such a mama’s boy.

• Jack has his ears pierced. He thinks his S/O’s piercings are super badass. He particularly likes it if his S/O has lip pericings.

• His favorite type of piercings would be the Medusa, snake bites, and Labret.

Hanayama-

• Hanayama overheard some of his underlings it’s probably Shiba listening to his future S/O’s music. He normally listens to hōgaku or Enka.

• Though their music would grow on him. Shiba would beg Hanayama to accompany him to a show. Hanayama would agree. He stands in the back corner as he babysits Shiba and just enjoys the music.

• He suprised, he actully really digs the music. His future S/O really catches his attention. They are unlike any person he’s ever seen before. He finds them to be captivating.

• They look so cute yet badass at the same time. After the show Shiba wants an autograph so they wait outside the venue.

• Hanayama strikes up a conversation with the lead singer. He finds them to be adorable. He can’t believe they can sing the way they do. He gives them his business card and tel them to give him a call (what a gentleman)

• Hanayma is like his S/O’s full time body guard he loves their couple dynamic.

• He adores their tattoos. He is not a stranger to tattoos obviously. He’s got his massive back tattoo. Tattoos and their experiences with them helps bring his S/O and him closer together.

• It takes him a moment to get used to their piercings. At first he thought they were strange but he comes to love them.

• his favorite type of piercings would be septum, smiley, and any type of ear piercings. His S/O inspired him to get his own ears pierced!

Katou-

• Katou loves music in general. His favorite is really cheesy pop music. This dude probably listens to Lady Gaga and Dua Lipa. He also likes BTS too.

• He’s generally just a music fan. Suedo and Katou go to concerts a lot. They go to his future S/O’s show. Suedo puts Katou up on his shoulders so he can get a better view Katou is a short king

• Katou falls for the lead singer. He thinks they’re so adorable yet powerful. He watches as they control the stage. Afterwards he goes to the merch table and buys one of everything.

• He ends up running into the lead singer (aka his new crush) he totally asks them out on a date upfront. To his surprise they agree. He promises to show them a good time.

• knows all the lyrics to all the songs. He’s his S/O’s biggest fan. He is in the front row at every show.

• He’s probably got a couple of tattoos and he has his ears double pierced I can see him getting an eyebrow or Medusa piercing as well.

• He thinks their look is so badass. He tries to match them. He finds himself copying their style- he dresses a little similar to them. He might even get piercings that they have too. He likes matching with his badass S/O.

Sikorsky-

• He’s a metalhead through and through. He grew up listening to Russian heavy metal music. He likes listening to it when he’s working out or just chilling.

• He sees a show going on and decides to sneak in. He slips inside when the bouncers aren’t looking and mingles with the crowd.

• The lead catches his eye. He finds them to be fascinating, they definitely catch his eye. He decides to shoot his shot and ask them out.

• He sneaks to the dressing room after the show. When he speaks to the lead singer, He’s surprised to find out the badass on the stage is super cute and adorable.

• He gets surprised to see how loving and sweet they are. Based on their look he’d expect if they’d be more brutal and feisty. But it’s a pleasant surprise nonetheless.

• He spends a long time tracing over their tattoos with his fingers. He wants to know why they got them and where also how long did it take. He wants to know the meaning behind it as well. He wants to memorize all the details.

• Tugs on their piercings a little too hard. Especally if they have lip piercings he will give them a tug while kissing.

• They will find their boyfriend tugging and playing with all their piercings. It’s quite cute- he does it without even realizing it sometimes.

• He could be focused watching TV or on his phone and his fingers would be rolling their piercing and he’d just be fidgeting with it.

• He’s careful not to be too rough of course!!