RAAAA YOU JUST LOST THE GAME ANYWAYS HI WE HAVENT TALKED IN AGES HOW ARE YOU

ALSO I SAW YOUR OP HEADCANNONS SO IF I COULD COULD I REQUEST SOME ACE HCS?

(ALSO IM ONLY ON SKYPIA ARC BUT I MISS THE GREASY BOY ALREADY😭)

Portgas D. Ace Tickle Headcanons

A/N: Ahhhh! Hi Rando 👹 I’m doing okay! And of course! I enjoyed seeing Ace in the Alabasta arc and honestly he’s such a ball of joy. Gotta love him. He has such a cute little smile and I love him so much 😭 But honestly, I can’t wait to see more of him! Thank you for requesting this because MAN I love writing One Piece requests. Especially for my boy Ace. I hope you enjoy!

• Right out of the gate, he’s fifty-fifty. He tickles people and gets tickled the same amount. He may tickles people more but he doesn’t mind either way.

• Very mischievous. Always has a big grin on his face like he’s plotting (which is he) when he’s about to tickle someone or is tickling someone.

• Playful. Constantly joking around and teasing people. Lots of nicknames and childish jokes.

• “You’re so loud! I Can’t hear what you’re saying! Guess I’ll continue tickling you, ‘giggles.’”

• He’d laugh along with whomever he’s tickling, he finds laughter super contagious and he enjoys making others laugh, especially since it’s so easy.

• He’ll chase you around if you try to dodge his tickling. He’s strong willed. So he’d chase someone for however many miles he has to run, then tackle them like he’s a pro wrestler once he catches them.

• Fire Fist makes it a point to match the energy. If he tickles someone more shy and bashful, it’s gentle, silly, and fun. If it’s someone more head strong and prideful, he’s much more fast and all over with it since it becomes a battle of pride. Bunches of pokes every way. And if you’re somewhere in the middle, a little bit of both worlds.

• Luffy + raspberries. That’s happened a lot, and he’ll always do raspberries due to the silliness.

• Ace however is also someone to never stop tickling someone until they surrender. Then he’d cheer and stand right up, probably do a little shimmy dance, stick his tongue out and then go “HAH! I win!” And playfully brag about it.

• At least he did that with Luffy. He’ll sometimes have a more gentle side where he’d ruffle the persons hair and compliment their laugh after they surrender. Maybe even put his hat on them.

• On the flip side, he’s someone to either take the challenge head on(which is the majority) or get slightly bashful and nervously try and back off.

• “Eh? You want to..? I… d-don’t know about that. Come on. Anything else you could do?” He’d ask while nervously scratching his neck or fiddling with his hair.

• Or on the other hand, he’d laugh and basically take on the challenge, and probably make it into a tickle fight. He’s usually physically strong enough to turn the tables and fight it off.

• Nonetheless, Ace’s laugh is loud and hearty. You won’t miss it, you’ll hear it and you’ll hear the joy in it. It’s quite infectious.

• If he happens to be losing during a tickle fight, he’ll often curl up in a ball and start yelling to abort the mission as if he’s some captain.

• Ace is a squirmer when tickling is a thing, so that being said, hair goes everywhere, his hat is across the room, he lost his necklace whenever he lost his pride to embarrassment, and he can’t find it. So he’ll usually spend a moment or two after tickling to try and find where his necklace flew off to since he probably accidentally flung it off.

• Luffy used to tickle him to win fights. He loses a lot of strength and focus when someone tickles him.

• Ace’s weak/worst spot is his tummy, along with his back and underarms. Although he’s quite ticklish everywhere.

• His laugh will randomly get very bubbly and he’ll start practically hiccuping because of how much he’s laughing, and that’s usually when he starts to smack the ground to tab out like how you tab out in wrestling.

• He’ll usually just lay there for a second, he’ll be recovering for the next ten minutes to find his necklace and fix his hair and hat, then just relax while giggling from the ghostly feeling of tingles still all over him.

• Nonetheless, tickling happens to always put Ace in a good mood, he’ll always be smiling after. He’s happy to laugh and happy to smile, while making others smile and laugh along with him.

Hope you enjoyed!

Stole got this idea from @kindlee-fantasies

How One Piece (live action) characters would tword you

(STRICTLY SFW AND PLATONIC DONT INTERACT IF NSFW)

Luffy:

• doesn’t gaf who sees

• loves making people laugh, can get carried away

•playful tickles

• teases you without realizing it “oh wow! You’re so ticklish!”, “gotcha!”

• switches spots constantly

• since he switches spots you can’t prevent his attack. You block your side? He goes for your stomach. You block your stomach? He goes somewhere else.

• lets you laugh and squirm around freely, not really restraining you. The max restraint he does is sit on you to prevent you from running away.

•laughs with you

•EVIL. Good luck getting him to stop, better hope theres someone near by to help.

Sanji:

(Fellow ace people lets pretend that the guy and girl aren’t half naked and abt to kiss LMAO)

• like in the video i feel like he’d have this smirk that you immediately recognize as THAT smirk.

• rough and soft tickles

• would tickle you if you’re being annoying… or sometimes but rarely he just feels like it yk.

• usually its a quick jab and or squeeze to the side, others he tickles you till you cant take it but the latter is pretty rare. (You really have to get on his nerves)

• uses teases like “you asked for it”, “laughing already?”

• is really good with his hands since he’s a cook. (NOT IN A DIRTY WAY)

• he can tell when to stop (unlike Luffy).

• laughs with you

Zoro:

• he mostly does it quickly, like in this clip.

• what makes it flustering is his lack of reactions while he’s doing it. Stone faced. Okay sometimes he does laugh, but its mostly just 🗿

• does it to get your attention sometimes, if you’ve zoned out or something and he’s talking

• “what’s so funny?”, “sorry, am i tickling you?”

• if you REALLY and i mean REALLY get on his nerves, he can pin you down and tickle you, while keeping a straight face.

• normally its just a poke or a squeeze, but if you piss him off its rough tickles. Hell make you regret pissing him off.

Nami:

• shes more the chill type. Quick squeezes or pokes.

• smiles while doing it.

• never actually full on tickles you but pokes you often.

• she can be mean with the poking, doing it all through the day. Keeping you on edge.

Usopp:

• also like Luffy he doesnt care who sees.

• He tells you stories and acts like youre the monster, poking at you like hes beating the monster up.

• “ya wont get away from me!”, “why’re you laughing~?”

• he sneaks up behind you, squeezing your sides and laughing

• loves to hear your laugh, reminds him of Kaya.

I recently got into One Piece, and after seeing Katakuri, I had to make some tickle headcanons about him.

Charlotte Katakuri:

As a Ler:

Is known amongst his siblings as the family's tickle monster.

It is a side of him that only his siblings know about.

Remembers all of his siblings' tickle spots (and by all, I mean each siblings tockle spot).

If one tries to run away from him, Katakuri will use his observation haki to see where his sibling will end up and trap them there.

Will sometimes use the fluffy part of his scarf to help him tickle someone.

He will use his mochi to bind his victim and make it easier to reach certain places.

Isn't one for teasing but will occasionally ask his victims, "Why are you laughing?" or "Why so tense?"

As a Lee:

As far as his siblings know, he isn't ticklish.

Except for 7 of his siblings (Perospero, Compotte, Oven, Daifuku, Cracker, Smoothie, and Brûlee)

Due to always taking care of all his siblings; no matter their age; Perospero and Compotte want to make sure that Katakuri is able to relax. They tickle him when he doesn't properly rest or is too stubborn.

Daifuku and Oven do it just to be annoying brothers or when they just want to spend some time with their triplet.

Cracker and Smoothie were told by Perospero about Katakuri being ticklish so they could help when he was being too stubborn.

They were successful in getting him a few times before he turned the tables on them.

Brûlee knows about it due to spying on Katakuri.

She has the habit of tickling him through her mirrors when he's alone and then escaping before he can retaliate.

Katakuri's worst spot are his hips, thighs and neck.

After really tickling him for a while he lets out a deep laugh and starts bucking around trying to escape.

He starts to blush and giggle when teased.

He doesn't want to admit it, but he really enjoys being tickled.

OHHH !!! I see one piece HCS and chopper on ur male list sooooo if you have time could you spare some OP thoughts and tickle HCS on whoever you wanna write for?? (Not an obligation) -@trrickytickle

First of, I am SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for not getting to this sooner. I had been away from Tumblr for a hot minute, and I guess I had missed any notification for this, so for that I apologize.

With that said...

Tony Tony Chopper Tickle Headcanons

We already know Chopper is ticklish, as we've seen him get tickled AT LEAST 3 times before the timeskip

And there's no way he got over that sensitivity in that time

Too much of a lee for his own good

His worst spots are his tummy, sides, and underarms

But when he activates Heavy Point, his feet get super ticklish too

In fact, Heavy Point actually makes his entire body more sensitive, much to his dismay

Zoro, and especially Robin are his primary Lers, although Luffy, Nami, and Usopp get him pretty frequently too

Robin loves seeing her little boy laughing and giggling, so she tickles him whenever she thinks he could use some laughter

Which is a lot because being the doctor is busy work

Robin is pretty gentle with him, usually playfully teasing him throughout

She makes sure to give him aftercare in the form of massages though, and she'll usually ask Sanji to make him something to eat if the tickling gets him worn out

Zoro basically drops his tough guy act when he's tickling Chopper. He'll tease him to no end, but he's still caring and never wants to push him too hard

Chopper almost never asks for tickles, but Zoro can always tell when he wants them

Nami and Usopp like to team up on him, since the three are part of the "Weakling Trio"

Usopp is more gentle than Nami because that woman is RUTHLESS

But she still loves Chopper though, she just loves to put his ticklishness on blast and tease him about it even when she isn't tickling him

All in all, Chopper is a fun lee that the whole Straw Hat family can't get enough of tickling! Hope you enjoyed!

Could you do tickle headcanons for Lucio? You can totally say no! And if you do decide to take your time!

Of course, Anon! Sorry it took a while, hope these are alright

-Lucio’s a pretty physically affectionate person; even total strangers can expect a fist-bump or high five, and you don’t have to know him for long before he starts greeting you with a quick hug and a pat on the shoulder. And when you’re that hands-on with people, it doesn’t take long until a few tickles start to slip in.

-He’s not an indiscriminate tickle monster, only doing it when he’s built up a rapport with the other person. But once he has, he’ll come up with any excuse in order to get someone laughing. Too quiet, too loud, too serious, too giggly - whatever the “problem” is, he’s happy to provide the solution.

-Likes to initiate with brief, playful tickles - a poke on the ribs when you’re not paying attention, scribbling his fingers under someone’s arms when they’re stretching, poking someone’s belly to emphasise a point. (He might do this three or four times in a row, until his lee acknowledges it’s affecting them.) If that gets a good reaction, he’ll pause (”Hey, sorry! Didn’t know you’d react like that. So... is that a sensitive spot?”) before diving in and tickling them until they yield.

-You’d think with all the tickling he dishes out, he’d prepare to be tickled just as much in retaliation, but he never does. How strange...

-The kind of person to get very fidgety when about to be tickled. Often attempts to reason with his ler, and to talk them out of their plot (It never works, and can often make them want to tickle him even more).

- His laughter is a pretty steady stream of giggles, with the occasional “No!” or “Stop!” thrown in. Has a few really bad spots - his underarms and around his sides - that’ll get him curling up into a ball, and have him screeching in hysterical laughter.

-Tickle him when he’s wearing his skates and he’ll go surprisingly far, very quickly.

Hey! Someone suggested your blog for one piece and I decided to check it out!

I’d also like to make a request

How would the monster trio(+katakuri if you wanna write for him) be with a s/o who always looks at them as if asking them for permission to beat some one up (you can add anyone else if you want) f!reader or gn! Reader whichever one

Headcanons pls<3

Have a great day!

Monster trio + Ace, Law and Usopp with a s/o who looks at them before fighting someone.

hullo, thanks for requesting this! i unfortunately dont write for katakuri but i added law and ace to the mix, i hope it's fine! enjoy this lil headcanons, i loved writing these!! also, using this as a chance to restate that requests are open!

warning: none. gn! reader.

feel free to reblog, like, and leave a comment. i would very much appreciate it. if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee. 

Luffy: All it takes is a glare. It doesn't take long for Luffy to recognise the sparkle in your eyes. He feels it too; the tension building in your muscles, the adrenaline rising up in your veins making your heart beat ten times faster than usual. Lowering his straw-hat to cover his eyes, Luffy simply chuckles in response. He knows your potential and he is curious of the limits your able to reach and break. He takes this as a good opportunity to train and test your powers; nevertheless, he is watching your back and ready to step in.

Sanji: Sanji smirks and lights up a cigarette, making himself comfortable and untying his tie. He knows well that whoever crosses your path is in real danger - and he brags about it whenever he has the occasion to. He is overly proud of you; plus, winning a fight would always guarantee a special treatment from him. Preparing your favourite meal, smothering you in kisses, an endless ramble of praises. He enjoys the fight, making sure you don't get hurt as he meticulously observe your combat moves.

Zoro: Zoro tries to make you back off. Despite his love and respect for you, he would rather let you stay away from the battlefield. He is aware of your combat abilities, he just thinks it would be easier if you'd let his swords deal with it. Nevertheless, it's easy to convince him if you buy him an extra bottle of booze. After all, despite his protective instincts, he enjoys a partner who can fight and protect themselves. Seeing you go feral and win a fight always tickles his senses.. so you might be in for a good, particularly nasty training session afterwards.

additional characters:

Law: Law definitely doesn't approve your conflictual nature. Although he is a little trouble maker himself, he prefers approaching things, and fights, in a more methodical way - having a precise strategy, and more importantly, a reason. Getting caught up in a worthless fight would mean catching the marine's attention, and that would be dangerous. When he sees you joining the battlefield regardless, he sighs and stands back. But if you manage to get hurt.. be ready to hear him grumble under his breath about irresponsible you were as he medicates you.

Ace: You and Ace would meet looks, the same impulsive idea running through the synapses of your brain. He nods in response, a clever smirk drawing on his lips as he transforms the ramble in a challenge.

"First one to land a punch wins."

Usopp: Tries to discourage you from it. He knows you would be perfectly able to win the fight - but he also knows he would struggle to help you. Your fearless nature worries Usopp, and sometimes it makes him wonder how the two of you get so along. Dangerous situation fuel you, whilst he prefers running from them. Usopp would never give you the permission to battle someone if the situation permits a safe escape - a long, frustrated sighs is the only slightly positive answer you could receive. And when you jump head first in the battle, he whines and snorts, ready to snipe the enemy if the situation escalates.

Cuddling With Toji Headcanons!

MDNI

Depending on his mood, Toji is either the most clingy person ever or the most "ew, don't touch me" person ever. And there's no in-between.

"Wait, baby c'mere..." Toji rolls over in bed, facing you, grabbing at your waist. You roll your eyes, gripping onto the sheets to stop him from rolling you over.

"You said you didn't want to cuddle... well, no, you said, "Ugh, no, not right now." And swatted me away." You smirked to yourself, theatrically crossing your arms over your chest. He groans, attempting to uncross your arms.

"Well, I changed my mind. C'mon, let me hold you." His calloused hands pull your back flush against his chest.

BIG SPOON. This man grabs you and holds you tight, like his own personal teddy bear.

"Holy shit, Toji, no one's taking me away." You whine as you attempt to loosen his grip on your torso, eventually breathing out a sigh of defeat. He grunts in response, nuzzling his face into your neck, smiling softly.

Avid hair-player. Toji LOVES scratching at your scalp and innocently studying your subtle spilt-ends when he can't fall asleep. If you have curly hair (like me! Where are my curly babies at?? 😩🥰) he focuses on a single curl, wrapping it around his finger and watching it slightly unravel.

"You're gonna make it frizzy, stoooooppppp."

I think he's very mischievous. Pinching and tickling your tummy, kissing your neck, playing footsie with you.

"Ew, wait, why are your feet so cold?" You pull your knees into your chest, trying to escape the freezing skin of your boyfriend's feet. "You're so dramatic, c'mon, they can't be that bad." He took the criticism oddly personally, slightly pouting at you as you laugh, "Put those icicles AWAY!"

While you're watching TV, your spot is permanently on his lap. His favorite time of the night is when you're so tired that you stop caring about the program, shifting in his lap to face him. He always pecks you on the cheek after you nestle your face into his shoulder.

The only time you get to hold him is when he's dead tired or blackout drunk. He'll never ask for it, either. Even when he's upset or sad, he finds comfort in holding you.

"Fuck, 'm sorry... didn't mean to wake ya princess." Toji stumbles into your dark bedroom, exhausted, deeply frowning when he sees the outline of your soft figure sit up. "It's okay, I wasn't sleeping too well anyway." You gently speak out into the darkness, hearing Toji strip of his work clothes. The soft foam of the mattress sinks as Toji sits next to you, hunched over. "Tired?" You ask, rubbing and scratching at his drowsy shoulders and back. He hums, hovering over you slightly, allowing you to pull his head to your chest, attempting to envelop his brobdingnagian body in your small arms. "Love ya to pieces, sweets." Is the last mumble you hear before bass-like snores fill the room.

Toji, much to his dismay, learned that he can not fall asleep without somehow feeling you.

After an explosive fight, Toji found himself tossing and turning on the small, boxy couch. After hours of trying to soothe himself to sleep, Toji began the short journey of walking to the bedroom, tail between his legs. Once he arrived outside the door, he quietly swung it open, standing in the middle of the door frame, arms dangling at his side. A beautiful combination of "Mom, I threw up" and creepy home-intruder.

He trudged over to your side of the bed, pushing your shoulder passive-aggressively to wake you up. "Can I sleep here? Please. I know you're mad... just, please?" He pointed at his side of the bed, embarrassed by his own actions, feeling wildly pathetic. You grunt in confirmation, the desire to be unbothered overtaking your previous anger. He smiles, plunging into the sheets, trying to hold you. His smile quickly vanished when you pushed him away, accompanied with a half-hearted "nuh uh".

He huffed, crossing his arms like a child until you begrudgingly offered out your hand to him. He interlocked his fingers with yours, taking what he could get, squeezing tight. Not long after, he's knocked out, sleeping like a baby.

This one felt a little lackluster idk 😕

Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

silly low effort Vox x reader headcanons —

Silly headcanons because Vox is one goofy piece of shit. It’s very comical actually. Like if you live together he would come home and literally just bitch and bitch about his day. Even if he actually considered it a good day, that wouldn’t stop him. Sings very loudly in the shower in hopes that you’ll hear him and tell him how great he sounds. No one fishes for compliments like this man. It’s really funny how he does it because he like give you prompts. “Oh yea, this afternoons live broadcast was, or at least I thought, one of the better ones of the week. What about you? What’d you think?” And then he’d hit you with the most insincere smile and blink at you expectantly. I think he’d work best with a reader who doesn’t play into his shit. He needs a reality check to get his ego in order, let’s be real. But definitely not one that’s anything like Val; AKA overly critical and negative. Give him a good amount of praise but not in a yes-man type of way. He already has too many workers like that. Like a good sincere, specific compliment would knock him flat on his ass. I said in a recent shitpost that was super ticklish and I meant it! The back of his head where his wires are and the sides of his stomach are his most sensitive spots. If you spontaneously attack you by tickling him, he’ll literally loose his shit laughing and be so caught off guard. ”Holy shit—hah— stop! Stop it—“ He’d practically seethe through violent giggles. “—y/n—pfft—this isn’t funny!” And then he’d pretend to be all pissed off after you finally stopped, but in reality he liked the attention. He likes to keep his walls up and not be vulnerable but, given the right approach, I don’t think it would be that hard to fluster him. I saw a headcanon where his eyes can make heart shapes and I second this. When you make him blush his screen would just light up brighter and his eyes would turn to hearts. Then he’d be like “God FUCKING dammit! Shut the fuck up, already!” because of how obvious it would be. He’d have to put his hands over his screen and turn away from you. But he’d be very annoyed the whole time which would lead to this comical pissed off blushy rage. He gets really excited about things easily, leading to a bunch of excess energy and he’d probably get really loud too. This doesn’t only happen when you’re watching something he’s really invested in, although that is the more often situation. You could be playing a board game and he’d get unbelievably happy if he was winning. Hell, maybe your just listening, really listening, too one of his ideas for Voxtech. Usually the other vees kinda just go on their phones when he’s like this, maybe even tell him to shut up. Although that probably doesn’t bother him that much, he’d be genuinely taken aback if you listen. He’d probably stop half way through his excited rambling and notice you just looking at him. Tell him how cute he looks I DARE YOU. Que the angry blushing as he hides his screen. He’s also a huge complainer. Like HUGE he’s actually unbareable. He considers himself the least spoiled out of the Vees, and yeah, probably. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t. “Yeah, and the fucking press was all over my ass today about ‘safety’ or some shit. I played it off fantastically as per usual but god, they’re annoying.” ”Yes, Vox. God forbid they bother prince charming over here.” ”Exactly!” I also think he’d want your attention like 24/7 on the clock. Like if you even stop to talk to anyone else he’d probably cross his arms, tap his foot, and just fucking pout. Maybe he’d even sigh dramatically in your direction and check his watch because if you can’t tell, Vox is very high maintenance. All the Vees are in fact. He’d get jealous very easily too if your attention is directed at anyone else. ”Who are you texting? Is that a ‘good friend’ or something? Hm. You only texted me twice today.” I also think that he would like cuddling after a long day like with his screen resting on your chest and watching tv with you. He’d never ask though, so you’d just have to know when to offer.

He also would like it when you rub his back and treat him gently like that. He probably wouldn’t be used to gentle touch. Probably also falls alseep on you a lot.

a/n — Take these all with a grain of salt BY THE WAY. Because I titled these ‘silly’ headcanons for a reason.

This doesn’t include how terrible he would be (manipulative, selfish, etc) because I just felt like doing something light hearted without angst!

for the princess treatment request/headcanons, just something w him cooking your favorite dish from scratch and being soo shy when you try to film him to show your friends What A Good Boyfriend he is

“What are you doing?” Aaron chuckled, watching you walk around him with the camera of your phone pointing at him.

You didn’t reply; it was hard to concentrate on his words when you were trying to film his arms in all their glory.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, exposing his forearms, and his hands were kneading a large piece dough that would soon turn into delicious pasta. You didn’t know what to drool about first.

“Taking a video of you,” you finally replied to his question, taking a step back so the camera could give its attention to his back and shoulders.

“That I can tell. Why?”

“So I can send it to my friends,” you said.

“What?”

“I gotta show my friends how much my boyfriend likes to spoil me. And how sexy he looks doing it.”

“Stop,” he said, and his laugh made his dimples appear. You had no choice but to zoom in on his face.

“Look at his dimples,” you whispered for the video.

“I can hear you,” he murmured back.

“So? It’s not a secret.”

He only shook his head, his pretty smile not leaving his face yet. You could see him blushing, and the butterflies in your stomach multiplied.

But no matter how delicious he looked all shy and embarrassed, you didn’t wanna torture him any further. You sent the video to your friends and put your phone away.

“You send many videos of me to your friends?”

“Only the naughty ones,” you smirked.

Aaron put the dough down and brought his hands to your sides so he could tickle you.

“Aaron! I’m kidding!”

“Come here,” he said, and trapped you between his arms with your back against the kitchen counter. “Is this the thanks I get for cooking your favorite dinner?”

“Nope,” you grinned. “I have other plans about your reward.”

“Such as?” he asked, leaning in to give you a kiss.

“Hm…What if I gave you a preview now?” you said, and brought his lips on yours.

Can I ask headcanons for Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Wally West, and Clark Kent react to his petite gender neutral! crush accidentally sits on his lap?

Accidentally? Falling into someone's lap? That's such an anime trope Anon, but lucky you, I love anime tropes.

Pairing: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Wally West, Clark Kent x Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, crushes, sitting in their lap, cuddles, neck kisses, confessions, slightly suggestive at some parts but overall playful

A/N: If you were a cat you can just curl up into someone's lap and get all the coos and head pats. My cat uses the same strategy with me. It's very effective

Jason not only lets you fall into his lap, he wraps his arms around you to prevent you from moving off him. Thought he wouldn't notice all those looks you've been giving him right? Well he did. Why do you think he's walking around shirtless more often, to attract your attention. It was all part of his plan and you've fallen for it, fallen for him, fallen right onto his lap. God you're cute when you try to deny it. You don't have to, not anymore, tell him everything that you've been thinking off, tell him where you want his lips the most and he will grant you that wish.

"Can't hide anything from my eyes babe. Then again I don't think you were even trying, eyeing me up and down like a piece of meat. Oh I've got meat, just not the kind you want to eat, you get me? If you keep squirming in my lap like that you'll get what I mean real fast."

Dick is ready to catch you in his arms the moment you're in his lap. Careful of... uh... there's nothing here to trip over... Why are you pretending to be clumsy, if you wanted to sit in his lap you could have just asked, he would have let you. Of course he would, he loves cuddling with you. Do you want to watch the movie like this? That's cool, you can have the remote them, and he'll wrap his arms around you. If you want to change positions just tell him. He ends up falling asleep like that, cuddled up and curled around you, his breath tickling your neck and shoulder and... just as you were about to doze off, you hear his sleepy confession.

"Why so flustered all of a sudden? Did I say something weird while I was asleep? Oh. I said that? Huh, must have... must have been some dream I was having. I don't mind you overhearing it, its the truth its just that its a really lame way of confession. Can I take you out on a date and do it properly?"

Wally catches you with his superspeed but to your surprise ends up pulling you on top of him instead of setting you down. In this move however he ends up accidentally leaning forward a little too far and brushes his lips against your neck. He knows he didn't just imagine that moan. What's going on? First you trip, now you're moaning and squirming on top of him? Is there... something you want to tell him? He can kiss the truth out of you if needed, he's told he's got a very fast tongue. Talking so quickly after that, not like it was a secret in the first place.

"My offer still stands you know. I think its gonna be less complicated now that the feelings are out in the open. Yeah, the offer would still be there even if you didn't confess right away. If you didn't say it then I would have, it was starting to drive me mad, how you danced around me."

Clark would catch on that something's up. You don't just fall into his lap, not with your heart racing so fast. Now that he thought about it, your heartbeat spiked up very time he got near. Does that mean what he thinks it does? No? So if he were to kiss your neck, to blow cool air across your skin and them soothe the area with his tongue, you wouldn't want that? There it is again, he heartrate spiking, the subtle but definitely there roll of your hips against his. You feel so light on top of him, so fragile, yet somehow you're the one who holds all the power over him.

"You should know better then to try and lie to someone who has superhearing. Stop trying to deny it, I know you like me, can you feel how much I like you back? Oh! No, hold on, I meant because of my hands not... ah... sorry about that, I'm... uh... I thought about this a lot so, I can't really help myself right now."

i request some law hcs because i say so👹

Trafalgar D. Water Law Tickle Headcanons

A/N: Thank you both to my bestie and lovely anon for the request, BECAUSE I LOVE THIS FELLA. Law honestly is a very ominous character until he meets Luffy, so honestly, I love seeing him go from horrifying to goofy and panicked when Luffy is around. BUT THANK YOU. I have a lot of fun writing for him, and though it took awhile to get around to this, I appreciate the request. This is a little warm up since I’m about to finally write my squealing Santa fic at some point, but I’ll quit rambling! Thank you for the patience, and last of all. Enjoy!

• Out of the gate, Law is a man who prefers to tickle than to get tickled, mostly because his reactions are very silly when tickled and it ruins some of his image. But despite this, he gets tickled more than he tickles.

• When he does tickle someone (mostly Luffy) it’s out of retaliation usually due to the strawhats.

• His fingers are very fast and accurate, so any spot that maybe sensitive, he will find and he will make sure there isn’t any secret place where it tickles all the more

• He will smirk the smuggest smirk in the world whenever he tickles someone.

• “You know, doctor’s usually have the occasional sensitive patient, but you certainly are a exception.”

• He’ll occasionally tickle Bepo by rubbing his belly, and because of this, it became a habit. So sometimes when Luffy leans or lays nearby, he’ll mindlessly tickle him on his belly or somewhere else.

• That being said, if he wants revenge on someone, he’ll simply call out ‘room!’ And then he’ll be behind someone tickling them because he isn’t gonna let someone get away with tickling the surgeon of death.

• He over all is gentle.. unless provoked. Then he’ll go for any spot necessary and tickle it. Sweet spots and all. All in good fun however.

• He’ll usually stop once someone learns their lesson, then smirk as he watches whoever he tickled giggle before calming down. Although, he’ll occasionally pat their back or sit with them as they relax.

• As for the other side of things, he will be very defensive and flustered, asking what in the world whoever is tickling him is doing.

• This is a Habit he’s had since he was with Corazon, there was a occasion where Corazon would tease him by tickling him and Law would get defensive and pouty as a child. But that’d always be his first question.

• He’ll often try and bat at the hands tickling him, but in most cases, Luffy is tickling him and he finds it difficult to actually catch his hands.

• His laugh usually starts as a snicker, but he has a over all quiet, soft laugh, but a warming one. He does however have a hearty laugh when someone gets a weak spot.

• After the tickling stops, he will have a wobbly smile on his face for a minute, probably some light blush too. The smile goes away faster than the blush however since he tries to straight up fast for the sake of appearances.

• His legs will also kick a fair amount, which is probably also a habit from never getting tickled much since he was a child, so he just… reacts completely like how he would as a child.

• Law finds someone tracing his tattoo designs relaxing over all, but he’ll occasionally let snickers out because it’ll slightly tickle. Nothing too bad, just a snicker and a squirm.

• His weak/worst spot is just his torso as a whole, but especially around his belly and ribs, but at that point his sides share the same weakness. However, a honorable mention is his back.

• Traffy will often gasp when someone touches somewhere like his ribs and stare as if they just offended him to his core.

• But to end it off, unless there’s trust and he’s comfortable, you’ll have a hard time getting him to humor it. Sly when tickling, a little more bashful and stubborn when tickled.

• However, if it’s a close friend or a lover, or even someone like family (Corazon), he’ll… humor it. Maybe even enjoy it at times.

Hope you enjoyed!

— First love, late spring.

Summary: what does it feel like, to fall in love with them?

Characters: Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Gepard, Kafka, Bronya, Serval, Asta x gender neutral reader.

Word count: 1.2 k.

Tags: fluff.

Author’s note: my debut writing for Honkai Star Rail ! I know Jing Yuan hasn’t been released yet, so his part is just personal interpretation; all in all, these are just some sort of little headcanons I wanted to try imagining and writing down, I hope you enjoy <3

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JING YUAN

Falling in love with the Cloud Knight general feels like returning to a home you still hadn’t realized how much you’d longed for.

His calm presence draws you in, a melodious and crackling hearth beckoning you forward in shades of gold and skies at sundown. To stand beside him could be compared to entering a secret forest, where the moon rises as she kisses the dipping sun on the cheek as they meet at dusk. Birds chirp happily, as if revealing the songs your heart likes to play when you are with Jing Yuan, the heat in your cheeks, a manifestation of the firework embers lighting up the starry twilight. The general puts his arm around your shoulders, bringing your form closer to his, fluffy argent hair tickling the side of your neck.

You lean into him, the sunset looks a little brighter when your lover’s lips graze your temple.

And when his big calloused hand intertwines its fingers with yours, you know with him, anywhere is paradise.

DAN HENG

Scarlet maple forests feel more magical underneath the stars.

In the same way, pieces of every story and memory that constitute the wielder of Cloud-Piercer take form before your eyes as you make your way starwards.

Not one for many words or idle conversation, Dan Heng shows you the emotions he conceals to the public in small actions, starlit fragments only the one who dares to rummage between the layers of crimson leaves will uncover. Shielding you from unexpected enemies, helping you up and down the platform of the express, throwing a blanket over your shoulders when you inevitably pass out on the couch after running around with March… And when, still halfway into your realm of dreams, you call his name, a keen eye may spot on the express gurad’s cheeks some of the carmine usually adrift in the breeze in the autumn months.

Then again, if could be just your sleepy imagination…

Perhaps. is the lingering “what if” echoing on your mind.

GEPARD

The steady rock amidst a tumultuous ocean, relentless waves colliding against its silvery surface, time and time again.

Yet the rock does not yield.

Much in the same way the captain of the Silvermane Guards is your white-hot anchor in the blizzard.

No matter how hurt you are, Gepard stays.

No matter how drained and wasted your last breakup left you, his strong arms embrace you, the biting gales futile against his hold.

And maybe, taking notice of your own (and his) feelings might take you a while.

But Gepard Landau’s heart only knows loyalty.

So he waits.

For you to realize, for the sun to finally shine, and mark the path from you to him.

Because argent tends to reflect the skies, and only when the morning star deigns to shine, can the cobblestones tying you together gleam.

You take a step, and you know Gepard Landau is your only destination.

KAFKA

Exhilarating and with “danger” spelled in boldened capitals, that is how romance with the Stellaron’s Hunter feels.

The rational part of you warned you this was a bad idea, yet, as they say, sometimes, the heart wants what it wants.

Freedom prevailed that night, and your lips met the Interastral Peace Corporation’s most wanted’s.

It could have been the drinks you had, against your better judgment, the sweet intoxication of the alcohol in your system and of the temptation of her, a ticking bomb combination.

But caution is thrown to the wind the moment Kafka wraps her priced coat around your shoulders, her lips sensually whispering in your ear, promises of a million idyllic tomorrows together already tangling in the messy yarn ball of your mind.

But who are you to refuse? Or how could anyone, for that matter? When her painted lips envelop yours under the infinity of the firmament?

BRONYA

Dignified, smart, and the picture perfect image of what a heir should be like.

However, what is hidden beyond that icy facade of flawless poise?

Your sweet lover, a girl who enjoys the sound of tranquil nights and hurried steps by morning, someone who lets herself daydream to the faint music coming from Golden Theater.

A beautiful and enchanting contradiction, a storm of opposites you can’t help but get lost in, from the pretty curls of her lucent hair, to her determined gunmetal gaze.

Who would have thought, you think with a tender smile, as your hands run through her steel moonlit tresses, that you’d get to win the heart of the Heir to the Supreme Guardian of Belebog?

Leaving a soft kiss to the crown of her head, you lay down beside her in bed. With a last look out the window at the slate sky, you close your eyes.

The lyrics to a ballad swirl in your mind, probably coming from Golden Theater.

In the dim light, you find your girlfriend’s hand.

That night, Bronya Rand would be the actress in your oneiric plane, her heart, yours alone.

SERVAL

Electrifying and magnetizing, akin to a violet horizon right before a storm. The thunder in the distance makes your every hair stand on end, yet you can’t help longing for something more.

Afternoons helping Serval out at Neverwinter Workshop always end with you sitting before her, wide smile aglow on your features as she picks up her electric guitar. You always loved the way her sapphire eyes sparkled when she talked about this or that new song she was composing, but actually getting to see her perform for you alone… that’s enough to get you giddy.

Her painted nails strum the cords with ease, each of them bending at the workshop owner’s will, as lightning seems to take command of your heart, its thundering pace and the melody she plays seamlessly dancing to the beat of a fervent tango.

As the sky throws its indigo shawl over the lovers, the blonde gazes at you, a pretty (and unusual) rosy tone on her cheeks, a silent inquire for your thoughts about her new piece.

After all, you’re always the first one to hear every new song she comes up with.

ASTA

The girl who used to dream of naming stars after herself finally found a star that will always orbit around the fiery sun she is.

Her crystalline eyes look up from the papers she was sorting out until moments ago, her lips curving up in a crescent not unlike the one she used to observe, when she spots you.

Two cups of coffee in hand, you sit beside her, your head leaning on her shoulder. Your hand catches hers over the table, prompting her to stop the frantic scribbling of her pen.

And the instant her opalescent gaze meets yours, she is breathless, a nebula the color of her hair spreading through her cheeks. Her pen falls out of her grasp, the words she never seems at a loss for, failing her.

As they do every time when it comes to you.

But who could blame her? When she’d trade every galaxy and celestial body in this universe and the next for a millisecond next to you?

The lead researcher of Herta Space Station closes her notepad.

For now, work can wait.

✨ Bruce Wayne Headcanons that haunt me but I refuse to elaborate on even if they're utterly wrong ✨

1. Bruce can cook, but only when he's 100% focused. If there is anything going on around him like a feral child or he's going over some case in his head then something's catching fire.

2. He definitely was a theatre kid for the shortest span when a teenager. Have you met this man? Are you telling me he's never engaged in a single drama piece in his life? He was raised by literal-Shakespeare-actor Alfred pennyworth? My man Bruce can ACT. All his personas rely on it. So does his undercover work. I like to think he was in a amateur Shakespeare production one time just to surprise and make Alfred happy.

3. Tying in with the acting - Bruce is a master of disguise. With all the languages he speaks, identity shenanigans, cases that need inside info. Bruce can just morph into another person. But his abilities in disguise also means he can mimic people's mannerisms and accents easily. The idea of Bruce confusing the shit out of Clark by just perfectly emulating his country accent and then pretending nothing happened tickles me very much.

4. This idiot tilts his head ever so slightly like a confused dog when being bamboozled. Only People who know him closely recognise this but it's such a minute movement it's easy to miss. Any confusing story, perplexing stupidity or a little sprinkle of disbelief - boom head tilt. God help you if you get the head tilt and batglare combined. You've said the most ungodly, sinful, idiotic, offensive, seizure-inducing idea known to man.

5. He and Diana 100% gossip in other languages when on the watchtower . Both are polylinguals. It's also a learning space. Diana 100% teaches him Ancient Greek, Latin and forgotten languages while Bruce 100% teaches her alien dialects he's mastered.

6. My guy can sing. Ever since that silly lil' justice league episode I can't get this silly lil' headcanon out my head and it makes my lil' toesies curl. Gotham, though a hell scape, is a melting pot of culture and music. Opera, jazz, blues but also a strong underground Punk and techno scene. You'd be hard pressed to avoid music in Gotham. My guy just learned to sing through osmosis. Only a small handful of people know he can sing, though none have admitted that to Bruce.

7. Since this man is a sponge of knowledge, he just drops some of the most jaw-dropping, disturbing and unprompted facts then refuses to elaborate. Oliver Queen is just enjoying his ham sandwich only for "You know studies about cannibals say that human meat tastes very similar to pork." and Oliver is just !?!?!?!!?. The batfam are watching The Matrix and Bruce suddenly "The codes in this film are actually just Sushi recipes." and everyone does a perfect slow swivel to face this engima of a man.

Thank you for attending my tedtalk :)

Charlotte Smoothie Tickle Headcanons

There is a severe lack of Smoothie content out there. Not even just tickling either. My girl Smoothie is underrated AF 😤

(Btw I'm presenting this as though she has left The Big Mom Pirates. Just think of a scenario, such as her joining another crew or being a bounty hunter or something)

I think she's a Switch

At first she seems like a Ler, but I like to think she has a pretty big Lee side

She, and many of her siblings are VERY touch starved. As a result, being tickled is something she really craves, as unexpected as that may be

But she doesn't let just anybody tickle her. You have to be pretty close, and that's not easy

If you are that close with her though, she's pretty open about her love of being tickled

She'll just straight up ask for it when she's in the mood. In her eyes, it's not strange. She wants something, so she asks. Simple as that.

Cheer up tickles and relaxation tickles are something she especially craves

Her body is pretty ticklish all over. Neck, tummy, underarms, and feet are all pretty reliable spots if you want to get her giggling

But it's the slightly less common spots that are her most sensitive

The palms of her hands for one

Seeing as her devil fruit primarily utilizes her hands, I can see them getting really sensitive after a long day of using it

Hand massages are super therapeutic, but completely embarrassing to her because of how ticklish she gets

~~(This all totally has nothing to do with my headcanon that she joins a new crew as the chef and as a result her hands get a lot of use. Totally nothing whatsoever)~~

Her back is another sensitive spot. Similar to her hands, her back can get super tense, but also sensitive as well. Luckily some tickles and a nice massage can be exactly what she needs.

But her worst spot has to be her incredibly long thighs

Just running your fingers up and down her "smooth" thighs is enough to get her laughing

But also just squeezing and poking them is a good method

If you REALLY want a weak spot, it's the rose tattoo on her right thigh

I headcanon the skin where her tattoo is as her most sensitive spot, and she knows it

Lavishing some gentle tickles on her tattoo and tracing your fingers along it are the easiest ways to send her into complete hysterics

Aftercare is pretty important for her, and it plays a large part in her willingness to keep letting you tickle her

Just be sure to get her plenty of food and drinks, cuddle with her, and keep her happy

You wanted requests, right? So what if it was the other way around? Yandere Siyun Baek having to take care of his girlfriend that got sick?

(I hope this requests isn't too boring, love your blog btw ❤❤)

SIYUN BAEK WITH A SICK S/O

Manhwa: “Dreaming Freedom” ~~~~!

Note: Its perfect! Thank you for requesting! Also thank you for reading, you made my day. ♡

Pairing: Siyun Baek x female! reader

Format: Headcanons; 2nd person

WARNING(S): Yandere themes, obsession, mild spoilers

Word Count: ???

It's ALLERGY and/or FLU SEASON, and unfortunately, you've fallen very ill. Best case scenario you'll have a cold and nothing more; a high fever at the worst. But either way, Siyun isn't complaining.

You can't go anywhere? Great! You feel like absolute shit and can barely move from your bed? Oh my, even better! Besides working out, Siyun doesn't have much to pass his time with. He's lonely without you, often finding himself watching the clock, counting the minutes — seconds before you return to him.

But seeing you tucked tightly beneath the pastel duvet, wrapped in a small cocoon. Your cheeks lightly flushed a rather feverish hue, as ragged breaths slipped past your dry lips. Call him crazy but you're absolutely adorable. He could hardly keep his hands to himself!

“Y'know, you look really cute like this {Name}.”

You huffed, “You almost look happy that I'm in this situation.” With a light shove, you pushed his face away from your own for what felt like the thousandth time. Finally ditching the thick sheets, you turn away from him, welcoming the chilled puffs of air to your warm skin.

“Would you be mad if I said I was?” Siyun asked, snaking his arms around your waist, pressing his cheek into the tender skin of your own. “God, you're adorable...”

“Yes. Now, let go; I'm burning up.”

Siyun is CLINGY as it is. Therefore, you being bedridden to some degree is right up his alley. Personal space has never been a thing in your relationship, and he's not going to let a little flu stop him. Embracing you, suffocating you with his body; it's all too easy! Pressing sweet, chaste kisses along the warm skin of your neck. Sneakily, dragging his slender fingers beneath the flimsy silk of your pajamas.

In all honesty, he'd rather have you stay at his house until you feel well again. It works pretty well, convenience-wise. It stops him from wrenching your door open, occupying your home with the crying of loud unwavering hinges. Or perhaps even sneaking through your window.

You being so vulnerable excites him in more ways than he'd care to admit. He truly is a pervert. Chewing on his pink lips, even digging his nails into his milky skin, no longer seems to be enough. Though his desires are anything but malicious, Siyun can't help the wandering of his young mind to many, many impure places.

Your parents already adore him, let's be honest! Thus, convincing them to let you stay the night or week should be a piece of cake. It's almost scary, the way he speaks to your parents; so polite and dare I say perfect. It's truly no surprise that he was a former idol, a famous one at that. How could your adoring mother and father not allow such a kind man to nurture and care for your well-being?

Siyun brings your head to his chest, relishing in the heat you radiate. His hands had fallen past your waist, toying with the thin band of your thin shorts. You give his chest a weak push, as a pitiful attempt to distance yourself. But it was no use, he merely pulled you closer, much to your dismay.

“Siyun...” You breathed out, weakly clawing at his slender hands. “Stop this, you're going to get sick.”

He hummed, “Is that so?” Though his hands showed no sign of leaving your waist. Instead, they tugged you flush against his chest with a low chuckle. Warm breath tickled the back of your neck, making you tense in anticipation.

“Then I guess we're just gonna have to be sick together~!” ♡

Let's say you're a STUDENT; high school or college, it's your choice. And due to your abrupt sickness, you're bound to miss at least a handful of classes. But fret not my dear, your classmates are itching to help you out. I mean, you're dating the Siyun Baek after all, just a glance at him could send anything girl into a frenzy!

Thankfully, your teacher settled for your seatmate. A kind, extroverted guy who you got along with quite well. He had managed to get your number due to a recent project and was quick to alert you of his unexpected arrival.

[CHOI BYUNG-CHUL]

➤ Heya [Last Name], the teacher asked me to bring sum missin assignments to ur place. Is that okey with u?

SENT; 17:23

You snort at the scrambled characters, finding some charm amongst the male's easy mistakes. It wasn't something unusual as he was an infamous clutz in your class. So he was likely texting while typing, again. Your fingers hover over the luminous keyboard, before eventually sending him a simple response.

[YOU] ➤ Yeah, it's fine lol. But I'm not home so come to this address “XX XXXX Avenue/Drive/Street” SENT; 17:25

➤ Have a safe trip. :)

SENT; 17:25

While immersed in your phone, you had yet to notice a certain someone looming over you in displeasure. From lack of attention, perhaps. But you had never been one to allow technology to soak up your time, nonetheless when you're ill. So who could possibly be taking up your time? He pondered, glaring hard at the device resting on your hand.

Pulling back the covers, Siyun moved to join you beneath the spotless sheets of the mattress. The dipping of the bed didn't bother you, let alone pull you from the flashing screen of your phone. The ex-idol sighed loudly, shifting to take the pesky item from your protective grip. Only to be brushed off by a bored, dismissive hand.

He. Was. Livid.

“Babe~!” Siyun cooed, though his tone lacked even an ounce of playfulness. “What on your phone could possibly be so damn interestin—” DING DONG!

Whew! Saved by the bell.

“I'll get it.” He murmured under his breath, tossing the thick duvet to the side. The man was quick to leave in long, haste strides, but not before his eyes flicked to your stunned form one last time.

Now, Siyun had expected a lot of things, but this surely wasn't one of them. A shorter male, about five feet seven inches, no older than nineteen was at his door. His mousy brown hair was a mess, and he had a lightly tinted folder tucked tightly beneath his arm.

“H-hi, I'm one of [Last Name]'s classmates and I brought some papers to her.” Byung-Chul commenced, frantically unzipping the top of his backpack. “She — uhm, texted me this address.”

Oh, now it all made sense. The persistent flashing of your phone, snatching your attention right from his grasp. The lighthearted giggles that'd leave your mouth ever so often. Friendly, that they were. Giggles that held no sense of love; merely admiration and glee. Even so, it wasn't good enough.

One could say the latter is quite bitter. And if If looks could kill, your friend would be six — no, ten feet under! And that's being generous. But Siyun knows better than to let his bad side show. Heh, who am I kidding?

A faux smile tugged at the corner of his lips, one he was all too familiar with using. “Ah, I see. Thanks for coming...?”

“Choi Byung-Chul!” He chirped, handing the papers to the former idols' outstretched hand.

“Heh, right,” Siyun scoffs, disinterested. He lazily takes the folder from the male, leaning in a bit too close for comfort. “Since you're already here, I have a little favor for you. If you're up for it.”

“I...um — yeah, sure,” Byung-Chul stammered, looking over the time blaring from the smartwatch adorning his wrist. “I can spare a few minutes. What's up—?”

A sharp pain shot through the poor man's abdomen in mere seconds, sending him crumbling to his knees. Siyun loosely shook his wrist in the air, allowing the gentle breeze to cool the slight stinting of his knuckles. A cold, lifeless expression grazed the face of the once-beloved idol as he watched the man wither beneath his gaze.

“Stay away from [Name]. I wouldn't want anyth ing bad to happen to you~!”

ELWOOD DALTON x PLUS SIZE!READER HEADCANONS

summary: if he can push and pull a big obnoxious yellow lamborghini, imagine what he can do!!! well, you don't need to imagine. i did it for you. but still!!!

warnings: bunch of cute things & various smut elements. chances are i'll steal some of these in my fics later on bc i love repeating myself but i felt inspired to gather the random thoughts in one place. 18+ NO MINORS.

word count: 2100

photo credit: me @/gyllenhaalstories / divider credits: @/firefly-graphics

notes: even if all my fics are written with a fat reader in mind, it just feels so good to put the emphasis on it! this is so incredibly self-indulgent and i am not sorry about it. 🥰 thank you for reading & REMEMBER TO REBLOG!

FLUFF

Dalton wears very form fitting clothes, like his vast collection of the tightest shorts imaginable that he's worn on the octagon. But you will notice a gradual shift in his clothing preferences. The more he hangs out with you, the looser his clothes will get. Especially his hoodies and his patterned shirts. You will also notice how he accidentally leaves pieces of clothing at your place when he visits. He just likes to drop hints that he wants you to wear his clothes because he wants you to wear his clothes.

The first time he catches you putting on his hoodie if you're feeling a bit chilly or wearing his flowery shirt on a hot day? He's losing it. He'll have a dumb smile on his face all day because this is a big victory just like winning a fight. Maybe even more so when you start sharing clothes casually.

Also he's large. He just is. He takes space both literally and metaphorically. He makes you feel small in the best way. He opens jars for you in a twist of his wrist, he carries all the bags in one trip after grocery shopping, he shoves the laundry basket full of heavy wet clothes on his hip and holds you close with his free arm so you can hang clothes to dry outside. When Dalton locks eyes with you, he just has a way of making you feel so much smaller than him. This size difference, whether it be literal or not, feels good. It feels right. He will never shut up about it, if you ever tell him that you like the size difference. He might love it as much as you.

One of his love languages is you tending to his injuries and wounds. The lovely sound of your voice as you reprimand him and tell him he's too old to break into fights at any minor inconveniences. The gentle touch of your hands when you're cleaning him up with a washcloth and wincing at how much it must hurt... Except it barely hurts anymore he's just so used to it, although he might say it does so you baby him a little more. The adorable band-aids you put on him that he wears like a badge of honour. Eventually, you learn to carry a first-aid kit with you as often as you can. Just in case.

Beach dates. Did I say beach dates? Beach dates. He loves them. Dalton loves to hang out by the ocean and watch the sun rise and set. He loves it even more when you're with him. Holding hands or with his arms wrapped around you, he loves to share this moment with you. It feels so intimate. You can see him in his most peaceful and relaxed head space where the chaos of the Road House doesn't seem to affect him. He could stay there with you forever, with your feet in the water and the ocean breeze tickling your face.

He'd love to invite you to hang out at the Road House during his shifts, but he rarely lets you visit him at work. He's scared you will get injured or hurt by one of the drunk idiots or worse. He prefers to know you are safe and sound, far away from all the danger.

Dalton still tries to spend a lot of time with you. He likes it when you drive his car around and he can just be the passenger princess and enjoy the view, which means you. He likes it when you cook meals and desserts he hasn't had in forever due to years of intense training and strict diets. He'll always be around you to taste the food or steal a bite of a burning hot cookie that is fresh out the oven. The small things are very important for him.

Small things like slapping your butt when he walks behind you, and you doing the same when the roles are reversed. Small things like going shopping for the most obnoxious shirts that scream elderly dad on vacation vibes. Small things like dropping him off and picking him up when he works at the Road House. Small things like bringing you with him when he trains so that you can just exist in his presence, within a safe distance, and so that you can look at him when he gets all hot and sweaty. Small things like you laughing at his jokes about how everyone seems a little aggressive when he casually beats people up for a living. Small things like telling you that you smell so good and getting new perfumes so when he wears his clothes and you were his, he gets to carry your smell all day long. Small things like looking at you with big doe eyes and a dumb little grin on his face because he likes you so much. He likes the little things, because so often in his life he was living on the edge and he was depraved of those calm, harmless, insignificant little droplets of happiness.

What is the most important thing for him? Protecting you. He is so protective of you. Dalton wants to make sure you are safe and that you aren't involved in any shenanigans he gets himself into. He wants to make sure that nobody and nothing can hurt you. He's quick to remind anyone who crosses your way that they should be minding their own business. It may cause some issues between you, you have to remind him that you are a grown adult and that you can take care of yourself. He believes you, he knows you're strong and capable of anything you want to achieve, but he can't fight his protective instincts. He takes your security and your well-being very seriously. He wants you to know that he cherishes you, that he loves you and that he cares for you.

SMUT

Dalton is a big fan of proving you wrong, but with gentle persuasion. When the two of you start hooking up and dating, he will not put on too big of a show because he's scared to hurt you. He'll start slow, let things escalate at their own pace. He'll pull you closer by the hand for a kiss, surprising you by how he does that so effortlessly. He'll bring your body closer and wrap his arm around you to keep you pressed against him while you cuddle. He'll pull on your ankles to get you closer to the edge of the bed. He'll flip you over on the bed after a little warning that barely gives you enough time to register what he did. He'll hook his arms under your thighs to stop you from squirming away after he makes you cum and he doesn't want to stop just yet.

As much as he wants to chase the high, to show you just how much he can do and how far he can take you, he does it all gradually. He checks in often, maybe too many times at first. Tons of "are you alright? you good, you wanna continue? did it hurt, are you okay?" will be spoken to make sure he doesn't hurt you accidentally. He'll be careful not to hurt you, unless you ask him to.

He's flexible and he will adjust to your body. He'll make it work. You don't have to worry about it. If he can hold his opponent down like a pretzel until they tap out, he certainly can do the same to you. He'll push on your thighs to hold your legs down. He'll spread your pussy open and grunt at how you react when his nose bumps against your clit or when you whimper while he licks your puffy pussy lips. He'll pull on the skin of your cheeks to keep your ass open so he can access what he craves. He'll praise you when you help him, making it easier for him to fuck you good like you deserve.

On the topic of flexibility, he'd love to help you out with yours if you want to. He'll teach you exercises and show you how to relax your body. He'll also respect your limitations. You won't catch him be mad when you say your stomach is in the way or that you struggle to ride him so he has to use you as a fleshlight while you're on top. However, you will catch him rolling his eyes if you say you can't open your legs wider while he knows full well that you do when he's fucking you.

He loves when you sit on his face, no matter how many times he must remind you that he can take it, that you won't hurt him, that he can hold his breath long enough until you coat his tongue with your wetness. He enjoys every second of it.

He's loud. Dalton is a grunter. He grunts when he's fucking you deep with slow but rough thrusts. He grunts when he pulls out so he doesn't cum too fast at the heavenly feeling of your pussy on his hard cock. He grunts when he feels you gag around his cock. He grunts when he tastes your pussy on his tongue and feel your clit pulsate while he sucks on it. He's so fucking loud and he will do whatever he can to make you as loud as him. He wants you to get lost in the moment and forget about your fears and insecurities. He wants you to ride the waves of your orgasms with him until both of you forget how to speak and you can't take it anymore.

The things he must have seen and touched during his career in the UFC make it so that he's unbothered by extra skin to move around, or pretty much anything of the sort. He'll find a way to always make it work and he won't complain. In fact, he loves it. He loves feeling your body on him. He loves the skin-to-skin contact, the closeness. The sweat, the friction, the more he gets the more he wants.

He swells with pride and happiness when he sees you trying to process of the aftermath. Out of breath, flustered, shocked, stuck somewhere between needing three business days to recover and wanting to do it all over again right away. He loves seeing you fucked out of your mind, blissful and satisfied. Dalton loves knowing that he's the one helping you get there, helping you feel so good.

And he knows you love admiring him just as much. The feeling of worship is very much so mutual. He adores the marks, pearls of sweat and trails of euphoric tears he leaves on you. And you adore to watch his muscles and veins bulge after he's had his way with you.

Unlike his trainings of his fights, he doesn't end up in a human sized bucket of ice, but he loves the ritual of cleaning up in the shower or taking a bath with you. He loves to gently touch your body, paying close attention to where his hands might have left bruises earlier. He loves to show you his love with his touch rather than with his caring words or worried questions. It makes Dalton's heart flutter when you do the same, when you soap up his toned body and you wash away the mess of sweat and cum you made together. It often ends up with the two of you going at it again, or simply just jerking each other off with no intention to cum but rather to just feel closer and relax while the hot water heals your bodies.

To put it briefly, Dalton is built for the plus size girlies. He's got the strength, he's got the stamina. He's got it all to make you feel good, to make you feel like you're the hottest person alive because, to him, you very much so are. He cares for you and wants to make you feel comfortable. The more he explores your body and the more he discovers what you love and how to make you moan louder and cum harder, the freakier he will become. Dalton likes it hot and dirty, but he also loves it deep and passionate. He's gonna adapt to what you like and what you can physically do. He's gonna put in the work. He's gonna do what it takes to make you cum so hard you feel like he knocked you out in the best way possible.