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BlckNebula/19 yrs/Black/She/they
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⋆˙⟡ BOYFRIEND!DANTE ── HEADCANONS!
── content warnings: F!reader, mention of anime, Dante being needy, fluff, cute and light content and part two is here!
── word count: 653!
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┌─ .✦ HIS FAVORITE TYPE OF SEX
꒰ part two | jjk version ꒱
✦ ─ Atsumu Miya, ‘we shouldn’t be doin this’ sex. He loves the thrill of something forbidden, it gets the blood rushing from his brain to the head of his cock and he can’t help himself from fucking his brothers crush, a super fan in the locker room, his ex’s sister, his daughter’s best friend. Self control was never one of his strong suits.
✦ — Bokuto Koutarou, passionate, almost desperate sex. He’s the type to get completely lost in the moment, throwing himself into it with everything he has. He’s the type to fuck his new bride to the point of unconsciousness, primal sex scenes, birthday sex, so-into-it-he-rips-off-the-condom sex. He wants to consume you.
✦ — Oikawa Tooru, Make-up sex. He thrives on drama and intensity, so the emotional highs and lows fuel his desire. He’d want to prove himself every time. When a fan gets too touchy or he’s missed one too many dates, he loves making it up to his princess whether that be spoiling her or edging himself until she accepts his apology.
✦ — Miya Osamu, possessive sex. He’s laid-back, but when he wants something, he takes his time and makes sure you feel everything he doesn’t outwardly express. The kind that makes you forget everything else and willingly surrender to his every demand. Giving slow strokes in his office to the new every employee everyone is memorized by, indulgently eating out his pregnant wife in the slow hours of the morning, making you say his name over and over until it’s the only thing you can remember. He wants your body to forever be marked by him.
✦ — Iwaizumi Hajime, frustration-fueled sex. He bottles things up, and when it spills over, it’s intense and raw and primal. Letting you run from his thrust before roughly pulling you back onto him, throat fucking before he’s even taken his shoes off after a long day of work, pounding you into the wall after you smiled a bit too big at one of his trainees. He loves taking out his frustration on your body.
✦ — Suna Rintarou, lazy, teasing, “you’re mine” sex. He takes his time, drags it out, enjoys watching you squirm, and makes you work for it before finally giving in. Making you bounce on his cock until your legs give out and you’re sobbing, slow deep thrusts in his manger that make you whimper in the janitor closet, taking his time kissing all over your body before teasing you with his tip, pussy jobs are his favorite.
Pairing: Caleb x Non!mc reader
Tags: University AU, tall/POC!reader, fratboy!Caleb, friends to lovers
Synopsis: After a crushing loss, your ride-or-die Caleb shows up with snacks, stats help, and way too much info about your life. Now he's making you go to his frat formal. Is he just being your overprotective childhood friend... or is there something he's not telling you?
(Yes. The answer is yes.)
Word Count: 5.6k
Warnings: This chapter is pretty tame, but there are hints of protective/possessive behavior, mild stalking vibes, and academic stress
Author's Note: I'm not a writer, I just like to write :) the reader is a taller tomboy girly who loves basketball and hates stats class... I plan on making this a multi-chapter fic (might already have the next chapter mostly done) so let me know if y'all want more :D enjoy!
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Genre: smut
Summary: — After a small argument where Redacted refuses to get mad at you, frustration builds between you both. Despite your attempts to stay distant, their gentle persistence and need for closeness slowly wear you down.
THEN YOU SMASH!!
( Reader is a g.n!)
EXTRA: This was a request, from discord, They're a good friend!!
Content/Trigger warnings
Explicit Sexual Content (NSFW)
Dom/Sub Dynamics (Teasing, control, and edging)
Praise Kink
Strong Emotional Intimacy
Light Roughness (Biting, marking, possessive touch)
Overstimulation
Your lips press into a thin line. Again.
Again, [REDACTED] just takes it. Doesn’t argue, doesn’t fight back—just ducks their head, lets their shoulders sag, and mutters, "M’ sorry."
And fuck, that makes your teeth grind.
“Stop that,” you snap before you can stop yourself.
They blink, startled. “Stop… what?”
You gesture—at them, at their whole goddamn everything. “This. The—The whole apologizing thing. I’m mad at you, [YOU]. You can be mad back. You can fight me instead of just taking it like—like—”
“Like I deserve it?”
Your breath snags.
Soft. Quiet. Like they already know what you’re gonna say. Like they agree.
And that—that makes you want to throw something.
“No! No!” You grab their wrist—not to hurt, just to hold. To make them listen. “You don’t deserve it, and that’s the fucking problem! I can’t even be mad at you properly because you never—You never fight back! You never defend yourself! You just let me be angry, let me lash out, let me blame you, and then you say ‘m’ sorry’ like—like it’s all your fault!"
Their brows furrow, lips parting—like they want to argue. But they don’t.
And that’s when it really hits you.
They’re not ignoring you.
They just… don’t think they should fight back.
Your grip on their wrist loosens, fingers sliding down until they hook around theirs. “You can get mad at me,” you murmur. “You can tell me I’m wrong, tell me I’m being unfair. I want to fight with you if it means we fix things. But I can’t—” You swallow hard. "I can't keep being the only one who raises my voice while you just—just take it and blame yourself."
What kind of high are the lads guys?
Caleb would get giggly and say whatever thought comes to mind. He’d get conspiratorial too. He did bong rips and keg stands in college. He’d be funny to be around and go on rants like “what if clouds are actually made of cotton candy and all I had to do this whole time was roll down my window but the government is lying to us and telling us it’s not and that we have to stay inside the plane because they want to keep all the cotton candy to themselves” and he would shock himself like it’s some sort of brilliant revelation.
Xavier’s a gummy guy. He’d accidentally snack on them one after another and would watch the ceiling swirl as he contemplates universe. He’d contemplate what’s real and what’s not and how time and space are just a jumbled mess and we’re along for the ride. He’d come up with a bunch of different metaphors for it. Then he would watch a cartoon like Midnight Gospel or Smiling Friends and then promptly pass out.
Rafayel would get paranoid. He’d think scientists are coming to experiment on him because he’s a Lemurian and that they’re going to steal his precious paintings. He’d tell you that you have to hide and he won’t let them get you because “no one steals his miss bodyguard” It’s silly and cute to you but bro is having a TIME and openly crashing out.
Sylus used to do more hardcore drugs. When he first rose to prominence in the N109 zone, he would snort a bit of coke at a booth in the club while surrounded by strippers just bc of the aura. This was before MC of course, back when he was young and even more reckless. But when he does smoke the devil’s lettuce it’s not joints but blunts. FAT blunts too. He also rolls like a pro. That tongue of his does a whole lot of good. If he were to smoke with MC, she’d sit on his lap while he takes a hit and kisses the smoke into her mouth.
Zayne takes chocolates for sleep and to help with the nightmares. He doesn’t often get to relax and honestly has a hard time relaxing on his own so he’ll take something. If he does smoke, he does it on his own, after work, in the dark, on his porch, never around others.
A little continuation from this fic about Riddle being a dad.
Imagine Riddle’s child falling down and scraping their knees and the first thought they have is to run to him. Riddle gently speaks to his child, bending down and wiping their tears, and reassuring them that he’s there for them. Riddle who treats the scrapes and then takes them into his arms, giving his whole focus to them for the day.
Riddle draws with his child on days he’s home from work. Both in tune to their own drawing and the prompt given to them. Both of them showing you what they created. It was a mess of lines but their proud smiles made the drawings even more beautiful.
Riddle who reproves his child when they misbehave. Who gets flashbacks to a younger him. He feels his hands tremble and the need to take his child into his arms increase but stands his ground. He knows he has to teach his child the rights and wrongs. It was his duty as the father.
Riddle who comes to you. He takes comfort in you. He speaks in uneven tones, uncertain. Is he doing enough? Was he tough on them? He…he didn’t act like his mother, did he? You comfort and soothe him. Promise him that he was a wonderful father.
Riddle who sees his child come to him despite the earlier lecture. The little one apologizes to him. His child smiles at him after he accepts his apology. Hugs him tight.
Riddle recalls the words you had told him. That his child loved him more than the stars in the sky. He sees the happy smile on their face and knows this to be true.
lads men and parenting - fluff hcs
i know this is a common thing to write about, but this is my take ;)
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Xavier has one son and loves him dearly. He babies him so much, to the point where you have to tell him to stop it sometimes. He carries him around, spoon feeds him, buys him what he wants, and plays with him whenever. He treats your son like a prince, just the way he treats you like a princess. His son is just as sleepy as he is, and you always catch the two of them napping together, whether it be on the couch, your bed, your son’s bed, the floor (????). You always laugh when you see the silly positions they’re sprawled out into and your phone is filled with photos of them sleeping.
Zayne has one kid, but I can see it being a girl or boy. He was scared to have children due to his demanding job, but once he found out you were having one, he was very excited. He makes sure his child is always being taken care of and is always in safe and healthy conditions. He is the most disciplined out of all of them, being sure that his child will grow to be a good and kind person. The kind of guy who always wants to spend time with his family no matter how packed his schedule is. Weekends are always for going out and hanging out.
Rafayel has one boy and one girl. Although, he is more like a kid than a dad. He always has quarrels with the kids, provoking them to have similar attitudes (you’re super upset at him all the time). He gets super pouty when they don’t listen to him. He has petty arguments and plays with them all the time, getting too into them and always trying to win. The house is never quiet. But, surprisingly, he has occasional discipline for his kids, making sure that they must be good people. also teaches them how to bargain to get whatever they want, and you’re over it
Sylus is a girl dad through and through. He does have sons, yes, but his daughter is his absolute pride and joy. He treats his sons like he’s training them for “the cruel reality of life,” but makes sure his daughter will never ever have to face it. When he found out that you were going to have a daughter after two sons, he was absolutely over the moon. He would give her absolutely everything, and he does. His usual scary demeanor is nowhere to be seen when his daughter is in a 10 feet radius of him. He makes sure his little girl is always pampered to the max, especially with the abundance of things he buys for her (that she definitely does not need).
Caleb seems like he would have twins: one boy and one girl. He does not particularly prefer one or the other, because he actually loves his wife more than his kids. But that’s besides the point. He’s the kind of dad to be fun but disciplined, and you love that about him. He is very protective of his kids, making sure they’re always safe (even though that does mean the occasional scolding), but he also always makes sure they’re happy and having a good time. The kind of dad to analyze who his kids are friends with/dating.
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so i kinda wrote this on a whim cuz ive been pushing to write a rafayel fic, but didn't wanna leave you guys hanging... fic coming soon eventually!
