4dante Doodle

A Long List of Ninjago Headcanons For the Heart and Soul

Kai: - Can’t stop dabbing - Always warm or hot - Hair is naturally spiked - Swears all the time - Terrified of Christmas elves and gingerbread men (kinda cannon) - Hates getting in water because it messes up his hair (why he can’t swim) - THE BEST OLDER BROTHER IMAGINABLE - Like he always held Nya as a little kid and played with her 25/8 - Smells like a mix of cinnamon and a fireplace - When he gets angry steam comes up from his head - Sucks at giving advice - Kids hate him - Best subject is history - He’s obsessed with Hamilton and recites every line at some point or another - Is actually sweet af - Doesn’t know when to stop. Ever.

Jay: - Picks up pennies on the streets during every mission - Actually owns a fidget spinner - Gets yelled at every time he pulls it out - Smells like paint - His room is always a f***king mess - is thE MOST PRECIOUS BEAN THAT’S EVER LIVED - The shortest of everyone (except Nya) - It makes him so angry - DONT EVEN DOUBT FOR A SECOND HE HAS DIMPLES - Has the loudest, most obnoxious laugh - And once he starts, he can’t stop. - Lives for cuddles - Has to cuddle someone or something to go to sleep - Is literally allergic to everything - Like in elementary school he was the kid that ruined special treats for everyone because he had so many allergies (poor bean) - CAN HOLD A GRUDGE FOR ALL OF ETERNITY - Is the one that gets sick all the time - Best subject is math (especially algebra) - Loooves kids and wants a few when he gets older

Zane: - PRECIOUS - Has a name for every cooking utensil in the kitchen and treats them like people - Tries to treat them all equally - Is literally a pianist - Can basically play any piece without looking - Smells like metal (wonder why) and laundry detergent - A DANNY TANNER - Wins laser tag every time the ninja go play it - Always uses ‘Delicate Flower’ for his name - ‘Cause he loves dem flowers - Heck, the bean loves everything - Will sometimes randomly beep - Things get a little turnt on the bounty - Always comforts everyone when they need it - Best subject is everything - Is often nicknamed Tin man, Robocop, and Iron Man

Cole: - Is actually the best dancer on the face of the planet - Does soft shoe around the bounty - Also great at singing but is too self conscious to do it for anyone - Knows and can recite parts of every broadway musical - As a kid his father put him on a major diet for dancing and never let him have sweets (thus why he is so obsessed with cake and food period) - Loves the taste of cough drops - Smells like leather and french vanilla - Everyone loved him in school - Best subject is english (aye) - Can’t stand fidget spinners (aye) and tries to get rid of Jay’s every time he sees it - Everyone’s jealous of that perfect body of his - Wants a partner that will truly understand and respect him - The go-to for advice - Has swearing contests with Kai

Lloyd: - SOOO SWEEET - Never really ate too much as a kid - Loves soft things, so he owns a lot of soft clothing - Has trouble catching up in learning - Understands other people well and therefore knows how to treat them - Hates savory foods - Has headaches ALL THE TIME :,( - Smells like cotton candy - Shy at first but warms up really quick - Feet are always cold - So he wears socks. All. The. Time. - Has a lot of ‘friends’ that are girls but is too naive to realize they are all just crushing on him - Loves taking him some naps - When he’s not napping he’s probably training

Nya: - Usually tries to stay away from the guys because they’re so obnoxious - Can’t stand swearing - So she shuns Kai all the time - Is literally done with everyone’s crap 25/8 (girl same) - Very friendly and open to everyone but has trouble truly opening up to people - Is hesitant on cuddling but will if necessary - Obsessed with lipstick - Like owns every shade imaginable - Best subject is foreign language - Is easily triggered by rude people - Like she will separate herself from everyone when she’s upset - Never really cries because she thinks it makes her look weak - But when she does she will cuddle with Jay (aww)

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9-1-1 Main Character Ages and Birth Years

Bobby: ~54 (born ~1966) His dating profile says that he’s 52 in 1x10 (2018). Shoutout to romancing the uniform dot com for also making this one easy for me and showing Bobby’s age (and that he likes flan).

Athena: ~53-54 (born ~1966-1967) Athena would’ve been at least ~22 in 1989, as she (presumably) would’ve had to have completed a four year degree at college before starting law school. She could’ve been a few years older than 22 when she started law school (also possibly 21 or younger, but that’s less likely), but it’s lightly implied that she went to law school immediately after college (she’s still framed as being young, and there’s no mention of her having worked for a significant stretch of time between college and law school) I’m assuming she was ~22/23 in 1989.

Chimney: ~40-45 (born ~1979-1984) There’s actually very little information on how old Chim is, despite him being the only character to have his birthday celebrated on screen, so this is more of a guesstimate than anything, and this is primarily based on assumptions made off of ‘Chimney Begins.’ My guess is that Chim was ~25-30 in ‘Chimney Begins,’ which was set starting in 2005. It’s clear that he was into adulthood at the start of the episode, as he definitely had sort of a sense of feeling like he should be settled into a life path already (plus he’s had at least a few years of pitching ideas to banks for loan support), which makes me assume that he’s in his late twenties. They also used Kenny Choi instead of casting a ‘Young Chimney’ actor, and while the gap between Kenny Choi’s age and young twenties isn’t as big as the gap between Angela Bassett’s age and young twenties, which indicates that Chim was older in ‘Chimney Begins’ than Athena was in ‘Athena Begins.’ Going more based on the actors ages, mid 40s does feel accurate. Kenny Choi is 49 so Chim could be up towards that, but I think that Chim is at least a few years younger than (for no real reason other than the previous age framing, and that some of the other actors are 5ish years older than their characters). But like if you have a better idea of his age please let me know. I need help.

Hen: ~40 (born ~1980) Hen says that she’s 40 in 4x03 (2020). Shoutout to Sydney for annoying Hen into telling her her age and making this one easy for me.

Maddie: ~36-38 (born ~1982-1984) Margaret Buckley mentions her being over high-risk pregnancy 35 in 4x04. It’s unclear if Maddie’s older or younger than Daniel, but I’m assuming she was born close-ish to when Daniel was born (which would’ve been ~1983-1984, based on Daniel’s age at death and Buck’s defined age and other dates from Buck Begins). If she were the middle child she couldn’t have been much younger than Daniel (really 1 year younger max) as that would’ve made her under 35. Her also being a bit older makes more sense because it’s suggested that she remembers Daniel pre-diagnosis

Eddie: ~31-34 (born ~1986-1989) There’s not much to go on for Eddie. I wanna guess he was 22-25 when Christopher was born in 2011. It’s set up to be that he was still in early adulthood when Christopher was born, but also not super young (as in Eddie and Shannon had a kid when they were young, but not teen parents young). Ryan Guzman is 33, so Eddie being in that ballpark makes sense.

Buck: ~28 (born ~1991/1992) Says that he’s 26 1x09 (2018). Shoutout to Buck for just straight up telling Bobby his age, and for keeping this tidbit of information safe for work unlike a good chunk of what he shared.

Diner Boy

m!reader x dean winchester (18+)

summary: he’s a regular, comes often but there’s never really a pattern. he sits with his brother, Sam, you learned. sometimes they’re smiling and having a good time, other times they look like they’ve just fought, but no matter what- they always sit together, and today you’ve caught his eye- Dean.

warnings: car sex, hair pulling, overstimulation

“He’s staring at you…” Your work friend, Charlie, had said. You were standing at the counter sorting the tickets. It wasn’t a busy day, but it wasn’t slow either. It kept you both working, with plenty time to talk. You gave her a small look before scoffing, “You say this almost everyday Char.”

“Well yes, but, Sam and Dean don’t come here everyday.” You catch her eye as she motioned over to the table she just came from not too long ago. “You are very pretty..you get mistaken for a girl often-“

“I don’t want to talk about that. And besides,” you pick up a tray of food, fit for another table, “I’m sure they’re staring at you, you just like girls and don’t take interest.” You give her a wink while she starts to giggle.

It was true, though. He was staring at you. Your beautiful frame, your curly hair fanning around your face, your perfect lips that pulled into a smile whenever you interacted with the tables to catered to for the night. Dean was watching, and you felt his gaze.

You could hardly work. His eyes made your legs week, and your pants tight. You felt hot but there was no sweat. Your hands shook while taking orders. You knew what you wanted, what your body screamed at you to take before the chance of a lifetime slipped away.

Your shift ended roughly at 10. You’re tired, body aching. You take off your apron before saying your goodbye’s to your coworkers. Charlie had left an hour before. It was raining outside, it made you groan. As much as you loved the rain, you walked to work, and walking in the rain meant an umbrella you didn’t have. “Need a lift?” you hear a voice behind you, a familiar one at that, his voice. Dean. You hear yourself chuckle, turning around to look at his tall frame. “No.”

“No? It’s raining like hell out here and you have no umbrella, and you say “no”?” He’s leaning against the glass frame of the wall. He bore a small grin, but those eyes..those eyes said so much more. You felt it. They trailed your body down to your hips, and rested before making their way back up to your eyes.

“Yeah.” you cleared your throat. “And if you’re done..” you look away, staring at the rain pour harder. The droplets beginning to splash against your legs and his boots. Dean moves closer, the soft clack of his shoes perfectly in sync with the rain. Where was Sam, you had wondered. “Do you..need a ride?” He asked again, lowly, fit only for you.

“…yes.”

the walk back to Dean’s beautiful car felt like forever. He shielded you from the rain, his brown leather jacket over your frame. His arm wrapped around your shoulder securely like you were the most precious thing in the world at that moment, protected..

“ha….ha fuck.” Your hand was lost into his short locs of hair, gripping on what you could. You breathed heavily into the small space of Baby’s backseat, suffocated. Dean held your waist, cock disappearing into your hole for what seemed like the hundredth time this night. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, sweaty forehead rested against your shoulder. “Dean..” you moan.

He shuddered, bottoming out inside of you. Your cock leaked against his stomach. You were so closed it rubbed just up against it in the right of ways. Your breathes came to a shuddering halt. Your heart seemed to drop into your stomach, and a clean wash fell over you. Your hands found their way to Deans shoulder, squeezing as you rode out another orgasm, your seed shooting lazily across you and Dean’s stomach. “You feel so good baby..” He groans. His hands tightened the grip onto your waist. While your body relaxed against his own, he sped up. Your body moved quickly against Dean’s thick cock. “So fuckin’ good.”

Your body rolled against his. Your legs felt tight, you tried your best but your body shook to its core. “Dean-“ You gasp, nails digging into his shoulder. He hit that spot inside of you so well…You couldn’t help the helpless whimper falling from your lips. “Almost there.” Dean grunts, failing to notice Sam’s name flash across his buzzing phone.

Kinktober Day 31: Breeding(Hopelessly Devoted To You)

warnings/kinks: mentions of pregnancy, alcohol and drinking, smut, unprotected sex, slight monster fucking, fluff, breeding pairings: Dante x Fem!Reader word count: 1k tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower a/n: And here we are, at the end of another kinktober. I hope everyone enjoyed! ;) And maybe kinktober 2023 might be a thing for next year!

Dante wanted children, but the idea actually terrified him so much. He knew it would be the ultimate act of showing you just how much he loves you, and the fruition of your love would be a baby. But damn, if he wasn’t so fucking afraid of losing you and his children, it might actually happen. Dante just couldn’t bring himself to do it, and as you spent more years married to him, you knew it was a touchy subject for him and you rarely brought it up.

Everything changed the day you told Nero you’d babysit for him. You and Dante had traveled to go out to Nero’s for a weekend, and you both agreed to watch over the kids for a couple of days. Nero and Kyrie had been planning this little outing for a while, and they trusted you to take care of their household while they would be gone. Dante wasn’t super pleased about it. He thought it wasn’t the best way to spend your time, but he did appreciate that you were always willing to lend a hand to people.

It struck him all at once, especially when he saw you taking care of the youngest member of the family. The baby was only a few months old. You were so motherly with the child, and Dante couldn’t help but notice just how kind and patient you were with everyone. All the children found such comfort within you. They came to you to play, or help them with things. You’d give them nutritious meals and tuck them in at night. And this made Dante so excited.

The weekend had gone much better than Dante had anticipated. The children were practically begging you not to leave when their parents got back. Nero and Kyrie came back looking so relaxed, and they couldn’t thank you enough. The way home seemed long and you were exhausted, so Dante knew he had to give you time before he would enact his plan.

A few days after you get home, it’s a slow afternoon. There’s no calls for the two of you to go out hunting. So Dante realizes this is the perfect opportunity for the both of you. It starts off fairly innocently with him offering to give you a drink and a massage. How could you possibly refuse such a kind offer?

Dante gets you settled on the couch, and he begins with your shoulders. You sip on the drink he’s made for you and listen to the music coming from the jukebox. Everything about this is so romantic. It makes you feel so loved. His large hands soothe and knead the knots from your muscles. His calloused fingers feel so good on your soft skin. He presses the softest and most loving kisses all over your neck and jawline. You let out a moan and it goes straight to his cock.

Eventually, he can’t hold back. The more he massages you, and the more you drink, he knows he needs to have you. Dante presses you against the sofa, and you spread your thighs for him. You’re feeling so aroused from all the massages and the drinks. Your lips meet in a sloppy kiss and Dante ruts against you. The two of you begin to grind against one another.

“I need to fuck you so badly,” he mumbles against your lips. “Wanna fuck a baby into you.”

You gasp at his words. He’s never really said anything like this to you before. Not even during roleplay. It usually just wasn’t something that popped up and you knew that this subject was so difficult for Dante. But now, you look into his eyes and you can see how dark they are with lust. It’s clearly something he’s been thinking about for a while.

“Been thinking about you having my baby for so long. Ever since I saw you with Nero’s kids. You’re so good with kids,”

Dante begins undressing you so quickly and so desperately. It feels so good in so many ways to have him want you like this. For the first time, Dante was showing interest in having children. He kisses you sloppily and hungrily. His hips rut into you, and soon you’re both naked and left breathless. You’re panting as Dante uses the tip of his cock to tease your wet slick.

“I’ve never wanted anything more in my life,” he says as he begins to slip into you. He presses a passionate kiss to your lips.

As your tongues tangle together sensually, Dante begins thrusting into you. His hips snap quicker and rougher as the lust grows within him. He keeps moaning and growling. It’s so animalistic, and so raw and rough. You can only cling to him and let him fuck you so hard. The sounds of your skins slapping together fills the room, drowning out the rock song coming from the jukebox. 

“I want you to be pregnant. I need to breed you,” Dante growls. He presses a rough kiss to your lips before leaning down to nip at your neck.

“Please,” you whine. “Breed me, daddy.”

Something inside of him snaps when you use that name for him. He pushes your legs to your chest and he gets you to hold them there. Then you watch as red sparks of energy pop in the air as Dante summons the energy to trigger. You’ve never done anything like this before, but you know that he has always wanted to try it. Soon, this large scaly devil is on top of you instead of your gorgeous, loving husband.

“Dante,” you mutter as you try to come to terms with this. “What’s going on?”

He growls gently, “Gonna breed you.”

Without another word, he presses himself on top of you even more. From a slit in the scaly armor is his large cock. You’ve never seen it before, and you have to admit you’re intimidated. But when you hear him moan your name in his distorted voice, you know that this is still the man you love so truly. He presses the tip of his cock into your wet hole, he waits patiently for you to coax him to continue.

And when you do, you know he’ll breed you. 

it could be soldier boy + objectification, please?

A Woman’s Place Is In The Kitchen

Summary: Soldier Boy is such a gentleman right? So respectful to women, especially you, the woman he considers the “hottest on the team”. When you tease him a little too much, he shows you how he really feels

Pairing: Soldier Boy x reader

Warnings: swearing, misogyny, Soldier Boy being Soldier Boy, choking, slapping, ownership dynamic, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), mention of blood

Word count: 2k

This was written for kinktober, using the space “objectification”

One word to describe Soldier Boy: Asshole. Hughie keeps telling you to cut him some slack because he’s from a “different day of age”, but not a single person in the universe at any time would agree the way he talks to you is okay. You tried to be patient, hoping he’d find another grandma to bang and he would get it out of his system, but alas, he has not. Today is one of those days where no matter what you do, Soldier Boy somehow turns it into some sly comment about you. First, it was comments about women being only good for making children, then it was women belonging to men.

“I’m hungry,” Soldier boy complains.

“Then make good, stop complaining,” Frenchie says, rolling his eyes. 

“Why should I make food? I don’t even know how to use the damn oven.”

“Then how about you learn?” Butcher says, rolling his eyes.

“Why bother, y/n is right there.”

You walk into the shared apartment and look around. Everyone is staring at you with wide eyes and slack jaws. Nothing good happens when Butcher, Soldier Boy, and MM are staring at you.

“What did I miss?” You ask, carrying in the groceries.

Butcher sighs heavily, standing up while lapping his thighs.

“I’m leaving before this gets messy.”

“Same,” MM says, he pats you on the back and whispers, “Don’t kill him. Or do. I don’t care.”

You give a look between Soldier Boy and Frenchie. Frenchie looks terrified and gives you a worried look before scurrying out of the room silently. The tension between you two has been palpable all day, no one really sure as to when you will break and snap at the supe.

“What did you say?”

“I asked why I had to learn to cook since you’re here?”

“Is that because a woman’s place is in the kitchen?” You ask hesitantly.

“Is it not?”

You stare daggers into Soldier Boy whose face is confused, as if he doesn't know that what he said is wrong. Slamming the bags of groceries down on the counter, you walk around to stand in front of him on the couch. You grab the remote and turn off the tv that has been playing his god awful movies for the last three hours. Soldier Boy stands up, puffing his chest out in a dominant stance. 

“Is that really what you think of me, Ben?” You ask with an attitude, “That I’m just some kind of property that can be controlled and told what to do?” “Women are men’s property, made to serve and treat them,” he says, “any woman who think they can rule the-”

You grab him by the wrist, twisting his arm and kicking the back of his knee so he falls down. He groans in pain as you hold him in that position, causing strain to his shoulder and bruising his knees.

“Please tell me what women can and can’t do.”

“You bitch!”

Letting go of him, you back up and walk back to the groceries. Soldier Boy exhales out of his nose sharply, getting back on his feet and rushing over to you. He grabs you by the shoulder and turns you to face him, pining you between his arms to the counter top.

“What is your problem?” You ask, “You need to prove you’re a big strong man? Didn’t get validation from daddy so you have to take it out on women who you deem ‘weaker’ than you?”

“You want to know what I think of you?” he asks.

“Enlighten me.”

“I think you didn’t get fucking loved enough as a child and you try every day to prove you’re capable of being loved. I think you’re a raging bitch who refuses to accept that men are better in every way.”

“Asshole.” You raise your hand to slap him, but he catches your wrist mid air.

“Even now, you can’t accept that I’m right. You try to act all smarter and better than me because you’re from this era. In reality, you’re just as fucking scared and weak as me.”

“Did you just acknowledge you’re weak?” You ask with a smile and a cocked head.

He growls and lets go of you, walking away. Chuckling, he turns to you and points his finger at you.

“My problem is that you drive me up a wall.”

“How so? Because I’m the only person willing to call you out on your bullshit?”

“No,” he says, walking over to you and pining to you counter top again, “Because you’re the only woman who won’t throw herself at me and it drives me insane.”

“Well, boo hoo, I’m so sorry I’m not ‘easy’.”

His green eyes scan your face, his top lip twitching in the corner like he’s going to pop a blood vessel. All the most irritating things he’s ever said to you slips your mind as you feel your body go warm. Could you possibly be attracted to this man, but hid it behind all your anger and frustrations? There’s no way.

“Oh sweetheart,” he says growling, “Who said I like them easy?”

You give into the intrusive thoughts in your brain and slam your lips on his, grabbing him by the jaw and pulling him into the kiss. He grabs you by the hips and lifts you onto the counter, then wrapping your legs around his waist. The two of you grab at one another as if it’s life or death. 

Soldier Boy leans back and you let go of a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Both of you seem shocked by the other, not believing that there may be something between the two of you. All thoughts of confusion are shut down as he grabs your head again and kisses you hard. You lean into it, accepting this new world of emotions. 

Soldier Boy’s hands grab the bottom of your shirt and rips it off of you. You do the same to him, lifting it over his head and messing with his hair. He quickly undoes the strings to his sweatpants as you lift yourself off the counter to take your own pants off. Your pants aren’t fully off by the time he kisses you again, so you struggle to get the off of your feet as he leans closer, stroking himself off.

As soon as your pants are off, Soldier Boy doesn’t wait to thrust his cock deep inside you in one movement. There’s no foreplay, but you don’t need it. Slick runs down your leg as he thrusts in and out of you hard, your legs wrapped around his waist. Leaning back, you rest your body on your elbows as he holds a tight grip on your waist, fucking you slow and hard. He lets out a guttural moan as he pulls fully out to slam back into you. The force causes you to tilt your head back and close your eyes, focusing on the tightness in your stomach. 

You look up to see Soldier Boy’s eyes closed and mouth agape as he sinks his thick cock inside of you. He opens his eyes and makes contact with yours before wrapping his large hand around your neck and holding you in place. There’s a slight clench to his grip, just cutting off your airways to not let you properly breathe. Your head gets light and airy, all thoughts dissipating. To stop yourself from sliding against the countertop from his thrusting, you grab onto Soldier Boy’s biceps.

“Fucking fuck!” He yells, “This is all you’re fucking good for.”

His words go straight to your core with his raspy tone, his throat dry from breathing heavily. You know he’s no normal human by the way he harshly thrusts into you. Not once in your life you thought you’d fuck a supe, let alone the most infamous and irritating of them all, but it feels so right. Everything about fucking Soldier Boy is right. 

“I fucking own this pussy, you hear me?” He asks, slapping your face, “Do you fucking understand?” “Yes.”

“Louder,” he says, slapping you again.

“Yes!” “Yes, what?”

“Yes, owner!” He chuckles at the way you squirm and moan underneath him, never thinking he would get you to be this much of a mess for him. Ever since he met you, he knew you would be a problem. Everything you did would get under his skin and make him pop a boner, but you were feisty and stubborn, making it worse. Now, balls deep inside you, he tries his hardest to make it last, even though he is a supe and has a higher libido. He knew the second he sunk his cock inside you that you would wreck him and he could cum instantly.

“Fuck, you were made for me,” he groans.

His continues to fuck you hard and deep, causing your stomach to tighten and body to flush with heat. 

“Fuck, I’m close, I’m so fucking close, oh my god,” you whine.

“Cum for me, baby girl,” he orders, leaning down and kissing your neck, “I want you to fucking cum on my cock.”

You release the tight ball you had been holding back and shake, cumming on Soldier Boy. He chuckles as your pussy clenches on him, making it tighter on his cock. You wrap your arms around his back and dig your nails into his skin. He wraps his arms around you and picks you up, carrying you and pressing you against a wall. He thrusts up into you, pressing you between his body and the wall. You grab at his hair, tugging it and making him smile while moaning. He leans his head into the crook of your neck and bites down, painting small bruises on your skin.

“God, this pussy is so fucking good,” he groans in your ear, “I could fuck you all day long.”

“Please,” you beg, “Fuck, please.”

“You’d like that? Be the fucking sex toy you are?”

“Fuck, Soldier Boy, don’t stop.”

He slaps your ass as he lifts you up and down on his cock.

“That’s not my name.”

“Owner.” “That’s fucking right. Who do you belong to?”

“You… you, owner!” “Good girl, you’re fucking right I own you.”

You moan out at the way Soldier Boy hits your g spot over and over again, both thrusting up into you and dropping you down on his cock. His hands dig into your cheeks as he slaps it over and over, stinging your skin a little. You feel the tightness forming in your stomach again, knowing your orgasm is getting close. Subconsciously, your body starts shaking from the sensations running up and down your spine. 

“Fuck, please owner, I’m close.”

“Such a little whore for me, so close already?” He starts to thrust into you harder, relentless pounding into you that you are sure there will be bruises in the morning. Biting down into your neck, Soldier Boy digs his nails into your skin harder and the tightness in your core breaks. You scratch his back as you try to hold onto him, your core squeezing around him. You feel your walls break down as you cum around him, making him moan loudly in your ear. Cum drips down your legs, making a mess of you and the supe. Soldier Boy doesn’t stop thrusting into you despite your cries. You nuzzle your head into his shoulder and scream as he fucks you through your orgasm. He chuckles as blood is drawn from his back.

Suddenly, the door is thrown open and slams against the wall behind the supe. You both frantically turn to see Butcher and Hughie running in guns loaded. Both of their eyes go wide as Soldier Boy doesn’t stop thrusting, your body covered by his. You chuckle as Hughie looks down and sees the supe naked form before trying to say something, but failing to. He runs out of the room making you and Soldier Boy laugh. You make eye contact with Butcher who quickly closes his eyes and lowers his gun.

“I heard screams and thought he had your head on a stick,” he groans, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.

You and the supe break out into laughter as the concerned men leave the room. Soldier Boy looks up at you with his pupils blown out in lust.

“We should finish up,” he laughs, “you know, before they throw a fit.”

Star Wars… meme

Warnings: smut, mentions of DT, the sparda boys are in heat, fem!reader

The Sons of Sparda go into heat, and this how they deal with it.

Dante 

Dante in heat is something else. He literally can not keep his hands off of you. 

Even if you do manage to get a moment not pressed into his mattress (good luck lol) he’s following you around like a lost puppy. 

He’s so needy, and he tries so hard to be loving but sometimes he loses control. 

“You smell so damn good,” he whines as he pulls you close. His cock is rock hard as he presses against your ass. His face is buried in the crook of your neck and you’re very aware of him taking in greedy breaths to inhale your scent. You’d managed to talk your way into a brief reprieve so you could get something to eat, but Dante has been hot on your trail the whole time. His large, strong hands knead and grab at you every chance he gets. 

“Dante,” you sigh as your uneaten food stares at you from the counter. “Just one minute, please. I’ll inhale this, I swear.” 

Dante whines and presses closer to you. His hands soothe up your shirt and he’s kneading at your tits before you have a chance to stop him. He ruts against your ass again, a needy growl vibrates through his chest. 

“I’ll be fast too,” he chuckles. “Then, you can eat.” 

“You’re impossible,” you groan. 

You turn around in his arms, accepting his deal. Your food still sits on the counter hours later. 

Vergil

Vergil tries to hide that he’s in heat. It’s the one weakness he’s found to being a devil. 

He tries to play off the fact that he’s constantly in the same space as you as a coincidence. Hoping you don’t notice the way he’s trying his hardest to be as close to you as he can be. 

When he finally breaks down, he goes absolutely feral. 

Vergil is buried to the hilt. His cock is already throbbing, but he’s only just managed to bully his way inside of you. A soft curse falls from his lips and you have to think over his words to make sure that you heard him correctly. 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” you ask as your fingers brush through his now ruffled hair. He purrs from the touch, but is soon embarrassed by hiw own neediness. He nuzzles his face against the curve of your neck. 

“I didn’t want you to know how weak I am,” he whispers. “I needed you so badly.” 

Your fingers soothe through his hair again before running down his back. Vergil has never been easy to love. He has such difficult accepting your kindness. Deep down he lives in constant fear that you’re only with him out of pity. His breeding cycle would be just another burden you bear because of your determination to show him that life is worth living even if every waking moment isn’t dedicated to the pursuit of strength. 

“I’m here,” you whisper between soft kisses. “We can get through this together.” 

Vergil clings to you as he begins his frantic pace. 

Nero

Nero doesn’t even truly understand why his cock is stubbornly hard no matter how much he jerks himself off. 

All he can think about is filling you up with his seed. He even feels his skin prickle like he wants to trigger when he thinks about it. 

He begrudgingly calls Dante for advice when he starts to put together that this is connected to his heritage. 

    “Just a little more, baby,” he growls as he begins thrusting again. He’s lying and you both know it. He could keep you like this all night. You’re pinned against his mattress with your legs pushed to your chest. You’d barely had time to come down from the last round. Desperate whines leave you as your walls flutter around his cock. 

    “You’re doing so good,” he mutters as he kisses you softly. “Making me feel so good.” 

Your fingers tangle in his hair and your head falls back against the pillows. A layer of sweat coats your body from the heat eminating off his skin. You can’t remember how many times he’s made you cum at this point. The only hint is the growing wet spot on the sheets, well what remains of them. 

“I love you so much,” Nero groans as he keeps driving his cock into you at a dizzying pace.

leon babygirlification

you don’t understand, DanVerNero is like the peak of yaoi

you have dante who’s like the smug but charismatic one and then vergil, the cold and aloof one and nero as the tsundere MC like broooooooo

sparda family offers a particular kinda incest flavor

it’s like fine wine

mmmmm the notes are impeccable my compliments to the chef

havent posted any half nakey dante on main in a while :)