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I just finished The Night Prince and I’m losing my mind. I need book 3 right this second. Please feel free to bother me about this book. I want to shout about it to the world I’m so obsessed
The Wolf King rebind 🥰
I’m OBSESSED with this
so, since there seems to be a lack in fluff for our favorite masked badass, here are some fluffy headcanons for none other than Sniper Mask!!
Sniper Mask Boyfriend Headcanons
high-rise invasion/tenkuu shinpan masterlist
he totally has naturally cold hands
he likes to run them under your shirt at random periods just to mess with you
he gives you his blazer when you get cold, 100%, you cannot change my mind on this
has a fixation with your hands
he’ll play with them when your cuddling lots
he traces random patterns on your skin when you cuddle
moves his mask up just enough to give you kisses
protective over you
gets anxious when he doesn’t have an eye on you
and on the chance that you’re lost or in danger
oh man-
he would tear apart everything and everyONE just to find you
when he finds you, you’re gonna be trapped in his arms for a good couple of hours
he takes his mask off in front of you without a care in the world
the first time he did it, you were shocked
and he kinda looked at you like “are you gonna eat or what?”
would kill an angel that comes near you without a second thought
makes SURE you’d never turn into an angel
he’s always careful when he takes off his own mask that you don’t see the back of it
he’s scary good at flirting
can get you flustered EASY
adores pick up lines, even the stupid ones, cause they always get a smile out of you
loves when you mess with his hair
he’ll even start dozing off during it
has a habit of humming
songs? random tunes? whatever. you’ll just hear him start humming out of nowhere
its honestly adorable
teaches you how to shoot his rifle
he makes sure to hold your hand when the two of you go over the suspension bridges
for your sake, and his
peppers your face with kisses whenever he gets the chance
makes it his #1 goal to make sure that you and Kuon get along
calls you “princess” (in private)
likes when you trace your fingers over the scar on his face
probably met you after Kuon brought him out of the hibernation process
didn’t trust you at first, but that changed later on
now he’s a huge simp for you
would actually be a really good cook
is genuinely terrified that something might happen to you
puts his hat on your head from time to time
puts his hat over his eyes when he sleeps
not big into PDA cause he’s scared he’s endangering your safety
but he makes up for it in private
LOVES dancing with you
he likes to hug you from behind
falls asleep really easily (that is, when he DOES sleep. wait- does he sleep?????)
he gives you tons of forehead kisses
overall, a gentleman and a softie <3
feel free to add some more if you want! sorry if they’re a bit OOC, this main just gives me HUGE brain rot and i love him <3
#LOVESTRUCK
CHARACTERS: ALBEDO, BENNETT, CHILDE, DILUC, KAEYA, VENTI, XIAO, ZHONGLI
GENRE: SUGARY SWEET FLUFF ( ̄∀ ̄)
PAIRING: CHARACTER X GN!READER
“THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU.”
NAVIGATION || PART II
#ALBEDO
oh look! mr. albedo found a new very interesting thing he can obsess over…oh look! the new obsession is you! ( 〃..)
his initial reaction when he realises that his peaked interest in you was indeed of romantic nature just was oh. okay.
he doesn’t do anything about it for a very long time
albedo’s not only naturally observant, but it’s also part of his job - so no one really bats an eye when he’s very focused while sketching in his notebook or when he zones out staring into the distance (while you’re coincidentally right in his line of sight)
he pays a lot more attention to you and the small things about you; but most importantly he tries to decipher whether you’re also interested in him or if you see him merely as a friend
he figures that, if he wants to get closer to you, he has to spend more time with you and learn more about you - sucrose suggested reading some romance novels but he refused, claiming that he’d rather focus on you directly ʕ·ᴥ· ʔ
you begin to notice that he’s suddenly very interested in your likes and dislikes?? not only that but he asks really random questions, like
“what do you think is the best location to meet at that would objectively boost interhuman relations?”
“which type of plant sparks the most delight in people, in your opinion?”
“which dish woul-“ “albedo, what are those questions??”
he doesn’t know what sparks the sudden confidence in him, but he very calmly replies,
“i like you. romantically, to be specific.”
。。。('ェ';)⁈
and that’s when you realise that albedo didn’t suddenly gain interest in people and studying human relations, but that all those questions and observations were because he was interested in you~
let’s just say he managed to set up the perfect first date!! (ง `ω´)ง
THESE WERE SO CUTE COSJDKSKXJSJS UGH CHILDES AND KAEYAS WERE MY FAV LIKE FISJDKEJDJ
“that feeling quickly fades away when you see him smile at the waitress the same way and you’re just like 川* ̄д ̄*川 ⁈” IM SOCJSKDJDJ THE 川* ̄д ̄*川 REALLY JUST 👩🍳💋 BROUGHT IT TOGETHER LIKE LMAO I LITERALLY MADE THAT FACE WHEN I SAW IT JDKSJDJ IT MADE ME GIGGLE
AND KAEYA GETTING JEALOUS???? OP YOURE OUT TO KILL ME
Could you do Tomoe in heat headcanons pretty please🥺💕
❝ 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ─────
Sure love~
genre: nsfw
includes: f!reader| yokai heat | masturbation | oral [m. receiving] | edging | penetrative sex | stubborn Tomoe | feral Tomoe | teasing reader
word count: 1034
•Tomoe tries to continue his shrine duties to the best of his abilities, even when he knows that specific time is well on its way. He will try to force it down, keep it there for as long as he possibly can. After all, he has self-control, right?
•Unfortunately for the fox, he soon finds himself locked up in his room. He refuses to leave for days on end - desperately trying to deal with the burning desire to sate his heat that has only worsened thanks to his stubbornness.
•Usually, he would have sought out the Red Light District, but after he found himself falling for you, it was out of the question. Even more so when you both began courting. However, he rejects the idea of crawling to you and begging you to assist in his problem
•Instead, he opts for suffering alone. He tries his utmost hardest not to touch himself, alas, he fails at that as well. Before he knows it, his hand travels down to lightly palm at his clothed length, giving himself only the littlest of pleasures. Soon, it transcends into his hand wrapping around his length, desperately trying to tend to himself. His head hangs back, his free hand slaps over his mouth in attempts to keep his noises down. The last thing he wants is for you to walk in on him in such a pitiful state. However, that short thought of you manifests into a series of lewd ideas, all circling around you.
•“What a mess…” He’d murmur after the fantasies of you wear away and he’s left with the aftermath. Still. It isn’t enough, no matter how long he tries to satisfy himself - it’s never enough.
•Around the third night, you are quite exasperated over the fact that Tomoe’s been avoiding you. He pops in to ensure you’ve eaten, that you’re resting well - only to disappear back to his room. He refuses to let you in his room, insisting that he isn’t ‘feeling too well’. Deciding to finally get down to whatever in the hell was going on - you enter without permission.
•That is when you finally understand why your yokai lover had been avoiding you for so long. There he is, sprawled out on his bed; half-nude, a panting, overwhelmed mess. His lips parted, lashes damp- yet that isn’t what caught your attention. No, instead - it’s his exposed, red-tipped cock which appears to be pulsing and twitching as his trembling fingers lay at the base, unable to satisfy himself any further.
•Violet eyes travel towards you. Tomoe’s breath hitches and he weakly tries to bring his kimono over him. Yet, he’s stopped. Your hues lock. “Tomoe… couldn’t you have asked for help…?’’ You breathe, falling onto the bed, still holding onto his wrist. The fox shakes his head, he insists that you leave him be. Do you listen? Of course not.
•Instead, you lean down and bring the desperate yokai into a kiss. An almost comforting one. It’s a distraction, giving way for your hand to reach down and slowly stroke at his pulsing manhood. That was all it took for Tomoe to melt and roll his up into your palm. Once you pull away, you swear his eyes grow glossy from the relief of your touch.
•He’s gripping on the sheets, grunting, groaning - whatever he can to cover the series of shaky moans that bubble within his throat. Mentally, he scolds himself for not going to you sooner. Although - all thoughts melt into nothingness once you situate yourself between his legs and allow your tongue to do the rest of the work.
•Tomoe sees stars as you take him in. He can’t help but thrust his hand into your hair, fingers coiling into your h/c locks. “Y-Y/N…’’ He breathes, neck arching and lips hanging agape. To you, it was almost amusing to see the usually stoic, intimidating yokai now gasp out heated moans. You even decided to be a little mean and deny him of his upcoming release.
•That was your mistake, Y/N.
•As you raise your head, a smirk on your lips whilst you wipe away a strand of saliva with the back of your wrist, your eyes fall onto Tomoe. He’s panting, twitching and trembling. Yet - he lowers his head to look at you. You don’t even have time to think about your fault, for a hand reaches out and grips at your throat. You gasp as he pulls you in, staring into your eyes with a newfound ferality.
•“Now darling… did you think that was funny? Seems like I’ll have to wipe that smug little smirk off your face…”
•His hold slips to your wrist, forcing them back against the sheets. You’re unable to recognize your usual calm lover, instead, he’s replaced with the stature of feral spirit. What were you to expect from a yokai in heat? Especially Tomoe.
•The rest was a blur. Tomoe had finally broke away from his restrain and forced you into the mattress. Your stomach flushed against the sheets along with your trembling knees. Vision clouded, mind scrambled - all you can think of is how his large length barrels into you, how he slaps against the back of your thighs with each erratic snap of his hips. The hand that once held your throat is now buried into your hair, forcing your head further into his pillow.
•You’re uncertain of the number of rounds he’s put you through at this point. All you know is that your thighs are covered in bruises, bites and a mix of fluids leaking down your reddened skin.
•A series of cries and whines leave your lips. Breathless “please”s and “I can’t”s seeping free whenever he decides to arch your neck. They only encourage him further, prompting him to drive himself straight against a particular bundle of nerves that spirals you into an ocean of bliss. As you release a strangled cry of his name, he dips his head so that his cold lips brush against your ear.
•“This is what you wanted, right, you little slut? You practically begged to be fucked senseless, didn’t you? That’s it… Cum for me.”
bestie omg I am begging you if you have any head cannons or blurbs about spike pls post them I will read them all 😭😭 im down bad for that man and you’re a brilliant writer ok hope u have a good day <3
hi bestie >0< i'd love to post some headcanons because similar to you i have spike spiegel brainrot. and thank you so much, you are so sweet<3
SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS ASK!! i havent been checking tumblr, but im here now lol<3
without further ado, living with spike on the bebop headcanons!!
- spike has a tendency to stop by your room after he showers. you know it's him because of the way he knocks, three knocks in succession, a pause and then one more knock following.
- you slide open the door to be met with spike leaning on the doorframe, a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets still falling down his body. his toothbrush is still in his mouth, spike smiling at you.
- he does this so often that you no longer have that same flustered expression from seeing his half-naked body. it still affects you all the same, but you've learned to control your reactions.
- "just wanted to say good morning" spike mumbles, walking back off to the bathroom. and he’s so smug about it too.
- he also pesters you to make him breakfast. to get you to agree he brings ed into it. you'll be trying to sleep, the door to your room sliding open. spike saying a soft "hey," before he whispers(although not so quietly) "now ed!"
- your slumber is quickly interrupted by spike and ed now underneath the covers, lying beside you, pulling puppy dog eyes as they beg you to make them breakfast.
- you end up making your way to the kitchen, opening the fridge door to be met with an empty fridge. the morning usually comes to an end with you berating spike for forgetting to get groceries again.
- ed’s recently been letting spike sit and watch her play chess matches. he sits there with that confused expression on his face, a cigarette between his teeth as he mumbles, “why’d you move that one?”
- you’ll find spike on the landing strip of the bebop in the middle of the night, the flare from his cigarette casting light across his face. he’ll turn back to see you at the entrance, smiling before he turns back out to look at the landscape of whatever planet you’re on this time.
- “was waiting for you,” he’ll say simply, patting next to him for you to sit.
- spike has an obsession with showing you weird shit he finds in dive bars. he 100% has come to your room at 2 am, drunk off his ass, holding a fucking monocle, slurring “look i’m mr monopoly!”
- on that note, spike drunk is a lot of fun. sober spike is fun too, but that’s besides the point. alcohol just magnifies spike’s “cocky asshole” aura. he’s so overly-confident while drunk--it’s almost alarming.
- you, jet, faye, and spike had gone out to a bar after a large bounty to celebrate. spike somehow made his way atop the bar, knocking a couple glasses down in the process.
- you’re still sitting in your bar stool when spike points down at you, forcing your cheeks to flush with heat, more so than they were already from the alcohol. “she is-” spike hiccups(he really is a cliche drunk) “so-so fuckin cool!”
- jet’s grabbing at his legs now, trying to get spike to come down. “y/n, you wanna dance? i wanna dance,” you can’t help but laugh softly, spike making his way off the bar, but not without a faithful stumble that has your heart drop for a moment. “i’m fine!” spike giggles.
- you definitely should not have let spike feed you shots so easily. “just one more!” he promises, though you both know this won’t be the last one. “what should we toast to?” spike asks, sliding one of the shot glasses over to you. “to being rich,” you joke, spike laughing(a little too loudly at that). “to being fucking loaded,” he cheers, clinking your shot glass a little too harshly before downing the alcohol.
- spike ends up in the middle of the floor full of people, drunkenly rapping brass monkey by the beastie boys.
- mornings after getting drunk with spike are the worst kind of mornings. this man has instant regeneration or some shit, because it’s like he wasn’t ever drunk in the first place.
- he’s all happy and cheerful while you feel like your about to barf your guts out. and in usual spike manner, he’s attempting to force feed you a prairie oyster.
- he is really sweet too, though. he’ll sit next to the tub while you take a bath, his hand running through the warm water. when you joke about him being oh so in love with you, spike brushes you off and pulls his hand out of the water as he glares at you.
- “fine, drown in your bath water then, see if i care,”
- the bebop recently invested in a ping pong table, and it’s like a living hell. spike and faye are constantly competing(they treat it like it’s life or death). jet, seemingly against his will, is keeping score.
- “you fucking suck,” faye says ever so smugly. it’s so easy to rile spike up and she knows it too. you know shit’s about to get real when spike starts rolling up his sleeves. you and ed just opt for sitting on the couch and watching it happen.
- faye convinces you one day to come out and sunbathe with her. spike comes into your room while you’re grabbing sunglasses from your draw. he whistles jokingly, causing you turn and glare at him playfully.
- “s’pretty,” he says simply, motioning to the black bikini on your body. “yeah?” you turn to face him, “i’ll let you take it off later.”
- spike is bewildered by your sudden burst of confidence, usually the one to fluster you with his words. he can’t help but laugh to himself softly, watching you walk down the hallway of the bebop, his eyes lingering on the lower half of your body for a little longer than they should have.
- also, never watch shows with spike. he always ends up watching them without you. you could go out for the day, and come back to the bebop to find spike sitting in your room, nuzzled under your covers(which is a cute sight), watching the show you started together a week ago.
- “you-you can catch up!” he reasons, sitting up in the bed as you turn on your bedroom lights. “i’m gonna actually murder you,” you grab the remote pausing the screen. you see the episode number 32, causing you to turn to spike, disbelief reading all over your face.
- “you’ve watched 20 episodes spike? actually how is that possible,” spike just shrinks back into the bed, holding the comforter up, signaling for you to lie next to him. “you’re so fucking annoying, i hope you know that,” you grumble, lying beside him. “yeah, yeah,” he grumbles, his arm wrapping around your midsection.
- it is pretty nice falling asleep next to him, though. he looks so peaceful when he’s sleep, and his nose twitches a little when his breath catches.
- he’ll wake up in the middle of the night, and attempt to nudge you awake by squeezing at your hip. “spike,” you’ll whine, turning from lying on your right side to face him.
- “m’hard” he’ll say plainly, tugging you closer by the hold he has on your hips. “you need help,” you grumble, but you’ll straddle him nonetheless. he’s pretty, nobody’s gonna blame you.
- spike can be sickeningly sweet sometimes. after hunting down someone who has large bounty on their head, and turning them in to the police station for a reward, you can’t wait to get back to the bebop. you’ll take a long shower, attempting to wash off the muscle strain and sweat. you walk back into your room to find cash on your bed with a little sticky note.
- “just a little from my cut, you looked kinda hot kicking ass,” it reads. you can’t help but grin at that, setting the note down and walking to spike’s room
- you open the door to find spike, lying on his bed shirtless, music playing through his walkman as the headphones rest on his ears. he’s hitting a foam ball against the ceiling, and then catching it back in his hands.
- you admire him for a moment, smiling softly before sitting on the edge of his bed. spike sits up, pulling one headphone off his ear. “hi,” he smiles, setting the ball down beside him. “did you get my note?” he questions, causing you to laugh softly.
- “yeah,” you hum softly, moving to sit in spike’s lap. you’re straddling him now, your faces only a few inches apart. “you looked kinda hot too or whatever.” spike laughs softly, his hands falling to grab the curve of your backside through your sleep shots.
- “or whatever,” he jokes, pulling you in for a kiss.
the fact that i will never experience any of this with this man is so hurtful. thank you for this request for spike headcanons anon! i really enjoyed writing these<3
WHY DOESNT THIS HAVE MORE NOTES
Ugh the way you write him is *chef’s kiss* so spot on
thinking about high school sweetheart!yuuji.
tw: car sex, mutual masturbation, yuuji is a firefighter who could pick you up with one hand😘✌️
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it’s been five years since you graduated from high school, yet you’re still trembling like a baby in the restaurant bathroom.
“alright. you can do this.” you slam your hands on the counter, glare at yourself in the mirror. “it’s just a stupid high school reunion. you’re hotter than all these losers. and more successful. and you had front-row seats to a pitbull concert once.”
okay, they weren’t front-row seats. but you need all the hyping up you can get. because you’re not just here to see old friends, or eat greasy breadsticks.
you’re here to show all your old classmates that you’re way cooler than you were in high school. back then, you were an uptight nerd who could barely tell a straightener from a curling iron. but look at you now! dyed hair and a hot bod and clothes straight off the covers of Vogue.
and there’s one guy in particular you want to crush under your stilettoed heels.
“oh my god,” miwa gushes as you stride towards the table. “you look amazing!”
“damn, maybe i should move to the big city, too,” nobara snorts.
“you’re too kind,” you chuckle. “aoi, you got buffer? didn’t think that was possible.”
the hulking man bellows with laughter. “of course! haven’t you heard? i’m competing in the heavyweight boxing division this fall! actually, yuuji’s been training with me..,”
you go still. the sound of his name makes you tune out the rest of aoi’s sentence, fixating on your most coveted fear.
“speaking of yuuji, where is he?” maki asks, placing a forkful of salad in her mouth.
aoi scratches his head. “to tell you the truth, i’m not sure if my best friend is coming. he didn’t give me an answer when i-,”
and then his black eyes comedically widen.
“ah, there he is!”
your heart drops to your stomach.
thinking about neighbor!megumi, the most insufferable person you know.
this is a piece for @pocky-writes 500 followers event!! congrats bb, i love you!! <3
tw: daddy kink, degradation, throat fucking, creampie, slight cumplay, hurt-to-comfort, megumi rails you into tomorrow after you piss him off🤯🤯
3k words
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you’d had grand dreams of befriending your next door neighbor, laughing over wine nights and baking him blueberry muffins. instead you got an uptight prick who called in noise complaints if you even made a peep.
it wasn’t fair. megumi had seemed so perfect when you first met him- chiseled features and alabaster skin and a confident, cool indifference. he’d picked up your heavy furniture without a sweat, casually grabbed his toolbag from the top shelf of his cabinet.
“if you ever need anything, just call me,” he’d told you, passing over his number.
you were too busy gaping at his face to give him a coherent answer. after a few uncomfortable moments of silence, you’d stammered, “um, yeah, of course. i’m happy you’re my neighbor.”
megumi's lips curled into a slight smile. “welcome to the building.”
then you threw one party and all of a sudden you were on his shitlist.
after your landlady had forced the two of you to come to a resolution (claiming that you’re creating a hostile living environment for all my tenants!), you’ve resorted to petty revenge instead.
the dare; bakugou katsuki x reader
mina's dare is simple: steal a pair of boxers from your least-favorite senpai's bedroom. what could go wrong?
tw: smut, sparring, senpai tames his bratty kouhai😔😔✌️✌️
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“I dare you to steal a pair of Bakuguo’s boxers.”
Your jaw drops in disbelief as your friends squeal with laughter, shaking you wildly and laughing, “Oh, you’re in for it.”
“Mina!” you protest. “That’s so mean! You said tonight was going to be a wholesome girls’ night.”
“That was before you told me to send a panty shot to Eiji.”
“You two are dating!”
“I feel like this counts as hazing,” Kasumi squeaks. “Bakugou hates Y/N. Like, really, really hates her.”
“Yeah, he does kinda have it out for her,” Ochako muses.
You cross your arms, scowling petulantly. Really, you wouldn’t have a problem with Bakugou- if he wasn’t such an insufferable ass.
came up with the weeb gf origin with @katsukis-foxie6 a few weeks ago!!!
It's one thing about being a female fan of the number two hero. It's another thing about being a dedicated fan that also likes to cosplay said hero and also likes to go to cons. You expected to deal with harassment from the male fans, you did, but more in the sexual nature. Not being gate keep'd and judged and picked at by the morons.
The only reason why you came to this con was because Dynamight was supposed to be making a special guest appearance at a booth. You wore your favorite sexy Dynamight cosplay, but had unfortunately missed his appearance after having to go back home and fix a tear in the side of your costume. Deciding not to waste the day, you still go to talk to other heroes they said who would be there, and pick up some extra merchandise for your room.
You stand in line for one booth that sold hero shirts and hoodies. You're on your phone, checking your blog and complaining about your wardrobe malfunction that morning, when you feel the loud and jeering men in front of you turn around. You pause, but don't look up, and continue typing. Someone clearing their throat gets your attention.
"Sexy Dynamight, huh?" One of the men in front of you asks. You quirk a brow and nod, before going right back to your phone. He scoffs, gets an elbow to the side by the other guys before he speaks up again.
"You a fan of him?" He asks. You nod without looking up.
"Me and the boys are too. Bet you're not a real fan, though." The man baits, to which you roll your eyes. You just sigh, push your glasses up onto your nose and cock your hip.
nicole can we talk about kirishima he’s so secy
semmie semmie semmie... of course we can talk about the sexiest hero, red riot🥴
even though kirishima wasn’t the number one hero, he was voted the top sexiest and charming hero in japan.
everyone was in love with the gentle giant. he’s an absolute sweetheart with children and delicious eye candy to adults. swooning his fans with his gorgeous smile and outgoing personality.
as much as he appreciated japan’s love for him, he only cared about one thing. you.
only you got to see Eijiro Kirishima, Red Riot, in all his glory. walking around shirtless with low rise grey sweatpants, messy bedhead and sleepy eyes. shrinking himself to rest his head in the crook of your neck as you cook a big breakfast for the big man.
it was hard to resist your handsome boyfriend, especially in this state. your hands roamed around his sculpted body as his tongue slips into your warm cavern. your legs wrapped around his somewhat slender waist as he hovers you on the kitchen counter. he made you feel so small regardless of your size.
“fuck eiji.” you clawed his back as he slid his cock into your tight core. not only was your boyfriend delightful to look at, he was an absolute sex god. his powerful thrusts had you seeing stars and comets. you loved it when he gets into this primal state of mind as he start to mark your neck with his shark-like teeth. god everything he does is so sexy to you.
“my pretty baby. cum for me, princess.”
how could you deny such a command. he was japan’s sexiest hero.
hope you enjoyed, babygirl 😘
i’m not editing this, it’s almost 5 am :)
⭑ shaken, not stirred. | bartender!sukuna au.
notes: this thought of bartender!sukuna has been in my head for weeks, but it’s when my mom was giving me a lecture while i was thinking of sketching him as bartender that solidified the fact. this may become a series thing, and you’re also welcomed to ask questions about this au (please do, it is one of my new favorite things). also i have no idea what reader will be in this au-verse, but i’m thinking a law student (am i self-projecting… perhaps), but i’m open to y’all’s suggestions and can do headcanons for whatever kind of reader y’all want to see. additionally, did i screenshot that picture for the banner from episode 14 bc i thought he looked extra good?? yeah… i did.
warnings: like… mild nsfw via music suggestions, mentions of drink tampering but not from sukuna
bonus: there’s a playlist that goes with this, here.
taglist: @lethargicyashi, @night-rook, @izuniias, @skys-luce-stellare, @skys-luce-stellare
there’s something about 6′4 sukuna shaking a cocktail shaker to toxic by britney spears that just…. chef’s kiss. no i will not elaborate, just think about it.
sometimes, you think he’s taller than 6′4, but that’s just his platform doc martens.
god, the man chewing on a thin stirring/cocktail straw or just holding it in his jaw, in between his teeth and watch his lips purse around it. he’ll take it out to talk, of course.
the waist apron he wears only emphasizes his shoulder-to-hip ratio
the best seat in the house is literally anywhere you can see him??? like behind him, you can see his back muscles flex, but in the front, you can see his tattoos on his chest peeking out from the fact that he is not going to ever button the top two buttons on his shirt. also, he leaves his sleeves pushed up to his elbows on most nights
tongue piercing, check. both of his ears are pierced, but he tends to change up whether he has just one in or both.
you find out about the tongue piercing when he does his taste-testing of the drinks he mixes, via the straw drop (take a black plastic straw, dips the straw into the glass, covers the unsubmerged straw end with his index finger to create suction, lifts the straw to his lips, releases his index finger, and “tastes” the cocktail). usually he’ll put the straw in his mouth, but if he notices you’re watching, well, there goes the tongue piercing.
he wears rings, constantly. at least two, one on each hand.
he is a megan the stallion fan (and nicki minaj too, but i digress) and knows most of the words to her songs. his personal favorite is crybaby, and you being his s/o, well, he’ll sing it word for word to you while making drinks at home. he leans in and whispers the real intense/filthy parts like (”uh-uh, don’t fuck me like that fuck me like this”) yeah. he looks like he’s talking normal, but the way his voice drops more and he whispers??? goodbye world.
sometimes he likes to tease too much while he’s singing and will lean in to lick the shell of your ear or maybe nip your earlobe, who knows
and then he’ll pass your drink like nothing ever happened
also has doja cat on his playlist, but yuji is to blame for that
cherry knot tying king
casual friday for the staff at said bar/establishment, and he’s coming in jeans and a loose tank top, you know, the ones with the drops on the sleeves on the sides??
sukuna is extremely aware of what’s happening in the room at all times. some creep hitting on someone? intervene. someone trying to spike a drink?? he catches them in the act. someone spiked a drink???? he just looks at the recipient, tells them to switch with him, and before they can say anything, they have a new, safe drink while he has the tampered one.
does he grab offenders whether they’re being following creeps, coming on too strong, or trying to tamper with drinks by the scruff of their necks and carry them out personally? yes, yes he does. if you’re there, he’ll wink at you before he gives him a kick on the ass for good measure as he pushes them out the door.
he makes custom drinks for people, like he’ll ask what’s your preference in taste like sweet, strong or whatever, plus two other questions that seem unrelated but he’s managed to make the perfect drink for you
again, he’s highly aware of his surroundings, so if you’re looking at his back, he knows, and will look over his shoulder to smirk at you, looking you right in the eyes. (SHEESH)
thinking of him coming in on one of his days off with a ballcap and a tight, dry fit t-shirt on, so by the time he’s working, his hair is a lil messy, and you better thank heaven for that dry fit t-shirt because MUSCLES BABE
is working on his own lil drink recipe book, which means you either get to be his taste tester, or taste it when he kisses you
this man knows he’s hot, he’s a smug shit about it, and works it to his favor. does he tie cherry knots at work because the women at the bar go crazy and give him extra tips?? yes
but if you’re there, oh sweetheart, he’s actually going to give you the cherry before putting the knot in his mouth to tie, BYE
also…. hehe, had to mention this but uh… you could bounce a quarter off that ass of his
he comes home from a late/graveyard shift, and just crawls into bed, smelling like syrup and cologne, just… run your fingers through his hair and he’ll be out in a few minutes
occasionally, he will sleep on the couch as not to disturb you, but the man really is too big to be sleeping on a couch.
if his shift starts at 6, he comes in at 5, hair a little damp from the shower he just took, and in a clean dry fit shirt and tight slacks or dark colored jeans. he’ll either work in the dry fit shirt, or he has a button up he can change into in the back
also??? really decent and will help you get stains out of your clothes if it’s something he can swing to clean in the sink like a shirt
otherwise, he’ll write what you need on a napkin and pass it to you
fucking hates white claws with a passion, ngl
during particularly slow moments at work, you might be able to catch him plucking a few cords on the guitar that sits on stage or poking around with the piano (look, i think he’s very capable of playing instruments and his fingers are good for it)
painted nails!! they’re usually a dark purple or black, occasionally a dark red. sometimes they’re clear, but he’s gotten the idea from when he supposedly was in his emo phase (and learned to keep something on them from breaking from his younger brother’s friend nobara)
likes to dance with you to the songs on his playlist in his minimalistic kitchen in between cooking or making drinks
at least once a month, you can catch him in a necklace
during the winter months, tight turtlenecks or ribbed long sleeved shirts are his best friends
he also drives a very nice and sleek black car (i’d imagine it’s like a black audi TT or an audi R8) that sits in the back of the parking lot and has a habit of turning his keys on his index finger as he walks towards the building/into work.
bartending might have started as a part time job when he was in college, but it’s something he’s just kept up over the years
man fills up a lot of space and knows it, even when he’s leaning on his back countertop during breaks or on the bar to take orders with his arms folded over his chest
ANYWAYS. be nice to your local bartender because he can bite. take that as you will.
THIS DESERVES SO MUCH MORE LOVE. UGH BARTENDER!SUKUNA IS *CHEF’S KISS*
Bakusquad and thigh riding
Request: pleaseplease PLEASE do bakusquad thigh riding headcanons
Note: i will try my best. sry if it’s shit i’ve never written/ reall thought about thigh riding lmao
i don’t see him having that high of a sex drive
but he’d never want to leave his s/o hanging which is probably why this happens
he’ll pull you onto his thigh and lightly grip your hips, slowly guiding you and helping you grind against him
likes it better when you’re facing him since he gets to see your cute expressions
it also gives him the chance to suck on your neck, leaving hickeys and kiss you senseless
he just watches you get off with a cheeky smile and a smug look on his face
dirty talk and praise!
“You look so naughty, mi amor.”
“Does that feel good? Why don’t you be a good girl and cum for me.”
might be a tease at times but only because he finds your little whines adorable
very eager to please his s/o
he’s willing to try a lot of new things as long as it makes you or him feel good
somehow he ends up being more embarrassed than you are
like the sight of you riding and getting off on his thigh is too much and he’s just blushing and staring at you in awe
“I- uh, um— b-babe...”
you end up teasing him, purposely whimpering and whining near his ear and moaning out his name
his hands are constantly wandering, trying to find ways to make you feel good
he’ll grab your ass, leaving teasing touches on your lower back and even lifting up your shirt to play with your nipples
feeling how wet your underwear is against his thigh is a really big turn on for him, he loves it when you’re needy
honestly he might end up cumming in his pants because he just can’t resist you
he will tease you
will literally have the cockiest smirk on his face when you tell him that you wanna ride his thigh
“Hah! What a desperate slut, riding my thigh like a bitch in heat.”
degrades the fuck out of you but he knows you like it, he can feel your hands gripping his shoulder tighter when he does it
randomly bounces his leg just to hear you gasp and moan in surprise
sometimes he’ll place his fingers inbetween your legs and lightly play with your clit
he probably wants to build up your orgasm and then edge you, he’s a huge tease and kind of sadistic at times
“I want you to scream my name when you cum, princess.”
and as soon as you do he’s flipping you over, and stripping off his clothes
“It’s my turn to feel good, baby. Ass up, now!”
extremely flustered baby boy
he lets you do your own thing at first since he’s trying to observe and figure out what you like
as soon as he does he’ll start gently bouncing his legs and flexing his thighs
loves to praise you!
“You sound so cute when you’re moaning for me, baby.”
“You like that? Yeah, does that feel good?”
his eyes will be on you the whole time, just watching your face contort with pleasure as you’re getting closer and closer to your high
when he gets more confident he’ll start telling you what to do
“Grind on my thigh harder,”
ends up overstimming you because he thinks you look so pretty and he just wants to make you cum again
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BAKUGOU TVOCSJEB
w a r n i n g s ; sexual content, corruption kink, finger sucking, public sex, dom!haechan
☾ 11:47 ☽ “haechan, please not here,” you whine quietly as he loosens your school tie and unfastens the top buttons of your shirt to press kisses to your neck in a corner of the library. you desperately want him to stop, yet you don’t find the strength to push him away.
“why not, princess?” he pouts at you, the nickname having you rest your head on the nearest bookshelf. “too afraid the whole library’s going to hear you scream my name?” you nod enthusiastically, causing haechan to smirk as he leans forward to kiss you, immediately dominating the kiss by pushing his tongue past your lips. he stops the kiss abruptly, pressing his finger to your lips before you could say anything. “then suck.”
you furrow your eyebrows at the request yet you still open your mouth for him, closing it once his fingers were inside. “suck,” he repeated, and when he moved his digits in your mouth causing you to gag, that’s when you started to bob your head, licking and sucking his fingers as you did so.
“fuck, for such a good girl, you do know how to suck,” haechan stated with a dark smile as his other hand ran up your bare thigh and under your skirt where he found your panties that were slowly getting damp from your arousal. your eyes widened as he moved your panties to the side, moaning around his fingers as he played with your folds. “don’t worry, i just have to prep that tight little pussy of yours for my big cock, okay.”
you groaned when he inserted his digits into your dripping core, almost forgetting that you were in public. “you wouldn’t want to get caught now would you princess,” haechan whispered into your ear. you hummed a ‘no’ as his fingers went harder and faster into your centre. “yeah, we don’t want that. we wouldn’t want the librarian or anybody else finding the good girl being fingered by the bad boy in the library.” you hummed another ‘no’ as he removed his fingers from your mouth and placed them on your clit. “so, then we have to be very quiet, huh.”
you bit your lip to the point where you thought it was bleeding as haechan continued to finger fuck you, trying to keep your sounds of pleasure quiet. every time you let a noise slip out, he chuckled lowly at you. but when you started to clench around his fingers, he knew it was best to absorb your moans with his mouth as you came on his fingers.
you squirmed when he took his fingers out of your hole to lick clean, some of your arousal slowly sliding down your inner thighs. he took this as an opportunity to clean the rest of your juices by getting down on his knees as he licked up your thigh and then to your pussy. you carded your fingers through his hair as you reached your second high caused by haechan, panting loudly when he stood up to kiss you again.
you were almost upset when the bell rang for the next period as haechan parted from you. “next free period, princess,” he said with a wink as he walked off back to your bags, collecting his own as well as his leather jacket.
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GOT7 as Types of Yandere
Warnings: Yandere stuff duh
Jaebum
-Belongs as the leader of a street gang
-You are the daughter of a popular politician
-First saw you at a campaign party where your father and your family made an appearance
-Decided right then the greatest heist he could ever pull is stealing you from your father
-Tried to be “peaceful” about it at first by attempting to get your number over a round of drinks
-You recognized his face from the national news and kindly told him to fuck off
-In retaliation, he fired into the air and got everyone’s attention
-He told them that you were his mistress
-Of course, you tried to plead for your innocence. Nobody believed you.
-He ripped you from the scene and threw you in his black and silver helicopter that waited for him on the rooftop of the skyscraper
-Has a corruption kink
-Wants to tattoo his name across your body but he’s not sure if that’ll mess up the view of your pretty skin or not.
-Threatens to kill your family members/friends when you misbehave
-Has goons and guards that follow you around and know your every move
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[3:36am] “hey, she’s asking for you again.” your boyfriend jaehyun has gotten very used to your best friend’s late night calls to the point in which he has become eager to get them.
“it’s jaehyun on the phone, do you wanna talk to him?” you friend asks, babying your drunk self.
“jaehyun?!” you excitedly exclaimed, but he could hear how far you were from the phone.
“is it really you?” your voice much clearer now, the hopefulness in your voice didn’t help stop the small smile growing on his face.
“yes baby girl, the one and only,” he sighs happily into the phone. “how is my baby doing?”
you couldn’t stop the squeal from escaping your lips. he always knew how to make your heart melt, the true casanova he was.
“how are you dating me?” the alcohol couldn’t stop the words from spilling from your lips. “you’re so perfect and amazin-”
“because you’re you, sweetie.” he chuckles. “you’re my everything, if anything, how are you dating me?”
“I-”
“you are perfect,” he gets up from his chair and clips his phone in between his shoulder and ear. “you are amazing and i would do anything to see you right now, but you have a party to enjoy.”
“i miss you,” is all you can utter out as he left you speechless.
“i know,” he chuckles as he swings his jean jacket on and ruffles his hair in front of the mirror. “want me to come get you?”
“would you really?” the innocence in your voice was always so prominent. he loved how you would get excited over such simple actions he’d do for you.
“i’m already on the way baby girl,” you can hear him jingle his car keys. “hang tight for me, alright?”
THIS IS THE BEST THING IVE EVER READ JAIFEOAHF MY EYES ARE BLESSED
Inkling | JJK
Jungkook is your brother’s boyfriend’s co-worker, they own a tattoo and piercing parlour. In other words, he’s tall, gorgeous, has his passion literally etched into his skin, looks incredibly good in a man-bun, and is semi-unattainable for you. Why? Well…you’re not entirely sure but him ditching right after a very heated make-out session sure isn’t a good sign. His extremely poor mood the next week sure isn’t either, but the only way to fix it is to face the beast head-on. Right?
›› AU: Tattoo Artist ›› Genre: Smut / Angst ›› Rating: 18+ explicit sex ›› Pairing: JJK x Reader ›› Word Count: 17.7k Warnings Include: Lots of swearing, conflict, a false accusation of cheating on a third party (it’s nothing serious please trust me), Jungkook being a dick, the death of a coat hanger, mentions of internalised homophobia, fear of coming out, and unaccepting parents. Sexual content: rough (protected) sex, piercings, heavy petting, teasing (with and without other people around), lots of tongue action, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, marking, nipple play, mentions of riding, blowjobs, and mxm sex. A/N: This one is for my beloved friend @xiubaek-13 who’s stood by me and my tumblr journey for over 3 years now. Our friend anniversary was last week, the 16th of January, so it’s a little late. But I hope you still love it. Remember, you gave me this idea, so you shall face the consequences. Enjoy <3
“Like, it’s so unfair,” you groan, arm slung over your face. “He kisses so well. I’m talking toe-curling, spine-arching, breathtakingly good. He really didn’t need to decorate his tongue with a gold medal to celebrate it.” You’ve replayed the events of Saturday night many times since it happened. The way Jungkook’s hands had slid under your shirt. Your thighs spread over his. Kissing, grabbing, moaning. It really wasn’t fair, the way his tongue pressed into your mouth and made you cave at the very first swipe. The first subtle brush of his golden tongue piercing against your lips. How he—
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