Hello! Could I get a matchup please? I’m an INFP and pansexual, and though I’m socially awkward at first I try to be friendly to everyone! I’m smiley and talkative once I know someone, and I love taking care of my friends! I have a bit of a creative flair and love to make things for my friends (baking, making cards, or anything I can do for them, I’ll try my best!) I can be really stubborn and defensive, and though I’m paranoid about a lot I often bottle it up which can make me irritable (1/2)

(2/2) I truly value family, friends and resilience; I also admire hard work and ambition in people. I’m averse to violence, (why am I so into jojo?? It’s a mystery to me jdvdjs) but I also respect that everyone has their own views and values, and though I may disagree with some I don’t want to force my views onto someone else. I love baking and swimming, and animals! Sorry this was so long, enjoy your day!

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Hello, my dear! No problem at all! Thank you so much! Judging by your PFP of the best orange boy I’m going to assume that you would like a matchup from JJBA! And with that in mind, I would match you with the true gentleman himself, Jonathan Joestar! 

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As INFP’s are typically mediators and optimists, I feel like your personalities would mesh well together. It’s very easy to say that people with caring auras are classically matched with people who have quite a lot of edge, that type of relationship can in reality be rather draining. In my opinion a balance is necessary. So I believe that Jonathan could reciprocate the strength and caring that you give to others so kindly! Jonathan would greatly admire your ability to find the good in anything and anyone, cultivating a compulsive need to protect you and preserver your honorable ideals. Even if you find yourself a bit awkward, Jonathan is a sweet and hapless man who doesn’t notice or think that of you at all! And once you’re comfortable and smiling, he’s even more pleased, and asks you to dance many times. He is the type to search for a partner that he can be with for the long term, preferably forever in marriage, and your caring nature and expertise in crafts and culinary create a type that he finds perfect. Slightly clumsy Jonathan will be praising each concoction you make and will always ask for seconds when you bake, with a genuinely happy smile that melts your heart. Your devotion to caring for him and your friends and family makes his honorable heart swell with admiration and pride. 

As far as any stubbornness is concerned, Jonathan is a large, muscular marshmallow, and he can take some irritation from you without being phased in the slightest. Even if you’re hesitant to open up, he will wrap his big arms around you in the warmest embrace you will ever experience, and you can’t help but crack. It’s quite alright that you’re avoidant of violence. Jonathan prefers this, actually; he would much rather you stay out of danger. He doesn’t adore violence that much either, but if it is necessary to keep those he loves safe, we all know he wouldn’t hesitate to bring those intimidating fists of his! Of course, he finds your love of animals to be wonderful. The two of you will most certainly end up with a few dogs in your household. Jonathan looks at you fondly while you pet the head of a pup in your lap, and he fantasizes about your future wedding and family together. So romantic.

I LOVED YOUR SHOJI HC'S AND YOU NEED SOME MORE BNHA CONTENT SO what would a s/o do to get Iida flustered??

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Thank you very much! I love Mezo Shoji a whole lot, and I’m so glad you liked it!

But I also like zoomy boy! So here you go:

-It’s no secret that Iida Tenya is a bit of a straight-laced boy scout, with a few exceptions of course!

-So it goes without saying that he can be rather dense when it comes to getting intimate hints.

-But when you manage to fluster your boyfriend, it is rewarding as hell to see the lightbulb pop on in his head and his face turn tomato red.

-Since you really can’t be too subtle with this hapless young man, it is quite effective to make your point by sitting right on his lap and slowly taking the glasses off of his nose. 

-You’ll practically see the steam coming out of his ears. He’ll stiffen his arms until you assure him that it is okay for him to touch you, which he certainly does, albeit a little shaky at first. He is the epitome of a perfect gentleman when it comes to you.

-The simplest commands and permissions from you are enough to get his heart racing: “I want you to look.” “Will you please touch me here?” “Help me take this off, Iida-kun…” 

-You find this so sweet and endearing, as well as empowering at times at how easy it is to make Iida an overstimulated mess. 

-Be direct. Put his hands where you want them. Kiss his neck. Tell him how much you want him. He will greatly appreciate it, and you certainly won’t regret it.

-Just be sure to do it in private! Iida isn’t very talented at hiding certain things. You could be among friends and he might squeeze your hand, push up his glasses, and abruptly say (a little too loudly), “WE MUST GO. THERE IS…IMPORTANT HERO WORK WE MUST ATTEND TO.” The poor thing is quite easily scandalized. 

-As mentioned earlier, small things you do with purpose will make Iida’s breath a little unsteady, in a good way of course. He’s always been concerned with being an honorable hero, leader, and moral pillar that such arousing situations are somewhat foreign to him. He’s never allowed himself the pleasure. He needs validation that he is doing right by you.

-So, intimate gestures like you stroking his hair or him feeling the tickle of your breath on his skin while you straighten his tie make him tense up with a need that he can’t help but feel a little guilty about.

-Smile at him, kiss his nose, take off the damn tie, and push him down. He’ll be a happy learner!

Could you please credit artists when you use their art?

Hi there! As it says on my home page, I put the artist’s tumblr or pixiv name in the tags of each submission I answer! I usually put the credit as the first tag! If this is unacceptable to many of you, do let me know and I can put the names at the end/beginning of the writings as well as the tags! Thank you!

Yooooo I uh, hope you're good at writing for him but I love Oku and would love your take on some sfw/nsfw hcs for him being with a chubby s/o who's surprised someone like him could ever like someone who looks like they do, and also who loves his scars and kisses them a lot when they cuddle? (sorryyyyyy)

Baby boy!!

SFW

-It is my belief that Oku would prefer and enjoy a s/o with a fuller figure! Unconsciously he associates the fluff with comfy, warm feelings that he never really had the joy of experiencing in his early youth.

-To that same degree, although incredibly bashful about it, he finds a heavier figure quite sexy. There’s a high chance of you catching him staring a little too long at you while you’re moving around. Even if you’re doing the most mundane task, Oku will start to fidget; his hands feel itchy with the urge to touch you and feel the soft flesh that’s hiding underneath your clothing.

-If you catch him admiring, he’ll be pretty mortified, stuttering out apology after apology with tomato-red cheeks. 

-”I-I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean ta be so weird! Yer more than somethin’ pretty too look at!”

-Upon your blushing confusion at Oku’s admiration and love for you, you will be greeted with his utterly dumbfounded expression. All this time he thought you were too good for HIM! He closes his fists tightly together as he feels a slight pain in his chest. 

-”Babe, please don’t say stuff like that. Yer perfect to me! I feel like the luckiest guy in the whole world! If anyone says different, I’ll kick their ass!”

-And with that declaration, he’s going to scoop you up and spin you around, albeit a little clumsily,

-But you don’t mind! It’s so damn endearing that you nearly start tearing up. Oku will never, ever hesitate to remind you just how beautiful and wonderful you are. Hell, he’ll shout it from the highest rooftop if he thought it would make you happy! Though, to be fair, he might just do it regardless. 

-Oku is most certainly a cuddle bug. He’ll snuggle in any position you like! He enjoys wrapping himself around you and feeling like your protector. Though he does also like resting his head on your chest, tummy, or thighs. Either way, he’s utterly content!

-Having someone love him completely and fully, kissing the scars on his face and holding him close leaves Oku absolutely touched. There will be tears, no doubt about it, so brace yourself. He’s never experienced something quite like this before! He’s a simple type of guy, and he’s so smitten with you that any small, sweet thing that you do or say for him moves him beyond words! “Aw, hell, babe! You’re so good ta me! I hope I can be just as good ta you too!” Of course he is.

NSFW

-Whenever the two of you make love, Oku’s nearly slack-jawed at the sight of your naked body in front of him, especially the first few times. No matter how many times, he always asks permission before touching you intimately.

-He easily flusters you with the devoted attention he pays towards each and every part of your body, especially parts that you aren’t too fond of. You best believe that extra kisses are going to be put there.

-Oku tends to get a little emotional the first few times you have sex; he’s just so happy and feels so connected to you! And he’s very careful. He’s more known for fighting than for lovemaking, so he is rather nervous and exceedingly gentle with you. 

-Once he’s less shaky and realizes that you didn’t simply stroll out of one of his dream, he becomes a lot more handsy, squeezy, and a lot less concerned that he’s going to break you, something your fuller figure can happily fulfill for him.

-Oku prefers positions where the two of you are close together, preferably able to look into each other’s eyes, as cheesy as it sounds. He’s rather romantic and cheesy, and desires as much skin-to-skin contact as possible.

-He babbles a bit, showering you in praises between heated kisses, remarking how good you look so bare and open to him, how lovely you are, and how great you feel.

-Sometimes Oku will hide his face in the crook of your neck in case he’s making an embarrassing expression. Aw.

Could you maybe write something where the reader is Avdol's wife, and she's just discovered she's pregnant and is very nervous about telling him?

Avdol fic beneath the cut! Please enjoy! ^^

You stand in front of your bedroom’s mirror, studying yourself carefully. Your hand glides up and down your tummy as you try to steady your breath. You squint, attempting to picture your belly much more swollen than it currently is. You know you won’t have to try imagining for long. After a multitude of different over-the-counter tests had shown: you’re pregnant. After Avdol’s long journey back to Egypt , he had returned to you. You had been sobbing, wrapping your arms around him tightly, and taking in his intense warmth as he kissed you with fiery lips. The two of you made up for lost time, making love over and over until you were satiated and exhausted, laying on top of Avdol’s chest, tracing his new scars he had with your fingers as he brushed your hair out of your face. 

Although this was definitely a fond memory of yours, you realize you weren’t exactly contraceptive-conscious in the throws of passion. Avdol had left to collect groceries at the market while you stayed home, complaining of fatigue from a sleepless night. Well, now you know why you couldn’t sleep…So he had left you to rest and collect your thoughts. Although the thought of having a child with Avdol makes you giddy, you can’t help but feel a nervous tightness in your chest. 

You’re frightened to tell him. Avdol often mentions how happy he is sharing a life with you. But what about another? You have faith that Avdol is a good enough man that he wouldn’t run screaming to the hills. But would your relationship change for the worse? That scared you. No matter how many ways you told him in your head, none of them sounded good…

You hear the sound of the front door opening quietly. You walk out of the bedroom to assist Avdol in putting away the groceries. Your husband greets you with a warm smile, two large paper bags in his arm. You can’t help but return the smile tenfold; that loving look he gives you radiates warmth and safety, despite the nerves you feel. 

“And how is my love? Is something troubling you?” Avdol asks, smile still on his face. You freeze from unloading one of the paper bags. Damn. You shake your head, gripping a small bag of apples, trying to make your face remain neutral. You simply make a noise of protest and continue to unload and put away groceries, knowing that you won’t be able to  keep this act up for long, especially with Avdol’s eyes continuing to watch you with curiosity. The last item you take out of the grocery bag is a bunch of grapes. You pause, fingering the smooth buds nervously. 

“You know,” you start, hands shaking a little, “you have to chop up grapes for children younger than six months old, or else they can choke.” Avdol nods slowly, look of puzzlement on his face. 

“I do suppose that makes sense,” he replies. But upon noticing the unsteady nature of your hands, he quickly steps towards you. He takes both of your hands into his, causing the grapes to fall, as he struggles to look into your eyes. “What’s the matter? You’re shaking. Please, look at me, darling,” Avdol pleads quietly, the warmth of his hands wrapped around your own easing the trembling. 

You gulp down the lump in your throat. It’s no use; you have to tell him. What was the alternative? Having him find out when your tummy was the size of a watermelon? Though he would honestly probably figure it out way before then.

“It…” you begin, feeling shaky in your voice again, “It appears that…we might need to learn how to chop grapes soon.”

After a pause and an absolutely unreadable expression from your beloved, you see the light of knowledge flush across his eyes. Your heart drops as his hands slowly lower from your own. Oh no…Images of Avdol’s back turned to you flash in your head at 100 miles per second, and you can’t help but feel dread. You bite your lip to keep tears from spilling out as Avdol indeed begins to turn away.

“Av-Avdol, I’m…” you stutter, the dam breaking; you’re crying and reaching out to him. Much to your surprise, Avdol swiftly shifts back to you, tears streaming down his own scarred cheeks, causing you to gasp audibly. 

“My love…My…” Avdol whispers; he appears to be so utterly moved that his voice is so low. “My most beautiful, precious, lotus flower…you have made me the happiest man in all of Egypt.”

hi! do you still do match-ups (jjba especially)?

I do! And I’m so sorry it takes me a long time to post the answers! That is because I think very, very hard about them! ;w; 

Can you do HCs for how Yuugi and Atem would resolve having feelings for the same girl (pre-the last duel)? I imagine since they share a "headspace" that without being told explicitly they can sort of feel what the other is feeling and awkwardness would ensue.

What an interesting idea! This brings up a lot of questions about the limitations and implications of Atem’s possession. Though technically Atem’s spirit resides in the puzzle…My brain hurts.

-Yugi has confided in Atem regarding his feelings for his crush awhile ago, and Atem takes joy in hearing all about this mystery person. At first, he simply enjoys watching his “aibou’s” (“partner’s”) eyes light up and feel his heart beat faster with excitement. -Soon enough he gets to see and interact with this person with more regularity, and initially careful observation becomes something…a little more.-Atem notices and confirms all of the positive characteristics that Yugi had mentioned, but he has started noticing things that he particularly likes as well.-At first he thinks nothing of it. He supports his partner very much! But while he can remain dormant to a certain extent, he can always tell when the crush is near; Yugi’s heartbeat and elevated body temperature gives it away. It’s almost like a soft and subtle alarm clock. And like clockwork, Atem can’t help but peek through Yugi’s innocent eyes.-He feels a fondness towards this person that is wholly different than his fondness towards his other friends. -After noticing that his thoughts have become a bit overly preoccupied with this crush, Atem starts to question whether or not his feelings are his or he has taken on Yugi’s lovesick emotions. Perhaps Yugi has influenced him? -As much as he doesn’t want to, he must dismiss that. The way he thinks about them is the same, yet different.-This puts Atem in a very peculiar crisis, and he makes a little promise to himself that he will leave this alone; he won’t tell Yugi. He knows that Yugi will immediately concede for the sake of Atem’s happiness, a trait that Atem complains about sometimes. He doesn’t want to be another person taking advantage of his little Yugi. Atem would much rather suffer in silence, which he does for a spell.-But one day, their crush gets hurt, and Atem accidentally overwhelms Yugi and takes over bodily control due to his concern. -Yugi may be naive at times, but he isn’t stupid. As soon as their crush is safe and out of harm’s way, he’s going to question his partner’s previous passionate behavior.-It is actually quite difficult for Atem to hide things from Yugi, so the jig is up pretty fast. -Yugi’s not upset so much as fearful in that moment. He has memories of Anzu favoring the taller, stronger Atem in the past.-Atem understands this, and assures Yugi that he won’t try to overshadow him. He does his best not to devalue him.-Yugi is at a loss for words. He wants everyone to be happy, but…this is going to be torture for him.-He actually spends a few days not wearing the Millenium puzzle. He knows there’s really only one way to move on from this: they were both going to have to confess to their crush.-At one point he considered dueling for the crush. But Yugi’s not sure if he could even come close to beating Atem, and he doesn’t want to risk it. And, of course, their crush is their own person, not a prize.-Yugi had been flirting with the idea of confessing for awhile, but with this new revelation, he feels more pressure and dread than ever. -Although he tells Atem up and down that he is not upset with him, Atem knows better. He feels a new tenseness when they speak to each other. -At first, Atem is against Yugi’s idea of a dual confession. He wants to simply remain out of it. How much can they do when he and Yugi share a body? The potential for awkwardness and jealousy is outstanding. But Yugi tells him he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life wondering. That does it.-So there they are, standing in front of their crush, nearly blindsiding them as each boy flashes back and forth in the singular body.-Yugi stands there, voice a little shaky, cheeks flushed, and eyes shiny. His sincerity is positively heart-melting.-Atem approaches with caution, body slightly tense. His eyes are dark and focused on his crush. He confesses his feelings with a confident voice, easily masking the nerves that he undoubtedly has.-How in the world will their crush decide?

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Scenario where s/o (though not yet) finally manages to get chapstick/lotion on Shigaraki because he needs it damn

LMAO ye he do. 

MY GOD this was a long one…I just love dat slow burn. Also I love Kurogiri…So this is a bit lengthy, and I have a sneaking suspicion that I will be asked to continue this story (which I totally wouldn’t mind doing, js)…But anyway. Here’s some much needed Tomura Shigaraki content. (It’s under the cut since it’s lawng.)

You’re sat on a bar stool in the League’s charming little dark base of operations. You and Kurogiri were the only ones holding down the fort while the other members were out doing assorted shenanigans. You finger through a magazine while Kurogiri carefully polishes a wine glass. You lift the magazine up towards him and point at the page. 

“I think this patterned vest would suit you nicely,” you remark.

Kurogiri pauses his polishing for a moment to look at the picture. He has no discernible face to speak of, but you’ve learned his expressions through the subtle movements of his glowing eyes. Whenever he was happy or smiling, they would do a particular type of squint. You look at him: yep, he’s smiling. 

“You think so? I’m inclined to agree with you. It does appear to be a lovely piece of clothing.”

You return his smile and continue thoughtfully flipping through more pages. Your role in the League was primarily a caretaker role. Your quirk had a decent healing factor to it, which made you a valuable and well-liked member of the team. Luckily no one had gotten seriously injured in a little while. Treating larger wounds tended to take a lot of energy out of you, which some of the members took for granted at times. 

You jump in surprise upon hearing someone kick open the door. Speak of the devil, in walks a very cranky-looking Shigaraki. He skips a greeting and walks over to a bar stool to sit. You notice a slight limp in his gait, and the knuckles on one of his hands are scraped and bloodied. He kept a majority of himself covered most of the time, so you surmise that there was probably more damage that’s being hidden.

“Shigaraki, it looks as though you’ve gotten into a scrap,” Kurogiri notes, taking down another wine glass from the shelf.

“The important thing is that I won it,” he replies. He then swivels on the stool towards you. He lifts his battered hand and says, “Help me with this.”

You blink a couple of times before nodding and hopping off of your stool. You close your magazine and set it on the counter before walking in the direction of your little room, Shigaraki following close behind you. The room you stay in is much like the others; it’s small but functional. Your room in particular has many shelves, not just with medical supplies, but unique little things of your own: a few beauty products, some artwork, and books. 

Shigaraki sits cross-legged on the floor while you grab some supplies. Alcohol, gauze, baby wipes, antibacterial ointment…that should probably do it. You sit down in front of him with the goods in your lap, and hold out your hand. With a bit of hesitation, he places his wounded hand flat onto yours, making sure to have his ring and pinky fingers slightly off to the side so as not to hurt you.

The touch is feather-light; you look carefully at his long, spidery fingers and their roughed-up knuckles. 

“Make a fist, then flex your fingers,” you instruct. 

Shigaraki silently obeys; if he winced at all, you couldn’t tell. Damn face hand. You observe the movement and nod. “Nothing wrong with the bones. That’s good. I’ll clean this up, give you a touch-up, and this should be good by tomorrow afternoon.”

“Ah…alright,” he replies. Man of few words when he wasn’t going on a rant, huh? Part of you wanted to tease him and say that out loud but he could too easily hurt you in this proximity. But he seemed to…like you perhaps? Maybe another time. You begin the process of cleaning the skin, and you hear him hiss a bit when the first touch of alcohol hits the scrapes. 

“Just bare with it for a moment,” you say softly as you concentrate. “See? Now here’s the good part,” you say as you run your finger up and down his knuckle, feeling the warmth as you activate your quirk. You see Shigaraki’s shoulders relax and hear him sigh.

“Feels…good…”

You blush at that. You really hope he didn’t see that. It makes you realize the intimacy of what’s currently transpiring. 

“I’m…glad!” you reply a little clumsily after a pause that was a little too long. As you finish and wrap his hand up with the gauze, you admit privately to yourself that you enjoy playing with Shigaraki’s slender little fingers.

“Why are you smiling?”

His question makes you jump a little. You look up to reply but stop when you notice a little blood sneaking out from under the big hand on his face and trailing down his chin.

“Hey, Shiga, your…” You reach out towards his face, but he jerks back immediately. You pout, appearing irritated, but actually you’re a little hurt. “Come on, do you want me to help you or not? Please let me see.”

After a brief moment, Shigaraki uses his good hand to slowly remove the large one on his face and place it by his side. Well, it’s obvious now where the blood is coming from: a busted lip. His lips were always quit dry and cracked already, but now the cracks were reddened with blood. You wince. That has to hurt. His tired eyes look away from you as you assess him some more. You usually only see Shigaraki trying to appear frightening, but without all of the show you just see this beaten, bruised, and guarded young man in some need of TLC.

His face underneath wasn’t bad; in fact, you had grown quite fond of it from the precious few times that you saw it. You wet some more gauze with the alcohol and carefully begin cleaning his lips and chin. You feel him tense up from the stinging pain, and your brows furrow with guilt. 

Shigaraki’s hand creeps up towards his throat, fingers hovering to scratch. You click your tongue and gingerly push his arm away. “Don’t worry. You’re fine. I’m on your side,” you say, mentally preparing for potential backlash. There is none. He just looks at you curiously and slowly lowers his arm back down, apparently comforted. 

He avoided looking at you before, but now it felt like he was staring at you as you continue cleaning him up. You have to get a lot closer to him for this particular task, and you can’t help but feel your skin heat up with the close proximity. You swallow back your embarrassment for now, because it was going to get worse.

Your quirk was activated with areas on your body with a high concentration of nerve endings, which is why you used your fingertips. It’d look pretty silly if you used something else like your lips…

Shit. You’re blushing. Dammit. You see some slight movement in Shigaraki’s lips. Did he just smile at you…? For the love of god, stop embarrassing yourself and move on.

“Okay, next…” you say out loud as your fingers cautiously hover over his waiting mouth. You breathe and start to touch them, carefully allowing your fingertips o gently run over the delicate skin of his abused lips. Again you feel the warmth of your quirk’s activation, and Shigaraki shudders, lips parting slightly. You bite your lip, struggling to concentrate. This is…VERY intimate. From an outside perspective, this DID appear so, right? 

You start getting annoyed at yourself, getting distracted by your own sexual tension. Why the hell is Shigaraki so difficult to read? 

When you’re just about finished healing up his lips, you get a potentially foolish idea. 

“Shigaraki…” you start. He just looks at you in response. Damn this guy. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but…I have certain…products at my disposal here that could probably help you with your skin.” 

You immediately regret the way you said that as he looks away from you bitterly. He looks like he might get up and leave. You try to save the situation by continuing,” There’s nothing about your face that’s unappealing, I just want to reduce the amount of pain you experience in the future. I know that lip wound hurts like hell, and it hurts more because of your skin’s…texture.” That seems to convince him. He straightens him up a bit and looks you up and down. 

“Alright. Go ahead and do as you please.”

This honestly shocks you a little. The shock turns to excitement as you hurry and grab what you need, including some extra strength lip balm, eye cream, serum, and facial moisturizer. Shigaraki squints suspiciously at all the items in your hands. “All of that is necessary?”

“You won’t regret it, I promise!” you say with a laugh, “I’ll be gentle.”

“I know,” he quickly replies, immediately looking away from you as if he regretted saying that. 

“Close your eyes,” you instruct, a glob of eye cream on your fingers. Shigaraki looks at you as if utterly offended by the idea. “Just for a minute,” you assure with a grin. He grinds his teeth and does so, brows furrowed. You lightly pat the cream around the delicate skin under and around his eyes. “Alright, open.” He gives you a bored, yet amused look as he does.

Serum was next. You squirted some into your hands and spread the silky liquid on his cheeks. You push his bangs aside to fully cover his face with it. His hair is actually rather fluffy, and you don’t realize you’re smiling. 

“What is it?” Shigaraki asks, starling you again. You really have to stop being such an airhead. He’s looking at you, and the two of you are so close. Your hand is resting on his cheek, cradling it almost lovingly. Almost? No, pretty much definitely. 

Shigaraki is starting to look flustered as his eyes widen a bit. “I think you…need to get a little closer…to finish…” he says slowly, eyes locked on you with a slightly more darker tone to them. You gulp. Time to be brave.

You stand up for a moment, step closer, then lower yourself onto his lap, effectively straddling him on your knees. Shigaraki’s breath is a little heavier now, and he’s looking at you more intensely than ever, waiting to see what you’ll do next. You bite your lip and try not to gasp as you feel an unmistakable hardness growing underneath you. He reaches out his hand and touches a bunch of strands of your hair, letting them slowly slip over his palm. 

“Hm, you…smell good.”

“Don’t distract me,” you chide painfully, “I’m not done yet.”

Shigaraki glances to the side and sees the small container of lip balm. He takes it, opens it, and dips his index and middle finger in it. He then brings them up to your lips and runs the lip balm over the soft skin, then looks back up at you.

“Well? Apply the lip balm on me.”

You blush, but don’t waste much time. You kiss him before he pulls your hair and brings your lips to him himself. His lips feel better already.

Did anyone do inktober last month? If you did pictures of characters from this blog’s fandoms, I would love to see them! Here are two of mine. ^^

Hiya! I was wondering if I could please have some sfw/nsfw headcanons for Kars and a smaller than him s/o? c:

SFW:

-It’s pretty easy to be smaller than Kars, but he enjoys how even littler you are compared to the norm. The visual difference makes him feel powerful. Well…MORE powerful.

-The fact that you are a s/o and not just a simple devotee or plaything implies Kars’ great respect for you which your size actually enhances for him. Someone so captivating in one little package.

-Though Kars will retain a small sense of smugness in the fact that no matter how much of a force you are, he’ll always be above you in just about every sense.

-He likes to pick beautiful things for you to wear: fine silks and sparkling, priceless jewels. He’ll tease you and remark that you’re like a doll he can decorate. He feels pride when you’re sat beautiful at his side, only fitting for a god such as himself.

-Kars considers human love to be rather frivolous, but he does have a deep fondness for you and takes a sort of pleasure in making you happy in ways that he knows only he can.

-He is possessive. If anyone implies that what is his is not, they’ll easily be killed for the disrespect. No human is worth the effort for him to prove anything (except perhaps you), so death to the nonbeliever. Moving on.

-Kars is unafraid to let you know how lovely you are. He considers lesser beings the ones who hold back such truths to their lovers in fear. He knows you will not leave him. Your loyalty is one of the things that he likes about you, besides the fact that it would be quite stupid of you to leave. And he knows you aren’t stupid. You wouldn’t have kept his interest if you were.

NSFW

-You’re expected to be naked and warmed in Kars’ large canopied bed when he pleases, not that you mind too terribly much. He considers this regular indulgence to be absolutely and unequivocally his, perfect for a higher being like himself.

-As mentioned earlier, Kars takes pleasure in “decorating” you. There will be times when he will have you draped in nothing but precious jewels and exotic perfumes. There is no room for modesty when living with Kars. He likes the vision of you bared and sparkling, hair wild and freed; he can easily smell your arousal as his eyes slowly and carefully go up and down your body.

-There is definitely a build-up to having sex with Kars. He’s never in a rush, unless he’s angry, so he spends an agonizing amount of time teasing you before you receive him fully.

-He enjoys observing every reaction your body gives to his touches. He’s fascinated by the responses he gets as you sigh, as your skin flushes, as your legs shake, as your cheeks turn that lovely shade of pink…he’s rather enraptured. 

-He also wonders how much he can stimulate your poor little body until you beg or break. Whatever happens first.

-When Kars mercifully puts you out of your bittersweet misery, it’s always worth the wait. Kars considers sex to be something savored; he’ll snarl at anyone who interrupts him. He’s going to take as much time as he damn well pleases. Be prepared for multiple rounds.

-He’ll purr at his little pet, and you’ll be praised for your stamina with him and how lovely you look filled to the brim with him. “How pretty…you’re wrapped around me so perfectly.”

-Without a doubt, each time you’ve completed a session of lovemaking, you’re left a sore and breathless mess. Some of the precious stones from your body jewelry are scattered on the floor.

-Kars’ large cock sliding deliciously in and out of you, his fingers in your mouth, his tongue trailing down your neck, and his immense power crawling over your skin…the experience is otherworldly.

-How could you ever go back to normal life after that?

Can i have a headcanon of the SDC members meeting their child from the future especially their stand being a combination of his and their s/o's?

@simplydlightfuldestiny What an interesting idea! o.o I’m sorry to keep you waiting so long! I hope you enjoy these!

Kakyoin

-Being as perceptive as he is, it doesn’t take him long to put two and two together.

-The realization that he and s/o, whom he loves dearly, will have their own little family with such a beautiful child, well…he feels a warmth inside that he’s never felt before.

-He’ll kneel down in front of his child, small smile on his face, and shake their little hand, maybe bring out Hierophant Green to say hello. Kayoin’s smile widens as the child’s eyes light up in recognition of him, waving back and bringing out their own stand again to interact.

-While the stands play around with each other, Kakyoin sees s/o in the distance and looks at them with a new fondness in his eyes and a comforting feeling in his core.

Polnareff

-It takes him the longest time out of the group to make the connection between him, his s/o, and the child in front of him. 

-But once he figures it out, he almost faints.

-He scoops the child up, and to their delight, gives them a piggy back ride with the rest of the group looking on, Jotaro in particular rolling his eyes. 

-As the little child hugs Polnareff around the neck happily, he resists the urge to burst into tears.

-He considers the day’s events to be the perfect sign to finally propose to his s/o; his heart is absolutely swelling!

Jotaro

-It takes him a few minutes to figure this child out as well. The child has inherited his brooking look. The two of them look at each other intensely for a few moments, and Jotaro slowly brings Star Platinum out, his expression just as puzzled at his user’s.

-Without missing a beat, the child brings out their stand to face him as well.

-Upon inspection, Jotaro begins to notice the similarities, but it looks a lot more like someone else’s stand…

-Oh.

-The lightbulb turns on. Jotaro suddenly feels a little awkward. Privately? He feels a bit excited. But he’d never show it.

-Polnareff calls him from a distance: “Oi! Jotaro! What’s the matter over there?”

-”SHUT IT-” he immediately snarls back in response, causing the exasperated Frenchman to throw his hands up in the air and walk away.

-Jotaro couldn’t care less. He’s too busy processing all of the implications this child in front of him has given him. He’s going to have a family with s/o…he’s going to sleep with s/o…Jotaro hides behind his hat and blushes, swallowing hard.

-”Dad…you’re being embarrassing…”

-Jotaro smiles and mutters “Brat” under his breath, ruffling the child’s hair a bit too roughly, noticing more and more of his s/o’s features on them.

Oldseph

-It doesn’t take him quite as long as Polnareff to figure out the origin of this child, but everyone else in the group seems to realize it before he does.

-When he finds out, he’s ecstatic! He pretends he knew it all along. Everyone rolls their eyes. Of course he and s/o are destined for this! He praises the child and plays around with them, challenging them to an arm wrestling match, playing hide and seek, and of course showing them off to absolutely EVERYONE.

-He places his hat on their head and brings them to the most important person of all: a very flustered s/o.

-Joseph beams with pride and remarks, “Look at our wonderful child! Our strength and both of our good looks in a tiny package!”

Avdol

-His reaction is very similar to Kakyoin’s.

-The child has the sparkling eyes of his s/o, and Avdol immediately feels and intense fondness towards them. His heart feels full and happy with this potential future. He had always surmised that his s/o would make such a wonderful parent. Now Avdol realizes that he’ll actually get to see it.

-Avdol sits down with the child and asks them questions while delighting them with little magic tricks.

-He asks them to show him their stand again, and he carefully observes it and how it works, marveling at how perfectly his and his s/o’s stand abilities have come together.

-Avdol is pleasantly surprised when this precocious little child performs some magic tricks of their own, and even brings out a little deck of cards used for fortune-telling.

-Avdol studies them and laughs joyfully. They’re HIS cards!

I had no idea there’s was so much thirst for the Brooklyn Rager. O_O

Nsfw headcanons for Joey wheeler with a short female s/o? Or regular s/o. Whatever works best (• ε •)

I used the first part of the ABC prompt for this one to make things a little easier! Hope that’s okay! ^^

-Aftercare: Joey’s a little cuddle monster after sex. He doesn’t give a fuck how sweaty or gross you feel. Just accept your fate. Even though you’re snuggled up, he still might end up groping you just a little bit. Relentless.

-Body part: Joey’s favorite body parts on his s/o are breasts and lips. He’s an enthusiastic lover, and he ADORES his s/o. Heavy makeout sessions and lots of heavy petting.

-Cum: Not too picky about where he cums, but he has to admit that there’s something really hot about seeing it drip out of your mouth and run down your bare chest.

-Dirty secret: Has totally masturbated with s/o’s panties against his face. But he’ll totally deny it if questioned. (The bright redness of his face totally gives it away though. He’s terrible at keeping secrets.)

-Experience: Not very experienced aside from reading his father’s dirty magazines. He’s clumsy at first, but he’s a fast learner. Bless.

-Favorite position: Really likes being ridden. Seeing you on top of him makes his eyes nearly pop out of his head. This position also allows his hands best access to every touchable inch of your body, constantly sliding up and down your skin, squeezing and pinching. He bites his lip so hard it nearly bleeds as he struggles not to cum too soon.

-Goofy: Joey is absolutely a goofball. Once the pressure of his first time with s/o is off, lovemaking is a mutually fun and pleasurable experience. He’ll surprise them with a slap on the ass or a sudden gentle bite on the nose. He’ll be the first to laugh if something silly happens, and he’s not opposed to corny lines like “Saddle up” or “Wanna see my deck?” with a sly look on his face and a rose between his teeth,

-Hair: Fairly well-groomed. Not immaculate, but he does his best to keep clean like anybody else! The carpet absolutely matches the drapes: dark blonde. Pretty much just leaves it alone as far as trimming, except one time he completely shaved after reading on the internet that it would make his dick look bigger.

-Intimacy: Joey loves being romantic with s/o and connecting in the moment! He’ll whisper little declarations of love into their ear or kiss their fingers. He may or may not have teared up the first time he had sex with them. Shut up, he just had something in his eyes…

-Jack-off: He’s a horny boy with a lot of energy. He jerks off quite a bit,

-Kink: Classic roleplay. Would die to see s/o dressed as a sexy maid, teacher, or flight attendant.

-Location: He will do it ANYWHERE s/o wants. He’s not picky. He’s just excited he gets to have sex with them.

-Motivation: Joey gets hot and bothered for low-cut shirts and painted lips. He catches himself staring at the expanse of chest exposed to him, itching to know what it would be like too run his tongue along it. Shit, he has to leave for a minute..

Could a humble dog ask for a hc of ami from sailor moon? Either someone asking her out or vice Versa?

I’m so sorry, sweetie, but I only take requests from the series that are listed on my front page!

NSFW headcanons for Phinks and Uvo with a short fem! S/O? Not poly.

Awww yiss, more Troupe members!!

Phinks

-He really enjoys how short you are! He thinks it’s awfully amusing how much he towers over you. He likes to lift you up and have your legs wrapped around his waist while he fucks you against the wall, enjoying the fact that he doesn’t have to bend down to look into your eyes while you react to each of his thrusts.

-He occasionally makes jokes about how your height is almost perfect “blowjob height,” knowing that you’ll probably give him a little shove in response. But if it goes in the opposite direction, he’s more than willing to return the favor.

-Phinks is a pretty big fan of teasing you; lots of pinching, nipping, and stroking until you’re panting and your tongue is sticking out. But he’s not too cruel! Mostly because watching you squirm with pleasure makes him incredibly stiff.

-The best way for you to get revenge on him is to touch yourself in front of him, preferably while wearing his robe, which falls around your little form in the best way. The sight of your naked body draped in HIS robe, breasts peeking out, fingers wet between your legs…Phinks feels his throat go dry. Even though the robe is long on you, he can see your lower body fully exposed as you play with yourself.

-He’ll stare at you nearly slack-jawed for a little bit, maybe palm his crotch, but if you call out his name or look like you’re about to cum, he’s going to attack you with superhuman speed. He’ll pin your arms over your head and fuck you senseless; it won’t take the two of you long to cum after that; lots of cursing from him.

-Phinks enjoys when you cuddle into him after sex. He doesn’t like rushing around, and he likes knowing that you feel safe with him.

Uvogin (DADDY)

-As you can probably imagine, Uvo is quite the savage in the bedroom. He likes to bite and scratch, preferring someone with a fuller figure to hold onto and play with.

-He finds your height a lot of fun; he’s going to throw you over his shoulder and carry you into privacy to do what he wants with you, which he does quite often. His sex drive is rather high.

-He’s the strongest member of the Troupe, so nothing in the bedroom is off limits, and he is very good at pinning you anywhere. He’ll surprise you many times with position changes, and you might need a minute to catch your breath!

-Uvo’s definitely not opposed to receiving wounds of his own; he feels a dark sense of pride when you’ve left scratches on his back from your nails.

-Very large cock; you’ll definitely need a little time to get used to it.

-Uvo loves it when you sit on his face. He attacks your pussy with the enthusiasm of a hungry animal.

-He often utilizes overstimulation on you, especially with his teeth, until you’re sweating and shuddering.

-Lots of growling and grunting.He likes when you ride him so he can lounge back and feast his eyes on all the flesh on display. He feels his mouth itching to bite as your breasts bounce around in front of him.

Nobunaga relationship hcs? Sfw or nsfw

Ninja man! I did both SFW and NSFW because I love you.

SFW:

-Nobunaga isn’t going to beat around the bush when it comes to asking you out. He doesn’t play games, and he prefers to avoid fuss. If he likes you, he’s going to let you know.

-He prefers someone on the more low-maintenance side, and someone who will be alright with what he does in the Troupe. He also appreciates a sense of humor in a s/o, and the two of you will share a couple of dark inside jokes. He appreciates someone who can make him feel relaxed.

-Dates are usually quite simple and quiet; he doesn’t care much for a lot of noise. If the two of you aren’t spending evenings at home, you might be going out for tea or taking a walk in some type of scenic wooded area. 

-Later in your relationship you find out that not only does he practice his swordplay each morning, Nobunaga plays accoustic guitar in his free time.

-No one has ever really heard him play except you, as he usually prefers practicing in private. He doesn’t sing, however. But he’ll definitely be smiling to himself if he hears you humming or singing softly to one of the songs he’s played.

-Nobunaga is not so much into PDA, especially in front of the other Troupe members, but he’ll be happy to hold your hand while you’re walking around or even having your hand across his arm in a gentlemanly manner.

-It takes a great deal for him to get jealous, but when he does, he won’t be afraid to shoot the offender the chilliest glare they’ll ever encounter. Nobunaga has killed many times before like it was nothing, and his target will know it with that one look. 

-A lot of gifts from him usually end up being little flowers he’s found in his random travels. You’re going to find yourself with quite a collection after awhile.

NSFW:

-If Nobunaga is in the mood, he’s a man of few words. His eyes will have a hold on you with an intensity that will make you shiver. Or he’ll put his hand behind your head and press your lips to his before you can gasp in surprise. 

-He’s excellent at getting your clothes off in sneaky ways; he has very deft and clever hands. You’ll be so distracted with his lips sliding down your neck that you barely realize you’ve been stripped down to your panties. How did he do that?! You guess his martial arts skills aren’t limited to fighting.

-Loves going down on you. It’s pretty much always involved in his foreplay. He’s a big fan of thighs; be prepared for a bit of bruising there from his love bites.

-If you wear something short and skimpy, like a miniskirt, and cross your legs in front of him, you’ll notice him shift uncomfortably with a pout on his lips. The next time you have privacy he’s going to corner you and have his way.

-Nobunaga is not opposed to quickies, except when he’s on Troupe business.

-His preferred position is him sitting up with you straddling him and riding. This way he has a good grip on your thighs and ass as he pumps into you. He also enjoys this position because he can kiss you at the same time as well, getting as much of your taste as he can.

-His long hair is usually freed during the act because he likes when you tug on it a bit, and you know that it tickles your skin when he’s above you.

-He’s not very vocal in the bedroom, but you will get the occasional growl. And if you’re lucky, you’ll get a moan or a sigh if you pull on his hair and nibble on his exposed neck.