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restinslices · 4 months

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Ahhhh after some thought I’ll choose the earthrealm men with a lovey dovey s/o 👉🏻👈🏻

back to requests a mere 6 days after saying I was gonna take a break. Was that post a little unnecessary? Yes, but I didn’t want anyone to get mad at me for not posting everyday and not getting to requests immediately. ANYWAY, back like the flu.

Johnny Cage

Johnny “Loves Attention” Cage is having the best time

Do y'all remember how much of a cornball this man was in the game? He has no shame

So a significant other who also has no shame? He's getting on one knee as soon as possible

He tries to out cornball you

He loves it all. The stupid nicknames, the cuddling, the gifts, the giggling, all the adoration, he's just in love

Definitely returns the favor. If you buy him smth, he's buying you smth (let's ignore that debt), you give him a nickname so he gives you one. It goes on and on

All this lovey dovey shit might exhaust some people. Johnny is not some people.

The nicknames are probably his favorite part. He makes the most atrocious nicknames up because you won't be upset

Some real dumb shit like Oogy Boogy Sweetie Weetie Cutie Patootie Kissy Face- yeah all that shit is one nickname. Why? Because it's funny to him and you'll laugh

The type to get y'all dumbass matching shirts

“If found return to stupid” “I'm stupid”

Those type of shirts

Everyone hates you because it becomes a competition of who can be the most corny. It's tortuous for anyone near you

Cannot express enough how much this man enjoys the attention you give him. If one day you decided to ignore him as a joke, he'd actually be so sad and notice immediately

He just adores having a corny lovey dovey partner. The best thing to happen to him.

Kenshi Takahashi

He doesn't hate it but he definitely needs a breather sometimes

Having a lovey dovey partner isn't terrible to him. All the touching and nicknames and being spoiled is definitely cute to him, but being lovey dovey also means you're on him a lot. Kenshi doesn't give me huge extrovert vibes so I think because you're so extreme(?) that there's times when he needs a break

He thinks it's adorable though. He likes feeling wanted so he likes how outwardly you are with your love

Idk if he likes all the nicknames though. I can see him easily cringing if you go overboard

Idk how he'd feel about you spoiling him. He doesn't hate it but he feels like everytime you give him a gift, he has to give you one and he ain't got that shit on him. His own thoughts are running him dry

When his social battery is recharged I think he'd like how physical and sweet you are

He enjoys how loved you make him feel. He's just not sure how to respond sometimes. I can see you saying something really corny and although he thinks it's cute, his brain doesn't move fast enough and he ends up just staring at you

He rolls his eyes a lot too so it can give the appearance that he's annoyed by you but it's definitely not that

You want some corny shit he'll definitely like? Matching jewelry. He'll eat it up like it's a cookie

Also draw over his tattoos. He loves it

Loves the corny shit his brain just legit shuts off sometimes

Kung Lao

Like Johnny, he enjoys the attention

Idk if he necessarily enjoys all the corny things. I don't get a strong feeling from him. Maybe it depends on the day

Likes the attention and spoiling but all the corny nicknames and shirts and just being a total sap makes him a little uncomfortable at times

Once again, it depends on the day. Sometimes he's all for it and sometimes he's like “let's calm down for today”

Gets you a matching hat but without all the sharp shit because he doesn't trust you with sharp objects

He's a mix of Johnny and Kenshi tbh

He refuses to wear those corny matching shirts. You'll have to kill him

That applies to other things too

Those corny nicknames Johnny would make up? He'd prefer a beating from a serious Spiderman

“Aw my Snookie Wookie-” “I'm gonna shoot myself right here right now. Please stop”

It's cute and he acknowledges that it's how you show love but certain things just ain't gonna work with him

Especially in public certain things just won't work with him because he has an ego and thinks certain things will make him look weird. It's giving insecure teen

Don't doubt his love for you though. He loves his little sap. Just take it a bit slow

At some point a switch would flip and he'd go from being embarrassed to thinking “wow, I'm so great my partner is willing to look silly in front of others!”

Now he feeds into your corny bullshit

A win is a win

Raiden

I fully believe him and Liu Kang are romantics, therefore he loves it

He gets flustered easily so tons of affection makes his face go red and all that cute shit

His brain also short circuits like Kenshi's. He's so bad at pretending he's not flustered

“Are you blushing?” “...” “...” “...” “Raiden?” “Of course not”

Likes the consistent physical contact

Spoiling him also makes him short circuit. He's trying to think of how to thank you but all that comes out is “oh!”

Adores you just as much as you adore him

He likes gift giving. And idk mean just jewelry, I mean “you got me all these gifts so I'm gonna bring you a bunch of produce and hey, maybe we can cook later”

We saw him collecting cabbages like Cabbage Man from ATLA in the beginning of the game, he gotta still have the hook up

Loves receiving cheek kisses

Man is so weak in the knees. Kung Lao can yell “STAND UP!” all he wants. That shit is not happening

Play with his hair. Once again, weak in the knees

He's having a great time. Sure he's easily embarrassed but it's not like “omg, you're being weird. Stop”. It's more of a “I love this but I feel like everyone's looking”

You two are super lovey dovey but not as obnoxious as you and Johnny. Johnny is like “you can't out corny me” and Raiden is just tryna vibe and love on you since you love on him

All the embarrassment he feels is so worth it to him

Liu Kang

A romantic so all that lovey dovey shit? Heaven to him

Liu Kang has so much love to give and he's never allowed to share it because his life is ass in every timeline

So a partner that adores him and shows him how much they adore him? Did the Elder Gods hand craft you for him?

He's honestly a mix of everyone. He wants to love you all the time like Johnny, he loves how much you love him like Kenshi, he loves how much you outwardly adore him like Kung Lao and he's a huge romantic that loves how much time you spend together like Raiden

He's so love deprived so he loves everything you wanna do

Matching shirts, jewelry, socks, whatever the fuck? Absolutely.

Spoiling him with random shit? He'll take it all

Telling him how much you love him all the time? Yes.

Giving him the dumbest and corniest nicknames? He'll take that too

He's also lovey dovey so the feeling is very much mutual

Enjoys quality time so you wanting to be on his hip is very much welcomed

You're a breath of fresh air since you're so kind and loving to him. Remember he has all the memories of the past timeline, then this timeline gets fucked up. He's used to constant smoke and destruction so someone being so nice and sweet to him and relaxing with him is heavenly to him

Doesn't matter how corny it is. It's all he wants

Real quick, two things. Firstly I wanna make more MK1 intros so y’all should give me ideas. Secondly I think it would be fun if we as a unit made an MK1 oc. I’d make polls, you’d vote on certain things and then we use the same results but tinker it to our individual liking. For example maybe we know they’re Edenian but their gender is up to you. It’d be like a bunch of variants. A Multiverse of Madness if you will.

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write-tama · 29 days

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I need more of Francis Mosses x reader fluff tbh and I enjoy reading some of your works with him so here's my request: Reader is stressed about life, college or something of your choice and needed some comfort from him 🥺🤎 thank you in advance aaahshqhs 😭 (tbh I don't see much sfw works of Francis on this app, maybe I'm not searching enough?)

"rest a little-- for me at least.."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ francis mosses x student!stressed!reader

sypnosis ; reader and francis have been hard at work trying to achieve their ultimate goals for the future. but lately, reader has been burning themselves out, and its up to francis to help realize how tired reader is.

containing ; exhaustion, reader is a college student, francis works double shifts, francis and reader are high school sweethearts (in this au anastacha is not his daughter), francis is worried about reader, TOOTH ACHING FLUFF RAGH

author’s note ; eee thank u anon! also dw, i also experienced the same problem trying to find sfw for francis 😭😭 its lowkey the reason why i had to crawl out of my hiatus hole LOL but ya really hope u enjoy :]

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Five shots of espresso from the cafe across the block could not fix how fucking exhausted you were.

You and Francis have been together since your highschool days. You have always dreamed of going to college to become a forensic scientist to work in the police force for super interesting crimes— but holy shit— were you tired from the projects and the essays.

You haven’t seen Francis in a few days either, despite living in the same apartment. He’s been working shifts in the morning and night just to make ends meet while also saving up for a house that you two could buy together. It was exhausting, but it was all a part of the plan. You worked a little side job as well delivering papers early in the morning just as a quick cash grab, but that also meant you barely spent mornings with your boyfriend. It’s not like you guys had the time anyway. He had to work in the morning too, which made it all the more frustrating.

After finally reaching your apartment, you immediately kicked off your shoes and threw your bag to the nearest corner before flopping down on the couch. A loud groan rumbled from your throat, finally giving your exhaustion a voice. You looked up from the couch, too tired to even turn on the TV. From the corner of your eye though, you saw in the kitchen a pot on the stove with a bright yellow sticky note on the top of it. Out of curiosity, you lifted yourself from the cushions with all your strength before heading towards the kitchen.

You waddled over to the pot with a curious tilt to your head as read the sticky note:

You left for work before I could tell you, but I’m coming off my shift early today and I’m not working tonight. Here’s some lunch I prepared this morning. Love you honey, get some rest. -Fran

Your grin stretched from ear-to-ear as you opened the lid to be welcomed with the smell of fresh spaghetti and meatballs. You turned on the gas stove to heat up the food, and used a clean wooden spoon to stir the food gradually. As you did, you couldn’t help as yawns escaped your mouth. You thought about taking a nap after your meal, seeing as how later today you needed to take some notes for an upcoming exam.

Your need for success never gave you the permission to give yourself a break every once in a while. In fact, the only times you did take a break was when Francis was sick and he needed someone by his side to take care of him. Other than that, you were always academically focused. Every once in a while, Francis would voice his opinion, telling you that you shouldn’t be burning yourself out so fast, but it was your determination and your vision of a perfect future with him that fueled you. Was this safe for your own mental health? Absolutely not. But you were aware of the consequences, and you pushed yourself anyway.

You felt your body grow increasingly heavy. You quickly jolted your head up, not even realizing that your eyes were fluttered close and you had stopping moving your spoon for a few seconds. You shook yourself awake, quickly grabbing a plate and helping yourself to a serving. You made sure to turn off the stove as well before throwing the spoon in the sink and grabbing a clean metal fork to enjoy your meal. It was best to hurry on and sit down before you became a danger to yourself.

You placed your food down on the coffee table before curling up on the couch. Maybe some TV would wake me up, you thought to yourself. You picked up the TV remote and browsed through the channels, eventually settling on a random game show that was airing live. Feeling a bit more energized, you placed a pillow in your lap before resting your food on top of it.

After each bite you felt your eyelids getting heavy. Your body started slowly giving in, despite your protests. The host’s voice soon turned into muffles as you felt your head nod a little. Each time you felt yourself falling, you immediately jolted up, not wanting to succumb to your body’s need for rest. What you really needed to do was to finish those essays and projects, and to also greet your loving boyfriend once he comes back from work. Your mind started dragging along little plans on how you would be able to accomplish everything before sleeping, but without realizing, your eyes had fallen closed as you leaned back in the couch.

Francis came back home about an hour later, tired from his work. As he placed his work bag down, he barely realized that your bag was set in the corner as well. “(y/n)?” He began to call out, but as soon as he turned around, he noticed your sleeping figure on the couch curled up with your pillow and food next to you. “Oh, (y/n)..” he mumbled, smiling a little in amusement. Francis walked over you, noticing the running TV and the half-eaten food. He first turned off the TV, making sure to not make too much noise to wake you up. He took your plate as well and covered it with a napkin before storing it in the fridge. Once Francis made it back to the living room, he sighed in relief, noticing that you still haven’t woken up. He rolled up his sleeves before carefully sliding his arms under your body, being as gentle as possible as he carried you to the bedroom.

“Mm..” You mumbled, half asleep. “Franci..?” You croaked out, burying yourself into his chest.

“Mhm..” He hummed. “I found you asleep on the couch.. I’m just moving you to the bedroom if you don’t mind..” He chuckled a little. You groaned a little in response, tugging a little at his button-down uniform.

“No..” you protested. “I have work to do.. I have projects due soon..”

Francis laid you gently down onto the soft mattress. You sat up a bit, realizing that you were still in your casual formal clothes you wore for school. You looked over to Francis, who had changed out of his work clothes, but kept his undershirt on and threw on some pajama pants. “Franci, can you—”

“Here you go.” You looked up, not even realizing that he was already handing you your midnight clothes. His tired eyes gazed upon you, but even then, his eyes were dilated with genuine care. You smiled up at him before taking the clothes and changing on the bed, throwing your clothes in a corner.

You sighed a little as you straightened out your shorts, looking down with a wearied face. “You know I need to get back to work.” You quietly muttered. Francis looked at you with a frown as he stood over the bed.

“You can’t just keep working day and night.” He lectured softly. You scoffed a little before looking at him, only to immediately falter to his puppy-eyed look. “Just rest with me this evening, please, dear?” He asked, folding his arms behind his back as he leaned down.

Your face heated up, flustered at how desperate Francis seemed to be just wanting to have a few minutes ago. You smiled softly before reaching up and caressing his face with your hand. “You know I hate it when you look at me like that..” You whispered.

“Well, it's the only way to get you to agree.” He mumbled back, sinking into your embrace. The two of you were locked in eye contact as Francis slowly climbed into the bed. His hands straddled either side of you as you leaned back against the headboard. Gradually, his lips pressed against yours, and immediately you melted. Your hands snaked around his neck, holding him as close as you could. His touch filled you with the warmth you longed for so long after drawn-out lectures and pressure-inducing assignments. All you wanted was him.

He wrapped your arms around your waist before resting himself on your chest— a sigh escaping his nostrils. “I miss this.” he muttered. “When was the last time we got to hold each other like this?”

You ran fingers through his hair, carefully tugging out knots. “Only heaven knows..” You whispered back. The two of you enjoyed the comfortable silence. Only the faint hum of the lamp filled your ears as well as the occasional vehicle rushing down the road in front of your apartment complex. Your chest rose and fell as you breathed as Francis buried himself deeper into your embrace. “I-I’m sorry I’ve been a little difficult lately.” you apologized, feeling the guilt prick at your skin. “I’ve just been so stressed with school lately.. All I could think about is work and it's ruining us—”

“Please don’t apologize for that.” Francis was quick to cut you off. He lifted his head up and now sat up properly in front of you. His eyebrows furrowed a little as he looked at your gentle figure. “Please.. Just don’t. I understand you’ve been working so hard lately. I have been to. But this is all for our future, remember?” He grabbed your hand, holding it with both of his hands before kissing your knuckles. “Mmm.. I miss our evenings together too, I truly do, but what I’m concerned about is your wellbeing. You need to give yourself a breather every once in a while. At least promise me that.”

Your body felt weak with each work he uttered. Your head rushed with stars, remembering that its moments like these that make you want to work so hard. You want nothing but blessings for this man, because if anything, he was your savior. Tears pricked at your eyes, sniffling a little as you nodded your head.

“I promise..” You said in a shaky voice. A sincere smile curled Francis lips as he reached down to kiss your forehead.

Everything is going to be okay, you thought to yourself.

Everything is okay.

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thats it! hope you enjoyed :3 sorry i procrastinated on this for a while im def gonna clutch on up writing after school ends (which is end of april). lowk so glad this bc ive been stressed w college work as well so rereading honestly felt SO comforting 😭😭 but anyway ya--

reblogs, likes, even replies are soso appreciated and i hope you enjoyed this story :]

#thats not my neighbor #tnmn #that's not my neighbor #milkman #francis mosses #thats not my neighbour milkman #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses x you #francis mosses thats not my neighbor #milkman x reader #tnmn milkman

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underoospeterparker · 3 months

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Omg you write finnick so perfectly!! I was wondering if you could write something about finnick dating somone with POTS syndrome and how he reacts to it? 🫶🫶

thank you that is the best compliment! and thanks for requesting!! i think this is one of the best things I've written tbh

fyi: POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome) is a medical condition that can lead to an increased heart rate when standing up. it can cause lightheadedness, dizziness or fainting.

finnick odair x reader with POTS, set during catching fire (reader volunteered for annie instead of mags), 0.6k words

You were sitting on the sofa, curled up in Finnick's arms while the two of you rewatched Ceasar's interviews with the tributes for the 75th Hunger Games. Finnick played with loose strands from your ponytail while you fixated on the television, despite your oncoming headache and lightheadedness.

"You okay, lovely?" Finnick asked, concerned. He had always been sweet to you, a fact that hadn't changed when you'd told him you'd been diagnosed with POTS a couple years ago, and still didn't change when you had volunteered for Annie in the place of Mags. In fact, he'd grown even more protective over you.

You nodded, but the movement made your vision blurry. Pausing, you tried to turn around to Finnick. "I don't know," you whispered, a slightly panicked tone in your voice.

He frowned, and he shifted under from you, trying not to rock you too much. "That's okay. Can you just stay here for me, just for a second, honey? I'll go grab you some water."

When you gave him a thumbs up, he got up quickly, resting a hand on your shoulder for a second before heading into the kitchen. It took him a while to return, or at least, it seemed that way to you.

You grew worried, anxiety building up in your throat even though logically, you knew nothing would have happened to him. "Finnick?" you called, a croak in your voice. When he didn't respond, or you didn't hear it, you got up and immediately regretted your decision.

He rushed into the living room just in time to set down the glass of water and catch you as you fell, almost hitting your head on the edge of the coffee table. "Shit," he murmured, the expletive hot under his breath.

Finnick placed you gently back onto the sofa, a pillow under your head to keep it elevated. "Honey, c'mon," he said, his hands desperately cupping your cheeks. "Wake up for me, yeah?"

You blinked your eyes open, straining against the bright lights and he took notice of that, quickly shutting them off and returning back to your side. "Hi," he whispered, clearly worried about you.

"Hi," you whispered back, attempting to sit up. Finnick pushed you down with a firm hand to your chest. "No," he said sternly, a tone in his voice that dared you to defy him. You did not.

He reached to the table where he'd set down the glass and lifted it up to your mouth, watching intently as you gulped down a couple of sips. "That's it," he said, moving the cup when you finished.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asked. Finnick looked distraught. You felt the strangest urge to comfort him.

You gave him the biggest smile you could muster, and since you were exhausted, it wasn't big at all. He looked almost constipated as he reciprocated the smile. "I'm okay," you muttered, a small reassurance in Finnick's eyes.

He let a breath of air he'd been holding release, and he climbed onto the sofa next to you, pulling you into his chest. You gladly went inside, feeling the remnants of your dizziness dissolve as you pressed yourself deeper into his body.

Finnick reached his hands up to your hair, kneading gently at your scalp. His movements were soothing and they helped calm down your aching headache. When you sighed in pleasure, he let out a surprised laugh, muffled by your hair.

Soon, you fell asleep, accompanied by the sound of his deep breathing and his soft scratching of your hair. You dreamed of the sea, the ocean, and Finnick, and you clung onto the dream for as long as you could, because you knew that when you would wake up, everything would be different.

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buckttommy · 22 days

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When buck screams tommys name in distress, how would you like it to happen?

well. so. obviously tommy gets hurt on the job and obviously buck witnesses it. i don't know how it happens, necessarily. i know 911 said they didn't necessarily want to do big wildfires out of respect for the fact that they have big wildfires in california, but that's the only thing i can think of, like. i don't know if you've seen the og/ls crossover episode (i'm going to assume you have) but having all these firefighters together.. it's the most time buck and tommy have ever spent together while on the job. they do little check-ins with each other throughout the days as the week stretches on, just to make sure they're safe, just to make sure they're coping well. they never do anything more than kiss and hold each other for a couple minutes in a dark/quite corner of one of the sleep tents, both because they're exhausted and because it's definitely not the time or place, but. it's enough. you know?

and so. about eight days into the wildfire, a group of firefighters goes missing. they're completely unresponsive, and that's a bad sign, so tommy's unit has to fly in to go get them. when buck learns tommy's flying out for this specific rescue, he's anxious as hell. that area he's flying out to went bad days ago, visibility is shit, and the group of firefighters that stopped responding was the last group that was ever going to be sent out before the whole area was going to be considered too far gone to save. so he's nervous. scared shitless, actually. but tommy just pulls him aside and he smiles that warm, loving, reassuring smile of his. kisses him and says, "don't worry i'll be okay, everything is okay" and he's scared too, buck can see it in his eyes, but he kisses him back hard and long and just tells him, like, "come home safe to me, ok?" and it's a request but it's also a demand. tommy has to come home. there's no other option. not one that buck can survive, at least.

so tommy goes away and buck/the rest of the 118/some others are is deployed to an area that's pretty close to where tommy is supposed to be flying overhead. after a while, buck gets into a rhythm, so he doesn't think (much) about tommy and just focuses on the task at hand and what he has to do. and then at some point, he hears a chopper overhead and he's so relieved... up until the moment that he notices something is very fucking wrong. he doesn't know what, exactly, but the helicopter is going down and he can't fucking breathe and it is has nothing to do with the smoke. and buck, like.... it'd be one thing if he was hearing about it after the fact, you know? if he heard about it after, he'd be spared the sheer, lifechanging panic of what it looks like to see his world collapse in real time. but he's actually standing there, and he's witnessing the love of his fucking life go down in a wildfire and. so. yeah. he screams tommy's name at the top of his lungs. he's not even aware that he's doing it, tbh. it's completely involuntary, a byproduct of watching this person he loves so much literally die (so he thinks). and there are arms around his waist (he doesn't know whose, but they feel like eddie's) holding him back to keep from running, and someone's talking into a radio (bobby maybe?) but everything is just. it's chaos. his head his chaos, his heart stopped beating ages ago and now he's just. dead. just dead and waiting for, praying for a miracle he's not sure will ever come—

(and. so. obviously tommy is fine. buck doesn't actually, like, learn this fact until several hours later when he is already so firmly entrenched in the deepest depression/state of grief he has ever been in in his life (and considering he watched eddie get shot in front of him, saw a bridge collapse on top of bobby, and his sister was kidnapped presumed dead, that's saying a LOT). but then tommy staggers into the tent and buck absolutely falls the fuck apart. like. tommy barely gets a step inside before buck is on him—before they're on each other, actually—and. like. he's not okay at all. like. he's injured and should definitely 100% be on his way to the hospital. but he knew, okay? tommy kinard knows his boy and he knew what kind of state he would be in. so yeah, stopping by to see him was a no brainer. their reunion only lasts a couple minutes before tommy's body starts to give out on him and, like, yeah, hospital now. but. buck goes with him, and he doesn't leave his side once except when tommy goes through surgery and... everything is not okay but neither of them had the worst day of their lives and that's all buck could ever ask for.)

(and if they finally tell each other they love each other when tommy gets out of surgery and comes out from under the haze of anesthesia. well. that's just between them)

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #*wounded jack noises*#this hurt my feelings AND put them back together [< girl who literally wrote the thing]#anyways #this headcanon is. like. a sequel to the one linked btw. just in case you need to know how crazy this whole thing makes me #jack answers mail #tv: 911 #bucktommy

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skzooweemama · 7 months

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Hello!!! Omg I've recently been obsessing over your posts 😅 I love your writing style!

If you're not too busy, could you do a thing that's like skz's reactions to finding out you're ticklish?

It's totally fine if you don't want to, take care!! 💕

yes ofccccc!! i'm so glad you like my writing!

formal apologies to all my not ticklish stays- just pretend for this one :) <33

two posts in two days? who am i? guess i’m on a writing kick lol- unfortunately i do not think this will continue (but also i don’t want it to be another month before i post again so i’m gonna do my best)

anyway- hope y’all enjoy!! this was super fun to write! still experimenting w formatting too so stay tuned 😵‍💫

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Bang Chan:

channie definitely figured it out quick

literally he is always touching you

we've been over this

of course he is a gentleman

his love language may be physical touch, but he had to make sure you're okay w that first!

waits until you begin to initiate affection more often before he gets clingy

but then he's kind of all over you :)

you invited him over to your place one night, and even though he had just been working for hours, he was just too excited to see you

he was super tired though, so you took it upon yourself to set up a cute movie date so the two of you could just chill out and cuddle

at first, channie was just happily cuddled up against your side, an arm lazily slug around you waist while you petted his hair

it was cute and sleepy and perfect

until he just had to go and mess it up

chan's musicality seemed to get the best of him as he began to drum the rhythm to one of their tracks out on your waist

your very ticklish waist

there was a noble and valiant effort to stop yourself from freaking out, but alas

you let out a squeal and suddenly chan perked up, his exhaustion completely gone

safe to say you got pinned to the couch and tickled within an inch of your life

praying for you babe, he is a true monster

Lee Know:

minho wasn't really on the hunt for your tickle spots tbh

honestly, it's not something he thinks about a lot

unless it's happening right in front of him or he's feeling mischievous and he can take it out on someone in his direct vicinity (ex. our maknae on top)

his interest has to be piqued first

that's why when he figured out that you're ticklish, it was literally in the most cliche way possible

that's right- you got stuck in your shirt

it was a cute top that was way too expensive, but you had splurged a bit because you wanted something nice to wear on night outs

unfortunately, it was also incredibly tight and hard to get on and off

especially for your tipsy post-date brain... you were struggling

that's how minho found you, with your top half off, arms trapped in the fabric pulled over your head

he scoffed at you, shaking his head and tutting that you should've asked for help

just like him to be condescending at a time like this smh

but he does help you, grasping at your fabric cage and yanking upwards

and it was so helpful, except for the fact that he just barely brushed your underarms

which made you squeal and pull away from him

which made him curious

minho helped you out of the top completely before he decided to explore what made you squeal like that

after that, though, he tackled you onto the bed and found every single tickle spot you had before he even thought about letting you go

and he's a meanie too... idk if you'll survive :)

Changbin:

changbin has definitely tried to tickle you before

he just never found the spot

yk how sometimes you'll see vids of idols "tickling" their member's forearms or like shoulder?

he did shit like that, fully expecting you to laugh

safe to say you did not

so he had mostly given up, content with the fact that you aren't ticklish

however

he did start to take you on gym dates

and on one of these gym dates he discovered just how wrong he was

you decided to try to do an unassisted chin up, which you had been building up to by using resistance bands each time you tried

changbin was standing close by for moral support (and also to catch you just in case)

you made sure to remember the proper technique and pulled yourself all the way up, chin just meeting the bar

changbin cheered when you dropped down, grasping your waist and kissing your cheek proudly

you felt so victorious! but when changbin's hand just brushed against the skin of your stomach from beneath your shirt, you froze and let out a squeak of surprise

despite my earlier comments, changbin is no dummy

you can be sure that later that night he decided to see just how sensitive you really were

you'll never have a moment of peace with him now ;))))

Hyunjin:

hyunjin is a poker

for some reason, those long fingers of his are just drawn to exposed skin

changbin is a frequent target, but tbh all of the members have fallen victim to his shenanigans at some point

and ofc, there's no special treatment, even if you're dating him

you will be poked, and it will tickle

your first mistake was wearing a new shirt that had those slits going diagonally down the front of the top

you hadn't even thought anything of it when you put it on that morning

i mean, it's a shirt and you were under the assumption that your boyfriend wasn't a weirdo

(you were wrong)

that night, hyunjin decided to help you make some dinner

and by "help" i mean he stood behind you with his hands around your waist and his chin on your shoulder while you cooked, talking your ear off about whatever came to his mind

he's annoying

anyway, eventually he got bored

you were too focused on the food! how could you ignore him?!

as he stewed in his boredom, his fingers found their way to the slits in the front of your shirt and brushed up against your warm skin

and then, he delivered one firm poke

right to your bellybutton

immediately, you let out a strained giggle and tried to move away from him, but unfortunately he had you trapped between the kitchen counter and his body

before you could even devise another plan of escape, his hands slipped beneath your shirt and began to wreck your tummy, shirt slits be damned

you nearly died that night, and it was certainly not the last time something like that happened~

Han:

jisung was shy

really he was, especially at the beginning of your relationship

it took him a while to even work up the nerve to kiss you after you began dating, and even then he was kind of drunk

but somewhere around the 3 month mark, a switch flipped

he began to touch you more and he was more playful

introverts are funny like that

it stands to reason that he discovered how ticklish you were not long after

i mean, how were you supposed to respond when he asked to give you a foot massage? say no?

you tried that, but he pouted and you caved

you sort of accepted the fact that he'd find out, especially when you got out of the shower to find him on your bed with lotion and foot masks

and he looked so fcking cute too, curse you jisung >:(

safe to say he knew something was up as soon as you sat down to offer him a foot to massage

you were bright red, stuttering, and even sweating a lil bit

and when he started teasing?! telling you how cute you looked?!!?

oh no, you were done for

he couldn't even start massaging, you collapsed in giggles as soon as his fingers grazed the bottoms of your feet with lotion

your silly boyfriend started laughing at you, and the next thing you knew, your feet were headlocked beneath his arm and he was going to town on them

you screamed and thrashed, and eventually pulled a foot away and gave him a good kick

bad idea, because now he's gonna get revenge by finding out what other spots make you scream <3

Felix:

felix was totally curious

like you knew he was ticklish (you reminded him of that fact frequently), so shouldn't he know if you were too?

he thought he should

his investigation began one evening when he came over for a sleepover

you, ofc, were expecting nothing but cuddles and romantic cutesy stuff

after your last week of midterms at university, it felt more necessary than ever

felix, on the other hand, was nothing if not conniving

it wasn't his fault that you just looked so cute in your pjs

perfect to test his theories on as well

you had dragged him to the bathroom so you could do skincare together, and then made him sit through a face mask, and then you two finally went to bed

but felix still had to wait for the perfect moment

and he wasn't gonna stop you when your lips found their way to his, small kisses blossoming into a lazy make-out session

emphasis on "lazy" because honestly you could hardly keep your eyes open by the time he pulled away

he giggled and brushed your hair from your eyes, thumb tracing your kiss-swollen lips as he whispered about how pretty you were

you flushed, scolding him about being a tease before you reached to turn off your bedside table lamp

felix suddenly remembered his mission

and his time had arrived

you just barely clicked the light off before felix stuck his fingers right into your armpit, massaging deep circles into your flesh

you positively squealed, unable to stop yourself from falling into witch-like cackles

felix's investigation was a success, and you can bet he'd use these findings again and again

Seungmin:

seungmin tickles you to get what he wants

or at least, he does after he finds out about your weakness

and it doesn't take long really

technically, the two of you weren't even official yet when he makes the discovery

the night before, one thing kind of led to another during an after-party, and the next thing you knew, you woke up in the same bed

wearing very little

anywayyyy

seungmin was the first to wake up in the morning with a raging headache

no lie, he felt like he had been run over by 20 tour buses

somehow, when he saw you, cuddled into his chest snoozing peacefully, he felt less gross

it was probably because he was in love with you, but he wasn't really ready to admit that to himself yet

and he did really have to pee, and he could not do that with you koalabeared onto him

no time to think about emotions or anything

at first, he tried to shake you awake, which proved to be futile

next, he tried prying your arms off from around his waist, but your grip was like iron

finallly, he tried poking and prodding you because he didn't have any other ideas

almost immediately you began to squirm away, trying to fight off the tickles in your sleepy state

eventually (partly because you were too cute gently giggling and partly because now he really needed to pee) he finally dug into your sides and really gave you a good wake up call

you woke up laughing loudly from the tickles, and when your vision cleared, you saw a blushing seungmin making his way to the bathroom

I.N:

Jeongin tickles you when you annoy him

which you do a lot

it's like you were built to push all of his buttons istg

the first time he ever found out you were ticklish, you were making fun of him

it was a personal favorite pastime of yours

(definitely not because you thought jeongin was hot when he was frustrated, no ofc not)

today had just not been a good day for him in the slightest

his voice was a bit hoarse so he couldn’t record, he kept missing steps in their dance practice, and to top it all off he was breaking out from the stress of a new comeback

so really, why were you adding gas to that fire?

usually you only bugged him because you wanted to get his mind off of whatever was bothering him

your teasing was light hearted, and you never had bad intentions

but when you wouldn’t stop asking for kisses, started whining at him after he said he didn’t wanna give you kisses, and then sat yourself right on top of him and refused to move… that’s when he got fed up

and yet you kept it up

jeongin decided he needed to do something drastic

and of course he’d never hurt you and he wasn’t truly mad, but he did need to teach you a lesson

so… he set his hands on your hips, looking up at you from where you were seated on his lap, facing him

and he asked if you would move

when you said “no” once again, he squeezed your hips like his life depended on it

you shrieked and fell to the side, trying to squirm away from his evil hands as they tickled you mercilessly

as jeongin pinned you down and made you laugh until you couldn’t breathe, you couldn’t help but think about how you deserved this

whatever, it was fun so you just decided to be even more annoying in the future :)

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Hey 👋

What do you think about tee's character?! This character is so confusing he cares for white a lot and protects him but he did worse things to non. We know he also needed money for his father. What do you think about him and how white and tee met and fell in love. Tee only listens to white and also what you think about white ? Is he only related to the group because he's tee's boyfriend. Tbh I'm loving their couple,their chemistry is so good. 🫠

Thank you so much for this question!!! I actually find Tee's character entirely fascinating tbh - he's a bully but he shows these moments of complete and utter humanity that I find really sympathetic and compelling.

Like I'll never justify what he does to Non - framing him for breaking the camera and then using that debt that he manufactured to pull Non into money laundering isn't exactly excusable. But I find it so interesting that while we see Tee doing all of these insane things, we also see these little moment of humanity throughout. Like when it's made clear that Tee is mostly working with his shady uncle to help get money for his dad - we don't know what kind of medical treatment his dad is undergoing, but clearly something severe that costs a lot to treat.

Tee is in arguably just as desperate a position as Non (if not more desperate). He's stuck needing money, dragged into illegal activity by his uncle, in too deep to get out. Does that excuse him being a manipulative bully? Of course not. But it's fascinating to me because it would've been SO easy to make Tee a non-sympathetic character, and yet we see all of this depth to him.

We're also shown that he didn't want to get any of his friends involved in the money laundering, including Non. He knew it was bad and illegal, and he didn't do it until he was completely and utterly backed into a corner, until he'd exhausted literally every other alternative and his uncle gave him an ultimatum.

Which is interesting because you think he wouldn't hesitate to pull in Non even before that, since he doesn't like Non. But he does hesitate. It shows that he has some ethics, and some sense that what he's doing has the potential to ruin whoever is involved. And he doesn't want to ruin Non, despite disliking him and picking on him at school.

Of course, he reverses this action by proceeding to get Non involved. And then, when Non goes to get the rest of their friend group involved, he backs Non up. But not because he's greedy, but because his uncle is shorting him left and right and he still doesn't have the money for his father's medication OR to pay Non.

Tee's position is parallel to Non's. He needs the money. He's into illegal shit he doesn't want to be in, but is forced in deeper every day by the people pulling the strings. And he, like Non, is just a kid. He shouldn't have to be discussing money laundering with his uncle at 17 years old to help pay for his father's medical bills.

And even though Tee continues being a dick to Non throughout the past (even going so far as to help his uncle make Non disappear), he shows hesitance at every turn when his uncle demands things of him, and he tries (weakly) to defend Non when his uncle starts saying Non is a police spy.

And after he brings Non to his uncle and Non "disappears," Tee can't stop himself from asking what happened to Non. Tee doesn't even like Non, and yet he still shows clear signs of fear and upset at the thought that Non might be dead. Because he knows he'd be complicit? Maybe. But he's also a teenage kid caught up in illegal things against his will. He might genuinely feel bad about it. His expression certainly conveys more than just guilt...

Does any of this balance out the bad things he does throughout the past? Of course not. He's still a shitty person and should be in jail for the part he played in Non's disappearance. But he's also fascinatingly sympathetic in the way he's forced into all of these actions. He clearly doesn't want to be doing any of the things he's done, but feels as though he has no choice. Either because his uncle will hang him out to dry for the police, or because he still needs the money for his father's treatment.

That said, I don't find Tee's treatment of White in the present dissonant to his character in the slightest. To me, it's clear that Tee is the type of person who cares deeply about those close to him, he just doesn't let a lot of people get close because he's experienced far too much pain and manipulation at the hands of his family. Tee is soft with White, but more than that, he's devastated when he learns that Por has died.

Tee cares. He cares a lot. He cares about White, he cares about Por. He arguably cares more about himself since he often abandons White during stressful situations, and is more concerned about what White will think of what they did to Non than he is about what he actually did to Non. But I think that he knows he had no choice (or at least, in his eyes he had no choice) in what happened to Non.

Anyway, this got long ahahaha I just find Tee's characterization to be so interestingly done. He's one of the most deeply complex characters in the entire show, and shout out to JJay for conveying all of his complexities so well, he's an amazing actor.

As for White... well. White is still a question mark for me personally. I wrote a theory previously that White could be Non's brother New, and I still think that's a possibility. I've also seen a wild theory floating around that White is actually Non himself, he's just gotten plastic surgery.

It's possible that White is exactly what he appears to be, a mostly-innocent bystander. Especially since White defends Tee when the others talk about thinking Tee did something bad to Non, and shows clear horror when Tee talks about burning Dang's corpse.

I'm not sure exactly how Tee and White met, but I think they're pretty compatible. White wants someone to take care of him, and Tee likes having someone look up to him. Tee also has a lot of love and care to show, he just doesn't/can't do it easily because of his history.

Because I find Tee sympathetic, I kind of hope that White isn't using Tee as part of the revenge plan (though I know a lot of people want that) because I find the idea of the one person Tee has opened up to turning around to betray him that way completely heartbreaking. But I also know that within the narrative, Tee is the villain. He's the main catalyst to everything bad that happened to Non, so it wouldn't surprise me if the story has set up exactly some twist like that happening to him for revenge. We'll have to see where the story takes us but personally, I think they're cute together right now!

#dff #dff the series #dead friend forever #dff meta #teewhite #Tee DFF #White DFF

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kingdaddydaichi · 2 years

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1000th Post Special!

Back by popular demand...

Dad/Dilf!Katsuki Bakugou Headcanons

₰ pairing: Dad!Dilf!Katsuki Bakugou x f!Reader

₰ wc: fuck, idek

₰ cw/an: my 1000th post (yay)!, katsuki is aged up (as per usual), dad/sfw section first, dilf/nsfw section last, mdni, tbh i'm so fucking exhausted rn so kindly let me know if you see something that i should include here and i'll be happy to do so, hold onto your ovaries my fellow bakuhoes!

₰ Dad!Katsuki (sfw)…

…chuckles when his kids wrap their tiny arms around his thick ones yelling “lift us up, Daddy!” He proceeds to do bicep curls with a kid hanging off each arm while they laugh and squeal. Lifting kids is a great workout for his arms, back, and chest.

…whose baby daughter’s first laugh was at him yelling at you to please help him because she’d had a blowout and baby shit was leaking out the legs of her diaper onto his arms and chest. “Oh my fucking god, baby! Fucking help me!” he cried with his face twisted in disgust. You gingerly took her in your outstretched arms, giggling along with her as he slowly got up to go clean himself up, bitching the whole way up the stairs about how fucking gross babies can be. “Jesus fucking Christ what the fuck are you feeding her?!”

…loves your body even more after having his babies.

...sees your cellulite and stretch marks as reminders of what you and your body went through to carry and deliver the lives he helped to create. Literally all he had to do was cum. You bore the full brunt of the trauma a mother’s body naturally takes on then fucking smiled and cried tears of joy after being literally ripped apart (in one of the most awful places he might add).

...tried and failed to choke back the tears when you thanked him while breastfeeding for the first time.

...shook his head and pushed your hair back before planting a long kiss to your forehead, his wet cheeks pressed against your glowing face. You’d never looked more beautiful and he couldn’t stop telling you he loved you. And all those little imperfections on your body still remind him of the things you’ve put yourself through because you love him so much.

…LOVES grilling out. Has a really nice built-in grill on your large backyard patio with a sink on one side and a mini fridge on the other.

…had a large, detached shed built in the backyard for all his tools and work-related gear.

...keeps it under lock and key to keep the kids out when he’s not in there to make sure they don’t hurt themselves.

…also had a custom safe added onto the back of your master closet in which to store his “battle suits” (refuses to call it a costume. “It’s not a fuckin costume! Do I look like a goddamn clown to you?! Tch, this isn’t ‘dress-up’! It’s purely functional and just so happens to also look fuckin cool as shit!”) The safe is huge too, like an additional closet with a combination lock. Gotta keep his brats away from his grenades, gauntlets, and grenadier bracers.

…has the Dad Look™️ when the kids start getting out of line.

...usually doesn’t even have to say anything because they know all too well how loud he can get when they don’t listen.

...just has to clear his throat a certain way and they’ll stop whatever they’re doing to find him staring at them with his crimson eyes narrowed at them. Most of the time they get the message that Daddy is gettin’ real tired of their shit and is not in the mood to be trifled with.

…had never laid a finger on any of his kids until his teenage son bowed up to him ONCE, thinking he was man enough to challenge his father’s authority. The teenager had broken his curfew one night so Katsuki told him to give him his car keys. “Nah, fuck that, I’m out! I’m not a kid anymore, old man,” your son said and started towards the door with his keys in hand.

…moved faster than it took you to register what was happening.

…got right up in his son’s face, so close that the breath coming out of his flaring nostrils made the boy’s hair flutter. “Give me the keys,” the older Bakugou growled. “Now!” Your son, who got his build from his dad, put his hands up and tried to shove him out of the way. You gasped, knowing things were about to get really bad really fast. Sure enough you saw the anger flash in your husband’s eyes and the fear in your son’s, but he didn’t back down. “Katsuki!” you cried, afraid he was about to rage.

...grabbed his son by the collar and shoved him against the wall so hard it knocked the breath out of the boy as his keys hit the floor with a clamor. “You think you’re a man now, hah? Is that it? You think you’re man enough to throw hands with me? Well then let’s step the fuck outside, boy, cuz I’d love to see you try!” Katsuki said with that vicious grin of his. Your son surrendered, his open hands up by his head, his heart trying to pound its way out of his heaving chest and run to safety. “Katsu. Baby, let him go!” With a wild look in his eyes Katsuki harshly released his son. “Get out of my sight,” he hissed. “‘Fore i fuckin hurt you…BOY.” That was the first and last time your son tried his father.

…wow, that last one got away from me a bit. 😬

…made his son the proudest kid in the school when he showed up for his 4th grade class’s Parent Career Day. The other kids gawked and exchanged words of excitement when the cool and famous Dynamight walked through their classroom door. They were all so engaged with him as he talked, and asked him loads of questions. They all got his autograph and took a class photo with him that they later all got signed copies of. Your son beamed brighter than the Sun that day, and his friends went on and on about how cool it was that the pro hero was his dad.

…whose daughter is a card-carrying daddy’s girl. She clings to him and went through a terrible separation anxiety phase when she was a toddler. Almost inconsolable every time he had to leave. It didn’t matter how many times he kissed her forehead and promised he’d come back as soon as he could, after he walked out the door she would cry for what seemed like an eternity saying “Daddy” over and over as if chanting his name would make him reappear. It was AWFUL. Whenever he had to be gone for days at a time on missions, he would talk to her on the phone or FaceTime with her whenever he could, which helped immensely. And when he finally did come home? Oh watch the fuck out because she would barrel through the house, running as fast as her little legs would carry her to fling herself into her daddy’s arms. For the next couple of days she would cling to him every chance she got. It was comical sometimes the way your husband would walk around with a toddler glued to his hip. And the times he couldn’t hold her bc he was cooking or taking a piss, she’d stay as close to him as he’d let her.

...would look down to see her little fingers slide underneath the bathroom door saying “Daddy go peepee?”

...just shook his head and groaned. “Not a moment’s peace, huh sparkler?” What really took the cake though was the jealous phase she went through with you! The first time she pushed you away when your husband leaned in to kiss you, it hurt your feelings so bad you had to go cry in your bedroom.

...scolded her and put her down, refusing to pick her up again until she stopped wailing and reaching for him. “I love Mommy very much and wanna hold her too, sparkler,” he told her. “I don’t want you to ever push her away like that again. That hurt her feelins. And mine too.” Oh her little carmine eyes went wide at that. She never wanted to feel her father’s disappointment ever again. “M’sowwy, Daddy. I don’wanna huwt feewings anymore,” she said while shaking her cute little head.

...picked her up and hugged her saying “That’s my girl. Let’s go apologize to Mommy now, okay?” With her head tucked neatly against his neck, she nodded, sniffling. “‘Kay.”

...carried her to your shared bedroom and slowly opened the door. When she saw your tear-streaked face she made grabby hands at you. Katsuki put her down on the bed and she crawled into your arms to hug you. “M’sowwy, Mommy. I won’t make you cwy again,” she said, which made you smile against her hair. “Thank you, baby,” you cooed before looking up at Katsuki.

...sat down on the bed next you and said, “Now, I’m gettin that kiss” before pressing his lips to yours, smiling. “Love you, babe.”

…(while we’re on the subject of kisses) was mortified the first time his little girl kissed him on the lips. It was just a quick peck, but Katsuki.exe stopped working for 20 whole seconds.

...had no idea how to react, just sat there with his eyes as big as saucers. You started giggling at his dumbfounded expression.

...was so confused. “I-is that…even legal?” he whispered to you. “Wh-what do I do, (Y/n)?” You shrugged. “I legitimately don’t know?” you mouthed. Both of you were trying not to react the wrong way. “Fucking Google it!” he whisper-yelled.

...sat her down and told her to keep playing while you and he went to talk for a few minutes. After a little bit of research and a quick conversation about it, y’all went back into the living room and sat down with her.

...never dreamed he’d be having a talk with his 3-year-old daughter about kissing. This is gonna be interesting if not entertaining, you thought to yourself. You’d both agreed that Katsuki should be the one to talk to her. It was ultimately his decision after all, and it wouldn’t be right for you to set his boundaries with her. “Hey, sparkler, c’mere a minute.” He patted his thigh and she happily crawled into his lap. “I wanna talk to ya about that kiss ya gave me.” She looked up at him with those sweet doe eyes and nodded. “Why’d ya do that?” “S’cuz I love you, Daddy.”

...gave her a crooked smile and said, “I love you too, baby girl. More than you’ll ever know…but…” He looked over at you with a nervous look in his eye. You grimaced a little, not envying his precarious position one bit. Since high school, he’d gotten much better at having delicate conversations, especially after you two started dating. But this was uncharted territory for both of you and would put his communication skills to their most challenging test yet. “…but I uhh-let’s just stick with cheek and head kisses, alright?” “But why?” she whined. Oh boy. “Well, because that’s what I like more.” “But Mommy kisses you on the lips all the time!” “Yeah, but…she’s my spouse. When people get married they’re the only ones allowed to kiss each other on the lips.” “I wanna marry you too, Daddy!”

...shook his head slowly. “I’m sorry, sparkler, but parents aren’t allowed to marry their kids.” “But why?” This hole just kept getting deeper. You rubbed Katsuki’s arm, silently communicating to him that he was doing great, encouraging him to keep going as he looked at you with desperation in his eyes. This was by far the most painfully uncomfortable conversation he’d ever had. “It’s a little hard to explain and it’ll make a lot more sense when you’re older, so for now all I can say is that it’s wrong. Do you trust me enough to believe me for now until you’re a little older?” “Yes, I twust you, Daddy. I bewieve you,” she said with a sad, downcast face.

...hugged her tight and kissed her on the top of her head. “I love you so much, baby doll. Thank you for understandin.” With her arms still wrapped around her daddy’s neck she looked at you and said, “You awe so wucky, Mommy.” You covered your mouth, trying not to cry as you nodded. “I know, baby. I love your daddy more than any other man in the whole world and I’m very lucky to be married to him.”

...smirked at you, the love that exploded in his warm chest spreading all the way to the tips of his ears.

₰ Dilf!Katsuki (nsfw)…

…is still buff as fuck well into his 40s. Like, his scowl smile lines are deeper, and you catch the occasional silver hair when it glints in the light just so. But he’s always taken great care of his body and it shows. The padding over his thick muscles has grown fleshier, and maybe he's got a 6-pack now instead of an 8-pack, but he’s stronger than he’s ever been and just as easy on the eyes.

…has always had a high sex drive and that didn’t change one bit after your first child was born. As soon as you were cleared to start having sex again, Katsuki sighed in relief and you both eased back into it. So once your first infant became a toddler who could turn doorknobs, you and Katsuki learned the hard way that you had to start locking doors during sexy time.

…was balls deep in your pussy, wet hips clapping against your ass as he pounded into you while holding onto the headboard. Your desperate whimper turned into a shriek when you heard a familiar little voice behind you. “Daddy? Is Mommy okay?” your son cried out as he hugged his favorite plushie before sticking his thumb back in his mouth.

...let out a string of curses as he threw the covers over your naked bodies before pulling out. You kept your face buried in the pillow, mortified that your innocent little boy just caught an eyeful of his dad’s bare ass popping and flexing and ksnbxjsjjdnn you didn’t even want to think about what else he probably saw. “Yeah haha, Mommy’s fine! Right, Mommy?”

...put his mouth right up next to your ear and hissed, “Help me the fuck out here! It doesn’t look like you’re okay when you’re suffocatin yourself with the damn pillow!” You turned over and pulled the sheet up to your chin. “Yes, sweetie, I’m perfectly okay!” you promised with something between a cringe and a big smile on your face. My gods, you couldn’t even look him in the eye. “We were just…uhh-umm…” “…playing a game!” Katsuki chimed in. “Wif no clothes on?”

...sighed and nodded. “Yeah. Grownups play some really weird ass games sometimes.” Your little boy just stood there, staring at both of you while sucking his thumb, almost like he wasn’t buying it. “Sweetheart?” you sang, “Why don’t you go wake up your other plushies so Mommy and Daddy can get dressed and make breakfast, okay?” “Okay, Mommy.” He gave his father one more suspicious look before slowly walking out of your bedroom.

...looked over at you and lost it, falling back against the headboard while roaring with laughter. “Katsu, stop it!” You slapped his arm. “This is not fucking funny!” But your husband was in literal tears, his loud ass cackle echoing off the bedroom walls. “Ah fuck!” he wiped his eyes. “I ain’t even mad that I’m gonna have blue balls after this!” he howled before sobbing with laughter again. It took you a few days, but eventually you were able to laugh about it too. You're just grateful that your sweet little boy was too young to have formed any long-term memory of that horrifying event.

…smiles and swings his squealing daughter up around after scooping her up in his arms when he comes home from a long mission.

...takes one look at you though and immediately his loins begin to stir.

...props his little girl on his hip and watches as you prance towards him, telling him how happy you are that he's finally home before yanking you up against his side and laying a long, wet kiss on your mouth.

...drags his teeth over his pouty bottom lip while heat spreads across your pretty face.

...kisses and hugs and squeezes and cherishes his daughter before setting her down, explaining that he’s gotta go to the bathroom. And no, it can’t wait. Not if he doesn’t wanna have to explain the long, hardening bulge in his pants.

...winks at you with a daring smirk as he heads back toward the bedroom. You sit your daughter back down at the table to continue coloring, explaining that you've gotta go use the bathroom too before padding after Katsuki.

...is waiting for you behind the door, shutting (and locking!) it before backing you up against the nearest wall and consuming your lips with his. Hands groping at body parts, fingers squeezing flesh, clothes flying every which way. "Mmfuck, missed you so fuckin much, baby," he growls against your neck before sucking your skin between his teeth. You try to keep your whines and moans to a minimum while reaching between his legs for his hot erection. "Missed you too, Katsu," you say before biting his bottom lip. "Need your cock so bad, baby." "Fuck," he hisses when you squeeze the swollen head of his thick cock.

...practically smacks your hand away, grabs the back of your thighs and picks you up. Your arms wrap securely around the back of his thick neck, tongues plunging into each other's mouths as he pushes you up the wall.

...frantically reaches under you to bring the tip of his drooling cock to your entrance and pushes past your tight ring of moist flesh with a soft pop. Your fingernails dig into his back, and you bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out as he slowly buries his hard length deep inside you. A quiet whimper escapes Katsuki's lips when he bottoms out, stilling to keep from cumming prematurely as your walls flutter around him.

...slowly pulls out until just the angry red tip is all that's left inside you. His breath is hot against the side of your face when he thrusts his shaft back inside you, faster this time. Harder. With your ankles locked around his butt you meet his movements, rutting your clit against the tight, glistening honey-colored curls around the base of his cock.

...whose heavy balls draw up closer to his body with every deep thrust, so full of cum he can already feel the beginning of his orgasm pooling, burning up the base of his spine. Time and again he slowly pulls out just to spear you with his aching cock. Over and over. "Shit, (Y/n)," he breathes into your mouth. "I'm gettin so fuckin close already. Want you ta cum on my cock, sweetheart." "Faster, Katsu...oh god!"

...whose blunt fingernails create red crescent moons in the plush flesh of your hips as he pulls you down into his thrusts at a bruising pace. "Yeah baby, keep fucking me just like thahhhh god! Gonna cum, Katsuki! Please!" "That's it, pretty girl, cum for me," he groans, teeth raking over your exposed throat. Your fists pull at his ash blond hair as ecstasy sets every nerve ending in your body on fire. "Oh fuck, baby yeah. Milk my cock with that sweet pussy...mmfffuuuck." With a loud grunt, your husband's legs tremble and his hips slam into yours one last time before coming to a dead stop, unloading almost a week's worth of his sticky hot semen into your throbbing cunt.

...is still cumming when it starts to leak out and drip out of you, his full length still nestled all the way inside you as his nut drips into a small, white puddle on the hardwood floor beneath you.

sorry, that's all i have time to write atm. i'm super sleepy and gotta eat something before getting ready for bed so gotta quickly stick this in the queue. i'll write more dilf!katsuki content soon! my pretty little head is so empty from all the katsuki brainrot today. i'm grinning like an idiot tho. this was fun.

more dilf!katsuki hcs here

reblogs always appreciated! ❤️

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rosepascal · 10 months

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Venom || Joel Miller x Reader

summary: Joel says things he doesn't mean but he's might have pushed it too far this time.

warnings: Joel says mean things, sad joel, insecure joel, arguments. Happy ending? kinda depends on what you view as happy tbh.

a/n: I've been writing too much fluff lately I gotta go back to my roots for some angst to fluff. Also this is for the Pedro Pascal Cinematic Universe Server event!! If you want to participate just join the server and write any drabble about any Pedro character!! Join below!!

Fighting with Joel was exhausting. It didn't happen often which is surprising given his intense and standoffish nature. Maybe small disagreements or stupid petty arguments that ended with silent apologies. Neither of you had the time to hold grudges. Not when the two of you relied on each other for survival.

But in Jackson you don't. need each other anymore. Or that's what Joel thinks in his own fucked up way. You two were together for survival. He's worn down. He's too weak, deaf in one ear. What kind of settled down life could he give you?

But he's selfish. He's so damn selfish because when he wakes up with you in his arms and you smile that sweet smile, he doesn't want to let go. He wants you. To be everything to you. But he knows deep down that he can't be. It's only a matter of time until its gone.

So he does what he needs to. Protect himself. Even if it means pushing away one of the only good things in his life.

"Fuck you Joel!" You hiss as you shove his chest. Wanting him as far away from you as possible. He scoffs in a way that makes you want to punch that stupid face of his.

"Fuck you too sweetheart." He mocks you with the pet name that you normally love hearing from him. There's no remorse, only malice.

"You do not get to speak to me like this. After everything we've been through."

"Don't flatter yourself. It was purely survival."

He doesn't mean it. To him it was much more than staying alive. It was living. Every moment with you made his shitty life worth something. So why is he tearing it down brick by brick. Taking a sledge hammer to his own happiness for what? To be miserable. Miserable, but safe.

The thing is, he doesn't hide it as well as he thinks. At least not to you. The words spit like venom and his eyes are dark and cold. But you don't believe him. Maybe it's your own delusion but you refuse to believe that it all meant nothing to him.

It doesn't comfort you though. If anything it makes you angrier. Angry that he still doesn't trust you. That he won't talk to you like a fucking adult and instead he's lashing out like a child.

"You're so full of shit you know that?"

"Excuse me?" Joel growls, he steps closer but you stand your ground.

"I think you're lying to me and to yourself."

"Like you know me so well."

"Just shut up and listen!" You clench your fists as your throat grows hoarse from yelling. You're tired. You don't want to fight him anymore.

"I love you Joel. I have since we first met. I've seen you at your worst and I'm still here. But unless you start acting like an adult and just fucking talk to me. Then I won't be." Joel can feel his heart squeeze in his chest.

But he's got no right to feel sorry. He's done this himself. He's pushed and pushed and now he's finally broke it. He's gone too far.

"Then leave. I don't need you. I was just fine before you and I'll be fine after." Crossing his arms he digs his blunt nails into his arms. This is for the best. You were going to leave anyway. He doesn't need anyone. He's fine. He's happy.

"You are a coward Joel Miller." Your voice shakes as you stare him in the eyes.

Challenging him, wanting him to take it back. But he won't. He's too stubborn. Without another word you turn and leave. Slamming the door behind you, shaking the whole house.

Joel feels every emotional course through his veins. The walls had crumbled under your soft touch have started to build around his heart again. He sits on the couch, simmering in his anger as he listens to the silence that now fills his house. He lays down, shutting his eyes and letting himself get lost in his head.

He's fine. He's happy. He doesn't need you. He's..fine. He's...alive. He doesn't...he doesn't need you.

It's been a week since you've seen Joel. Ellie, who's pissed at Joel for fucking things up with you, grabbed some clothes for you and you found an empty house to stay in for a bit. Needing to cool down from your heated argument and knowing he needed space.

You thought that telling him off would make you feel better but in all honestly it made you feel worse. You don't want to hate Joel. You want to be together, in the house that you shared. Cuddling, making dinner. Maybe, maybe you could talk things out. But unless he was ready to talk to you then nothing was going to change.

So call it a surprise when you open your door to leave and find Joel standing on your porch.

"Joel?" His eyes dart everywhere but you.

"Can I come in?" He asks.

Stepping aside you let him in. The house is pretty bare. It's lacking the touch of home that his house does. He doesn't say anything as he stands in the living room.

"Why are you here?" You ask him, not wanting to start another fight. He stays silent and you sigh.

"I think you should go." You say reaching for the door.

"I'm sorry." He blurts out.

Your hand freezes as you look back at him. Joel...He doesn't apologize. At least not with words and not often. It's not like he's too proud to admit that he's wrong. He just isn't good at expressing it.

"You were right, I was being a coward and I'm sorry." He wrings his hands together, his eyes looking down, then to you, then back down.

"I...appreciate your apology but I can't pretend that the whole argument never happened." Do you want things to go back to normal, forget this ever happened? Yes. But it can't.

"I know sweetheart, M'not asking you to forget. I just. I needed you to know."

"Tell me what's wrong. Please. Tell me why you were so mean." You plead. If he wanted any shot at fixing things, he needs to do this.

"I...I'm old." He starts slowly. Piecing together the words in a way that makes sense in his head.

"I wouldn't blame you if one day you woke up and decided to leave. Find a better life without me and I couldn't...I couldn't handle that." Being open and honest is hard. He feels a sense of vulnerability that he swore he'd never feel again.

"So you decided to end it before I could?" You finish for him and he nods. You scoff in disbelief.

"Jesus Joel, why couldn't you just talk to me?"

"I don't know." Sighing you lean against the door.

"Do you love me?" You ask. He doesn't hesitate to answer. If the fear in his heart of you leaving tells him anything, it's that you mean more to him than he ever realized.

"With all my heart."

"If the roles were reversed, and I told you I thought I wasn't enough. Would you leave?"

"Absolutely not." He answers quickly. You give him a look and he shifts on his feet.

"So why would you think I'd leave you?" Walking closer you wrap your arms around his waist. Hugging him tightly as you take in the man that you've missed so dearly.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I don't deserve you." He buries his face into your neck. Arms holding you tightly.

"I'm not forgiving you yet. You really hurt me." He nods in understanding, ready to give you the world to earn back your trust.

"Just, promise me that you'll talk to me next time somethings wrong."

"I'll try. I promise." Nodding you let him kiss your cheek. Smiling at the feeling of his lips pressing against your skin.

"Will you come home? I'll sleep in another room if ya want. I just need you home."

"I'll come home, just let me grab my things." He waits patiently as you grab your clothes. He holds out his hand and you take it.

"Ready?" You ask. Is he ready to go home, to heal, to talk to you.

"Yeah, I'm ready." He wraps his arm around you as you make the short walk back home.

You and Joel aren't going to go back to normal overnight. But maybe that's a good thing. Maybe after all of this, things will be better than normal.

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller angst

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lemonmaid · 6 months

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*kicks feet and giggles*

A little bit short, but i enjoyed this! I love writing pups and found families tbh, also Tumblr is being werid with the asks

Warnings: OOC? Omegaverse, vomit, mpreg, two readers? Small angst for Jotaro's part, Fluff, babies/pups.

"Ugh JoJo! Can you hand me a burp rag?" (Name) cringed at the feeling of his pup's vomit running down his back.

(Name) looked into Holy's eyes, "you're a mess" (Name) sighs. Looking at the door and not hearing a sound, "JOSEPH".

The sound of pots and pans dropping and the running up the stairs was all the confirmation (Name) needed.

"Yes dear?" Sweat dropped from Joseph's face.

(Name) glared at Joseph, "can you take her so I can shower please?".

"Can I join?"

"No".

Joseph pouted, but taking Holy into his arms. "Do you need help".

(Name) grumbled, "I needed help two minutes ago". (Name) was utterly exhausted, Holy was only two weeks old and he felt himself age every night with her crying, it doesn't help that Jospeh is a heavy sleeper.

Joseph watched his mate excuse himself into the bathroom, looking down at his small pup Joseph felt a twinge of cuteness aggression, "GAH! You look so much like you're auntie!! Yes you do!! My precious Holy!!".

As he scented Holy, giving her the most love and care, (Name) was stepping out of the bathroom, wincing at the over use of Joseph's scent. "Hon, you're killing me over here".

Joseph looked up, "Grandmother told me that pups need to be scented 24/7! It demonstrates love and affection! That's why my father was so good at showing affection to Lisa Lisa!".

(Name) sighed but smiled fondly at the two bonding. He was lucky to have a mate who was willing to bond with their own pup so much.

"You're changing her next nappy".

"Shit!"

"Language!"

Next one is just Jotaro x Reader, doesn't have to connect to the last one.

"How long will you be gone for?"

Jotaro sighed, "I don't know. But if you can stay here and comfort mom and grandpa".

(Name) rubbed Jolyne's back, "we are supposed to be scenting her for 8 hours on and off to bond with her Jotaro". The two have struggled with fertility over the span of their relationship, well (Name) did, Jotaro was there in need for support him, but since they've had Jolyne, Jotaro kept his distanced.

Jotaro hummed, "this is a family emergency, I'm sure she'll be fine".

(Name) bite his lip, Jolyne wasn't his, biologically, but he loved her like the pup he could never have. "What if-".

"No more what if's, just do" jotaro sighed kissing the top of (Name)'s forehead.

"I'll be back, I promise. I'm just going to find this mysterious pup that old man sired".

(Name) watched Jotaro leave, again. The two have been having.... problems... mostly communication on both ends, well, Jotaro has never been the best to communicate with.

A small whine came from Jolyne as the small pup couldn't sense her sire's presence. "Hush little one". (Name) rocked Jolyne, taking her up the stairs into his nest, resting with her.

"I won't abandon you". (Name) cried.

A few weeks went by, (Name) has only gotten one phone call from Jotaro, asking him to drop off Jospeh at the airport.

"GiGi, this way please" (Name) strapped Jolyne to his chest while grabbing the old man's luggage.

'It feels like I'm taking care of two children'

"Where are we going again?".

"Your grandson needs your help in Japan, sir. Thank goodness the Speed Wagon foundation is helping us again".

As they arrive to the private jet, a worker pulled (Name) aside holding out a phone. "It's for you sir".

Jolyne whined at the sound of the plane's engine running, (Name) tried to hush the pup down, "Hello?".

"(Name).."

"Jotaro! It's been weeks-"

"I know- am- today-". The phone call kept breaking up, the loud engine and Joyne's cries was too much.

"I- love you-".

The line went dead.

#jojo x reader #joseph joestar #joseph joestar x reader #jotaro kujo #jotaro x reader #alpha Joseph joestar #alpha jotaro #omega male reader

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restinslices · 27 days

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Can you write the Lin Kuei boy’s reaction to a surprise spa day by their spouse? Like it’s a rare day off and their partner’s surprised them with a nice day of rest and relaxation?

I’m on meds again and it has me exhausted so this might be short and some may have longer parts than others. I didn’t check. I’m finna go to sleep again

Bi-Han

I wouldn't be surprised if he initially turned it down

He expects things to pop off and for him to be needed so a spa day seems like it'll prevent him from being ready if he's called upon

You don't take no for an answer tho

Grumpy the entire time but doesn't hate it

He just doesn't wanna admit he was wrong and a spa day wasn't torture

I think he'd enjoy things that don't take awhile or something that allows him to still move around

Like, you know when someone is being waxed and they gotta lay there? I don't think that’d he something he'd enjoy

Something like a facemask tho (put it on quickly then he can do whatever else while it dries) he'd enjoy more

Some people get their nails done, and I don't think he's like “absolutely not!” but I don't see him wanting a color. He's a clear gel type of guy

Now I will go back and contradict what I said earlier and say he'd enjoy a jet bath

Has a shorter spa day than the others. At some point he's just like “yeah I'm over it”

“That wasn't so bad, now was it?” “It wasn't terrible”

Just say you appreciate it

Kuai Liang

A spa day? Sure!

I feel like saying he'd enjoy the hot things (sauna, hot bath, them hot ass rocks) is stereotypical because the whole fire thing but imma say it anyway

Probably enjoys activities that you can do as a team

Like sitting in a sauna. You're together and you can chat

Or bathing together

Appreciates a bit of relaxation because his life? Stressful as fuck

Especially if this is after Bi-Han's betrayal

Definitely open to having another spa day. Whether it's a surprise or not

I see all of them as clear gel guys tbh

Also enjoys a jet bath, but honestly who dislikes a good bath?

Dislikes the whole face rubbing shit

Why do I think this? I'm just tryna make them different. I think it's essential to be truthful in our relationship-

Yeah the spa day is for him but he checks in to make sure you're having a good time too

Makes sure to repay the favor. This could mean taking you out to eat after, taking you out another day soon, paying for the next spa day, getting you a gift, ect. Whatever you want.

“How was it?” “It was great! Thank you”

Tomas

Him turning down a spa day? Absolutely not. Do you remember when his last day of peace was? He doesn't

Ignore that this is literally the era of peace-

Enjoys the little vacation and makes sure you know he's appreciative of you thinking of him

You both wanna cater to the other and do what they wanna do first so you have to compromise and take turns

You do what Tomas is interested in, then what you're interested in and then it keeps going like that

Enjoys the steam room because smoke pun obviously

I don't think he necessarily needs to chat the whole time, but he likes you still being near

You MIGHT get him to agreeing to a little waxing

Y'all know how men are. They're all big and strong but squeal when waxing is involved

Milks the entire day for what it's worth. A jacuzzi? He's in there. Steam room? Yes. Massages? Absolutely.

There's nothing he misses. You paid for it so he might as well do everything while he can

Definitely wants to do it again

“So I'm assuming you enjoyed it?” “You really need me to answer?”

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presidentlokis-hornyhelmet · 6 months

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Hi my fav writer, i got u more ideas ehe

Black cat!Reader x Pavitr

― You and Pavitr both had secret identitys and tried to keep it from each other as you both were dating but both of you guys mess up as when you guys found each others suit in each others dorms while you guys tried visiting each other.

Tutor!Reader x Tutee!Pavitr

― You basically tutor your bf, Pavitr as he faisl his class just to get you to tutor him vut he basically gets jelly when he learns that you started tutoring others teens than him.

Princess!Reader x Prince!Pavitr

― This one's actually an au instead if you can make it work but, basically, your parents decided that they wanted to get you married as soon as possible and you thought you wouldnt even like who your parents would introduce to you(same w pavi tbh) but then you both actually start to fall for eachother.

Always sleepy/tired!Reader x Doesnt care!Pavitr

― You're always tired and sleepy so one day, Pavitr just decides to carry you bridal style/on his back while you peppered his face with tired and soft kisses.

Photographer!Reader x Pavitr

― Showing Pavitr your album of candid polaroids of you nd him and shit while you guys sit down in your bed with the fairylights of your room and the lamp beside your bed being the only light sources that you guys have.

Barista!Reader x Barista!Pavitr

― You and Pavitr are both baristas at the same café and you both get scolded at after accidentally being caught on camera making out/kissing cuz you both work the night shift tgt.

Write well (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ 🫶

Breathless

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Pairing: Always sleepy/tired!Reader x Doesnt care!Pavitr Summary: You're always tired and sleepy so one day, Pavitr just decides to carry you bridal style/on his back while you peppered his face with tired and soft kisses.