When They Get Into A Fight

HOW THE TOKYO REV CHARACTERS REACT WHEN YOU STOP CUDDLING THEM

— feat. hanma, mikey, draken, rindou + sanzu.

— warnings: maybe a little suggestive in hanma + rindou’s but not too much.

a/n: it’s so hard to pick what characters to write for i swear, they’re all just so tempting :(

જ HANMA you were lying against his chest as you both lay in bed, just enjoying spending the night with each other until you decided to scoot away from him with a sigh. “where do you think you’re goin’, baby?” he hums, casting you a side glance as you continue to scroll through your phone, ignoring his question. “oh? kay then.” he drawls, but just when you think he’s dropped it you feel him roll on-top of you. hovering over your figure with a sigh as he narrows his eyes teasingly down at you, and the new close proximity has you almost leaning to close the distance. but instead his lips stretch into a smirk before he nuzzles his face into your cheek with a airy laugh, keeping you trapped under him as you playfully slap him away “what’s wrong, babe? thought you were leaving, heh~” chuckling as you wriggle under him until he rolls over into his previous position again, pulling you back against his chest “aha~ better.”

જ MIKEY you were cuddled against his shoulder while you both watched a movie on the couch, just enjoying eachothers company until you eventually begin to move closer to the other side, but the loss of warmth causes your boyfriend’s brows to furrow. “where you going?” mikey asks, words spoken through a slight pout. you just shrug a little at the question, causing him to huff as he reaches over to gently poke at your cheek to press the question. “hey, quit ignoring me.” “just getting comfortable.” “hmph. thats mean.” he grumbles under his breath, crossing his arms and returning his attention to the movie as if to act like it doesn’t bother him. he will literally just silently pout to himself until you cuddle up to him again so just do it because he does the cutest little content sigh after.

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JUST KISS ALREADY

childe × gn!reader, fluff, drabbles, no warnings, childe is a bit of an idiot ( but a lovable one )

“hey, hey, y/n!” someone you instantly recognize as childe calls. you turn, and he's panting slightly, flushed but a blazing smile on his face. he's being followed by some off his friends, they try to be discreet but you already recognize the striking purple of scaramouche and some others.

“what's up?” you ask, amused.

he smirks coyly. “you know the next week's term break?”

you nod, a growing grin on your face though you're rather unsure on what he's up to now.

“so,” he declares with an air of feigned importance. then he freezes. “ah shit, what was the next line?”

you snort, and he blinks, a flush blooming on his cheeks and ears. “wait, it was... i, wait no-”

you cross your arms, glaring at him with an impatient raised eyebrow. this caused him to panic even further, and his speech was reduced to incoherent stuttering. the more he stumbled the more he panicked, and the more he panicked the more he blabbered and now he resembled a ginger tomato.

taking pity on him, you dropped the glare and adopted a more playful demeanor. “well?” you snark, “you're using a whole lotta words to say a whole lotta nothing.”

he turns bright red instantly, shutting up.

“oi! screw the script!” scaramouche yells all the way from the wall he was hiding behind to stalk the both of you, “hurry up and kiss already! it's burning over here.”

you both look at each other, and he shrugs, quirking a lopsided grin.

“okay, why not?”

𝟑:𝟑𝟑 𝐀𝐌 — 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈

“psst,” akaashi whispers, lightly shaking your sleeping body. when you show no signs of movement, he repeats his actions. “pssssst!”

you groan, eyes still shut as you moan out, “whaaat?” you shake your body to get his hands off of you. “keijiii, ‘m tired.”

he knows you’re tired and he knows that you’ve been having the worst week of your life, but he can’t sleep— he can’t sleep knowing you’ve been dealing with all the bad things by yourself.

he’s not sure why you didn’t tell him you were hurting, but it was evident on your face. when you walked into your shared apartment, tears threatening to fall from your eyes, you smiled at him. teeth and everything, but the smile never reached your eyes. he knew.

how couldn’t he know, though? this is akaashi keiji, the man who spent so much time learning everything about you. he knows your favorite foods and your favorite movie and everything down to your favorite pair of lucky socks. it’s only natural that he’d know exactly how crappy your day was.

he scoots closer to you, enveloping you into his arms, holding you tightly. he presses his lip to your ear. “i know that you don’t wanna talk about it… but i want you to know something,” he murmurs.

your heart stills, suddenly feeling wide awake. “keiji…”

“i love you,” he says. “so much. it gets hard and i understand that, but… you are so much more amazing than you think.”

you feel your face get warm, a new profound sense of worth filling you up. a sense of great love. at 3 in the morning.

“you’re smart and so, so gorgeous. anyone would be lucky to have someone like you,” he praises, making you smile. “remember when we first met at that coffee shop and i tripped and spilled my drink all over your homework?”

you giggle, breathily, finally letting yourself speak, “and you i offered to buy me a new one?” you smile, eyes watering at the memory that felt like ages ago. “feels just like yesterday…”

he chuckles, nodding his head, “and then you just laughed at me, which was the best thing i’d ever heard in my life, by the way,” he sighed, reminiscing on the fond memory. “you know i’ve loved you since then? and… i’ll love you forever. everything about you. you don’t have to be afraid to tell me when you’ve had a bad day or to cry on my shoulder… that’s what i’m here for.”

you feel a single tear fall down your face as your heart swells in your chest, his soft spoken words continuing to pull at its strings.

“you’re so cheesy,” you joke, sniffling before letting out a breathy chuckle. “but… thank you, keiji. for being my rock and for making my life brighter. i love you so much.”

he scoffs, ignoring the way his stomach flutters and the apples of his cheeks burn, “look who’s being cheesy now,”

“okay, way to ruin the moment, keiji. i’m going back to bed.”

he laughs, “no, wait, i love you, too, let’s tal—“

“we can talk in the morning.” you groan, shrugging him off and curling back into a tiny ball.

“but—“

“goodnight, keiji.”

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hot things izuku midoriya does

✸ ft. izuku “deku” midoriya

✸ info + warnings: prohero deku, suggestive

✸ laughs when he’s getting angry.

it’s part of his effort to remain calm so he doesn’t lose his cool—not only for his image, but because he genuinely does not enjoy confrontation. though, if someone is spewing bullshit that he knows is wrong and that he can easily disprove, all he can do shake his head and let out a breathy laugh. it’s honestly more jarring than seeing him angry. whoever is on the opposing end is better off abandoning the argument and quitting while they’re ahead because if they push hard enough, deku has no problem putting them in their place. but for you, you’re met with an attractive show of dominance.

✸ holds your hips while you’re talking to him.

after coming home from a day of patrolling, paperwork, and apprehending villains, izuku can’t think of anything more appealing than holding you. so while you’re waiting for water to boil or the oven to preheat, he’ll join you in the kitchen, immediately pulling you in by your hips and resting his chin on top of your head before peering down from above you with a lazy smile playing at his lips. his thumb traces soothing circles over your pants while you tell him about something interesting that happened at work or complain about your unfair boss. his gentle squeezes and quiet hums serve as a reminder that he’s listening to you.

✸ teases you so you have to repeat your compliments.

deku is incredibly perceptive and attentive, so it’s rare that he actually doesn’t hear you when you’re throwing compliments his way. it’s satisfying to know that you think so highly of him and knowing how you react when he urges you to milk it is what keeps his playful antics alive. it isn’t that he’s conceited or arrogant, but he loves seeing you flustered when he asks you to repeat yourself. he’ll cup his ear and say “sorry, what was that?” and “i didn’t hear you, you’ll have to speak up,” all while sporting a cheeky smirk at your growing sheepishness. his goal is for you to end up with your head buried in his chest.

✸ groans whenever he stretches.

it’s something deku does often because of his career, so you never run short of the somewhat indecent noises he emits. every time he feels the tension of his muscle or the popping of a joint, his groans are all the more delightful—music to your ears. seeing the crease between his brow disappear and hearing the breath of relief that follows is the icing on top of the cake. he’s noticed how your lips part at the involuntary grunts that come along with his stretches, so the first thing he does in the morning when you both wake up is toss the comforter to the side so he can stand up and reach his arms into the air, all so you can listen to him.

✸ chews on his lip when he’s super focused.

some people tap their foot, others bounce their leg—izuku bites his lip. it’s an unconscious habit that he can go a while without realizing that he’s doing it. but his lack of awareness means the action is raw, which makes it even more attractive. his pearly white incisors pressing into the soft skin of his lips as he jots down who knows what in his notebook is sure to draw your attention. it always ends with him running his tongue over his lip to soothe the abuse his teeth caused; his pink, plump lips left coated with a slight sheen. on most occasions, he doesn’t pick up on the mannerism until he catches you staring.

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secret admirer hcs

childe

not quite the standard type for a secret admirer, that guy.

he won't profess his feelings, but he wouldn't let you keep a distance from him, either.

he wouldn't take a step further to become your lover, yet he also won't settle for anything less than a close friend.

that's why he stuck to you like glue, popping up in the weirdest of timings, and brightly greeting you every time with a gleeful grin, nothing but amicable.

like he wasn't capable of sinking a knife down your back any time he wanted.

though admittedly, his presence was something you greatly appreciated, if you chose to feign ignorance towards his strange job. you did enjoy his company a lot, after all, even if you pretended to be irritated around him.

still, despite your deepening relationship, he intentionally put up a wall between you; one he'd sworn to never cross, nor would he allow you to.

let's do a quick recap, shall we?

he was part of the fatui—even worse, a harbinger—so he's aware he shouldn't get too involved with you.

in fact, he shouldn't be involved at all, but his self-control could only take so much, and he can barely manage to stop himself from reaching out to you at most.

he had attempted, once. giving up on you.

childe constantly reminded himself he had better things to do, more important matters to care about, but then the memory of your blinding smile would creep into his mind, keep himself awake at night, and cause his heart to race, no matter how much he tried to rationalize it.

he knew he shouldn't be swept up by minor feelings. it was purely one-sided, anyway; why was he clinging to it instead of throwing them all away?

he was tartaglia. a harbinger, a threat to the battlefield. his name alone terrified his enemies.

so why?

why did he feel so easily defeated whenever he sees you being happy with someone else?

he shouldn't. he knows he shouldn't. he knew better than that.

but he was in too deep, no longer capable of walking away from you.

he'd rather much keep you close than be out of his reach, even if he knew he couldn't come any more closer.

so he made a compromise.

within certain limitations, he'd allow himself to approach you. if he deemed himself calm enough, and he's sure he can keep his composure around you, he would put on a friendly mask and act the part of a normal friend who didn't harbor any romantic interest for you.

it was a tedious task. he shouldn't have made light of it. concealing his emotions around you was harder than he could've ever imagined.

but he had to. he wouldn't be able to stay with you anymore otherwise.

that's why he forced himself to act indifferent whenever he witnessed men courting you. he wouldn't let himself interfere, no matter how much it bothered him. he wouldn't question the pink dusting your cheeks when you received a thoughtful gift from a suitor. he would congratulate you, tease you for being popular, and fall into a disappointed silence when you fail to pinpoint the hurt in his tone.

he had to remind himself there was no reason to be disappointed. this was what he wanted.

but bits and pieces of the green-eyed monster would emerge in moments of vulnerability. he'd make a biting remark from a slip of the tongue, gaze hardening to a glare, and it'd be too late to take it all back.

yet, kindly so, you decided not to ask him about it.

because that's how you always were. so unselfish and accepting, even for someone like him. even if you tried to hide it with a poorly-veiled show of indifference for him.

(sometimes, he wonders if it was alright to be greedy. if it would be okay if he indulged himself for a short while and take you into his arms. if it would be fine to cup your cheeks and seal your lips into a kiss.)

(but the voice of reason would make its appearance into his head, and the daydream would disappear as quickly as it came.)

(you're so stupid, he'd murmur to himself bitterly.)

and yet he continued pondering over things he shouldn't have been thinking about.

out of curiosity, he wondered what it would take for you to accept a proposal for marriage. expensive jewelry? a handsome visage? an overwhelming amount of mora?

he'd seen numerous men with the following qualities. but why were you not interested in any of them? were your expectations really that high for a husband?

(or did your heart belong to someone already?)

the questions would flood into his head in the most random of times. whether he just laid awake at night, or he was in the middle of collecting debt. his mood would turn sour, and he'd try to shake all of his thoughts away.

how foolish, he'd tell himself once more.

but he could say the same for you. after all, you acted so careless with a fatui harbinger.

no one else would be caught dead chatting with him so casually, slipping in bantering insults without fear of offending him. you'd grasp his hands whenever you felt like it, ignoring the judging eyes of your peers. you would unabashedly pinch his cheeks and throw a fit.

and you were even able to sleep around him so normally, like you didn't know he could stab you in the back as easily as he breathed.

“this isn't the place to sleep, [name],” childe chuckled, surveying your surroundings. you were resting by an unpopular restaurant, exhausted after finishing a job. it was an odd time to eat a meal, so you were wonderfully all alone.

he stretched his arm to tap on your shoulder, making an effort to shake you awake. but he stopped mid-reach, instead opting to sigh and sit beside you, idly admiring your sleeping face.

you were too unguarded.

he dragged his gaze from your parted lips in favor of glancing to the side, fearing he'd do something he'll regret.

still, this was a golden opportunity.

slowly, he peeled off one of his gloves, staring at his bare palm briefly before he brought his fingers to clasp around yours, carefully tracing your skin.

he hummed at the unexpected softness, thumbing the curve of your fingers. cautiously, he locked them together with his own, appreciating how your hand fit perfectly against his.

and then he dropped his head, flushing idiotically. he hastily removed his treacherous hand, pinching himself as punishment. “what the hell am i doing...”

coincidentally, you were asking the same thing—wide awake since the moment he made contact with your body.

you forced yourself to stay silent, pursuing a muted scream. your heart pounded violently against your ribcage, threatening to burst, and you feared childe would hear your heartbeat from how loud it was.

w-what was that...?! you yelled inside your head, cheeks flaring up into a brilliant shade of crimson. as far as you knew, your affections were unrequited.

needless to say, he wasn't so much of a “secret” admirer anymore.

THE GENSHIN MEN + THE WAY THEY KISS

feat. arataki itto, kamisato ayato, xiao, zhongli

warnings. kissing!!! i love itto so much

ITTO’s kisses are messy. it’s your face in his hands and scattered lips along your jaw—all laughter pricking your skin and smiles stretching against your mouth. he mumbles words—messy strings of syllables and scattered i love you’s slipping from his throat, and you’re sure if you’re ever to find something akin to rapture—if heaven could form between the heat of your cheeks and the palms of his hands—this would be the point of discovery.

AYATO’s kisses are quiet. it’s sneaking into your room through streaks of moonlight and the stretch of silhouettes along silken sheets. it’s heavy words being carried through light whispers and the shadow of lips against your own—a touch meant for nothing more than to swallow you whole. if love was crafted through an action—if there was a way to hold the creation of things between your teeth, this would be it—he would be it.

XIAO’s kisses are nothing if not nervous. it’s treating your skin like porcelain—like a shift too fast or a grip too strong could shatter you beneath his fingertips. it’s the shared shakiness of breath and the blushing of cheeks and the stretch of the newborn sun across the sky. it’s hesitant i love you’s—as if every syllable is as much a weapon as it is a declaration; as if tonight could very well be as much a goodbye as it is a hello.

ZHONGLI’s kisses carry a whisper of promise. it’s ancient memory breathed across your lips—a wisdom of the sky above your head and the ground beneath your feet and the power in your bones spilling across your skin. it’s the knowing that i love you means forever, that if this is ever to end, memory will hold you in its palms and your words will never leave his mind, just as your voice echos from your throat.

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KISSING YOU BREATHLESS!!

A/n; waaaaaaaaa

Genre; a bit suggestive

Characters; scaramouche, albedo, xiao, diluc, childe, kaeya, ayato x gn! reader

- After a long trip, SCARAMOUCHE misses you, really much. He misses the way you give him hugs everyday before going to work, he misses your smile and your voice. The second he sees you again, he pulls your body close into a long and relentless kiss, arms wrapped completely around your waist.

- You often find ALBEDO eyes glued to your lips, whats so special about them you wonder? One day, when he's busy working on paperwork, you curiously ask, he tilts his head up to find you longingly staring back, he couldn't resist the urge to stand up and pull your face, smashing his lips onto yours.

- XIAO prefers getting intimate with you in private, he doesn't really like show you off to others, but somehow everyone knows you're dating him, maybe it's the visible hickies he left on your neck?

- DILUC will slowly lean down to pepper little kisses on your forehead, making his way to your nose, cheek then your lips, messily making out with you, his kisses are hot, but at the same time gentle.

- CHILDE secretly likes it when you take control, grabbing him by his collar and aggressively make out with him. By the time you pull apart, his face was red, almost passing out, not that he's complaining tho.

- KAEYA often finds himself sneaking his arms around your waist, a sly smile plastered on his face, he doesn't care if it’s in public or private, who would care if they saw two couples making out?

- AYATO tilts your chin to his face then kneels down to capture your lips with his, hungrily savoring every single thing you have to offer, one hand holding your head to pull you in closer, pulling apart taking short second breaks, you could feel his hot breath against your skin.

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Please, Muslim headcanons are an amusing read and truly warm my heart ♡♡♡.

levi as a muslim heacanons? you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to 😔 i’m just a strict muslim and seeing it would be fun

author note :: omg levi ramadan + muslim headcanons since it’s ramadan and the idea is super cute to me. me and my friends have always headcannoned him as muslim jokingly (tbh we do that with all anime characters) idk probably because i’m muslim and it makes me happy 😭 this is super short but i hope you like it anon !! +++ my requests are always open so feel free to drop by :-)

levi wakes everyone up for suhoor because he rarely ever sleeps so it makes sense for him to wake everyone up to eat

scolds anyone who hasn’t done wudhu correctly because prayer is nothing without cleanliness

tbh the hunger isn’t difficult for him he just finds it hard to let go of drinking tea as often

gets annoyed when sasha says “not even water.....???” and tells her she better be respectful

i do not have much else to add to be honest but he would definitely help clean up after suhoor, he isn’t lazy and won’t let one person clean up after everyone

feel like he would definitely be the type the drink lots of tea during suhoor so he can handle the day better

also have a feeling that he would constantly remind people to say bismillah before eating because,,, it’s very important to say bismillah :-)

makes fresh wudhu for all the prayers purely because he likes being clean

does not like how there are no official days off given for eid, but hey he’s humanities strongest he understands he can’t take a break even on eid 

OKOK WAIT!!!!! big headcanon that me and a muslim friend have is that levi would be very good at doing mehndi/henna for eid celebrations

like he would be great at it totally yup, don’t argue with me it’s true!!!! he would do gabi’s henna

all in all, a very nice muslim :-)

i could add more but..... let me not go off on a tangent i could literally talk about this FOREVER

Professor Zhongli hcs but you’re his spouse and not his student

Characters: Zhongli x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

A/N: i just. I just think he’s really neat

Also I’m not booing the works that have prof zhongli x student reader, i just thought this concept here is cute

Read [pt.2] here

Well starting off, he’s an exceptional teacher, very gentle and patient. Many students have definitely lit up at his youthful and handsome looks, before noticing the ring adorning his finger.

He’s very loved by his students, but they all have the habit of making him swerve from the actual topic sometimes. Beforehand, he usually went on about historical events and all the details he has somehow memorised, sometimes even bringing his own pictures of certain locations as source material.

He’s always dressed nicely, either a vest and a crisp shirt with dress pants and leather shoes, a nice dress shirt or a simple sweatshirt. But the one thing that makes it really special, something that his students don’t know, is that you actually dress him in the morning sometimes.

Every morning, when he wakes up and has basked in your presence for at least ten minutes you two wash up in the bathroom and get ready. Small kisses exchanged and giggly smiles adorning your faces.

He thinks it’s adorable when you stand before him, tongue sticking out in concentration when you tie his necktie, adjusting it before kissing his cheek lightly to seal the deal. Your lover really can’t help but tug you back into his arms to nudge his nose with yours.

Now the thing is that everyone knew that their very simpable teacher is married, but no one had ever seen you and some can’t stop but wonder about you.

But oh boy.

One time you showed up because you noticed that your love had forgotten his phone and lunch at home because of a rushed morning.

dumbass didn’t forget to give you a quick kiss on the cheek though, freaking priorities duh

So you came into his lecture room right before you’d thought his students would shuffle in, but many early attenders happened to witness the whole loving exchange of their teacher with the mystery person.

INSTANT SHIPPING

SHIPPING INTENSIFIES WHEN THEY SEE HOW ADORINGLY HE LOOKS AT YOU

maybe some even kinda start simping for you(?)

He’s just too distracted by your presence to care much, so he’d gingerly cup you cheek and thank you with his charming glint.

Secretly, he likes showing his spouse off a little, so it might just happen that he “forgets” things at home for you to bring him one or two more times a week.

𝐋𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬

this just popped into my head, and now I will proceed to make it everyone’s problem

includes: Itadori Yuuji, Megumi Fushiguro, Gojou Satoru, Inumaki Toge, Nanami Kento, Junpei Yoshino and Ryomen Sukuna

enjoy my little simps, I hope I have fed you well

❥ {𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢} in the morning, when the sun was still shining through the window. The golden light illuminating every cute detail on his face. His cheek squished against you. His head; on your chest. His hair; a mess, while your fingers twist, twirl and weed out the knots in his beautiful locks. Not wanting to wake him up, you gently run your other hand down his spine, your fingers leaving goosebumps along his bare back.

❥ {𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨} Megumi loves making breakfast with you. Just cooking breakfast and laughing while repeatedly kissing each other. To anyone else, you both would’ve looked drunk, both giggling and fawning over the other; like lovesick idiots. There would be no need to get fully dressed because after the pancakes finished cooking, you’d be lying on the couch; watching tv, but mostly just cuddling

❥ {𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮} Gojou brought you little foods while in bed, a fruit cup, a little pastry (he probably got it from Safeway) and a glass of fruit juice- it wasn’t much, really. He brushed away the hair on your face, gently kissing your forehead, and placed the tray in front of you. While whispering “good morning love” while moving his lips from your forehead, down to your lips, giving you a soft ‘good morning kiss’ (which he always insists on having).

❥ {𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞} like every morning with Inumaki, you lay with him in your arms. His back pressed against your lower body, while his head rested on your chest. The shampoo he used (which was strawberry and lavender scented) was the only thing you spelled, as your face pressed into his hair, leaving you in an uncomfortable position- but not wanting to move, you wouldn’t risk waking him up, he’s too cute!

❥ {𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨} Nanami has to leave for work fairly early, so it’s rare that you get mornings like his with him. You woke alone in the bed (per usual), but the smell of freshly cooked food wasn’t something you’re used to. You sauntered over to the kitchen, peaking your head around the corners before you went any farther. There, standing in the kitchen, was Nanami, wearing an apron and cooking breakfast for the both of you.

❥ {𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐞𝐢 𝐘𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨} Junpei spends most mornings alone, but the day came where he finally had someone to spend his morning with. He woke up to the smell of your hair, with your body pressed against his, your arm draped over his abdomen, while your cheeks pressed into his chest. You looked so comfy; he didn’t dare move. When he first saw you, he did not know that he’d be waking up to the sight of you like this.

❥ {𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚} Sukuna had finally convinced Itadori to let him have the morning with you. You’ll wake up, turn over on your side expecting to face Itadori’s bright smile and cheerful eyes, only to get Sukuna’s devilish smirk and handsome tattoos. Pulling you in, he pushed his face into your neck. Be warned, he may nibble at it, but mostly, he just wants the feeling that he’s the only one who can get close to you like this.

I'm fine lol *screams into pillow*