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this is pure pwp and sacrilege. fem reader. minors dni.
father geto was a pious man.
he donned his cassock with a devoted pride, spent his days delivering masses that were so holy and wonderful that they filled the church every sunday. he prayed devoutfully, opened the confessional booth on a weekly basis, kept the church tidy and decorated dedicated his time to helping churchgoers, volunteered to help at charity events and visited the sick and elderly.
he was everything that a perfect priest should be, the definition of a gentle giant. people all over your fairly small and religious town had naught but praise for him, filled with wonder and swooning at his very name. his exemplary behaviour didn't help much with how handsome he was - the youngest priest the town had seen in a while, only around 27. with long dark hair that he always kept at least half up in a top-knot, some loose strands falling over his face. warm, smooth, unblemished skin. deep, intelligent violet eyes. a sturdy, tall build that emanated safety and protection, a guardian figure.
father geto wasn't just respected, he was loved. loved for his good looks, yes, but also his kindness, his generosity, his dedication to the people, his goodness, like an early saint.
...
...so then why was he so sinfully cruel when he ate out your cunt right on top of the altar table?
his big hands curled tight around the soft meat of your thighs, holding your legs apart. his collar was undone, leaving a slither of neck visible. the tall stone walls of the parish echoed the sounds of wet slurping and poorly muffled moans.
"f-fath- hnng, fathe- hahh-..."
you could barely even coordinate his name. geto peered up at you over your front, fox-like eyes gleaming with amusement. he didn't reply, his tongue already busy with your soft pussy. he alternated between clit and opening, sucking and licking, and the more juices he lapped up the more seemed to leak out of you.
the pristine white altar table cover was surely stained by now, though neither of you seemed to care. you were too deep into having your pussy ate, and geto was too focused on overstimulating you.
he was doing a good job, of course. if it weren't for his hands gripping you tight, your hips would be stuttering and squirming like possessed.
you came again with a cry, hardly quietened by your hand over your mouth, and geto couldn't help but think about how much you reminded him of a sacrificial lamb right now. restrained, quivering, helpless, laid out on an altar in front of your god.
except he, unlike the biblical god, didn't know much of mercy.
"that's it," his caramel voice was soft and low, a hint of rasp giving away his arousal, "good fuckin girl. so-" a pause to give your twitching clit another quick suck, "-so good f'me."
you didn't have much time to come down, maybe a minute or so where geto decided to kiss and lap at the warm skin of your inner thighs instead, before you knew he'd be back to the source for more. it was his forbidden fruit. or was it your forbidden fruit, and he was the snake tempting you? you weren't sure. your mind was too hazy for metaphors right now.
"had enough, lamb?" father geto cooed, and you suppressed a shudder just at the look that he gave you - a dark, smug smile and narrowed eyes. his tone was almost mocking. "poor thing."
your soft pants began to come down, and you could just about form a coherent sentence now.
"f-father-" you mewled, the almost pitiful sound echoing off the church walls, "wan' more."
geto's smile broadened. he tilted his head, and you could swear his energy shifted a bit.
"oh, more?" he cooed, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your mound. "don't worry, lamb. this is my favourite form of prayer. i won't be done anytime soon."
warnings: dom! geto, fingers in mouth, a little spitplay, implied bj
suguru is so silly.
sometimes he'll get up early just to make you breakfast. wander about the kitchen all sleepy-eyed and groggy, his long hair still messy from last night. shirtless, with his pj pants riding low on his hips, while he mixes up some simple pancake batter. plates the fluffy, sweet pancakes and drizzles them in all your favourite toppings. so silly of him.
he'll wake you up with a couple kisses to your face, mumbling in your ear like a buzzing fly until you swat at him tiredly. he'll just snicker and bite the tip of your nose lightly, making a smug little comment about your morning breath that'll finally get you sitting up.
and he's such a silly little guy, he'll even tear away bits of pancake from the plate he set down on the nightstand, hand-feed you them. watch your pretty lips open, catch the tiniest glitter of your wet little tongue, as you eat.
he's so silly, his fingers bumped against your tongue!! he's just sleepy, don't mind him. enjoy your pancakes. they're nice, right? taste yummy? try this tea when you've swallowed all the food, have a few sips. oh, your lips parted to eat some more pancake, but his hands are empty? how silly of you.
now his fingers are in your mouth. you're soooo cute, drooling over his hand like this. makes him feel like being even sillier. pushing his long digits a little further in, watching you whimper and look up at him with those pretty eyes. press the pads of his fingers down on your soft tongue. he's looming over you, herding you further back into the unmade bed, smirking and cooing. with his other hand, he reaches down to swipe at the drool dripping down your chin. aw, his big fingers in your mouth stopped you from being able to swallow properly? how silly of him.
omg.. the cat cafe.. i love the setting-the-scene intro, and i am looking forward to meeting all of the employees (and cats)
hnnfhs this makes me so happy,, <3 thank you!! currently working on a few different guys' shots, just switching between them. not sure which to release first hehehe.
a/n: i did a bit of background research but i mostly went off gut feeling, and i'm no professional when it comes to fragrances and i haven't actually smelled any of these in person, so please correct me if i'm wrong about any of them!! i added fragantica links if anyone wants to check them out.
i dunno why but i always picture gojo to smell kinda soapy?? not in a bad way but just a very clean, fresh, dove bar kinda smell. i can't picture him smelling overly masculine or mature, it just doesn't seem to fit how i view his personality and all that. i don't think he'd go for more juvenile smells either, but definitely something a bit lighter and fresher than heavy, musky colognes.
so for this i've matched him with prada amber pour homme. from what i could find, it has very soapy and clean notes of neroli and citrus as well as a bit of spice to it. it also supposedly smells very expensive and high quality, which i think would also fit as something for gojo to wear given the fact that he's, yk, fucking loaded.
suguru geto
geto has always given me earthy, oud-y vibes. probably the monk getup and that one figure of him with a smoking pipe. i feel like he'd smell of a woodsy, smokey incense with maybe just a teeny bit of playful floral - overall masculine and mature but with a bit of youthful playfulness.
for that, i've decided to match him with oud essentiel by guerlain. it's a unisex perfume that has top notes of agarwood, leather, and saffron. definitely gives vibes of mystery and luxury, it's described as a darker and heavier fragance with a nice bit of smokiness.
kento nanami
i can't help but imagine him with a very nice, simple, classic masculine fragance. i'm not really too much of a nanami girl (i get the appeal tho) but he seems like such a classic guy. musky and leathery scent for sure, with maybe a bit of light woodsiness.
givenchy gentleman feels like a good fit for nanami. from what i've read it's a very classy, masculine cologne. there's top notes of pepper and bergamot that give it a spicy sort of smell as well as a powderiness to it that then fades out after some wear. supposedly it's a very mature, masculine and 'daddy'ish cologne.
choso kamo
choso gives me kinda sweaty vibes. i say this with all my heart as a choso girlie, i think he smells at least a bit BO-y. not because i think he's dirty, but some people just sweat a lot, yk?
i think haute concentration by yves saint laurent. it's a masculine fragance that has some herbal notes that would work well with a BO smell rather than against it (mask the worst of it and enhance the muskiness). it also has citrus and spicy notes, which i think adds a fresher and more comforting touch, and is described as a slightly dated but still enjoyable sort of masculine scent.
a/n: hii, this is the beginning to a oneshot series i've decided to do for a couple of the jujutsu kaisen men, set in an au where there's no curses or sorcerers or any tragic horrible deaths and they all work at the same cat cafe! this is sort of an intro chapter to set the scene and introduce them, then i'm going to write a continued installment for each specific man. i've also opened requests for this au, so feel free to ask for further drabbles of smut or fluff for any of the guys featured if you like. <3
warnings: none. following installments will likely contain smut, and may also feature violence, mentions of violence, and/or distressing themes. absolutely none of it will be cat-related, for those that might be worried.
there was a new cat cafe that had opened, on the outskirts of the city centre - not far from where you lived. it looked really nice, actually. every time you had peered into it in passing, you had noticed the warm lighting and comfortable seats, how nicely decorated the place was and how much stuff there was for the cats - hidey holes and platforms and bridges and shelves and scratching posts, the list went on. it was clear the place took very good care of their kitties.
you had been meaning to go for a while, it was just a matter of time. your regular local cafe had been getting boring recently, and you were on the hunt for a new place to buy a drink, sit about and do work on your laptop in.
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it was a chilly weekday afternoon when you had randomly decided to give the place a go. you had been out anyway, picking up a few essentials from some other stores - fresh deodrant, some some new socks, boring stuff like that. your laptop was in your bag anyway though, as you had been intending on taking your favourite spot at your regular haunt and spending a few hours finishing up some essay drafts with a nice hot cup beside you. coffee or tea, didn't really matter at this point, as long as it warmed you from this biting wind.
but then you had passed that cat cafe, and it gave you pause. you were overcome by a sudden urge to go inside - why not? your brain reasoned, you'll get to do your work with some cute kitties about.
so your turned on your heel and headed over to the glass doors. they were heavy, though you managed to get them open by yourself. stepping inside, you felt a rush of warm air surround you, which was an absolute delight after walking around in the cold.
another door greeted you, these ones less difficult to open. you figured having two doors was a safety measure, so the cats couldn't escape. smart.
now you were fully in the cafe, and you took a little look around. it felt different on the inside, bigger and cosier. there were plenty of nooks to set up in, and plenty of cats lazing around. the air was warm with a subtle scent of coffee and clean cat - fitting.
you were pulled out of your little daze by the sound of someone clearing their throat beside you. turning your head, you blinked as you realized there was a guy stood by the front desk, smiling at you. he had an undercut, the top of his hair dyed a bold pink that somehow suited him. he wore what you assumed was the cafe uniform - baggy pants and a plain t-shirt, all black, though a small logo of the cafe was embroidered onto the left side of the shirt in white. on the right side of the shirt, a little black badge with the name 'YUJI' printed in bold white lettering was pinned, a little lopsided.
"hii!" the young man greeted you politely, already fiddling around pulling out a small black binder and pen from behind the desk. "welcome to catpuccino cafe, i'm yuji! did you prebook your visit?"
"oh, no." you shook your head with a small smile. "just a walk-in. is that okay?"
"definitely. we're usually super quiet in the middle of the week." yuji replied, flipping through the binder briefly. "if you ever wanna visit on a weekend or during the holidays, though..." he whistled, setting the binder down facing you on a blank page, the pen on top. "...it gets super busy. anyway, just write your name, phone number, and the date and time please! is this your first time visiting our cafe?"
you nod and pick up the pen, quickly noting down the details yuji had asked for. once you were done, he put the binder and pen away.
"yeah, it's my first time visiting any cat cafe." you replied with a little smile.
"aw, that's great! i'm glad you chose ours, you'll love it here!" he grinned, and from the genuine enthusiasm he seemed to radiate, you couldn't help but believe him. he continued. "we have a small hourly fee we charge seperate from any food and drink. it's mostly to cover the kitties needs, stuff like their food and litter. most people pay for one hour, but since we're currently so quiet, you can do more if you like?"
you thought over his offer for a moment, before nodding.
"i think i'll do two hours, if that's okay? i have my laptop with me, so i wanna do some quiet work here too." you replied. yuji's grin widened, if that was even possible.
"sure!!" he nodded, rattling off the total whilst getting the card machine ready for you. you tapped your card and he checked that it went through before stepping out from behind the desk. he was definitely a bit younger than you, though he seemed well-exercised and energetic. he gestured for you to follow, beginning to lead you through the cafe to find you a good spot. as he did, he pointed out various kitties you both passed by.
"that little guy over there is piper, he's pretty quiet. oh, there's cinnamon!! she's super soft, and has the cutest little meow. there's jazz and jibe on that little shelf up in the corner, they're a package deal."
you smiled warmly as you followed yuji, your eyes following his gesturing at each of the cats. you were surprised at how well he seemed to know them all, though then again it also made sense - you were sure the workers here were responsible for the cats too.
finally, yuji stopped at a cosy looking spot in the corner. a comfortable looking armchair by a bigger table, not far from a pretty big cat tree. you could see at least three kitties lounging there already.
"this spot seems like it'd be nice to do some work in." yuji spoke, smiling. "feel free to get settled down, one of our servers should be with you soon. there's a little menu there on the table for you to browse. hope you enjoy your time here!"
with that, yuji was off, bustling back to the front desk to greet more customers coming in through the door. you sighed softly and smiled to yourself, glad that you had picked this place out already. between the cute kitties and the cosy, quiet vibes, it seemed perfect for a few hours of focus. you set your bag down on the floor beside you, blinking in surprise when a small tabby kitten prowled out from under your chair. it stared up at you curiously for a moment, sniffing your hand when you held it out before giving it a little nuzzle. after that, it pattered off, looking to find something new to do.
you straightened and smiled, watching the kitten go. adorable. next you pulled off your coat, pushing it down into the armchair you were sat in. your eyes flickered over the table, before spotting the menu yuji had mentioned. you picked it up, turning it over slowly. the cafe seemed to offer a variety of drinks and snacks, including little treats to buy for the kitties. for now though, you decided to pick something out for yourself.
between hot and cold teas and coffees, alongside even a few various hot chocolate and smoothie options, you felt spoiled for choice. though as you scanned the menu, you eventually settled on a drink choice that clicked instantly. it sounded perfect, and you instantly knew it was what you wanted to try. now just to order it.
you looked up over the menu, finally taking in the view of the cafe from your seat. you had a good angle, pretty close to the back so you could see the entire interior from where you were. there was a handful of fellow customers scattered around, most already with food and drink in front of them, talking or petting relaxed kitties. you looked for any servers, beginning to spot them throughout the cafe. as you glanced at each one, your brows furrowed slightly, the warmth surrounding you suddenly feeling a little more intense. you couldn't help but notice how every single one of these servers seemed to be tall, male, and tragically handsome.
oh.
one was currently taking an order, brows furrowed in concentration as he scribbled in his little notebook. his dark brown hair was tied up in messy twin buns, bangs framing his face. you squinted your eyes and swore you caught sight of a face tattoo. his all-black uniform, same as yuji's, looked a bit baggier, and he wore cargo pants instead of regular ones, along with heavy black boots.
another two men were chatting together in the corner idly. one had short, messy white hair and an idle smirk on his lips, dark rounded glasses sitting on his nose. his uniform was a bit more form-fitting, and he wore a black longsleeve shirt under the cafe logo t-shirt. the other man had long straight black hair, tied half-up into a bun with some loose bangs on one side of his face. his uniform was much more oversized, and he wore black baggy pants that tapered in at the ankle. he was listening to the white-haired man chatter, smiling slightly and nodding along, both men relaxed.
not far from the two, another man with short blond hair and green-tinted glasses was stood flicking through a binder, expression stoic and focused. his different uniform - still all black, but instead of a casual t-shirt he wore straight pants and a button-up with the cafe logo embroidered - seemed to indicate he had a slightly higher position. manager, perhaps.
you spotted two more men off near the back, by one of the doors. one had a haircut similar to yuji's, though he seemed taller and more muscular, his uniform tight around his torso. the other man had long, grey-ish blue hair tied in three sections by the ends. he seemed the leanest of them all, his t-shirt loose but his pants straight-fitted. they also seemed to be talking, though judging by the intensity of the pink-haired one's glare and the concealed venom of the blue-haired one's smile, their conversation didn't seem nearly as pleasant.
the door they were stood by was partially open, and through the small sliver you could see what you assumed was the kitchen where the drinks and food were made, seperated from all the cats. you just caught a glimpse of a man bustling about, tall and about as muscular as the pink-haired one with short black hair that fell around his face, black t-shirt tight and form-fitting.
mouth a little dry, you shift back into your seat and glance down at your menu again, processing everything your eyes had just seen. how the hell was this place so jam-packed full of testosterone? did every attractive man in this area just see the cafe opening and think, 'yeah, i'm gonna work here'? not that you were complaining, but this almost felt like one of those too-good-to-be-true situations. but it wasn't, it was real. and one of them was about to serve you.
holy shit, one of them was about to serve you.
you pull your phone out of your pocket quickly, heartrate picking up as the realization hit. using the black reflective screen as a little makeshift mirror, you do a quick check-over yourself. no smudges on your face or anything in your teeth... hopefully not. it was pretty difficult to see in the reflection on the screen. you ran a hand through your hair, trying to neaten it up a bit after how wind-swept it had gotten outside, when you suddenly hear a throat clearing right above you.
I see you have your matchups open I was just wondering about the fandoms you write for.
hello!! if you check my pinned post you'll see that i actually have matchups closed atm <3 i was making a matchups rule post just to have for reference in the future. but the fandom list is the same that it is for my regular request rules.
here's the general form of the type of information that would be useful to me if you would like to submit a matchup. the more detail i get the better but pleeaaase only submit what you are comfortable with.
i don't mind being sent big paragraphs, get as into it as you like! (it'll probably mean i'll write more for you since i'll have more to go off)
key things i would like to see are marked with a <3, but the rest you can treat as suggestions/prompts.
<3 the fandom you're wanting to get a matchup from unless i've opened a fandom-specific matchup event in which case feel free to skip this step
<3 your age/age range honestly i just wanna be sure you're not a minor, so just saying you're an adult would be fine!
<3 your gender identity/pronouns
<3 your gender preference/sexuality
your zodiac sign
[very optional] your general appearance/taste in fashion
your favourites [colour, food, drink, crystal, book, film, song, etc]
<3 your likes
<3 your dislikes
<3 your hobbies
an item[s] of yours that you particularly treasure
your go-to order at the fast-food restaurant of your choice
your ideal in a partner
any fun facts about yourself
<3 whether or not you would like a little nsfw headcanon at the end
a/n: no described genetalia for reader, but does have described breasts and is implied to be a lil thicc and curvy <3
warnings: smut, thighfucking, gentle teasing for choso, subby choso, a lil spitplay, cumeating at the end.
he's all sprawled out on the unmade bed, half covered by crinkled white sheets. panting and sweating all messy, dark brown hair loose and probably tangled by now. his heavy-set eyes are half-closed, soft lips parted, head tilted back in a way that gave you a perfect view of his throat.
"f-fuck-... haah..."
you're on top of him, holding your upper body up with your arms behind you - palms flat against the mattress, on either side of his legs. your back is arched up a bit, tits on perfect display for him as they bounce with each of your shared motions. your thighs are pressed together, then bent at the knee. between them, his reddened cock pokes through with each of his erratic upward thrusts.
choso's eyes are glued to you, he can't decide where he wants to look more. your supple thighs, the soft curves of your tummy, your bouncing tits. he lets out another groan, more warmth curling in his lower stomach. he doesn't think he can last much longer like this. usually, when he fucks your thighs, it's more of an opportunistic thing. spooning you in the morning, against the sliding door when you shower together, that sort of thing. he doesn't think you've ever specifically gotten on top of him and initiated it yourself - until now.
you're gazing down at him with a smirk, head tilted slightly. matching his thrusts with your own little bounces, making sure the soft flesh of your thighs stimulates his throbbing cock.
"you like that, baby?" you coo, feeling him leak more precum, making your skin more slick. he's leaked enough by now that each of his thrusts make a squelching noise. "yeah you do, messy boy."
he can only whimper in response, his big hands holding your plush hips tightly. not controlling your movements, he wouldn't dare, just trying to keep himself grounded as he fucks up into your thighs.
"you like thigh-fucking me, choso?" you continue. your arms burn from holding yourself up for so long, but it's a small price to pay for getting to see him so debauched.
choso nods, almost delirious, hips pistoning up and down without pause.
"y-yeah-..." he chokes out, deep voice all gravelly and breathy. "yeah, l-love it... love you... thank y-you..."
you giggle a little and shift your hands to lean against the tops of his legs instead, letting you lean in a bit closer. from this angle, you're looking straight down at his cock thrusting up between your soft inner thighs. you can feel choso's gaze on you as you gather spit in your mouth, parting your lips. tongue all lolled out, the saliva drips down and lands on his cock. quickly spreading over your own skin too, making more of a mess.
"shit..."
choso's voice trembles, and you realize he's on the verge of orgasm. with a few more desperate thrusts, he moans so loudly his voice cracks. thick, creamy cum spills between your legs, some even managing to get on your abdomen. you smile in satisfaction, letting your arms relax as you finally rest your full weight on choso.
he's panting heavily, head still tilted back, though his eyes remain glued on you. his adam's apple bobs as he swallows thickly, taking in the sight of you covered in his cum. it's not a sight he'll ever get tired of, he's sure.
"thank you." he mumbles again, catching his breath.
you huff out in mild amusement. "you're welcome, baby. you don't need to th-"
you're cut off when choso's hands on your hips suddenly tighten, and he lifts you off him with a complete lack of effort. you're pushed back onto the bed, and before you know it he's crawled between your thighs.
"i *do* need to thank you." he mumbles, hands sliding down to the backs of your knees. he holds your legs open for him, nose nudging your calf. "because you're so perfect to me."
with that, his tongue is on you, beginning to lap up his mess from between your thighs.
characters i have written down but have no fics posted for them yet are there because i either have something ready to post for them, plan on writing something for them, or just to indicate that i am very willing to write for this character [so feel free to send me stuff for/about them if my inbox is open]
Heyo! I'd like a romantic Sonic matchup if you don't mind ^-^
Name: Walela Rose!
Pronouns: She/they
Sexuality and preferences: Bisexual, and my big crushes are Shadow, Sonic and Knuckles (am major Shadow simp) but I’m cool with any match. If you’re focusing on my big 3, I mostly crush on modern and Boom Sonic, movie Knuckles and any freaking iteration of Shadow (except IDW, they did him so dirty ;--;) smaller crush on movie Sonic and Blaze, but again I’m good with any matchup so no pressure!
Personality: where do I freaking start. I am more or less a huge anxious shut in. I have pretty bad anxiety and am scared to be outside by myself. I am a little socially anxious and am awkward, whether I’m confident about it or not. Whenever I try to talk to someone new, I tend to open up with a joke or meme that they end up not understanding and the convo usually ends there. Otherwise, I tend to not talk around strangers. However, when I get close to someone, they can’t shut me up. I get clingy, really affectionate and maybe annoying idk. I tend to crack myself up with puns that everyone else facepalms over. Sometimes I overshare my thoughts. I can be loud when I get excited. My sleep schedule is fricked up lol and I am a bit chubby. I also have a lot of low iq moments lmao and I need a lot of reassurance to know somebody isn’t going to leave me or replace me with someone else. I like sharing the things I obsess about with the ones close to me. I’m an age regressor, but even when I’m not regressing I tend to act a bit like a kid. I’m also lazy af and I blush easily. (Sorry if this was super long)
Likes and dislikes: I like singing and playing video games and drawing too! I don’t like pickles, or coffee, and I don’t like hard thunderstorms or people angry yelling at me bc those scare me a lot. I really like Kingdom Hearts and My Little Pony and, of course, the Sonic franchise! My favorite colors are pastels and black. Although I like fireworks, I have to plug my ears when watching them bc I’m a highly sensitive person and those big loud babies hurt my ears. I like childlike things, like those stupid pretend cash register toys.
Relationship type: Something intimate, someone who likes taking care of me but tries to help me grow as a person as well. A relationship where they'll just suddenly remind me that they love me (that makes me swoon) and say sweet things in my ear first thing in the morning (more swooning). Perhaps someone just a little bit possessive, like they get a little jealous or pull me close when they feel like there's competition nearby. Someone who likes to gently brush my hair and doesn't call me cringe if I write them a super cheesy love poem. Someone who will love my body regardless of its shape, but still encourage me to be healthy. And someone who will be understanding and caring when I regress.
NSFW: My top 3 kinks are yandere, DDLG (as in calling someone Daddy and they take on a dilf-like role) and praise kink. I'm a switch, but mostly submissive.
hello lovely, thank you for submitting! i hope you like your matchup!
i match you with...
knuckles the echidna
• this is honestly just a gut feeling but i think knuckles would be a really good match for you!!
• he would definitely help you come out of your shell a bit, at least if you're only around him, to help you overcome your social anxiety. even if it's just baby steps.
• definitely loves taking care of you, making sure you're okay in any given situation, keeping an eye on you when you're around others in case your social battery runs dry
• his love language is acts of service so i think he'd overall just enjoy having someone that lets him convey that
• i don't think he'd be too into pda or anything like that, i headcanon him as pretty reserved, but when it's just the two of you he loves to murmur his affections by your ear while he keeps you close
• won't get most of the memes you reference but will still appreciate it anyway <3 he will enjoy your silly jokes and puns though
• knuckles is very protective over what he loves and what he considers his so rest assured you are in very safe hands, not to mention he won't hesitate to assert himself as your s/o if anyone else tries anything funny
• enjoys your affectionate, clingy nature, would never find it annoying.
• honestly if you gave him a cheesey love poem, he'd be more flustered than anything. he's not used to receiving such affection so it takes him off guard!
Hello! I saw you had matchups open and i was hoping i could get a romantic bnha matchup :)
>pronouns: She/her
>fandom(s): BNHA
>if you want a romantic or platonic match: Romantic please
>if you have a preference between heroes or villains (if applicable to the fandom):
I don't have a preference
>gender preference of your match:
Any gender is fine with me
>describe your personality:
I am introverted most of the time however i still don't mind chatting with people either. I also am empathetic and i will always stand up for what i believe in and i try to be someone people can go to for their problems. The weird thing is even though i try to be kind to everyone, there are times where i meet someone and i realize that person doesn't deserve kindness. Im also hot headed and even though i don't get into physical fights, if someone says something that hits close to home, i turn into a mean person and have made others cry. Not something im proud of i just snap back when someone disrespects me
>your likes and dislikes:
i enjoy cleaning, cooking, anything related to makeup and fashion related, taking care animals and children, Reading manga, playing video games and watching murder documentaries.
As far as dislikes go i don't like, close minded people, not having a sense of control of my life, being alone, being ignored, being compared to others and seeing others i care about in pain
>what type of relationship do you want? something intimate, independent? someone to take care of, someone to take care of you? get married, have kids? etc.:
I would like someone who is patient, doesn't mind me being clingy, and someone who will protect me.
>anything else you want me to know:
I have borderline personality disorder so its important to have someone who wont get annoyed with me and is reassuring
As far as kinks go, im a sub and my top there kinks are: praise, breeding and its not really a kink but aftercare is really important to me.
Thank you so much and have a good day/night !
hi hi thank you for submitting! sorry i got round to this so late but i hope you enjoy anyways <3
i match you with...
Keigo Takami
this one felt like somewhat of a no-brainer to me honestly, it just felt like you two would be a perfect fit for each other!
keigo appreciates your more introverted nature as a contrast to his extrovertedness, i think you both balance well for it.
is always on the lookout for when your social battery starts running dry in case he needs to whisk you away, especially because of how anywhere he goes people tend to flock.
he deeply respects your emphathetic nature and how you stand up for what you believe is right. it's all what makes a hero after all, and whether you yourself are a pro hero or not he believes its a very admirable trait to have.
your hot headedness doesn't put him off as much as it intrigues him. sure, it may sometimes be an overreaction and in those cases he might interject to ease the situation... but if you're simply defending yourself from a rude individual, and you're not actively getting physical, who's he to stop that?
i think he'd be good at reassuring you and making you feel safe/loved in terms of your BPD. he's good at easing tense situations, and always has a joke to lighten the mood, but if thats not what you need he'll also sit down and take care of you in any way you need.
you share an interest in fashion, so he likes browsing fashion magazines with you, and often takes you on little shopping sprees. his treat, of course.
hawks is very protective of you, rest assured that on his watch nothing bad would ever happen! he's also very observant and can usually even sus out potential danger before you register it.
Hi, i hope doing good. Can i have romantic Marvel and Bnha matchups please. I prefer heroes btw💐
I'm genderfluid, bisexual with male preference.
I'm Turkish, i have long black wavy hair. I have thick black eyebrows, brown eyes. I always have rosy cheeks. My body is curvy with very big chest and little tummy. Also i'm 172 cm.
I always have poker face. Those who know me for the first time describe me as cold, quiet, and distant. I'm only close to two or three people. They describe me as cold, soft inside, calm, resourceful and knowledgeable. They say I make clever jokes and I'm the mom-friend. And i hate phsyical touch. My love language is words of affirmation. And I'm a switch in a relationship.
If I talk about myself, I've always been on my own. I have family problems, I was never close with my father. Even though we are side by side with my mother, we are distant. I'm just my own mom and dad. That's why I've always focused on academic achievement for salvation. And I think I'm very good at it.
My hobbies are drawing, sewing, writing and researching, especially about mythology, cultures, history, fashion. I always wear my headphones and listen to music.
I like silence, soft colors, being alone, flowers (especially honeysuckle), spring and breeze.
I don't like crowds, noise, children, loud talkers and shiny things.
I always wear colorful clothes with floral prints. I also wear interesting earrings and different printed socks.
And finally, I don't really have an ideal type. I love every person. I like the fact that there are different people.
hi hi, thanks for submitting! hope you enjoy your matchups!
i match you with...
Steve Rogers [Marvel]
• i matched you with steve because i think he'd be very attracted to your independence and intelligence (and of course your beautiful looks)
• i think you two would work well because while you're both independent people and very much a power couple, you can also take care of one another
• he admires you so when you allow him to take care of you, he views that as a big step in the relationship, if that makes sense??
• similarly, he appreciates when you take care of him in your own way too <3
• he's happy to take the lead when you want to be cared for and happy to step back when you're feeling more dominant
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Yagi Toshinori [BNHA]
• very similar reasons to steve, i think all might would really admire you as a person, your attitude and all you've been through
• again, he likes to take care of you when you allow it and deeply appreciates being taken care of (despite putting up a bit of a fight at the start)
• would absolutely bring you flowers all the time, he'd take note of the ones you especially like too
• he can be a bit loud sometimes, especially in his big form, but he'll try and keep the volume to a minimum if it bothers you
• loves seeing what funky earrings you're going to wear each day, he compliments all your outfits overall but your earrings always especially interest him
Hey hey! If it isn’t too much trouble, could I please have a male marvel matchup please?
Personality: I’m super chill until you mess with someone I care about. I’m a nerd when it comes to history, cultures and music. Although I’m not shy or have that much trouble making friends, I’m a total loner. To the point that I’ve moved to other countries by myself and often travel alone. I’m pretty adventurous and I’m an INFP. So I can be in my feelings a lot but I’ve gotten better about not crying in front of others or showing my anger until I’m alone. I also try to stand up for what’s right and be understanding of those different from me. I’m pretty chill on the outside despite me having both adhd and anxiety and I’m generally friendly to everyone which can get me in trouble sometimes when it’s looked at as flirting. I don’t have crushes that often but when I do I’m super into him until I see we’re not getting anywhere and disappear if I feel like things are taking too long to come into fruition. That being said I can be really impatient and easily bored when it comes to romance but with just about everything else I’m pretty levelheaded and think things through. I’m usually the friend that throws parties or plans trips or hang outs. I’m pretty independent too. I can talk to anyone but I have to recharge and sometimes that can take days or weeks of me being alone. I’m really bad about standing up for myself but I stand up for others easily and hate intolerance.
Appearance: I’m a 27 year old black woman with locs that I sometimes put crystals in. I sort of have both a hippie and alt style but I also like dressing up sort of edgy. I’ve been compared to a fairy as far as my features go since I have high cheekbones, look young for my age, feminine with sharpish features and expressive eyes. I have a really smirky smile as well.
Interests: I love listening to music, I play bass guitar, love traveling and experiencing other cultures. I also like collecting crystals, being in nature, being around animals, reading and crocheting. I also spend a lot of time reflecting on how to be a better person. Depending on the vibe and who I’m with I can be both a partier and a homebody.
Quirks: I’m clumsy, sometimes stutters when my thoughts are too fast and my mouth can’t keep up, if I’m really really attracted to a guy I don’t really talk all that much because I’m nervous that I’ll ramble or say something stupid.
Thank you!!
hi hi!! sorry this took a while, but i hope you enjoy your matchup, and thank you for sending it in!!
i match you with...
Bucky Barnes!!
• firstly, bucky absolutely understands your introvertedness, and will very much respect it if you need to be alone for a while to recharge from any interactions. he also won't take it personally if it's interactions with him that you need to recharge from
• he finds the fact that you clam up when you get flustered absolutely adorable. he's a decent flirt so he has no problem filling in the conversation for you, making sure it stays in the direction where he likes it if you catch my drift-
• bucky admires how quick and firm you are to stand up for others but the fact that you struggle to do it for yourself exasperates him, and until he can teach you how, he will stand up for you in any situation he can
• he loves your style, likes to brush his hand through your hair to feel the crystals if you let him, finds your smirk and edgier style to be such an alluring dark feminine energy. he loves letting you know how attractive you are to him.
• likes listening to you play bass guitar. he can get caught up in his own thoughts when its too silent, so it's always a welcome distraction to hear his beloved making some music! if he hears you play a song he likes, he might even come and watch you.
am i back from an unannounced hiatus?? potentially.
im gonna send out the last of my matchups that have been sat in my drafts for an unholy amount of time (sorry for the wait btw) and see if i can tackle any requests sent in.
in which doe's intense fear of household appliances solidifies even further
pairing: john doe x gn!reader
warnings: hairdryer-related tragedies occur, doe is dramatic as hell, rip one of his hair strands you will be missed :(, plastic straw consumption (do not try at home)
abrupt screams of agony curdle your guts, making your heart drop and your head pound. you scramble off the couch and run to where the ear-splitting noise is coming from.
john doe screeches and writhes, his barely human-looking face contorting in pain and fear. panicked, you look around for the source of his distress, eyes landing on your still-turned on hair dryer, the back end sucking chunks of his hair in, no doubt yanking and ripping at it. with a speed you didn't realize you possessed, you ran over, ignoring how he tried to shove you away and make himself small on the floor as if that would stop the merciless attack.
switching the hairdryer off and unplugging it only solved half of the problem. now that the yanking had ceased, however, doe calmed somewhat, forgetting that the thing still had a decent chunk of his hair tangled within the internal fan. he wrapped himself around your legs, panting and dry sobbing, claws digging into your hips in a desperate search for comfort, for safety. you couldn't find it in yourself to blame him. he was a curious thing, and had likely only wanted to see what the hair dryer did.
"ssshhh, sshhh, shhh." you shushed him, letting him bury his face against your stomach as his shoulders shook. "it's okay, i'm here now."
the soft reassurances seemed to calm your lover down somewhat, though his tight hold around you didn't let up. you took another glance at the mess of hair stuck inside the hair dryer, knowing there was only one solution for it.
"doe, my love. you still have hair stuck inside the hair dryer," you began softly, but doe cut you off with a flinch and a shriek.
"GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT G̵̮͊E̷̱͝Ť̷̯ ̸̡̕I̸̞̍Ṭ̷̑ ̸̧́Ő̵̳Ú̷͔Ţ̵̄-"
you pressed a hand over his mouth, shushing him. he had been starting to glitch and warp with his screams, and that couldn't have been good.
"doe." you murmured, trying to keep him as calm as possible, cupping his cheek. he looked up at you like he was looking up at the whole universe. "i have to cut it. there's no way of untangling it at this point."
the news seemed to break doe, as he burst into complete hysterics, and suddenly scrambled away from you in complete and utter panic-driven terror.
your attempts to soothe doe at this point seem to do little, so you figure it's for the best that you just get this over with. you wandered over to your bathroom cabinet and pulled out a pair of hairdressing scissors that you keep in case those 3am breakdowns ever lead you down that rabbithole. they're sharp though, which at least means you'll be able to cut the hair in one swift go. you returned to the shaking mess on the floor that is currently your boyfriend, your eyes stinging a little as you see how he flinches away.
"oh, doe... i don't want to do this, but there's no other way." you murmured, doing little to calm his hysterics.
"can't you- can't you untangle it?! break open the-... the thingy and pull it out?! please please please! anything but cutting it!! anything, anything!"
you knew it was null but you fiddled around with the hairdryer anyway, trying to untangle what you could. a couple small curly strands came loose, wrapping around your fingers tightly like they were trying to stop you from reaching for the scissors.
"i don't know how to take apart the hairdryer, doe. and even if i did, your hair is tangled around the fan, which is its own sort of bit. i'm sorry. look, i managed to get out a couple strands, but the rest has to be cut."
doe looked up at you with his big eyes. you knew they would have been tear-filled if he was capable of producing tears. he seemed to succumb to your words though, and laid his head on your lap so that you had easy access to his hair. he buried his face in your thigh, likely because he didn't want to see what you were doing.
you didn't want to prolong his suffering, so you got right to it. sectioning off the chunk of hair tangled within the hairdryer, and making sure not a single extra strand would be cut. you took the scissors, grit your teeth, and cut the hair in one swift schnip.
doe's reaction was immediate. he let out his most bloodcurdling scream yet, muffled against the flesh of your thighs. he tried to burrow himself closer against you, even though it wasn't physically possible with how he clung to you. his claws scratched and gripped at the end of your shirt, but your attention turned, in horror, to the remainder of hair attached to him that you had cut. it had seemingly turned a greyish shade of black, contrasting the coppery black that the rest of his head was. despite still being attached to his scalp, the hair was now lifelessly straightens, losing any of the curl it once had. it also seemed to go...cold. doe's hair always has an odd sort of warmth to it, but this strand was cold in your hands. cold and dead.
the hairdryer clattered to the floor as you pulled doe up to hold him against your chest, pressing kiss after kiss to his forehead.
"s'okay now, it's over. it's done. you're so brave, i'm so proud of you." you coo softly, and slowly he calmed, nuzzling into your neck. you let silence fall between the both of you, letting him recover.
eventually, you leaned back to assess his expression. he looked up at you like a kicked puppy.
"you wanna go watch some TV and cuddle?" you offer up not one but two of his favourite activities in an attempt to brighten his mood a bit. it seems to work, as doe gives you a nod, a small smile making its way back on his lips.
"can we order an extra greasy pizza too?" he asks, and you nod, kissing his forehead.
"of course."
"and- and can we order some sour milk sludge mix with it?"
"sure."
"i am so so so so so in love with you."
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hours later, you're both still curled up together on the couch in front of the TV. doe's head rests on your chest as he chews on the plastic straw of his sour mild sludge cup (the foam cup has been eaten already). you gently stroke his hair, every so often feeling the dead strand amongst the rest of his curls.
"doe."
"hm?"
"why did your hair go all...straight and limp when i cut it?" you ask quietly, and watch as doe's head turns to look back at you. he's smiling as usual, though something about it is a little hollow.
"well, um... my hair is the most...me part of me, out of all of...this." he gestures to the rest of his body. your brows furrow in confusion, and you try to make sense of his reply.
"are you saying your hair is...alive?"
doe eyes you for a moment before turning over to face you, rather than the TV screen.
"my darling, my hair is the most alivest part of me." he says, his tone the closest to somber that you think he could ever go. "i am it."
you're quiet for a moment, looking down at doe. you knew he wasn't exactly human, but you had never thought to ask what he was. he had always been just about human enough that the question never occurred to you.
"doe, what are you?"
your lover's smile widens, and he chuckles, leaning up to nuzzle against your neck.
"i'm just a regular guy, my dearest!"
you decide not to tell him how difficult to believe that was and instead continue watching the show with him. your eyes linger from time to time on the greyish strand of hair just visible under layers of oily black curls. you frown.
