#like givin him a peck on the cheek

[universalcaffination]

No idea why or how but apparently the movie decided to chicken out in the voyage home a scene of kirk and spock clasping hands and I have no idea why 👀

[allmyocsarebritish]

Dressed to kill

Pairing: Angel Dust X Reader

Warnings(?): Angel does reader's makeup, and unintentionally pokes them in the eye, I have no idea how to do makeup, this came to me when I found pink eyeshadow

Also yes, that's my eye lololol

"Please, toots. I'm literally beggin ya!" Angel complained once more, dramatically draping himself over the bed beside where you sat.

"I promise ya'll love it if ya just-"

You cut him off with an exaggerated sigh and roll of your eyes, though the amused smile on your lips evidenced your joking tone.

"Alright fine, I suppose it won't hurt."

"Yes! Don't worry babe, I'll make ya look stunnin'!" He practically leaped off the bed at your response, though his movements were unreasonably agile and smooth as usual.

You exhaled a breathy laugh at Angel's excitement, drawing your knees up to your chest whilst watching him search his dresser. Rummaging through the drawers, he pulled out (ha) various small wash bags. Each was a slightly different shade of pink, and all embroidered with his name in extravagant lettering. Satisfied with his collection of supplies, he retreated back to the bed, dumping them all on top of the duvet.

"Ya ready?" Angel grinned, lower set of hands resting on his hips.

"Go ahead." You smiled,resting back against the plush headboard. Angel hovered over you, a knee on either side of your legs. Your face flushed at the sudden proximity, which he immediately picked up on.

"What's wrong baby? A bit too close?~" Angel's words were genuine, though he spoke with a massively flirty tone which drew even more heat to your cheeks.

"N-not at all." Despite the fact you *tried* to match his demeanor, you stuttered over your words and just appeared a flustered mess. Angel chuckled and leant back slightly, allowing you space to breathe as he dug through his eyeshadows.

"I'd start by givin' ya some blush but I really don't think ya need it!" He teased before retrieving a small, silver palette.

"Wait, Ange, hold on, aren't you supposed to start with concealer?" You wondered aloud, mildly confused.

"I suppose ya could, but ya really don't need it, babe" he responded, frowning ever so slightly. "Perfect just the way ya are."

You smiled and thanked him for his sweet compliment, to which he leant down and pecked your nose. Still cupping your cheeks with one set of hands, he opened the palette with another, dusting the pigment onto a brush.

"Close ya eyes for me?" He requested, to which you obliged. The brush was soft against your skin, and Angel's strokes were gentle yet deliberate. You could feel his warm breath fan across your cheeks as he exhaled, deep in concentration. You smiled at the thought of his focused face, wishing that you could open your eyes and see him. It was at that moment that you realised you had no idea what you were going to look like. Of course you trusted Angel almost entirely, but even still you wouldn't put it past him to make you look ridiculous.

"What colour are you doing?" You asked to which he laughed mischievously.

"Wait and see." His response raised your suspicions even further, though you couldn't help but smile at Angel's antics. Your wait wasn't long, however, as a few moments later he leant back, making you immediately miss the contact and warmth brought by your proximity to the spider.

"Open!" Angel's excitement was barely concealed in his tone, and a mirror was thrust into your hand as soon as your eyes adjusted to the bright light of the room after being closed for so long. Your concerns were proven unnecessary by the clean and glittery pink and black eyeshadow adorning your eyelid, perfectly complimenting the colour of your iris.

"Okay, you were right, I do love it." You admitted defeat, wondering why you were skeptical.

"Ya seem surprised. Ain't got no faith in me?" Angel dramatically rested a hand on his chest in mock offence, to which you playfully rolled your eyes.

"No, never." You deadpanned. He scoffed before reaching for an eyeliner pencil.

"Look up." Angel advised, gently pressing down on your cheek to expose your waterline.

Unfortunately the pencil slipped.

"Ow!" You winced, jerking away and squinting your eye closed.

"Fuck, sorry." Angel grimaced as you rubbed it to relieve the stinging from being poked. "Would ya like ta do the other one yourself?" He offered, to which you nodded, trying to surpress a laugh. Balancing the mirror on your knee, you put on the eyeliner yourself, making a point of the lack of casualty.

"I said I'm sorry, what more do ya want from me?"

You shook your head and put down the eyeliner and Angel took his place back on top of you. You rested your hands on his hips for balance.

"So, what's next, love?" You asked, watching as he considered.

"False eyelashes or mascara?"

"Which is less likely to make me lose my eyes?" You teased, yet more reference to the fact he poked you. Angel scoffed and rolled his eyes, reaching for an eyelash curler.

"Uh, no, no, no. There is no way in hell I'm letting you near my eyes with that!"

"Fine, fine!!" He held up all four hands in surrender and dropping it on a cushion.

The next challenge presented itself in the form of Angel trying to put the mascara on you.

"Hold still!"

"No!"

"Toots I swear I won't poke ya in the eye again." He promised, and, though you had your doubts, you sat obediently, allowing him to coat your lashes.

"See! What'd I tell ya?!" He leant back again, proud smile on his lips as he admired his work.

"Ya look stunning, babe." He told you, closing the distance between the two of you. "Just one final touch and then we're done!"

Unscrewing the lid of a lip gloss tube, he made as though he were going to put it on you, before turning at the last second and putting it on himself, looking away. You raised an eyebrow and shook your head, smirk brightening your features.

"Oh ya wanted some?" Angel feigned innocence, dramatically looking into the plastic tube. "That's a shame, there's none left! Guess ya'd better come here then!"

You rolled your eyes and grabbed Angel's small lapels, pulling him into you and kissing him, feeling the product transfer.

"Gee, thanks babe!" You replied, continuing to act like there wasn't multiple full tubes on the bed surrounding you both.

"Ya look amazing, Y/N."

"Thanks Angie, you're so good at makeup. Well, apart from eyeliner." He rolled his eyes at you before leaning in again.

"I told ya! I'm sorry"

"I might have to ask Charlie to schedule a lesson on how not to betray someone's trust like that." You teased, dragging out the joke.

"Of course ya will." He rolled his eyes again.

"I do forgive you though. And thank you, for doing it for me" You wrapped your arms around him and drew him in for a tight hug.

"Any time."

[matchadobo]

KIDD; giving him flowers

summary: how he'll react when you give him a bouquet

warning/s: none, pure fluff, gn!reader

- it'd be a bouquet of red tulips

- he'd blush soooo hard. like he'll be so red he looks like he'll run out of air

- he'll be hesitant to take it

- once he'd bashfully take the bouquet and say thank you through gritted teeth

- "why the fuck are you givin' me this shit?"

- your face would soften when you hear him call the flowers "shit"

- his demeanor would shift immediately trying to salvage the situation

- "i-it ain't that ugly, b-but... you didn't have to. really."

- you'd smile at him and give him a peck on the cheek or neck (wherever you could reach) and tell him to keep it, telling him you want to do it for him

- he'll fondly tell you to shut up

- you'll get him smiling and shit

- the entire day he'd blush when he sees you or when he sees the bouquet lying on the window of his workshop

- his heart wouldn't calm down i'm telling you!!

- but he'd turn it to a competition tho

- you'll have a bouquet on your side of the bed the next morning with a note saying "you're not the only one who's romantic, short stack."

- there'd be one whole week where you two compete who'll give the bouquet first

- your crewmembers would suffer the most btw

- they'd each find you running first thing in the morning just to get to the flower shop first, raising a racket around the ship at buttcrack dawn

- at the end of it all, he'd come and meet you at the deck during the night when you two unanimously stopped the shitshow

- "you refuse to give up, huh?"

- "you're giving me more reasons to love the shit outta you."

- "if this is what it takes, i'll happily give you a fuckpile of bouquets."

kinda wanna make one for könig :(

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Nightlife 4

Warnings: dark elements to come. Proceed with caution.

Note: I know what you’re thinking, why the fuck are you doing this? Well, you wanted bouncer Lee and I did too. Also, short!reader, not sorry.

Lee offers you a ride home. When you tell him you're going to the library instead, he insists on taking you there. You don't have the energy to refuse again.

You get in the car, a corvette the colour of copper. The inside is well kept and tidy, an air freshener lacing the air with a scent like cologne. The only sign of use is the fast food cup in the holder on the drivers side.

You put your bag at your feet and pull your seatbelt down. Lee shifts in his seat as he buckles up and checks the mirrors. He starts the engine, a loud rumbling beast, and steers out with a rev.

"So, little darling, you got a big test comin' up?" He asks, one hand on the wheel as he rests the other over your headrest.

"I got some reading to catch up on," you explain as you look evasively out the window.

"Ah, that's a good thing. Studyin' and all that. You're a good girl, ain't ya?"

You don't know how to answer that. There's some double meaning you can't quite decipher. You play with the hem of your blouse and shrug.

"I guess. I… try my best."

"I'm sure your best is more than enough," his hand drifts down and his fingertips touch your hair, "not like them other college girls. Like your friend. Hanging out in all the wrong places…"

"Raquel isn't… bad," you stammer. In fact, she gets better grades than you.

"I'm sure she's a nice one but not like you. Not a sweet little thing. You know, you walkin' up to that club like that, uh uh, if I wasn't there… not everyone is looking out for your kind."

"Mhmm," you hum as you tense in the seat.

His knuckles graze your cheek and you wince. You don't know what to do or what he's doing. So you do nothing.

Your heart thumps as he traces your jawline, "you really are pretty one. You like cherry? You know how to make cherry pie? You could bake me one…"

"Sir," you gulp as you stare through the windshield. You realise he's turned onto a backstreet. There isn't much traffic there.

"You'd look so nice in a pretty red dress, hm? And an apron?" He toys with your sleeve as his foot gets lighter on the pedal, "you could put a ribbon in your hair," his touch lingers on your arm as he steers into an empty lot, "and nothing else, if ya like."

He gropes your chest and you cry out in a panic. You try to swat him away as he hushes you. He hits the button of his seatbelt and it retracts to his shoulder.

"Now, now, little darling," his other hand pinches your neck and you rack with agony, "I'm just getting a feel of ya."

"Please," you beg, "why–"

"I ain't being mean, blossom," he assures you, "and I don't wanna be."

You writhe and reach back to clasp his wrist, "you're hurting me–"

"Ain't meaning to," he loosens his grip, "sorry, sweetheart, all I want is a kiss. How about that? We had a good day, didn't we?"

"I… a kiss?" You murmur, his hand linger behind your neck as his other falls to your stomach. You only realise then how he leans into you. "But…"

"But what, sweetheart? I bought you a scoop, I been real sweet like," he pets he back of your head, "it's just a little peck on the lips."

"But… but… I'm in college."

"You're full grown, sweet thing."

You look around, veins coursing with ice as you tremble wildly. You don't even know where you are. You look down at your lap and his large hand as it slips to rest on your thigh.

"I see," he drags his hand away from your pant leg, "you were only usin' me."

You frown and fold your arms across your middle. You lean on the car door and shake your head. That's not what you were doing at all.

"You asked me for ice cream, I…"

"And I paid. Got your friend home safe, too. Givin' ya a ride and all. All I'm asking is a small thank you."

You sniff and wriggle in the seat, "you touched me…"

"You look so good, I couldn't help myself, promise, I'll keep my hands to myself."

You stare at the dashboard as horror tugs at your lips. You just want to go but you don't see a way out. Not without making things worse.

"Alright, if I… will you still take me to the library?"

"Course I will. Like I said."

"Okay," you turn your head and drop your hands to clutch them in your lap, "I could… I could give you a kiss."

He smirks and pushes a lock of hair away from his face as it droops forward. He leans in as your eyes round. You force them closed and quickly peck him on the mouth.

As you pull back, he growls. You open your eyes shyly. His mouth slants and he huffs.

"Come on, darling, just… let me show ya, alright?" He grips the headrest above your head and brings his other hand to your chin, "all soft like."

He leans in as you freeze in terror. He presses his lips to yours, holding them there with a hum, his tongue gliding wetly across yours before he parts. He hovers only an inch away.

"Wasn't that nice?" He tickles your cheek.

You blink and make yourself nod. It wasn't as awful as you expected. This close, you can't help but notice how blue his eyes are.

"I get it, you're shy, we don't gotta go too fast," he sits back and sighs, lifting himself slightly as he adjusts in the seat.

"Yeah…" you babble senselessly.

"Now, uh, library, that on campus?" He asks as he shifts into gear.

"Yes, sir."

You're silent as the daze takes over. You feel his grasp on your chest, you can't shake how it made your insides churn. And the helplessness that flooded you when he had his hand on your neck.

You wring your hands and think. You can't blame him for being mad. The way you led him on, but you didn't even realise! How could you know when you thought that he was just being nice?

"Lee," you eke out as he drives in silence, his fingertips running up and down his thigh.

"Yes, little darling."

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Nothing to be sorry for," he says, "don't you trouble yourself."

"I just… I didn't realise that… was the ice cream… a date?"

He laughs and his hand slips towards the inside of his thigh. You watch his profile as he peeks over at you briefly. He doesn't look as angry as he sounded just a few moments ago.

"I was hopin' so," he says, "unless you got the boys lined up waiting for you."

It's your turn to laugh, more out of embarrassment than amusement.

"No, sir, I don't," you utter.

"I'm a lucky man, then," he preens, "scooping up a blossom of my own."

[silassinclair]

Not Saying “I Love You” Back Prank || D.Mustaine x Reader

Summary: When Dave gets ready to go to practice you don’t say I love you back when he says it before leaving.

I saw this trend on tiktok a while back and thought it was absolutely adorable!! :)

Grabbing his guitar case Dave walked over to you and placed a sloppy smooch on your cheek. Not batting an eye you kept your eyes on your book. Nothing was more difficult than keeping a straight face at the moment as he placed a few more kisses.

So why are you ignoring his affections? Well you read in a magazine about this trend. Girls wouldn’t say “I Love You” back to their boyfriends. Honestly you wanted to see Dave’s reaction so you decided to test it out.

“Bye Baby. I’ll be back from practice later. Love you.” Dave said with a smile and jogged out of your and his shared bedroom.

“Okay Dave, bye, drive safe.” You said with a gentle smile.

Realizing the prank didn’t work you went back to reading. You thought he’d react but I guess he didn’t really care.

But you didn’t hear the front door of the apartment open nor close.

“Love you baby! I’ll be back later!” He called from rooms over. A grin spread across your face meaning that he did in fact notice you not reciprocating.

“Byeeee!” You called back.

No sound of the door latch was heard. A little thud sounding like his guitar case set on the floor sounded however. “I’m leaving now! Love you!” He called out. This time you decided not to reply at all and went back to your book.

Footsteps were heard coming back to the bedroom. Guitar case no longer in hand Dave stood under he doorway with his hands gripping either side of the doorframe.

“Bye bye now, don’t want you to be late.” You said without looking up from your book. Your smirk was hidden behind your worn book.

“Babyyy.” Dave said with a whiny slur. “What is it? Are you mad at me?”

“No I’m not.” You replied. “You don’t want to be late now do you? You know how Lars gets?”

Dave pouted and folded his toned arms. “You’re not saying it back.”

Deciding to play dumb you dodge his statement completely, “Alright hun. I’ll see you later okay?” You said and slightly turned your head and body away from him. You did it to hide your expression but he took it as something else.

Dave stomped over to the bed and face planted onto the mattress. His arms spread like a starfish. Suddenly, he screamed into the mattress, his voice muffled, “I FUCKING LOVE YOU!! SAY IT BACK! YOU’RE KILLING ME HERE~~!”

This was a true test. You almost broke character but you held on. Patting his back you say calmly, “Okay I get it, now get going.”

That only seemed to make him groan louder into the cushions. “Ughhh!!! SAY IT BACK!!” He said and shot up. Now his pleading face was right in front of yours. Again you tried to hide behind the book but he ripped it from your grasp and threw it wherever, the thud of the spine hitting the wall was heard.

“Look at me and tell me what I did babe, cmon I’m dying here!” He held your cheeks and puckered your lips. Placing a quick peck on your lips he moves to your cheek, forehead, and nose. An “I love you” was said for every quick peck. Now you were full on attacked by an onslaught of his love and affection.

A smile cracked on your face and soon full on giggles were heard. Dave took it as a good sign and grabbed you by your waist to cling to you. His face buried in your chest.

“Tell me why you aren’t givin me the lovin I deserve sweet thing.” He said, voice muffled by your chest.

Now you broke. Laughing at his adorable antics you wrapped your arms around him and kissed his neck.

“I’m sorry hun I was just joking around. I love you so much.” You say and kiss his cheek. His nose wrinkles and he takes your chin in his hand.

“I didn’t find it funny. Had me panicked for a second.” He said with a pout. You audibly awe at his cuteness and kiss his nose.

Pulling back with a smile you say, “You’re the cutest thing love. Awe I love you” A kiss to his cheek, “I love you.” his forehead, “I love you!” And his lips.

Dave snarled and grabbed your face with his whole hand pushing you back. “Agh stop you’re so annoying.”

He could feel your smile form in his palm. “But you love me.” You said and pushed his hand off your face in one quick motion. Not expecting that his mouth was agape, which you saw as an opportunity. You latched onto his mouth with your lips and gave him a wet kiss full of passion.

You could feel his body relax and his stiff shoulders drop. Dave’s arm was still around you and his hand was now gently pressed against your flush cheek.

“It was all a prank love I’m sorry.” You say into the kiss. Dave just made an “mhm” sound and didn’t stop his onslaught of tongue. Both his hands moved down to your waist and to the hem of your shorts. His index fingers hooked the elastic and slowly pulled down.

“Hey wait.” You said and drew back. “You have practice.”

Dave chased your lips again but you kept dodging. “David.”

With a groan he got up off the bed. “Fine. But you’re ass is mine when I get back.” He pointed at you.

“Okay okay now get going.” You shooed him out of the bedroom.

“Alright. Bye babe! Love ya!” He said with a final kiss to the cheek.

“Drive safe.” You said as one final jab. Dave whipped around and jumped at you like a wild animal.

“OH NOW YOU’VE DONE IT! I’M GONNA POUND YOUR LITTLE ASS ALL NIGHT LONG BABE AHAHA!” Dave shouted in a maniacal laughter while you screamed. The two of you wrestled until he had you pinned under him, his hands locked in your wrists.

You nervously laughed, “Hehe… I love you?” It sounded more like a question and Dave just sneered.

“Oh no you don’t. You don’t get to speak until I say you can tonight. Not after the shit you pulled.”

Let’s just say you couldn’t walk the next morning….

“YOU’VE DONE IT NOW! THOSE FUCKERS CAN PRACTICE WITHOUT ME, IM POUNDING YOUR ASS ALL NIGHT LONG!”

“Drive safe.” You said and he whipped around to face you.

“OH NOW YOU’VE DONE IT! C’MERE!”

[mugs-n-cans]

im the same guy who asked sniper to get scout flowers! ill prob go by rose anon!!

hey scout, can you return the favor to sniper and give him flowers now?

(ill give you a hint, i think he really likes marigolds. good luck!!!!)

-🌹

Ugh, I’m askin’ Heavy to drive me this time…marigolds…marigolds…I’ll need it, thanks! [He writes the name of the flower on his palm].

[One pleasant drive to the store and back later…]

Snipes!

[Scout has made sure to do up his hair real nice, he wants to look good while giving Sniper his flowers. He knocks on the camper door].

Sniper: Oi, mate—ya look done up. What’s the occasion?

Oh, nothin’. Just wanted to look nice while givin’ my handsome, tall, muscular, rugged Australian guy some pretty flowers! [Scout pulls the bouquet from behind his back. The flowers look a little bit worse for wear].

Sniper grins, taking the bouquet: Awful nice of ya. These are real beauts. Ya did a real good job pickin’ ‘em out, bunny. [He leans over, giving Scout a simple peck on the cheek].

Oh, it—it was nothin’, I mean—wasn’t even my idea, I just got ‘em—for ya, yeah, ya really like ‘em? I’m not used to givin’ flowers, so eh…yeah. Yeah. [He rubs his cheek a bit].

[luverbov]

𐀔 (𝓢) igzai headcanons ィ

“ I never understood, what i was born for “

↺ requested by a friend ( <3 ) fluff 𔓘 ooc

ꕀ Pre-relationship

Ah, so we ignore chapter 114 and Mersault goes smoothly along with Fyodors death, Sigma is finally free, and so Dazai keeps his promise and recruits him to the ADA where he had his entrance exam and our silly casino boy passed.

Sigma sits next to Atsushi, they know each other a little and I feel like they'd be really good friends so!

Sigma is Atsushi's partner (CAUSE Dazai's is Kunikida) and sometimes Dazai gets jealous and whines so he can work with Sigma once every now-and-then.

Since Atsushi is still Dazai's subordinate, I think Sigma would be Kunikida's but they switch sometimes.

Sometimes Dazai goes up to Atsushi and tells him fetch him a coffee, which Atsushi- being the sweetheart he is, obliges to. But really, Dazai just wanted to steal Atsushi's place for a few minutes to annoy and flirt with Sigma.

Dazai takes Sigma down the coffee shop downstairs and Sigma has to watch his painfully horrible attempts of flirting with the waitress and shamelessly embarrassing himself which is lowkey funny to Sigma.

I dunno why I feel like Sigma has givin Dazai the silent treatment a lot and Dazai whines and begs him for attention, he's just spoiled like that ¯\_( ツ )_/¯

Dazai was the one to confess because Sigmas a pussy and I feel like it happened on accident too

ꕀ They're inlove

Honestly Ranpo and Yosano wonders why they didn't date sooner, it was so obvious they were into each other that even Kunikida noticed. Anyways after a few months of teasing and flirting, Dazai grew some balls and asked Sigma out with Ranpo's assistance.

Sigma gives Dazai dark chocolate sometimes, esp after a mission because Dazai likes dark chocolate, FIGHT THE WALL. Dazai loves these little presents and you can catch a glimpse of actual happiness when he receives these. Not silliness. Happiness.

In return Dazai takes Sigma out and treats him to street food (esp crab) because Sigma practically grew up in the Sky Casino, he probably has never had these.

Dazai loves to brag about Sigma to Chuuya and Kunikida, and both of them questions how Sigma deals with Dazai, and honestly, poor boy has no idea either, he just does.

"Well I have a lover! I don't see anyone chasing after you Chuuya~"

Dazai loves rambling about his day to Sigma while cuddling, it makes him feel so safe as Sigma gently strokes Dazai's hair and listen to him rant.

THEY MOVED IN TOGETHER.

Sometimes, Sigma gets woken by Dazai whispering stupid stuff at like 2am which mostly just to piss Sigma off. Dazai always apologizes afterwards and makes it up with gifts and cookies.

Dazai loves admiring Sigma sleep, like they'll be cuddling with Dazai on a sleeping Sigmas chest and Dazai just traces his face gently and plays with his hair

Dazai is a big fan of physical touch so he'll always be grabbing Sigmas waists and hips, he's a lap-sitter for sure and he doesn't mind PDA. They'll be solving a case together and Dazai would randomly kiss Sigmas cheek and enjoy the flustered reaction as Sigma tries to hide his rosy cheeks.

Dazai is a "honey, dear, angel, beautiful" typa guy while Sigma is a "my love, sweetheart" typa guy. I don't think any of them uses "babe, darling, ect." ( Chuuya tho 👀 )

Sigmas kisses are short, gentle pecks which Dazai is more of a sultry, sensual and teasing kiss cause he's just Dazai.

They slow dance from time to time because it reminds them of the day they met, the whole ADA finds it adorable.

ᐢ..ᐢ Shout out to my friend @8st-rjj for helping me, mwah ! ᨒ

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[kookieswan]

“What in the ever livin’ fuck is that?” You gasp in excitement as Jungkook slowly walks into your apartment, eyebrows raised in a mix of confusion and horror. Picking up the small ball of fluff, you carry him over to where you boyfriend stands.

“This is puff. He is my new child and in extension, your new child.” Holding out Puff slightly, you giggle as he lets out a soft mew. Jungkook blinks, lips pursing a bit as he takes in the new addition to your family.

“Can’t say I’d mind givin’ ya a baby, but this…?” You choose not to ponder on that, instead lifting up puff and slotting him into Jungkook’s arms. He holds him awkwardly for a bit, staring down at his newborn. He won’t last long now.

Puff yawns, snuggling closer to Jungkook, purrs extremely loud for such a small kitty. You’d never tell Kook, but it’s hilarious to see such a big strong tattooed man hold such a tiny little kitten. You know Jungkook though, how soft he can really be.

“He likes his daddy! I’m so glad…” You get closer until you’re able to kiss the man’s cheek lightly, then leading down to leave a small peck against Puffs head. He doesn’t move, content in his father’s arms. Jungkook’s eyes soften, and you melt.

“Puff, huh…?” He scratches the kittens head, a smile coming to his lips finally. Puffs eyes open slowly, a soft meow coming out as he gazes up at Jungkook. Success.

Jungkook sets Puff down in the ground as he starts to wiggle, the fluff ball running off to play with a toy. He turns to you, smug smirk on his face as he steps closer until you’re toe to toe.

“So, ‘bout you callin’ me daddy…?”

[gettinshiggywithit]

Day-06

!Candy shopping with izuku!

🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

Scenario:- just you izu and a little candy shopping outting!

Pairing:- izuku midoriya x gn!reader

👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻

The two of you were assigned candy shopping duty and honestly izuku was soo dam preparedd :’)

Like he had a little notebook with all the best candy options to pick from

He’d listed down their best characteristics searched which were most popular and everything!

You’d planned on staying in the store for at least fourty five to fifty minutes but at this rate y’all would be done in five minutes :’)

You really wanted to spend some time with him because it was your first Halloween together as like,a couple

And unbenownst to you he did too and he REALLY regretted makin his list now....

But he was determined to extend your outting as much as possible!

Eventually after walkin in the chilly air(hand in hand might i add!) you were finally there

You looked at the shelves of different types of candy and your mouth began to waterr

But you were on a mission! You hadd to concentrate!

So you pulled out izu’s list( which he had given to you for safe keeping((he honestly wished you’d have lost it..)))

“Okay,” you said “firstt jelly beans!”

He nodded and pulled you towards the racks of coloured beans and a sales employee was soon with you as well

“Hello, how can i help you?”

“Um whats youre most popular jellybean this season please?”

At this you looked to izuku completely confused

He had clearly written “blue rasberry,cherry and party mix” under jelly beans in his list

And while the lady went to collect a few samples of their seasonal best sellers you tapped izukus shoulder and pointed at the list

To which he just laughed and shrugged

“well I mean those were just the ones the internet recommended! Maybe there are better ones we’ll be missing out on if we dont try em!”

“Yh i guess you’re right ‘zu.” You said with a smile before leaning in to give him a little peck on the cheek.

This made him blush a dusty pink and when the clerk came back he as still pink

You tasted the samples and surely enough found some that were scary-good that werent on his list

You bought a whole bunch and also the ones he’d had listed and then moved on to the next item of candy on his list

And again he asked what the seasonal best were,sure you bought the ones hed listed but he always asked....

You were seeing a pattern

WAS HE TRYING TO EXTEND YOUR OUTING???

You had no idea but you honestly werent gonna complain

He wanted to stay longer?well so did you

It worked perfectly

And sure enough it took you nearly TWO hours and you could have sworn you had tried almost everything in the storee (x_x)

Of course when you went to check out,the bill was um... veryy long

But thats okay! ‘Cos you had been given an unlimited budget courtesy of shoto’s (*cough cough endevour’s*) credit card!

As you left the store,backpacks and hands full of candy bags,you both looked down at your huge haul

“You think we overdid it?” Izuku asked

“Nahh bakugou said he wanted our class to be the best this halloween and how would we be the best if we didnt have the best candy and a lot of it too! ”

“I guess youre right...”

“Also um i know what you were doin in there”you said

Which caught him off guard

“You-uh you do???”

“Yeah...Thank You I had fun getting a sugar high and future stomach ache with you Izuku Midoriya “

And with that you leaned in and pressed a little kiss to his lips”

It was a little awkward because the bags in your hands were clashing with the ones in his.

But it was still sweet and the moment still had the two of you blushing

After that you walked home talking about all the candy you’d tried and which ones yours friends would and wouldnt be too fond of

Did you take wayyy longer than you were supposed to?

Yes

Were either of you complaining?

Hell no!

It was a fun day out

And you were ,without a doubt,gonna remember it for a long time.

Your stomachs would undoubtably be givin you painful reminders for the next few hours if not days

“WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?!” Were the first words out of bakugou’s mouth when he first saw you and your loads

Kami,mina,sero and kiri were OVERJOYED and ever ready to go into sugar comas

But bakugou (the responsible little bestie he is{?}) hid everything until the big night

They did however find it and by halloween a good quarter was gone....

~THE END~😭

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please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the mha characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but this story? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

[angel-dust-addict]

"Okay, so ya know a lotta musicians. Got it. Should'a probably figuahed that wit' tha whole radio thing," Angel admitted bemusedly.

With Alastor's assent, Angel moved to settle himself in the deer's lap, giving a peck on the cheek as he did so. He wrapped both arms on one side around him and leaned into him, relishing being close. With one of his other hands, he scrolled through his phone until he came across what he was looking for. He had an instrumental version of the song he was currently using.

"This is what I've got fa' my show now," he told Alastor. He hit play and sat up a little straighter as he waited for his cue. When it came, he started singing, his eyes and markings glowing faintly. "Til death do us part, but we're already past dat phase. This is a brand new start, an' I think I deserve some praise fa' tha way that I a~m. Despite havin' overdosed an' endin' up comatose, I don't give a da~mn. I've let my emotions go. Fuck bein' a sober ho."

He had turned his gaze a bit away from Alastor for those last few lines, but looked back over at him as he continued on. "This is tha mantra, this is my life you're playin' with now 'til tha end'a tha night. Surrounded by fire tha passion ignites! A hit'a that heaven an' hell, a helluva high!"

He hit the chorus with a smile that actually looked genuine. His eyes were still glowing as he sang, "I'm addicted to tha madness. This hotel is my Atlantis. We're forever gonna have a fuckin' reason ta sin, let me leave my soul ta burn an' I'll be breathin' it in. I'm addicted ta tha feeling, gettin' higher than tha ceilin' an' we're never gonna want this fuckin' feelin' ta end, just concede and give in to yer inner demons again!"

There was a brief instrumental break before Angel cut back in with, "Just concede an' give in to yer inner demons again." Just once, and then he leaned into Alastor while the music played. He seemed a little awkward sitting still through it, neither moving nor singing.

He straightened back up a he picked up with the next verse. "Yeah, you fell in love, but you fell deeper in this pit. While death rains from above, so count yer blessings 'cause is it. You're not letting it go~. So what if I misbehave? It's what everybody craves. You already kno~w, so come if yer feelin' brave an' fancy yourself a mate. You want it, I got it. See what you like. We could have it all by the end of the night. Your money an' power, my sinful delight. A hit of that heaven an' hell, a helluva high!"

And then he cycled back into the chorus, allowing himself to lean into Alastor a bit rather than worrying about keeping his posture. "I'm addicted to the madness. This hotel is my Atlantis. We're forever gonna have a fuckin' reason ta sin, let me leave my soul ta burn an' I'll be breathin' it in. I'm addicted ta tha feeling, gettin' higher than tha ceilin' an' we're never gonna want this fuckin' feelin' ta end, just concede and give in to yer inner demons again!"

There was another short instrumental break, then the chorus repeated again. A few more bars of music followed that, but once the music stopped, Angel started singing again, adding, "I'm addicted ta tha so~rrow when tha buzz ends. By tomorrow, there's another rush'a poison flowin' inta my veins, givin' me a dose'a pleasure that resides by tha pain. I'm addicted, I'm dependent. Lookin' awesome, feeling helpless. And I know I'm raisin' Cain by every highway in Hell. Maybe things won't be so terrible inside this hotel."

He was still for just a moment after he finished singing. The glow faded from his eyes and he settled in closer against Al. Then, quietly, he explained, "It really ain't supposed ta be just me singin' that. 'Least, it wasn't written fa' just me. Cherri helped me write it an' it's really meant ta be more like a duet. First verse's mine, second's hers. Hers is actually about her asshole of a boyfriend. We wrote it right afta' she ditched 'im an' I moved inta this place. And, uh, tha bit at tha end ain't in my shows. Didn't even let Val hear that fa' him ta tell me ta cut it. It just didn't fit fa' tha show. It's more just me ventin'."

With that, he fell silent, resting his head on the deer's shoulder and just watching Alastor quietly. He knew he sounded better with musical backing. This song was probably also a little easier to hear. It was at least a lot more upbeat. If you didn't pay close attention, it would seem happy. Granted, that last verse sort of ruined that illusion entirely.

The ding that emanated from the deer was telling. Alastor was excited. Perhaps it was just having a new act to fawn over. That was probably it. But that was fine. Angel was more than happy to let Alastor indulge in that.

He didn't immediately move to retrieve his phone, though. Alastor had wrapped an arm around him and nestled his face into the spider's hair. Angel didn't want to dislodge him. After all, he was still marveling slightly at Alastor being so forgiving.

The offer to find musical talent to accompany him did catch his attention. Softly, he replied, "I'm up fa' singin' if ya wanna hear it. An' I'm kinda curious as ta how ya'd come up with musical talent. It's not that I'm doubtin' ya, it's just... not big band or jazz, ya know? You'll see when I get my phone. But, uh, I also don't know why ya'd do that. It's not like I eva' record tha shit I write just ta write it. An' it ain't exactly dat Val said it's not good enough. He ain't heard most of 'em. 'Cause he wouldn't take 'em well. Some of 'em're about him an' he wouldn't take too kindly ta dat."

By which Angel meant coming home cut to ribbons once more would be a distinct possibility, depending on the song. Angel was careful about what he let the moth hear. He had to be.

The spider wasn't really thinking about the possibility of Alastor wanting to record those songs. He didn't even consider it. He had only ever recorded anything when it was for work. And even then, it was mainly so that if he couldn't sing for some reason, he would still have music for his act. And even still, he preferred to simply sing live rather than lipsync. It was likely no one in the audience realized that. They weren't there to hear him sing, after all.

Finally, he shifted to pull himself out of Alastor's embrace. Quickly, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand. But instead of sitting back down - either in seiza or curled up next to Alastor as he had been - he stayed on his knees, looking as though he was waiting for a cue of some sort.

[lovelyunholyc]

NSFW - MINORS + BLANK / AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

content warning: smut, oral (m! receiving), light praise, gender neutral reader. atsumu has the tiniest pair of shorts known to man and boy do they look good on him

you look up from groggily checking the time on your phone when your lovely boyfriend speeds past the doorway of your shared bedroom.

a sly smile creeps onto your lips, and you call out, "where do you think you're going, handsome?"

it's bait and he knows it. he has a regular practice schedule, and you've memorized it by now, even the days when he's more likely to stay later and the different drills they have to do.

atsumu peeks his head in a moment later nonetheless, mischievous grin already in place. "i'm late, darlin'," he says, and doesn't look the least bit regretful or apologetic about it. he'd rolled out of bed mere minutes ago and thrown on a random set of his workout clothes, waking you in the process, and his hair is the perfect kind of messy and soft that gives you the urge to run your fingers through it.

you sit up a little more in your mess of sheets and pillows, knocking one to the floor and making him laugh, though you're pouting back at him. "at least kiss me goodbye."

his grin doesn't slip as he makes his way over to you, bag already slung over his shoulder. "wasn't gonna leave without givin' it to ya, baby."

you rub the sleep from your eyes just as he reaches you and pecks at your lips, and when your vision clears, you can't help your little gasp, eyes widening slightly, brows raised. "'tsumu," you breathe in awe, gaze sliding down his body in appreciation, honing in on the exposed muscle of his thighs, that smooth, golden skin you love so, peeking out at you from the tiny exercise shorts sticking to them that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.

not that you needed to imagine.

the man in question only hums in acknowledgement, busy with kissing each of your cheeks and your forehead now, unperturbed by your open ogling.

"'tsumu, i repeat," you start again, swallowing around the saliva that's quickly collected in your mouth, before grasping him gently by the shoulders to get his attention. "where do you think you're going?"

atsumu looks down at you just a little bit confused, until he sees the lustful gleam in your eyes as you stare him up and down in a way that makes him beam with a surge of pride and confidence - a look he knows all too well, that makes his heart start to speed up.

"in these?" you continue, hands at his hips now, thumb stretching the waistband of his shorts and snapping it back against his skin, making him shiver.

he bites his lip to rein in the brilliant grin that threatens to break. "too late to change now, baby," he says, playing along and moving closer to you on the side of the bed, the lecture he can imagine his captain giving him later already fading from his thoughts as he lets his bag fall from his shoulder and onto the floor with a soft thud. he's already late, right? a few more minutes won't make that much of a difference.

"actually, i don't think you should." you rub at his hips and the dip of his waist over his shirt, fingers sliding down to squeeze gently at the supple flesh of his ass and making him jump slightly, chuckling.

"yeah?"

"yeah." you tug him even closer, lick your lips and look up at him, only to see the devilish smirk you wear mirrored back at you. "you look so good, baby."

"ya think so?"

"mhmm," and you sit him down on the edge of the bed so you can kiss him more fully, sparks of desire igniting into a full flame when you straddle him and feel that he's already hard, from your praise and lustful attention alone. "so fucking good, i could just eat you up," and you move your hips against his, making a breath catch in his throat, a soft whimper swallowed down in your kisses. "and i'm going to," and you reach into those tiny little shorts of his to pull his dick out, eliciting a quiet moan when you thumb at the leaking head and trace the prominent vein that lines the underside of his shaft.

you smile at him when you reposition, licking his precum from your fingers and making him groan at the sight before you're situating yourself on your knees on the floor in front of him. "fuck, baby, you're killin' me," he sighs without an ounce of frustration, eyes glittering with mirth instead.

you peel those lovely shorts along with his underwear down and off his strong thighs, lavishing them with affection, the prominent cords of muscle flexing a bit when you nip playfully at them. and when you're finally in between, it's almost euphoric for you too, popping the head of his cock in your mouth and letting his headiness burst on your tongue. "gotta make this quick, since you're late and all," you tease with a wink when you pop off, and it's all he can do to nod and laugh breathlessly. his fingers find your hair, gathering it up in his fist when you lave at his length, coating it in your saliva and earning a deep, satisfied groan when you relax your jaw and slowly inch him in.

by the time the tip of your nose touches the short dark hair at the center of his pelvis, drool drips down your chin, and your instinctual swallow around your mouthful makes his hips twitch.

"f-fuck, that's it, baby," atsumu whines, and your chest swells with pride at the strain in his voice, the unsteadiness of his breathing and the grip he has on the roots of your hair. there's something tender there, too, however, in the way he doesn't cease his praise, even as his voice fluctuates from whispers to moans and back again, gasping about how well you're doing, taking him so sweetly down your throat; in the way his other hand caresses your cheek, catches stray teardrops that leak from the corners of your eyes in exertion.

you both can tell he won't last long, so you double your efforts, tugging at his balls and twisting your fist around what you can't cover with your mouth. atsumu can't help bucking up to chase the wet heat of your mouth, the irresistible sound you make to spur him on when he nudges the back of your throat, cock pulsing against your cheeks, head thrown back and losing himself in your rhythm, the way you almost seem to be enjoying yourself as much as he is.

you pull away once more only to ask a question that nearly makes him cum on the spot, your hand taking over what your mouth had been doing for the moment. "i can take it, okay, gorgeous?" you have the audacity to wink at him, and atsumu swears he could marry you right then and there, with his dick in your hand and your voice raw and huskier than normal from him, reassuring him from your position though he feels like it should be the other way around.

he is gorgeous like this, so lovely with that glazed over look in his eyes, mouth dropped open and brows furrowed, trying to process the pleasure he's feeling so profoundly. he looks as if he could be sculpted from marble, your fingers squeezing at the plush of those irresistible thighs, just to make sure they're real though you're caged between them, and from this close you can freely admire how his abs contract with each drop of bliss you give him, eyes softening at the rare freckles that adorn his pretty skin in places only you've memorized.

wasting no time, you take him back in your mouth, lolling out your tongue to trace at the underside of his cock again, before pulling back to swirl at the head. atsumu squirms in his seat, groans an incoherent string of words he's sure wouldn't make sense in any language or iteration, because you're driving him absolutely insane and god, does he love you. before he knows it you're swallowing him back down your throat, bobbing your head and hollowing out your cheeks. when you pull back again and suction at the swollen tip, hand twisting at the base, his body seizes up, and you know he's done for.

atsumu all but cries out your name, nearly lost in the babble of curses and proclamations of love that escape him. you moan along with him in encouragement, the vibrations of your voice around his length making him shudder pleasantly and curl in towards you, back bowing until he can nearly kiss the top of your head even with your nose pressed snugly to his pelvis, swallowing down all you can, a small dribble of his cum and your spit escaping, dripping down the corner of your mouth.

when he finishes, mind reeling as he gasps for breath, he wipes at the mess on your face and massages your jaw, melting at the loving look in your eyes and laughing breathlessly, disbelievingly. "you're somethin' else," he says, and drags you back up into his lap, kisses you until you're just as breathless, humming at the taste of himself that lingers in your mouth when he pries it open with his tongue, slow and deep, in quiet appreciation.

"and you're really late, baby," you tell him when you manage to gather the willpower to pull away from his lips.

atsumu grins against your cheek, you can feel it scorched into your skin when he trails up the line of your jaw to nip playfully at your earlobe. and then he's moving you, shifting you easily in his strong arms to lay flat on your back on the bed, the speed of the motion evidence of his eagerness. it makes you giggle. he only hums, barely looking up from his self appointed task of branding his lips into every part of you he can, settling in between your thighs. "there's somethin' i gotta do first," he drawls, sending pleasant shivers down your spine as he carefully moves your legs over his shoulders, that dangerous, hungry glitter in his eyes that makes your thighs squeeze around him instinctively.

you laugh, giddy even as your arousal spikes and bleeds into the rest of your body, fingers finding the soft blonde of his bedhead as he ducks his head with a grin just as carefree and joyful.

[honeymaki]

deku deku deku deku 🥺🥺 dilf deku who can’t help givin you all his cum right when you ask for it 🥺🥺🥺 who spoils you rotten n accepts the consequences of turning you into a brat 🥺🥺🥺 deku deku deku deku 🥺🥺🥺

deku deku deku:(( so nice to you, always gives you what you want cause you're his good girl, his best girl, his cute lil cum slut who begs nd begs for his thick, pearly cum even in public:((

bringin' your glossy lips close to his grizzly cheek, pecking him nd whispering how much you want his cum all drippy nd sticky in your panties🥺🥺 in this cute lil cafe he'd brought you too? s'mean of you to even flutter your eyelashes nd say "please daddy, I'll be good I promise," nd he's got you shunted into a quiet bathroom somewhere with your panties tight around your fleshy thighs nd your cute hands all little and barely able to match the way Deku's thrusting his big leaky cock between them:((

he loves it when you beg for his cum, but loves it more, especially, god he adores it when you don't, when you're squirming nd kicking and scratching him nd his big big body over yours🥺🥺 adding to his scars and squealing that he's too deep, that you're gonna tear in two, that he can't cum in you cause there's no space, daddy please, s'too much, too big, too much:(( but big big Deku nd his broad hands smush into the backs of your thighs and squashes you into the mattress and cums buckets🥺🥺 so much, so fuckin much you can hear it spurting out of your abused, puffy lil hole:((, humping you, rutting into you cause he's still cumming nd grunting nd choking like he's a silly virgin, all cause you were too full nd didn't want his cum, Deku's gonna give it to you anyways

[obsessedasusual]

Important Jobs - Chibs Telford x Reader

Pairing: Chibs Telford X Reader

Warnings: Mention of guns, blood, pregnancy, swearing.

Summary: After getting pistol whipped, you and Chibs have a discussion about safety.

Note: Listen... it's short, it's sweet, it's what I needed to wind down after work. I love this man.

“Tara seriously,” you laughed pushing her hand away from where she was holding a cloth to your eyebrow, “I’m fine. It’s just a scratch.”

“Y/N, the bitch hit you with her gun. You’ve got blood everywhere and a fucking egg forming on your forehead. You are not fine,” she gently pulled the cloth away and you saw her cringe when the bleeding continued, hurriedly pressing it right back on your injury causing you to hiss, “Sorry. This shouldn’t need stitches. You sure you don’t feel dizzy? Sick at all?”

You shook your head, abruptly stopping when Tara grabbed your chin and gave a stern look. You loved your friend, you really did. And it was unbelievably handy having a doctor so handy, especially for times like this. But right now, all you wanted to do was crawl your way down to the dorms and pass out wrapped in a comfortable blanket. It had been a big night.

“No, Tarz. No dizziness, no wooziness, no seeing double, no concussion.” You smiled at the wall but quickly dropped it when you heard a new voice enter the room.

“And no fuckin’ common sense either apparently,” Chibs stood with his arms crossed in the doorway, even though you were hidden by Tara’s form you could feel his glare on you, “Doc, do you mind givin’ me and my lovely lady a minute.”

It wasn’t said as a question. Tara caught your eye and asked you a silent question. You lifted the corner of your lip slightly and nodded, lifting your hand to take hold of the cloth on your eyebrow.

Chibs shifted closer, sharing a look with Tara as she left the room.

“You want to explain what happened tonight, my lovely?”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m you would’ve heard by now.”

He sighed deeply, pursing his lips and staring at the wall behind before he made his way over to have a closer look at your injury, “Aye, I heard. What the fuck were you doing wrestling a gun out of that crazy gash’s hands?”

“She was pointing the thing at Tara, Chibs! You should’ve seen her - she would’ve used it. I didn’t think she was gonna fucking pistol whip me.”

He muttered a stop movin’ at your animated explanation, “Ima’s fuckin’ nuts, Y/N. You know that.”

You sighed and nodded lightly. He was right, Ima was nuts. When she’d shown up looking for a night with Jax you knew the evening was going to be anything but boring. You hadn’t expected her to pull a gun on Tara after she’d told her that he wasn’t there and to fuck off. So what if Tara had socked her in the eye first?

Chibs tilted your head up to face him, bending down to give you a light peck, “No more fuckin’ gun fights. That’s my job.”

“How come you get the exciting job.” You joked, gazing up at him. He chuckled and checked the light swelling on your eyebrow.

“Because you, my lovely, have to take it easy while you’re growin’ our babe,” one of his hands drifted down to your noticeable bump, “That’s the most important job.”

You hummed in agreement, “I wish your ‘wee babe’ would hold back on the morning sickness.”

Chibs let out a laugh through his nose and got to his knees in front of you, bringing his forehead to rest on your growing stomach, “I’m sure she’ll make it up to you when she gets here.”

You ran a hand through his greying hair, “She?” You felt him hum against your shirt.

“I know these things. Call it Scottish intuition.”

“I guess wisdom comes with age.” That earned you a pinch on the thigh.

“You’re lucky I love you, you cheeky shite.”

“Could say the same, old man.”

Chibs shook his head and used your thighs to push himself up so he was level with your face, “No more putting yourself in those situations, Y/N. I’m serious.”

You raised a hand to cup his face and brushed your thumb against his cheek, “I know. No more gun fighting. Promise.”

He pressed a firm kiss to your lips, “Good lass.”

[sexlapis]

That soft dom Nanami got me thirsting for a full foreplay sess with him 😍 big hands on a plush body, gentle but domineering kisses, grinding on each other to pull a groan out 😮‍💨

a/n: this is longer than it was supposed to be but nanami foreplay is so real

yess…he would take foreplay so srsly too like it’s an event or smth…foreplay with nanami would last so long too, like 2-3 hours of it. making out with him is so dreamy…you’re in his lap & he’s gentle but of course he’s dominating the kiss, his mouth moving slowly with yours leaving you gasping and whimpering in between kisses, leaving ur head all warm n fuzzy..he runs his tongue over your lips, your teeth, leaving a string of salvia connecting you both when you pull away 💓💓💓. you’re rolling your hips against his, dry humping each other like fucking rabbits..just smth so desperate about not even bothering to remove your clothes beforehand. nanami is a patient man but he has his breaking points…proven by when he is pushing you onto the bed and crawls on top of you, givin u a kiss before worshiping your body…

he starts at your neck, littering slow, deliberate marks there…then to your plush chest, tugging and rolling your dark nipples between his fingers getting them all hard…taking handfuls of your chest & massaging them before putting ur nipple in his mouth, sucking & rolling his tongue over it & nibbling on it gently before placing a kiss on it & then repeating it all on your other nipple. nanami jiggles your chest within his big hands before kissing down your body to your stomach..he loves ur soft pudgy stomach sm, running his hands over it leaving goosebumps, biting at it gently, placing soft kisses all over it…his actions have u near tears tbh.nanami moves down ur body lower, completely ignoring the place between your legs (he gently pinches your hips when you whine at that action, saying, “be patient darling..we haven’t even got to the fun part yet.”) hes between ur legs & praising your inner thighs…runs his lips up and down both of them before leaving light pecks & bites on them…the throbbing between ur legs is almost unbearable atp but you love how’s he treating u too much to get him to stop. he kisses down to ur calf kissing each ankle too..loving on every inch of ur body 🥺

nanami then has you on all fours just to admire how pretty you look from behind…smoothing his big hands down your spine making you gasp n shiver..his big hands palming both ur ass, squeezing both cheeks n slapping them gently to watching them jiggle, gripping your hip as a warning when you start to push back against his hand. his hand finally comes to in between your legs, two fingers caressing gently at your cunt…

ok i gotta stop before it gets too long 💀

a/n: send me thirsts abt jjk characters i beg

[maddenleftchat]

An idea I just had: forehead smooches for the yanderes (assuming that the taller ones were sitting/leaning forward/lying down when these happened)

I feel like Dream and Schlatt would be amused by it, since it’s such a small form of affection that you’re giving them

DreamXD, Techno and Wilbur would also be amused, but return the affection (with the voices now constantly demanding your affection)

Blob Dream and Ghostbur both letting out a small gasp/squeak before returning the forehead smooch, or as much as Blob Dream can do as a Blob. Probably just head rubs for him. But they will now surprise you with forehead smooches/head rubs if it looks like you’ve had a bad day. Thoughts?

- 👑

Oh boy! A lot of characters :) these are going to be more short and playfully. Not quite my normal head cannons.

Triggers: fluff, reader being mocked for their hight. Possessive behavior, and very mild like yandere behavior. This is safe to read for all.

Enjoy.

Dream

You giving Dream forehead kisses: He would be quite surprised, but happy. Dream would likely have to be either sitting/kneeling down for you to kiss his forehead. If not he’ll tease you by standing on his tippy toes to make himself taller, or he’ll just move out of the way. All while mocking your height (not everyone can be 6’2-or more Dream…)

Dream giving you forehead kisses: No matter where the kiss, it's going to drag on for longer than needed. So for forehead kisses, Dream will wrap an arm around your head to hold you in place while he gives an unneededly long forehead kiss. But he’ll also give you quick pecks randomly. The kisses can be a bit hard pressured sometimes.

Rating:7/10

DreamXD

You giving XD forehead kisses: it’s kinda hard, not gonna lie. But it is possible when he is sitting and working. And it's more like kissing the mask, but he still feels the pressure. XD will be very confused, and will ask what you just did, once you explain it he’ll go silent. He isn’t good with humans and their body language and affection language as a whole. You are as much of a learning experience to him, as he is you. So he will be very touched when you kiss his forehead for the first time.

XD givin you forehead kisses: Sometimes he will lift his mask to give you gentle and soft forehead kisses. But if he isn’t lifting the mask, then he’ll either copy the movement of a forehead kiss and put the bottom of the mask to your forehead and other times he’ll just do a forehead to forehead kinda thing.

Rating: 8/10

BlobDream

You giving Blob forehead kisses: It’s pretty easy to give Blob forehead kisses, when he isn’t moving around a bunch. But when you do kiss his forehead, all movements will stop. It’s like he is frozen in time. This only lasts for a few seconds when he starts to jump up and down at like mock 5. He will waddle and jump around squeaking from victory.

Blob giving you forehead kisses: well… he can’t, but, like XD, he will mock the movement and press his little smile to your forehead. Hopefully you don’t have a bad back, because you’ll have to bend over to let Blob give you forehead kisses. But he also will just nuzzle your cheek and hands.

Rating: 10/10

Wilbur

You giving WIlbur forehead kisses: Wilbur will be amused, but slightly confused of why you are doing this. But he has learned to not look a gift horse in the mouth. Wilbur will literally melt into your touch every time you give him or attempt to give him a forehead kiss. At times when he’s feeling cocky, he’ll make sure you have to use something to help you reach his forehead.

Wilbur giving you forehead kisses: Wilbur had been giving you forehead way before you started giving them to him. But Wilby is an aggressive yandere, so he isn't the most gentle all the time with stuff like this. In turn his forehead kisses will be forced onto you if needed. But the kisses themselves are harsh and just possessive.

Rating: 5/10

Ghostbur

You giving Ghostbur forehead kisses: He would be over the moon, but also a flustered mess. It would take a hot minute for Ghostbur to react and even process the sweet kiss. It is likely that you kissed his forehead while he was in the middle of talking. But when he does it he gets a hilarious expression. (Insert confused Deku face.) Ghostbur, like Wilbur, will melt into your touch with go puppy eyes.

Ghostbur giving you forehead kisses: Ghostbur will first ask you a million times if it's okay that he gives you a forehead kiss. But once you say the required yes a million times, he will give you forehead kisses very often, like when you're having a bad day or something. The kisses themselves are sweet, soft and gentle.

Rating: 10/10

Technoblade

You giving Techno forehead kisses: you will likely do this when he is reading to you. But Techno won’t freeze up like the others, no. He’ll just act like nothing happened and continue reading. Meanwhile deep down the man's heart is palpitating, and the voices are losing their shit. Some of the voices are angry-flustered and others are swooning and awning at how gentle you are. Techno will have a very light blush however.

Techno giving you forehead kisses: Techno’s main love language is physical touch, so after clearing it with you first, forehead kisses are pretty common. Most of the time it's his way of saying good morning and goodnight. It’s a good way to start and end the day with both of you. The kisses themselves are sweet, long, and meaningful.

Rating:9/10

Schlatt

You giving Schlatt forehead kisses: Yeah…no. This man will barely give you the chance. But if you somehow do give him one, he’ll freeze up for a moment. Schlatt would then slowly pull his gaze over to you and glare. He’s not happy on the outside, but he won't yell. He'll just tell you to leave him alone. But, deep down, he did appreciate it. That's if he’s not in a good mood. But if he is in more of a neutral mood/cocky, good mood. Schlatt will make sure you can’t reach his forehead and then mock you about your height. :(

Schlatt giving you forehead kisses: This never happens while you are awake. Schlatt doesn’t want to take the chance, so whenever you are sleeping, that's when he strikes. He’ll give you a fast kiss before getting his ram lookin’ ass out of there. The kisses themselves are actually soft and loving.

Rating: 6/10

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— eventful encounter —

Warnings: strong language, a bit of angst, fluff

Summary: Bucky’s enjoying the morning until he’s not.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader from A Turn Of Events

Word Count: ~850

A/N: This is for @angstysebfan and it takes place about three or four years after.

“Bucky!” Bucky was quick to look up and see you standing with a pout on your face and a book in your hand. You were wearing a hoodie of his with leggings that hugged every curve of your legs and he knew he wouldn’t be forgetting the sight in front of him for a while. He grinned.

This was one of his favourite times of the day. Early morning with the sun blaring through the windows to light your bookstore in a way that warmed his heart. He would help plan out your schedule while you went around and stocked the shelves with new books, calling out to him whenever you couldn’t reach high enough. He lived for moments like these.

“Don’t just stare at me,” you whined, your eyes getting watery. “Come help me.” Shit. He was walking around the counter then and making his way to you before the tears could flow down your cheeks. He grabbed the book from your hand gently, dropping a kiss to your head and letting his hand touch your back. A gentle reminder that he never wanted to see you cry.

“‘M sorry, baby,” he mumbled into your hair after he put away another book. You sniffed and wrapped your hands around his middle, leaning your head against the part where flesh met metal.

“Don’t be,” you whispered, yawning. “I’m just a hormonal mess right now, and it doesn’t help that I couldn’t sleep last night.” He hummed at that, tightening his arms around your shoulders before he pulled away to touch your growing stomach with his left hand—something you had had to ask him to do when you had started to feel a bit too hot one night.

“You two givin’ your momma a hard time, huh?” He rubbed lightly, smiling when he felt a small kick. “Kickin’ her? Come on now. That’s my wife. She doesn’t deserve that.” The bell rang overhead the front door, indicating a customer.

“Bucky...” you trailed off, tapping his shoulder and gesturing over his shoulder with your head. He looked over and saw the one person he wasn’t expecting; Sharon. His hand dropped from your stomach and wrapped around your shoulder instead. He tensed and he knew you felt that because you urged him forward.

She gave the two of you a tight-lipped smile. “Hey.” Bucky recorperated her smile and greeting while you just nodded at her. Bucky didn’t dare to say anything. He was too focused on why she was here and why now. Why now that he was happy with his life and, as far as he had heard, she was happily married as well.

“How are you guys?” She asked with little resentment. Her eyes darted down to your stomach and she smiled. “Congrats, by the way.”

“Thank you,” you said, giving her a genuine smile before you squeezed Bucky’s forearm. “I should go set up the schedule. I’ll be in the office.” You gave him a look, a look he knew meant that you had an excuse for him as well, but he didn’t need to use it right now. So he nodded and smiled, giving you a sweet peck on your lips. When the door closed behind you, he looked at Sharon.

“Why are you here?” He sounded harsh, but he wasn’t exactly trying to be nice. He knew Sharon from all those years ago and knew that she never just showed up to say hi. She smirked at him.

“Not here to do anything, I promise,” she said, nodding towards the door you were behind. “Just checking.”

“For what?” A spark of fear shot up his spine at those words. Were you in danger? Hell, he had left the field out of fear of enemies finding out that you and him were married. If that hadn’t worked, you were never going to be safe. Neither the twins when they arrived.

“Don’t worry, Barnes,” Sharon mumbled. “SHIELD's back up and running and they’re keeping tabs on you. Both of you.”

His eyebrows furrowed.

“Trust me at least this much, Barnes. She’s not in danger and neither is your kid.”

“Kids,” he corrected out of instinct. She wasn’t the first one to think that.

“Double congrats then. But, um, seriously, I’m only running errands on behalf of SHIELD. I’m not here to break the two of you up because of what you did that day.” She laughed without humour in it. “It was humiliating, yes. But I know you didn’t love me—I knew it then too. I was just too caught up living in a fantasy that you loved me. More than anyone. More than her. Obviously not.”

“Sharon,” Bucky started, getting nowhere when she raised her hand to stop him.

“I don’t want an apology, Barnes. I really don’t. I don’t want regret because we’re both happy. Happier than ever.” She started walking backwards. “And I’ll let you know if there’s anything coming your way. Keep your nose clean and keep her happy.” She winked and left.

“Bucky!” Bucky smiled to himself. Yeah, he was going to keep you happy.