general Kunikida headcanons for my friend @doppoyuta merry chrysanthemum
Everyone knows Kunikida always has his trusty notebook by his side, but he also has several binders filled with plans for specific dates at his home
These dates include major milestones in his life: his first date, his wedding, his honeymoon, his funeral, dazais funeral, and more, as well as extensive backup plans (just in case anything goes wrong).
He’s a cat person, but its not like he hates dogs; as a matter of fact he respects their loyalty, but they’re just a tad bit too unpredictable
Kunikida actually loves black coffee with nothing else in it
But he doesn’t drink it at the office because Dazai makes fun of him for it
I’d like to think that Kunikida is an older sibling to the younger members of the ADA, he tries his best to give them good advice whenever they need help
Kunikida is also very strict with his diet, but he wouldn’t force it on his s/o
He also has a quiet appreciation for art. He could never be an artist, solely bc the industry and job itself is sorta free form, but he thinks artists are brave
In a college au, he would major in business and be very strict with his schedule t
He has a four year plan that he sticks to; Take all of the required classes, do one or two clubs for his resume, and graduate with a perfect gpa.
He hates blueberries
He has a photographic memory
He finds a way to use sour cream in everything
The only soda he likes is sprite
Is left handed
Doesn’t get the appeal behind zodiac signs
His phone is always above 50%
Loves angel food cake
Hates walking behind people, he literally always wants to walk in front
Always double knots his shoelaces
Lives for going on coffee dates with his s/o
Hes also an amazing gift giver
Is the best folder in all of bsd. He can fold clothes perfectly and quickly
Wally with a cheerful trainer s/o, who’s dying from an illness
Trigger warning: dying reader, dead reader. Illness. Angst. Toxicly positive reader? Possible grammar mistakes.
Wally first met you on the day he was going to get his very first pokemon! To his surprise, you were here for the same thing! Norman was nice enough to lend you both a spare Pokémon and balls for you two!
He remembers how nerve-wracking but thrilling it was catching his ralts. When he did, you praised him! And gosh, he couldn’t help but blush at your comment.
He invited you over to his parents house, and you both became quickly familiar with one another; becoming friends (and also rivals) very quickly!
Since both of your pokemon were relatively weak, the two of you decided to train together.
Eventually, you were confident that your Pokémon was ready to take on the first gym! Wally wasn’t nearly as confident though, thus you two parted ways.
You told Wally you’d see him around! Giving him a gleeful smile that made his heart skip a beat. It appeared he had a small crush..
You guys wouldn’t meet again until the second gym. Wally had moved to come stay with his uncle, and by then he had gotten a little stronger! When he saw you, Wally couldn’t help but get a little giddy and blush ever so slightly.
After your guys’ battle, his uncle invited you over to his home. He noticed how his nephew was behaving, and thought it might be good to bring over his crush!
You cheerfully accepted! And even wanted to race Wally there! Although, that didn’t work out as his condition rendered running a bit…. Problematic. Soo, instead of that, you trailed alongside him and chatted about your adventures and experiences so far.
You sort of took a break on your journey to spend time with the lime haired boy. And he couldn’t have been more thrilled!
At first, you two trained together. Being on break didn’t mean you couldn’t get some experience in!
Eventually, you two started doing everything together. Hanging out and enjoying the beautiful area, especially the flowers. Fooling around, even if Wally sometimes protested against your ideas. And lazing together during uneventful days.
It was on one of those days you asked about his condition, and what it was that forced him to move to his uncles.
Wally paused for a moment, before replying with an answer. He thought that by becoming a trainer, he could become stronger, both as a person and with his illness.
His answer made you admire him, and you felt like you owed him something in return. So, with your cheerful tone that made beautiflies flutter in his tummy, you said:
“well… I’m technically dying!”
Wally gave you a shocked expression, and almost thought you were joking because of your tone.
But it wasn’t a joke, unfortunately. You told him you had an illness that was slowly killing. You became a trainer as a way to see the entire region before your death, and take on the gyms in an attempt to become the champion of hoenn!
Wally stayed with a shocked expression “s/o… I’m so sorry..”. You hushed him, saying that you weren’t afraid of it, or sad. Maybe you were a long time ago but now? You were fine!
To lighten the mood, you reassured him that everything was ok. Wally was awed at how much you accepted your fate. He understood, since he had his own issues as well, but to know you were dying and still be happy? He doesn’t think even he could be as jolly.
You brightened up the somber atmosphere with optimism, stating that you were here, and ready to make the most out of everything!
Wally couldn’t help his racing heart when you smiled. Your cheerfulness and determination made him feel so warm and fuzzy inside. It was more then obvious he had a massive crush on you, and in a way, you returned those feelings as well.
Once that was clear cut, you decided to ask him out! Gosh, he was a blushing mess when you did, stuttering over his words and behaving more meek then normal. But… He accepted, a small smile on his lips.
The date was simple, but very cute. You two were strolling together around both Verdanturf town and Mauville city. The old couple of the daycare even let you both help tend with some of the pokemon. Although Wally was a bit hesitant, the pokemon cooed to his gentleness and calm nature. It was truly a precious moment!
It didn’t take much time for you two to become a thing! Although yous never said it directly, it was clear as day you two were helplessly in love with each other.
It was also around this time you and Wally decided to resume your pokemon journey. Wally suggested you two stick together for the remainder of it, and you found the idea cute, so you two did!
But the plan didn’t last too long.. halfway through your two’s adventure, you began to cough. You often didn’t think much of it, since it was something that happened a lot for you. Given your conditions and… everything.
But once you looked down at your hand, you noticed it was stained with…. Blood? You had coughed out blood, some of it coming out in small clumps.
This hadn’t happened before, and you were actually… Very scared. Perhaps because it reminded you of your morality.. or because of Wally.
You couldn’t let him see you like this. What would happen? How would he react? The last thing you wanted was to suspend his own adventure just because of you.
Wally noticed how quiet you got after your coughing fit, and asked if something was wrong. You hid away your bloody hand and hastily wiped any remaining traces of blood on your mouth, turning to him with your smile that always tug on his heartstrings “Yep! I’m fine! Just…”
You had to find an excuse. A way so Wally wouldn’t suspect something. So, in a slightly sudden voice, you told Wally it was time to part ways.
At first, he interpreted it as you breaking up with him, which left him confused and very hurt; but when you explained it was just because you wanted to get the next gym badge, he sighed in relief you weren’t ending the relationship. Although he was still puzzled by why you wanted to go on your own and a part of him didn’t want you to leave. Something didn’t feel right.
But you reassured him you’d see him again! And told him you two could still keep in contact through the phone! Although he still felt like something was… off… Wally just chopped it up to him being paranoid, and maybe even a little bit possessive? He wasn’t sure, relationships were such a new concept to him.
With that and a peck on the cheek, you took off! And Wally waved you goodbye.
Wally then decided, he needed to get stronger! He hoped that the next time you two saw each other, you’d be impressed with how much he improved as a trainer and as a person, who wasn’t bound to his illness.
Illness.. that’s right, you were also sick, but much worse. Honestly, you were so good at hiding and quickly recovering from the symptoms, Wally almost forgot you were dying..
His chest ached at the thought of you dying. One of his fears was you dying before he could even talk with you again. His heart held so much love for you, and Wally wished that somehow he could take away your pain…
But your numbered days served as motivation. He wanted to get stronger, for you. He wanted to show you how far he came, and how far you’ve come!
Wally believed in you as well. He found you admirable for your optimism. He thought you could do anything! And that, even if you were dying, you’d survive, and make it.
Wishful thinking, I suppose.
But as Wally got stronger, you only grew weaker. The doctors you had visited said your condition had suddenly worsen out of the blue.
They said, at best, they could give you a few extra weeks of life. Maybe a month or 3, but you’d be heavily restricted. At that point, you’d be stuck to a hospital bed; your journey finishing right then and there.
So, you went against what they said. You held onto hope that, at the very least, you’d be able to collect all the gym badges.
Your calls with Wally became a bit more frequent, which he didn’t reject to. Actually, he was really, really happy to hear you! Sometimes he’d get scared that something awful happened to you, so hearing your voice helped calm him.
You avoided telling him the truth though, instead asking about him, his Pokemon, and how far he is. Wally answered every question you had, becoming especially bright regarding his trainer status. You could hear the light and excitement irradiating from his voice, which made you smile.
When he asked about yours, you put on a cheery voice as you often did. Telling him everything was grand! You’d gotten a lot stronger, and had managed to collect another gym badge!
He congratulated you, saying how awesome you were! He asked if, when you two met again, you’d be willing to battle him.
You paused for a moment, not sure how to reply. You didn’t want him to see you, not in your slowly deteriorating state. But at the same time you missed him. You wanted to see him again, physically. So, with an unheard reluctance, you agreed to the brawl!
Wally was concerned. You had never sounded so meek before. Never sounded so resistant to see him. He wondered if he did something wrong? If he displeased you someway. He tried not to let it get to his head, but the thought did irk him.
..when Wally finally saw you, he noticed how different you looked. Wally wasn’t oblivious, but he didn’t know how to bring it up. So, for the time being, you guys caught up! You told Wally how far you’ve gotten so far, and showed off your collection of badges! You also showed him your Pokemon, how strong they had gotten.
But Wally kept quiet, or replied only in short sentences. You notice his concern expression intensify upon bringing your Pokemon out. Their faces showed hints of sadness.
Finally, Wally asked if you were ok. Your quick reply more or less confirmed you weren’t, despite your response portraying the contrary.
He took your hand into his and told you softly that, it’s ok if you don’t want to tell him. He just wants to make sure you’re fine. His skin was so soft you had just noticed, and his delicate hold brought you comfort.
So, with hesitance, you finally told him what was happening. You told him how your illness had advanced, how limited your time was, what they adviced and why you went against it.
Wally looked at you with shock and sadness, but he tried not to overreact. Instead, he held you.
You brushed off his concern, and challenged him to a battle! Wally was stunned by how quickly you tried shifting the topic, and he declined at first. But you reminded him of the ole’ trainer rule:
If two trainers lock eyes with one another, it is mandatory they begin a battle!
You wanted to distract yourself and him. You didn’t want your illness to be a burden. At the very least you wanted to enjoy the time you had with him instead of focusing solely on you.
When the battle concluded, as if on cue, you coughed out. Wally could tell you were in pain, even if you tried playing it off as if you weren’t. He quickly came to you, asking what was wrong and if he needed to call the hospital!
You weakly say it’s fine, but Wally rebuked in an attempt to bring you back to reality. It was obvious you weren’t ‘fine’, and he tried to convince you to go see a doctor; at the very least they could offer you some sort of pain reliever!
What was only worry for your well-being evolved into an argument. Even if you put on a happy face and chipper persona, you were suppressing a lot of emotions, and Wally was the unfortunate 'pin to the balloon’.
You let everything pour out, such poisonous words being thrown at him. Wally was stunned into silence by you, only able to endure your verbal assault. Your toxicity would of likely continued if another coughing fit hadn’t taken over.
But this time, you weren’t able to hide the pain. Your coughs rapidly grew worse, and the ache became too much to the point where your legs buckled in.
Wally panicked when he saw you dropping, but was able to keep calm enough to call the ambulance. He tried to help you as much as he could, but he didn’t know what to do. Even you didn’t.
When help finally arrived you had completely knocked out, a sickening pool of dark crimson pouring from your mouth that had convinced Wally for a moment that you were gone.
You were rushed to the nearest hospital. Wally wanted to come along with you, but the doctors refused and didn’t take the precious time to hear his pleas.
..for the next few days, all Wally could think about was you. His journey had reached another stop, and he tried to stay at the hospital for as long as he could.
The only people he seemed to interact with was his gardivour, his uncle, and his parents. Other then that he had turned completely mute.
He felt guilty, as if this was his fault. The last thing you’d remember if you didn’t make it was the two of you getting into an argument. Maybe if he hadn’t been so pushy, you wouldn’t of had a fit and be here.
He knew it was dumb to think like that, but he couldn’t help it.
Sometimes, he’d visit your Pokemon who had been transported to a daycare in the hospital. They seemed just as scared as Wally was, but he knew fearing wouldn’t do anything; it wasn’t what you wanted either.
So, he tried to be positive. He thought you’d be able to pull through. You were one of the strongest people he knew!
You couldn’t die yet, not when you hadn’t even completed the gym challenges!
His optimism brought hope to your Pokemon, and to him as well! But Wally was split if he truly believed in what he just preached.
And every day that passed. Every hour you remained in your bed, motionless minus your chest pumping up and down from a machine you were hooked up with.
That hope grew dimmer and dimmer.
Sometimes he’d talk to you, gently rubbing your hand. Your guardian(s) allowed him to be near you, which he couldn’t be more thankful for.
He’d tell you about his day, how boring the hospital was. He wondered if you could hear him? He hoped you could.
Wally missed you. He missed you so, so much. He missed seeing you walking around, he missed hearing your voice; he just wanted you.
Wally tried to pull himself together. He didn’t want to seem weak in front of you, not when you needed the utmost attention right now. But he couldn’t control himself for long.
Wally’s gentle whimpers grew into uncontrollable crying. He was pleading to you, pleading to anyone, begging anyone to just—not take you away.
“P-please, S/O… I can’t lose you. I…I love you!”
He wanted his words to reach you somehow, so that maybe… Maybe you would wake up.
But no amount of love laced words could pull you from your eternal slumber.
Your heart monitor began dropping. The beating of the machine inducing an intense anxiety into Wally. He cried out for help, and the doctors and nurses flooded the room like water.
Wally was pushed outside the room and force to watch as the medical team desperately tried to revive you. He felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach when every attempt resulted in nothing. No response, nothing.
The doctor came up to Wally, a sad expression on his face. The world went silent. He was muttering out words, lips moving, but Wally couldn’t hear anything.
He didn’t need to. He knew.
And he just breaks..
He’s crying, perhaps even hyperventilating as the doctors attempted to calm him down. Wally knew you were gone. He thought he would be prepared for it, but the impact was too much for him to handle.
He cries, he cries a lot.
And then your funeral comes, but there aren’t any tears. Not because he isn’t sad, but because he can’t squeeze anymore out. He just looks at your coffin in melancholy.
For awhile, Wally doesn’t leave his house. When he returned to his parents, he is was nearly mute, and only stayed inside. All that progress had regressed, and he was back to his old self.
Wally wanted to care for your Pokemon himself, but he just wasn’t in a good place. He couldn’t even care for his own Pokemon, but they understood; your death affected them as well.
With some outside help from his family and his/your Pokemon, Wally slowly got better. Slow, but better.
It was painful for him, but he had to accept keeping you in memory while moving on.
He likes to think you’d want him to go forward, complete his journey. And he came up with a motivator; he couldn’t be doing it for himself now, but for the both of you.
He’d do this. For you, and for himself.
He’ll get stronger. He’ll get braver. Because that’s what you may of wanted from him.
Wally would never love someone as much as he did you. You mean the world to him. If only you two had more time together.
Wally will always miss you. The pain will lessen, perhaps even some of his feelings. But his love for you will mostly remain intact.
Wally would visit your grave frequently. But as time went on, the visits became less frequent. Still, he always brought your favourite gifts and most times your Pokemon came along with him.
He’ll never forget you. Never.
Thislovely artist is the person, I believe, made the drawing! I didn’t ask for permission however, so if they ask me to remove the art, I shall!
❀ A/N: sorry if this is bad, I still have to learn how to write headcanons lol
❀ Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Milk – Coffee
❀ Published:25.02.2021
✧ I love this boy so much
✧ but let‘s be real, Megumi would be too shy to really ask you out
✧ it would be more like “Hey (Y/N), you wanna catch some coffee?”
✧ will definitely act like it’s not a date, but deep down he really wants to ask you out properly
✧ his excuse would be that he wants to talk to you about the upcoming mission
✧ he would take you on a walk to a really nice and rather small coffee shop
✧ the walk would be quiet at first, Megumi has some problems talking to you because every time he glances over to you his ears would turn red
✧ he’s just not trusting his voice right now
✧ so it’s your mission now to start a conversation
✧ I see Megumi as a milk-coffee kinda guy, so when you two enter the coffee shop he gets two milk-coffee’s – he insists to pay (he wants that date feeling… poor buy is just so shy)
✧ “wait! do you even like milk-coffee?”
✧ “yes, that’s totally fine” you said while trying to hide a small giggle
✧ it would be so obvious that Megumi is nervous, pls just go with the flow and take the milk-coffee
✧ after you two got your order you sat yourself at a small table with only two chairs in a rather quiet corner
✧ it would be up to you again to start a conversation because poor guy Megumi is just starring at his coffee, grabbing it with both his hands
✧ do be fair, the conversation wouldn’t be that romantic – you both would probably talk about different fighting styles, Megumi would tell you about that new cursed weapon he borrowed from Maki
✧ he would love to just sit there and listen to you talk about life, so when you told him a story about that one prank Yuuji and you pulled on Satoru last week he zoned out, starring at your hands laying on the table
✧ he just wants to grab and hold them so so bad
✧ decides not to, because he doesn’t want to ruin the situation
✧ (just tell him that you like him so he can hold your hand damn it)
✧ when you both finished your coffee the sun already started to set
✧ so on your walk back to school it got kinda chilly
✧ “are you cold?” he’d ask you, eyeing you up and down
✧ “nah it’s fine”
✧ but he could see that you tried to warm up your hands by sliding them under your arms
✧ sadly Megumi couldn’t offer you a jacked because both of you are only wearing a hoodie (boy should have been prepared)
✧ “give me your hand” he said surprised by himself
✧ you hesitated for a second but stretched out your hand that’s on Megumi’s side
✧ but instead of holding it, he grabbed it and put it in the pocked of his hoodie together with his own hand
✧ now it was your time to turn red “t-thank you” you stumbled over your own words
✧ he didn’t say anything but the smile on his face said everything – still insecure he scratched the back of his neck with his free hand
✧ back at the dorms you just looked at each other, not knowing what tho say
✧*should I just say “bye”?* (no Megumi you should not)
✧ you wrapped your arms around the boy in front of you, hiding your blushed face in his chest
✧ he instantly tensed up, but after a few seconds he was able to slowly hug you back
✧ tomato Megumi
✧ “so… was that a date?” you mumbled in his chest
✧ “ a – a date?”
✧ “yeah, a date”
✧ “do you want it to be one?” he asked you quietly, still hugging you
✧ you just nodded you head, not trusting your voice
✧ so he just hugged you even harder and put his chin on your head
✧ “well… then I guess it was a date”
A/N
I hope you liked this headcanon. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.
Some headcanons about you dating Kirishima and Fatgum being your dad. I just came up with this on a whim and thought it would be cute. Hope you guys enjoy it.
You and Kirishima didn’t tell your dad you were dating immediately.
But Fatgum being your dad, you didn’t keep it secret for long.
Fatgum was happy to hear you were dating Kirishima.
He was still your dad, so he kept his eyes on Kirishima for some time.
Once he knew for sure, Kirishima was treating you well. He didn’t worry too much about you.
Still, he was your dad and wanted to make sure you were protected.
Before you and Kirishima started dating, you would bring lunch to your dad and his two trainees.
Now that you and Kirishima are dating, Fatgum would catch glimpses of Kirishima’s lunch.
You would sometimes make a heart out of the ingredients.
Other times you wrote him a little note.
And you bet Kirishima enjoyed it every time.
At other times, Fatgum would catch Kirishima talking about you and what you did together.
Fatgum also caught glimpses of Kirishima’s face when he told Tamaki and him about you and what you did together.
Safe to say, Fatgum knew Kirishima was right for you.
You ran into the trio on patrol once, and the look on Kirishima’s face lit up.
You two didn’t notice it, but Fatgum did.
You two were holding hands as you were talking.
Fatgum thought it was the cutest thing.
You don’t know how many cuteness overloads you two have given him.
Seeing and hearing how passionate you two are about your relationship makes him so happy.
It also makes him glad to see you spend time with someone you love. (Other than him, of course.)
What was that about fathers being protective of their kids?
He still is protective, but he knows Kirishima will treat you well. So he doesn’t worry too much.
Honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you two got married one day.
He certainly hopes so.
He already sees Kirishima as his son-in-law.
Is not embarrassed to tell him stories from when you were a baby.
Kirishima would smile and laugh with Fatgum while you bury your head in your hands of embarrassment.
You begged your dad to stop.
He did.
Until he brought out your baby photos.
By the end of the day, you were redder than Kirishima’s hair.
But you loved your dad, and you wouldn’t trade him for anyone else.
a/n; there is just something so interesting about this two’s dynamic that made me write some headcanons.
BelandRasiel, the twins
↠ Everything about Bel and Rasiel had mirrored each other, from their birthmarks to their clothes, likes, and even eyes. Bel once said that it was a sign from the universe that they were bound to be on opposite sides of the spectrum, never together and always against each other.
↠ So that they won’t be exact copies of each other, Rasiel cuts his own bangs while Bel gets it cut.
↠ Bel used to wear the color black and Rasiel wore white. When Bel had vocally said that he liked the color black, Rasiel decided to spite him and wear black the next day. Ironically, Bel had the exact same idea when his twin announced that he liked white so he also wore that colored shirt. After that day, their clothes were practically switched.
↠ Bel and Rasiel have different eye colors but both had a case of sectoral heterochromia, same as their father’s. Whilst Rasiel’s eyes have a different color on the topper part of his irises, Bel’s different color was on the lower part of his irises.
↠ Bel never had intentions of being King. It’s just so… tiring, and boring, and so not Bel-like. He didn’t mind not being King but he minded if Rasiel became King. So after getting rid of Rasiel, he got rid of everyone else as well. There won’t be a need for a King, no need for him, if there’s no Kingdom after all. He sought out Varia the day after.
↠ For as long as both of them could remember, Bel and Rasiel had tried murdering each other over the pettiest of things.
↠ It started with a simple birthday celebration for their third birthday. Since Rasiel was the older twin, what he says is to be followed, and the servants in their castle bends to his whims. Rasiel had wanted a vanilla cake but Bel wanted chocolate; following the earlier rule, they ended up having vanilla cake on their birthday.
↠ After that incident, Bel had came up with a solution to his problems. Rasiel may be the older twin now but if he gets rid of him…
↠ Prior to this, the most that had happened in between them were little shoves and pushes. Tripping each other or ‘accidentally’ kicking the other. Bel had pushed Rasiel off the stairs when Rasiel had gotten a point higher in their mock quizzes while Rasiel bit Bel’s hand.
↠ Bel was the first one who attacked with intent to murder. At that time, he really didn’t like blood, he didn’t like getting dirty, so he used poison.
↠ Rasiel miraculously survived from the potion from hell that Bel had brewed on his own, and he didn’t need investigators to know that it was Bel who did it. Instead of getting mad and sentencing Bel to an execution like he always does with everyone else, he decided to return with his own poison.
↠ Soon enough, poison started going to punches and punches started going to knives and before they all knew it, the twins were at each other’s throats.
↠ Their parents didn’t do anything. They didn’t care if one dies and one lives, what they need is a heir and only one of them. If the two did manage to kill each other and are in a situation where none will survive, then they simply have to give birth to another child. So Bel and Rasiel hated them. It was no surprise that Bel killed them after he killed Rasiel.
↠ Tw twins had used to many underhanded tactics to get over the other numerous times. One time would be when Rasiel fed Bel dirt when he was in bed, sick. Bel swallowed some worms with it and only got sicker.
↠ In retaliation, Bel had fed him cockroaches when he himself got sick a few months later. He had truly enjoyed how Rasiel screamed at him, feeling those tiny pests in his throat. No servant bothered to check up on them, already used to it.
↠ Bel was the first one to use knives at the age of four. The whole family was dining, having their usual obligatory meal together when Rasiel had started laughing mockingly at him. The first thing Bel’s hand had got was the dinner knife and so he threw it. Rasiel had copied, throwing his own knife.
↠ Things just started to get worse from there.
↠ Bel had cheated. He didn’t like to call it cheating since he was just being his usual scheming cunning self, but he did. He made sure to attack Rasiel when he was at his lowest. And it worked. Bel won.
↠ For Bel, his victory over his brother was bittersweet. He relished in his win, standing triumphed over his brother’s bleeding body, red covered the room and his clothes. Injuries decorated his body after the long hard fight but it was nothing compared to his brother who was taking his last few breaths.
↠ Though deep inside him, in the darkest part of his heart, he had mourned as well. Belphegor is human after all, no matter how psychotic or insane he is. Rasiel was his other half, even if he didn’t want to admit it. They were each other’s parts, in sync.
↠ But he knew that from there, he would have to start picking up pieces to fit in him so he could be whole again.
↠ And perhaps when Rasiel laid on the floor, looking up at his brother in scorn and disbelief, he felt the same deep inside as well.
↠ Neither of the twins would ever admit to it, burying it all under the everlasting hatred and vicious strikes. After all, what were they if they weren’t twins trying to outsmart and murder each other every single second?
a/n; fran is like varia’s baby, but he’s also kokuyo’s. fran just thinks that they’re all idiots and he’s inconveniently stuck with them. but everyone is an idiot in his eyes so it doesn’t count. his bel-senpai is in a whole ‘nother level of idiocy and insanity, fran doesn’t even want to touch that. he wonders if he should contact a hospital for him. or police. or any kind of authorities. fran’s pretty sure that he just got kidnapped.
Fran’s Unconventional Families
↠ Fran, unfortunately, remembers his parents’ faces well. He had only met them a few times in his life. He would like to keep it that way.
↠ Fran’s parents didn’t like settling down, they were always somewhere else. They were travelevers, jobs changing every now and then. Fran would only weigh them down, chain them to a normal lifestyle, so a few months after he was born he was immediately handed to his grandparents.
↠ The third and last time he saw them was when his grandpa died when he was around seven.
↠ Fran loved his grandpa but he was always making the poor boy interact with people, preaching about relationships and social bonds. Fran also loved his grandma but he certainly didn’t like her cooking.
↠ Fran was always the unusual kid. He was bullied so he quitted school. His grandparents tried forcing him back but gave up after a few weeks of failure. Fran learned things on his own.
↠ He first started creating illusions when he was five. He did it unconsciously and he never really did dwell on it too much, deciding to just go along with it. His grandparents never really did notice either. They never really noticed anything he does.
↠ The only days he actually liked were birthdays. His grandma doesn’t cook then, opting on taking him to actual restaurants instead. He gets to eat anything he wants then and his grandparents don’t try to stop him despite the bill going higher than intended.
↠ He always had a weak body. It was a surprise how he managed to survive through getting drifted to the ocean from a river. His grandma doesn’t like him going out but he still does so.
↠ Still, Fran missed his grandma after he was brought to the Kokuyo gang and later on Varia. Fran wouldn’t admit it but he would often take a look on how his grandma is doing whenever they were in France or whenever he could. Everyone knew but no one commented about it.
↠ Fran weirdly thinks of Mukuro as an older brother. He was the main reason why he chose Kokuyo over Varia in the first place.
↠ Chrome is his sister. Hurt her and Fran will make sure you die a painful death while Mukuro makes sure you die so he can bring you back and kill you again.
↠ M.M. is another sister, just weirder. She always pokes Fran and makes fun off his headgears. She also really likes shopping and Fran is the unfortunate soul that gets dragged around to carry her shopping bags.
↠ Ken… Well, he and Chikura are next-door neighbors that ended up being unofficially adopted in the family. Fran wasn’t quite sure how it happened but they were already there when he got into Kokuyo.
↠ Verde is the rich uncle that Fran leeches off from. He also really likes annoying him. Mukuro, Verde, Fran are the fruit family and Fran always make sure to mention it whenever the three of them are at the same place at the same time by coincidence.
↠ Varia is something close to his third family. Just more dysfunctional and reluctant. Squalo is a dad, the noisy dad. (Xanxus is the other dad, the rich but aloof one.) Lussuria is the mom with how he always takes care of everyone, cooks, cleans, and scolds them.
↠ Fran quite likes how Lussuria always give him a glass of milk in the middle of the night when he either can’t seem to sleep or woke up from a nightmare.
↠ Mammon is like his aunt/uncle. They never ask him for money. Probably because Fran tries to avoid getting into debt with them.
↠ He isn’t sure what Levi and Bel are though. Levi is probably the dog with how he follows the Boss around and Bel… Well, Bel is the insane neighbor no one quite likes. (Fran actually quite likes him but shush.)
↠ Rethinking about it, Bel is probably his weirder brother (M.M. equivalent but more bloodthirsty). It’s in how the two of them are the babies of the family (Varia but oh well). Despite Bel tormenting him, they always play video games together and critique movies all the time.
↠ And oh boy, Fran just realized. He just thought of Varia and Kokuyo as his family-
a/n; just headcanons of mukuro being wholesome / a sane person that deserves to be happy. i just like imagining a different side of him, one that acts like a teenager and not someone who suffered all his life and only has revenge on his mind.
Rokudo Mukuro being wholesome
↠ Rokudo Mukuro is illiterate. He grew up in an institution and was experimented on. Reading and writing wasn’t that important and he never had time to learn even after massacring Estraneo because they were on the run from Vindice.
↠ Because of this, Chrome is the one doing the paperwork for both of them. Tsuna soon caught up with this fact and realized that Mukuro spent most of life taking revenge and not having time to learn what a normal person would. And because Tsuna is a kind soul, he decided to teach Mukuro himself. (Reborn was so proud despite him whacking and insulting Tsuna along the way.)
↠ Mukuro was embarrassed, of course. But Tsuna made sure that no, he wasn’t stupid and no, he isn’t incapable and also no, Tsuna isn’t going to bully him. Tsuna very much understands being at the lowest compared to everyone else so he really wasn’t planning on bullying Mukuro. Reborn was though and Tsuna decided to kick him out. (Tsuna got punished but at least Mukuro was a tad more comfortable with the prospect of learning something he didn’t get a chance to learn.)
↠ It didn’t take long for him to learn how to read and write, Mukuro was a genius in his own way. Tsuna mourns the fact that Mukuro’s penmanship was a whole lot better than his own.
↠ The first book Mukuro read and finished was a manga because Tsuna had a tendency to babble about it during lessons. This intrigued Mukuro. Tsuna ended up lending him said manga. He didn’t see said manga ever again.
↠ Mukuro isn’t great with presents. He isn’t used to receiving them and he has no idea what to give others on their birthdays as well. He gave Tsuna a freshly caught fish (still with the knife on it and all) on the boy’s eighteenth birthday. (At that point, Tsuna had gotten too used to these kinds of things so he just accepted it. Up to this day, he still doesn’t understand which one was the gift but the fish was delicious and he still keeps the knife in a locked safe along with other valuable objects.)
↠ Rokudo Mukuro turned red the first time Chrome ever gave him a gift. Seeing this, everyone started spoiling him with little trinkets they found that reminded them of Mukuro (the most prominent one were pineapples: keychains, plushies, artwork, notebooks, as long as they had pineapples on them). He yelled and complained, threatened them to hell and beyond but no one really did stop. It became tradition by that point.
↠ Mukuro is a giant fashionista. The closet in his private room in Vongola’s private mansion in Italy is full and well-kept. All of the clothes are branded and expensive. This is mainly because when he was younger, he never really got to choose his clothes. They were the same boring white uniform worn by patients (livestock).
↠ Mukuro loves seeing Chrome with different hairstyles. When he finally got his body back, he decided to wear the same hairstyle as Chrome every Sunday, whether it be braids, twintails, or ponytails.
↠ He had been scouted before. The amount of modelling invitations in his email was enormous, along with acting ones. He actually has a fanclub. Mafiosi who are aware of his reputation as a dangerous demon who escaped Vindice multiple times all blanched when they found out about his little fanclub.
↠ Mukuro is aware that he’s handsome, he boasts about it.
↠ Rokudo Mukuro creates mindscapes so he can sleep better. Most of the time, it would be endless fields. Sometimes, it would be in castles. There was a time when it was an amusement park even though he had no idea what an amusement park is.
↠ Mukuro had never been to an amusement park. When Tsuna found out, he made sure to have Mukuro’s nineteenth birthday in an amusement park. (Tsuna finally decided to use Vongola money and rented a whole amusement park for the day which made Reborn facepalm.) Even Hibari was pulled along; they fought on top of the ferris wheel.
↠ Rokudo Mukuro’s love for chocolates is notable. Tsuna had to get him a private dentist.
↠ Rokudo Mukuro never says it out loud but he’s forever grateful to Tsuna. Deep in his heart, he vowed to follow Tsuna until the very end.
↠ Rokudo Mukuro will never admit it but he’ll do anything for Kokuyo Gang, not because he knows they’ll do the same but rather just because he wants to. He cares for them, even Fran.
a/n; my first khr headcanons! featuring hibari kyouya and his “family”.
Hibari Kyouya’s family
↠ Hibari Kyouya had a strict and traditional upbringing, but he wouldn’t change it for anything else.
↠ Hibari Kyouya’s mother was half-Chinese and she was Fon’s twin. She had given birth to him when she was 33, Fon had already been cursed. So for as long as Hibari remembers, his uncle was a tiny baby that was stronger than him (which is unacceptable).
↠ Hibari Kyouya’s father was the police superintendent general, the reason for Hibari’s ‘obsession’ of keeping Namimori in order. Despite his father literally being the epitome of legal, Hibari doesn’t have any problems using illegal means to get what he wants.
↠ Hibari Kyouya doesn’t like Fon. He just doesn’t. Actually, Fon babies him a bit too much sometimes and that’s why Hibari doesn’t like him. Another reason would be because Fon made his mother cry by getting himself cursed like an idiot.
↠ Hibari Kyouya fell in love with his father’s work and when he was younger, he wanted to be like his father but that was pushed to the side when he got involved with Vongola. Not like it’s stopping him from taking over the police force.
↠ Hibari Kyouya has been told that he’s like his father but Fon always intervenes and says that he’s just like his mother. Hibari wasn’t sure how to feel about it since his mother had always been a little frail, elegant and soft. Until he saw his mother beat up a thief that tried to steal from her with one hand. Hibari now prefers his mother than his father.
↠ Hibari Kyouya, at the age of nine, lost his mother from the clutch of Death and stupid sickness. His last memory of her wasn’t her laying in the hospital, someone so strong, looking so frail. No. His last memory of her was in a dream, a memory, of a younger him being lulled to sleep by his mother’s humming.
↠ Hibari Kyouya’s father is usually busy and he had even almost missed the funeral. Hibari hates him for that.
↠ Hibari Kyouya sometimes wonders if his parents really did love each other. Fon often tells him stories and show him pictures of his parents and that keeps him from completely thinking that his parents were forced together. (They did love each other, and they loved Kyouya too.)
↠ Hibari Kyouya considers Hibird and Kusakabe Tetsuya a part of his family, even though he desperately reasons that carnivores don’t need packs.
↠ Further down the line, Vongola is his reluctant family.
Lo'lo heard somewhere that crocodiles eat rocks in order to help their digestion, so when experiencing stomach pains he decided ‘Why not?’ and tried it. This is solely the only reason why the Fanalis Corps have had to learn the Heimlich maneuver so that Lo'lo doesn’t literally choke on a rock and just die. As much as I love Lo'lo, he’s dumber than the rocks he keeps trying to eat and doesn’t learn from his mistakes.
Smut..cold. hard. detailed smut. I WILL RUIN YOUR DAY AND YOU WILL THANK ME DAMNIT! Dom Keigo? Well Heat Keigo, assertive azz boi
Also it’s implied you’re wearing a skirt.
LEGGO!
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Jeanie, your good friend sat with you as you explained yourself to the nurse, Dr. Malina. Her face twisted in curiosity as you explained what the hell was going on with you. You were nervous as fuck even trying to talk about it. What was wrong with you and how were you gonna fix it.
“Mrs. L/N, Miss. King. What seems to be the issue.”
Jeanie nodded at you, letting you know it was okay to talk first.
“Um…My erm down there, is acting up.”
“Are you pregnant? Ovulating?”
“Oh no!” you shook your head. “Nothing like that.” you laughed nervously. “Um, it started this week. I’ve been really sensitive, maybe a little…I have no clue. This hasn’t happened before.”
“Okay Miss. L/N. Has anything strange other than hyper-sensitivity been happening? Has your quirk been acting up?”
“I can barely touch…it without being sensitive, and this isn’t a period thing because that’s never happened to me before.”
“Have any large changed happened to you this past year?”
“No, not really.” I shook my head.
“No new people, you haven’t moved apartments?”
“I moved in with my boyfriend?”
Now that you thought of it, you recently moved in with Keigo Takami known as Hawks. Recently, you haven’t seen him though. He could barely look at you without dropping something or even walk past you. It was just this past Saturday that you were starting to feel this way.
“Have you two ever been intimate?” she asked.
“I mean yeah.” you shrugged. “But not lately-”
“Not within the last…say week and a half?” the nurse asked.
You looked at Jeanie who seemed to be thinking. Thinking very hard to the point where her eyebrows were knitted together.
“Hey, Y/N. You don’t think Keigo has anything to do with this?” she asked. “Maybe I’m wrong but do you think that maybe he’s…y'know-”
“I don’t follow.” you replied dumbly.
“Honey.” the nurse laughed at your naivety. “By sensitive, do you mean turned on? Aroused?”
“Um…yeaaaahh?” you trailed off.
“Everytime you look at your boyfriend, do those feelings get worse? Has he been acting off, heavy breathing-”
“Yes!” you nodded. “Something like that!”
It wasn’t long before the nurse was asking you more and more questions.
“My dear!” she laughed. “You aren’t sick and there’s nothing wrong with you!”
“Really?” you sighed with relief. “Then what’s the issue?”
“You’re in heat! Whatever’s happening to your partner is obviously happening to you.” she laughed.
“W-what? THAT’S EVEN WORSE! HOW DO I FIX IT WOMAN!?”
“Honey, it’s just a way of saying you want your partner, it’s okay to act on it.”
“Easy for you to say.” you sighed.
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“Hey!” Keigo took you into a tight hug as soon as he opened the door. “I heard you went to the doctors office from Jeanie, you alright?” Obviously not, seeing as how you knocked instead of using a key to get in.
“I…uh-” you trailed off. “I…ngh-” you suddenly dropped to your knees.
“Baby!” he looked down in surprise as you whimpered.
“K-keigo. I’m so-sorry.” you cried. “I didn’t know what else to do. It’s getting worse.” your rested your head against his knee as you hugged his leg. “I’m so ashamed.”
“Y/N, slow down! You’re not making any sense!”
“The nurse told me it was normal but I don’t know anymore-” you stammered. “Fuck-”
“Y/N, babygirl you aren’t making any sense.” Keigo slid his fingers under your chin and made you look up. “Calm down…and tell me what’s wrong.”
“She said I was in heat-or something.” you squeaked. “She said it was normal because you were in it t-too?” you whimpered. His silence after that made you feel even worse. “I’m so sorry-”
“How long has this been happening?” he asked.
“Since last week.” you breathed.
When you looked up, Keigo’s face was still. He wasn’t smiling or frowning. In fact, he wasn’t readable at all. “Now, why would you ever need to apologize for needing some cock inside you.”
“Hm?” your head shot up in his direction.
“Awww, are you my naughty baby. You’ve been struggling without me because you’re afraid I’m gonna think you’re a little whore, aren’t you?”
“Keigo~” you tried to make words as his thumb grazed your bottom lip.
“I didn’t know you were suffering that badly.” he bit his lip, tilting your chin up to look at him. “I wish you had told me earlier…woulda made this past week a whole lot more bearable.” he laughed. “I’ll be honest I didn’t know being in heat would affect you too…so I guess I should be sorry about that.”
You were completely thrown off.
“Why don’t you come in and show me just how bad you’ve been havin it.”
You barely had it in you to stand, so you had to crawl. Being in front on him was too-
As Keigo closed the door, he helped you stand to your feet. You had to lean against him though.
“Naughty naughty~” he sang. “Were you planning on telling me about this, baby? I was wondering when you were finally coming to tell daddy you were aching for him.” he led you to your shared bedroom. His eyes were shifting hues under the light, turning dark with lust. “Does my baby want to play with my fat cock? Maybe get knotted a little by me?”
“Ngh- Huuh-” you chest heaved as you were set down on the bed.
“You’re so cute.” he bit his lip. “The way you’re holding onto me is making me want to fuck you so hard.” his jaw went slack. “Why don’t you play with that pretty pussy, hm?” He stood there and watched you, watched your fingers hike up your clothes and crawl between your legs. “That’s right, rub your clit for me.” he smirked. “Right through those cute panties.”
“K-keigo.” you whimpered. “P-please.”
“Little Y/N can’t take some teasing, hm?” he laughed. “Bend over my bed, let me see just how bad it is.” he strode up and helped you turn over. He stood behind you and hiked up your skirt. “Awww~ Is that wet spot from you pissing yourself or are you just glad to see me baby?” you couldn’t see, but you could tell he was smiling. “I wish you knew how many times I jacked myself off thinking about you this week. I’m glad to know you were suffering without me too.”
“You’re so mean.” you squeaked.
You could hear his gasp. “Baby, look at you.”
“N-no! Don’t look at it.” you attempted to pull it down, only to feel him grab your hands.
“Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare…cover yourself up. Your clit is so swollen.” there was shuffling for a bit, only to be welcomed by warm air against your sex. “Are you that turned on? Do you want me to eat this pussy?”
“K-keigo!” your legs shook.
“Shit, you’re so sensitive. If I touch you anymore, you’ll fall the fuck apart…mmf-” you felt him drive his tongue into your slit. The feeling caused you to bury your face into the bed and muffle your moans.
“Awww baby~” Keigo laughed. “I’m only licking you. All I’m doing is dragging my tongue up this cute pussy.” he hummed. He drew his tongue up your head, laughing maniacally. “So good~” he moaned into your sex. “You’re getting it all over my chin. Does it feel that good when I flick my tongue against your swollen pussy?” he cooed in a babyish voice. “So sloppy- So fucking cute.” He moaned against your sex.
You suddenly felt something else rub against you.
“You’re covering my cock in your mess, baby. You like it when daddy rubs against your?” Keigo abruptly turned you around so that you were laying on your back. You felt his ease himself inside your wetness.
“I wonder if my big fat cock will fit inside.” he seethed, gliding his fingertips down your stomach. “Come on, you can take it. You’re such a good girl for me, you can take it.” he praised. “Can you feel my dick stretching you out? Hm?” bit his lip.
“K-keigo! F-FUCK-” you helped as he buried himself inside you.
“Damnit Y/N. Am I even gonna be able to move.” he grunted. “You’re tightening about my cock. Fuck, come here!” he moved around so it was him that was sitting on the bed, and you were sitting in his lap. He crashed his mouth over yours, muffling your moans with his tongue.
“Awww you’re dripping.” he snarled. “You’re so fucking sexy.” he moaned. “Come on, take my load. Take all this cum, huh? You’re gonna be dripping for weeks, pretty baby.” he groaned. His thrusts only got deeper and deeper. You could feel his thickness against every wall.
Suddenly, you were welcomed by an unbelievably hot feeling inside me.
“FUCK! BABY-” he snarled. “Take all that cum baby. Fucking take it.” he breathe after a while. He tightened his arms around you. “You’re such a good girl.” he bit his lip. He crashed his mouth over yours again. “My pretty baby.”
“W-why didn’t you tell me?” you leaned on his shoulder.
“I didn’t want to force you into anything, but I guess I didn’t have to worry.” he hummed. “I love you baby, so much.” he kissed your lips. “Just like you’re gonna love this round two.”
“What do you mean?”
“I didn’t feel you cum on this cock…and we can’t have that, can we baby?”
The car came to a full stop. You could see the sun disappearing behind the clouds as it began to set. You bit your lip, watching the swirls of orange and pink come together in the sky. You didn’t even thought the sky could look so pretty. You saw the waves crash over the rocks on the beach.
The parking lot was empty, the last car pulling off at you two pulled in.
“Um. I had fun tonight. Thanks for taking me out.” you giggled shyly, looking over at him.
Dabi turned his head to look at you, running a hand through his hair. a smiled spread across his lips. “It doesn’t have to end right now, does it?”
Yeah, he was right. You didn’t want to go yet, you had been having way too much fun. You peeked over at the car radio, it was 8:45. “No, I guess not!” you answered, meeting his eyes again. “Thanks for taking me out.”
“Come on,” he winked. “You deserve it. Our next date will be even better.”
“Dabi-” you scoffed, shaking your head at him. It grew quiet as you gazed down at your fingers. You were glad you didn’t listen to your friends when they all said not to go out with him. He was amazing. He was the funniest man you’ve ever heard speak…and he was drop dead…SO FINE.
“Baby…look at me.” you heard him tease. You shyly turned your head, only to become aware of a pair of lips over your own. It was short and brief, and definitely took you by surprise.
“I’m sorry, was I moving too fast?”
“No, it’s not that.” you laughed nervously. “I liked it, but no guy has ever…done that-”
“I’ll stop you right there, my little matchbox. No ‘guy’ has done that. I’m a man…I’m your man.” he slid his fingers under your chin. “I know what I want, and that’s you.”
You nearly felt your heart stop. His intensity was unmatched. You studied his face as he drew his hands back to wipe the side of his mouth. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. His smirk grew wider.
“Would you like me to kiss you again?”
“Um, I wouldn’t hate it…” you confessed.
“You shouldn’t use that cute voice. I might break you.” Dabi growled, grabbing your attention. He had your full and undivided stare. The way he spoke led you to believe he was absolutely feral. His voice wavered between raspy and warped at the same time.
Before you could ask what he meant, he kissed you again. His hands rested on either side of your face as he explored your mouth with his rough tongue. You let out the slightest whimper.
He abruptly pulled away, a thin line of drool coming between you two.
“Get in the back seat.” he rasped, he leaned over and unbuckled your seatbelt. “There sure as hell isn’t enough room up here. Get back there….now.”
Call it sadistic, bur hearing his dominance did something for you. Deciding to be cheeky, you crawled between the front and passengers seats. You plopped down, sitting back. You stared back at him, your innocent face peeking through trying to look like a tease.
Dabi stared at you. Did you really jus- Did you really just challenge him like that? Dabi practically jumped back there with you, feverishly covering your body with his. He tore off his coat, and yanked off his loose fitting shirt. His muscles tensed up, flexing as he grabbed the seat head behind you.
As if on cue, the car radio changed. The song that played was slow and very sensual. Before you could comment, he held your cheek and kissed painfully slowly up your jawline.
“You do things to me-” he groaned. He abruptly moved himself so you could sit on his lap. You relaxed against him, like you belonged there.
Dabi moaned against your lips, trailing his hands under your shirt. His hands warmed exceptionally. The way he held you, the way he kissed you and captures your tongue in his trap could only be read as a man who wasn’t to be fucked with, and it worked too.
“Y/N.” he rasped. “Can I keep you?” he moaned against your lips. “Please let me keep you.” he whispered.
Instead of answering, you traced your fingertips up his torso. While his skin was rough, it was also comforting. His skin was firey hot, but feeling those little staples against your skin added to the feeling.
You guys really like when I include pet names in this. So sure!
Also this is my birthday gift to myself. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!
CONTAINS-Angst, friends to lovers, smutty smut. An interruption from Keigo the cockblock, Inexperienced but not virgin reader, Dabi who really just wants an excuse to eat the box, can you tell I wrote this when I was tipsy (drink and write, don’t drink and drive kids)
LEGGO!!
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“Here you go!” you set down the canned energy drink in front of your long time friend, Dabi. He had shown up at your place in the middle of the night as he usually did every other night. He was laying on your bed, void of his shirt and jacket. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling when you entered your room again.
“Thanks, babe.” he got out of his trance to look over at you. He sat up, resting on his elbow as he took the can from you. “You spoil me, baby.” Instead of opening the can right away, he rested the cold thing against his abdomen
Yes, he called you pet names. He was a flirtatious asshole…you loved him for it…more than he knew.
“You force me to.” you replied, sitting in the spinning chair near your desk. You bought your knee up to hug it to your chest. You looked at a random wall. “You come here every damn day.”
“Because I know I can.” he winked, laughing lowly. “Who else is gonna listen to my shit.” he cracked open the can.
Of course having a friend…who also just so happened to be the biggest playboy you’ve ever met. Last week it was Bella, this week it was Katrina. Who knows who it’d be next week. When he wasn’t committing arson. You were sure you’d be arrested for harboring a criminal.
“Yeah.” you scoffed. “Your friends must be sick of your shit, Lord knows I am.” I seethed.
“Y/N…” he trailed off, raising an eyebrow. “Are you trying to tell me something?”
“Yes!” you rose to your feet. “Every time you come here, you always have some girl to complain about!” you growled. “Dabi, for once can we please talk about something else? Not Bella, not Katrina, not Yuki…ANYTHING else?”
Hearing possibly the love of your life complain about other girls who probably did nothing wrong not only made you feel jealous, but guilty. They were all exceptional beauties that made you feel like…like a shitty protagonist’s comic relief.
“Like what?” he began. “Your sexual fantasies?”
Oh he was going to go there?
“YOU DICK!” you grabbed a random piece of paper and crumpled it up, hauling it at his head. “I should invite Keigo over instead of you. At least he isn’t a pain in my ass.” you seethed, making Dabi laugh.
“Please, Bird-face would take it way farther than I would.”
“My sexual adventures…or lack thereof…are none of your or his business!” you ignored his last comment.
“Oh no no no!” Dabi fully sat up, smirking. “Lack thereof, eh?” he raised at eyebrow, standing to your feet. He wore a shit eating grin as he stepped towards you. “Babygirl, don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”
“I never said that!” you rebutted. “I never said I was-”
“But you aren’t denying it, now are you? You’ve probably never had good sex anyways.”
“I haven’t.” you found yourself saying. “The last person I kissed, I can’t even remember.”
Dabi must have really been affected by your words because he found himself blank faced. You walked past him and sat down on your bed, wrapping yourself in your blanket.
“Wait…Y/N are you serious?”
“Yeah.” you huffed. “I’ve never cared enough to find someone who cared enough about me.” you shook your head. “Make fun of me, go ahead.”
You turned your head away from Dabi, feeling shame rise on your face. You wished that Dabi knew what you meant. Translation- I AM WAITING FOR YOU TO SEE ME IDIOT. The only thing you haven’t done was go full blown Catwoman and make rips in your super-suit to make him see you.
“Um…I’m hungry.” you broke your own silence. “Should we-”
“Y/N…” Dabi sat down next to you. “Are you trying to tell me that- That you’ve never had…real sex before?”
“No…I haven’t.” you answered honestly. “Am I not worth it?” you looked up at Dabi. “Does no one…think of me that way?”
“Of course you are! Y-you’re worth everything.”
“To who?” you scoffed.
It was silent for a while. You hugged yourself, letting the blanket fall. Dabi had to stop himself. If only you had known why he had to fill the void with complete strangers.
“Baby…do you know? How to kiss, I mean.”
“Of course I do…”
“I mean the real way…filled with passion…touch…tongues if you want.” you could see sweat droplets forming on his skin. You felt his fingers trail up your arm.
“N-not sure if I’ve ever done that before.” you stammered. “Not in the way you’re describing.”
Dabi slowly leaned towards you, turning his body to crawl over you. You felt yourself fall on your back as he hovered over you. His body felt warm, his hands caressed your face as he stared you down.
“Baby….Y/N-” he choked. “For a minute, could you, could we-”
“Dabi, use your words.” you found it hard to joke when you were both scared and low-key excited for what was about to happen.
“Could we pretend to be-?” he whispered. “Could you…pretend that we’re- ”
“Dabi.” your eyes widened at his words. “We can’t…we’re friends-”
“We love each other right?” He cut you off. “We love each other more than how friends usually do…and you know it.”
“Of course.”
“I love you, Y/N…I want your first official time to be with someone who cares about you…who loves you to death. Even if you never want us to talk about this ever again…Let me show you how much I can love you- How much Ido love you- I mean how good it will feel to be with someone.”
Y/N, babe…breathe. Breathe!!! (Read more below the cut)
“I’ll teach you how to please a man, babygirl. I’ll be your first everything.”
“D-dabi, I-…hmmm~” you were cut off as his lips brushed against yours. His lips felt so- wow. You were shut your eyes tightly, feeling his hands trailed under your shirt to touch your scorching hot stomach.
“You’re so cute…” he giggled. “Y/N, we’ve only kissed and you’re already shaking.” he pecked your lips again. “Hm, open your mouth I wanna feel your tongue against mine.”
You shyly obeyed, only slightly parting your lips. Dabi slid his tongue into your mouth, brushing it against his own. His arms tightened around you. “Yeah, that’s it.” he giggled. “Use your tongue more…that it~.” he grabbed a fistful of your hair.
Dabi suddenly pinned your hands above you head as he deepened your kiss. He tasted…like alcohol mixed with something sweet. He was definitely drinking a bit before he came over. The roughness of his bottom lip against yours drove you insane.
“Y/N…” he mumbled against your lips. “You’re so beautiful. If you do this with other men, it will drive them crazy.” he smiled against your lips. “Let me kiss you more from now on, okay?”
You squeezed your legs together, suddenly feeling hot. “Dabi, I feel funny. It feels….”
“Fuck Y/N, you shouldn’t say that.” he groaned. “I wanna taste you, panties off.”
“Huh?!” you stared at Dabi like he had grown another head. You felt him fumble with your shorts. “D-dabi what are you-”
“Let me please you, Y/N.” he glared up at you through hooded eyes. “If nothing else…let me taste this pretty little puss-fuuuck” Dabi’s eyes widened, seeing that little wet spot against your panties.
“Was that a good uh-oh orrrr”
“Oh it’s good alright.” he snarled. “Spread em…now.”
You watched as he coaxed you to spread your legs. He gripped the waistband of your panties and yanked them down. “Baby you’re so fucking wet-” he whispered, his voice cracking. “You smell so fucking good too. Shit, Y/N…”
He darted his tongue out, licking a single stripe up your slit. That garnered the quietest whimper from your lips. His tongue was hot and felt almost slimy against your slit. “Dabi~”
“Do you like the way my tongue feels against your pussy baby.” Dabi spoke in a slightly babyish voice. He flicked his rough tongue against your slit. “Does it feel good baby?”
“Mhm.” you nodded desperately. You could feel his lips bite and suckle at your clit. His fingers tease and torture your tightness. “Dabi-”
“Does my tongue feel rough against that pretty pussy babygirl?” he hummed against your wetness. “By the way you have your hands in my hair, I’d say it does.”
He was right, you were running your hands through his hair, slightly tugging at his locks.
“Fuck, you’re soaking.” his breath grew shallow. “Baby~ Cum on my face? Hm?” he lashed his tongue against your hot flesh. “Cum all over this dry ass mug, Y/N.”
He dug his fingertips into your thighs as they begun to shake more. He could feel the orgasm building up. It made him want to heat his hands up as he thrust them into your wetness. But maybe another time…
“Dabi, D-dabi~ I’m gonna C-Haa~ haa~ haa~” you nearly lurched forward as you came undone under his hot mouth.
“FUCK~” Dabi drove his tongue even deeper into your pussy, taking all your water into his mouth. “Y/N you’re so fucking- so fucking good at this.”
“Is it, supposed to feel this way?” you moaned as Dabi kissed back up your stomach.
“Only with someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing.” you could see his stroking his length. “We can stop here if you want. I don’t want to force you-”
“N-no.” you cut him off. “You don’t have to stop. I mean-…I want you to-” you couldn’t find the words to say. “Please?”
Dabi was over the moon. Instead of filling the void with desperate people, he was finally getting to be with the only person who saw him as an actual human being. You. You were too beautiful for him. Too pure. How could you see beauty in something like him.
He rested his forehead against yours, squeezing his eyes shut as he guided himself inside you. “Fuck baby. You fit me so well. I’m not stretching you out at all. It’s almost like my dick was meant to fuck that cute little pussy.”
He gave you a short, messy kiss, followed by a slow, prolonged one. The way his tongue brushed against yours. He felt you tighten around his cock, guiding him in. He felt you run your fingers down his chest.
“How?” he stared down at you.
“Huh?” you stared up at him in confusion.
“What do you see in me? Why do you keep me in your life? Why is it every time I look your direction, you stare at me as if I’m the world? When I’m just…disgusting.” Dabi was trying not to cry. The last thing he needed was his blood dropping onto your face.
“Dabi~ I’ve loved you for years now. I don’t know why you can’t see what I do.” you shuddered. “All those people you hooked up with…they don’t know who you are like I do. Y-you’re beautiful…”
Shit, there it was. The single teardrop (well…blood but you get it) slid down his cheek. You managed to wipe his face before it landed on you.
Dabi groaned as he sunk his cock into you. “Baby, I love you.” he kissed your lips over and over. “I fucking love you.” he choked. “D-don’t leave me, p-please. Don’t show this part of you, or any fucking part of you to any fucking body.” he pleaded. “Y-you’re mine…fuck. Please be mine.” he whispered. He sucked in a harsh breath as he dug his head into your neck.
His slow, deep thrusts grew sloppier and sloppier. The sound of fesh and fluid was echoing throughout the room.
“Baby, are you gonna cum too?”
You could barely form words, so you had to nod. “Mhm~”
“Then cum. Cum all over this dick baby.”
You did as he said, feeling yourself come undone again and feeling his spurt his scalding hot cum inside you. You could feel his cum fill you up to the point where it overflowed and ran down your leg.
Dabi grabbed your hair and gave you a messy kiss, mumbling “I love yous” in between every short breath he broke away to take.
“You didn’t put on a condom did you?” you whimpered.
“…Uh…shit no.” he laughed, regaining his composure. “Sorry about that.”
“Nah it’s fine. Happy Fan-fiction land rules state you can’t get pregnant unless the writer says so.”
“What?”
“Hm?” you looked up at him. “Nothing, forget it.” you shook your head. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you stared up at him.
“Same reason you didn’t tell me.” he rolled his eyes. “Shit, come here.” he turned on his back, taking you with him. “You’re mine now…no choice.”
“I can dea with that….What should we do now?”
“Well assuming his shit timing, Bird-fucker should be popping in any minute now to bother us-”
“Well it’s about time you two fucked.”
“DO YOU EVER KNOCK!?” You screeched as you wrapped your self in a blanket. “Damnit, Keigo!”
“The door was unlocked!” he laughed as he leaned against the door frame.
“That doesn’t answer the question.” Dabi growled. “Give us a minute alright?” he instantly covered himself with a pillow. “Or five.”
“I’m kind of offended you didn’t ask me to show you how to fuck, Y/N.” he laughed. “But shit I could hear you two from outside.”
“KEIGO!!” “DUDE!!”
“Fine, but I’m ordering the takeout tonight. Don’t fuck in front of my food okay?”
“OUT!”
“I’LL FRY YOU IF YOU DON’T FUCKING LEAVE.”
“I sweat that guy is gonna be the reason I start my Villain arc.” you seethed as he walked back into the living room, laughing his ass off.
“Oh really?” Dabi kissed your shoulder. “You wouldn’t mind being my assistant right? LOV could use some new blood.”
“Would you mind…showing me the ropes?” you asked, feeling him lay little kisses along your shoulders.
WARNINGS & ! ⤿ pairings; multifandom x black!fem!reader!
includes;headcanon scenarios of men across several fandoms including naruto,jujutsu kaisen,attack on titan,bleach, & tokyo revengers.all characters aged up 21+ where applicable. tobi/obito are two different people here as well as sukuna/yuuji. explicit & suggestive content and language,night club setting,mentions of alcohol,fluffif you squint really hard. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!
notes! —another one of my impulsive ideas that i got while listening to music LOL i hope you guys enjoy this a lil fun idea to write! i apologize if these aren’t accurate or ooc! i tried my best ://
it was friday night, and after a long and stressful week, you found yourself slipping on your favorite ‘going out dress’ and heels to match, and were on your way to that popular nightclub that you’d always drive by on the way to work, but never got to visit yourself due to your busy schedule. you sat in the car jamming to music with your best friends , and your boyfriend texted you and said he’d meet you there, very eager to see you and what dress you decided to wear. after your arrival, the night seemed to speed by and you already felt yourself loosening up and having a blast. then, through the loud speakers, the song “work” by rihanna started to play, instantly getting you hype:
