#i wanted it to be spicier but i don’t have the energy for it right now

[yesandpeeps]

Birthday Kiss 🎂💋🦇

Rating: Teen.

Word count: 1146.

Pairing: Swiss/Aeon.

Summary: Aeon’s curiosity for his new life on the surface leaves him excited for any type of celebration. He overhears it’s a certain ghouls birthday, and can’t help himself. Kissing and petting.

Read below or on AO3.

New summons often had difficulty adjusting to the surface’s day and night cycle. It’s a struggle to learn how to initially regulate their energy. New ghouls tend to be keen on long naps, that is, if they even wake up in the morning.

Aeon was no different, granted slack due to his “new summon” status. Snoozing long after the sun had risen above his window. As long as he gets his chores done and gets to practice on time, Papa doesn’t seem to mind. The crisp air of autumn doesn’t help persuade him out of his warm bed, but the ache of an empty stomach sure does.

Eyes barely open, Aeon dresses himself and exits his room, guided towards the common area by smell alone. Whatever had been prepared for their midday meal was already put away, cold and stiffened in the fridge. It’ll do. Had the bright, cold light not clicked on upon opening the door, he would’ve never noticed the white cardboard box that nearly took up a full shelf. Aeon blinked at it for a moment, noticing a plastic viewing slot on the top of the box. Too curious for his own good, he slid the box halfway off the shelf and tilted it, peering in on a white sheet of. Something. Fancy curling letters decorated the surface. After a couple more dumb blinks, Aeon’s finally able to register what he’s seeing.

A sheet cake, elegantly piped with the words, “Happy Birthday Swiss!” Aeon’s jaw might as well have hit the floor. He took a glance around the room, empty except for him, and oh, so carefully slid the cake back onto its shelf. Why had nobody told him? He grabbed another boxed container, a portion of left overs saved for him, and closed the fridge door. He mustn’t waste any time, barely grabbing a utensil to scarf down his first meal of the day. The dish was cleared in what felt like seconds. Aeon had something more important to focus on: finding Swiss.

Thankfully, the rotation of chores was listed on a white board in the common area. Swiss was stationed on laundry duty, so he’d better check there first. Aeon bounded off down the corridor, hard to believe he was out cold barely ten minutes prior.

A little out of breath and sluggish from his hurried meal, Aeon pushes the door open to the laundry room as quietly as he can manage. He pokes his head in, and just like he’d hoped, there was his target with his back to him. Unaware. Alone. Perfect.

Swiss continued the steady pattern of folding towels out in front of himself, using his chin to assist, and tossing them into a basket. Mumbling and nodding along to whatever song was playing in his earbuds, blissfully ignorant to what lurked behind him. While Aeon stalked, the muscles shifting in Swiss’s back caught his attention, and he couldn’t help but admire his arms as he worked. The song must’ve gotten good, because Swiss began a little dance, shifting his weight back and forth between his feet and rolling his body. Aeon felt his cheeks grow warm.

Against better judgment, Aeon believed this was the perfect time to launch his attack. Holding his breath, he crept up behind his victim. He trembled in anticipation before launching his hands forward and grabbing Swiss’s sides, yanking him back against his body. The poor multi ghoul probably would’ve shot through the ceiling with how hard he jumped if he’d not been held down. Off balance and dazed, Swiss grabs at whoever’s arms were squeezing him and whips his head around. His breathless laugh sent a swoop through Aeon’s stomach. Swiss takes a step back to right himself again, letting his head roll back to rest against the quintessence ghouls shoulder.

“That’s a way to greet someone,” Swiss breathes, removing his ear buds.

“You didn’t tell me it was your birthday,” Aeon pouts, tucking his chin over Swiss’s shoulder.

Swiss turns his head, enough to brush his nose against Aeon’s hair. Talk right into his ear. “No?”

“No,” He chuffed, reveling in the way Swiss’s warm breath passed across his cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Wasn’t on purpose, just never came up. Sorry bug,” Swiss shrugged, patting his hands over the limbs wrapped around his middle.

Reluctantly, Aeon let his arms fall to his sides, letting Swiss step out of his range to retrieve a towel that got dropped during the ambush. “So?”

“So what?” The multi ghoul tossed over his shoulder as he refolded the fabric.

Aeon rolled up onto the balls of his feet. “How old are you?” He prodded.

The beat of silence made him drop back onto flat feet, suddenly uncertain. Was that not an appropriate thing to ask?

“Well,” Swiss starts, “I’ve been topside since the reign was shifted to our Papa-“

“Not what I meant,” the other interrupts.

The taller ghoul hums for a moment before giving his answer. Aeon nods slowly before stepping back into Swiss’s space again, this time wearing a grin. Too innocent for the way he crowds Swiss back against the table.

“Well,” Aeon huffs, “I may not have known it was your birthday, but I do have a present for you. Maybe a bit of an apology, too.”

“Is that so?” Swiss tilts his head, unable to stop the smile that splits across his face.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement. Finally, Aeon reaches to cup Swiss’s face in his hands, letting his fingers lightly scratch over the stubble on his cheeks. Before he can react, Aeon leans forward and places a quick peck to Swiss’s mouth, mostly kissing his teeth.

“Yeah?” Swiss barks a laugh, his head tilting the other way.

“One,” Aeon smiles.

“Just one? That’s it-“

The multi ghoul is cut off by another quick kiss.

“Two.”

Finally catching on, Swiss begins to melt into chuckles. He wraps his strong arms around Aeon, able to reciprocate the kisses now that he sees the game he’s started.

After the tenth kiss, Aeon’s not counting them out loud anymore. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t care, or maybe it’s because the kisses barely break enough for him to say anything. The kisses turn deeper, hotter, wetter. He’s letting his excitement wander, dropping a hand from Swiss’s face to pet at his chest. A shudder runs through him when he feels a wide palm slide up his back and rest on the crook of his neck, huddling Aeon closer. The quintessence ghoul indulges in Swiss’s form, allowing himself to trace the fat padded muscle going down his chest, his ribs, his stomach-

“Y’know,” Swiss mutters between soft licks and sharp fangs biting at his lips, “Plenty of other places could be getting this treatment, too.”

“Is that so?” Aeon chuffs, his fingers tracing the hem of the other's shirt.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement.

[caitified]

downtime

caitlin clark x reader (professional part 2)

warnings:none, just fluff but i’ll do something spicier for them if people want!

part 1 here

a few months had passed since that first kiss on the golf course, and everything had changed between you and caitlin. the easy flirtation had blossomed into something more—something real. you’d fallen into a routine of sorts, spending time at her apartment or sneaking away from her busy schedule to steal a few moments together. it wasn’t always easy, with her training and media obligations, but you made it work. you always did.

today, the two of you were lounging on the couch at her place, the late afternoon sun spilling through the windows. caitlin was dressed in a loose tank top and shorts, her legs draped over yours as you absentmindedly scrolled through your phone. she had her head resting on the back of the couch, eyes closed, looking more relaxed than you’d seen her in weeks.

but you couldn’t focus on your phone. your eyes kept drifting to her—how peaceful she looked, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks, her breathing steady and calm. it was a rare sight, seeing her like this, away from the intensity of the basketball court. she was usually so full of energy, constantly moving, but here, she was just caitlin. and she was yours.

“what’re you staring at?” she teased, her voice soft but amused as she cracked one eye open, catching you in the act. she tossed you a wink, her lips curving into a playful smile.

you grinned, not even trying to hide it. “just my super famous basketball player girlfriend,” you teased back, your tone light but affectionate. “no big deal.”

she chuckled, her laugh low and warm. “oh, so that’s all i am to you? just a basketball player?”

“yup. just a big star,” you replied, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “nothing else to see here.”

caitlin laughed again, but her hand found yours, intertwining your fingers as she pulled you closer. “you know, i’m more than that, right? i’m also pretty damn good at golf.”

“oh, don’t worry, i haven’t forgotten that part,” you teased, nudging her gently with your elbow.

she raised an eyebrow, her smile growing. “good, because i’m expecting you to keep me company on the course again this weekend.”

“only if you promise to hit a few more greens this time,” you replied, a playful glint in your eye. “i’ve got a reputation to uphold as your caddy, remember?”

“hey, i’m good at golf!” she protested, though her grin told you she didn’t mind the teasing. “i’m practically a pro now, thanks to you.”

you both laughed, and she gave your hand a soft squeeze, her expression growing more tender. “seriously though, i don’t know how i’d survive this crazy schedule without you.”

you smiled at her, your heart swelling with affection. “you don’t have to. i’m not going anywhere.”

caitlin leaned in, brushing her lips against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. when she pulled back, her forehead rested against yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“i know,” she whispered. “and i’m really glad.”

the quiet moment between you felt like a promise—a reminder that no matter how chaotic things got, no matter how demanding her career became, the two of you were in this together. you had each other’s backs, on the court, on the golf course, and everywhere in between.

“so,” caitlin said after a beat, her voice light again, “what do you want to do with the rest of the day?”

you glanced at the clock, noting that the afternoon was slipping into evening. “how about we grab some dinner? i’m thinking pizza.”

she groaned playfully. “ugh, again? you and your pizza obsession.”

“hey, you love it too,” you shot back with a grin. “don’t pretend you don’t.”

caitlin laughed, standing up and stretching, her shirt riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of skin. “fine, you win. pizza it is.”

you followed her to the kitchen, watching as she grabbed her phone to place the order. and even though it was such a simple, everyday moment—ordering pizza, laughing together—it was perfect. because it was with her. because she was the best part of your day, no matter what you were doing.

as she hung up the phone and turned back to you, her smile soft and easy, you couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky. this—her, the quiet moments, the teasing, the connection you shared—it was everything you’d never even known you wanted.

“what?” she asked, noticing the look on your face.

you shook your head, a smile tugging at your lips. “nothing. just thinking how much i love you.”

her expression softened, her eyes glowing with affection. “i love you too,” she said quietly, stepping closer to wrap her arms around your waist. “more than you know.”

and with that, she leaned in, pressing her lips to yours in a kiss that was slow, sweet, and filled with all the love you had for each other.

[lifeofkaze]

♦️ for each member of equinox, please (and I don’t have the symbol but feel free to do the smutty one for them too)

I love these asks. These are exciting. Let's do this.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

Jaz: Jaz has too much energy to stay still for a long time, she will always be out and about either working out, exploring, playing the drums, surfing... whatever to get her energy out. When she's running and tired of listening to music, she has a plethora of true crime podcasts on her phone to choose from.

Leon: Leon used to be a regular on leftist demonstrations until 1) he got himself arrested when things got a *little* out of hand and 2) the label told him to knock the activism off - both personally and creatively. Not wanting to hurt the trajectory they were on at the time, Leon complied. Nowadays, he mainly occupies himself with - surprise - any form of music.

Mara: In every city they go to, Mara takes every chance to sneak away from the others to explore historical and/or abandoned sites to soak in the atmosphere and practise her photography there. Also, she likes romance novels, the cheesier the better (but you didn't get that from me. It's a secret. Shhh.)

Mel: Mel is renowned for not allowing anyone to take their food spicier than she does. Can she handle it? No. Does that matter to her? Absolutely not.

Ev: His favourite things outside of music are motorbikes. His second favourite thing are splatter movies - the gorier the better.

Kris: Kris (literally) grew up on the beaches of Australia's west coast. According to him, he could surf before he could walk. According to Jaz, that's a gross exaggeration but who believes her anyway.

✿ - Sex headcanon

Jaz: It's no secret Jaz loves a good shot of adrenaline and when it comes to sex, she's no different. Places you're not supposed to be, a bit of risk, some sneaking around, fear of getting discovered... it adds just the right edge to the fun, in her opinion.

Leon: Leon is all here for sensual experiences. May it be ice cubes, feathers, blindfolds, substances... whatever enhances the senses, he's all in.

Mara: Even though she sometimes feels like the odd one out in her band, Mara doesn't particularly like one-night stands. She's not prudish or anything, but she prefers to build a connection first before she goes any further.

Mel: Mel is a natural performer to the core, and it carries from the stage into the bedroom. She loves a good (or bad) roleplay, and it happened more than once that she got so into it that sexy time ended in fits of giggles and laughter. But who's to blame? Her girlfriend is hot when she laughs.

Ev: Ev is used to having the upper hand, or pretending to have the upper hand, so in the bedroom he's happy to cease control from time to time. He will not ask for it though. He will never ask for it.

Kris: Kris is as relaxed as they come and easily pleased. He's not much into games, however, and prefers to meet his partner at eye level. Some may call it boring but he's yet to complain. Or have someone else do it.

[hypergamiss]

hello queen, I have a pathetic question about dating: how to not feel jealous at those who seem like they’ve found “the one” already? Ik all that stuff about everyone being on their own journey and stuff, but it does hurt sometimes. I’ve never even dated so seeing everyone find their one is heartbreaking sometimes. Ik there’s the bad parts of dating such as my friend saying her guy is the one and love of her life (they recently bought a house together) but also that he plays video games often and she feels bored and lonely at times. Sometimes tho I just want that relationship for the dumb sake of saying I have a boyfriend, or that attention. How the hell do you get over it and be content with yourself? It genuinely feels like no one is single around me /: maybe I’d feel differently if I had some single friends to relate to? Idk I just feel jealous all the time, and it isn’t good for me or my future. I should be focusing on creating the best version of myself but this insecurity is holding me back. It feels like a what do these girls have that I don’t? My friend told me a lot of ppl just settle and that’s why they’re in relationships but it didn’t make me feel better. I just want to find my “one” perfect ambition, hard working guy already. Sorry for venting, I love your account and advice.

Listen, social media is a dating reality show edited to make you feel like a loser. All you get are the bouquets and champagne dates, never the screaming match about dirty dishes. But lemme tell you, relationships are WORK. Even those picture-perfect couples have their "Why did I do this?" moments and silent car rides filled with unspoken resentment. That's just reality, even if it doesn't fit on an Instagram caption.

Being single can be tough, but let's not pretend relationships are a magic fix. It's about trading one set of problems for another, usually spicier ones. Don't get me wrong, the right person is worth it, but life isn't a fairytale. Notice how those couples with the constant PDA often go silent when things get messy?

Here's where self-discovery comes in. Sometimes those relationship cravings are masking something else – a need for excitement, validation, whatever. Figuring that out is way more productive than doom-scrolling relationship goals.

You think having a partner is this automatic happiness upgrade, but I've been on the other side, in a relationship feeling lonelier than ever. Trust me, it's a mind-blowing kind of awful, followed by a new level of depression. That's the thing nobody talks about.

So, I rock my single status because guess what? I've got standards. Settling for mediocrity just to avoid being alone? Nope. I'd rather invest my energy elsewhere. Because contrary to all that rom-com nonsense, you can't outsource your happiness to another person. You gotta build that for yourself.

A healthy relationship is two happy people adding to each other's lives, not draining each other dry with emotional baggage. That's why I'm perfectly content rolling solo until the right one comes along. Do you want dependence and drama? There are plenty of trashy reality shows for that.

Yeah, it's different from the usual "find your soulmate" BS, but it's REAL. You want fulfillment? Build that life for yourself first. The rest either falls into place, or you realize you're happier without another person's dirty socks in the mix.

[arsenalgbt]

How we have not spoken about them hooking up yet is beyond me! Sex is what takes their feelings from friendship with a dash of lust to love with a whole helping of lust and it surprises them both when it happens. Declan likes to keep fit, he hates that he’s stuck working at a desk all day and that he’s in his car for ages in London traffic so he goes to the gym during the week and sometimes joins KT and his friends in playing a soccer match in the park for a laugh during the weekend. It’s late one Saturday afternoon when Dec returns home, stiff and sweaty and in desperate need of a massage. Kai hasn’t been wating for him to come home or anything, he was at Jurrien’s apartment until an hour before Dec got home but Kai’s happy to see him – he doesn’t like being home alone. Kai asks what’s when he notices Dec is uncomfortable, a sense of protectiveness coming over him, and when Dec says he needs a massage, Kai offers to roll out the knots between his shoulders. Saturday nights are their movie nights and Kai doesn’t want Dec to have to go to bed early or anything. Dec accepts the offer and removes his shirt and Kai gets to work, rubbing his hands expertly over Dec’s skin. He doesn’t expect Declan to moan, neither of them did, but suddenly it’s all Kai can think about as he starts putting more pressure on the area between his husband’s shoulder blades. Declan feels like his body is on fire, he has a newfound energy and when he moans again and hears Kai chuckle at him – he stands up and turns around with a sense of anger. He is not the type of person that Kai should be laughing at. It doesn’t take long for Declan to have Kai pressed up against the wall and for them to be making out. They don’t even make it to the bedroom, Declan fucks Kai for the first time in their living room. He also fucks him in there for a second time a little while later and a third time a little while after that before they decide to talk about it.

Kai does tell Jurrien and he doesn’t expect it to be a big deal. He’d been honest with Jurrien and told him that he’d have to fuck Declan eventually, Jurrien knew that Kai would have to get pregnant and keep getting pregnant until he had a son. Jurrien had managed to convince himself he was fine with all of it but now Kai’s telling him he slept with his husband and seems to be happy about it, like he enjoyed it rather than thinking of it as a duty. Jurrien feels like Kai has cheated on him.

Now, question for you, how do you think Ben, Leo and KT feel about Kai pre the baby thing? I feel like Ben and Leo would have an easier time with him and the marriage than Kieran would have. Kieran is still against marrying for business and while Leo, now agrees that it’s probably not the right thing to do, he still understands and accepts that Dec did it.

my dear anon my compadre my shenanigans enabler.......... many apologies I've been busy (writing ofc!!) so let me reply to you now!

literally 100% gonna write that as the reason why deckai fucked for the first time. yep. no notes!!! perfection!

however: ((( Jurrien knew that Kai would have to get pregnant and keep getting pregnant until he had a son. ))) now, I will have to see because I do have my own plot point that is kinda spicier I think lolllllllllll. but I love this different perspective! so never say never. jurrien, honey, u need to touch some grass cough

to answer ur question; agreed that ben and Leo were alright with deckai's arranged marriage - a very common practice among their circle of rich kids LOL. ben took one look at kai's picture, and commented on his immaculate sense of style. Leo said, "He seems... fragile." (hooo boy) and KT didn't have much opinion on it like after years of befriending this bunch of rich kids nothing surprises him anymore ajkskf

[rebe-draws]

Firstly I just want to say oh my goodness hello and thank you everyone for the art appreciation! I’m happy people like Scrap! Secondly HAHA HI AABRIA!! @quiddie Love your work. LOVE Suvi. Love these questions! Now uh how much time do you have ‘cause I have so many thoughts about this little bastard man of mine and his place in the world of Umora. I’m gonna answer your questions AND add some more info! Why not! I’ll try to keep it brief :) Q1: Is Scram the winged opossum a Faunalog? Scram is absolutely a faunalog / imchin (hope I got that right!) Scrap and Scram very much adopted each-other, the outcasts and pests gotta stick together. Dude keeps trying to smuggle his little friend into the Bloody Carnival and I imagine Mr. Losario has absolutely NONE of it.

Q2: Scrap’s Age? LISTEN I hadn’t totally decided on it - like, maybe mid 20’s max - HOWEVER imagining him in the same grade or year as Suvi? Losing my mind going feral I love it oh my god please-and-thankyew. Does that make the fact he gave himself (and yes his possum too) an S name even SPICIER? I hope it does because it was absolutely a move of spite against Wizards on his part. If that means it gets hairy between Suvi and him I am so signing up for that! *chanting* fight fight fight.  Q3: LEGALLY HE HAS TO TO TELL YOU IF HE’S A SPIRIT – I’m itching to draw this scene play out HAHAHAHA. Good lord he doesn’t even know what exactly he is! He’d totally play along with the idea he could be a spirit if it meant messing with someone like Suvi. Dude’s a cheeky bastard. Dude would also be panicking because what do you mean Steel’s daughter is in the Bloody Carnival!? And friends with that cool regular guy (Ersulon) who visits a lot!? “I’m just the guy who serves drinks and cleans up the vomit and blood– WHY IS SHE WALKING TOWARDS ME.” Suvi grilling him on his magic too? Actually shitting himself but laughing to pretend like he’s not. Hey look, if Suvi’s bringing those magic butterflies into the equation, he’ll commit to the bit to prove a point. And. Try not to eat the magic butterfly in the process– don’t worry about it, more on that later. For what it’s worth if Suvi’s goin’ at him full weird, full no-filter, THE weird kid from school is gonna give that energy right back! 

MORE WALL OF TEXT TIME - General Scrap Lore from my brain

He gave himself the moniker ‘Scrap’ as a petty move against the Wizards, yes haha. He would’ve been known before as Jack. The name Jack is a meta nod to Hedgemage lore Brennan introduced at the start of the campaign with some mages imbuing their magic into playing cards. ‘Jack’ in particular a direct reference to the poker card of course. 

Scrap was goddamn terrible at school. He was a kid from a nothing family but showed some real magic potential, managed to claw his way into the studies through the Demmings academic track (like page Yulia with Banners!) but absolutely flunked. It wasn’t failing classes that got him dropped though - he had something of an “incident” himself - think somethin’ like what happened with Suvi and Hannah with the Aerith. And think Wild Magic surge. TLDR: He … accidentally hit a fireball on self. Barely survived. Consequences ensued. Now that he’s out of school he’s gone real ‘bottom of the barrel’, rubbing elbows with some real shady hedgemages and the like, trying to make do with the Citadel’s “scraps” … hence his moniker! 

As a Wild Magic sorcerer I sort of imagined he is a kind of vessel for raw magic. And therefore always hungry for it. Very hungry (why he could want to eat the magic buttefly, among other things). And sensitive to it as well, I imagine he has a kind of ‘synaesthesia’ for magic. Think a bit like Detect Magic. Which is why he wears goggles a looot of the time. Shit’s too bright in the city. But hey man. You gotta stay fed. P.S I am losing my mind imagining what he’d be up to with the Citadel, particularly Haverward, on hard lock-down. Wuh-oh. ANYWAY I could literally talk about this dude and the story you and the crew are telling ALL day so I’m gonna cut it here for now! I’ll be posting more about him and his witch friend Anoushka in the future for sure !! Goddamn I love this game.

P.P.S Always open to more questions too if anyone has any! 

The hedgemage 'Scrap' (wild magic sorcerer) meets the Wizard, the Witch and the Wild One! This was just a fun thing I came up with for my World's Beyond Number OC HAHAHA. He's kickin' it in the Citadel and I always wonder what he'd be up to with the current goings-ons there. And I always wondered how he'd go meeting the crew! ENSUE tense Wizard VS Sorcerer moment LOL I love the gang so much! Had to do a bonus moment of the familiars meeting :) does anyone else have characters they've made up for this world? I'd so love to hear about them!

[artofliving1]

Running After A Thing Called the Mind : A Meditator’s Guide

Everthing’s perfect. The room is quiet, devices are on silent mood and you’re easing into the lotus posture, ready to get into the world of meditation. A dim memory of a bill payment looms up, out of nowhere. Was it due today? No wait, it’s not until four days. Will mark my calendar, right after meditation.

The smile appears on the face, again, and silence starts seeping in.

Wait, what’s that smell? Have I switched off the stove? Hmm, now that I’m thinking, need to add to the list of groceries for tomorrow’s dinner. Wait, come back!

This happens. Sometimes, thoughts just drizzling in the mind before meditation and before you know it, there’s a downpour. Something that happened yesterday, going to happen tomorrow, planning for the day…happiness, pride about something that went well, anxiety about the outcome of something else… everything snowballs. It’s normal for it to happen. Thoughts don’t seek our permission and knock on our door. Yet meditation is the act of relaxing you and stocking you up with more energy and focus. And yes, it’s easy to help yourself to free yourself from thoughts when you’re meditating.

# It’s Alright:

Accept all thoughts when you meditate. Let them come. Thoughts come and go away too. Observing this phenomenon will settle the mind. What helps is sitting to meditate in a state of surrender. When you meditate, simply let go and enjoy. With this you will find the mind gradually coming to rest.

# Observe:

When sitting to meditate, simply observe the thoughts come and go, like passing clouds. It’s easy to want to hold onto a thought, mull on it. When you’re meditating, just let it go. The trick is to not get into a conversation with the thought. Tempting as it may be, let’s not think about whether it’s a really great idea or “How could I have just said that about my boss?” - even if it’s in my head! Let’s not label thoughts. Just observe.

# Practice Makes Perfect:

It maybe be easy…to find reasons not to meditation daily. Yet, don’t. It will turn out to be one of the best things you do for yourself. Just set the time aside as your ‘me’ time, your date with yourself. The practice of meditation will nurture you from inside to really be your best in everything that you choose to be. So just honor that commitment and time you’ve decided to put aside for meditation.

# A for Awareness:

During meditation, awareness about just one mantra could really help bring focus and ease into the practice. For the time you’re meditating, just remember: ‘I am nothing; I want nothing; I do nothing’. No lawyer, baker, sportsperson. No lists of what I need to buy next season. No cooking, cleaning, mailing and shopping. Just for the time of your meditation. The awareness of this one simple mantra will truly bring back the mind, every time it decides to go for a walk.

# It’s Truly Delicious:

We are what we eat. The adage, though clinched, is true. Food affects our thoughts. And the spicier the food, more busier is the traffic of thoughts. Usually. So making little changes in your lifestyle, food patterns will, over time, yield results. A little fasting will also cleanse the system and give it a break. You might even want to get a pulse reading done and find out more about your constitution.

There are many who have benefited with the Ayurvedic way of life – you might want to venture into the fascinating world of healing herbs and therapies. These don’t interfere with your current patterns of doing things. Yet complement what you do – with some stunning results.

# Time for a headstand:

If you’re really feeling restless, a little bit of yoga and pranayama would go a long, long way. You could do some warm ups or following some interesting sequences from The Sri Sri Yoga Studio. Yoga and breathing techniques help to remove the restlessness from the body-mind and get you ready for meditation. If you’re pressed for time, even ten minutes would help. And you could gradually build upto a more longer, challenging sequence.

If you are still looking for more methods to control the mind, register yourself for the next Art of Living Sahaj Samadhi course. The mantra meditation taught works like an eraser, cleaning our consciousness at various levels and dissolving any thoughts. Download & use the Sattva App on your phone and track your commitment towards your practice.

[honoviadakai]

Diaboys at a Carne Asada with Hispanic S/O/Reader: Sakamaki edition

Shu

So you’d have to warn this lazy ass at least a week in advance so he can mentally, physically and spiritually prepare to be productive and social

He’ll go but don't expect him to hold back on the complaints on the way to the gathering

“I could be blissfully sleeping right now...but I’m coming to see your family with you...You owe me big time later...”

Generally he’s polite and will say Hi to everyone but he’s not loving how loud it generally is so he might just stick to you like glue

If anyone starts speaking in Spanish to him his brain freezes and you’re now his translator

He’ll pick up SOME Spanish by the end of the day but I stg its nothing useful, its mostly lewd stuff

Honestly not a fan of the music...at first. Let him kinda absorb the music and he’ll find a weird appreciation for it

Might be up for dancing if you ask nicely beg

Enjoys the food until he experiences your tias, mom and abuelita ganging up on him and insisting that he eat more

Best way to save him is to drag him onto the dance floor

Honestly he’s not gonna know what to do at first because the music is so new to him

Let him find his rhythm because when he done...honey he’s so good at Salsa dancing it should be illegal

He’s so smug about it too and will ABSOLUTELY try to make the dance as sensual as possible just to rile you up

He’ll socialize with the older males of your family like your dad and tios quite a lot because the talks are much quieter than the actual party area and honestly he kinda loves vibing with them

Absolutely hates the beer though, Cerveza is just not his cup of tea

Tbh not a fan of any of the alcoholic drinks tbh, they’re either too sweet for him or they taste too strongly of alcohol for his pallet

LOVES Jicama though

Can’t handle spicy food but low key really likes the flavor for some of the spicier dishes???

But don’t give him too much of the spicy dishes cuz he’s dying after one bite…yikes…

Wont play with your younger relatives if they ask him to tbh, he doesnt have the energy

He WILL, however, talk to them and tell them stories if they REALLY wanna hang out with him

Because of his low energy, your family has nicknamed him “El Güero Flojo” or “Huevon” by the end of the night

Honestly kinda liked the experience and he finds your family endearing

“Going again sounds annoyingly exhausting...but it could be fun...”

Reiji

Hooboi this boi is really out of his element here 

First of all, he’s 100% going because he wants to meet/impress your family so convincing him is not the problem

The problem is keeping him there the whole time

His big issue is that while he’s aware that many cultures exist, he did not live in that reality. He’s a vampire prince and he’s use to a specific genre of “family gatherings” so this is a bit much for him

Poor boi is so over dressed one of your tios might offer him a change of clothes

Honestly he takes it purely because he saw what was being served and knew it was the better option to 6 hours of washing out stains on his Stefano Ricci suit

He’ll try to be social with your family but honestly he’ll be a little painfully awkward at first.

Honestly just let him go help out in the kitchen and everything will be fine

He’s so helpful and efficient in the kitchen that everyone lets him take charge of serving everyone, the only struggle he’s facing is he has no idea what the food is or how to prepare it but give him a quick recipe and explanation and it ain’t even a problem fam

The Kids there weirdly like him???

Like, they think he’s a little stuffy and strict but he makes really good pozole so they like him

He wont play with them necessarily but he will spectate him if they ask him to and he’s weirdly like a little cheerleader for them in his own way

“Don’t kick the ball so hard. Pick up your knees more when you run...There we go Miguel, much better form.”

Don’t give him spicy food…he can’t handle it…like at all….just don’t

Really likes tamales and other dishes like it because it’s presented in a nice, neat little package

He HATES the alcoholic beverages, cant even smell some of them without making a disgusted face so he can’t have a cerveza with the men to bond

He can however listen to them as they explain the brewing process of drinks like tequila, he’ll even take notes!

Picks up Spanish weirdly fast so he WILL understand you and your family by the end of the day

He’s never heard Hispanic music in his long life so dancing is definitely not his strength this time

Give him a hot minute and you’ll both discover he’s really good at Rumba, Tango and Salsa dancing.

ABSOLUTELY will help clean up after, you expect him to leave dishes dirty in the sink even at someone else’s home? Absolutely not!

Over all kinda enjoyed experiencing you culture with you and your family so he won’t be opposed to returning

“Your family is quite different from mine. I actually didn’t mind it, perhaps we can return another day.”

Ayato

Oh hes gonna LOVE this

A social gathering where he can eat, drink and dance to his heart’s content, be casually himself and no one’s gonna scold him for it? sign him up!

For sure the life of the party

Boi can tear it up on the dancefloor, like ayo come get your manz before he accidentally makes your cousin Dolores swoon for him

Absolutely AMAZING at dancing Cumbia, Cha-Cha, Bachata and Reggeaton

Your Abuelita loves him tbh, he eats and talks with her(mostly cuz she spoils him and he LOVES it)

He can handle some spicy dishes but not all so be careful

Loves all the savory dishes tbh

Cracks a cold one open with the men, quickly learns the way of “cerveza and chill” and just bonds with a bunch of your tios, cousins and even your dad

High key likes Cerveza with lime and salt and straight tequila

LOVES Fanta, like he had 16 bottles by the end of the day

Even the kids at the gathering love him cuz he plays with them when they ask, like they are fighting over who gets to play with him at some point.

Does not understand Spanish, doesn’t really learn much while he’s there, will 100% act like he understands what everyone is saying

Over all loves the experience, 10/10 wants to go again soon

“That was fun! Ore-sama demands to come back for another party! Especially if your mom makes arepas again!”

Kanato

...Finna be honest...leave this one at home...

Getting him there in the first place is a miracle, getting him to be polite and sociable is a whole other beast

If he does go, he’s honestly gonna act like a bratty feral cat 90% of the time

Will probably legit get mad if someone tries to talk to him in Spanish because he doesn’t understand what’s being said to him

God help you if he gets into an argument with someone...it wont be pretty for all parties involved

I can for sure see him getting into an argument over candy or desserts served at the gathering because he’s gonna wanna eat it all and not let any of the kids or other guests have any

He’s definitely gonna get smacked with a chancla...and it goes down hill from there

you honestly might have to leave early...or just...stay home

Laito

Ok so you’d think he’d be a disaster right?

WRONG!

He’s actually pretty pleasant to have at the Carne Asada

Except for a few things...

He might check out a few of your family members just to tease you.

He might even flirt with them just to get a reaction out of someone...you’re gonna have to protect him from any fists that come flying his way honey...

Other than that he’s much like Ayato in that he’s a social butterfly that will dance the night away with you and just enjoy spending time with your family

Some of the food will be a little too heavy and/or spicy for him but he’ll eat every bite he’s given to make you and your family happy

Not a huge fan of any of the beer your tios brought but that aint stopping him from socializing bby!

They might tease the hell outta him for not liking the beer though

Like Shu, he’s gonna have trouble picking up Spanish but he will learn quite a bit of it!

Unfortunately…he will learn some dirty things…blame your teenage cousins

He will be somewhat conversational in Spanish though, will need you to translate though

Likes Tequila though and he absolutely will try to do a tequila shot on you

Honestly his favorite drink isn’t even the tequila, it’s the Grapefruit flavored Jarritos soda

Will also play with the kids if they ask him but unlike Ayato, he doesn’t have the unlimited stamina needed to play with children

This man is a MASTER of Bachata, Samba and Reggaeton so be prepared to be literally swept off your feet

Honestly really loves your family, culture and traditions so he’s for sure gonna wanna come back anytime someone invites you to a carne asda

“Fufufu~ That was fun, Bitch-chan! I could’ve stayed for ages if it hadn’t ended!~ I hope we can come back soon!”

Subaru

*evil chuckle* oooh this one’s gonna be fun!

He THINKS he knows what hes getting into when you invite him along to your family’s Carne Asada

HE’S WRONG! OH SO WRONG!

The moment he steps into the host’s house it’s nothing but welcoming, smiling faces and embraces from your family

Watching this boy get severe whiplash from the warm and welcoming atmosphere is both hilarious and heartwarming

He’s gonna be an awkward duck in the beginning so expect him to just kinda follow you around like a lost puppy

As much as he’d like to hide, he stands out like a sore thumb because of his albinism(being an undead vampire doesn’t help tbh) so he’ll have no choice but be subject to your family asking him if he’s cold while putting a heavy coat on him despite already having one, relatives insisting he sit in the sun with them and everyone giving him heavy and hearty food because for some reason, they’re convinced he’s anemic

The irony HA

It’ll take time but he’ll start to open up and even like the loving, familial atmosphere

He’ll open up to your younger relatives first tbh

They’ll ask him to play with them and he’ll begrudgingly go play if they’re persistent enough

Any family pets on the premises somehow find him and immediately start giving him affection and they will not leave Everyone took photos LMAO

Will be invited to have cerveza with the men and while he’s indiferent about the beer, he kinda likes how your dad and other male relatives are just casual and welcoming while they talk to him

Will find his favorite drink, it’s horchata

Now you would think little Tsunbaru would have a nonexistent spice tolerance, but he can handle it like a champ!

He genuinely likes the taste and it honestly doesn’t burn that bad to him so he’ll eat some really spicy dishes

He might be a little scared of your Tias when they try to spoil him so expect him to lash out at them a little

They’re gonna continue spoiling him anyway and even pinch his cheeks and tease him for the outburst they can sense the tsun in this one

he’s a little awkward on the dance floor at first but if you get him to relax he’s actually surprisingly good at dancing bachata and cumbia

He WANTS to learn Spanish so badly because you speak to your family predominately in Spanish but he does not pick it up quickly

He does learn a few words and phrases by the end of the night but his pronunciation is ROUGH

Like stereotypical “white guy trying to speak Spanish” levels of rough

By the end of the night your family has dubbed him “Blancanieves” because He weirdly does remind them of Snow white...In a weird Tsundere way(For the love of everyone’s enjoyment do not translate that to him, let him be confused, PLEASE)

overall it’s an emotional roller coaster for him but he had fun

your family will beg you to bring him again and he’ll “reluctantly” agree every time

“Fine I’ll go...But I’m only going again cuz’ you’re all so annoyingly insistent! Not like I really wanna go or anything...baka...”

[dudeandduchess]

Kyojuro and “I like the way your hand fits in mine.” if you have the time and energy please. Thank you.

Hey hey, Ren!!! I hope you like it! ❤️‍🔥 I had this idea since a couple of days ago, and me and Biz just fleshed it out during a jam session. Now, here’s me polishing it for a fic. The prompt was just so perfect that I had to put it here. I hope you like it! 😌❤️‍🔥

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Kyōjurō x F!S/O: Ramen Nights (Fluff, Modern AU, SFW Scenario)

Summary: Wherein Kyōjurō’s wife wakes up with a craving for ramyeon. Full domestic fluff.

Kyōjurō didn’t even know what time it was. All that he knew that was there was something shaking him awake. At first, his initial thought was to wake his wife up and run out of their apartment— with her slung over his shoulder— in case it was an earthquake. However, he was proven wrong, and really dragged from his sleep, when she called his name out in a whisper.

“Kyō? Kyōjurō?” (Y/n) uttered in a tiny whisper, all while moving her hand on her husband’s arm, to start poking his chest. “Kyō, wake up.”

He didn’t even want to open his eyes, and everything in his body told him to keep sleeping, but his wife’s soft pleas had him cracking his eyes open, all while he stretched his arm that she had been using as a pillow. “Mm? Yeah, baby? Are you okay?”

Instead of answering immediately, (Y/n) had to pause— both physically and mentally— as she made the mistake of looking too closely up at Kyōjurō. Even with how horrible the light from her bedside lamp made her look, it still made the blond look so handsome.

He was so close to looking ethereal, in her opinion. But she wasn’t going to tell him that; he already had a big enough head— especially with her entire family loving him so much. Deep down though, she still believed that he was the most handsome man in the world.

“(Y/n)? Is something wrong?”

At that, the young woman quickly shook her thoughts from her head— knowing that she would pick them up at a later hour. Then slowly, her lips quirked up into a small smile, as she made sure to give her husband her best pleading look. “I’m hungry, Kyō. I want some ramyeon.”

Her craving played right into her husband’s skillset too, which had her waking him up in the first place. Had she craved for anything else, she would have gotten up and done it herself, because for all of Kyōjurō’s perfection, he also had some flaws.

Like how he couldn’t cook anything except fried eggs, rice, and instant ramen. And that hadn’t been without months of teaching Kyōjurō how to do things just right— including cleaning the kitchen up spotlessly afterwards. Even Senjurō had been pleasantly surprised when Kyōjurō had made him rice and a fried egg when he came over to visit.

“Ramyeon is the spicy one, right? That Korean one you like.”

Slowly, (Y/n)’s small smile tipped up into a sweet grin, silently thanking the gods that she had such a kind husband. “Yes, the one that has the same name as your dad.”

“My dad… Shin…” The young man mumbled softly, before cracking a smile and turning so he could press a kiss to his wife’s forehead. “Dad ramen. That’s funny.”

It really wasn’t, but Kyōjurō was just so adorable that (Y/n) didn’t have the heart to tell him that. “With two eggs, okay?”

“I know, baby. And add green onions if we have them, as well as mushrooms,” The blond answered with a grin, as he reluctantly pulled away from his wife and got out of bed. However, even if he had already kissed her forehead, he still leaned down and brushed another kiss against the top of her head.

“I love you, Kyō,” (Y/n) bid gently, all while trying to bite back a blush and a flustered smile that wanted to make themselves known on her face.

However, her effort was all for naught when Kyōjurō answered, “I love you more.”

And with that, he slipped his home slippers on, before making his way to the kitchen to make her request. All the while, (Y/n) sat up on the bed and turned the TV on to keep her occupied while waiting for her midnight snack.

After all, she didn’t want to miss out on another one of hers and Kyōjurō’s ‘Ramen Nights’. Safe to say that it was a common occurrence in their household, that’s why it had gotten a name in the first place. And it was during those nights that she got to spend time with her husband— without life getting in the way and cutting their time short; as the world was already asleep, and they were free to just bask in each other’s company.

Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Kyōjurō to cook her ramyeon; coming back to their room with it in a bowl paired off with only one set of chopsticks.

They were so used to that song and dance that (Y/n) immediately turned the TV off, before hitting the switch for Kyōjurō’s bedside lamp— illuminating their room even more— before she set off to wait for him to sit down by the end of her bed. And once he was all settled, she gingerly climbed onto his lap— wanting to straddle him, but settling for sitting sideways instead.

“Made with extra love,” Kyōjurō whispered as he handed the bowl over to her, all before pressing the gentlest of kisses against her cheek. “Just for you, baby.”

“Thank you, Kyō,” (Y/n) uttered sincerely, giving him a peck on his lips in return— and also earning the most adorable blush on his cheeks. Even after five months of being married, and two years of being together, he never ceased to be so cute whenever she caught him off guard.

After that, all conversation between them stopped; it was just the two of them enjoying each other’s company— with (Y/n) taking turns feeding Kyōjurō too. They were in their own little bubble, and it was obvious that they loved it there; judging by the tiny smiles and the lingering kisses that they shared every once in a while.

“This tastes even spicier from your lips,” Kyōjurō whispered after pulling away from one such kiss. He even made a show of licking his own lips, then winking at his wife— which was totally worth it when she started giggling like a teenager. “You make it so spicy, baby.”

“What would I have ever done without you, Kyō?”

“You don’t have to think about that, since I’d have always found a way to meet you,” At that, the young man took the empty bowl from his wife’s hands and set it down next to him on the bed. Then he wrapped on arm around her waist, as the other one wrapped around one of her hands— which she had set down on her thighs.

Slowly, he brought the hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to each of her fingers; before rubbing his thumb over her knuckles in an effort to soothe her. “After all, you’re my soulmate.”

(Y/n) felt her tears prickling the backs of her eyes at that, but she blinked in the hopes of keeping them at bay. She didn’t want to ruin such a good time with the waterworks— even if her pregnancy hormones were the one responsible for her being so emotional.

Seeing that, Kyōjurō brought her hand back up to his lips, before tightening his grip on it. “Have I ever told you how much I love the way your hand fits in mine? Like you were made just for me.”

It was a clear ploy to distract her from her tears, but it only served to make her heart melt even more for her husband. “You’re too perfect for me, Kyō.”

“You’re wrong, baby. You’re the one who’s perfect; my perfect wife.” Those words didn’t fail to finally have the waterworks running; (Y/n) could even feel her face scrunching up into one of her undesirable crying expressions, so she quickly wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck— even burying her face against his skin.

“I love you.”

Instead of pulling her away to check on her, Kyōjurō brought his arms up and wrapped them tightly around (Y/n)— even rubbing her back as she kept on whispering her words of love for him. He would be crazy to even turn her away, when he loved every single thing that she was saying; especially adding in the fact that she was pregnant with their first child.

Kyōjurō could only hold her closer to him, before pressing a kiss to the side of her face, before grazing his lips by her ear. “I love you the most, (Y/n). I’m never letting you go.”

[the-void-writes]

HAPPY STS

I liked this question and I feel like you did too >:]

So ... Rank you OCs by their general loudness. 😏 (Can be SFW or NSFW, since it's from me 😏❤️✨)

@bloodlessheirbyjacques

@bloodlessheirbyjacques 😏😏😏 Both is good 🤣 I’ll just do a few people from the Paradise crew

For the ranking: 1 is the quietest, 10 is the loudest.

Gazali: 5

He’s the perfect in-between. He loves talking with people and being a good host, but he can be gentle and quiet whenever someone needs it, like Frank. Sometimes if he’s excited, his deep voice makes things shake, but it’s not an everyday occurrence, so his citizens don’t have to worry too much.

Frank: 3

Keeps to himself unless he’s with friends, but even then, he’s still pretty quiet. But when he laughs, it’s pretty loud, and it tends to scare people who don’t know him that well. Alex told a joke once and almost fell over when Frank reacted to it.

Alex: 7

Between flirting with Javi and play-fighting in the amphitheater, he’s pretty loud. People aren’t too surprised when they hear Irish swearing in the distance.

Javi: 6

Only slightly quieter than Alex because of his new voice, but he sings a bit and is just as big of a flirt as Alex.

Pedra: 5

Like the king, she’s a great in-between. She taunts and laughs during swordfights, but she can turn around and put someone to sleep with her voice.

Josephine: 4

Fairly quiet, speaks elegantly, sings Sophie to sleep whenever she’s scared. It’s even scarier if she’s mad at someone because they never hear her coming.

Dante: 6

Party guy, loves chatting and being obnoxious to Gazali. Does a lot of the talking whenever he knows Will’s not feeling well.

Will: 2

This guy is just too tired and sore to speak most of the time. When he has the energy, though, he’s still really quiet. It’s almost a struggle to hear him. He mumbles to himself a lot.

Spicier answers under the cut. 18+ only.

Gazali: 4

Kind of quiet during the act, but mostly because he’s invested in his partner’s pleasure. He’ll whisper and tease them and smile to himself because they’re so cute. But he can be vocal, if you find the right spot.

Frank: 20

This nerd can SCREAM 🤣 Those secret kinks of his don’t help matters, either. But Gazali adores it and is very loving and tender with him. He makes sure Frank doesn’t hurt himself, and may or may not be taking notes on which things get the loudest reaction. Frank may yell at his partners for teasing him, but deep down, he’s happy to finally indulge himself.

Alex: 5

He’s actually quieter whenever he sleeps with someone, which Javi thinks is cute. Alex is still vocal, though, he just makes these sweet, soft little noises of bliss. Of course, if he and Javi are trying something new, he won’t be able to control his volume.

Javi: 6

Javi’s volume does not go down 😂 He is loud in and out of the bedroom. He and Alex spent way too long hiding their love from the world, and now Javi wants everyone to know how much he loves his husband. He can literally hold a conversation with Alex while they’re going at it.

Pedra: 4

Again, slightly quieter during intimacy. She just adores her wife so much and wants her to know that she’s the only one who makes her feel this excited. When they’re out on the boat, though, they can be as loud as they want 😏

Josephine: 5

Would have been a 3, but Pedra has encouraged her to let loose and express her feelings. Her wife is very good at making her more vocal.

Dante: 4

Just like his king (but don’t tell him that or he’ll explode), Dante loves his partner’s pleasure. He could literally get drunk off of it (Empathy powers, baby). With Will, he likes to make little jokes in between just to keep Will’s anxiety down. Sometimes he can’t help it and starts going off about how much he loves his partner. He also gets more vocal when someone praises or compliments him, which Will is happy to do.

Will: 3

Would have been completely silent if Dante wasn’t so good to him. He’s scared that he’ll mess something up, but Dante always reassures him. He cries a bit just because the feelings are new and overwhelming, and after Dante makes sure that he isn’t hurting him, they go at a softer pace.

[random-mha-thoughts]

Thigh Highs (Part 2)

Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Shinsou Hitoshi, Todoroki Shouto (bonus!)

Genre: Spice 😏 College AU!

Scenario: Your boyfriend sees you wearing thigh high socks for the first time in your relationship.

PART 1

Word count: 1,655

Tags: @cyanide9602​ @yuki-osaki​​ @liviitehe​​ @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog​​ 

a/n: Here’s 2 more best boys Sharkbabe and Shinboi, and a small spicier Todo scenario for my fellow Shouto simps 😉 Here are some more boys simping over thicc thighs. Enjoy the spice before I post some angst 😁

And yes, it’s always Todoroki thirst hours hush

Kirishima Eijirou

You have nothing better to do this weekend; assignments are all finished, exams were done for the week, and you really don’t feel like watching or reading anything new.  That last one is particularly because your boyfriend is off doing who-knows-what with his friends.  Thinking about it leaves a frown on your face.  It’s not that you don’t want your boyfriend to have friends - in fact, you were the one who had told him that he was spending too much time with you and he was abandoning his other relationships - but now he was taking it overboard; the entire week he was with his bros and paid no attention to you!

So here you are, rummaging through your closet and drawers putting together some outfits to wear for the rest of the school year just to make yourself feel better.  At least you can look hot waiting for your boyfriend to come back.  You decide to try out a few outfits to match your thigh high socks since you’ve always wanted to try wearing them out instead of just sleeping with them.  A few Instagram posts of them with shorts had caught your fancy, so what’s stopping you from pulling it off?

As you thought, standing in front of the mirror displayed a cute casual outfit that shows off your legs nicely, even if there is a slight digging into your thighs at the tops (thank you thickness).  Playing around with a few poses in front of the mirror led to you taking some pictures on your phone, just in case you needed to remind yourself of the outfits.

And then a splendid idea flashes through your mind.  Pulling up a chair in front of your mirror, you sit down and cross your legs.

Oh my.

The energy this pose exudes is confident, taunting, a classic boss bitch.

And, with a devious smile on your face, you know exactly how you want to use this power.  You send two of the best pictures of you in this position to Kirishima without a caption.  Let’s see what he’s gonna do now.

Not even five minutes later, without so much as a reply, there’s a firm knock at your door.  As soon as you open it, Kirishima whooshes into your room, easily lifting you up in his arms and slamming the door behind him before tossing you onto your bed and hovering over you.  His scarlet orbs flash dangerously, boring into yours and effectively sending a shiver through your body.

“I didn’t know you were so sneaky, babe,” he smirks, leaning even closer to your face, pulling you closer to him using his harsh grip under your thighs, “Sending me a picture like that knowing it would rile me up.”  He places a single searing kiss on your lips before trailing down to your neck, your collarbone, lifting your shirt to place more down your stomach to the hem of your shorts.  “Such a tease.  You know how much I love these thighs.”

Between his voice lowering an octave and the vibrations and kisses against your soft skin, you quiver and squeak out his name only to yelp when his sharp teeth replace his lips.  “No one can see you in these besides me.  Don’t flaunt your legs for anyone else.”  Kirishima leaves more bites along your sensitive, plush inner thighs, marking you as his.  He chuckles darkly feeling your fingers grip his hair, bringing his head level back to yours with a cocky smirk.  “Were you looking for my attention, babe?  Looks like you can’t handle it.”

Shinsou Hitoshi

"Can we not talk about class anymore?  I wanna just sleep and cuddle."  Shinsou's arm over your torso hugs you closer to his body.  His heavy eyelids close and his nose burrows into the crook of your neck.

"You're right, this week was a drag," you chuckle, bringing your hand up to stroke his hair.  "Sleep was nonexistent for both of us."

After the week we've had, it would be an understatement to say we want to sleep the entire weekend away, just to follow the entire routine over again next week, and the next and the next until Finals come up.

I sit up from my bed.  "I wanna show you something, you might like it."

Which is why I believe in breaking up the mundane with a few tricks sometimes.

You tear yourself away from his warmth and roll off the bed, approaching your drawers.  Shinsou lets out a groan from your withdrawal, but keeps his eyes closed.  Poor boy must be tired, you think, Maybe this will cheer him up.  You had seen the cutest pair of thigh socks online that reminded you of your soft, cat-obsessed boyfriend and secretly bought them for an occasion like today where he needed to be cheered up.

You slid them on and stood at the edge of the bed where your boyfriend still has his eyes closed.  Clasping your hands behind your back and trying to suppress the smile on your face, you clear your throat.  “What do you think?”

He cracks an eye open lazily before darting up and blatantly staring at my legs, making me chuckle at his wide eyes.  The socks I found are plain black, but at the top are cat faces complete with yellow eyes, whiskers, a nose, and triangular ears.  Running his tongue across his bottom lip, Shinsou glances up at me before flickering back down.   “Why don’t you come over here so I can see them better.”

You crawl back onto the bed, legs outstretched in front of you towards your boyfriend.

But he shakes his head and hums.  “Still too far away, come closer.”  His large, warm hands grip my hips and pull me over so I’m straddling his waist.  “Much better.”

I rest my arms around his shoulders, heat rising to my cheeks as caresses the tops of my socks.  “So?  Do you like them?”

His fingers tug the material.  “They’re cute, I admit.  And soft like a cat.”  The digits ghost up farther towards the middle of my thighs to draw circles on them.  “But I think these are much softer.”  Stroking the skin and grasping some of the plushness, “They do make your legs look more delicious than usual.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks, tightening your grip around his neck and turning your face away.  “This isn’t the response I was expecting.”

Shinsou uses the opportunity to latch his lips to your neck.  “Didn’t think you’d rile me up from a pair of socks?”  His thumbs slide under your shorts, squeezing more of your thighs and massaging them.  “I haven’t had my way with you for almost a week.”  He journeys farther down right in the center of your collarbone.  “There’s a lot of pent up frustration in me, and you look too cute for me not to have fun with you now.”

Todoroki Shouto (Bonus scenario!)

You had just discovered the beauty and allure of thigh high socks thanks to Mina.  Putting a pair on was the most magical thing you could have done, and you had to take at least 50 photos of you in them in so many poses, much to your boyfriend’s chagrin.  You’d spent the last ten minutes away from his warmth, leaving him impatient as he watches you enjoy yourself.  All by yourself, ignoring his personal opinion on your new fashion choice.  Todoroki has all the love and patience in the world, but he finds his frustration slowly creeping up on him.

“Love, are you finished yet?”

“Wait, Sho, I just got an idea.”  You pull your chair up to your mirror, sit down, and cross your legs.

Todoroki blood rushes all over his body at an otherwise innocent position, the room suddenly a degree hotter.

He can’t take it anymore.

Rising up from your bed, he strolls over to you and stands behind your unsuspecting figure, still buzzing with excitement over how amazing you look.  “Darling, I think I know the perfect picture you should take,” he states in his normally smooth voice.

You turn around with your innocent, wide grin.  “Really?  Tell me!”

He takes your hand to move you out of the chair before sitting on it himself and tapping his leg.  Tugging your arm down to lean into your ear, his voice drops an octave.  “Come sit in my lap, baby.”

In that instant, your body ignites, responding immediately to his suggestion and taking your seat on him.  His warm hands rest right above your hips as you cross your legs again.  To say the image looks hot would be an understatement.  You’re frozen, captivated by what’s staring back at you.

“Are my hands okay here?”  Your boyfriend’s breath fans your ear.  “Or should I move them?”  You watch as one skids down to rest on one of your thighs, the other sliding up to your waist as his pinky drags the edge of your shirt up to reveal your skin underneath.

“Sh-Shouto,” you squeak, pressing your legs closer together as heat rushing through your body.

His hot lips brush right under the sensitive spot under your ear.  “I thought you wanted a good picture?”  Butterfly kisses slowly trace down your skin.  “Take it,” the command barely a whisper tickling your skin while his hands grip you tighter.  “So you remember who holds you like this, who makes you flustered.”

Your shaky hands press the button, mind clouding over, right before he nips your nape and your hand flies down to grab his hand on your thigh.  Your body is on fire when you turn around, pushing your body flush to his.  Disregarding your phone, you steal Todoroki’s lips desperately, and he smirks at your behavior while his hands squeeze that space where your thighs join your butt.  “Finally got your attention,” he chuckles, realizing his neediness finally reached you as well.

[bakersstreetirregulars]

Meet Scorpion Cookie!

🌰 We’re back, everyone! We haven’t forgotten about you one bit, although somebody seems to have set Strawberry Crepe Cookie on a bit of a- well- destructive rampage. He keeps saying Whipped Cream Cookie started it, but we haven’t seen him since the Butter Painting Affair.

🛠 Calm down! We’ll play with you in a bit! [Quietly, to Chestnut] “Crepe seems to want me to calm him down. I’ll go play with him and cater to his interests until he’s smiling.”

🌰 “Thanks, Aloe Cookie!” *ahem* Where were we again? Right. It’s time to meet a true Cookie of the sands: Scorpion Cookie!

🛠 Wait, are those claws?! Or stingers?!

🦂 You’ll find out, hehe~!

🌰 WHOA! We didn’t expect to see you here…

🦂 Go and help Aloe calm your destructive friend in the back. I’ll handle my own introductions.

🌰 Are you sure you’ll be fine up here alone?

🦂 Yes, I’ll be perfectly fine. Run along now…

…and they’re gone. I’m all alone again with nobody but this setup in front of me. Since you guys are already following this blog they created, I might as well follow them on their deal. First off, I can jump up to five times without having to land on the ground.

It’s amazing indeed, but that doesn’t begin to explain what I have to offer… once the gauge fills and I load enough venom into my stingers, a double-jump turns the “Slide” button into the “Stinger” button. Press it, and venomous barbs will whizz through the air at a downwards arc to dissolve obstacles on contact for Venom Destruction Points. I can do it up to five times before my ready supply of venom depletes.

Editor’s Note: These stings might be able to stack if you don’t use all 5 before the gauge fills again, but we don’t know that much yet. The gauge empties instantly once it fills and adds 5 to a ready counter that shows how many times you can use the stingers. We don’t know it’s maximum limit yet.

After every five stings, a double-jump instead turn into the “Dash” button. Use it at the right time to blast across the map and earn Scorpion Dash Points!

With my Magic Candy, my stinger attack covers everything in front of me with barbs instead of a downward arc. After my Scorpion Dash, one more finisher attack using my primary stinger will destroy more obstacles for Stinger Destruction Points.

Next, gaze into the Enchanted Mirror, the newest treasure to come to Ovenbreak. At given moments, the Eye of the Jelly Serpent will petrify obstacles and jellies, making them fall. Collecting Petrified Jellies scores more than regular jellies.

And now for my pet: the Dripping Tear Jar. This cute little jar collects Poison Jellies every few seconds and compiles them all into Dubious Potions that restore energy, but also drain a bit of energy away.

That is all for now-

🍓 [Bursts In] NO! YOU’RE NOT DONE YET!

🦂 Didn’t you two say you were going to calm your friend down?

🛠 He kept going everywhere! The break room’s a total wreck! Please do something about it, but we’re not looking for an early game-over maneuver. Just calm him down for a bit so we can sort things out.

🦂 If it’s temporary relief you want, then that’s what I can suggest. [Backhand-slaps Strawberry Crepe in the face]

🍓 [Somehow falls asleep from the impact of the slap]

🛠 …Okay then… I’m not going to ask about what you did to make him fall asleep, but I’m sure he’ll be calm when he wakes up… unless he’s gonna come back in a spicier mood.

🦂 He should be calm when he re-awakens. I actually went easy on him since my job usually requires more… effort.

🛠 …Effort? Speaking of effort, we have a couple more articles for you to summarize while you’re here.

🦂 Show them to me. I’ll cover them in full.

🛠 [Gives Scorpion a few papers detailing the remaining news before leaving again]

🦂 Interesting… this news will certainly cause a bit of discourse…

Extra News

🦂 First off… some changes implemented at the start of the month will be reversed. These changes include:

First Skill Activation for Cookies and Pets

The inclusion of Invocation Cards

Initial skill activations were noted by many of you to be of great importance in areas of competition and an identifying characteristic for us Cookies. Therefore, this change will be implemented by the end of the month. A score re-balance for most affected Cookies will follow suit. More information can be found on the patch notes when the August update comes.

As for the Invocation Cards… their impact will be greatly reduced as of July 29th as they will no longer be able to be used in competitive modes such as:

Breakout

Trophy Race

Guild Run

Champions League

Grand Champions League

Cookie Trials

Infinite Trials

They will, however, be available for:

Main Story Mode

Custom Run

Curious Rainbow Mine (Keyholder Area)

On July 29th when the update launches, Invocation Cards cannot be used in the competitive modes listed above. Breakout rewards for all episodes will be given at once. Guild Run matchmaking will be unavailable between July 25th and July 29th. After the matchmaker re-opens, the cards can no longer be used in your runs. Likewise, you can’t use them in the postseason… if you make it there. They’re also looking into more effective ways to regularly collect Invocation Tokens and Shards through methods such as the Magic Laboratory, in-game shops, and regular gameplay.

You can also register for a refund if you purchased a package if you wish to get a refund as a result of the choice of adding Invocation Cards being mostly reversed. The complete rules for refunds can be found on their blog on this link https://cookierunglobal.blogspot.com/2021/07/addressing-issues-regarding-season-6.html.

Due to these balancing changes, leaderboards for the following modes will be reset:

Breakout

Cookie Trials (New Cookie Cups and Infinite Trials will NOT be reset, as those are limited-time events that have already expired)

Guild Run (Personal Scores and Guild Season Rank)

Trophy Race (Top Scores)

To compensate for these changes for those that may have experienced disappointment in this update, you have received daily payments of 1000 Crystals and 1000 Rainbow Cubes over the past 6 days. They should still be in your mailbox to claim if you have not done so already.

As for Season 7 of the Grand Champions League for Tiger Lily Cookie, that has been officially… [Slams fist on table] CANCELLED. The Tiger Lily Champions League series will end with season 10 on August 22nd. Why was it cancelled? The Champions League will undergo some changes that require increased attention. If you already qualified for the tournament by earning a Grand Champions League ticket during the Tiger Lily seasons, then you will be compensated with her Super Epic costume, which will be sent to your mailbox at the end of August. Today marks the beginning of Season 8 of 10, so if you haven’t already ranked in the top 10%…

…Why don’t you try bringing the heat this time?!

More information regarding the next update for Cookie Run Kingdom will be provided later today…

[bamfdaddio]

Giant-Size X-Men Abridged: 1975

The X-Men, those all-new, all-different mutants that have sworn to protect a world that hates and fears them, are a cultural juggernaut with a long, tangled history. Want to unravel this tapestry? Then read the Abridged X-Men!

(Giant-Size X-Men #1) - by Len Wein and Dave Cockrum.

“Okay, Dave, we want the new guys to look infinitely cooler than the old guys. Especially Beast. Fuck Beast.”

“Say no more.”

If you were Charles Xavier and you accidentally misplaced your team of misfit mutants (except for Beast, who has graduated to Avengerdom and isn’t even in this book), would you:

Call in a favor with the Avengers or the Fantastic Four to help you out?

Call your ex and ask him and his magnetic powers to come to your rescue?

Cut your losses and move on?

Travel the world to replace your boring wonderbread team with a bunch of spicier, kickassier mutants and forever rock the world?

The answer is obviously D. I am hyperventilating. At the end of this, I have to pick the best new character and I cannot. CANNOT.

See, we have so many options!

Option 1: A creepy adorable blue fuzzball who is hunted and persecuted for the way he looks. He also nearly gets straight up staked by an angry European mob, showing that this new iteration of the X-Men is a few shades darker than the last one. (I also feel that angry mobs happen a lot less in Europe than Marvel think they do, but hey.)

Kurt, baby? You know you can teleport yourself out of becoming a human shishkebab, right?

Option 2: A woman who is too good for you. And for me. For anyone, tbh. She can control the weather and step on me. She starts out as a goddess and it’s the accuratest.

Ororo Munroe is my religion.

Option 3: A Russian tin can man with a sweet, sweet heart. Soft boi in a hard shell.

Also featured as a very early cameo: llyana Rasputin in dashing Soviet fashion.

Option 4: An angry Canadian who has authority issues and claws.

Did you know? Wolverine was originally envisioned as an actual wolverine who was turned into a human being. I think we can all agree that this was the better option.

Option 5: An angry Native American who has authority issues and a very uninspiring power set. (Look, if your ‘super powers’ can feasibly be achieved by plenty of cardio and bringing along a well-trained labradoodle, I’m just not here for it.)

John Proudstar does tell Xavier to go suck a cactus. Ten points to Gryffindor!

This cast is rounded out by some returning faces:

An angry Japanese guy who has authority issues and fire powers.

An Irish ex-thief/also ex-cop with sonic powers.

Why is this group instantly more interesting than the OG5? Well, instead of five vaguely generic teenagers coming from sort of similar backgrounds (upstate New York, wealthy, white), we have a couple of older characters coming with wildly varying histories. Some of them even provide a proper through line for the ways mutants fit into society: Nightcrawler is hated and feared, Storm is revered, Wolverine has been recruited by the government and Colossus lives among humans, presumably hiding his powers.

But why has Charles X gathered all these mutants? Because the X-Men have vanished on this mysterious tropical island! All except for an amnesia-riddled Cyclops, who returned to the mansion to go get help! Even though he’s not sure how he escaped, exactly.

The new X-Men travel off, and in between their introductions and embarking on the plane, Sunfire threatens to leave the team about three times.

Sunfire, my man, you could've just stayed in Japan.

Important to note is that none of these mutants mesh well yet and, when they approach the island, Cyclops decides to pull a Fred and he splits up the team - precisely among the fault lines. Interestingly, none of these duos really get along: Sunfire, Wolverine and Thunderbird all have grumpy loner personalities, meaning they don’t play well with others. Sunfire manages to aggravate Kurt, who is possibly the easiest to get along with out of them all, and Wolverine, hilariously, has a really hard time with Bashee’s sonic shouting when Sean flies him down. But even Colossus and Storm, who will later end up one of the more powerful X-friendships, are unfamiliar, ill at ease in each other’s presence.

Anyway, odd shit keeps happening. The Blackbird Strato-Jet vanishes. Cyclops and Thunderbird deal with some stringly-strangly vines; Wolverine and Banshee fight with a giant crab, Colossus and Storm are threatened by a living avalanche and Sunfire and Nightcrawler get swarmed by ferocious birds. After these various altercations, each duo notices this huge temple (which wasn’t there before), almost as if some unseen force is leading them towards it.

At the temple, the new team reunites and there, they find the lost X-Men! And Angel promptly berates them for falling into this trap, because…

Who's been messing up everything? It was Krakoa all along!

Krakoa is a mutant island that feeds off of mutant energies and it released Cyclops because it thought it would bring back more mutant snacks. (Which evidently worked, seeing how Scott brought back Kurt and Piotr.)

The X-Men release the X-Men and together, they band together in awesome (and sometimes confusing) artwork to fight Krakoa.

Look, Angel's doing his best, okay?

In the end, mostly thanks to powerhouse Lorna, they launch the island INTO SPACE. And in the aftermath, Warren asks an important question:

Split into two teams/books and become instantly iconic? No? Not for another twenty years?

Best new character: Don’t make me do this.

Fine.

Okay. So, I don´t think I can judge these characters without taking into account what will happen to them in the future, so I won´t even try. While I love Wolverine and Colossus, two of my ever-favorites are Storm and Nightcrawler. Nightcrawler, because he represents the best of humanity: even though it would be so easy for him to hate mankind because of their prejudice and their hatred, he always chooses kindness, faith and optimism. Storm, because she is a queen and will become one of the most complex and well-written comic book superheroes: a goddess, a thief, a leader and one of the best female power fantasies ever.

I choose her. I always choose her.

Ugliest costume: None. I do want to note just how well the costumes are designed here: Storm’s tiara-and-cloak outfit is still iconic and Nightcrawler’s and Colossus’ looks are so good that they are still being used, decades later. Hats off to Cockrum.

What to read: This. It’s just good. The new team is leagues better than the old one and the twist that the villain is Krakoa holds up. Sure, it’s all still a little wordy and nobody ever bothers explaining what’s up with Sunfire wanting to leave every second, but it’s an excellent reboot and a milestone issue.

[miniature-space-hamster]

Wrote a fic that was a byproduct of me trying to figure out how Kaidan and Karina Shepard had their first kiss. It got a little spicier than I originally intended. This takes place before the rest of my “Soft Place to Land” fics. Anyway, hope you enjoy.~

Shepard cursed to herself as her eyes darted from screen to screen on her omnitool, trying to find a solution. Nothing seemed to be physically wrong with Mako, but the vehicle had lost all communications. Even the sensors were failing her, and she was beginning to lose her patience. Kaidan laid outside the Mako, almost entirely under the vehicle, trying to look for any possible damage underneath. He’d never say it out loud, but with the way Shepard drove this thing, he was half expecting to find a large rock lodged in the vehicle, but there was nothing. He grumbled to himself before pulling himself up, and leaning against the Mako as he poked his head through the doorway, towards Shepard. “It’s all fine down here. I don’t know what happened.” He paused for a moment, kicking the dirt slightly as he watched the growing winds whisk away the dust cloud that formed at his feet. “Wish Tali was here. She’d probably know what to do.”

Shepard looked up at the ceiling of the Mako to stretch her aching neck, they’ve been at this for nearly an hour with no luck. “Same, but we couldn’t risk it with the suit rupture.” It was just a pin prick moments before departure, but Shepard sent her to the medbay immediately before she got a severe infection. Shepard considered asking another teammate to come, but it was such a minor task and she didn’t want to postpone scanning the planet for necessary resources any further. She knew the two of them would be fine. They were supposed to be fine. But now she definitely missed the Quarian’s expertise.

Shepard smacked the dashboard of the Mako in equal parts irritation and last ditch effort to try anything. Kaidan jumped slightly at the sudden sound. Shepard was always quiet, sometimes almost unnervingly so at times that he half expected the motion to not make a noise. But, to both of their surprise, the dashboard came to life, bathing her in its golden glow.

“Are you reading me, commander?” Joker's voice was nearly inaudible against the overwhelming amount of interference. It sounded like he's been trying to contact them for a while now. From what she could make out, his voice sounded strained with desperation. He needed a sign that they were okay.

“Barely, we’re having some trouble with the Mako.” Shepard grumbled into the microphone, trying to use her omnitool to sharpen the signal, but it didn’t help much.

“There’s a storm coming. A bad one. We won’t be able to pick you up in the middle of it. You’ll need to sit tight until it’s over.” The irritation was evident in Joker’s voice. If they had a window for rescue, it seemed that it had long since passed.

Shepard gave Kaidan a look, seeing the wind whipping the stray hairs that fell down to his brow. She tried to hide the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. There was near pitch black darkness on the horizon that blocked out the setting sun, and it was approaching at an alarming speed. Kaidan gave her a nod in understanding, they needed to move quickly. “There’s a cave not far from here. We can park the Mako there for shelter. “

Shepard nodded as Kaidan hopped into the passenger seat without hesitation, providing directions. She could feel the wind trying to rip control of the Mako from her grip. She found herself constantly having to overcorrect the wheel just to keep the vehicle moving straight. She kept her fingers off the boosters, for fear of flipping the vehicle. Her knuckles were white and her hands were shaking by the time they were in the cave.

The vehicle lurched in protest as she hit the brakes a bit too hard, too eager to take her hands off the wheel. Shepard craned her neck to get a look at the cave’s ceiling, wondering how much she trusted it’s stability. It felt weirdly claustrophobic having such a big machine nestled in a cavern this size. It was a tight squeeze. They'd have difficulty getting out on either side, but they were free from the wind and what sounded like hail.

Shepard looked to Kaidan with a somewhat sheepish grin, feeling somewhat responsible for their predicament. She found herself mentally going back through the calculations and reports in her mind, trying to find out where she went wrong. This wasn’t in her reports of the planet.

“Well, I guess we better get comfortable.” There was a sigh in her voice as she took off her helmet and untied her hair. She let her hair fall naturally with a slight shake of her head.

She met Kaidan’s eyes and she couldn’t tell over the darkness of the cave, but she could’ve sworn she saw him blush. He cleared his throat and looked away for a moment before pulling up a box that rested by his feet onto his lap.

Shepard saw the shine of the dashboard against his teeth as he gave her a slight smile before reaching in and handing her something. She took the item, unsure of what was in her hands for a moment, before realizing it was a sandwich. “I, uh, noticed you didn’t get a chance to eat before we left..” he seemed unusually bashful as he placed a hand on his neck.

She looked at the sandwich, and again at Kaidan. She tried to figure out when he had the time to do all this. She completely forgot to eat today. She didn’t have the time to have more than a cup of instant coffee, and even then it went cold before she took her first sip. It felt like the work Hackett sent her was never ending.

She gave Kaidan a nervous smile as a silent thanks, finding herself at a loss of words as heat rose on her ears and neck. Kaidan continued to pull out two beer bottles before untwisting a top and passing one to her. “Before you say anything, technically our shift ended an hour ago.” He gave her a sly grin that she couldn’t help but match as she took a bottle.

“Well, we might be stuck here for the night...” Her voice was wary as she pressed the cold glass bottle to her lips. She was never one to lax on regulations, but after today she needed a drink. Despite nothing going right today, she couldn’t help but be thankful for the choice in company.

She took a bite of her sandwich, unable to remember the last time she had something that wasn’t prepackaged and in the form of an energy bar. With her hunger finally catching up to her, in this moment it was the best thing she’d ever eaten. She looked at Kaidan, seeing the golden light of the dashboard reflect the warm, bronze flecks in his eyes. “Thank you…” She looked away quickly afraid she’d get lost in the depths of his eyes.

Kaidan held back a smile, as he pulled out a sandwich for himself. He noticed how her features softened as she ate. She finally stopped clenching her jaw as she took a moment to accept their new situation. This was about as relaxed as he’s ever seen her, on or off duty. He felt like these were the moments when he got to see the real Shepard. She was so sure of herself on the battlefield, but in moments like this she let herself be vulnerable. It was a word he never would’ve normally associated with the great Commander Shepard before getting to know her.

Shepard expected to feel a nervous tension rising in her chest. It’s only been two days since they both admitted to maybe feeling something for one another, though neither were quite sure what it was yet. Kaidan suggested seeing where things would go if they went out during shore leave. Despite these mutual feelings, she still found Kaidan easy to be around. Shepard struggled to open up and connect with others at times, being as painfully introverted as she was, but Kaidan never forced herself to be someone she wasn’t. He was content to be near her, even if she didn’t have anything to say at the moment. She never felt pressured by his presence to put on her usual facade of commander.

After finishing her sandwich, her hunger sated. She felt her mind shift to other needs. Shepard shivered violently, feeling the storm’s chill enter her bones. The nights on this planet often dipped below freezing. She heard the rattle of her armor, feeling another violent wave fill her body. She noticed Kaidan was rubbing his hands together for warmth. “Cold?” She asked, already knowing the answer. She paused for a moment as she climbed into the back of the Mako. There was an emergency blanket, but only one. She held it up for him to see. It felt thin, but it was better than nothing. “We’ll have to share.”

Kaidan quietly followed her to the backseat, trying to hold back his grin. There was more leg room here, without any bulky tech to get in the way. They both stripped themselves of their outer armor, letting their chest plates and gauntlets litter the floor, leaving on the more comfortable inner layer.

Kaidan was the first to sit, finally feeling the strain of the day cause his muscles to ache. He stretched his legs as he slouched to get comfortable. He rested an arm on the back of the seat, inviting Shepard to sit next to him. She first took a cautious seat before curling up beside him, realizing that they’ve never touched like this before. Was he always this warm?

Besides the time she pulled him away from the beacon, she’s never touched him at all. But even in that moment she only thought about his safety, not how it felt to be curled up next to him. She found that her desire for warmth overcame her sense of modesty as Kaidan wrapped them both in the blanket.

She twisted herself closer as she felt her body shiver violently. She rested her legs on top of his as Kaidan wrapped his arms around her. His warmth quickly filled her body as she leaned in his direction, pressing their bodies flush. She tried to tell herself that this was solely for warmth, and it was, but she so desperately wanted to explore his body with her hands.

She tried to speak, about anything to pull her thoughts away from the body pressed against her own, but any and all words were trapped in her throat as a flush rose on her face. She tried to wash down the heat in her face with what remained on the beer. Kaidan was usually the one to speak, and Shepard would listen, but he too was silent in this moment as he watched her trying to gauge her reaction to their close contact.

Shepard met his eyes, nearly black in the darkness, but still warm nonetheless. Her eyes trailed down to his lips, wanting desperately to know what they felt like, before her eyes yet again met his. She didn't want to yearn for him like this, reminding herself that he was her staff lieutenant. Her pulse quickened as she reached for his face, nervous she was taking things too far. Her hand softly grazed his stubble and rested at his jaw. In the near pitch dark she caught herself focusing on the softness of his skin.

Kaidan’s eyes widened, but so did his smile. He let a hand gently trail up her neck, resting at the base of her skull. He applied the slightest gentle pressure as he stroked her scalp, without pulling her in, as he invited her to come closer if she wanted. He was fully prepared for rejection, they were after all in an emergency situation.

Before Kaidan even realized it, her lips locked with his own. There was a moment of tender uncertainty as they tried to find one another’s rhythm. They settled for a slow pace, as they gently explored the expanse of one another’s lips. Shepard liked the way Kaidan’s lips felt on her own, tasting the beer on his breath. He felt almost electric as she gently bit down on his lower lip. The smell of element zero filled her lungs and made her head feel fuzzy. It was unfamiliar to her, but pleasant nonetheless.

Shepard let her free hand dance on Kaidan’s torso, before resting behind a shoulder blade, trying to pull him in closer than their bodies allowed, as their kiss deepened as Kaidan’s tongue momentarily slipped into her mouth. Kaidan propped up his legs to pull Shepard closer. She readjusted herself so she could straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. He let his tongue explore her lips, memorizing their shape, while his hands gripped her waist. His tongue traced the scar that marked both lips and trailed upward.

Shepard pulled away to catch her breath, not realizing how long she was holding it. She pressed her forehead against his shoulder as she bit her lip, holding back a smile. Kaidan in turn let his head drop back against the seat as he also tried to steady himself, with Shepard still straddling his lap.

Shepard cursed to herself, quietly but against Kaidan’s ear. He turned to her direction, “I wasn’t that bad, was I?”

Shepard held back a laugh, “No, that’s not it…” She paused as she groaned again in frustration. “I shouldn’t want this.” She poked his chest gingerly. “Ishouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this. I sh-“ her voice trailed off as she again tapped her forehead against Kaidan’s shoulder in frustration.

Kaidan took a deep breath, “You aren’t taking advantage of me if I also want this, Shepard.” She met his gaze as he ran a finger across her forehead, tucking a stubborn strand of hair behind her ear.

They looked at one another for a long while before Shepard finally spoke up, “Karina.”

Kaidan gave her a raised eyebrow.

“Call me Karina.” She felt her pulse in her throat. He just kissed her senseless, why did this somehow feel more intimate? “Any fraternization rules are pretty much out the window now. At least when we’re alone.”

Karina could hear the smile in his tone. “Then you should call me Kaidan.”

“Alright, fair enough Kaidan.” She laughed, feeling another wave of blush rise in her face, but she didn’t make an effort to hide it this time.

Kaidan felt his stomach flip. Something about the way her accent made the syllables roll so softly from her tongue. He really liked hearing his name in her voice and couldn’t wait to hear it again.

Hope you liked it.

[tosikoarts]

SFW Alphabet | Usami Tokishige

🎵 This may become a little brutal If I'm honest but It's any-anything for you my dear, I promise 🎶 You can figure our what I was listening to while writing this piece. Anyway, hope you’ll like it, anon!  You can check tosikowrites tag for more.  Warning: there’s a lot under the cut.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The fact that Usami fell in love and now can’t shut up about them is not that surprising since the soldiers of the 7th Division have already witnessed his unhealthy obsession with the First Lieutenant. The dangerous aura of infinite adoration he carries does not bother others as much as well, maybe, because now his cursed energy has more output options, you know? It is not concentrated on one person and seems not so intense. Seems.

No matter how wild his fantasy runs, Usami behaves himself in their presence. Of course, his nerves are as taut as a rope since if he loosens up his attention he may not contain his passion…Chooses words carefully so as not to push them away and comes across as a lovely bubbly young man with the cutest smile! Even sitting in silence together is special. Usami can’t quit staring at them, they are so majestic!

He wants to follow them everywhere. Eat together, go on morning walks together, sleep together. Usami is a human version of burdock that will either quite by accident bump into his crush every other day or shamelessly ask them if they will be in this specific place or if they want to go there with him.

Personal boundaries? Don’t know her. As soon as his loved one gives him green light, Usami’s hands are all over the place. If he isn’t pinching their pink cheeks then he is patting their head. If he isn’t patting their head, he might be squeezing their ass. Usami is all about physical affection in every possible way, and it is extremely important for him to touch his partner. He might even lose it when they put a hand on his knee or take him by the hand, leave alone anything spicier.

Usami will end anyone who steps between him and his loved one. For him this is a cut-throat axiom, it is as natural as breathing, and it should be obvious to the surrounding. Anyone who wants to separate them automatically signs their own death sentence that will be carried out immediately by Usami himself.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

To be friends with the rabid Superior Private, you have to be a mad lad with no moral compass (the questionable moral compass is ok too) just like him or be a literal angel with the patience of a sage and a heart of gold to deal with the chaos Usami brings into your life. Also, this person has to have impeccable reflexes just in case he decides to cut this friendship off. Takagi Tomoharu didn’t and where is he now?

With such a friend, nothing is scary. Friendship with Usami provides invulnerability in situations where an ordinary person would think twice. In addition to that, Tokishige doesn’t really look for troubles and prefers to spend time like a real hedonist: red-light district workers know his preferences very well, the owner in his favorite diner always meets him with a question “the usual?”, and Usami knows places to hang around in general. His friend gets to experience life delights with him as well.

He needs so much attention! If it was up to him, Usami would spend at least an hour every day with them even when they have already talked about every single thing in the world. Everyday chats about nothing are cool, mutual flattery is appreciated. These points lead to Usami being overly possessive: if his best friend suddenly starts spending more time with someone else, he will definitely take action against this stumbling block.

Demands that his friend to follow the “the enemy of my friend is my enemy” rule. They are obligated to get embittered at Ogata. No, Usami doesn’t explain why, they just have to.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Usami has restless ass syndrome. It’s like restless legs syndrome but with ass: he can’t sit still for more than 15 minutes. Cuddles do not last longer than that and often progress into steamy making out. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to cuddle though. Usami prefers to do it while leaving some space for moving so the leg hug is just perfect. Any other position including classical spooning feels like a rabbit trap.

If his partner is bigger than he is, Usami will definitely lie on their chest with legs wiggling up in the air. First of all, now he can see their lovable face, and second of all, he is on top which means being in control.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Eeeh. Does he want to settle down? No, not really. Let’s say, there was no reason for him to think about settling down but even if there was, Usami would aggressively shake his head in negation. He is, just like Koito, too young to plan a quiet family life, and, at the moment, living on the wheels without thinking up ahead seems much more exciting than being chained to one place with one person. In his head, things are kind of overexaggerated but the answer to the question is still no for the next 10 years for sure.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

It is highly unlikely that Usami will break up with his partner in a proper manner. Self-deprecating comments and taking the blame for a failed relationship have no place in his explanation if he even decides to talk about it. Most likely Usami will leave them as spontaneously and unexpectedly as he popped up in their life in the first place: hops on a horse, gives them short indifferent look over the shoulder, and fades into the darkness of the night to never be seen again. Maybe, it’s for the better since Usami doesn’t have to face the fact he has nothing to say. Well, he chooses to be silent since crushing them with disinterest that makes the kid throw the old toy into the toybox doesn’t please him either. No check-ups, no letters, no “let’s stay friends”.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Avoids this question to the last minute because he is too young to commit and jump into family life. Usami reminds me of the type of person who wants to experiment in youth so that in old age he would not regret missing exciting opportunities. There is not a chance he will propose until he comes to the conclusion that he has already seen and experienced the most impressive stuff. So, maybe, from 7 to 10 years? Most definitely feels neutral about having an affair or two since he has a pretty lenient conscience.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Emotionally? Absolute emptiness with, perhaps, distorted memories of family love arising here and there. His feelings are strong, aggressive, filled with preceding excitement before the upcoming fun. Calm states of mind such as serenity, clarity, boundless love are too underwhelming for Usami. Wouldn’t call him gentle in the physical sense either: life is motion, and he has to move or do something, anything to feel alive, and impatience makes his moves rough and harsh. Even in a gentle embrace, it seems that he squeezes his loved one to their ribs cracking. He kisses them out until they want to slip out of his hands like a gasping fish. They may like it, they may not, but Usami doesn’t loosen his love grip and remains a (little) wild in the relationship.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Usami hugs them at the most unexpected moments, takes them by storm to squeeze the hell out of them. Perhaps these are his favorite ones, to pick them up high and spin, leaving their legs tingling in the air like a ragdoll.

His hands never stay in one place. Feeling their warm body under the fingertips is indescribable pleasure so Usami gives himself free rein to rub their back, squeeze their sides, press them to his chest, and nuzzle into their neck. He may bite them as well.

Can’t stand to be hugged when he is obviously busy to the point where Usami can kinda gently push them away but sees no problem when he does the same to his partner. Believes that everything can be forgiven for his big puppy eyes (and other particular qualities).

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Casually says it on like the second day of official dating over the cup of tea. Hard to say if he is for real so confident in his feelings or if he does it to check their reaction but nevertheless. Usami looks his loved one right in the eyes with undisguised beaming complacency, and his confession is short, definite, and unobjectionable. Propping his chin with his pale hands, he immediately returns to the casual conversation and keeps going joyfully about whatever on his mind like Usami didn’t just murmur how he is in love with them forever and for ever. After that, he is elated. Confession is a kind of seal of belonging to him, consent of another person is optional, it doesn't matter at all, all that does it that they are his and he is theirs.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

This shit is scary for everybody involved. Usami doesn’t get jealous per se but he has a strong feeling of having his loved one in his possession. Should someone try to covet his partner as hell breaks loose: regardless of who exactly was the initiator, - his loved one or another person, - Usami immediately takes action. In his mind, his partner can’t be guilty of infidelity, they were simply coerced into foul play and have to be taught how to recognize such a thing, they are innocent. This awful other person is different though, they are the ones who need to be taught some manners.

To start a fight Usami needs one dirty look, one carelessly thrown word. This is just an excuse to allow himself to take out all the anger on the poor soul. If Koito likes to gab hours on end but secretly hoping to avoid getting physical, Usami sees talking as a waste of time. Of course, if one fight is not enough, then Usami can go in for murder.

After the accident, he acts a lot rougher with his partner forcing them deeper into submission. To maintain ego and control and to be sure that they know their place, Usami needs praise, persuasion, and tons of physical affection.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Loves the concept of kissing, loves to kiss, and to be kissed. Sees every kiss as a personal signature but also, on another level, rewarding pastime so Usami is all about steamy make-out sessions. He is eager and rough, oftentimes marks his partner in visible areas with not only bright hickeys but with straight out bites. The look of dark crescents from his teeth scattering on their delicate neck turns Usami on like nothing else.

Likes to be kissed all over the body, would prefer them to be as rough though since casual soft kisses don’t really set a mood for him. The same goes for them, Usami won’t leave a spot unkissed on their body. Has a thing for the neck, wrists, and insides of the thighs.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Don’t let him around kids because it seems like Usami is good at it but in reality, he just builds up an army of naughty children to throw eggs at the neighbor's door. He like a devil coerces the goody angel into a mini-revolution under the nose of parents without offering any candy. Give this man a free hand, remove Tsurumi from his life, and you’ll see Usami growing into a cult leader. So, yes, he is pretty good with children older than like 5-6 years old, can’t do shit with babies younger than that. Usami hasn’t thought about being a father himself because beyond pranks and fun he knows absolutely nothing, zero, nada about raising children.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Incredibly active and varied if Usami managed to fall asleep before midnight the day before. He unceremoniously wakes his partner up either covering their face with kisses or pulling the blanket off them or starting a pillow fight. Expects his loved one to rise and shine without spending an hour just sitting here with an empty stare in the void.

Even when Usami collapses in the bed at dawn, it is possible that he will accidentally wake them up with a sweeping elbow blow to the nose. During the cold season, his partner should be ready to wake up trembling without a blanket. This bastard steals it every other night.

It is rare to see Usami cooking or doing anything useful at all in the house in the morning. He prefers to wander around while his partner lays the table and talk out loud to himself.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Unpredictable. He may get lost for an evening, come back with no explanation (we all know he was up to no good), and crash next to them with a smug smile. Other nights Usami can’t leave them alone: it feels like it is vital for him to fiddle with their fingers, play with their hair, pull them into a tight hug. The maximum relaxation effect is achieved with a couple of bitter sake shots drunk before meals.

Sleeping. Nobody canceled messed up sleeping schedule (check out the last letter of the alphabet) so Usami may have to make up for it by going to bed as early as 8 p.m.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Opens up slowly but doesn't pay much attention to what exactly he is saying. Everything that has happened to the present moment is already history so Usami treats it as such. What once pleased or upset him does not evoke any strong emotions now and he easily reveals his past to the loved one. Usami, of course, avoids mentioning the murder of his friend but with a partner who very clearly shows their loyalty, he will not hesitate to describe how much it turned him inside out and changed him, opening doors to the darkest corners of his soul. In return, Usami asks his loved one tons of questions from favorite color to a relationship with their mother, feeling free to ask the most intrusive ones.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is in the state of the boiling kettle 24/7, ready to whistle for any given reason. Not that he is that angry, but definitely in an unstable state of mind. When he gets pissed off, Usami doesn't change in the face, except that his smile can get even wider baring sharp small teeth. In most cases, other people have to restrain his anger so the military does a good job at keeping Superior Private in check with an iron fist out of battles and letting him go wild when the situation requires it.

In the relationship, Usami teeters on the brink just like the outside of it but his reactions to upsetting situations are milder and are easily resolved by sublimating desire to destroy into intense workout, make out, etc. He is easy to blow out but he tries really hard to do not harm his loved one.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

There is a whole room in his mind palace to store volumes of information about the loved one. Usami thrives on discovering different aspects of his partner’s personality in deep conversations and in characteristic behavior that he enjoys so much to observe. Therefore, nothing goes unnoticed.

Perfectly navigates the tone of their voice: Usami knows exactly how their sadness sounds when they try to veil it with cheerful words and when to step back when they rise their voice in a fit of anger. Awfully useful with a person who has a hard time communicating and/or expects others to understand them just like that.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He doesn’t have a favorite one. All meaningful moments like the first meeting, first kiss, other first times occupy equally important places in his heart so if asked Usami will murmur how every second with them is unthinkably precious and he can’t pick just one!

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Ready to faithfully protect his partner in the most dangerous situations. It is obvious, isn’t it? Usami will cover them like a shield on the battlefield, but most of the time he prefers to eliminate the source of danger: thanks to a state of perpetual alert and intense adrenaline rush, he can ignore multiple injuries for hours while shooting off foes. Usami lacks the voice of reason so he tends to overreact when it is completely out of place.

Oh, Usami doesn’t let anybody touch his loved one. As soon as he sees a hand reaching to them, he reflexively grabs it if not twists it with excessive force. Strangers understand they should not mess with Usami from his piercing look but there is always a fool who tempts fate in vain.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Not that much. He doesn't bother planning dates and gifts but sometimes there are moments of enlightenment that make Usami sit down and think about how to impress his loved one in a good way. Most of the time he prefers spontaneity to foresight since in his mind whatever is fun to him will work for them too.

Anniversaries are the dates when Usami is all sweetness and light: he runs around his loved one ready to bend over backward for their enjoyment. Seriously, he is ready to be used as a footrest for the whole day if it’s what they want.

Slacks on everyday tasks though, he is great at avoiding daily chores under the stupidest pretext.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

I won't even start talking about how unhinged he is, you should have had figured it out by now. I just have to mention again that this is an integral personality trait and Usami cannot physically change it. Take it or leave it. He is not forcing anybody to participate in his violent misadventures but he won’t tolerate attempts to stop them.

Control freak, Usami thinks he owns a person when in the relationship. He quite seriously believes that he is in control of their life and can decide whether they can or cannot do particular things. Of course, if they do not act in accordance with Usami’s wishes, they will be punished to prevent further misbehavior.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Usami’s skin is naturally silky and he likes to keep it this way despite the harsh weather conditions. Nobody knows if he is using any creams or other cosmetics but the fact remains: his face is almost baby-like soft. Also, running men tattoos fade quickly due to their location so Usami has to renew them quite often. He does it with enviable regularity and forbids everyone (except his partner and First Lieutenant) to touch his cheeks. His clothes are in fair condition as well as his shoes. Usami wears his clothes neatly, and never wears them off to the holes and patches.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

All attempts to break up with Usami end with his theatrical chuckle and short “good joke, darling”: they are not going anywhere until he allows them to do so. The more times his partner brings this dumb question up, the angrier he gets, barely hiding it behind biting his lips. By the time his patience bursts, Usami has already come up with a plan to keep them by his side, voluntarily or compulsorily. If they decide to leave him because they didn’t get enough attention and affection, Usami will try to fulfill their every whim. If they express their concerns regarding his behavior, Usami will learn how to hide unsightly features better. All in all, he is not going to let them go just because they want to. It seems that the risk of ending on the side of the road gives him even more fervor to fight for their love.

The only thing that remains for his loved one is to leave Usami with no farewell letter left behind. Otherwise, they risk gaining a stalker with military experience under his belt. Not the best combination if you ask me.

If they were killed, Usami one hundred percent will find their murderer and tear them apart. Literally. He snaps, he is not going to hold back any longer.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Must be an obvious one but Usami is a kinky bastard. He tries such things to which no adequate person would agree or if they did it is unlikely that they would tell anyone about it. This applies not only to sexual behavior, he is eccentric in general, he is not held back by social rules and limits of decency. Usami would set few things on fire just to see how long it takes each to burn to the crisps. Sucks fingers and toes. I don’t know, he does everything you are kind of uncomfortable to do. Might fuck around and start another war idk.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Can’t handle boring people. Looking at what he considers “boring” people tells that it includes people with no character, withdrawn from society and recent events, silly and predictable ones. First, most likely they would not interact with Usami considering how unhinged he is. He is more trouble than he is worth, you know. And secondly, Usami doesn’t notice them in the crowd. If his loved one happens to be too boring, he will leave them, sooner or later.

Anyone standing between him and First Lieutenant can forget about any relationship with Usami. It is impossible. The gears in his head are spinning like crazy to come up with a perfect plan and get away with their murder. No hard feelings, but Usami’s obsession with Tsurumi isn’t going anywhere, and the only scenario he can agree with is dating someone who if doesn’t support it then at least doesn’t try to ward him off of it.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

His sleep schedule is an absolute mess with no hint of changing in the future. First of all, Usami sleeps 4-6 hours per day, can’t sleep during the day so he doesn’t take naps and doesn’t nodes off. At the same time, these short hours of sleep do not stick to night time only: sometimes Usami decides to go to bed at 3 a.m. still full of energy, other days he crawls under the blanket at 6 p.m. exhausted to the point of collapsing. He never complains about sleep, sees almost acid-trippy dreams a few times a month, and not even once had to take a pill to fall asleep.

Sleeps like a dead man with limbs entwined around his loved one. His lips break into a sweet smile as Usami throws a leg over their body and presses himself closer. He looks so peaceful you’d never think this man can bite your hand and throw you out of the window uwu.

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More >:3c HCS

.... This is what the lockdown does to me.

It makes me.... Frustrated and THIRSTY.

hERE - just TAKE IT

I'm embarrassed.

It's all adults... IDK, I was just feeling it.

This is way spicier than a lot of the other things I’ve written so be warned!!!

I’m considering opening up the ask box for a while and stopping at a certain point, though I’m not sure I’m going to be taking any not safe for work requests? I think I write that stuff better if I just do so on my own, I mean, thirstposts are fine and I don’t mind entertaining/elaborating on something.

But if it doesn’t inspire me, I’m probably not going to write it.

18+!!!!!

~ Dari

Ya’ll know all these fuckers are packing a lotta heat below the belt. Especially Enji and Toshinori.

💤 Aizawa Shouta / Eraserhead 💤

a switch right into his core

huffy, shy taker though he's acts like what you say and do doesn't make him hard as rock

blushy and all whiny and pretty loud but adorable nonetheless... he can't bring it in himself to be defiant and begs so prettily once you drive him to that edge

equally huffy service top, he does nothing but give and probably somewhat enables bratty behavior so he can punish you

he's not very loud when he's giving it though, mostly full of low mumbled praises and near purring noises

the nickname kitty/kitten is also used a bit but it's mostly when you're being feisty and he feels like teasing you, though he really doesn't mind pet play

if you call him kitten, he's going to fuckin' melt

libido is somewhat on the lower scale but usually pretty willing to go along with your needs

initiates when he feels the itch and is real fucking good at getting you in the mood

learns real fucking quick and is experienced enough to absolutely wreck you

🍗 Takami Keigo / Hawks 🍗

... you know this man is a switch: he could be "birdie" or "daddy" - you know what I'm sayin'?? 👀

bratty SOB, eggs you on with reckless abandon and reaps the benefits of being pinned under your control

the best way to wipe the stupid cocky(heh) look off of his face is edge him until he's red in the face - then he'll start acting more compliant and beg

equally cocky when domming, his energy is best expelled in this manner and he can be a little mean

being young, handsome, and charming meant that he has quite a few conquests under his belt, though he's not really the type to be tied down

loud as fuck, his wings fluff when he's real worked up and tense when he's close... He can also be really whiny

if ya'll got neighbors, you'd be receiving a lot of noise complaints

back is sensitive, loves being marked up - especially since his costume covers them anyhow

if you manage to snatch his heart though, good on you, you're the type that managed to make him slow down and suddenly - you have him all to yourself

sex is a good way for stress relief for him and is extremely easy to excite - a few purposeful touches and whispered words and his attention is on you

🔥 Todoroki Enji / Endeavor 🔥

daddy dom leaning, a bit of a control freak

it's amazing if you managed to get him to trust you enough to allow you to take the reigns, though he remains the tsundere he is even when he's taking it... He is embarrassed - so embarrassed

impatient though so be careful to make sure he doesn't turn the tables, tie him down or strap him up... or make him blush - sweeten the deal and tell him to be good for you and he'll be putty

performs incredibly well when he's in control and falls into the role of dominant since it's all he really knew how to do

he's not easy to please when he's giving it and is somewhat demanding in what he wants and expects to be followed

though doesn't argue against punishing you (within reason, if you're into it)

low, deep groans and growls - he doesn’t make a lot of noise but his breathing gets heavy and shaky when he’s closer to release

he's been married before and spent sometime alone so it's needless to say he knows what he's doing, even though he hadn't really had sex without purposes for uh... Breeding? (man, I felt dirty writing that)

making love is new to him, because despite somewhat caring for Rei - it's pretty clear they weren't together for love

it would be good for him to learn though and slowly easing him and his low libido into using sex for expression - for a way to convey tenderness in actions so he doesn't have to use words... he'd need a while until that was the case

🌻 Yagi Toshinori / All Might 🌻

SWITCH!!! SWITCH!!! SWITCH!!!

shy taker, he's so flustered but also really easy to take from - he's cute and blushy and he can't look you in the eyes

very sensitive, light touches makes him squirmy and red in the face and it probably won't be long before he's just a puddle of want - begging for your touch and affection

soft giver, he is so gentle and loving and god - he loves you and he wants to just wants to show how much you mean to him more with actions

has absolutely no problem being rough, just kind of ecstatic you wanna sleep with him in the first place because his small form isn't exactly the most pleasant to look at - well, in his eyes anyhow

worship this man, he has so much self esteem problems - he already treats you like the best thing to ever happen to him and he deserves to be recognized for being the handsome man he is

... he has the type of moans to rile you up even more, shifting from sugary and gaspy to low and wanton

praise makes him so embarrassed but so turned on, it's precious

can range from a nun to a sex fiend and it's kind of funny when that flip is switched and being on the receiving end of the reactions he has is hilarious but also extremely hot

baby, he's the number one hero - he's been around the block and will at some point; make you scream without any trouble