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[icycoldninja]

Imagine going to sleep next to Gojo. There's nothing spicy going on; the two of you are far too exhausted for that. Right now, it's just the two of you lying next to each other, relaxed, comforted, and ready to drift off to sleep in each other's presence.

You roll over and catch Gojo staring at you, his bright blue eyes acting like a nightlight in the dark, their crystalline beauty boring into your very soul. It's off-putting, but at the same time, absolutely stunning.

You blink once, twice, and smile.

"What'cha giggling about?" Gojo teases, reaching over and tucking an strand of hair behind your ear.

"You, silly," You laugh, snuggling impossibly closer to him.

"What am I doing that's got you cracking up?" He presses, a goofy grin breaking across his face.

"You look so creepy, staring at me in the dark," You all but cackle in return.

"What?" Gojo gasps, half amused and half mockingly offended. "I'm not creepy!"

"Well....you kinda are?" You tell him. "Your eyes make you look like a cursed doll or something."

"Now you're just being mean," Gojo pouts, turning away from you. "fine, I won't look at you then."

"No, I never said I didn't like it," You say, hurriedly. "your eyes are gorgeous, Satoru, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings."

Gojo answers you with a haughty little "hmph" and refuses to look over at you again. You try to grab him by the shoulders and turn him, but Infinity is preventing you from doing so. Defeated, you slink back over to your side of the bed and sigh disappointedly.

"Alright, Satoru, you win," You grumble. "I admit defeat."

Gojo is still silent, but you figure you can win back his affections with breakfast in bed tomorrow. Satisfied with your plan, you nestle against the pillows, sight, and try to fall asleep. It's only a few minutes before you feel a shift in the bed and an arm wrap itself around your waist. Curious, you open one eye and take a peek.

Gojo's ridiculously bright eyes are staring back at you, and a sweet smile is spread across his face.

You can't help but smile back.

[icycoldninja]

Hi ninja ! I binged your sparda boys fics soni wanted to request smt <3

Could you do sparda boys react to readers thighs (they look small but when she sits they become big and juicy tighs) espacially when reader sits down and they expand >_<

Ofc if you dont want to its ok ! And pls tag me if you do :p

@yourarabkogal lol i have those and it's one of the reasons why i never wear a skirt because it just looks so weird when I sit! Thanks so much for requesting, and for being patient enough for me to get around to finishing this!

Sparda boys x Thick Thighed!Fem!Reader headcannons

Note: Suggestive, but nothing too explicit.

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante does check you out, but he isn't looking at you all the time. Well, he is, but not like that. While he likes a nice pair of slender legs, like yours appear to be, he won't be oogling at them like some kind of drunken perv.

-Since he is relatively casual with his observations, he doesn't notice much when you sit and your thighs just expand like a cake in the oven.

-However, the longer you're around him, the more he's gonna look at you, even in passing, which means he's likely to notice one day. When he does, he isn't going to embarrass you or say anything mean, because why would he?

-He could just feel you up instead.

-If you express your embarrassment regarding your thighs, he will reassure you by complimenting how juicy your thighs look and how he'd love to be squashed between them.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil is an observant fellow; he needs to be, in order to survive.

-Naturally, whenever he encounters new people or just walks into a room, he does a quick scan of everyone nearby, noting whether they appear to be concealing weapons or just look shifty in general. Of course, during these scans, he will notice those voluptuous forelegs of yours and make mental note of them.

-Vergil has never considered himself to be a kinky individual, but that all changes once he watches you sit down.

-That moment was the first moment during which the mighty Vergil has ever wanted to be a chair, and as long as you're here, it won't be the last.

-So don't be embarrassed of your legs, be proud. Your thick thighs make Vergil's knees weak.

□ Nero □

-Nero is the youngest of the Sparda Boys and is most likely the only one who is aware of the "thicc thighs save lives" meme.

-Whether or not he agrees is a private matter that he's never had a reason to internally debate, until now.

-He thought you were another small-legged creature like almost everyone else he knows, until you copped a squat and he felt his face heat up watching your thighs spread out, akin to the way cookies do on a baking sheet.

-Does he want to squeeze them? Yes. Does he want to walk up to you right now and ask you if you'd mind him doing a variety of other dirty things to you? Yes. Does he? No!

-Nero will not say a word. If he does, he'll never live it down. What he will do instead is gently boost your confidence by offering you an occasional compliment whenever you seem a little too self conscious.

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Can I have the dmc boys and V with a oblivious reader?

First, allow me to apologize for taking so long to answer this. Second, hope you enjoy.

Sparda Boys + V x Oblivious!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante has to admit, he's a little confused. Normally, girls don't really want to have anything to do with him, and the ones that do either turn down his compliments and invitations, or throw themselves at him all because they want a quick one-night stand.

-You on the other hand, are different. You don't even seem to notice the hints he's dropping, or the crappy pick up lines he's sliding your way. You take every compliment and giggle at every risqué word, but you somehow still don't understand that he's into you.

-He'd think you were an idiot, if you didn't prove that assumption wrong every time you killed a demon.

-Dante wonders how long it's going to take for you to finally catch on and decides that if you don't figure it out on your own in three months, he'll just walk up and tell you himself.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil is this close to ripping his hair out.

-He never dreamed he'd find himself vying for a human's affections, yet here he was, lowering himself to this pitiful, wretched, utterly pathetic state, and you didn't notice!

-HE SMILED AT YOU. ONE SMILE. NO ONE ELSE GOT A SMILE FROM THE LEGENDARY SON OF SPARDA, YET YOU DID! Does this not scream "special"?! Does this not shout "I treat you better than the others"?! Why were you so dense?!

-In your defense, his communication skills are terrible and his smiles are barely anything more than a pained grimace, so it's really not surprising that you couldn't pick up on it.

□ Nero □

-Nero gets so frustrated with you that he's become an unstoppable demon killing machine.

-He has no other way to express his anger without getting teased by everyone he knows, so this is the only way he can vent. He hopes that by insisting on staying by your side during every mission, you will start to see he has feelings for you, but alas, you remain oblivious.

-Sometimes he seriously contemplates writing you a note, putting it in his right arm, and ejecting it towards you.

-But he also knows that such a thing is ridiculous and that it'd somehow miss you, or you'd read it and not realize it was from him.

● V ●

-V is much too shy to admit his feelings outright, so he wrote you some lovely poetry explaining his feelings for you and sent them to you via Griffon Express.

-Griffon may have delivered, but the information never truly resonated within you. You appreciated the gift, but didn't seem to understand the underlying motive.

-Defeated, V is going to need some time to try again. Unlike the rest of the Sparda family, however, he's not afraid to ask for help.

-Of course, when the only people he turns to are not people and are in fact magical animals, he's going to find himself running into some issues very soon.

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Dating Laxus Headcannons

this human pikachu needs more love ok and by love I mean love not just smut

-This should come as no surprise, but Laxus isn't very good at expressing affection. Or emotions. Or much of anything.

-He's touch starved and never really had anyone who could give him the kind of close, intimate affection that most people get during their formative years. The only person who even made an effort to treat him right was Makarov, but there's only so much a grandpa can do. Besides, their relationship sort of dissolved after Ivan was kicked out, which only makes things worse.

-Besides, he kind of worries about hurting you. Look how he reacted when Mavis cried!

-Laxus makes your dates feel like friendly hangouts. He'll never ask "would you like to go on a date with me?", but will say something like "I'm gonna take a job and I want you to come with me." and then that job ends up just being something simple and quick that involves lots of walking around and not much wizardry. Pretty lame for an S-Class wizard, right?

-Well, Laxus doesn't mind. He just likes being with you.

-He doesn't try initiating any physical contact because he's not really sure how, so you need to step up and teach him. Whatever you do to him, he'll do his best to return tenfold.

-Once he gets past the initial awkwardness of not quite knowing how to touch you, he loves to just lie around and hold you in his arms.

-Lets you wear his coat when/if you get cold. Just don't walk into the guildhall with it on or he'll die from the embarrassment.

-Oh, oh, and if this is pre-Battle-Of-Fairy-Tail Laxus that we're talking about specifically, know that no matter how much of a jerk he is to everyone else in the guild, he'll always be a bit nicer to you.

-Loves getting kissed on the cheeks and forehead, but won't tell you or make it any easier for you to reach those areas. (Tall queens, it's your time to shine)

-If you happen to be afraid of thunder, Laxus will most certainly comfort you during a storm. A pity he doesn't seem to have the ability to send storms away.

-He's the kind of guy who says that sleeping with stuffed animals is lame, but the moment you gift him one for a special occasion, he'll never part with it.

-He'll definitely beat the shit out of anyone who dares to give you any shit--not like you can't take care of yourself, but he finds a special pleasure in beating up people who give you a hard time.

-You and Freed are now obligated to become besties.

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Dating Higgs headcannons

-This freaky motherfucker is the type to just show up out of nowhere and lick you as a greeting, like he's some kind of dog.

-Cannot visit you all the time, considering he's kind of a wanted criminal and has a grieving single father hot on his tail most of the time, but when he does, he won't leave you alone.

-Higgs means well. He knows you miss him, and he misses you, and all he really wants is to spend time with you, which is an admirable enough intention, but his execution of said intention is terrible.

-He just smothers you with his presence, refusing to give you any personal space unless it's for bathroom breaks or to allow you to do something dangerous, like cooking or driving. Otherwise, expect to be maintaining physical contact for the remainder of his visit.

-He'll hug you, cling onto you, kiss you breathless, and force you to carry him all over the place like cargo, knowing you won't have the stamina to keep that up for long, inevitably forcing you into sitting down and snuggle up with him. Why he cannot just sit next to you and simply enjoy your presence is beyond the realm of reasoning.

-Your face, neck, and collarbone are almost always covered in his lipstick.

-He yaps to you a lot as well, and while a lot of it is about his journey to you and the things he did or saw along the way, he also won't ever shut up about Sam.

-If you didn't know any better, you'd think he has a crush. Maybe you don't know any better. It's always "Sam did this" and "Sam did that", and "I thought about Sam while doing this " and "That thing reminds me of something Sam did to me".

-It shouldn't be hard to see that Higgs does this mostly because he absolutely loves the extra attention he gets when you get jealous of Sam after putting up with all that for a week or two.

-This gives him an excuse to say "aww, does someone feel left out?" and proceed to smother you with himself all over again.

-Of course, there is always the possibility that he only does this to manipulate you into hating Sam, making it that much easier for Higgs to use you to further his nefarious plans...

-Tried to surprise you with his Bridges employee disguise and failed miserably. Sure, he can try to change his voice and vary his body language to fool you, but you've had to suffocate underneath him for so long, you can tell it's him just by breathing the same air.

-Annoying as he is, Higgs acts this way simply because he doesn't know how else to express himself, and when you view it that way, suddenly all his pestering becomes beautiful and sweet. Or maybe that's just what he wants you to think. Maybe it's all a trick, some kind of lie he cooked up to amuse himself with. Only time will tell, won't it?

-On a more lighthearted note, you know that he locks himself in the bathroom for half an hour every morning because he needs his eyeliner to be perfect and will completely start over if so much as one stroke is out of place, so plan your morning routine around this.

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Imagine Dante and Vergil get into a heated argument over something they refuse to inform you of. You brush it off as sibling rivalry, a classic issue that these two have an especially complicated history with, but after a few days, their tempers just don't simmer down.

It gets so bad that there's a full-blown screaming match one day, and while you and Nero did your best to try and diffuse the tension, neither brother was having it. It ultimately ended with Dante yelling, "Why don't you just go back to hell?!"

That made Vergil freeze up.

He was no stranger to insults and mocking words from his brother, and neither were you. You knew that the words Dante carelessly threw around didn't bother him, but this time, something was different. This time, what Dante said did affect him, in a profound, indescribable way.

The fight ended right there, not because a consensus had been reached or because of offered apologies, but because Vergil had enough. He turned around and left without exchanging words or even a glance at anyone.

A lesser being would have just moved quietly out of his way and watched him worriedly as he walked down the street, but you were not a lesser being. You ran after him.

"Vergil!" You shouted, surprised at how far he could get in such little time. He ignored you, but not in the "I-know-you're-there-I-just-don't-want-to-talk-to-you" way that he normally did. He was genuinely trying to block out your existence, to pretend that you weren't scrambling to catch up to him.

"VERGIL!" You shouted again, louder this time. He still didn't respond.

Finally, you caught up to him and reached for his arm, but he pulled away before your fingertips could even brush the fabric of his sleeve.

"Don't touch me." Those were the first words he would speak to you.

"Vergil, please," You began again, but he wasn't having it. He just kept on walking. "Come on, Vergil. You know Dante didn't mean any of what he said."

Vergil was still ignoring you. He wouldn't even look at you. He was staring off in a direction opposite yours, obviously trying very hard to keep you from seeing his face. You had a hunch as to why, but kept talking anyway.

"Even if Dante meant it, so what?" You followed him down a side alley, mentally debating whether to grab onto his arm and just drag him back home or not. "I don't agree. I want you to stay. I don't want you to go back to hell."

This made Vergil stop. You fought back a smile, knowing what you'd done. You'd boxed him into a corner: he could either keep walking and prove to you that he didn't care what you thought of him, undermining your relationship, or he could stand still and face you.

Vergil loved you, but he was a stubborn little bitch, so of course he found a way to circumvent this by stopping for a brief moment and then continuing on his trek.

"Vergil!" You groaned again, sprinting after him. "Please, stop, just talk to me. Whatever's going on, I can help!" Without even thinking, you threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his waist and in the process boxing his arms against his sides. He was trapped now.

"Let me go," He said, not as a command, but as a request. His voice was thick and strained; he sounded absolutely miserable. Of course you obliged.

You expected him to just resume walking, but he didn't. Instead, he turned around and sighed heavily, keeping his gaze on the ground. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out he was holding back tears.

"I'm sorry," You told him, stepping forwards and placing your hands on his cheeks. "If I could take back what he said on his behalf, I would."

Vergil just chuckled and shook his head, pulling you into his chest. You sighed, practically melting into him, throwing your arms around his shoulders and closing your eyes.

"This is enough," He whispered, to which you just smiled.

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A lot of times, you wonder what you are to Sephiroth. His friend? His worst enemy? Just a person he tolerates?

It’s hard to say; your relationship is something undeniably weird, cultivated mostly on the battlefield and in Shinra training rooms. It’s by no means toxic—or is it? Because sometimes you find yourself pulling mean pranks on him just for the sake of it. His confused expression always cracks you up without fail. Of course, he makes sure to get you back twice as hard, because the great hero Sephiroth could never let his reputation be tarnished by the likes of you.

It’s very clear to all—even Zack, who just joined—that the two of you are very close. Your actions, the way you just seem to relax whenever Sephiroth walks into the room, and the way he just seems so light when he talks to you, all that proof points to a loving relationship. But is it true, romantic love or just a close, platonic friendship where Sephiroth finally feels comfortable enough to tell a dry joke for once in his life?

No one in Shinra knows.

Not even you know how he feels.

But you know how you feel about him, and you know that he is quite literally, your everything. Your best friend. Your closest confidant. Your worst enemy. Your sparring partner. The guy who always has an infinite supply of hair ties. And of course, your biggest crush, but that part is a secret.

So, when you find yourself in the middle of a burning village, with Sephiroth standing in front of you, the blade of his sword coated in the blood of countless unidentified individuals. You’re naturally afraid. But then he holds out his hand and offers you the world, but you’re not interested in the world, the world can suck it for all you care. He knows that.

You’re interested in him.

He’s your everything.

How could you ever deny him?

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How would dmc guys carry their partners? ❤️

Dante: Over-the-shoulder. He treats you like a sack of potatoes and thinks it's hilarious.

Vergil: Bridal style. He's authentic and romantic; gentle, yet supportive.

Nero: Piggy-back rides. You guys are basically the dream Disney Channel couple, except edgier and more violent than your average youngsters.

V: Physically cannot carry you. The most he can do is kinda drag you along with your arm over his shoulder like you hurt your ankle or something. Anything else is impossible.