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devildomsoup · 1 year

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Silly little headcanons #1

Lucifer

Definitely has a favourite pen and everyone dreads the day he will have to change it.

He once shrunk Cerberus and carried him around in a handbag because he had to go to the vet.

Joint pains (no, I will not elaborate)

Has a picture in his wallet of his brothers and MC. Luke is also there for some reason.

Mammon

Will turn off the lights and walk out of his room. Walks back a few moments later to check if he remembered to turn the lights off.

Boops his younger brothers on the nose when he says goodnight.

Considered dying his hair piss yellow at some point.

He swears that Luke is just an annoying little chihuahua that he doesn't care about. But the pictures of him accompanying Luke to the cinema suggest otherwise.

Leviathan

He forgets to throw out socks with holes in them. So sometimes he will just walk around with socks that are barely holding on.

Has a controller that only MC is allowed to use. He will not even use it himself.

Can touch his nose with his tongue

Accidentally called his brothers "Ruri" on multiple occasions.

Satan

Has an album on his phone with pictures of him and Lucifer. Will deny it if you ask him.

Once cursed the entirety of Lucifer's record collection. The curse in question made it so the only song on any of the records was Baby Shark.

When he wants MC's attention he will go "pspspsps."

Satan has put on his blue jacket normally a grand total of 6 times.

Asmodeus

Will wear heels with just about anything. Yes, that includes sweatpants.

A lesser demon once found out about MC's deepest insecurity and started using it to insult them. Asmodeus found out and sent the demon flying through a wall.

He either sneezes like a cat or like an old man. There is no in-between.

He reminds everyone in HoL to drink water and will make sure they do so one way or another.

Beelzebub

Not allowed to be alone in RAD's art supply room. He will eat the paint if left unattended.

He only had 4 shirts until Asmodeus forced him to get more.

Takes Luke with him around RAD when Simeon can't. Also scared of any demon that looks at Luke the wrong way.

He has carried every single one of his brothers to bed more than once. Lucifer is no exception.

Belphegor

Follows the cat rule. If it fits I sits.

Don't tell anyone but his favourite blanket is the jackets of his older brothers.

Will sometimes force people to take a nap with him. Does someone look tired boom it's nap time.

Pops his back really loudly whenever he wakes up

Simeon

Will show anyone and I mean anyone pictures of Luke like a proud father.

Got scammed once and now he's afraid of opening links.

He once accompanied Beel to a workout and ended up destroying a punching bag.

Do not under any circumstances let him be alone in the candle section of a store. Purgatory Hall already has a closet full of them.

Raphael

Tried to kill a fly with one of his spears.

When asked if he wanted anything special for his birthday he requested a cake made by Solomon.

Enjoys watching butterflies flutter around. He will stand absolutely still if one lands on him and stay like that until the butterfly leaves again.

Wins every staring contest.

Luke

Has gotten lost in stores, parks and RAD so many times that he now has a bracelet with the contact info of Simeon and Barbatos. Even though he has his own D.D.D.

Mimics Simeon and Raphael to appear like a mature angel.

He will never admit it but he makes drawings for the brothers.

Luke and MC have a secret handshake.

Solomon

Immune to the pain of stepping on a lego.

Once accidentally turned himself into a rat and nearly got murdered by Barbatos.

Enjoys watching romcoms with MC.

Can and will randomly appear in MC's room tell them a horrible joke and then vanish into thin air.

Thirteen

She has the most random things in her pocket. Watch her pull out a porcelain frog from one of her pockets.

She had a buzz cut at some point.

Will drag you out of bed in the middle of the night so you can test her new inventions.

Loves playing with people's hair. It doesn't matter what texture or length it is. Just let her play with it.

Diavolo

Has a rubber duck collection.

Was introduced to vocaloid and now he won't stop singing World is Mine.

Gives the best hugs. 10/10 would hug again.

Buys Barbatos flowers every week to show his appreciation.

Barbatos

Knows how to tap dance.

Let's MC call him Barbie.

He receives small trinkets from the Little Ds.

Will cradle MC like a little baby when he is stressed or just missed them.

Mephistopheles

He enjoys soup.

He says he hates hugs. But in reality, he might even shed a few tears if you hug him.

A master of building card houses.

Once took care of a bat until it was healthy enough to live on its own.

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scuderiahoney · 30 days

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boop!!!

did you know sharks can lose more than 30,000 teeth in their lifetime?

#lee’s ocean facts #shark

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aryxchse · 23 days

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I was looking for pottery mug ideas in pinterest and it's full of cute ass dates!

LIKE I GOT IT, I AM SINGLE!! Chill with the subliminal messages! Universe directly rubs slaps it in my face at this point!

Like I am gonna cry that I have to do this alone while they are doing matching mugs and bowls together with their lovers!

Will you please give me something (fic or hc whatever you want) like that with Percy so I can keep my clay wet with my tears.

matching art / percy jackson x female! reader

a / n : nO BECAUSE WHY THIS IS THE CUTEST REQ IVE EVER GET??

warnings : cutENESS, y/c/a = your cabin animal, im sorry this is short 😭, SUPRISINGLY NOTHING GUYS HEHE

"percy! it's on my nose nowww," you whined while percy laughed like crazy.

"what's the fun in arts and crafts if we don't get messy a little?" he excused, kissing your cheek. you sighed and chuckled, rolling your eyes at your dorky boyfriend. in your defense, he was very handsome.

it was the arts and crafts hour at the camp, which is your favorite. today's activity was pottery making. everyone was doing colorful or non-colorful -im talking about YOU nico di angelo- mugs, bowls or sculptures. someone made zeus from the clay for gods' sake!

you and percy were making matched mugs together. it was obviously blue. yours was going to be baby blue while his was navy. he already finished his own, drawing sharks and dolphins on it with a little help of some apollo kid. now it was your turn, which you wanted jellyfish and y/c/a on it.

but, of course percy couldn't keep his hands to himself, no matter how dirty they were. he sat behind you and helped you shape the clay. and every once in a while, like now, he would mess with you.

"im not against fun, you're just making me get distracted because my mug will be prettier than yours," you shrugged, making a proud face. percy gasped and bit your cheek, making you yelp.

"how dare you call my sharks ugly!" he said in fake annoyance while giggling. you were no better, squirming and laughing under his touch.

"stop percy, my mug's gonna get smashed!" you yelped and he finally stopped. as your laughs turn into quiet chuckles, he rested his head on your shoulder, hugging your waist.

you noticed his silence and thought you accidently hurt his feelings, so you turned your head. but instead, you found a percy who was resting on your shoulder peacefully. his cheek smushed against your temple, and a faint smile on his face.

"what?" he finally asked, smirking.

"you're not helping me," you said, raising an eyebrow. percy tilted his head. "thought i was distracting you and try to make your mugs ugly?" he giggled, obviously not hurt.

"i won't care if it turns out ugly," you smiled, booping his nose so that he has a clay on his face, matching yours. "it will be perfect for me, since your hands touched it."

#i love finishing my fica with epic romantic lines #like im so lovergirl wheres my percy #and the fact that i IGNORE pinterest couples is embarrasing #like ew (im jealous)#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #perseus jackson x you #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #percy jackson series #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson imagine #percy jackson headcanon #percy x you

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nanaminokanojo · 10 months

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THAWING ICE QUEEN (part 12)

–one night of fooling around with the annoying campus king gojo satoru (he thinks so), turns into...well, something else more long term

CHARACTERS: gojo satoru x you | geto suguru | jjk characters

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

<<prev part 12 next>>

NOTE: This has narration in prose.

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Gojo Satoru was one persistent man, you gotta give him that. When he said your wish is his command, he delivered, so you don't really have any excuses to further refuse him. He took your opinion on the contract seriously, passed it by you without fail and exceeded expectations. You had the choice to stop whatever madness the two of you were cooking up, so you had that as a buffer to see how things go.

It's a very different situation for the both of you. Neither of you had been in bed with the same person twice. You thought that was convenient, spares you from that awkward phase of having to deal with the messy things that come along with commitment. But regardless of how much you and Satoru reiterate on the point of having no strings attached, it was still a form of commitment. You didn't know yet whether you liked the nature of that bond regardless if it was limited to the physical aspect.

But it was convenient. You could admit at least that. If it's just sex, then you wouldn't have to go through the motions of meeting people, getting to know them enough to say they're not psychos and establishing that mutual agreement of never seeing each other again. Satoru was familiar ground for once, and you more or less knew what to expect from him with the security of a written agreement adding to your supposed security.

Now it was a game of waiting to see who is gonna crack first, but that's a problem for future you. It's arrogant to think that there are no consequences to what you are about to involve yourself in because there will be, and you knew neither of you are stupid as to deny that. Accepting that fact is the first step. You'll deal with the mess later.

Or maybe you two were really stupid to be considering it at all. Either way, you didn't really care about the intricacies of it as much as you were annoyed over the fact that Satoru was taking away what you wanted to be a peaceful afternoon. Tolerance sure wasn't his strongest suit as expected of a rich brat who didn't know how it feels to be denied and done have the slightest understanding of the word no.

"You're gonna make me neighbors think I got into a tangle with loan sharks, Gojo," you said the moment you opened the door for him, unable to help it but ogle him. He was clad in gray sweats, a black shirt that fit him so damn well, his platinum hair mussed under a white, Balenciaga baseball cap.

He looked at you from under his cap, those gloriously blue eyes twinkling as he broke into a grin. "Well, you do owe me kisses, sweetheart."

Rolling your eyes, you cocked your head to the side, inviting him in, prompting his next comment: "I see how you're related to Sukuna when you move like that."

You chuckled. "I know how you think he was raised by brigands." You looked over your shoulder with a smirk. "You can opt out of our arrangement now."

Satoru caught up to you, blocking your way to the living room. He bent down to your height, booping you on the nose with his index finger. "Is that a roundabout way of saying you want out? You haven't even signed yet." He waved the file he was holding in front of you. "Ammended and reviewed as you've requested."

You took it, pushing past him and plopping down on the couch. You patted the space next to you as you opened the file, startled when he jumped right onto the spot, also making you bounce on the plush seat.

You momentarily glared at him but he just scooted closer, pointing at the sheaf of papers. "The things you wanted added are highlighted in yellow."

You quietly read the things he indicated, rifling through pages with your eyes. All the while, you could feel Satoru's blue orbs on you, his fingers toying with the tips of your hair. From your periphery, you could see him breaking into a soft smile, so different from his cocky, mischief-filled cheshire grins. Your planned glance turned into a sidelong stare as you whipped your head to actually look at him.

To your dismay, his expression was replaced by surprise, making that smile disappear as if it hadn't even been there in the first place.

"What?"

You shook your head, thinking you probably just imagined it. "Where do I sign?"

You made quick work of that after Satoru indicated where you were to sign, handing him the pen and also watching him do the same.

"And that's a done deal!" he declared, slapping the pen on the coffee table before twisting on his waist to look at you. "Congratulations, I'm exclusively yours."

"Thanks for saying my line for me." You shrugged, feeling the awkwardness of the situation now that your "giggle fits" about the whole contract, as Satoru had termed it, had died down. "So..."

"May I kiss you now?" he interrupted your thoughts, invading your space as he leaned forward, his eyes shifting slowly from your eyes and your lips.

You didn't fail to notice how he emphasized on asking for your permission this time instead of asking whether he was capable of it. "If you're always gonna choose your words like this..." You knocked his cap off his head with one hand while the other glided up from his shoulder to his nape. You pulled him closer, your lips just millimeters from his. "...instead of being such a tactless bastard all the time, I might actually enjoy this more."

He looked at you with hooded eyes. He wasn't one to be distracted from his goals. "So, may I, sweet cheeks?"

"Yes, you mmph –"

Satoru's plush lips were on yours in a split second, pressing gently yet the fact that he was holding back was evident in the way he gripped onto your waist as if he was trying to tether himself to you. He moved his lips against yours in languid motions as if he was testing the waters. You let him although you wondered at that knowing how hungry and all-consuming his kisses can be from experience.

You didn't dislike it, even the way he would pull away in the smallest fractions to nip at your lips before he would give them tiny kitten licks. It was enticing watching him take his time, making you reciprocate in the same small actions but mostly letting him have at it. Satoru's large hands moved from where he was keeping you steady on your arms up to the sides of your neck, his thumb brushing against your jawline.

Just then, he wrenched his eyes from intently paying attention to your lips to meet yours, blinking slowly and absently licking his lips. Satoru looked at you as if he couldn't believe you were in front of him, again breaking into that genuine smile.

"You're so pretty, sweet cheeks," he mumbled, looking absolutely out of it.

You were tempted to snort at his compliment but at the same time, you couldn't, unable to extricate yourself from the moment. This was a new side to him you're seeing for the first time. "That's one kiss today, Gojo."

At that, the spell seemed to have broken as he placed his forehead on your shoulder, chuckling. "You're keeping count?" He blindly fished for something in his pocket before taking your hand in his and pressing something onto your palm.

Before you could look and ask what it was, his lips were on yours again, less experimental this time. He licked at the seam of your mouth, pushing his tongue into it and seeking yours. You gasped when he finally found it, groaning when you responded in kind. Your ears were ringing, your head filled with nothing but the way he tasted in your mouth and the way he was possessively holding you against his taut form while his fingers drew circles on the small of your back.

And just as you were getting used to him and what he was doing to you, he pulled away, your lips parting with a wet sound. You swallowed hard, startled by the sudden loss of contact, and quite frankly, pissed off as well.

He wrapped your fingers on the thing he put in your hand, realizing it was some sort of card. As if he read your mind, he said, "Your key to my private place in the city. I'll text you the address."

With one last peck to your lips which were slightly parted from being flustered, he stood up, putting on his cap. And then he turned to look at you. "Sorry, sweetheart. I have class in half an hour with Yaga." He grinned. "Don't look so disappointed now. I'll make it up to you tomorrow."

You scoffed, also standing up as you regained composure. "Who says I am?" You shook your head, catching sight of the contract on the table. "Take those with you. I don't need Yuki or Iori finding those here."

Satoru laughed, taking your hand and twining his fingers with yours before raising it to his lips and winking at you. "See you tomorrow."

~*~

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or0ch1maru · 5 months

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Akatsuki Beach day HCs?(also include orochimaru if you don't mind) kisame is thriving

Anytime I think akatsuki and the beach I can only imagine absolute chaos

I’m loving all these fun and mushy scripts y’all are sending my way🖤🥺also, please don’t worry if it takes me a while to get to yours, my small business and my job(I work retail and it’s been a HOT MESS with Christmas right around the corner) tend to take up a lot of my time but I promise to get to every one you lovies send in<3

Okay, back to it..

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🐚so for starters I could see Konan being the main planner. Food, drinks, making sure they have enough of literally everything they could need, as well as making sure everybody wakes up on time to leave.

🐠then for the majority of the time they’re at the beach she would be found relaxing under an umbrella reading or watching everybody have a good time.

🦞pain on the other hand would be trying to stop deidara from blowing up Tobi. (I’ll elaborate further down)

🪸pain would definitely be the ‘dad’ of the group, making sure things aren’t getting too out of hand, and failing terribly at it. Zetsu lost a sandal? Just go barefoot, what’s the worst that could happen? He gets a splinter or a rock scrapes his heel. Feels bad when Zetsu starts crying about his foot hurting, would buy him ice cream as an apology.

🌊I imagine Zetsu as being a big softie. Just like Tobi he wouldn’t know what to do first. I also see him having a slight fear of water? Someone tries splashing him he’d close his leaves? Pinchers? Locking himself in his own shelter

☀️he’d find a bucket, a cup, literally anything and start collecting all the pretty shells he spots, even when the bucket gets full, he’ll start stuffing them in his pockets.

🪼our gentle masked comrade Tobi would refuse to take his mask off, let alone his shirt🥺

🐙poor thing couldn’t figure out what to do when they first arrived; go swimming? Build a sandcastle? Collect shells? Stare at the fish and other sea creatures showing themselves in the water? Nope, he decided on doing what he does best, piss off Deidara

🐬doesn’t even mean to do so, deidara is as explosive as his art so of course he’s going to get mad when Tobi accidentally gets sand in his hair.

🐋would retreat far into the ocean on a floaty, avoiding Tobi as much as possible. His hair would be tied up into a bun to keep the sea water from drying it out. Would most likely be those floaties with the little cup holder in it, probably with a beer can or sake in it.

🦭Sasori my man, I can imagine him working on a sandcastle. Using his skills to make a large one with details that would be tedious to anybody but him.

🦐he would volunteer to run up to the shops to grab things his comrades may want. No matter how small or stupid that item might be. Would buy small toys and presents in the gifts shops for everyone. He really enjoys walking through the board walk, will take a break and hang out on the pier for a bit before returning to the group.

🐚the zombie combo would both be talking and trying to pick up the gorgeous women who also decided to head to the beach that day. Hidan of course would be much more outgoing and flamboyant about it. Showing off his muscles and abs.

🐠Kakuzu on the other hand, all he’s gotta do is show off that one smirk of his to have them hypnotized. Wouldn’t care if one of them felt up on his scars or touched his hair. He won’t voice it, not even to Hidan, but he enjoys the attention, even if nothing comes of it.

🦈oh boy Kisame. Do I really have to say anything? As you said, he’d be THRIVING.

🦈would be moving through the water with ease, not even a ripple would be seen as he swims. Within minutes, sharks and other large sea animals would be seen following him around. He’d be so cute about it too, feeding them random shit he’d find, knowing what they want, or giving the sharks little boops on their noses(you can’t tell me you don’t see him doing this) and would be the main one to eat like 90% of the food Konan packed. She would make him join Sasori when going to the shops so he can stock up on everything he devoured.

🦞our sweet boy Itachi would pop into the water for a little bit before wandering off to the tide pools. He would find a patch of sand to sit on, watching as the sea stars and small fish go about their business as they wait for the tide to come back in

🪸would eventually get tired of being in the sun and lay out a towel next to Konan to hang out under the umbrella. They would talk or sit in silence, depends on how either of them are feeling that day.

•snake boy orochimaru would LATHER himself in sunscreen, you see how pale he is? (No offense, i love him) and he would also wear sunglasses to protect his eyes.

🌊I could see him complaining about the sun and trying to avoid it like the plague, acting as if the sun is the worst thing imaginable. Not one to express his feelings well if at all and uses his complaints to hide the fact that he’s actually having the time of his life. Would put a fish or eel in a jar, wanting to bring it back to the compound to keep as a pet until Konan tells him release it. Promising to take him to a pet store to get one there instead.

☀️towards the end of the day, moving into the early evening the whole group would play volleyball or fuck around in the water, splashing each other until everybody’s out of breath.

#akatsuki #orochimaru #konan headcanons #zetsu x reader #hidan headcanon #deidara x reader #kakuzu x reader #obito my beloved #orochimaru stories #kakuzu headcanons #sasori x reader #kisame headcanons

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yandere-kokeshi · 1 year

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Yandere Shinso with curvy gn neko reader

Request(ed?): Yes! - gn reader with shinso? They have a cat quirk that functions with ears and a tail, plus, they are curvy and have blump hips...? — Requested by 🦴 anon.

Warnings: NSFW headcanons towards the bottom; minors dni!!

Authors note: This was soooo cute!!! I may have gone overboard so enjoy haha. Also, there may be some mistakes; Kloe is busy atm with their private life :)

His dream has finally come true. Years and years of dreaming of petting your ears and messing with your cat-like instincts are making him a blushing and smirking mess.

Hitsoshi will definitely be using the nicknames: kitten, kitty, whiskers, and mama-cat. Not that he uses these before, but they are more prone to show up due to your quirk.

Whenever you yawn or sneeze, showing your fangs and narrow tongue, he gets very bashful. I can't promise you that a few times you'll yawn, he'll boop your canine teeth or try to pull your tongue.

Because of his insomina, that has yet to go away during his adult years, he loves that you sleep mostly the day and practically stay up all night. He gets to cuddle more, and he has a reason to sleep in with you during the weekends.

Those slitted eyes of yours make him feral! He absolutely loves how they change from 'cute' to 'serious' very quickly. This also includes with him messing with your cat-like instincts! Hitoshi will buy many, many cat toys (Ex. Laser pointer, feather wand, and cat-nip) to see if you act like 'an actual cat'.

If you ‘nyah’ around him, he’ll literally pass out with a nose bleed. If he does hear you make that sound, he'll tease you and beg for you to do it again: "Come'on kitty, no need to be embarrassed. Pretty please, do it again."

Definitely will twirl your tail in his giant hands when he's relaxing and bored. However, if it's sensitive, he will be more cautious around it but at times, he has impulsive mood-swings where whenever he sees it swing side-to-side, he grabs it ‘angrly’ and slightly tugs on it.

Hitoshi loves to play with you, so when you ‘love-bite’ him, it never bothers him and practically (silently) begging for you to do it again.

If you can change into a cat, he’ll definitely love for you to turn into it! And yes, this includes him buying the best cat-trees for his lover. He’ll even buy the famous shark, sushi, and honey cat-bed; hoping you’ll lay into them if you decide to turn into that form. He'll also be hoping that you'll want to lay with him, maybe on his chest or lap; Hitoshi really wants to love on you.

Always preps kisses all over your face, ears, and tail; including your chonky cheeks and neck; including gently teasing you by grazing his teeth, to hint, that he'd like to be bitten on his body.

Whenever you snuggle and rub yourself against him, it never fails to make him smirk and chuckle out loud. He finds your behavior so cute and hard to resist his urge to squeeze your plushy body.

Hitoshi will buy you cute lingerie to wear in, including bow ties for your tail and a bell choker, hoping to pull on it as he snaps into you fastly; holding your love handles like his life depends on it.

If he can have bite marks on him or you, he's set for the whole day. He'll purposely wear shirts that reveal his neck to show others that he's taken by his favorite kitten.

Hitoshi always loves to cum onto your back, watching it drip down your lower bottom and mix it with your tail; don't worry, he helps you clean up afterwards.

Giving head to Hitoshi is always an adventure. Your tongue against his erect shaft feels amazing, he's never felt something like this before; quiet groans coming from the man above you while he rubs your ears, watching you resist the urge to slightly graze your teeth against his length.

Will playfully pull your tail as you take the chance to be control, teasing you with his manipulative voice: "You can do it, come'on... I know you have it kitty. Be a good kitten and cum for me, will you?"

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blueysobssesions · 1 year

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Imagine~

Fem! Reader x husband! Leon

y/n and leon playing with their precious Daughter and his daughter and wife suprise him with a costume from an anime (sailor moon UwU) and persuade him to try it for a family matching costumes hihi

Btw love your fanfic,

You deserve a sweet cookie 🍪

Thank You for the cookie anon !!! I don't really know about Sailor Moon but I am obsessed with their art style! Anyways... I'm thinking about You being sailor moon and Leon - Tuxedo mask (Please tell me that I'm doing it right?) and maybe your daughter in a sailor moon mini version ??

This was so cute to write ><"

D/n = Daughter Name

(938 words)

Husband!Leon kennedy x Wife!Reader

"Daddy! Give it back!" Your daughter whined as she tried to reach the toy that was taken away from her by her dad. "Where's my good morning kiss, huh?" he said, “You'll get your kiss once you give my toy back!” She tried to get it by jumping, but failed. “You promise?” He can see his daughter making a sad face. She nodded, and Leon smiled and gave her toy back. D/N took it from his grasp and embraced it. Leon just looked at her in awe. “Where's my kiss?” he asked. He kneeled down so she could reach him. She smiled and leaned in to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "I love you, dad!" she said, then hugged him with the toy in her hands. Leon wants to cry so bad because of how loving and caring his daughter was. She yelped when he suddenly lifted her up and set her on his arms “Why don't we wake up, mommy?” He looked at her with a grin. She giggled and nodded. Leon then made his way towards the shared bedroom while holding his daughter. It's 8 in the morning, and you're still not awake. He was standing in front of the door and slowly opening it to not wake you up, and there you were. All cuddled up and sleeping peacefully. He then looked at his daughter and whispered, “Go and wake mommy up, and maybe I'll buy that cereal you always wanted.” Her eyes widened with excitement as she jumped out of his grasp and ran towards you. He laughed, feeling grateful for these small moments of joy with his family. He watched his daughter climb up on the bed and plop herself on top of you. “Mmmmm,” you groaned, your eyes slowly starting to open. “Goodmorning beautiful!” “Mommy!! Wake up!” You winced at the loud noise coming from your daughter but smiled. “Mmm, good morning, you two.” Your daughter then laid herself next to you. “Hey, sweetie, did you have a good nap?” you said as you slowly stroked her hair. “mhm! I did,” she smiled. You then felt Leon crawl behind you and place his arms on your hips while lying down. You turned your head to look at Leon and smiled back at him. The three of you then lay there, enjoying the moment in comfortable silence.

The living room was filled with the sound of giggles from your daughter. You laughed as you tickled her as she lay down. “M-Mom!! haha! Nooo!” you laughed. “Alright alright… You little minx!” Giggling, she sat up. Suddenly, you remembered something: Hey, d/n, let's surprise Daddy?" Yeah? You smiled at her, and her eyes sparkled. You giggled; she's really fond of surprises when they're coming from you. “Yeah! How are we going to surprise him?” she asked you with an eager look on her face. “I recently bought costumes for us! And I know it will be cute on you,” you said as you boop her nose, making her giggle. “You know how much he just loves seeing you being cute.” Leon melts when he sees his daughter in a cute shark hoodie. He would take pictures and brag about it to his close friends, including Chris. He always says that his daughter is the cutest thing in the world, and he can't resist spoiling her with toys and treats. “C'mon! Let's get dressed!” You stood up; you were about to give a hand to her, but seeing how excited she was, she ran towards the bedroom.

The smell of pancakes filled the kitchen. Leon was humming while cooking the pancakes, which were in the shape of a heart. When he saw the pancakes were ready, he turned off the gas and put the pancakes on the plate, saying, “Breakfast is ready!” Just be ready to see him in an apron saying, “Best dad.” “Coming!" he smiled when he heard d/n. He put the pancakes on the table with the syrup. He was happy to have made his daughter's favorite breakfast on a lazy Sunday morning. Footsteps were then heard: “Finally! I made your favorite.” He couldn't continue his sentence because he was stunned at what he was seeing. You are wearing what looks like a cosplay costume, and his daughter is in a mini version of the cosplay. He stood there for a moment, trying to comprehend what was happening, before finally asking, "What's going on here?" “Daddy! Look at me! I'm little Sailor Moon!” she said proudly to him. He smiled at her and said, "You look just like her with your hair in those buns. Have you been practicing your moon tiara action pose?" Her daughter then giggled and went to sit on the chair to eat the pancakes. “And you,” he said, then made his way towards you, his arms wrapped around your waist “You look beautiful and adorable in these,” he chuckled, kissing your cheek. “Well, I bet you'll look handsome in a tuxedo mask.” You grinned at him. You then brought out the clothes behind you. He chuckled again, knowing that you were up to something. As you handed him the clothes, he looked at them. “Really?” He looked at you, and you laughed. “C'mon! Join in! You're going to look fine in that. You flirted, and it seemed that it worked. He smiled back and replied, “Thanks, but I'm more into you wearing the Sailor Moon costume,” he said as he pecked your lips. “D/N wants to see you in that costume, though.” You whined at him, giving him your puppy eyes that he couldn't dodge. He chuckled and pulled you closer. “Well, if it's for D/N's sake, I guess I have no choice but to wear it, huh?” and god, he was definitely hot when he wore it.

Yes, I'm back doing the requests!!!!

#resident evil #re #resident evil x reader #re x reader #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy x reader fluff #fluff #x reader #re fluff #resident evil fluff #resident evil x reader fluff #blueyheartzposts

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snootlestheangel · 8 months

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Just A Dude!Ghost Monster AU

Side note before this post gets rolling, I love that my post with the highest notes starts with "I don't know who else" and I think that's very reflective of what Tumblr is like XD

Anyways

We're doing it! We are writing a Monster AU featuring Ghost as the only human despite what everyone else thinks! As far as I am concerned, mostly gonna post it here on Tumblr, since I don't really have much right now for it, mostly just little blurbs but if needed for readability, I'll put it on AO3 (under my profile FeelzMaster)

I'm gonna go ahead and give y'all the rundown of what species are featured, kinda what this world's like, the stuffs, ya know? TW: talks of death (just how they can die, relax)

Soap

To be 100% honest, I really wanted to do the whole werewolf!Soap thing cause it's just so perfect for him, but I thought back to a post I made about him being lightning and thought HUH WHAT IF?

So, partially inspired by @tactax-art and their depiction of Soap dealing with fire 'n shit, I have made Soap a unique type of "nymph". Technically, nymph isn't the right word, but neither is elemental, and the true name of these things is so old it's real translation has kinda lost meaning so they stick to describing themselves as "nymphs" or "elementals".

He is a Lightning Nymph, which is rare but that's apparently what happens when you cross an "atmospheric" air nymph (his mum) and a less traditional water nymph (his dad). He's often seeing consuming/messing with things that have electrical charge in order to keep up his own energy (Gaz once had to watch him literally lick an exposed outlet and maintain a straight face). Every time it storms, he's outside somewhere as high as he can get so he can soak up the natural static energy that comes with storms. He can and will shock people for the fun of it.

As for abilities, he's obviously highly conductive, can manipulate electrical energy but it's pretty exhausting so it's more of a life or death thing, he can glow in the dark if he wants to, and he's hyper aware of changes (due to ~energy~). His diet is batteries... Jk, but seriously he does not eat like a human would, he straight up eats things that will help with energy. Like I said earlier, he's licked an exposed outlet like it was an espresso shot. Downside is he can't see for shit in the dark so he's reliant on sensing energies, nightvision, or having one of his buddies that can see in the dark guide him. Can be killed if his brain stem is destroyed, but is also very weakened by the typical stuff (gunshots, stab wounds, severe bodily trauama, etc). but can be severely weakened by being trapped in insulated rooms/wrapped in insulators. If exposed to these things and not able to find a sustainable source of electrical energy, he will die. (rubber, steel, copper are some good insulators)

Gaz

I don't know why but I'm gonna make him a Siren. For some reason Siren!Gaz just melts my heart and I wanna hold him. I don't care if he can lure me to my death with his voice, I wanna hear him sing :'(

He's typically pretty human appearing, it's a natural instinct for Sirens, but when he's tired or distracted (like working out/doing paperwork), you can start to see some very fish-like qualities. Mostly very gorgeous iridescent scales around his ears, eyes, neck, shoulders, knees, top of his feet, and back of his hands.

Can breathe underwater, has the best vision in the dark, eats like a typical person but with more sea food cravings or cravings for fatty foods (like human), when in full Siren form he doesn't have a "mermaid's" tail, it's much more shark-like so he can accelerate really fast. Generally just more shark-like, except his scales are fish-like. His nose, like sharks, is super sensitive to certain changes, so booping his nose always throws him off if it's surprise, but he will also bump his nose into people/things without realizing it to get a better sense of it. Can be killed by things humans can, susceptible to parasites.

Price

Honestly, his has been the hardest but I'm gonna do changeling. I honestly don't know a lot about them, and quite frankly I've already got one homebrewed monster here, so why not another?

He's definitely the one everyone mistakes for being human cause he's so good at keeping up appearances. But there are always times where Price manipulates his appearance/body just enough that it's a little startling for those that believed him to be human to suddenly realize he's very much not.

He's got better eyesight in the dark than a human, but nowhere near close to what Gaz has. He's good at picking up on scents though, as his nose is a bit more attune to sniffing out humans than anything. He's not a bloodsucker, but changelings typically feed on weakened/ill/very old/very young humans, so he's able to tell when something is wrong with someone. Stifles the more violent urges of his species by eating a primarily meat heavy diet with a lot of raw veggies for the crunch. Most susceptible to things with iron or salt (obvi) but can still be fatally wounded by stab wounds/gunshots. Most other stuff won't kill him but it'll certainly hurt and he'll complain the entire time.

Alejandro and Rudy

These two are werewolves and Los Vaqueros is their pack :'). Most Vaqueros are also werewolves, but they do have a variety of other creatures commonly found in North America.

And finally, the whole point of this: we got our boy Ghost as a literal human being. Nothing more, just a dude. A dude with so much fucked up shit happening to him constantly it's just assumed he must be inhuman. NOPE! He's just a dude, a very very unlucky, and probably cursed, dude.

So yeah, that's what I have so far! Working title is "Cheers to the Unknown"

Taglist (if you want added let me know in the replies/reblogs): @tacticaltaxonomist @cthulhusstepmom

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thylacines-toybox · 30 days

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can I boop any sharks, or cats!

A catshark would have been a really funny answer for this one, but the closest I have is a bamboo shark...

#thyl-ask-ine #boop boop

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sphylor · 9 months

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i've been thinking... everyone assuming that dew has gone kitty because he's gone all quiet and he's curled in on himself, but he's actually age regressed

it made more sense in my head, i swear, haha !

AWWW YEAH!! i love this idea so much!! this is incredibly rambly and not meant to be like, actual writing but yeah

they're all watching a documentary together and Dew curled up next to Rain and hid his face in his side about halfway through and hasn't said a word since. Rain noticed him pull out little mousey and hold it to his cheek. he runs his hand through Dew's hair and whispers "hey kitty you ok?"

but instead of a meow or chirp he hears a small muffled voice say "'m'not a kitty, Rainy?" When he pulls back to look up at Rain he has the most adorable scrunched up confused face.

it takes a second for it to click in Rain's head what's actually happening but when he realises he boops his nose to make him smile "oh im sorry little one. you ok? you feeling hungry or thirsty?"

again Dew scrunches up his face to think about it but replies "yeah.. firs'y. cup p'eeease?"

Rain smiles the biggest smile and says "of course i can get your cup. do you want juice? or just water?"

"apple joos!!" Dew makes the cutest little grabby hands towards Rain at that point.

"okay you just sit here with Mounty while i go get your juice. I'll be right back." and he gives him a little kiss on the forehead.

"'kay Rainy." Dew giggles at the kiss and Mountain gently pulls him onto his lap to snuggle and watch the documantary together whilst Rain's in the kitchen. luckily its one about the ocean so Dew still enjoys it when little. he points to a shark on screen at one point and says "Mounty tha's Rainy. tha's the Rainy shark!"

Rain comes back with his sippy cup he uses when he's little (its blue with orange cats on it) and they all snuggle up together. Dew falls asleep before it finishes, rubbbing his eyes yawning and holding onto Rain so tight, and they decide to just have a ghoul pile that night.

#little!dew #kitty dew #rain ghoul #sorry it took so long to answer this everytime i went to write it i got so excited about it and just couldnt!! hjbfdshjhdfhb #its just so sweet!!#regressed ghouls my beloved

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marblemoovt · 1 year

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His name is Jeff!! - Wade Wilson/Reader

Masterlist

Rating: General

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Fluff. Pure fluff, baby.

Summary:

During a snowstorm, you bump into a strange man walking his pet… shark?

------ “Easy, boy!” A voice shouts from behind. You whip around and squint, trying to see through the whirlwind of snowflakes. The approaching crunches and thumps grow louder. Before you have time to react, a ball of gray and white knocks you onto your ass.

You groan, rubbing your sore tailbone. What just hit you? A dog? Your eyes catch a red leash on the ground. Following its trail, you meet fins and rows of sharp teeth. Definitely not a dog. It’s a… shark with legs?? And it’s wearing a harness? Maybe you died of hypothermia, now wandering in another plane of existence where sharks live on land.

Note:

I've been wanting to write a Deadpool fic and I also adore Jeff the Landshark. So here is a culmination of my love for the two.

Honestly, it was nice to just write something goofy and not feel pressured to try and fit a lot of story/plot.

Happy Reading! ( •̀ ω •́ )y

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Meat popsicle. You feel like a meat popsicle right now. It started snowing a few days ago and hasn’t stopped since. The cold air nips at your cheeks and nose. Frost crunches beneath your feet. What are you doing in this godforsaken weather?

Hot chocolate. You were craving a cup and decided to walk to the nearest cafe despite the snowfall warnings. The weather wasn’t too bad when you left your apartment. Now you can barely see two feet in front of you. White blurs your vision, and you wrap your scarf tighter.

“Easy, boy!” A voice shouts from behind. You whip around and squint, trying to see through the whirlwind of snowflakes. The approaching crunches and thumps grow louder. Before you have time to react, a ball of gray and white knocks you onto your ass.

“Aaaand Strike!!” A man in a red, skin-tight suit and a fluffy bathrobe appears in front of you. “Sorry! The little guy’s very rowdy” He holds a hand out to you, but your butt remains planted on the ground. You stare at him, then at the shark by his side—is that its tail wagging? Yeah, you’ve definitely died. Because what the fuck is this?

“Am I dead?” you ask, eyes wide.

The man cocks his head to the side and then laughs to himself. “Didn’t you check the warnings? There’s no major character death here. This is pure fluff, baby.” He boops your nose and calls you a “silly goose.”

You smack his hand away from your face. “What are you—“

He cuts you off. “Are you gonna get up? Aren’t you worried your ass will freeze and fuse to the ground?” He pauses and mutters, “Is that even possible? I guess that’s up to the author.” You don’t think he’s even talking to you anymore. This man is clearly on something—he has a pet shark for crying out loud! Or maybe you’re the one tripping? Can hypothermia cause hallucinations? The creature pads up to you and sniffs your boot.

Considering how superpowers exist, a walking shark seems like a plausible concept. But seeing it with your own eyes does not quell your disbelief. “Is that, um, is that a shark?” you ask, reaching a tentative hand for the creature to sniff. Smooth skin leans into your touch, and vibrations rumble under your palm. You laugh, staring in awe as the shark rubs its head against your hand.

“His name is Jeff!!” There’s a lilt in the man’s tone, and the lower half of his mask lifts. The corners of your lips curl up in response.

“Hi, Jeff?” You pet Jeff on the head. His purrs send a pleasant tingle through your fingertips. Is this even biologically possible? Your thoughts are interrupted when a slimy tongue lathers your palm. You scrunch your nose but thank Jeff. His tail drums against the frost-ridden concrete.

“He likes you already!”

There’s one question that’s burning on the tip of your tongue. You glance at the man and whisper, “Is it insensitive of me to ask why he has legs?”

Red hands clamp over Jeff’s ears. “Shhhh! Not so loud! He doesn’t know he’s not supposed to have ‘em.” You stutter out an apology and scramble off the ground. Laughter rings through the howling wind. “I’m just messin’ with ya. Jeff and I are two peas in a pod; he was someone’s science project.”

You sigh, the tension melting from your shoulders.. “What about you? Who are you?” You know the shark’s name but not his. Come to think of it, you haven’t introduced yourself either. Although giving your name to a strangely dressed man is probably not a good idea.

“I’m Deadpool!” He points at himself. The eye area of his mask crinkles, and you roll your bottom lip over your teeth. You try to figure out if it’s some sort of stage name and if it correlates to his suit. Although you were under the impression that strippers wore less, not more.

Pursing your lips, you shake your head. “Never heard of it.”

He gasps, “Not it, him, me. I’m a highly coveted mercenary.” You can't decipher between pride and delusion in his tone. Most mercenaries you’ve seen on the news don’t sport fluffy bathrobes and fuzzy slippers. Or maybe it’s a tactic meant to disarm unsuspecting targets? Slippers do also make lethal weapons.

You raise a brow. “Ok, Mr. Desirable. What are you doing in the middle of a snowstorm dressed like that?” You glance down at the cute bunny slippers on his feet.

“Don’t you have eyes? Although if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be reading this.” He rubs his chin. “Maybe you use text-to-speech like Al,” he mutters. Sweeping his arms in a grand gesture, he directs your attention to Jeff chewing on an icicle. “I’m walking my shark!” Jeff pauses momentarily, glancing up at the two of you before resuming his gnawing. The ice clinks against his teeth and crackles when pieces crumble off.

A gust of wind ruffles your hair, and its freezing hands claw at your face. “You’re not cold?” you ask, shaking from the breeze. His suit doesn’t look very thick, and the bathrobe—there’s no way it’s providing him with any warmth—must be soaked by now. You don’t even want to imagine what walking in his slippers feels like.

“Nope, not unless you’re offering to warm me up. In that case, the rating would have to bump up a couple levels.”

You bark out a laugh, confused by the second half of his response. “Don’t I have to take you out to dinner first?”

He chuckles, and the warm timbre is a campfire in this blizzard. Suddenly the wind doesn’t sting as much as it did before. “Funny! I sure know how to pick ‘em.” You can't see, but you can hear the affection in his tone. It’s almost drowned out by the thumping of your heart. “And what are you doing in a snowstorm, beautiful stranger—who I definitely have never seen before?”

You hum, but no matter how much you prod your brain, you don’t recall seeing him before. His outfit—fluffy attire excluded—is hard to miss. “Looking for the cafe,” you answer.

He claps his hands, his body trembling with excitement. “Oooh, I could go for a peppermint mocha. Jeff loves eating whipped cream.” At the mention of whipped cream, the ground thuds with small tremors.

You glance at Jeff. “I don’t think sharks are supposed to ea—”

“I’m inviting myself on your perilous journey,” Deadpool butts in. His chest puffs up, and he squares his shoulders. The wind’s perfect timing billows his bathrobe behind him like a cape.

You cross your arms, an amused smile tugging at your lips.“Who said it was perilous?”

“Because you’ve been wandering in circles for the last 20 minutes. The cafe is right there.” He points to his right, and the faint light of the cafe sign winks at you. How did you not see that earlier?? It’s like something was preventing you from noticing it.

“The snow makes it hard to see,” you huff. Heat prickles your neck, and you crouch down to pet Jeff again.

Deadpool stares at you, his gaze searing into the crown of your head. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asks.

You keep your eyes on Jeff. His large eyes look up at you, the remains of an icicle dangling between his teeth. You stroke his head, and the familiar rumble soothes you. Taking a deep breath, you look up at Deadpool. His gaze sends your stomach fluttering. Something about this man makes you want to know him better. You answer his question with another question. “Why? So you can warm me up later?”

He shuffles his feet and asks, “Is it working?”

You bite your lip, but a grin spreads across your face. “Why the hell not.”

Deadpool bounces on the balls of his feet, pumping a fist into the air. “Yes!” There’s a short intermission where he freestyles some dance moves. Jeff joins in with some stomps and spins of his own. The entire performance leaves you in tears, your chest aching with laughter and not the bitter chill of winter.

He holds his hand out to you. And this time, you accept it.

Bonus Scene:

Wade exits the cafe, carrying Jeff in his arms. “Jeff, buddy, you deserve an award for the ultimate wingman.” Today went even better than he expected! He’s seen you before but never gathered the courage to talk to you. You lived a relatively ordinary life, and well, he didn’t.

So when he was taking Jeff out on his daily adventure and saw you standing in the middle of the snowstorm…. He thought you looked stunning. Your cheeks and nose were tinged red, but the snowflakes sprinkled throughout your hair glimmered like tiny gems. For a moment, he didn’t dare breathe—terrified to ruin the beautifully crafted picture in front of him. So when his grip slackened, and Jeff bounded towards you, he panicked— a lot.

But you didn’t find him irritating at all. You even made jokes! How did he get so lucky? He can’t wait to—

“Mrrr!” Jeff kicks his limbs to grab Wade’s attention, his tail whipping his forearm.

“Yeah, yeah. I know the deal. I got two pounds of ribeye waiting at home.” His fingers skim Jeff’s underbelly, and the shark lets out a wheeze. His lips spread into a smug grin. “I knew single fathers are irresistible.” He’s already getting ahead of himself, fantasizing about how you would be a great shark parent. And while you can’t adopt a land shark at shelters, maybe you can adopt a cat instead! Jeff needs a buddy for when he goes out for a job.

Wade continues skipping to his apartment, giggling to himself. He replays today over and over inside his head.

“Mrr?”Jeff tilts his head, tongue lolling out of his mouth.

“Of course I’m happy. I learned their name and got their phone number.” He shifts Jeff in his arms and fingers the napkin in his pocket.

“Mrrr.”

“I gotta double the steaks?” Wade gasps, holding Jeff up to meet his eyes. “You’re squeezin’ me dry here, buddy.” Jeff flicks his tongue and leaves a slimy trail across his mask. “Awww, fine. But only cause you helped me score a hot date for tomorrow.”

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End Note:

I'll see you guys at my next hyperfixation! (。・∀・)ノ

Reblogs are appreciated!

#deadpool x reader #wade wilson x reader #marvel x reader #deadpool #wade wilson #fluff #first meeting #Jeff is the ultimate wingman #He already told you there's no major character death #Why are you checking the tags #Brb repairing the fourth wall rn #gender neutral reader #no y/n

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dizazter-dragoon · 11 months

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You:1 | Kirishima:1

So, uh, I accidently lost my Gym Bro Switch!Kiri x Switch!Reader wip cause I was an idiot- So here's the mild beginning while I rewrite the rest

Synopsis- You try to get a headstart on Gym Day with Kirishima with mixed results.

Tags- aged up(obviously), gn!reader, dragon!reader, switch!reader, switch!Kiri, size difference, consensual roughhousing, no smut...yet

Word Count- 551 words

This is still an Adult Blog , so Minors DNI

A knock at the door had Kirishima stumbling out of his bedroom in the pre-dawn light. The hulking hero yawned wide, sharp teeth glinting and vision blurry, as he sleepily shuffled towards the entrance. What time was it even?

Opening the door wide, Kirishima barely had time to process the peculiar sight of 2 coffee mugs on the sidewalk before your heels swung down from above the door frame into his field of vision. His ruby eyes widened as he sprang to catch you by your hips as your swinging tackle hug knocked you both to the ground right inside the threshold. The impact forced a big “OOF” from the huge pro hero sprawled on his back beneath you.

“Mornin'! ” You chirped down at Kiri, scaled tail happily whipping to-and-fro behind you. Cracking your fingers, you crossed your legs to sit on his lap as he groggily sat up on his elbow. You reached out with one claw and booped him on the nose, snatching back the appendage before he could give it a retaliatory chomp. “That's Me:1 and You:0, my guy.”

Kirishima's chuckle rumbled in his chest, and you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy the way it reverberated through your smaller frame. “Not very Noble to attack before the sun's risen” He teased, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, “Doesn't count before coffee, remember?”

You gave an amused snort and threw your head back in the direction of the travel mugs on the pavement. “Oh look- Coffee.” you smiled down at him mischievously, “Besides- when do villains fight fair?”

Kiri rolled his eyes despite not being able to help the sharp grin spreading across his face. Oh ho, two could play that game.

His muscular arms were hoisting you into the air before you even registered him rolling forward off of his elbows and picking you up off of his lap.

One second you were on top of the stunned scarlet haired hero- and the next your back was whamming against the wall next to the door, forcing the air out of your lungs with a sudden whoosh.

You tried to squirm out of his hold, you really did. If it weren't Eijiro “built like a fucking fridge” Kirishima, you probably would have succeeded. His grip under your arms was like stone as he kept your pinned just above him. You noticed in your dazed state, that your shoes dangled almost comically a good couple feet off of the floor. However your attention was quickly grabbed by the shark teeth grazing your collarbone, as he nipped his way up to your ear.

“Looks more like 1:1 to me, Dude” He pulled away from your neck and gave your flushed form a once over and quirked a eyebrow, “Unless you can get out of this hold without destroying my drywall?”

The rough treatment and teasing nearly left you as breathless as the physical exertion. Your tail thumped against the wall as your face flushed with slight embarrassment. Avoiding Kirishima's smug grin you craned your head as much as you could behind you to look outside, before turning back to face him.

“Does-Doesn't count b-before coffee?” you panted out weakly with a broad smile, thumb pointing at the abandoned lattes behind you both.

“1:1, Brat”

#Reader just wants to climb Red Riot like a Redwood #At least we brought caffeine #Gym Bros Prequel #switch!reader #brat!reader #kirishima x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mild spice #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijirou #minors do not interact #Zaz drabbles #banner by the lovely @cafekitsune

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