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[inkykeiji]

The twins fave cuddle positions???

Dead ass I would kill for them

ooooh emma another brilliant question!!

touya loves to have you straddling his lap, chest pressed against his and head buried under his chin or resting against his shoulder as slender fingers creep up your back, drawing little nonsensical patterns, or large palms pet down your hair. he likes to feel your heart beating against his, likes to feel your gentle puffs of breath against his neck, likes to feel the way your body vibrates against his any time you speak. it sends little shocks of adoration buzzing through his veins, makes his own chest feel warm with love <3

dabi loves to spoon—and he is almost always the big spoon. it makes him feel secure in an odd sense, to have you in his arms, body completely curled around yours, almost like you’re his own stuffed animal. he especially gets this way after he’s had a rough day, and will kind of just yank you down and into his arms, manhandling you into a position where he can spoon you properly. moreover, it makes him feel useful, makes him feel like he has a purpose, securing you in his protective embrace, almost as if he’s acting as a human shield to keep you safe from the rest of the world <3

they both love to sandwich you between their bodies, with your head resting on one of their chests while the other presses himself tightly against your back, the three of you becoming a mess of tangled limbs and intermingled breaths, arms locked around each other, or fingers intertwined, squeezing gently every so often, a silent declaration that they’re there, that they love you, that you love them <3

[inkykeiji]

i...i....just wanna yell at daddy Sukuna first thing in the morning... tell him that i want pancakes and his cock and i want it now! and then squeal and run away when he says to watch my mouth... ehehehehee 😈 also feel better clari I hope u have a great rest of your day. I am totally cool with u answering asks 1 day a week too!

ANON LMAO DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?????

oh my god hehehehe you know Daddy sukuna wouldn’t take tolerate that kind of behaviour, that he’d catch up to you quickly, hands encircling your hips as he pulls you back into his strong chest and whispers about how bad you’ve been first thing in the morning, and you know Daddy has to punish you for that, right?, voice dropping into a growl that rumbles against your back <3

he thinks it’s so cute, downright adorable, that you thought you’d be able to get away with such an attitude, with such disrespect, even as you’re wailing out i was kidding Daddy! i was only kidding, i swear! while his large hand connects with the raw, swollen flesh of your bottom, your face half-buried in the mattress as you try to look back at him, his other hand planted firmly on the middle of your back, pinning you to the surface. it’ll always astonish you just how much his hand hurts, the sting of his palm worse than any paddle or belt he’s ever used on you, and just how intimate it feels, to have his bare flesh colliding with yours, sharp slaps ringing out among the bedroom.

still, Daddy sukuna isn’t as strong or mean as he claims he is, weak to your teary eyes blinking up at him and falling victim to your pretty pout—because in the end, even though your ass has been spanked raw, burning and stinging with every subtle movement of your clothes as they brush against it, and your mouth has been stuffed with soap, curls of the bitter substance still stuck between your teeth from the way Daddy had shoved it in, you still get exactly what you want; to bounce on his thick cock and eat the yummiest, fluffiest pancakes money can buy <3

[inkykeiji]

i can picture reader up at 4am anxious af that dabi hasn’t come home yet. Shes cuddled up with touya whose sound asleep. she loves her touya with all her <3 but sometimes she just needssss her dabi. needs him now. he finally comes home, doesn’t understand why her eyes are filled with tears but he makes it up to her by gently kissing her forehead and fucking her hard till shes shaking. wahhhh I love the twins: (

ANON PLEASE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I’M :((((((

she just missed him so much :( she gets worried when he doesn’t answer his phone, when it starts going straight to voicemail, when it’s hours past the time he should’ve arrived home :( because every once in a while she just needs his arms; strong, smelling of gunpowder and metal, covered in tattoos and scars; needs his sharp hipbones bruising her soft inner thighs, needs his teeth sinking into her neck and writing his name—claiming her, owning her—across supple skin in brilliant blotches of navy and grey and violet <3 every once in a while she needs to be reminded that she belongs to him as well, and that he belongs to her, too <33

because sometimes she just needs to be fucked within an inch of her life, needs to be fucked stupid, until her brain’s gone numb and she’s filled with hot, sticky cum, until she blissfully can’t remember anything but dabi’s name, until she passes out with a cute lil smile on her face—and, well, that’s dabi’s specialty <3

[inkykeiji]

sims dabi looks like a menace <3

he’s an absolute stud bee <33

he also aspires to be public enemy #1 and recently got into a fight with a grandma at the bar, so he’s well on his way there <3

[inkykeiji]

What are touya's and dabi's favorite type of kisses? How do they prefer to kiss the reader?🙈

AAAAAH ANON THIS IS A FANTASTIC QUESTION HEHEHEHE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING IT IN!!!!!

touya is all intense passion, graceful and intricate and oh so perfect, tongue dragging across yours in dominant and powerful strokes, commanding yours into instant submission. touya is enticing, mesmerizing, leaves you drunk off his saliva and craving more, more, more <3

dabi is all fiery vigour, fierce and rough and full of teeth clacking together and sinking into lips as they suck and tug harshly, a slippery mess of spit-slicked and bloody lips, tasting of copper and cinnamon. dabi is thrilling, exhilarating, leaves you breathless with your chest heaving and a buzz surging through your veins <3

[inkykeiji]

I feel like dabi and reader would be the most emotional of the three, bit what would be something touya would need their support for???

OOOOOOH ANON I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS QUESTION!!!!! yes yes you’re totally right, dabi and reader are a lot more emotional. reader’s more open with her emotions, while dabi bottles his up until they EXPLODE (and they explode quite often)—he doesn’t have a solid grasp on them or understand how to deal with them at all.

touya, on the other hand, is a master at reigning in and controlling his emotions, and he prides himself on the matter. he can be a very hard person to read, and this skill also makes him very manipulative. but he isn’t perfect, he isn’t immune to deep-seated insecurities no matter how adept he is at hiding them.

they most often seep out in the middle of the night, after an exceptionally stressful day, or begin to ooze from the cracks of that meticulous mask of perfection he wears so well, after a particularly harsh disagreement with one of the two people he holds so dear, unraveling the stitching of his expertly crafted persona.

and no one notices except for the two of them, because they know him so well, know all of the little signs and symptoms that something’s off, something’s wrong, evident in infinitesimal changes in his expression and aura—the corners of his lips tugging down just a hint, the little folds of skin that form between his barely knitted brows, the clenching of his sharp jaw and grinding of pearly molars.

it’s always the same thing, always the same seven words, spoken in a quiet, hoarse voice, thick with spit and stuffed full of unshed tears: i am terrified of failing you both. ever the perfectionist and overachiever, touya always takes on a little too much, shoulders forged of steel and coated in platinum, able to withstand the immense pressure he has always placed upon himself. he’s trying his hardest, he promises in a cracked voice. he just wants the best for them, that’s all.

but it’s okay, because they’re there to reassure him, to promise him that he’s doing an excellent job, that he is the best for them, that he will always be all they need <3

[inkykeiji]

reader who is the youngest and beloved only daughter (and it girl of japan) of the president/prime minister and bodyguard!touya lives to corrupt her. she's so intelligent but innocent and naive at the same time, a sheltered princess. over time touya pushes the boundaries with her and soon enough she's his trained baby girl who'll jump on his cock whenever he wants her to. bonus: they get caught fucking in her father's office by her own father as touya smirks at him.

ANON I AM LITERALLY HOLLERING OH MY GOD YESSSSS anon anon listen, this is—quite literally—my favourite fucking trope ever ever everrrrr!!! and the whole ‘a sheltered princess’ thing??? absolutely incredible again my faaaavourite i love it SO much.

but anon, consider: everything’s exactly the same except she is a LITERAL princess,,,, and then they actually fall in love n things get all angsty,,,,, because they can’t be together,,,

[inkykeiji]

PFFT, omg Clari, you know what would be hilarious? If the twins were having some big argument, even a full-blown fistfight or whatever and instead of getting upset, reader's like, "Okay, boys, you do you" because she knows they'll tire themselves out eventually and just went off and did her own thing in peace for a change. Brothers, what can you do?

LMAOOOOOOO ANON ANON omg okay okay ehehe

it takes them a moment or two to actually notice that she left, to realize that they don’t hear her normal cries and sobs of don’t! and stop!, don’t feel her soft hands struggling to worm their way between them, latching onto biceps and threading through hair as she tugs and pulls. but when they do finally notice that she isn’t watching—that she isn’t even around—they stop fighting altogether. it’s a gradual dawning on them, fists flying through the air with less force, speed slowing, growls and snarls fading to nothing other than a few grunts until the fight has halted altogether, with the two of them staring at each other in question, wondering where the hell she’s gone off to.

suddenly, the brawl isn’t important anymore. suddenly, whatever it is that they were fighting over, topic already fogged over and hazy from such immediate and intense anger, doesn’t even matter anymore. their only concern now is where their baby is, what she’s doing, why she left, and if she’s safe <3