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buff-muffin · 1 month
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Robin has always had a little bit of a dark sense of humour throughout the anime but it really comes out post timskip, which really implies to me that this is Sabo’s fault. He made one joke about popping a human skull like an egg, and Robin’s first response was that the brain was far too tough to simulate an egg yolk, you with need to pulverise the brain first to get it close to that consistency. And I feel like from that point on they kept making really twisted jokes at each other with sweet little smiles and that’s how they bonded. After all they seemed close in dressrosa :)
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I got a little funky with this design i made for sabo in a previous post
The idea of Koala being like I SWEAR TO YOU WE WILL GET YOU THAT FRUIT and then immediately regretting getting him the fruit because she didnt think about the implication of what that man would be capable of doing now that he got the fukcing fruit.
I love thinking about koala seeing Ace’s ghost that just winked at her and being just horrified. He knew this was gonna happen. He knows the Trials and Tribulations that are in store for her. That smug bastard.
Also i was morally obligated to draw this angular as hell man as soft as i could, hence the last image.
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nippleplayer0 · 2 months
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JJK CUDDLE POSITIONS
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Ooc Villains because I'm too weak to write super mean men. They have to be soft babies.
Includes : Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Nanami, Mahito, Yuji, Megumi, Nobara
REQUESTS OPEN !!
GOJO
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You can't escape him. LIKE ITS ACTUALLY KINDA SCARY THE FIRST FEW TIMES U TWO SLEEP TOGETHER. You wake up in a hot sweat being SMOTHERED by his 6'3 ass. Its horrifying. Hes a blanket hog for sure, but that doesnt really matter cause wherever him and the blankets are, you are too. SNORES RIGHT INTO UR EAR.
GETO
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Cling onto him like a monkey cause you're the only one he'll let do it 😭🙏 I just know his feet are cold asf. He likes putting them on you randomly. Wakes up periodically just to make sure you're okay.
SUKUNA
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This except he has a resting bitch face LMAOAOAO. Or, consider, Sukuna, king of curses, having an absolute baby face when he sleeps.. Lol.. You don't need any blankets cuz his ass is WARM. Ur the one clinging onto him if ur lucky sorry lol
NANAMI
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Still so protective, even in his sleep.. Reads before he goes to bed, with you clinging onto him. You think he's just not much of a cuddler, but once hes sure you're asleep.. He's wrapped around you. Wakes up before you, so you'll never know.
MAHITO
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Hes a big fucking baby (im delusional). IM SORRY I LOVE HIM 😭🙏 IM BLINDED ☹️🙏This can go both ways. Childish nature, loves feeling held and loved. Even if its just a stupid human thing. But he also loves smothering you like that. Says he'll suffocate you while you sleep but he wont.. ahaha......
YUJI
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Likes feeling you on top of him, the weight is comforting. Makes him feel all cozy and comfy. Legs wrapped around u 24/7 bro is a koala. Hes also warm, good luck not overheating. Also !! Not shown in the pic but he totally rests his hands on ur ass SORRY.
MEGUMI
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An actual rock. He doesnt move. Doesnt make a sound. Dont even know if he breathes. U can climb on him like a playground and he'll just sit there honk shoo mimimiii 😴😴😴😴 An actual struggle for him when he needs to wake up though. Pretends to be annoyed (He loves it)
NOBARA
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SHES A LITTLE SPOON 4 LIFE !! Favorite hobby is snoring into your chest. Like Gojo, you cant escape. You manage to move ? Shes following. Mildly heavy sleeper until you move. She snaps awake. If you tease her though she puts u on a cuddle ban 💔
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dreamermonica · 1 year
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love of a kind !
in which they are in need of your undivided attention while you're busy—clingy headcannons for the boys!
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—includes isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, michael kaiser
—gender of reader is not specificied, fluff, comfort, some crack, idiots in love wtv
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ISAGI when he notices that he hasn't received that much affection from you today; 😧😞😣☹️—he's an adorable and understanding cinnamon roll even if he's quite sad though! he won't bother you and patiently wait around until you're done with whatever you're doing before wrapping you in his arms all for himself. he knows you'll be done before he knows it, so he just waves off the horrifying initial realization that you weren't giving him his daily doses of kisses and cuddles—opting to watch some football videos on his phone in the meantime. he'd probably even help you with it too if it's in his area of expertise. ah, he's so cute. we worship green flags in this house baby!!
“thanks for being patient, yoichi. there's just too many things i need to do.”
“aha, it's fine to prioritize some things over my needs sometimes! but just always make sure you make it up to me by the end of the day, okay?”
BACHIRA loudly whines and latches onto you not much unlike a koala. he's now loudly complaining against your ear as to why you aren't cuddling him like usual and that it's making him itch for your touch, completely disregarding the work you're doing on hand as he all but begs you to get into bed with him and sleep the day away. you're tempted to scold him for interrupting you but then you remember that he rarely gets day offs like these, especially now that he's directly put in a path to become a pro. so with a withheld sigh and a pat of approval to his head, you both unceremoniously crash into the sheets and huddle together for warmth.
“this is the first time you aren't trying to tickle me...do you have an ulterior motive?”
“hehe, i really just want to spend more time with you, you know! so pretty please—indulge me and drop all your thoughts about your work for now. just this once.”
NAGI latches onto you too, but he just, remains quiet unlike mr. bumblebee over here. he's much like a domestic pet cat when clingy, and if you're being honest; it's goddamn adorable. he's boredly slumping over your form, playing video games on his phone while you're doing whatever you need to do on your desk. it seems that when he's deprived of affection, his first instinct is to just touch you in any way instead of kindly asking for your attention like a normal, mentally stable lover would do. though you don't entirely mind his little intrusion on your personal space. it's endearing that he still acknowledges you're busy and just deals with his neediness himself by quietly accompanying you.
“if i finish this game before you finish your work, can we cuddle the rest of the day?”
“nagi.”
“sorry. it was worth a shot.”
REO dials up someone and has a conversation for like, three minutes maximum and just stares at you right after the call. for a minute. then another minute. and then another. a few more minutes passes and then—oh! your boss suddenly calls you out of nowhere and tells you that the papers don't need to be done anymore and that you can enjoy the rest of your weekend without any hitches? how convenient! reo wants some time of your day right now as well! what a coincidence! definitely not the innerworkings of a child of nepotism! wow! you're currently side-eyeing him as you ask your boss what's with sudden change of plans.
“...reo, what did you do?”
“nothing...too significant. just a bit of bribing so you can finally pay attention to me. something wrong with it?” atleast he's honest.
RIN sulks silently. although it's subtle enough that most people wouldn't see him being more moody than usual, it still doesn't change the fact that it's a complete shock to anyone that knows him personally. rin—the ever cool and composed yet arrogant talent, him, out of all people—seemingly throwing an underhanded tantrum over you barely noticing him throughout the day? he's a lot more pissy that day, leading his friends to get down on their knees and beg you to talk to the man himself or else their practice won't progress any further. when you do comply and talk to him, his frown immediately disappears and now he's melting into a puddle while you soothingly card your fingers through his hair. it's that easy.
“isagi told me you were getting a bit sloppy during your practice. you okay?”
“hm. i only did horrible in practice today because your lukewarm brain forgot to give me a kiss this morning. i won't forgive you for that.”
SAE doesn't make it obvious, but he does leave hints that it bothers him. he's not a petty person, but he is a petty lover. if he ever notices one day that you haven't been talking to him as much as usual, you bet that he'd return it with much vigor. not in a bad way though—he won't fully ignore you, it's just that if he had water, and you were on fire—he'd drink it. just kidding though! he's not that mean. he'd definitely wait until you start begging for water though, silly him! but okay, jokes aside, he probably won't even mind it that much. sure, there's this small pang in his chest, but it's fine. nothing he can't handle. just don't be surprised if he suddenly starts taking longer to respond to your calls and messages in the following days though. he's angy. >:(
“sae, are you mad at me?”
“yes, but i still want to talk to you, so shut up and continue doing your work while i cook dinner for us.”
KAISER just raises a brow when he does realize that you haven't been paying any attention to him in the past hour or so. like what? excuse me? his egoistical ass is wondering why aren't you showering affection and devotion over this talented and handsome youth such as he? he's certain he's the emperor in his story—someone you should definitely spend all your time and attention on instead of some damned paperwork. in the end—he turns to the dehumanizing decision of pestering you like an insect until you finally give him the acts of love he wants. he's a persistent man—nothing much you can do when he's groveling at your feet for a shred of attention. to think that you can reduce a living legend to...whatever this is.
“please, my love, my queen, my darling, my world, my everything—each passing second you don't look into my eyes is reinforcing my will to disappear from this world and thus—”
“stop searching for lines on google, you weirdo.”
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average kaiser kisser coping that he'd be an utter simp when someone that he has to prove himself to comes along his merry way and destroy his little roleplay of being king because said someone doesn't give a fuck about him <333
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woso-dreamzzz · 5 months
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Hurt II
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: Sam feels terrible
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Sam hides away for two days after you fall.
She's watched the video so many times now that it's imprinted on her eyelids when she closes them. It's horrifying to look at, you slipping down the stairs, your head hitting each one of them until you're sprawled out by Emma and Jessie's feet at the very bottom.
It's been radio silent from Magda and Pernille and everyone knows better to ask if they're going to be training next week. Emma's already given them enough paid leave to stay at home with you until you're fully recovered.
Eventually, after days of silence, someone on the team must have called Kristie because Sam gets a phone call that essentially tells her to get up off her ass and go to Magda and Pernille's house to either apologise again or beg for forgiveness.
Thoughts swirl in her mind as she approaches the house. The thought at the very forefront is if Magda will ever leave you alone with her again.
You've got an infectious energy that she loves and seeing your broken little body at the bottom of the stairs was traumatising.
Her hands shakily reach up to the door knocker, a cardboard box tucked under her arm as she waits.
It swings open within the minute and Sam feels glad that it's Pernille and not Magda that answered.
"Sam?" Pernille looks confused. "Has something happened?"
"Er...No...I mean, no? Well, I hope not." Sam knows she's rambling now but she can't stop herself, feeling so uncharacteristically nervous that she almost cries.
Pernille seems to notice as well because she stops blocking the hallway. "Do you want to come in?"
Sam toes her shoes off in the doorway and peers inside properly.
The first thing she notices is the way that every sharp corner in the house is covered in either soft fabric or bubble wrap. The second thing she notices is Magda, sitting on the floor with you held possessively between her legs. The third thing, of course, is you. You've got a big bandage stuck to your forehead and your every movement is a little slow and sluggish.
All of your hard plastic toys are packed away in the corner of the room. The only ones you're touching are the soft ones that you couldn't injure yourself with even on accident.
The tension between Sam and Magda feels frosty and Sam tries not to feel the anxiety drop in her stomach when Magda holds you a little tighter when she notices Sam standing there.
Having Magda as her Captain is good most of the time. Magda can be firm sometimes but still fair. She rarely gets angry enough that it impedes her professionalism but the one exception is always you.
Sam can understand. It's a different situation to her and Kristie but there are still parallels. Magda spent so many of your first few years in London, only seeing you on long weekends or through a phone screen. Sam can only really do the same with Kristie and she already knows that anger that swells in her chest when she sees Kristie injured on the pitch.
She can only imagine that those feelings are amplified when it's you, Magda's only daughter, lying bloody and broken in the stadium.
"What's in the box, Sam?" Pernille asks, also noting the tension and refusing to comment on it.
"Oh...er...For y/n," She replies awkwardly.
Sam sits across from you, not nearly close enough to be in the range of Magda's legs but close enough that even your sluggish nature can keep track of her.
"As an apology."
Magda's eyes narrow but she doesn't say anything.
Sam takes it as an invitation, opening up the flaps of the book and pulling out the toys she had gathered. She hadn't been too sure what to get for a kid recovering from a head injury so had Kristie on facetime while she shopped.
She must at least get something right because you seem interested when she pulls out more stuffed animals for your collection. There's an emu just for the fun of it and some kangaroos too but you're especially interested in the koala bear that's right at the bottom.
You stand on shaky feet (shakier than Sam's ever seen you) and try to wander over. You can't though because Magda catches you by the waist and holds you close.
"Magda," Pernille says, her voice low in warning.
Magda relents with a huff and lets you go towards Sam. You make it two steps before you've seemingly exhausted yourself and crawl over.
Up close, your bandage looks even worse and Sam's sure that she can just about make out the bruise poking out from under it. She almost shudders in disgust at herself but with Magda looking like she's a second away from snapping you into her arms again, Sam doesn't.
"It's a koala," She says instead.
You blink up at her, crinkle in your brow as you try to translate her words. It's slower than usual and Sam knows that this concussion must be really bad. You're somewhat of a language prodigy, picking everything up like a sponge.
"Koala," You echo, brushing a finger over the little Steve Irwin-esque hat the toy is wearing," Koala."
"Yeah, koala."
Sam digs around in the box again, bringing out a soft blanket and pillow she had eyed up when she went shopping a few weeks ago.
"This is for you too."
You take it slowly before rubbing the blanket over your face.
Sam looks to Magda and Pernille - who has curled herself into Magda's side and is holding one of her hands.
"I...Er...I read somewhere that kids with concussions get tired a lot."
"That's very thoughtful, Sam," Pernille praises before elbowing Magda in the gut," Isn't that right, Magda?"
"Yeah," Magda grunts," It is."
It's very clear that she's still very annoyed at Sam for what's happened but isn't willing to say anything with you in the room.
You stand up on your shaky feet again, clutching the blanket in one hand and the koala in the other. You stumble forward and Sam watches as both of your mothers surge forward.
Pernille gets there first, pulling you securely into her body and tucking your face into her neck. "Okay, okay, princesse," She says quietly as you fidget and whine," We're gonna stay right here for a moment, alright? No walking."
You struggle weakly against her hold before sagging as a wave of exhaustion comes over you.
Sam watches as Pernille settles fully on the floor, wrapping you up tightly in the blanket as you lay on her. You're still holding the koala, rubbing it over your cheeks and letting out happy little giggles at the soft feeling.
At Sam's staring, Pernille explains," She's been exhausted lately...because of the concussion. She doesn't have the energy to do a lot of the things she likes to."
Sam gnaws at her cheek, flashing back to how disorientated and confused you were when you first got hurt. "Her walking-"
"She's getting better," Magda cuts her off, still glaring," She's doing fine. She's good. She's recovering. There's nothing more to say."
Her tone is firm and makes it clear she doesn't want to talk about your symptoms. Pernille lays a hand on her shoulder and Magda settles for a moment before pulling you into her arms. You end up in the same position you were in when Sam arrived, sitting between Magda's legs and leaning back comfortably against her.
"Koala," You say again, slowly like you're sounding out the letters," Koala."
"Ja," Magda says," Koala."
"Koala."
You stare at it for a moment before sighing a great big huff and pulling the blanket over your head.
"Nap time," Pernille says quietly. She takes you back from Magda, keeping your head covered as she moves to lie on the sofa.
You don't fight like you normally do and a lump forms in Sam's chest when Magda stares at her for a moment before indicating that they leave the room.
They end up in the hallway, with Magda closing the door so you're impromptu nap won't be interrupted.
"That's my kid," She says finally," My only child."
"I'm-I'm sorry."
"And she got hurt. On your watch. You said that you would get her back to the changing room. I trusted you. Pernille trusted you."
"I know. I'm sorry."
Magda sighs, hands clenched into fists and, for a moment, Sam wonders if she'll swing. "I've watched that video so many times. And..." There's silence for a moment. "And she slipped on a bit of ice. You couldn't have caught her."
Sam freezes in shock. That wasn't what she expected Magda to say. "Wh-What?"
"What I'm saying is...I'm sorry for throwing you against the wall. And I'm sorry for yelling at you like that. It's just...She's my kid and it scared me."
"I..." Sam has to take a moment to collect her thoughts. "I'm sorry too. For everything."
Magda nods. "Thank you, for coming over with the toys. I'm sure when she feels better, she'll thank you properly too."
The thank you from you comes barely half an hour after you've woken up from your nap. Pernille guides you over to Sam, who has been allowed to stay just a bit longer by Magda.
You sit in her lap, your new blanket draped around your shoulders and still clutching your koala. You're unbelievably sluggish and your crinkle is more present on your face than ever before.
Somehow, you've roped Sam into playing with you - though Pernille looks incredibly worried when you try to stand up by yourself and nearly crash into the side of the coffee table.
Your speech is slightly slurred though, lacking your usual fluency as you make your emu peck at your koala. Your head rolls slightly off to the side sometimes, as if you've suddenly realised that it's heavy and you can't hold it up. Sometimes, you even try to brush hair out of your face but tap at your bandage, leaving you to pull away and stare at your open palm in confusion.
You hum as you glance around the room - at the soft corners of your house and the pile of soft, fuzzy things that have accumulated around you.
"Than...Thank you," You manage to get out eventually after several long seconds of nothing," Thank you, Sam, for-for my...for my presents."
It's slow and halting at times and your voice is incredibly quiet but Sam still manages a smile.
"You're welcome, kid. I'm glad you're feeling better."
You smile softly - it's more of a lift of the corner of your mouth than a true smile but Sam takes it. "Not too better," You say, turning yourself so you're pressed against Sam's chest, voice dropping so Magda and Pernille couldn't hear you," 'Cause I get to sleep in the Big Bed when I'm hurt."
Sam chuckles. "Really?"
"Uh-huh. Wanna sleep...sleep in the Big Bed forever."
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marlynnofmany · 5 months
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Downhill Speed
You know what's a shame? Wasted potential.  Like this new place we were doing business, which was all swooping walkways and ramps — a spectacular opportunity for hoverboard fun, except for the fact that it would probably cause a massive diplomatic incident. The locals were an exceptionally stuffy and dignified species. I couldn't tell if they walked that slowly out of choice or necessity, though the planters full of edibles leaves every few yards felt like a clue. These guys were always chewing, as if they'd run out of the energy to move if they stopped.
I don't know. Maybe they were just like that for cultural reasons. But they kinda did look like koala-sloths in fancy robes. 
And as much as I wanted to find something with wheels or thrusters to ride whooping down the walkways, I didn't want to get our courier ship blacklisted from this sector of space. 
So I just waited patiently while Captain Sunlight worked out the details, and I helped Paint and Mur transfer the pile of small boxes from their hoversleds to ours. I didn't even comment on the inefficiency of all these small crates and multiple hoversleds when they could have had them strapped together in a pallet. Maybe the things came from multiple houses. Not my business. 
But then. One of the locals dropped a box.
It landed on a corner and cracked right open, to a chorus of horrified gasps, and its contents rolled out — a single glowy blue sphere, all sparkly and beautiful, the size of a bowling ball and just as fast. It gathered speed down the ramp while locals cried out helplessly. 
Well if that's not my cue, I don't know what is.
I jumped on a hoversled and flashed off after it, kicking madly to catch up. This was more awkward than I expected. I was out of practice — it had been a long time since I zipped between college classes on a proper board — and this was definitely not that. The little hoversled clearly wasn’t built for speed. It vibrated under me like it was panicking about the velocity we were going, and I couldn’t blame it.
This ramp was a pretty straight one so far, which was great, because I had no real way to steer. I’d kicked to a proper pace, and now I balanced with both feet planted and both arms out like an absolute amateur. But I didn’t want to tip over. I was closing in on the ball.
It made an ominous rumble along the floor.
It was just two yards away.
There was a corner coming up.
The ball was one yard away.
I crouched.
And I grabbed it, tucking it against my chest with one arm while I clutched the edge of the hoversled with the other, sitting down just before I slammed into the clear wall at the corner.
That was some painful skidding. I put my feet down to slow things further, which ended up spinning me around, dragging my feet behind me. But I didn’t drop the ball. And I probably didn’t get any friction burns through my sleeve, though I’d definitely have to check that later.
For now, I was busy sliding to a stop and taking a few deep breaths before standing up. As my blood stopped pounding in my ears quite so loudly, the realization trickled in that people were making a lot of noise around me.
Good noise? I think. Whew.
It took a second to be sure, but those were cheers of praise. Either this ball was an important holy item, or the stunt I’d pulled to catch it was just that impressive. Possibly both. I wouldn’t know until I got back up to the top, because there wasn’t anyone nearby to ask.
But they were hurrying down to meet me, as much as their species could be said to hurry. I found the height adjustment on the hoversled and raised it to where I could tow it without bending down, then started the long walk back up. I held the pretty blue sphere close.
When the koala-sloths met me in the middle, galloping with an undignified flapping of robes, they thanked me profusely for catching the high explosive before it leveled the place.
Multiple responses ran through my head.
I ended on “You might consider better packaging for it.”
They agreed, taking it from me (to my relief) and pulling the hoversled as well. By the time we reached the top, our entire crew was going to town with bubble wrap on the other boxes, and Captain Sunlight had arranged a significantly higher delivery fee.
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The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!
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g-xix · 7 months
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NSFW ALPHABET W GINGE I BEG
AngryGinge13 NSFW Alphabet
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Crazily physically affectionate. He just wants to lie about and hug you, cuddle you, shower you in kisses and affection... He literally koala hugs you- wrapping his legs around you and all, putting on a movie in the back and not watching it at all, just hugging you
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Right, I can confirm that your favourite body part of his is his arse. Bro is absolutely CAKED. As for you, I reckon he just loves your face. So pretty, so perfect, so gorgeous- likes nothing more than seeing you smile. The crinkles of your eyes, the glimpse of your teeth, the pure affection radiating in your eyes- how couldn't he just be obsessed with your face.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) This man has 2 motives. Either pulling out before he finishes and finishing ON your core rather than inside you, because he thinks it's looks prettier… Or he'll finish inside of you, before pressing his hand down onto your stomach so that he watched his cum spill out from your hole (creampie!😜)
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Kinda likes it when you're bratty. When you test him a bit, push his boundaries, tease him a bit... You love seeing him get all riled up and bothered because he treats you so much rougher + harsher and it just makes it so much better for the two of you
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Wasn't really very experienced. I reckon he's not too old yet and hasn't had the most experience but that's never been a problem because you never really knew what you were doing at first either. When you went on holiday at one point though, you and Ginge were just messaging, keeping in touch... And Ginge dropped that he's been reading up and finding out how to get better. You came back from holiday and the first time he gave you head after that, you were absolutely MINDLESS, just completely fucked out because GAHDAYYUM whatever he'd read up on had saved his entire career.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Missionary or cowgirl. Depends on who wants it more at the time to be honest- if you're horny then you have him on his back whilst you bounce on his cock, whereas if he's in the mood then he has you with your back against the bed whilst he's pounding into you. Either way, the two of you aren't big fans of doggy- he likes seeing your face whilst he's fucking you, and you like being able to touch him when the two of you are doing it.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Probably not very goofy, I don't think he's the type to say a joke mid-sex.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Copper bollocks (nuff said)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) That little bit of praise he gives is what makes it intimate, because it takes your mind away from the horny-clouded-mind and just gives you that glow of appreciation + thought of fuck, i'm so happy he's my boyfriend
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) One time was just having a wank in front of his PC, eyes closed because he was using imagination (yeah, bold, ik) and you walked in. Instantly he's horrified, pulling his joggers up, wiping his hand, jumping up. You're just as shocked as well, and apologise profusely whilst he lets out shrieks of his own... Until you look to his PC and see he's got Fifa still pulled up and was customising his own character. He'd fucked up the proportions (likely purposefully) so that the character had a hairline receding further back than the 8yards and eyes drooped lower than the player's nose... You began breaking down laughing at the assumption that Morgan had been sat having a wank to that disproportionate character of his own creation, which he profusely denied- but couldn't get a word in sideways and explain himself as you began crying from laughter. You still bring that up sometimes.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Pain, but just a bit. Like, he doesn't want to have you crying... But smacking your thighs when he plants his head between them just to hear you let out a gasp of surprise, or pinching your nipples just a bit harder so that you moan his name breathily- he loves the aspect. Even receiving; when your nails run down his back like claws, leaving angry red trails in their wake- or when your thighs squeeze around your head, making him feel as though his head might explode any minute- it's all so hot for him.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Caaaar 🚨🚨. You two were always running to get back to the bedroom when the two of you have been out and getting heated up... Until you tried car sex. That was a WHOLE new realm unlocked, and the two of you loved it. It stopped the time needed to rush upstairs to the bedroom with one simple button that flattened the driver's seat and allowed you to crawl over the panel and into the space between his thighs, giving him head in the driver's seat. Every seat in that car has been used to it's fullest potential; receiving head in the passenger seat, riding him in the backseats- fuck, one time you two just drove to the middle of nowhere and he had you bent over the boot getting it from behind
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You wanting it and being horny. Whenever you're horny and want him you're a lot more touchy. Whether that be your hand sitting on his thigh, plucking at the hem of his shorts as if you wanted to rip them off right then and there- or pressing your body flush against him to whisper into his ear something with a little laugh- your voice landing cool on his skin and making him get goosebumps as he finds himself just waiting for the time he gets to take you home.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Bum stuff. He doesn't want to do anal or eat the arse- he's very much against that and tbf, no problem with that at all. You once joked about the fact that the only reason he doesn't want to touch your arse is because he wants you to touch HIS arse instead... The stink eye he gave you had you wheezing as he yelled BLOCKED, and, YOU'RE BANNED FROM MY LIFE
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Loves a good blow. Thing is, he LOVES being between your legs and giving head, and that's what he does more often, because he genuinely likes and wants to give head. He really loves that skull-crushing pressure, the feeling of your fingers threading through his hair and pulling it harshly whilst his name rolls of your tongue so huskily... But the thing is, when you give a bj, he enjoys it SO much more, because like him- you only blow him because you actually want to- and seeing you so desperate and enthusiastic, undoing his belt hastily as though you really couldn't wait, before giving the most MINDBLOWING HEAD... It's just incomparable how good getting head feels, especially with you- even if it is more rare for you to be giving the head.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) I reckon he's a medium pace, but he's SO fucking rough with it. Every. Thrust. Is. Hitting. HARD. He'll pull out slowly, almost teasingly, before slamming back in so roughly your whole body shakes, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix and making all your limbs feel weak as he quite literally POUNDS you.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Not massive on doing a quickie because either of you are just a bit turned on. No, you two go and do whatever you have to do (oftentimes riling and teasing one another up if the two of you are out together) before returning and fucking. The thought of a quickie- fucking and then going your separate ways and on with your days- just feels really detached and weird to him.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Doesn't mind a bit of risky experimenting, but doesn't like if you were to come up to him with something and say "wanna experiment with this?" because it is a bit of a mood killer when you already know what's coming... He prefers when you've already got your top off, his trousers pulled down, and you pull something from beneath the bed with a little grin and suggest putting it on/trying it. 10x hotter for the both of you. That being said, he wouldn't do anything that's genuinely seriously risky like going no condom or airplay or any of that.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Could go another one if your reaally wanted, but he will can go for a LONG time in one round- he doesn't finish quick yk. Like, he could have you cum on his dick twice before he's cumming, and that's not even because he's trying. I reckon he puts you through more rounds anyways- he'd rather eat you out first, then fuck you and see how many rounds you can go before your legs are shaking and you physically can't do any more if you want to be able to walk the next day.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Doesn't have toys, doesn't want toys, doesn't like toys. Makes him cringe and feel all uneasy seeing those cock rings and milker-machines. No, he's quite happy with a hand or a sock 😐😕
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Not much to be honest, I think you're the tease more than him- giving tiny kitten licks to his cock and grinding down on him, making him wait it out before you slip him in... Yeah, he moreso deals with your teasing rather than teasing you
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Let's out "oh fucking hell" in a low voice when he first thrusts in, which always has you weak in the knees when you hear him say it- voice deep and husky as you feel his grip tighten around your waist, the stretch you feel only making you moan even more as you feel him bottoming out (Cheers @elijahssuit for this idea)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Bit of a two-sided praise kink. He also lets out groans and praises whilst he's inside, just telling you feel so good and muttering you're so beautiful under his breath because he just loves letting you know how good you feel and making sure you know how good you are... And when you're getting head or something, he likes you moaning his name LOUD, and whimpering little praises of your own to him, just affirming how good he makes you feel (And thanks @fixalice for this idea)
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) I wanna say that he'd be above average because my god does Ginge emit BDE. What does he emit more, though?: G I R T H. I feel like he'd have a manageable length, but the girth of that WEAPON is always a stretch you can't resist
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Not all that high really, he's not thinking about it constantly or coming over to you because he's horny... Mainly it's if you're horny, because you're quite obvious about it when you start getting more touchy, he feels himself getting turned on then, and ends up having to count the seconds down before he can take you home to fuck you senseless
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Probably quite quickly. Holds you and starts breathing slow, probably matches his breathing to yours until he's asleep holding onto you- oftentimes you don't even realise he's fallen asleep- too busy threading your hands through his hair and watching the movie you'd put in the background
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DAMN love that ginge guy. Proper hot, i'nt he? NSFW felt a bit different to write for him bc icl i dont acc watch that much of his content (ive been trying to do moreso recently) but he's still fine ig 🤭
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saltydoesstuff · 6 months
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I don't know if I'll write a full thing for this soon, but I had the thought that if/whenever MC gets her period after meeting the ferals- they are just terribly confused. A week before it actually starts, the turtles suddenly get even more clingy than before towards MC- Raph's corralling gets worse, Leo and Donnie are following you around endlessly fighting to keep your attention on one or the other- and Mikey when he has the chance is clinging to you like a koala.
To them, they don't understand the prospect of a period at first- so when they catch whiff of MC ovulating, their first thought is that MC is going through heat. That is why they become clinger, more protective, fighting more for your attention. It's their way of trying to prove themselves to MC, but also keeping them safe by keeping them at home or following everywhere MC goes on the rare chance they do let her go outside. Humans be damned, they will not let you get hurt under no circumstances. Imagine four giant guard dogs but created with the intention of war.. and are humanoid turtles. When the actual period starts, nothing much changes other than the turtle's actions become more doting. May sound cute right? It may be for the first couple of hours, but them trying to take care of you all at once while also not understanding a thing about human biology can get pretty old and suffocating really fast.
Having cramps that make you show physical pain? Prepare to have panicking turtles smothering you trying to figure out what is wrong and where the wound is. Feeling off by the fluctuation of hormones? They are trying everything to comfort you and get more confused if they ever get snapped at when their hovering finally gets to you.
God forbid they ever find any blood anywhere. Mikey and Raph are crying. Leo is trying to do a full body examination to try and find your supposed injuries and Donnie is heavily overstimulated by the idea that you could be dying and is either panickily tearing up the house trying to find anything that could help keep you alive or is holding you in a death grip thinking that this is the last time he gets to see you living.
Needless to say... You will have to explain a lot to them, so they don't freak out as bad in the future. They are horrified to learn that you experience this every month.
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stagegamer · 2 years
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Hiiiiii it's been a while but can I have some nsfw headcannons where you get caught with law, sabo, sanji and ace
ps don't tell lin about this they can't know
Don't worry I won't tell them assuming you don't accidentally rat yourself out
NSFW 18+
Cw: slight exhibition, nsfw, smut, afab reader, creampie, implied breeding, sabo calls reader good girl, pet names (princess,babe) mild choking
Characters: Law, Sabo, Sanji and Ace
Getting caught w/ op men
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Wearing nothing but Law's hat there you laid, legs spread wide open for the man
Your head was pressed against the hard surface of the desk as Law relentlessly pounded into you
The room was far from quiet as the sounds of skin slapping skin, groans, breathless sighs and moans filled it
"I'm going to fill this good little pussy over and over again." Law groaned as he slammed himself inside you once again
As he continued his relentless pounding the door slightly creaked
"Hey captain." A flushed Penguin almost instantly slammed the door without a word
Law paid no mind to the unwelcomed guest and instead only sped up his pace
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Breathlessly you moaned as Sabo bottomed out inside of you
Your legs were over the blonde's shoulders as he continued his thrusts
Sabo was a busy man so you took any chance possible to get intimate
"Shit you're such a good girl clenching around me like that." Sabo's groans were wet dream worthy
As he leaned up leaving kisses across your neck and collarbone he painted your insides with his cum
His cum leaked out around him as he gently pulled out
Just as he was almost out the door opened to reveal a horrified Koala
Sabo tried his best to shield the both of you as she apologized a million times and shut the door
"Remind me to lock the door next time." Sabo sat there flushed, embarrassed by what his friend could've possibly seen
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Sanji had no shame as he fucked you in the middle of the kitchen
But why should he, everyone else had gone to bed hours ago and now it was just you two
"Sanji." You moaned his name into his ear as you dug your nails into his back
"That's it princess cum for me." Sanji fucked you harder into the counter as you clenched around him
He was practically hugging you he gave shallow thrusts
"Sanji! I'm hungry!" You both perked up in fear as you looked over to your captain
"Go to bed and stop being annoying!" Sanji yelled at Luffy as he pulled you closer hoping to shield the view of him buried deep inside you
"Fineeee!" Luffy sighed walking his way back out of the room
Once he left you both let out breaths you didn't know you were holding
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"That's it babe." Ace sighed as you lowered yourself onto him
As you rocked your hips against his you both moaned
Ace leaned back slightly and you clutched his biceps, running your finger over his tattoo
Suddenly Ace bucked his hips causing him to go deeper than you thought was possible
You choked back a moan only to be slightly choked
"Let me hear those pretty moans." Ace lowered his hand once again and trusted up into you earning a decently loud moan
"Y/n are you okay-" Marco opened the door to see you fully exposed on top of Ace
Without another word he exited the room and when you looked back to Ace he held a smirk
It's nearly 4am but I'm not tired so I might answer one more before going to bed :)
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afniel · 1 month
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You know, I kind of hate the chocobo chicks in FFVII Rebirth. Like that is not what a chick looks like. That's like if birds had mammalian development. They don't. A chocobo chick shouldn't look like a bobble-headed, big-eyed little chocobo. It should look like an unfledged, naked little monster with a huge beak and breastbone and feet, and not much else to its name. Or, if they do develop more like ostriches or emus or any of that sort of large ground-nesting bird, which is reasonable to assume is possible, they still shouldn't look like a whole other goddamn species.
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Like, that's cute. They don't look horrifying or anything. They just look like little fluffy adults with babie legs and necks.
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This however can die in a goddamn fire. That's not a chocobo. It's a blasphemy with a bad case of human infant skull. (Also why do they have plant butts? I don't think this is even explained?)
Like I'm loving watching my partner go through this game but there are some visual decisions that I'm like, who did this. Turn on your location. I just want to talk.
ALSO whoever decided that chocobos should sound like someone doing a bad peacock impersonation, please. Eat a fork sideways. They have gotten more and more annoying to listen to in every game where they're voiced and I hate it. Can we go back to their cute little 'prreep?' noise in FFVI or the couple of nice sounds they made in original FFVII? Those were fine. Whatever is happening now makes my ears want to perish.
I do really like that different colors have different general plumage, that's cool. I used to draw them that way, waaaaay back in high school. But the chocobo chicks are almost as bad as the toddler/koala hybrid moogles with human teeth but in a squirrel configuration...like I know they eat kupo nuts but that's just terrifying to actually see.
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astralarchilocus · 11 months
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I’m not normally the type to go on lengthy rants about stuff, but this shit has been frustrating me for such a long period of time that I need to get it off my chest. Biology based misinformation has always been widespread and problematic, but we’re entering a new era of this shit that’s reaching a whole new level of awful. “Pandas and koalas are evolutionary failures!” this, “honey badgers are immortal gods that fight whole lion prides and win” that, it’s all the same bullshit with the exact same set of origins. Carnivora fuckos, TierZoo, NatureIsMetal, Quora, etc. They’re all vile awesomebros or awesomebro infested hellscapes that have managed to successfully misinform a legitimately terrifyingly high amount of people. It’s actually horrifying that you often can’t talk about a lot of these animals without people immediately regurgitating awesomebro tripe straight at your face.
“But is this even a problem, Comet? It just seems like something you’ve been overexposed to because of you being a biology person above all else.” Yes it is, and it’s an enormous one at that! Such a rapid circulation of misinformation like this on such a scale is going to have cascading impacts on the general knowledge around animals and a lot of public perception around biology. And it’s likely going to pose a very legitimate threat to the conservation of a lot of animals. Remember how Jaws worsened already present stigma and misinformation present around sharks, and added to something that became so intense that it actually became a very serious threat to them as a whole? And that Jaws is a fictional story at the end of the day, and still managed to cause such immense misinformation in spite of that? This is literally that situation but with a much wider impact on animals as a whole (given that this insanity applies to animals in general instead of just one specific group), and with the misinformation being much more widely believed to be correct due to it not originating directly from a fictional book and film. Bit of a gross oversimplification, but it’s extremely bad. A prominent example of why this is such a big problem is the situation with cheetahs, who are literally only struggling because of issues (habitat loss and the accompanying population fragmentation and inbreeding) we caused, but are constantly being lambasted as evolutionary failures essentially solely because of the “horribly low hunting success” misconception and the fact they can’t fight predators that either outweigh them considerably, are social, or both, and that cheetahs literally cope fine with kleptoparasitism and just up the amount of kills they make in response to it with pretty little difficulty, on top of generally having the second highest hunting success rate among large-ish African mammalian carnivores. Cheetahs are getting all of their value as a species determined by whether they can fight other carnivores or not, and people try to sneakily obscure that fact by using the actually legitimate inbreeding issue as a strawman to support the “cheetahs are getting outcompeted and would go extinct anyways” bullshit. And this is all going to make conservation efforts to try and protect or save them that much more troublesome, because few are going to bother paying funds for something they deem a useless evolutionary failure. And getting the funds for such conservation efforts is difficult enough as is even without that being considered. Combine that with the fact that said conservation efforts are effectively useless at stopping or at least weakening the actual problems without enough funding to properly financially support such things, and I think it’s abundantly clear how much of a cascading impact this has on everything. And as said earlier, this isn’t only applying to cheetahs, but to so many other animals as well. We are entering what could legitimately turn into a dark age regarding biology stuff, and it is terrifying how omnipresent this shit is becoming. The misinformation is so widespread and commonplace among people currently that it’s almost definitely impossible to properly reverse by now, but that doesn’t mean we should just give up. Now more than ever, we need to fight back against this shit and keep it from getting even worse.
Oh, and to add insult to injury, there is a very strong correlation between awesomebros and bigotry, and most of the stuff just talked about almost definitely has inherent roots in anthropocentrism, general human bias, the aforementioned bigotry, etc. And if fighting back against bigotry isn’t enough of an additional motivator to fight back against this shit, I don’t know what is at this point.
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ateez-himari · 3 months
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HANZO TWITTER UPDATE [240128]
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[NEW UPLOAD FROM HANZO]
HanZone @Off.TaegukCaptn
Congratulations on two wonderful concerts ATEEZ! It was such a great start that we could only go the second day because the first was sold out in minutesㅎㅎㅎ Yoongi hyung and Geum Jae hyung also came with me to support our little star🌟 #WILLTOPOWER #ATEEZ
Translated from Korean by Google
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mikah @himaswife Replying to @Off.TaegukCaptn Wait you're telling me her brothers came to the concert?😦 The one where they performed cyberpunk and wake up-
sweethwa @weonfirewihomhae Replying to @himaswife someone posted a video of them reacting to it and they were horrified😭this woman was not holding back either she was just as bad as San if not worse...
Sani's Insta @fluffypuddingtiny Replying to @Off.TaegukCaptn see what we've been saying about the whole concert being a fever dream💀like not only was our precious sweet innocent maknae body rolling every 10 seconds but her whole hips were out, her abs were out...AND ALL 3 OF HER BROTHERS WERE THERE?!
Star 1117 @.constela.tion Replying to @Off.TaegukCaptn no cuz imagine being Yoongi 😭 he hasn't seen his sister in a while, he decides to use one of his days off to go see her on stage and then wake up comes on WHICH HAS NO BUSINESS BEING THIS SEXY BTW and she's the center of THAT
koala koala @koalazia Replying to @.constela.tion or being Geum Jae 💀 they have a whole 12 year difference so she's basically a baby to him- LOWKEY WHY IS HANZO SO CHILL WITH THIS THO LIKE THE WHOLE FANDOM WANTS TO MARRY HIS SISTER NOW (this is my official application btw i'll cook, clean, she won't even have to lift a finger)
HanZone @Off.TaegukCaptn Replying to @koalazia No one is so much as holding hands with my sister until she's at least 30🤺I've heard how loud you guys scream for her smh don't even think about it. AWAY DEMONS
Eri @ateenypresent Replying to @Off.TaegukCaptn wait until he finds out about all the suspicious clips we have of mingi and her DURING THESE 2 DAYS OF CONCERT ALONE he'll have a heart attack😭the amount of fancams i've seen where he's acting hella intimate with her should be a crime. san too these days like what's going on here 🤨
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Lance has a very embarrassing secret.
See, everyone thinks that if Lance went back in time and told his preteen self that he is completely and irrevocably in love with one Keith Kogane, Preteen Lance would be horrified. The truth is that Lance has had a big, fat, humiliating crush on Keith since they accidentally bumped into each other during the new student orientation day at the Garrison when they were eleven years old.
Lance has been gone on Keith’s ass for nine goddamned years. Seriously.
The whole thing is just humiliating. Not even Hunk knows. The only person who knows is Keith himself, and he knows because he is unfortunately very charming and Lance is very bad and keeping secrets from pretty people. (Also, somehow Keith suspected the horrible secret even though Lance is very subtle, and one day decided he was going to make Lance admit it and kissed it out of him. Lance is a little annoyed he caved so easily, but he would honestly challenge anyone to be pressed against a door and kissed so hard it’s almost bruising by Keith ‘Walking Sex Machine’ Kogane and not spill every single one of your life secrets. Keith is a very convincing individual, who is well aware of his pretty privilege and his no qualms against using it.)
“I love you and all your embarassing secrets,” Keith promises. Lance scowls, burrowing further into Keith’s chest and hiking their fluffy space blanket above his head.
“Shuddup.”
Keith’s chest shakes as he chuckles, and Lance pretends the sound doesn’t make him smile. It’s useless, because Keith knows him better than anyone, but whatever. He feels a pressure on his head as Keith presses a kiss there through the blanket, then wraps both arms — big, strong arms, that Lance admittedly gets distracted by often — around him and rolls them over so they’re both laying on their sides. He then gently tugs down Lance’s blanket burrow, so his face is visible.
“Is it really so bad that you’ve loved me for so long?”
“It’s not that,” Lance huffs, eyes crossing as he tries to look Keith in the face (they’re very close). “It’s the fact that I did the whole rivalry thing because I was too embarrassed to talk to you. That’s the horrible part.”
Keith laughs again, shifting down the kiss him properly. Lance allows it, even though he’s pretending to be grumpy, because he likes Keith kisses. They’re the best kind.
“I’ve got nothing for you there. That is embarrassing,” Keith says between kisses. He never goes far, which Lance appreciates and also knows it’s because Lance has him koalaed a little. Lance hums and decides he is done talking, wiggling closer into Keith’s space (so close there is no space where they aren’t touching, no space where they aren’t pressed close close closely together). He presses one more kiss to Keith’s mouth before sighing and resting his head back on top of Keith’s heart.
“I love you more than anything,” he whispers, because he does. He presses yet another kiss to Keith’s chest, because he’s sappy and because he can.
“You are the best thing that has every happened to me,” Keith responds, just as quiet. He runs his hands through Lance’s hair, scratching gently every fourth or so pass.
Lance smiles. Maybe his secret really isn’t so embarrassing, after all.
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maggotzdilemma · 11 months
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headcannons for vash w a gn! stoner reader
im about to get SO annoying abt this but i genuinely think vash would enjoy weed culture, since a lot of what i personally have experienced has been so chill and laid back and has strong morals on peace and anti violence
i have no clue WHERE the reader would get weed but lets just assume for this one that since tobacco is obviously grown and exported for cigs in trigun, weed is too.
98' vash and stampede vash
TWs// brief vomit mention, drug use
i think vash would be a stoner but only in a modern setting, so in triguns setting i think hes tried it but prefers to stay sober unless with other people. he'd treat it the same way he does alcohol
vash will partake in the za but to be honest he has so much fun observing you while high he'd probably trip sit even if it isnt needed (trip sitting weed 💀)
he would think its SO hot when the reader wears hippie clothing, even if only a watered down desert safe version. he loves how loose and flowy clothing dances around you as you move.
on special occasions when he does smoke with you hes definitely a giggly type, but the higher he gets the more quiet he'll get, you'd have to get him violently high before he drops the goofball act.
vash's favorite thing to do during your sessions is to just listen to you ramble, a lot of the time you wont make much sense but he loves to listen to your voice. he'll remember everything you say too, he knows so many embarrassing things you let slip under the influence. he would think it's adorable tho
hes drunken bong water for shits and giggles before, he immediately threw up
vash is a little shit and will insist on shotgunning if you want him to smoke with you, it doesnt really work very well at getting him high but it makes him melt everytime. bro is so touchstarved, he'd take any excuse to kiss you.
speaking of touchstarved vash, he would cling to you like a koala while high, hes already the biggest cuddlebug in the world and it somehow gets 10x worse when high.
this man is so down bad, he'd do anything you asked for without hesitation. some water? he's already handing you the flask. you have munchies? hes making his famous stir fry. you're too high to use the lighter? he'll light up for you everytime. at this point he'll light it for you even if you're perfectly capable of it.
since vash is always on the run, and youre running with him, hed be concerned about you smoking too much, he'd probably only smoke while traveling. theres too much of a risk of him being recognized while in towns and cities and hes horrified at the idea of an inebriated reader getting hurt in the crossfire.
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(I'm @beanghostprincess btw this is just my main acc) Please please, I need more ideas of yours for the headcanon of Sabo being deaf in one ear. Because the reblog you wrote was awesome and I desperately need more of it. Besides, I would love to make it a bit angstier and write about him struggling but I don't have any experience with this and I think your opinions would be great <3333
AAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT NJSDNIJSXN OK OK BUT IF YOU WANT ANGST YOU GOTTA KNOW HOW HALF DEAFNESS WORKS. I don’t mind explaining this shit so dw I’m giggling as I write this.
I will say as a like, heads up I was born deaf in one ear Sabo lost it later on so I’m not 100 right but shut up self projection whoop whoop. I can to what I want. You can at least be half right with this information.
So unlike regular deafness it’s important to note Sabo still has one perfectly working ear. An ear that works overtime.
You need two ears to be able to figure out where noises come from cause it will be slightly louder and softer in each ear ect (idk man). Sabo doesn’t have that hence why my thought of needing Koala to be a quick guide for him. Without her help, he’s just gotta look around till he figures out what made the noise. Obviously he doesn’t have to worry too much about sneak attacks n shit cause of Haki but like. A enemy transponder snail calling and Koala is gone? He’s spinning in a circle and moving his head around till the noise gets louder and he can figure out WHERE THE FUCK IT IS.
This plus a pinch of paranoia and left on his own? Delectable. Hearing noises like distant gunshots, explosions, footsteps but can’t sense anyone and can’t figure out where they are or even where to go to help? Horrifying. ESPECIALLY A YOUNGER SABO NEW TO THIS DISABILITY.
Also in social settings this can be super tiring as in loud spaces all that noise is going into one ear and can make hearing one person trying to talk to you directly nearly impossible and rather overwhelming, that’s why I find the Luffy being loud enough to hear in a crowd delightful. There’s no strain cause Luffy is just that loud. But like. Ya know, War zones are pretty loud. And when you’re reaching your stress and social battery limit and you suddenly can’t seem to hear your best friend over the sound of canonballs? I’d be pretty damn close to tears too Sabo.
Also for a short while kid Sabo was probably easily snuck up on at least till he adjusted cause he can’t tell what side people are coming from. And when you get jumpscared cause you didn’t hear someone multiple times in an hour? It makes you feel like ASS
OH!!! Another juicy thing you could use is stripping him of his sight (as in a blindfold or a dark room) and forcing him to rely on his poor hearing to navigate. He can’t hear what’s going on and when you’re stripped of your senses it’s very easy to panic since your body can’t readjust itself.
Dude there is SO MUCH ANGST TO PLAY WITH.
Anyways as a little fluff palette cleanser: The revs obviously learned to adjust to their chief of staff’s disability and Sabo’s personal transponder snail wiggles when it’s ringing so he can know it’s his snail ringing not someone else’s. Any snail given to Sabo must be trained for this.
Ok fr though I hopes this helps! Feel free to ask more about this or ask me more specific things when it comes to your writings if you’re unsure I am always happy to help!!
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laganpagan · 2 years
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༻Cicero TK Headcanons༺
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// I’ve been holding onto these for a few years so — wall of text incoming //
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Type: Lee-Leaning Switch
Lee:
Dear Sithis he is absolutely helpless
Cicero is extremely ticklish. He hasn’t had affection in over a decade. The touch starvation is real.
Brush a few fingers against his side or blow air on his neck, and he'll jump ten feet in the air.
He’s been poked accidentally here and there, but he’s actually never been tickled before.
The first time he does, he gets squirmy and panicky because he’s so unused to it. Afterward, he wouldn’t be able to focus on anything, he’d get too distracted thinking about it for the rest of the day.
Eventually, he realizes that he wants it to happen again, but he’s too nervous to ask and too afraid that you’ll never do it again.
So, instead of asking, he’ll poke you in the side, get in your space, annoy you, anything that would make you want to get him.
Over time, if you’re patient and reassuring, he’ll be comfortable enough to ask you directly (He's still going to be flustered as hell though).
If you ask to tickle him on the other hand, he will be SO happy. Instant good mood. He'll pretend like it's not a big deal, but inside he's melting.
He loves being tickled. Although he’s a jester, it’s not often that he gets to laugh so hard. That, and he really likes the attention.
Teasing him is his biggest weakness. So, he tries to talk/shout over you instead so that you don’t tease him yourself. (“It tickles! / Cicero is ticklish!”)
Any type of teasing works on him. Baby talk, being smug, observations, etc.
Sometimes, he’ll be the one teasing you, even if you’re the one tickling him to bits. (“Is that the best the Listener c-can do?” / “Th-this is nothing-!”)
Cicero’s ticklish everywhere, but his worst spots are his tummy and his sides. The scars on his left side are especially sensitive.
Tummy raspberries might kill him, but I think it would make him do the loudest and silliest laugh.
Light tickles are his favorite. Gently poking at his ribs, tracing circles on his sides, it's enough to get him giggling but not as overwhelming.
He’s very squirmy, but he can’t help it. He won’t actually try to get away though, more often than not he’ll just lean into you and kick his legs.
He likes to play chase, but he’ll always get himself captured on purpose. He’d play up the theatrics too. (“Oh no! Poor Cicero has been cornered! Whatever shall he do now?!”)
His laugh is very squeaky and giggly like it usually is, but it’s a lot more wheezy.
If you get him in a really bad spot, he’ll start to do this hysterical wheeze-cackle, like a madman.
If you get him really really badly, he’ll break character, and stop referring to himself in the third person.
He loves tickle fights. He's capable of fighting back, but most of the time he loses on purpose.
He gets really bad aftershocks. He'll be all giggly while hugging himself on the floor.
Giving him aftercare means the world to him. He’s become so used to taking care of the Night Mother that he’s baffled when someone does the same for him.
Ler:
Cicero is the meanest and teasiest ler ever. He is horrifying. Making people laugh AND suffer? That has Cicero’s name written all over it.
He pays close attention to what spots make you squirm the most, what teases make you the most flustered---
He will remember them all. Every. Single. One.
He is ruthless and cunning. Cicero was an assassin after all. Targeting weak spots is his forte. Turns out it applies to more than murder.
You know that one line he does where his voice drops like ten octaves? Imagine him doing that while he's teasing you. goodbye
Sneak attack tickles. He’ll ‘test’ your ability to sense danger, and his own ability to sneak up on you.
If you’re a lot taller than him, he’ll jump up and latch onto your back like a koala. The only way you’d be able to pry him off is with a crowbar.
He makes sure to not dwell on one spot for too long. He switches from place to place very quickly and sporadically.
His favorite thing to do is to build up anticipation. Slow tapping, wiggling his fingers above you, or keeping his fingers still on one spot - watching you losing it without even doing anything.
Honestly, he’s going to try everything he can think of. And he’s creative. If you’re at the end of one of his ler moods, consider: running
Speaking of, he loves being the tickle monster, often chasing you while singing, “Cicero is coming to get youuuu!~” while laughing maniacally like a little freak
Cicero is a really fast runner, too. He'll slow down because he likes the chase, but if he's deadset on catching you, you don't stand a chance. He outran a werewolf across the entire province, his speed and stamina outweigh yours.
Another thing he likes to do is play "hide-and-seek". The both of you using your stealth for something so silly is really funny to him.
He's a sneaky little bastard. He'll come up to you and give you a hug, and before you know it he has a death grip on you while wrecking your sides.
Cicero loves seeing the Listener laugh. It fills him with pure joy. Especially if they’re the stoic, [Remain Silent] type.
It also fills him with joy to embarrass you. He'll provoke you in public situations, like running a finger up your spine while you’re talking to someone so that you make a weird sound.
Despite everything, he will learn what your limits are. He’s not entirely cruel, at least, not to you.
If you ask him for tickles, his brain will stop working (he’s excited and doesn’t know how to process it)
If Cicero finds out you like it, he'll explode. He's so happy to have someone that's just as playful as he is. He'll feel less nervous when asking for tickles, and when he's absolutely demolishing you.
Cicero takes great pride in being the only one able to ‘defeat’ the Listener. Of course, he will never tell anyone how he does it.
He is very good at giving aftercare. He'll fret if he went overboard, offering tea, a blanket, hugs - but preferably all three.
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