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turnyptown · 2 months

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suguru x fem babysitter reader where he pays in an alternate form of payment 😏

a/n: kinda like this one! i feel like geto loves his girls to no end and would give them the world if they asked. he'd maybe even consider giving them a momma ^^

(m4f smut, reader is 19, fingering, oral, missionary, creampie, dirty talk, porn w plot, MINORS DNI)

Geto Suguru hired you to babysit his girls. You stood in front of the large building, tote bag weighing on your left shoulder as you started searching for an entrance. Stepping forward, your gaze falls on two girls. They looked to be around seven or eight years old. The more timid of the two noticed you and turned toward you.

“Are you Mr. Geto’s girls?” You asked them, squatting down to their height. You were now eye-level with the two.

“Mhm,” the blonde mumbles, eyes locked on the colorful screen on her tablet, “I guess you’re supposed to be the babysitter Geto-sama talked about before he left.”

You nod and open your mouth to speak, but you’re interrupted.

“Geto-sama doesn’t like monkeys by the way. And you don't look like one of us.”

Frowning slightly, you sigh and stand upright again. What was she on about? You laugh it off and follow the two into the massive establishment, then a small room filled with kids’ toys and crafting materials. You sit in a small pink chair and start rummaging through your bag for your cellphone. You start searching for the text message Geto sent about babysitting his girls.

“Please make sure Mimiko eats her lunch. Also, Nanako’s tablet is confiscated for today.”

You had a pretty good guess of who was who. You look up from your phone to see Nanako’s eyes still glued to her tablet. She was watching some strange compilation of talking animal videos. You kneeled down beside her and smiled.

“Nanako,” you drag out the last syllable of her name, “Mr. Geto asked me to make sure you weren’t on your tablet. Could I offer you another activity?”

She looked you up and down before returning her gaze to the video on her tablet. You blinked and chuckled awkwardly, placing a hand on her head.

“Let’s play a game, yeah? Maybe duck-duck-goose or something?”

You seem to have caught her attention because now she’s paused her video and she might be considering your offer. She smiles and turns to face you with an idea of her own.

“Can we play a Roblox obby?” She asks you with a genuine, cheery tone. You shake your head slowly and start to think of an alternative. “How about we make our own obby?”

—

The sun was beginning to set and Mimiko still wouldn’t eat her food.

“C’mon Mimiko,” you pleaded, exhausted from bickering with her about the small portion of food abandoned on her plate. She turns away with a pout and you sigh. You decide to negotiate with her.

“Mimiko, why won’t you eat?”

She turns to face you with sad eyes and sniffles. Your expression softens, eyes reflecting empathy. You tilt your head, signaling her to speak.

“If I finish my food, you’ll go home and-” her voice started to shake, “I don’t want you t-to leave, Ms.[name]...”

Your heart melted.

Mimiko buried her face into the bottom of your shirt and latched onto you. You held her until she eventually calmed down from her sobbing and convinced her to eat. You put her down for a nap, eventually Nanako, too. A couple of minutes passed before you feel a presence in the doorway.

“How peaceful,” a low voice chuckled. You turn to see the silhouette in the room, broad shoulders, tall stature, and long, flowing hair.

“M-Mr. Geto!” You jump slightly, standing from the chair you were seated in prior to his entrance. He steps toward you, glancing at the girls’ sleeping figures before returning his gaze to you. He grabs your hand in his, smiling at you softly. He thanks you for babysitting and then pauses.

“May I ask what your name is again?”

You tell him your name with a shy smile and feel your face start to heat up a bit. He thanks you again, addressing you by your name this time.

The man before you was nothing short of breathtaking. He was gorgeous. He pulls his hand away from yours to pay you for your service. You follow hesitantly as he walks to a mostly vacant room and searches around the furniture.

“I apologize, I seem to have misplaced my wallet.”

“Oh…no problem! Think of it as a favor, I don’t-”

“Ah, but I hate being debt to someone. Please, let me repay you in some other way until I’m able to get the money.”

You assure him it’s okay but he insists on making it up to you. You start to notice how the proximity between the two of you is starting to get closer and closer as his eyes start to wander over your body. His gaze burns into your skin and your chest heaves as you try to regulate your breathing.

You’re caught in his study as you make eye contact with the taller man. He starts to lean closer until his lips ghost over your own.

His hands find their perch on your waist and he moves to whisper in your ear.

“Are you alright with this?”

—

“Such a dirty girl,”

He coos, before dipping between your thighs. You sigh out a soft moan, slowly rolling your hips up into his face. His tongue darts in and out of your dripping cunt, the sudden movement sending shock through your body. You whine at the feeling, growing louder as his nose brushes against your sensitive clit.

“When's the last time someone ate you like this, hm? So soaked already, princess”

Your hips unconsciously buck against his mouth as he works wonders on your pussy. He pulls back and shoves two thick fingers in your leaking hole. His pace is steady as his other hand holds your hips still while he flicks your bud with his warm tongue.

It was only a matter of time before he was drunk off your sweet pussy, latching his lips to the warmth between your thighs and watching you squirm.

“Geto- mmph! Gonna.. Gonna come-”

You manage to speak while he’s pleasuring you better than any man ever has.

Upon your statement, he stops. His fingers pull out harshly, dragging out a moan from your lips as he starts to remove his pants and boxers. He grabs your thighs on either side and brings you closer to him. You wrap your legs around him and look up at him, his face flushed.

“Should I…?” He started to ask you something. You don’t understand until he glances at his throbbing cock, leaking precum from its flushed tip. You hesitate before shaking your head. He places a steady hand on your abdomen and another at the base of his cock.

He groans as your slick makes contact with his dick. “Gonna fill this pretty cunt with my cum,” he grunts, slapping the head of his pretty cock on your clit. You whimper at the contact and lock your legs around his slim waist. His body was so beautiful under his usual baggy attire.

His length slips in with ease, thanks to your soaking pussy. Both of you moan, your tight hole clenching around Suguru. He throws his head back as your gummy walls squeeze his cock.

He could've came right then and there.

He bottoms out before fucking into you roughly.

“Jus’ like that, princess, take this cock. So fuckin’ tight, gonna make you a mommy, yeah?”

You clench at his vulgar words, moaning as he pounds into your sweet spot. Your vision felt fuzzy and your head was spinning. His dick rammed into that spot over and over until you broke.

The pleasure was overwhelming. You moaned out, the wave of ecstasy hitting you like a rock. His cock made you see stars.

Oh, but your orgasm didn't stop Geto. He was pounding ruthlessly into you, hips slapping against the back of your thighs. He moaned softly, leaning down to kiss your collarbone.

Soon enough, your soaked pussy drove him to the edge, making him dump his warm load in your cunt. He rode out his high before slowly dragging his cock out of you.

Geto peppered you with kisses and cleaned you up before offering you to stay the night. His current gentle demeanor contradicted his rough, yet pleasurable, attitude in bed.

He lent you a t-shirt for the meantime while your clothes were to be washed.

“If you stick around, I'll pay you like this every day. You'd be a great mother for my girls.”

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk geto #geto suguru #suguru geto #geto x reader #suguru x reader #jjk suguru #smut #suguru geto smut #turnyptown

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ventismacchiato · 11 months

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38 behind the lens — stop asking for esex !

scaramouche x g!n reader

notes; suggestive themes

“Kuni, why won’t the game sync to my camera?” you frown as you aggressively click your mouse.

You were in the Fatui dorm and your boyfriend’s setup for streaming was rather different than yours. Your boyfriend. You still couldn’t believe it.

“Like this,” Kuni answers, coming behind you and placing his hand on top of yours on the mouse as he guides you through on how to sync up your screens. You barely pay attention to his words as his voice is right beside your ear, sending shivers down your spine until he pulls back and sits in the chair beside you.

“Wine is good right?” he asks, popping the bottle open beside you and pouring you both a glass.

“Yeah, it looks good,” you hum as you eye the red liquid.

You both were doing the ‘Take a shot everytime you fall’ challenge while doing an obby on Roblox. The original idea was everytime one of you got jumpscared but no matter what horror game you suggested Kuni never even flinched. It was always you getting wasted on stream so you wanted to get your share of the fun.

Lucky for you Kuni sucked at Roblox.

“What the fuck are these controls?” Kuni grumbles as he falls as soon as you both enter the game, Sanrio Obby, which was actually Kuni’s pick but he wouldn’t admit to it.

The stream had started and the chat had already begun to tease poor Kuni as he had to down two shots. You could only giggle as you were already a few stages ahead of him.

“Y/n, can you do it for me?” he grumbles, turning towards you with a pout.

“Fine, I’ll do some of it for you,” you sigh, reaching over to his keyboard and helping him catch up towards you.

“I have you wrapped around my finger don’t I?” he hums.

“Shut up or I won’t wrap my lips around something else,” you rebuke, watching as Kuni’s cheeks flush red in realization.

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The stream continued with Kuni failing the obby and letting out curse after curse. You had to mark the stream as mature from how badly he was cussing out the poor creator of the game.

He had died in the game so much so that he had to start drinking from your glass as his ran out. You were doing rather well, pretty much sober, as Kuni was a mess beside you. The once collected and snarky Kuni was gone and replaced with a version you only see late at night. Clingy and dirty.

“Y/n,” he whined, laying his head on his palm as he watched you play, “Why are you ignoring me?”

“I’m trying to play the game, Kuni,” you reply, eyes on the screen as you see him sigh on your camera. The chat found it cute.

At this point Kuni had given up on the game and mindlessly spun his avatar around in circles as you raced ahead of him.

“What’s the punishment for losing?” Kuni questions, readily accepting his defeat.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” you tease, knowing you couldn’t make him do anything in his drunken state out of a bad conscience.

Kuni raised a brow, “Are you going to finally—”

Your eyes went wide as you released your hands from the mouse, causing your avatar to fall in game, to slap them across Kuni’s mouth.

“You can’t say that,” you try to reprimand but it comes out as a fond laugh.

Kuni reaches over to take your palm off his mouth and lets his lips graze your knuckles, looking at you with half-lidded eyes and a smirk tilting up the corners of his lips.

“Y/n,” he says, so quiet it was only for you, “Let’s do something I’m good at.”

“And what would that be?” you hum, tugging your hand out of his grasp in an attempt to go back to your game.

“You.”

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“I think that’s enough for today!” you laugh, switching off your guys’ microphones and cameras, quickly going in to end the stream. The chat was going fast with questions at Kuni’s words but you had already rushed out your goodbyes and had switched it off. Damage control wasn’t enough to fix the chaos Kuni had erupted.

You let your face fall to faceplant on the desk as you let out a groan. Just as you began to contemplate future careers for yourself after that debacle you feel a pair of hands rake their fingers through your hair.

“Why are you so red?” Kuni murmurs, pulling your head back with your hair, which hurt your scalp, so he could stare at your face.

“Jean’s going to kill us,” you sadly say as you properly sit up.

“Why?” Kuni genuinely asks, completely oblivious to his actions.

“You’re lucky you’re cute when you get like this,” you grumble, getting up and gesturing for him to do the same, “Let’s get you to bed.”

“Oh?” Kuni smiles, standing up, “Finally.”

“To sleep, you freak…”

“That’s what you said last time as well.”

“Shut up!”

[later that night then the next morning]

behind the lens !

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antony chen as scara

scara cosplayer ig:blatt_lou

if this gets flagged as mature i’m gonna kms

author’s notes — daddy’s home 🔥

synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

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#behind the lens smau #scaramouche x smau #scaramouche smau #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x gender neutral reader

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torasplanet · 4 months

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❝𝙄 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙊𝘼 𝘽𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎.ᐟ❞

M. SANO + BLACK!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; mikey kisses his cocoa butter kisses after a rough break up so he pays you a visit to beg on his knees for forgiveness but he ends up on his knees for another purpose;)

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; pathetic!mikey, apology sex, couch sex, oral (fem receiving), reader smells like cocoa butter, 80% plot 20% smut, unprotected sex, p in v, final timeline/racer!mikey, petnames(angel,baby, pretty, etc), mikey's jealousy problem, flirt rindou mentioned, praise, reader standing on business(not for long), this kinda ass, make-up sex, lovers to exes to lovers, angsty kinda i think, skin-color briefly mentioned

“Don’t talk to me again!”

Those were the last words you said to Mikey before kicking him out of your apartment and blocking him on everything. Hell, you even blocked him on Roblox and those words were all he was thinking about for the past three weeks, night and day.

This entire breakup was fucking with him in ways he didn’t think it could, he never thought about what would happen if you two broke up because the idea of you two splitting up was just utterly ridiculous to him but it wasn’t so ridiculous now that it had actually happened.

And it wasn't ridiculous how bad it got to him. He wasn’t showering regularly, and he was barely brushing his teeth which draken and everyone complained about because he had started smoking more often too which gave him the most unpleasant breath.

Though that wasn't the worst...Mikey had only been in one race since the break-up and lost, he crashed but luckily there was nothing but a couple of scratches on him but he was still crying, he crashed because he was thinking about you and how much he missed you. That was the moment he realized how depressed he got after you kicked him out and how much he truly missed you. Draken was the ears and eyes that heard and experienced it all, he saw how sad Mikey was and heard him complain about how he didn’t want to get up, how he didn’t want to practice, and how he just wanted to sleep. He was worried for his friend and wanted you two to get back together but the problem was, Mikey didn’t want to make an effort.

Anytime draken, baji, or literally anyone else told Mikey that he should go to you and try and convince you to get back with him, Mikey would decline. He looked like shit, smelled like shit, and probably would break down crying the moment he got to your apartment door and he knew you. You weren’t going to take him back, not after he started a huge and unnecessary argument over you hanging out with rindou at a coffee shop. You meant what you said and sure there was the slightest chance that you would take him back but…he didn’t see why you would. I mean, you really seemed like you hated him, you were talking and texting everyone but him, and you were still hanging out with everyone but when he was invited, you weren’t there. The only reason he found this out was because he heard chifuyu talking about when you, him, and Senju went to get the newest volume of your favorite manga. The volume he said he was going to buy you. And if you thought he was upset after the breakup, you should’ve seen him after he heard that.

He was in his room scrolling tiredly on Instagram but he wasn’t paying attention to anything he saw, he was too busy thinking about you and how much he missed you and seeing your pictures pop up on his feed. Mikey missed your warmth, he missed the cocoa butter smell of your body and your apartment, he missed your smile, he missed your laugh—fuck he even missed when you would accidentally hit him in his dick when you two were play-fighting. He missed the blowjobs you would give him as an apology for it too. God, he was about to cry again.

Mikey blinked away the tears as he let out a sigh but his head quickly snapped up as his door swung open slamming against the wall, he sat up running a hand through his messy unbrushed hair as he looked at four men at his doorframe “Jesus it smells like fucking ass in here.” Baji commented with his nose turning up at the strong smell of cigarettes coming from the room.

“Yeah normally it smells like sex.” Chifuyu added with a smirk forming on his face but it quickly dropped at Takemichi elbowing him in his side silently telling him to shut up “What do you want?” Mikey asked rudely while glaring at them “We’re having an intervention for you.” Takemichi answered with a nervous smile on his face and Mikey cocked an eyebrow at his friend’s words while Baji snickered at how seriously Takemichi was taking this.

“Yeah so get up, we brought snacks,” Draken said holding up a plastic bag full of dorayaki and taiyaki, he knew Mikey would just lock himself in his room until they left if none of them brought snacks or at least something that he wanted “How the hell did you guys even get in here?” Mikey asked with a sigh escaping his throat as his features softened giving into their wants, he threw his legs over the bed making Chifuyu let out a hiss at how pale they were from their usual tone, he really hadn’t been outside or probably seen sunlight in a while.

Baji shrugged his shoulder “I stole your spare a while back, you never noticed.” The long-haired male said with an evil grin on his face, Mikey groaned as he stood to his feet, he couldn’t even say he was surprised but even if he was, he couldn’t find the strength in himself to care at all.

The Sano man walked past all of them snatching the bag from draken in the process. “You smell like shit man, when was your last shower?”

“Chifuyu!”

“What? It’s true!”

Mikey rolled his eyes at their bickering while he walked to the living room plopping down on the couch “Probably like four days ago, maybe five.” The black-eyed adult said carelessly shrugging his shoulders while he dug into the bag pulling out one of the many taiyaki.

“Yeah, we really need to have a talk,” Draken said as they all sat around Mikey at fair distance from him, takemichi looked around the living room seeing many cigarette buts discarded on the table and burn marks on the dark wood “You need to get back with [y/n] right now or find some new girl,” Baji said as he watched as Mikey munched on the pastry like he hadn’t eaten in years and it wasn’t years but it had been probably a day or two, he didn’t have the energy to get up and actually make something and all the instant ramen and hot pockets were already eaten.

“I told you m’ fine,” Mikey said with a full mouth making Chifuyu cringe at the sight of chewed up food in his friend’s mouth.

Draken pinched the bridge of his nose tired of his best friend “Like we actually believe that.” He didn’t believe that Mikey was actually trying to sell this bullshit to him as if he hadn’t seen his downfall before and after the breakup in real time “You still can’t force me.” Mikey said shrugging his shoulders once again, he had sensed that his friends didn’t believe them and he didn’t blame them because the evidence of their statement was right in front of them, this entire apartment and himself were proof of his depression but they couldn’t force him to talk to you, they hadn’t managed to do that yet and they still weren’t “We can’t force you but we sure can force [y/n].” Chifuyu said with his mischievous smile returning to his face as he leaned back against the couch.

Mikey’s eyes darted to the green-eyed man confused and pondering what he meant by that, no. They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t dare bring you over here to the smelly and mess of what his apartment was. He decided to stay silent as he narrowed his eyes at his other friend before glancing at Draken “We’re not doing this because we care about you, we’re doing this because we’re tired of you smelling like shit and being depressed.” Baji said and Takemichi looked at him with a slightly shocked face “Wait I am, I’m doing it because I care.” He added raising his hand a bit earning a glare from the long-haired male.

They really were forcing him to talk to her. What a bunch of fake ass friends, they knew he didn’t want to talk to her because of how pathetic he knew he would look but the more he thought about it and looked at them, they were kind of right…he did smell like shit, he looked like shit and he was pathetic and it was all because you weren’t in his life. If he wanted to stop being so pathetic so he’d be able to go and talk to you, he’d have to talk to you in the mindset he was in now.

“Whatever.” Mikey agreed rolling his eyes as he continued to eat, he didn’t want to do it. Not at all but he missed you, he missed the way you two were and he missed his old self and the only way to get all of that back was to get you back “I don’t know why you were acting like that was so hard.” Draken said crossing his arms across his chest as a smile formed on his lips happy that Mikey had finally agreed to do it because it was the best for him right now.

“Yeah, you can get her back. Just shower first, that should be step one.” Takemichi said supportively with a large grin on his face and the rest of the men nodded in agreement at the shower part making Mikey groan aloud.

He was just glad they didn’t bring Emma because she would’ve definitely resorted to violence and forced him to get in the shower and go to your house that very second. He wondered if the guys had talked to you about this, probably asking you if you could unblock him or at least talk to him but he decided not to think about it because if they did, that’d probably make him even more depressed. After all, they had to go back to him and try to convince him once again and somehow successfully convinced him.

Mikey hoped that you weren’t as depressed as he was, you were crying during the entire argument and were sobbing by the time he left, and he was worried about you. He’d rather you be heartless and not give a damn about the breakup than know you were crying yourself to sleep about him. He didn’t blame you for the break-up, not at all, he blamed himself because if he had never gotten jealous over some stupid shit like that then you guys wouldn’t have argued and you wouldn’t have broken up with him so you had every right to cry over it even if you were the one that ended it. You deserved the biggest apology from him and he was going to give it to you.

Mikey thought you deserved the world actually and he was also willing to give you that. Anything you wanted, he gave it to you no matter how pricey it was. Oh, you’re upset? He’s on his way with all of your favorite things and some head to make you feel better. It was funny actually, he was willing to give you the entire world, and yet he was practicing how to apologize to you for being an ass without crying.

He stood at your apartment door staring at the brown wooden door while contemplating if he should really be here or not, mikey had taken a shower, and brushed his teeth after what, three weeks? He even put a little cologne on to cover up the fact that his clothes reeked with the smell of nicotine and smoke, he wore a plain black hoodie that his cigarette burns littered on it and shorts, they were the ones that smelled less disgusting than the others from chifuyu and takemichi’s judgment but…would it be good enough for you? Would you not smell it with the amount of cologne he put on even with how little they stunk? It was one of the many questions that were wandering throughout his head as he continued to stand there.

Mikey released a small breath deciding to do it, he was already here, showered, brushed his teeth, and felt a bit better about himself after all of that so what’s the worst that could happen? You might slam the door in his face as soon as you see him but it's fine! Totally fine…

His hand rose to knock on the door lightly but hard enough so you could hear it if you were in your room, he knew how sometimes you couldn’t hear knocks on the door if you were that far away. It felt like his heart was a bomb and every fast beat was the seconds counting down until he exploded and it felt like there were only three seconds left but then the door opened slightly revealing his lord and savior, you peeking through the small crack of the door. You were in your pajamas and had your bonnet on, figures, it was nine o’clock at night.

You were surprised to see him and stared at him while you leaned against the wall “What do you want?” You asked lowly glancing away from him before making eye contact once again, you weren’t going to slam the door in his face or tell him to get out or any of that stuff. You wanted to hear him out or at least see what he wanted “I’m sorry [y/n].” Mikey practically whispered as he looked at you with dismay in the dark pools that were his eyes, you’ve never seen that much sadness in Mikey’s eyes before. As many times as you made eye contact with him and found yourself lost in his void-like eyes, he never looked this depressed, not when Emma and draken got married, not when he lost one of his races, never. He truly looked sorry like he regretted everything that had happened up to this point.

One of your manicured hands went to the doorframe instead of the doorknob and you held onto it as you widened the door a bit poking your face out more “Mikey…” “I really am, I swear. I regret everything I did and everything I said.” You weren’t even able to get more than his name out before he planted his hand on the door pushing it open a bit wider, you remembered that night. All the things he accused you of doing with rindou, all the things he called you and you especially remembered when you had to force him out of the door and throw his shit out a few minutes after because he wouldn’t get off the doorknob jangling it and telling you to let him back in.

“Are you really?” You asked as you opened the door completely allowing him to see inside the apartment, the apartment he so desperately craved to be in every moment of the day since he left it.

The smell of cocoa butter flooded his nostrils as he took in the sight of the dimly lit living room before his eyes went back to you and your cute pajamas “I am baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” The black-haired male said grabbing your hands and cupping them in between both of his freezing cold hands, he walked closer to you as you backed up letting him completely inside the apartment and the door slammed shut behind him soon after. You looked at him sympathetically as you saw tears develop in his eyes glazing them over, you didn’t want to forgive him. You really didn’t.

Senju told you not to and that he didn’t deserve you. She told you that his jealousy issues were a problem and don’t even get me started on what she said when you told her that he accused you of fucking rindou. But…you knew Mikey better than she did and you knew how much he cared about his family and friends and you.

He wouldn’t stay with you for years if he didn’t. All of the nights you two spent together weren’t just for nothing. You remembered all the times you two stayed up late together because you couldn’t sleep and he didn’t want you to be alone even if he had a very important race in the morning, he’d always insist that you came first and he wasn’t going to sleep until you were asleep.

The times he loved you and the times he showed it outweighed the times he acted like he didn’t and it was the reason you wanted to hear him out in the first place. “You’re my everything, my world. I don’t know what I was thinking yelling at you like that but I regret it, I don’t want to have to live without you.” The Sano male continued allowing his tears to fall, they didn’t look like fake tears, it didn’t look like he was just trying to guilt trip you, they looked real and the wavering in his voice along with the voice cracks added to that. In all honesty, you didn’t want to live without him either.

You’ve never imagined yourself in any universe without him, every time you thought ahead in the future, he was always there right by your side and when you made him leave. Everything felt…wrong. The silence and emptiness of your apartment made you sick, walking around your house and failing to see Mikey's flip-flops discarded by the front door or somewhere in your room felt weird because they were always somewhere but now they weren’t. His words were enough to make you start crying and hug him tightly but you didn’t and continued to stare at him with sympathy in your eyes and a bit of lust, it was a bit sadistic how you managed to find him attractive even when he was in such a pathetic state “Prove it.” Mikey’s eyes widened slightly at this.

“Of course baby, you want me to buy you a new bag or somethin’?” The black-haired male offered as a small smile appeared on his face, he didn’t care if you asked him to buy you a yacht, he’d get it for you even if he ended up in horrible debt. You shook your head as you walked backward toward the living room with him following you, your hands still in between both of his. You sit on the couch and he stands in front of you before lowering himself to his knees looking up at you for a command or a request. He'd do anything that you wanted as long as it meant he could have you.

“I want you.” The words were quiet as you slipped your hands away from his before resting on the soft plush fabric of the couch.

Mikey’s hands rested on your thighs as he continued to look up at you, he was going to give you an apology and whatever else you wanted, and apparently, sex is the apology you wanted. He wasn’t against it, make up sex was his favorite sex with you but he wondered how different this would be because it wasn’t make up sex after an argument, this was an attempt at forgiveness from you.

He didn’t say anything and just reached for the hem of your pajama pants before gently pulling them down to your ankles then off completely tossing them somewhere on the floor “Missed you too y’know.” You said as you watched Mikey hoist your legs up on his shoulders “She missed me more I think.” He responded getting closer to your crotch before pressing a soft kiss on your clothed cunt smiling at the wet spot there.

He knew you were a freak but he didn’t know you were that much of a freak that you would get wet at his tears “Didn’t miss you more than I did.” Mikey was glad that you missed him too, probably not as much as he missed you but you still missed him and it meant something. It meant the chance of you taking him back was almost an indefinite yes regardless if he gave you head or not but he still wanted to.

It’d seal the deal even more and, he gets to taste you after weeks of not getting anything. “Missed this so much baby, you don’t even know,” Mikey admitted as he pulled down your panties tossing them away with your pants, he took in the even stronger smell of cocoa butter and the nice brown shade of your thighs and then he looked up at you with dried tears on his face seeing the teariness in yours and how you sniffled trying not to cry “My baby.” He mutters reaching out one of his hands to hold onto yours before he slowly lowered his face into your cunt wasting no time to get to licking and sucking almost biting with how fast he was going, you really didn’t know how much he missed you, and your pretty pussy but now you did.

Soft moans slipped from your lips as Mikey's free hand roamed up and down your thigh soothingly like he wasn’t absolutely devouring you right now “M…Manjiro…” You moaned out lightly as you leaned back against the couch throwing your head back.

Fuck how much he loved when you used his actual name. His jeans were tight and he felt a wet spot in his boxers from the amount of pre-cum that was leaking from his tip, he might of even cum in his pants and didn't know it. It almost hurt from the neglect but that didn’t matter, he didn’t matter, only you mattered.

Your hand sprinted to his head tangling your fingers in his thick black hair that had been brushed for the first time in probably two weeks just for you to run your fingers through it and mess it all up. You noticed from the start of your relationship that Mikey always made sure he was looking the best for you, you’d walk into the room and he’d straighten his back and fix whatever annoyed or upset facial expression he had to smile at you so you didn’t think it was because of you. Emma always told you how he never cared about how he looked when going out until you popped up and he made sure he was looking the best. He had to for his best girl even if you weren’t really his girl right now.

“Fuck, you have no idea how much you mean to me.” The dark-eyed adult muttered sending vibrations up your spine, your back arched as your grip on his hand tightened. Your pretty moans were enough to make him cum in his pants right there like a little virgin getting head for the first time but he didn’t, he wanted to cum when he was inside you. When he was the closest to you when you two were practically like one person, where you couldn’t leave him.

You hummed in pleasure “You’re t-the–ughhh! T-the one who doesn’t know! I love–fuck–you more than anyone ‘jiroooo.” You whined out as if you were losing your mind. It was the truth, you loved him more than anyone and it hurt you so badly when he accused you of being unfaithful to him with rindou because you’d never and the fact that he couldn’t see how upset you were during the argument made you even more upset and made you do what you did.

Mikey didn’t respond and kept eating you out as your thighs squeezed his head.

Mikey felt his cock get even harder as the tip rubbed against the silk fabric of his boxers, fuck he was going to cum. Mikey shut his eyes tightly as he moaned into your pussy his fingers digging into the soft brown flesh of your thighs.

He blinked up at you once again feeling himself cumming in his pants. The sight of your eyes rolling to the back of your head and your mouth open letting out soft whimpers and breaths was probably enough to make him cum again. “Fuck.” Mikey whispered before raising his head from your cunt and replacing his tongue with two of his fingers, it didn’t take him long to start pumping them while continuing to give your clit attention with his thumb painting little circles on your bundle of nerves.

He leaned up your legs till on his shoulders giving him more access to finger you deeper almost hitting your cervix and pressed his lips to your soft ones that was trying to stop spilling moans so you could kiss your ex boyfriend.

Mikey was moaning simply at the kiss with his cock twitching once more in his pants while you two started to softly make out while you continued moaning into his mouth. He missed this so much, not just kissing while having sex but kissing in general.

Kissing you was the few times he was able to relax and be vulnerable melting into the kiss and whatever position both of you were in. He loved it and he loved breaking it to see your face after and how in love you looked when staring at him with that silly smile on your face. Mikey wondered if you were going to look at him like that this time, with such eyes filled with desire and care.

He broke the kiss his eyes fluttering open to see you looking at him with your narrowed eyes full of tears and some running down your fucked out face and whines escaping your throat, he wasn’t sure if it was because you wanted another kiss or because of the fingering but all he could focus on was your eyes widening to look at him better with endearment and delight pooling in your irises along with the tears.

A smile found its way on Mikey’s face, he got closer to you kissing away the tears that were rolling down the apples of your cheeks, your face smelled even sweeter than your thighs.

“Don’t cry pretty baby.” He muttered as he continued to kiss the little drops away, the saltiness of your tears resting on his lips and a bit falling onto his tongue. All this did was make you cry more, you were practically full-on sobbing right now, you missed him so much and this was the first time you were seeing him in a while. All you've wanted to do in these past days was just jump into his arms and cry apologizing profusely.

That combined with all the affection he was showing you right now was making you barely able to breathe with the tears and moans you were choking on.

You took your free hand and gripped his jaw before kissing him sloppily again nearly making your teeth knock into his, this kiss was harsher and sloppier than the first because you both craved more of each other. Having to be deprived of all the kisses, the cuddles, and the sex made you incredibly horny and lustful and now that you’ve got it, you weren’t settling for just one soft kiss but it didn’t really last long.

You broke the kiss with your mouth widening because you felt yourself coming undone on his fingersband of course, Mikey saw this coming “My angel's cumming?” He muttered tucking his face into the crook of your neck and planting small kisses at the base of your neck “Mhm! Y-yeah, yeah!” You yelped eagerly bucking your hips into his palm as he smiled into your neck “Go ahead, angel.” With those words, the bubble in your stomach popped and you squirted all over his hand and wrist with a yell escaping your throat, Mikey’s eyes widened at the mess you made on him as he pulled his fingers out getting a whine from your throat.

His fingers were damn near dripping with your cum and he smiled at the sight, he stuck out his tongue and put his fingers on them his tastebuds being overcome with your taste that he had gotten so used to over the year's that it was like drinking water to him.

“Guess my pretty baby really missed me.” He said looking back at you and continuing that kiss once again making you taste yourself.

Your hands clasped the sides of his face as you deepened the kiss before you rotated the two of you so that you lay back on the couch with him on top of you, Mikey began to fumble with the hem of his shorts while kicking his flip flops off on the floor “You good with this pretty?” He whispered in between breaths through the kiss while he slid his shorts and boxers off, you eagerly nodded not opening your eyes or wanting to break the kiss anymore. Mikey had already cum once but he was rock hard again and was ready for another round with you "Say it. I want you to say it." Mikey whispered again breaking the kiss and staring down at you.

You stared back at him your eyes still glossy with tears "I want you to fuck me, Manjiro." You said earning a grin from Mikey, he pressed a kiss to your cheek right under your eye.

“I missed you, baby, missed how good you smell.” Mikey repeated as his hands went to your knees, he spread your legs to give himself access as he broke the kiss sitting up straight on his knees.

You smiled at the compliment as you placed your hands on the sides of his face again while he aligned himself with your cunt.

Mikey loved to compliment you. It was like he complimented you for his own happiness because it was every moment of every day when you two were together that he was worshipping and praising you and even when coming here to apologize, on his knees to beg for forgiveness, he was still complimenting you but maybe that was because he was on his knees for an entirely different reason a few minutes ago.

You grunted as he pushed himself inside “I..ugnh…love you so much.” He muttered putting his face on your neck while you wrapped your arms around his neck “Love you too…y’know I’d never cheat on you right?” You muttered as he slowly began to move, he raised his head from your neck to look at you with hurt in his eyes “Of course, I trust you…I don’t know why I got so mad and said that…” Mikey started trying his hardest not to moan while you did not attempt to hide your own while you continued to look up at him “Then…w…why did–mhmmm! Y-you get s’ mad…?” The words came out as moans and whines while you held onto the back of his neck blinking for long periods because of the pleasure.

“I don’t know angel…I just, fuck. I know h-how he is a…ha! And it just got to me…” Mikey answered, you knew what he meant. You knew rindou too and you knew how he was with women, sure, ran was even worse than him being a player who somehow was still lazy and whatnot but rindou was still a flirt and Mikey didn’t like that.

He still shouldn’t have taken that out on you though “M’ sorry, so fuckin’ sorry.” The Sano male panted as he rocked back and forth his hands placed by your head to hold himself up “S’ okay, I for-forgive you…” You managed to moan out surprised at the words coming out clearly, Mikey didn’t respond and just quickened his pace making you throw your head back against the cushions stretching your neck while your back arched high in the air.

Your arms fell limb onto the couch above your head as you squeezed your eyes shut tight with every hit to your cervix, your bonnet now long gone somewhere either on the floor or on the couch, you didn’t care, you weren’t going to sleep right now anyway not with Mikey stretching out your walls and his moaning and groaning in your ear about how sorry he was and how beautiful you are in this state.

Mikey’s hand went to your button-up pajama shirt and began to unbutton it quickly by tearing it open and popping off a few buttons which you whined about as you looked at your shirt that was now open revealing your bra which Mikey had snuck his hand under groping your chest.

“I’ll buy you another shirt, fuck. I’ll buy you a whole damn new set if that's what you want!” Mikey said moaning at the end of his sentence with his voice getting higher as he closed his eyes with strands of his black hair sticking to his forehead.

Your back arched once more and you bucked your hips up feeling yourself cumming once more due to the Sano male “G-god!” You stammered your hands coming down to your sides and gripping the fabric of the cushions while Mikey squeezed on your tit, you tightened around him cumming once again but he didn’t.

Your walls fluttered around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head feeling Mikey's nonstop thrusts his tip hitting that spongy spot over and over. "A-Ah!" You moaned.

He moaned at the feeling of you cumming but kept going but it only took a few thrusts for him to burst “Fuck! I love you!” He shouted with his hands flying to your hips pushing them down onto the couch as he coated your walls white with his seed, he stared down at you for a second or two before allowing himself to fall onto your chest with one last curse falling from his lips as you breathed heavily.

Mikey let out deep breaths as he turned his head up to look at you “Take me back?” He asked lowly still regaining his breath and you made eye contact with him before a smile formed on your face “Of course.”

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gremlin-pattie · 8 months

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i was playing a roblox game with my little cousin where you explore liminal spaces, and when i tell you i SCREAMED when we walked into this room

i was like there’s no fucking way. he had no idea why i was laughing, so then i had to go through the mortifying ordeal of showing him this picture and explaining the context

#the fact that i recognized the room instantly is. something #roblox #dashcon

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doobea · 8 months

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BLLK - RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS CONT.

contents: some suggestive in oliver's, overall super fluffy, like domestic fluff its insane but i love it, gn!reader characters: sae, oliver, isagi, rin a/n: hehe im throwing this out just to have something but also i love coming up w hcs and its been a WHILE since my last one

SAE

Because of his constant travels, it was his idea one night that there needed to be something physical to keep himself reminded of you at night. Which led to him bringing you to a build-a-bear store the very next day. You took your time deciding which animal to choose from, scents, cute outfits (obviously you had to pick the soccer jersey), and recording your voice memo. He keeps the plushie by his bedside, sending you pictures of it every night, and even buys a small bed for it. You can't help but feel slightly jealous that he's treating a toy better than you.

The sounds of him brushing his teeth and gurgling mouthwash wakes you up every time. He doesn't mean to be so loud about it, Sae can't exactly control the volume of his electric toothbrush and he has to make sure that his breath smells nice before he goes in for a morning kiss.

"My hands are cold." and proceeds to touch your face. Will chase you around the house to make sure you warm him up. Don't even bother running away because he's a literal athlete. Probably refuses to wear gloves when it's cold outside just so he can stick his hands in your pockets too.

OLIVER

Karaoke nights with Oliver are like no other. He has a nice voice, but will purposefully sing terribly just to hear you laugh. With the combination of alcohol and old-school tunes, the two of you will test the limits of the so-called 'soundproof' rooms.

He's the type of boyfriend who loves to test physical boundaries in more ways than one. Walking in public, he'll 'accidentally' brush his hands against your bottoms or your chest. If you're taking a shower, he'll try and poke you from behind the shower curtains. Leaves his mouth a mess when he's eating food and specifically asks you to lick the sauce away.

Sadly, he eats your leftovers when you haven't touched them after a day. He tries to be super sneaky and tries to help you look for it after finishing the whole thing. And yes, he gaslights you just a tiny bit - "baby, are you sure you didn't eat it yourself?"

ISAGI

Under the condition that you have a lot of plushies, Isagi will either neatly place them around your shared apartment or send you videos of him punching them across the room - there's no middle ground.

Mentioned this before briefly but he'll show you all the highlights of his games. But not the professional videos - he'll go out of his way to find videos that are edited poorly (he thinks they're cool tho) and will force you to watch them with him. The videos with dubstep outros and intros, like and subscribe for more, and Roblox figures flying across the screen.

If you're not paying attention to him, Isagi will literally pull out his phone, take a picture of you with 'HEEEYYY' as the caption, and send it to you despite being within arm's reach. What's gotten your attention that's more important than him?

RIN

He definitely sleeps with a blanket that he's had since he was like five. The type of blanket that has holes in it, design and color faded by how much he's used it, and he was super embarrassed when you found it stuffed underneath his bed when he first invited you over. After suffering an endless amount of teasing, he brings out the blanket when he wants cuddles.

Facetiming with Rin is always so endearing yet so awkward at the same time. His face is never fully shown, only the corner of his head, and there are long periods of silence just because Rin hates having conversations on the phone. Expect a lot of "oh so what are you doing right now" every ten minutes - he's trying his best!

His favorite pastime is laying in bed with you in his arms and scrolling aimlessly on the phone. Whether it be reading a funny thread together, scrolling through TikTok, or watching a movie on Netflix - he finds it easy to relax with you and easily falls asleep within an hour.

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horrorhot-line · 1 year

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(adj). something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time

➵ pairing: saiki kusuo/female! reader

➵ word count: 5k

➵ genre: fluff?

➵ warnings: none

➵ summary: you come over for new years eve and plan to spend the day with saiki and his parents, only to be ambushed by teruhashi and kusuke,- the latter acting as if he knows something you don’t. saiki’s not happy, for more reasons than one.

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➵ previous part - all hallows eve

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before you read: ‘saiki telepathically communicating with reader’ ‘reader thinking or interacting with saiki through thoughts.’ “saiki talking without moving his mouth.” “saiki talking using his mouth.”

notes: this post was requested by someone but i can’t for the life of me find the request anywhere ;-; i know a lot of you were looking forward to saiki having his protective moments so i hope you enjoy!

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Before you even had the chance to ring the Saiki household's bell, the door abruptly opened. Of course, it was expected that a psychic like Saiki would have seen you coming. You couldn't help the grin that took over your features, making the corners of your eyes crinkle at the sight of the object of your affection Saiki.

You took a moment to take in Saiki's outfit- he wore a white turtleneck with a dark cyan sweater layered on top. How the psychic in question manage to pull it off so well with his pink hair? You had no idea. "You're here." Your eyebrows jumped at Saiki's statement. You half expected him to tell you to go home, but knowing him, he wouldn't have the heart to do that to you. Your grin widened.

Still smiling from ear to ear, you held up the bag in your hand filled with homemade coffee jelly. "I made you these for New Year's Eve. Aren't you going to invite me in?" You tilted your head to the side. There was still the main gate to the Saiki's residence that separated the two of you.

Saiki looked from the bag to you and then again. You only watched him, knowing he was going through a dilemma. You were sure he wasn't planning on letting you in because his parents would only bombard you with questions like they always did.

Mrs Saiki would only tease her son here and there, where as Mr Saiki would gush over how his youngest son had managed to find such a nice girlfriend despite the psychic insistently telling his dad that the two of you weren't in a relationship. On the other hand, he wanted the treats you had made for him.

You held the bag up and shook it lightly, 'I know you want it.' You thought at him smugly. Saiki only stared off to the side, and you could see he was struggling with the temptation. After a long mental battle, Saiki stepped outside his house, walking up to you. You only smiled, knowing he had given in to you.

"Fine. You can come in."

You let your arm relax, lowering the bag to your side as you watched him reach out his pale hand to open the gate for you.

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When Saiki had walked into the living room with you right behind him, and he moved to the side so you came into view- you didn't even get a chance to greet his parents before they jumped out of their seats on the couch to rush over to you. "Happy new ye- Ooof!" You weren't happy about the fact that you had ended the sentence with a Roblox dying effect.

"Happy New Year Y/n!" The both of them exclaimed as they drowned you in hugs, and your heart swelled. Saiki's parents were so sweet, and it was at moments like this that you remembered how much you loved his family, and him.

Saiki would never admit it but he felt like you fit right in, and he found he was okay with the fact that they loved you.

That only lasted so long, and after a few minutes of being suffocated by them, you peeked through the tangle of limbs to look at their son, sending a pleading look to Saiki. And like the knight in shining armour he was, he came to your rescue. The psychic didn’t mind if it was you asking for help.

"Alright, that's enough." The pink-haired boy stated before pulling his dad off of you by the collar of his shirt. You exhaled in relief, finally able to breathe. Damn, his old man had an iron grip.

"Good grief." You could almost hear the exasperation in Saiki's voice as he hauled his dad away, and all the while, Mr Saiki complained. "Is this how you treat your dear old dad?! This isn't fair, Kusuo! I just wanted to give my daughter-in-law some love!" You tried not to pay attention to the last comment.

With your hands no longer trapped by your side, you brought them up to wrap them around Mrs Saiki, and she squealed over how cute you were. You smiled sweetly at the woman's words, accepting the compliments regardless of whether you believed them or not. Mrs Saiki was the epitome of a ball of sunshine, and you loved her for it.

"She's not your daughter-in-law." Saiki said sternly, and Mr Saiki paled as he let out an "Eep!" at the psychic's darkened expression. Mrs Saiki broke away from you, her hands still on your shoulders as she turned to the boy in question, telling him to let his father go- and like the good son he was, he did.

Mr Saiki crumpled to the floor almost comically before shooting back up as if nothing had happened in the first place, telling his son off for treating him so roughly. His remarks fell on deaf ears.

The next hour went by faster than you would've liked.

After you gave Saiki the treats you had made him, he indulged himself in them with a blush and a smile on his face, one he got rid of the moment he saw you looking. Mr Saiki whisked you away and made you sit down on the couch, putting on a tv show he cackled at, and Mrs Saiki made you hot chocolate, insisting you try it because of the cold weather.

"You'll get sick, sweetie." She had said, shoving the warm mug into your hands and looking at you expectantly. You took a sip after blowing on the hot beverage, and though it had burnt your tongue slightly, the marshmallows melted in your mouth, and you felt like you had tasted heaven.

All was well in the world, until it wasn't.

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When Saiki tensed, letting his arm lower from being crossed across his chest, and his back straightened, no longer leaning on the wall next to the window as he watched you and his family get along- you raised your eyebrow at him.

'What's wrong?' You asked, not sure why he was suddenly on edge. 'She's here.' Saiki replied, his eyes snapping to meet yours. He didn't have to elaborate- you already knew. Of all the people in the world, there was only one person who would show up unannounced to the Saiki household that day. Teruhashi Kokomi.

People say all good things come to an end eventually, and you believed it. If spending time with the Saikis was bliss, Teruhashi was the reckoning.

You had to hand it to her- she was determined. Instead of spending New Year's Eve with her family, she was here, no doubt trying to catch Saiki's attention. Then again, did you even have any legs to stand on, considering you were technically doing the same thing? You guessed your high ground would be that Saiki didn’t mind having you around.

Teruhashi was here and that was an issue. There was no reason for her to ambush the poor psychic on New Years Eve other than to get him to say, 'Oh, wow!', of course.

You stood up from your seat in between Mr and Mrs Saiki, grateful that they were too busy laughing at the tv to pay attention. You came to a stop next to the window where Saiki was, peering out of it.

Lo and behold, there she was, shining like always. You watched on as she put her index fingers to her head and spoke to herself. Was that her imitation of Saiki's hairpins? You nearly laughed, stopping yourself before you could by covering it with a cough. You didn't want to offend the psychic in question. Whom already knew what you were thinking, and was offended.

You tried not to think about how close he was to you or how you could feel the body warmth radiating off of him as he leaned to look out the window. You were sure when he let out a sigh, and his breath fanned the side of your neck, your soul had left your body. The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end.

This man had too much power and it was unfair!

You turned to look up at him, and he briefly met your gaze, you wanted to kiss him right then and there, before his expression turned from soft to shocked. When you looked out the window again, you noticed someone with blonde hair next to Teruhashi. 'Surely not... It couldn't be.'

Saiki confirmed your suspicions, 'It is.' Saiki Kusuke had come to visit. 'What a disaster.' Saiki rushed to the door, and you followed. When the psychic slammed the door open, you watched as Teruhashi's expression changed rapidly. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Saiki, and when her stare trailed to you, who was directly behind him, her smile fell.

'I knew it.'

'Rue, when did this happen?'

'Stop quoting Euphoria, now is not the time!'

'I shan't.'

Before Teruhashi had a chance to question why you were with Saiki, Kusuke spoke up. "There he is." When his eyes landed on you, he gave you a smirk, "Long time no see, Y/n." You grimaced, not liking the calculative look he gave you as he walked towards you, ignoring Saiki. "How have you been?" He asked, his tone sweet.

From the moment you had met him months ago, he had shown an interest in you and you couldn’t for the life of you understand why. Because his younger brother fond of you.

You noted how his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. When you gave the man silence, his smile grew. You didn't realise the expression on Saiki's face resembled frustration, but Kusuke did. He offered another side glance to Saiki before he turned to Teruhashi and told her to come in.

'These are the last two people I wanted to see on New Year's Day.'

'Agreed.'

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"Kusuke! You're home." Mr Saiki exclaimed when he saw his son. The man in question paid no mind to his dad, turning to Mrs Saiki instead. "Mom, it's been a while." You observed the scene, stood next to Saiki, who had his arms crossed again. He didn't look the least bit happy.

"Happy new year." Teruhashi greeted Saiki's parents bowing respectfully at them, and you covered your eyes with your arms to shield you from the light she gave off. Pretty girl energy was no joke! You were nearly blinded!

‘Good grief, stop being dramatic.’

‘I am not.’

Mrs Saiki exclaimed at the sight of Teruhashi, "Kokomi! Happy new year!" You felt somewhat glad that the same level of excitement Saiki's mom had when you first came wasn't there, and Teruhashi had gotten a watered-down reaction to what you received.

'They like you more, that's why.'

'You think so?'

'I know so.'

"Wait, you two know each other?" Mr Saiki questioned, looking to and from Kusuke and Teruhashi. Kusuke cleared the situation up by telling him he saw her ringing the doorbell and decided to let her in. Mr and Mrs Saiki apologised for not hearing the girl in question, who seemed to look at Kusuke as if she were in a daze.

You could see why, he was handsome after all, you could admit that much, but his personalit-

You didn't get a chance to finish your thought as a nearby potted plant trembled before bursting into pieces. Exclaims from Saiki's parents and Teruhashi filled the room. The unexpected loud noise threw you off guard, and you nearly launched yourself into Saiki.

Luckily the psychic had fast reflexes, his hand wrapped around your back and found its way onto your hip, steadying you. You ignored the butterflies that reappeared inside your stomach and the jump of your heart at Saiki's. When you found your balance your eyes met Kusuke's from across the room, who smiled at you as if he knew something you didn't.

His baby brother was jealous.

'Was that you, Kusuo?'

'Why would you think that?'

Saiki answered your question with one of his own, he was being evasive. That only ever happened when he wanted to deny something. You guessed right, it was! What you couldn't quite understand was why? Saiki had a good hold on his powers and they only fluctuated when he was angry, but nothing had happened to incur his rage. You had thought his brother was handsome.

When Teruhashi questioned what made the pot smash, Kusuke jumped in to tell her it was a ghost. She accepted it, remembering the time something similar happened when she came to join in on you and Saiki babysitting Yuta months ago.

You sighed in relief, giving Kusuke a nod as to say, nice save! He only shot a close-eyed smile back at you and you swore you saw another pot tremble in your peripherals.

"Isn't Kuriko here today?" Saiki's mouth fell open in shock, 'Oh right. The other day I dressed up as a girl and pretended to be my sister.' He thought, and you heard him. 'I know, I was there.'

'I have to let them know.' You weren't sure how Saiki planned on doing that- his dad was already questioning Teruhashi. "Kuriko? Oh, right, Kuriko!" Saiki visibly relaxed, and you only shook your head at him. 'Dad, you're perceptive.' Saiki complimented, and you looked at the psychic in mild disapproval.

His dad hadn't caught on at all, there was no way. You wondered how Saiki could possibly think he could rely on him when Mr Saiki was so incredibly aloof. 'He's not.' You thought back at him. The man in question handed food on a plate with chopsticks to Teruhashi, "Here is Kuriko for you!"

You were right- as always, Mr Saiki hadn't realised the situation. 'That's Kuri Chestnut paste.' Saiki looked on incredulously, finally understanding what you meant earlier. Teruhashi gave a confused smile, staring down at the food. "No, I meant Saiki's sister." She stated, and you felt sweat bead on your forehead. You were still there wondering how Saiki's dad had managed to pull food out of thin air.

"What? A sister..." Mr Saiki trailed off, confused as ever. 'This is bad!' You would have to jump in and save Saiki, yet again. "Oh, of course! Our sister, Kuriko." Kusuke jumped in before you could, shoving the Kuri Chestnut paste into his dad's mouth to stop him from speaking. Mr Saiki's muffled groans didn't stop the genius from talking, "She's abroad right now. You know her?"

"Oh really?" It looked as though Teruhashi believed the fib. Kusuke to the rescue! Guess there was no need for you to step in today- Saiki's older brother looked like he had everything under control. Saiki's expression turned from dismay to slight frustration, his brows furrowed.

You watched as Mr Saiki's expression turned to that of clarity, 'Good grief, he finally got it.' Teruhashi's smile returned, "Which country did she go to?" You knew for a fact from previous experiences that Saiki's dad was horrible when it came to answering on the spot, and you were correct. "Paraguay," Was what he had supplied, a strained smile on his face. You almost cringed into the next year.

What a terrible liar he was. Teruhashi was surprised at the answer, repeating the name of the country. 'Just shut up.' You nearly snorted, stopping yourself so the attention in the room wouldn't shift to you. You choked on your spit instead, lightly coughing into your hand so you wouldn't be too loud. Your throat burned from the action. You succeeded but at what cost?

"Kusuo, I have a present for you!" Kusuke jumped in, saving the day yet again with a clap of his hands. 'Nice, in more ways than one.' Saiki commented.

Saiki's older brother held out an envelope for Teruhashi, "You can have one too." He declared, but Teruhashi already had her hands up to refuse. "What? No, I can't accept that." Why say no to free money? You couldn't for the life of you understand. Ah... the perfect girl persona.

"Don't be shy, I have like, 80 million in the bank."

'She doesn't believe him.'

You were too shocked to pay attention to what Saiki thought. Your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Come again? Pardon? 80 million?! You knew he was rich but not that rich! As if sensing your inner turmoil, Kusuke walked up to you and handed you an envelope as well.

The only difference this time was that he took hold of your hands and brought them up to enclose them around the money. "Here's yours, Y/n. Don't worry, I didn't forget about you.' This one was twice as big as Teruhashi's and all you could do was dumbfoundedly stare from the envelope to Kusuke and then to where he was still holding your hand with a smile on his face.

You didn’t notice Saiki tensing beside you.

Was he trying to buy you with money? That wasn't the important question in this situation. The dilemma was, was it working? Maybe...

Another pot smashed in the kitchen, and you whipped your head to look at Saiki. His expression had darkened, and you couldn't for the life of you understand why. Maybe, just maybe, it was because Kusuke was holding your hand.

“Stop it.” Saiki glared at Kusuke, who shot a grin back at him before turning to Mr Saiki.

"You too, dad." That was sweet of Kusuke, giving money out left, right and centre- even to his father. "You didn't have to..." Mr Saiki trailed off, looking away bashfully and rubbing the bottom of his nose. "What?" Kusuke asked, and you retracted your previous statement. "My present, please."

Kusuke put his hand out in front of his dad, and you choked back laughter yet again. "You have 80 million!" His father exclaimed. While the two of them argued back and forth, Saiki poked your shoulder to get your attention. 'Good grief, what a bother. Let's go Y/n.'

You looked at him in surprise, before raising your eyebrow. 'What about Teruhashi?' He couldn't possibly leave her here with his demon of a brother, could he? The man would find a way to make the psychic's life miserable, and you would bet the money Kusuke gave you that he'd use Teruhashi to do it.

'She'll follow us.'

With that, you left the kitchen with Saiki and sure enough, Teruhashi followed the two of you. "Where are you both going?" Though she didn't say it, Teruhashi was an open book and you didn't need telepathy to know she was thinking- where are you off to? Alone? With Saiki?

‘Told you she’d tag along.’

‘No one likes a show off, Kusuo.’

Saiki wordlessly knelt down to put on his shoes, and you did the same, standing up. "To the temple- that was the plan before Kusuke showed up." You said bluntly, not giving her a second glance as you joined Saiki by the door.

"You can come if you want to." You stated, knowing full well she wanted nothing more than to crash the 'date' and third wheel in order to stop you from getting close to Saiki.

'If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're a psychic too. That's exactly what she's thinking.'

'But you do know better. I'm just good at reading people.'

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Despite it being January, the weather had yet to warm up. Winter still had its hold over Japan, the grey clouds and cold air were a clear sign of that. The seasons had yet to catch up, spring had yet to settle in and let the blossom trees bloom. Your coat and scarf provided little help against the chill that blanketed the streets.

You rubbed your hands together and blew hot air into them to try and get feeling back into your fingers. When you were about to let out another exhale, you nearly jumped out of your skin when Saiki's hand came into contact with yours.

The butterflies erupted in your stomach as if on command, and you cursed at them. Your ears burned, and suddenly you didn't feel so cold anymore. Saiki had been watching you shiver for the past five minutes and had taken matters into his own hands, quite literally.

'It'll help them warm up quicker. That's the only reason I'm holding them.' He clarified.

The sharp contrast of how warm he was, compared to the weather, caught you off guard. Your fingers had gone numb, but you could still feel the heat from his hands transferring onto you. You were grateful that Teruhashi and Kusuke's brother were walking ahead of you up the stairs to the temple. "Wow, there's a lot of people here," Kusuke commented.

'This is the worst-case scenario. It's all his fault.' Saiki lamented, and you sighed. Kusuke had managed to catch up to the three of you when you were about to leave and asked to join. He didn't wait for an answer, assuming the yes and he started to walk with you.

'Wanna try losing him in the crowd?' You suggested, only to realise it would be difficult since the guy was a genius and no doubt would gain access to hidden cameras to spot all of you. 'I have to take you and get out of here.' Saiki thought at you, and you agreed. What about Teruhashi, though? Saiki could care less at this point, anything to stop the masochist from trying to interact with you- Teruhashi be damned.

Kusuke turned his head slightly, looking off to the side. "By the way, are you two dating?" His eyes were completely devoid of emotion, and you grimaced. Sometimes, the man made you uncomfortable.

You stayed quiet, assuming that he was asking Teruhashi. Great, even Kusuke thought they were a couple. You ignored the fact that the idea of it all made you upset, denying the pang of pain you felt in your heart as some sort of allergy. Like that made any sense.

You expected Teruhashi to deny it half-heartedly like the perfect girl she was, but you saw the opposite unfold. Her cheeks were bright red as she shook her hand in front of her, eyes unfocused. "What? You're- You're totally mistaken! We're just friends!" She stuttered. You were surprised to see her lose her cool- it didn't happen often. Not unless Saiki was involved anyway.

Kusuke only shot her a fake smile, "I wasn't asking you." You watched as confusion took hold of Teruhashi. You snorted quietly into the palm of your hand, the other one occupied with still holding onto Saiki. "I was talking to you, Y/n." You stopped laughing when your brain caught up with the question.

'Good grief.'

Your mind was too busy reeling to notice Teruhashi's face scrunch in embarrassment and humiliation as she flushed red, or her shoulders droop. "Wh-What?!" You exclaimed, taken aback, it was your turn to blush. "No- no, we're not dating." You denied it, even though you wanted Kusuke's guess to be true. What you wouldn’t do to date the psychic.

"You two seemed close, so I got the wrong idea. Not to mention, you're holding hands." Kusuke elaborated, and you ignored the flush you were sure was covering you from head to toe. 'He knew, but he asked, anyway.'

You would have let go of Saiki's hand if it weren't for his strong grip. 'Stop holding my hand, Kusuo.' You thought at the psychic. 'Why?' He retorted, still observing his brother. 'I don't want Teruhashi putting a target on my back.' You stated matter of factly, already aware that if you incurred said girl's jealousy her minions would no doubt come after you.

The Teruhashi fan club was a force to be reckoned with and you had no intention of getting mixed up with them. 'Too late, she saw already. If I let go now, it'll make it worse.' You gave up on trying to get away from Saiki, there was no saving yourself, now.

"If you don't like my brother, how about dating me instead?" By the time you noticed how close Kusuke had gotten to you, he was a mere centimetres away from your face. You leaned the top half of your body back, flustered yet again as you refused to meet Kusuke's stare.

You didn't get a chance to refuse his offer. "Back off." Saiki had pulled you behind him, his hand still intertwined with yours as he stood between you and his older brother. Kusuke only smirked tauntingly at the psychic, his eyes closed. "Oh? Why do I have to do that? Can't I make conversation with a friend of mine-" You cut off Kusuke, "We aren't friends, though?"

You barely knew the guy, and from what Saiki told you, the only impression you had of him was that he was a crazed genius who got off to losing to his younger brother. "Don't be like that, Y/n-" Kusuke tried to step around Saiki and get close to you, but the pink-haired boy wasn't having any of it. "I'm warning you."

Kusuke put his hands up in mock defeat, "Okay, okay. No need to be so on edge, little brother." You didn't notice Teruhashi until she spoke up, distracting the three of you. "Why did you ask her and not me?!" She sure was bold, you guessed the humiliation finally got to her head, making her throw away her perfect girl persona.

Kusuke deadpanned at Teruhashi as he continued. "What? You thought you could fool me? Well, that's to be expected. You probably have been pampered your whole life because of your looks, but Kusuo is on a different level." You expected Saiki to stop Kusuke, but he didn't do a thing, only watched.

Teruhashi no doubt had finally realised Kusuke's true nature. Apart from children, Hairo, Saiki and you, everyone in the world was affected by Teruhashi's beauty. Now, Kusuke was added to that list. Truth be told, you were surprised she hadn't noticed that the genius had yet to gasp at her.

"Oh, wow." Kusuke gasped, but you knew it wasn't at her. It was obvious, his expression was completely neutral, devoid of emotion, and it was like he was far away, not quite there when he said it. You were sure Teruhashi picked up on that as well. How had things come to this? You agonised, wondering why Saiki had to be so unlucky all the time.

'I can still hear you.'

'I'm not wrong am I?'

The four of you continued walking when you realised you were holding up the crowd of people trying to get to the temple. Kusuke half-heartedly apologised for his behaviour, saying he couldn’t really judge- inadvertently calling Teruhashi a monkey as well as the rest of the masses. How condescending.

'He shouldn't take Teruhashi too lightly.'

'She gives even the most powerful psychic in the world trouble, your brother should've been more careful.'

That’s when Teruhashi started crying.

‘Oh no...’

"Sorry. I know you're a talented actress too." Kusuke stated, but that did nothing to placate the crowd of people stalking toward him. Kusuke failed to realise that the show Teruhashi put on wasn't for him, it was for the strangers around her that would flock to her rescue.

Kusuke looked from left to right at the marching crowd, confused as to why they were surrounding the four of you. Except they weren't, they were surrounding him. Teruhashi had used the ultimate weapon, her angel tears. You saw the smirk she tried to hide behind the hands covering her face. "Are all these her boyfriends? Huh, Kusuo? Y/n?"

The genius tried to seek help from you and Saiki, to no avail. You had no intention of getting involved with the angry mob. They tried to attack Kusuke, but he managed to summon a helicopter to flee. Where did it even come from?

'Even he was no match for Teruhashi.' You could only silently agree with Saiki's sentiment, gazing up at the retreating aircraft.

'Only in Ohio.' You thought solemnly.

'I don't appreciate your tik tok references.' Saiki thought back, a scowl on his face.

‘Shush, you love them really.’

He did.

'I don't care if you do or not anyways, they're for my sanity.' You surmised.

You sighed for the hundredth time that day, feeling drained despite it being early in the morning. The only thing left to do now was to find a way to ditch Teruhashi.

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bonus:

It was easier than expected, losing Teruhashi that is. You had the news reports of a beautiful girl crying at the temple plastered on social media to thank for that. When Makoto, Teruhashi's older brother had called her up to check on her, threatening that he'd come to see her- she had no choice but to go home.

She apologised quickly, bowed to the both of you and left in a hurry.

"Good job, Y/n." It was rare for Saiki to compliment you, but when he did, you only felt one type of way. It's worth it getting dragged into Saiki's disastrous life, time and time again. Curse you for being whipped for this man.

"Why?" You questioned, curious as to where the praise came from. "I saw you take that picture and post it online." Saiki regarded you as he gave you a side glance. It was true, you had pulled your phone out to snap a picture of Teruhashi amidst the chaos when she was crying, for the purpose of it getting enough attention that it would reach her brother.

You were surprised it had worked, but it was expected- her brother was her number 1 fan and number 1 stalker. "I knew you wanted to get rid of her, so I just did my part." You missed the way the corners of Saiki's mouth twitched, too busy focusing on the fact that he was still holding your hand.

You half expected him to have dropped his hold on you like a hot potato, knowing how he hated getting attention. Your heart threatened to leap into your throat when he gave your hand a light squeeze, your ears burning yet again.

When you looked up at Saiki, the smallest of smiles that had been there seconds earlier was now gone, replaced by his stoic expression. You rubbed your thumb on the back of his hand absentmindedly and shot him a grin. You shoved down the thoughts of how soft his hands were.

You had made up your mind, you were going to spend the rest of New Year's Eve with him, with no interruptions this time. When you pulled him in the opposite direction of the temple and felt no resistance as he followed your lead, your smile widened.

"Let's go to a cafe, Kusuo."

“Okay.”

Saiki decided yet again that he didn't mind being bothered, not by you anyways. Regardless of whether you dragged him to a cafe or anywhere else.

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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WOoOoOoO SPOOKY SEASON REQUIRES SPOOKY STUFF

Anyways

I would love to request an Child ghost!reader and the gang, basically child reader got murdered when they were using the VR and their soul got stuck into the game.

Their soul being so GORY AND DISTORTED, like an arm is missing, one eye is like hanging out and their head has an hole. Reader can get invisible like a ghost and move things with only their mind, and they are very quiet and just observes, rarely get mad or anything, but when they snap (for example: Because of jax's pranks) they start throwing things around dim the lights and scream, and lets put like, Reader's screams are like LOUD as hell, basically like an ghost tantrum.

So basically Child reader is just an sad messed up lil goof who needs comfort and therapy.

Sorry if its long, i love love love your blog btw!

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TADC cast x ghost!child!reader (platonic + light found family) !

going to take a different approach to writing this one, since i feel bad about being selective of cast/multi characters today, so! rather than having divided segments like usual, its going to be a group thing! hope thats alright! going to be the last request of this batch them imma make something to eat rq for dinner then get back to writing YAHOO!

when you joined the digital circus, you were already very obviously different from the rest of the gang. even if your gore was toned down thanks to your body being digitized; the programming seemed to struggle with altering your body into something unique... strange... it also seems your body is fighting back against the programming of the world, seemingly trying to restore itself. The effect makes you almost look like you're glitching, or even abstracting

Caine doesnt immediately pick up on your presence, i feel like its in his programming to be aware when a new member joins the circus, but for some reason he didnt notice you until he saw you, or someone brings you up to him

It was Ragatha, who was trying to get answers from him. Who's kid was this? Is it really fair to let a kid be stuck here? Obviously she knew Caine couldnt do anything about it now that you were here, nor did he have any hand in you putting on the headset.

Except... you correct them and say you didn't put on any headset, you were trapped in it.

Of course you're trapped, just like the rest of us, Jax says

None of them immediately believe you try to tell them you're a ghost. Except of course, Kinger, who reasons that that's why you look the way you do; and Gangle, who in my opinion probably finds interest in the supernatural.. or maybe that's just me projecting onto her. Who knows. But the point still stands, almost everyone doesn't believe you.

Not long after, Jax accidentally ropes you into prank that was originally intended for Zooble, I dont think Jax would go as far as to bully a child.... well... actually no, he seems like the type to bully kids on roblox.

The prank wasnt planned for you, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. You open a door, and are immediately greeted with a fake snake lunging out at you. You scream, more so out of surprise and fear than anger. It does turn into anger when Jax laughs at you, still finding some kind of joy from the prank getting at least someone. Your scream rises, causing nearly everyone to cover their ears, the rest were not there in the room but would come rushing to see what the hell was going on

I think it would be that instance as well as a few other; namely ones where you became invisible and started removing one of Zooble's limbs after they (unintentionally) said something a little too mean to you. The idea of you being a ghost was further cemented when both Gangle and Ragatha watched you literally phase through a wall. But hey at least someone (Jax) starts laying off of you when it becomes clear you weren't lying

There's mixed feelings, a lot negative. I mean, you're just a kid and you're. Well, a ghost. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to come to the conclusion that something happened to you. Whether or not you remember the details of your death when you became a ghost, or after joining the digital world, is all up to you

Caine, as mentioned before in posts where the reader is a child, tries to be a father figure. He's not the best, since he's programmed to be a ring master, but he definitely tries his best. I like to think he tries to read you bedtime stories when the digital world simulates 'night'

Pomni, who I totally didn't forget, tries to overcome her fear of you and your ghostly powers, ultimately becoming sympathetic you and your situation. Not only was your life cut short, but you were trapped here too, you didn't even get to roam the world in the afterlife. Interactions with her are awkward but there's an effort to try to bring you some form of comfort

Jax, after he stops pulling jokes on you cant deny that he doesnt find you creepy. I think, though, he would ask you if you want to help him scare some of the other members. Whether you be offended by the concept or not is also up to you, since I'm not sure if you wanted the reader to be sensitive regarding their current predicament or not

Ragatha goes into full big sister mode, even before it's confirmed that you're a ghost. Sure, she's a little put off by your ganky and gorey looks, but her heart aches for you. Similar to Caine she tries to do general child care activities with you, perhaps if you let her, she would do your hair and make you dresses

Kinger will take a while to warm up to you, but I think after some time would start to open up to you, usually it's best to interact with him when he's already in a calmer state. He already gives me dad vibes that I cant pin down... but he would tell you stories of his past (in house) adventures and some funny stuff that has happened over his time in the digital world

Zooble is going to need a moment to get over the invisible dismemberment thing... as well as Zooble being Zooble and needing some time to warm up to people in general... Not much to be said, yet...

Gangle would offer to lend you some art supplies... kids like arts and crafts stuff, right? Thats her logic, at least, and if it means you have an outlet for your emotions then that would be great!

Overall you now have a funky found family, so hey, at least things aren't totally... terrible.. Unfortunately with them stuck in the digital world they can't do much to get you justice, if you let them know you were murdered. But rest assured if your killer somehow gets trapped in there with them and you recognize them, they have your back

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the-crustation-sensation · 7 months

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Even more Hobie x reader hc’s!!

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A/N Just SFW for now bc I have NO ideas for smut currently 😭

I might post some later tho <3

As always I write these for anyone to insert, so non-gendered terms are used (:

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* I am SICK AND TIRED of you guys hcing him as a dirty troll. just bc he’s a punk does not mean he doesn’t have fucking hygiene skills. Yes ofc he’s Spider-Man so he doesn’t have a lot of free time but it’s not like he goes a month without showering

* I feel like most of the time he smells like old cologne (probably something with musk, oak, or vanilla) and weed

* I’m also tired of you guys hcing him as a toxic asshole (bro LITERALLY helped miles without even knowing him, and how already homies within like the first 10 minutes of meeting)

* With that said you already know he’d be the most caring and attentive partner

* He definitely has a note on his phone of things you like, are passionate about, and mentioned wanting. It just keeps growing bc he wants to keep track of everything you love 😭

* Anytime he gives you a gift he hand makes it (or alternatively gets it from a small business) he says it feels more meaningful and personal

* I think his love languages are acts of service and physical touch

* This man is obsessed with showing you off to EVERYONEEE. He would definitely pull you onstage during one of his concerts just to be like “hey everyone this is my S/O”

* He would love walking around with his hand in your back pocket, or yours In his

* He’s a crow, 100% picks up random stuff off of the sidewalk that caught his eye and gives it to you

* kind of a huge klepto He does not hesitate shoplifting from big corporations when he sees something he knows you’d like

* Although he would never EVER steal from a small business

* Just imagine he comes home and gives you a shirt for a band you like and you see the security tag is still on 😭 and he’s like “what 🤨”

* Definitely a “hmm?” “Oh yeah?” “Is that so?” “Make me” type of guy (SCREAMING)

* He’s such a tease, and just a brat in general. Just imagine your fed up and ask him to do something and he pulls the “yes ma’am/sir” move

* He’s the type of help bust you out of a holding cell/help you run from the police (he’s your partner in crime I’ll die on this hill)

* He love starting harmless beef with people online for no reason, specifically getting into fights with kids on ROBLOX just to see them get mad

* Man has like 1029292 emails to make new accounts bc he’s gotten banned from doing this so many times 😭

* He loves playing video games with you. especially if your playing something like cod or a racing game he would aggressively wiggle your controls to mess you up and act like nothing happened

* Ok ok hear me out, he doesn’t believe in games or things having an age limit, so he would play those 2 player ROBLOX obbys with you. He also LOVES playing horror games with you, you guys always yell at eachother over who has to go in front tho

* Y’all can communicate without even speaking ISTG

* He discreetly nudges your shoulder during a meeting and side eyes someone in the room, translates to “you see this shit??” Glancing towards the door then at you “let’s ditch this” peeking over someone’s shoulder and making eye contact with you while he’s talking to someone “HELP ME.” Or alternatively “is this bitch FR??”

* He has the mouth of a sailor, has taught mayday multiple cus words and acts like nothing happened

* He LOVES kids, absolutely loves them, he would be such an amazing parent

THIS IS HIM PROVE ME WRONG

* This might be an unpopular opinion but I don’t think he would give a shit what race/gender you are, he loves you for YOU and doesn’t care what color you are or what’s in-between your legs (in short he’s bisexual and doesn’t give a shit about whatever you are, he’s here for your personality)

* I think his favorite flavor of juice would be cranberry, but like the rlly tart cranberry juice

* Height thing’s but not because your short, just bc he’s freakishly tall

* As a fandom we’ve already established he does the thing where your cooking, or minding your own business, and he hugs you from behind and puts his chin on your head/shoulder

* I don’t think he has a “type” per say, but I feel like he’d prefer people who are also in any sort of alternative culture (punk, goth, emo, alt, and I dare say earthy/fairy TO AN EXTENT counts for that)

* I am biased because you can’t tell me this man wouldn’t fuck with a goth bitch, or just another punk (his WEAKNESS is punk girls)

* He loves doing makeup for you, especially eyeliner because that gives him and excuse to get you to sit in his lap

* If you don’t already play guitar, he would defiantly teach you by sitting behind you with his head on your shoulder to show you the right cords

* And he’s definitely gonna be praising tf outta you “good job” “yeah, you got it love” “mhm just like that”

* He also loves doing your hair/helping you do/cut your hair, no matter what texture it is

* I feel like before he settled in punk he went through an emo phase in middle school, and HATES his pictures from that era, like he would tackle someone to get it away if they found any trace of it

* He probably had some fuck ass fake piercings because his parents wouldn’t let him get real ones, and crusty eyeliner in his 7Th grade school photo

* I think his first face piercing was a nose piercing he got done in the school bathrooms in 10th grade by some girl with a safety pin

* It 100% got hella infected and he got so grounded for that

* He puts you first in almost every situation, like it he’s in the middle of a mission with another spider, and you text him, it will be like that scene with miles fighting the spot because he will text you back no matter WHAT

* I’m not sure about this one but I think his world is set in the early 70s (when punk fashion started getting more popular) so when he first came to HQ and saw all of this new text he was amazed and confused as hell

* It took him like a week to figure out most of that shit at HQ

* Most people don’t know he lives on a house houseboat, but I absolutely love that.

* Shit constantly falls off of his shelves from the waves but he couldn’t give 2 fucks about it

* he hates being called “Hobart” if you call him that he’ll either not respond, or know that your PISSED and shits about to go down

* he’s definitely pansexual or bisexual, like I said he loves pussy and dick equally, I feel like also hes either a transman, or AMAB and gender-fluid. Either way there’s no way he’s a cis man, he ATLEAST is he/they

* if he is a transman he would get top surgery but I don’t think he would get bottom surgery, he loves his man-pussy and he thinks if your too brainwashed by society’s gender norms then fuck you

* I think he would also get vines or mushrooms, or like barbed wire tattooed near his top scars

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Alright that’s everything I have for today! If you have any ideas please don’t hesitate to comment or to hit up my asks! I have a few asks I’m currently working on but I also have a bigger original story I’m writing so I’ve kinda been in writers block

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