“what are you doing?”
your heart just about bursts from your chest as you spot suna through the bathroom mirror. he’s standing there with a few tufts of hair that appear to have developed minds of their own, and you can see subtle red creases on one side of his face.
“jesus, we need to get you a bell,” you mumble—to yourself more than anything. your eyes gloss over his reflection before focusing back on your own, and you resume your nightly routine without a second thought.
“why are you getting ready for bed without me?” he questions, leaning his head against the doorframe as he gives you the blankest of stares.
“rin, you were sleeping. i know better than to wake the beast from his slumber,” you laugh.
“tch, i’m not that bad, am i?” he feigns a frown, pushing himself off the frame and shuffling over to you. the warmth of his bare chest engulfs you as he snakes his arms around your torso, pressing a kiss into your shoulder. “besides, i was resting my eyes, not sleeping.”
you feel him smirk against your skin—both of you knowing damn well those are his famous last words.
“does it really mean that much to you?” you ask, emphasizing the sarcasm in your voice to hide the fact that you actually want a genuine answer.
you don’t get one—at least not at first. instead, he tightens his grip on your waist, just enough to allow him to spin you around to face him. he pulls upwards, a silent invitation for you to sit on the countertop.
“be an angel and sit still,” he says, more than aware of the effect that little nickname has on you. his fingers delve into the cream that now sits in your lap—bringing a small amount to your face.
he stares for a moment, love and admiration swirling around in his pupils as he embodies the definition of heart eyes. he wipes his fingers onto each of your cheeks, using a hand on either side to rub the moisturizer in for you.
“yes,” he blurts out.
“yes what?” you tilt your head at him. he exhales, tilting your head back to its original position so he can finish working in the product.
“it does mean that much to me,” he responds, delicately running the pad of his thumb along your cheekbone. he battles the grin forming on his face, but the one that you’re wearing right now is so perfect—it’s not even worth the fight. he finds himself leaning down, possessed by his love for you, chasing that euphoric feeling of your lips against his.
he kisses you—so hungrily that your back presses against the mirror and you have to place a hand behind you for support. he pulls away with a pant, giving a few more quick pecks to your lips before resting his forehead against yours. there’s that look again—love, admiration, and—mischief?
before you can so much as blink, he’s dipping his entire hand into your beloved moisturizer, taking out a huge clump, and smearing it onto your face with a devious smile.
“wake me up next time, okay?”
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What house rulers are: House rulers gives us deeper insight than the sign itself in each house. There are 12 different house rulers. House rulers are different than just the house signs. In order to find your house ruler you must first locate the sign of the specific house you want more insight on then locate the planet that rules that sign
The Planetary Rulers (including both traditional and western rulership):
Leo is ruled by the Sun
Cancer is ruled by the Moon
Virgo/Gemini are ruled by Mercury
Libra/Taurus are ruled by Venus
Aries/Scorpio are ruled by Mars
Sagittarius/Pisces are ruled by Jupiter
Capricorn/Aquarius are ruled by Saturn
Aquarius is ruled by Uranus
Pisces is ruled by Neptune
Scorpio is ruled by Pluto
Examples:
ᰔᩚ. ┊If you have a Gemini Ascendant then your 1st house ruler/chart ruler is Mercury
ᰔᩚ. ┊If you have Sagittarius in your 7th house then your 7th house ruler is Jupiter
ᰔᩚ. ┊If you have Scorpio in the 6th house then your 6th house rulers are Mars and Pluto
yo 😖this would make me fold instantly fuckkk. cw: fem! reader, chubby reader, face riding, praise. 18+
men who pragmatically live between your luscious legs, and eats your pussy as a hobby. you tell him that you don’t wanna suffocate him with your thighs, and he just gives you a reassuring smile — with slick running down his chin from devouring your sweet mess. “nah don‘t worry, princess i got you,” and you’re whining from his tongue that’s spelling out zigzagged letters and numbers on your heavenly twitching pussy. “gimme all y‘er weight, pretty girl. ‘m starvin’…” and you’re timid and hesitant, you hover, before finally sitting on his face. your fav lays his tongue flat against your folds too, holding your thighs firmly and he’s so into it — eyes closed, tracing circles and squares and rhombuses over your cunt with his skilled tongue. “atta girl,” he praises in a soft sweetened voice. you’re moaning absentmindedly, supporting yourself slightly by holding your weight into your quavering knees. his tongue is just abundantly playing tag with your clit — making sure to not miss a spot, kiss up and down the crevices of your plushy thighs while going back to feast on his favorite meal of the day. his eyes are half lidded once he gets a good glimpse of you, your trembling hands combing through his hair. “use my face, baby. you deserve it s‘much.” he tells you in a subdued tone, and once he feels your hips slow and start to shudder from his tongue, he gets a better grip to control your hip movements to vigorously ride his tongue at a more quickened pace. he grins pussy drunkenly, watching your eyes roll back in pure bliss. but fuck, being between your thighs was ultimate heaven to him.
GOJO, TOJI, SUGURU GETŌ, NANAMI, EREN YEAGER, JEAN, DRAKEN, CONNIE, DABI, HAWKS, KAKASHI, ZORO, BOKUTO, ARAN OJIRO, TENGEN, REINER, ARMIN
summary ─ “fuck him,” you muttered. “fuck him sideways.”
pairing ─ avenger!alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader
warnings ─ smut, +18, a/b/o dynamics, mutual pining, flirting, kissing, light choking (:d), rough sex, getting together, heat/rut sex, scenting, idiots in love
a/n ─ blame seb for that ig story picture. it made me do it. but seriously, can he choke me. anyway sfjdsjf hope you like it! leave a comment if you do! thankl youuuu <333 (italic is bucky, bold is reader) enjoy this 5.6k monstrosity.
You and Bucky had been flirting for some time, but it was more of a friendly flirting rather than something more. He would call you cute pet names and let you play with his hair on movie nights, and you would let him cuddle or hug you whenever he needed touch. You liked spending time and having a lot of fun with him.
Sometimes you scented each other, too.
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Men who call you the most endearing pet names; “poundcake”, “sweetness”, “angel”, “sugar”, “sweet thing” while fucking you like they despise you.
You heard him before you saw him. His shoulders were tense and his jaw was clenched. You kiss his jaw in greeting, feeling the muscles in his shoulders relax. He heaves a sigh, letting his arms wrap around your waist, he melts into your grasp.
“Bad day?” You ask as you card your fingers through his hair. He stays quiet for a beat.
“I love you so much,” he breathes before looking up at you, “you know that right?” You nod, a confused smile on your lips. His eyes, that were once filled with exhaustion, give you a darker look. His pupils light up, ignited with a sudden insatiable lust.
Your breath hitches and your belly warms when you feel his hands leave your waist and grip your ass. His big fingers spread your cheeks, the tips just grazing your pussy lips. “Good.” He lazily smiles.
“You’re doin s’good, sweetheart.” He pants, the loud clap of your hips meeting along with the squelch of your wet cunt echo through the room. Your arms had given out rounds ago, his chest was pressed into your back, and his lips graze your ear with every word of praise that spilled from them.
Your moans are muffled from pressing yourself further into the mattress. “Wanna hear that pretty voice, poundcake.” He pulls out and suddenly you’re on your back.
“You’re so fuckin’ cute.” He groans before slamming his hips into yours. His tip kisses your cervix each time they meet. He’s been manhandling you for hours, taking out all his frustrations on your swollen cunt.
His words are so sweet though, so you can find it in your heart to forgive his rough treatment.
BOKUTO, Nanami motherfucking Kento, Kirishima, Fatgum
men who lean down towards you to listen about what you have to say because of the height difference, but also does it because he loves seeing you get flustered by such a simple gesture.
yes, i am projecting rn .
→ summary: the mandatory, cliche what dating keigo takami would include hcs
→ pairing: hawks x gn!reader
→ word count: 2,001... oh my god i am very sorry.
→ warnings: gn!reader, reader's picked up at least once, nothing much- just a bunch of fluff, mentions of food and eating, reader's picked up, mentions of necklaces ??. i've been working on these for so long T-T pls be nice i'll cry. also @call-me-ko ily
• Keigo is a caretaker by nature, an innate little part of his brain screaming to look after you. Giving you attention and pouring all his extra time and energy into you gives him an outlet. He's always considering you, paying attention to you and notices every minuscule expression.
• He trusts you to a fault. Trusts you with his life. There's nothing he has that he wouldn't give you, that he wouldn't entrust in you. He refuses to keep unnecessary secrets, everything and anything is shared between you. Hates feeling like he'll make you feel like he doesn't trust you and wants you to be able to rely on him for anything.
• He's insanely protective of you, circling back to his need to look after you, even though he knows you can handle yourself. No matter if you're a fellow hero, a sidekick, or a civilian- he is always going to worry about you. Keigo always makes sure to leave at least one feather with you at all times, stashing it away in a coat or bag you carry often. He is also very prepared to drop patrol at even the slightest inkling of you being in danger.
• Keigo makes sure to send you a minimum of twenty texts a day and calls you at least twice, when he's leaving in the morning and when he's on his way home. They're never too involved, pictures of pretty leaves or flowers he sees throughout the day and make him think of you or his melodramatic anguish over the weather whenever it rains. Send you little reviews of the lunch you'd made for him, always glowing even if you're an average cook.
• He's also one of the nosiest people you know. Loves to hear any and all gossip you have, even if he has no idea who it's about. He just likes talking about people. Whenever you're on the phone with a friend and he knows that you’re complaining about someone, he presses himself against your side and listens in. He does it so often you've just started to have them on speakerphone. He likes hearing about less complicated problems and is an oddly amazing problem solver when it comes to petty issues.
• Keigo is completely shameless with affection and encourages you to be the same. If the urge to wrap himself over your shoulders or kiss you overtakes- he's acting on it. If you seem flustered he'll just curve his wings over you.
• He constantly has some sort of touch on you, your hand in his, playing with the rings on your fingers, or you tucked under an arm no matter where you are. Anytime you are sat down or laying down, he's draped over you with your hands in his hair. He'll also decide when you're standing beside each other to just drop all his body weight onto you and lean against you with his chin hooked in your shoulder. Loves to do it when he's bored at an event or you're cooking dinner, he likes to have all your attention on him.
• His favourite forms of affection are the ones that you don't expect. He'll hook a finger under your chin so he can sneak a kiss on your cheek or wrap his arms around you when you're in the middle of something else. If he ever finds out your ticklish anywhere, he will take advantage of that in the worst times.
• Keigo insists on sharing food. It doesn't matter if it's a full meal or piece of chocolate- he wants to split it. If you ever offer for him to taste something you're eating or drinking he always bites from the same spot and wants to eat off the same utensils.
• He's a hopeless romantic at heart, spent too many movie nights watching cheesy rom-coms, and gets overwhelming urges to shower you in any affections he can think of. He sends roses to you for a week straight for no reason and leaves small gifts all over the apartment for you to find. Keigo will come home some days and start waxing poetic and kissing the back of your hand.
• Goes beyond and above for any birthdays or anniversaries. Plans elaborate picnics on a rooftop, always with the best view of the sunsets, and builds your bouquets. He always manages to know the exact kind of gift you'd want.
• Loves having you wedged between his legs with your back to his chest while you watch movies. Wraps arms around your waist and drapes his wings over you. Always hooks his chin over your shoulder so he can nose at your jaw and neck.
• Keigo loves skin-ship so much and will take every opportunity to get it. He values any skin on skin contact he can get from you, nosing into your neck or letting you run your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp. He refuses to fall asleep if he can have his hands on your stomach under your skirt and his face in the crook of your neck.
• Keigo looks after you physically, too- preens you. He'll always fix stray hairs your correct anything that went awry on your clothing. He doesn't even notice he does it, hands moving on their own to straighten your necklaces or turn your rings. He keeps your hair ties on his wrist so he can put your hair up.
• He's always used his wings as an extension of him and when it comes to you- it's no different. Whenever you're cold, he tucks you into the crook of a wing and pushes you against his side or he'll press his chest to your back and tuck both wings over you. When it gets hot outside he'll lift one over your head to keep you out of the sun or to keep you dry when it rains, you always feel bad after it rains so you preen them for him. He uses them to keep you from the paparazzi too, using them to envelop you and hide you from the situation- especially if they make you anxious or uncomfortable.
• He's a menace when he sees you out while he's on patrol. You could be grocery shopping or coming back from lunch with your friends but the moment he sees you, he has his arms hooked under your knees and arms. Always comes from behind and laughs when you shriek and cling onto his lapels.
• Also anytime he sees you walking around and he decides not to pick you up or you spot him first, he refuses to let you be. Follows you around, hovering a foot above you, and talks the entire block. No amount of telling him "he has work to do" will get him to leave. Claims he's just "doing his duty- ensuring the safety of a civilian." He's not.
• Keigo loves to sweep you off your feet. He'll find the worst times possible to sweep your legs with a wing so he can catch you in his arms. Princess carries you for twenty minutes afterwards, boasting about being your hero.
• Thrives off your praise. He's having his best day whenever you're admiring him or complimenting the smallest little details about him. Takes advantage of the days after shoots or he exhaustively preens his feathers- spreading their entire wingspan so they catch the light or wearing tighter shirts and purposely flexing when reaching over you.
• He loves giving you gifts so much. Not just expensive stuff- though he definitely does that too. He'll see something when out that makes him think of you, how pretty you'd look in it, and gets it without thinking. Jewellery is probably the most common expense gift he gets, mostly because he likes clasping necklaces onto you and letting his fingers trace the back of your neck.
• Adores flight dates- and not just the impromptu ones- but softer ones. Always knows when the sky will look its prettiest and which buildings give the best views. Bundles you up in a scarf and jacket, though he does tend to under prepare you for the cold so you can nestle into him, and tucks you into his arms. He knows the skies over your apartment like the back of his hand. Could probably navigate it with his eyes closed, which with how much he spends staring at your awed and sunkissed face he does.
• Keigo despises working nights because night shifts mean he has to leave you alone. He hates feeling like he's neglecting you, which he KNOWS you don't think he is and tries his best to avoid them. When he doesn't have a choice, he'll spam you with texts and calls- talks you to sleep. Away missions are the worst, though, he's barely able to fall asleep without your heartbeat under his ear and hands in his hair. He just loves you and being without you feels like he's lost a limb.
• Uses hugs to recharge every night, even more so after he's been away, pulls you flush against him and tucks his face into your neck. His fingers digging into your back and wings crushing you to him. Rubs his nose back and forth on your neck and presses your foreheads together. He spends so much of his day worried about not being able to come back to you that having you in front of him is the only way to calm down.
• Keigo is an incredibly loyal person, destructively so, and he loves SO hard. So much about his life is stressful that having you to come back to, someone to be calm and soft with, matters more than anything. Having someone to love and support him unconditionally for the first time.
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