My hair isn’t perfectly curly.
My jeans don’t hug my butt.
I don’t wear fake nails.
I don’t wear makeup everyday.
I have shirts I still wear from middle school.
I still will wear my highschool sweats and sweatshirts….. at the same time.
I don’t fit under the label cool and trendy.
And I’m okay with that.
I won’t deny that people use Shigeo. Most of the people in his life (barring like, his parents and the Body Improvement Club) started out being his friends, or hanging around him for that very reason.
Dimple wants Shigeo’s body so he can become a god. Reigen kept him around because having an actual esper aided in his own business…and others did for their own reasons. For themselves.
They’re all in immense danger, staying here. We the readers know that at this point, Shigeo’s not going to get free. He can’t. The trap Mogami laid was too well planned, too well executed, and Shigeo is stuck.
But Reigen stays.
Because Mob trusts him.
That’s the thing, about shonen protags. The loyalty they win is immediate and usually because of their force of personality, or the bombastic acts they do to save others.
Shigeo isn’t like other shonen protags. He’s quieter. He’s softer.
And it’s his kindness, not Heroic Good Will, that draws people to him.
It’s his kindness that draws in people that would normally not be very good people - like Dimple and like Reigen - and it’s what keeps them there.
Shigeo is good, and not in the way you’d normally expect.
He’s good in a way that makes other people want to be good like him, too. It makes them want to prove him right. That his trust isn’t misplaced.
Because it’s impossibly hard to let down someone who trusts you and likes you, more than anyone else ever has.
how about a good ol smut, no kinks/strap-ons, just alex and maggie using their fingers, tongues, scissoring, being just slow, sweet, and lovey dovey, just making casual love. Bonus if they are on Alex's kingsize bed, and Kara walks in on them, because Kara will never stop walking in on people
Maggie just grins and looks away, dimples out and blushing full force.
tilts her head and furrows her brow, clapping her book shut and shoving
it down onto her mattress, flipping her glasses up to rest on the top
of her hair for good measure.
“No, Maggie, you were staring! What?”
Maggie bites the inside of her cheek and puts her left hand up to her chin, shuffling her feet slightly.
Alex, you just… You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. And
sometimes it just… hits me, you know? That you’re… everything that
you are, and for some reason, you want to share yourself and – ” She
tosses her hands up at Alex’s apartment, toward her massive, room-sized
bed. “ – all this, with… me.”
Alex takes a
deep, silent breath and purses her lips off to the side before shoving her book to the
foot of the bed and patting the mattress next to her.
“Come here,” she invites, and she delights in watching Maggie pad forward, jumping up slightly to kneel beside Alex.
know I think the same about you? About how lucky I am to have you? I’m
in awe of it every day. I’m in awe of you every day.”
“Alex,” Maggie whispers as Alex runs her fingers over her hair.
“Come here,” Alex invites again, and this time it’s a whisper. This time, it’s a plea. This time, it’s a prayer.
smiles and complies, letting her eyes flutter closed as her hair sweeps
over to frame both her face and Alex’s, to frame the way their lips
meet, soft and sweet and slow.
Alex sighs into Maggie’s mouth, and Maggie melts into Alex’s arms.
I come on top of you?” she asks softly, and Alex brings her knees down
immediately so Maggie can bring her body closer, so she can crawl up and
over her legs and straddle her, their lips close the entire time.
“You’re so warm,” Alex whispers when she runs a tentative hand up Maggie’s shirt, and Maggie leans back with a grin.
girl, California weather,” she breathes, putting her hands on the hem
of her own shirt and asking with her eyes if Alex wants her to take it
“Please,” Alex whispers eagerly, and
Maggie tugs the t-shirt over her head smoothly, leaving Alex breathless
because she’s not wearing a bra under it, because her skin is bare and Alex
can see every scar and every stretch mark and Alex loves every part.
Maggie grins and goes back down to kiss her, but Alex stills her with soft hands.
“Wait, wait, wait. I just… I just wanna look at you.”
sting Maggie’s eyes and she nods and breathes deep, breathes slow,
breathes the way Alex outlines her body with trembling fingers, leans
forward to paint murals on her torso with reverent lips.
“May I?” she asks with her hands, her lips, hovering just shy of Maggie’s breasts.
Maggie whispers, and god, Alex’s fingers, her lips, her tongue, are
gentle fire, tracing every nuance and every bump of Maggie’s chest,
tracing circle after smaller circle until she looks up to confirm and
Maggie whimpers softly with gentle fingers tangled in Alex’s hair, and
it’s all the permission Alex needs to close her mouth around Maggie’s
slowly hardening nipple.
“Ally,” Maggie pants
with her head tossed back, and Alex moans softly as she works her tongue
every which way across her nipple, one hand snaking around her arched
back to hold her up, to hold her steady, the other grasping at her other
breast, teasing her other nipple in gentle rhythm with her tongue.
“Alex, I – ”
Alex stops immediately, but Maggie whines in protest.
“No, god, don’t stop, I just… I want more…”
“More of what, princess?” Alex husks softly, and Maggie whimpers again and grinds her hips down around Alex’s.
“More of you.”
beams and shifts Maggie easily off of her, not worrying for even a
moment that she won’t have room, because her bed can more than
accommodate what she has in mind for her girlfriend next.
kneels and she shucks out of her own clothes slowly, keeping her eyes
the entire time on Maggie, who’s topless and panting and leaning up on
her elbows like she’s staring at a work of art.
Alex leaves her glasses on top of her head for good measure, and Maggie grins softly, appreciatively.
“Like I said, Danvers. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
want more of you too, Maggie,” Alex tells her, and her statement is a
question, and Maggie answers with a smile, answers by digging her heels
into the bed and arching her hips up so she can pull off her boxers,
giggling along with Alex as she tugs off her socks and chucks them
somewhere into the kitchen.
“I hope they didn’t wind up under the counter again,” Alex muses, and Maggie smirks.
“That really the life problem you wanna occupy yourself with right now, Danvers?”
licks her lips and she spreads her legs and Alex gulps and Alex
splutters and Alex nearly passes out because Alex is very, very in love
and Alex is very, very gay.
“I uh… I wouldn’t call this a… a problem…”
choices, Danvers. Argue semantics with me, or get over here and make
love to me. Or get over here and let me make love to you. So, three
choices, I guess.”
Her words are sarcastic, but her voice is honey and her voice is affection and her voice is, in a word, love.
last two, please,” Alex whispers as she crawls forward with a smile,
and Maggie returns her grin into their deep, deep kiss.
“Good choice, Alex.”
hums in response and Maggie relishes the vibration the sound creates through
Alex’s tongue in her mouth. She gasps softly as Alex shifts so her
thigh is between Maggie’s legs.
“Good?” Alex confirms.
“Very,” Maggie grabs gently at her ass and pulls her closer.
Alex’s turn to gasp as Maggie raises her own knee and takes Alex by the
hips, her eyes never breaking contact as she uses her hands to
encourage Alex up and down, up and down her thigh, moaning contentedly
when Alex picks up her own rhythm and lets herself ride Maggie’s thigh
with abandon, with peaceful recklessness, with trust and with soft
screams of her name, of you’re beautiful, of I love you.
wanna cum for me, gorgeous?” Maggie asks, her voice thick with raw
need, and Alex unravels, her entire body convulsing around Maggie’s
thigh, in Maggie’s strong hands, her glasses falling off the top of her
head and onto Maggie’s chest, and Maggie doesn’t care because god, god,
god, this woman is perfection.
“Switch places,” Alex husks as soon as she rides out her last wave, but Maggie shakes her head.
“Babe, rest, you don’t have to – ”
I am gonna rest. I’m gonna lay on my back for you and you’re gonna ride
me like I just rode you until you cum as hard as I just did. Sound
Maggie splutters and Alex chuckles as Maggie eagerly flips her over onto her back, slipping her thigh between Alex’s legs.
But when Alex goes to bend her knee, Maggie shakes her head.
“I wanna ride you, babe, but not your thigh right now. I want to feel your clit on mine.”
hisses and tosses her head back into the pillow and shifts eagerly,
shifts desperately, so Maggie can turn enough, adjust enough, until
she’s dripping onto Alex’s own wetness, and the overwhelming heat of it,
the way Maggie’s eyes flutter closed at the contact, wrecks Alex
completely, thoroughly, permanently.
Maggie can’t cum like this, no matter how hot they both find it – she
can never get enough pressure, even on top, to toss her over the edge
without hurting them both – so when she feels Maggie starting to lose
control of her rhythm, when she feels her clit throbbing and soaked and
desperate, when she hears her hissing in ecstatic frustration, Alex
rasps, “Maggie, I wanna be inside you,” and Maggie practically topples
over in eagerness to accommodate Alex’s hand between her legs.
“That something you want, babe?” she teases, her voice pure love, and Maggie chuckles raggedly.
“Hush up and fuck me, Danvers,” she croaks, and Alex makes sure her wrist is at a good angle, and Alex complies.
back arches and she tosses her head back and Alex’s name is a plea, a
prayer, a hymn on her lips.
Alex slips one finger, two, more, deep,
deep inside her, resting the back of her hand on her own thigh so that
when Maggie grinds down for more pressure – riding Alex’s fingers for
all either of them are worth – she gets enough of it to wreck her
To toss her full and hard over the edge, to make her she collapse
forward on top of Alex, bracing her hands onto the mattress, crashing
her lips down to Alex’s as her body tightens around Alex’s fingers, as
Alex whispers everything she needs to hear into her ear, everything
about you’re beautiful and I love when you let go for me and I love you,
Maggie, you, you, only you.
They’re so lost in
each other’s eyes, in each other’s heartbeats, in each other’s arms, in
each other’s love, that neither of them notice the front door opening.
neither of them notice the front door closing, a blonde streak
clutching at her chest and clawing at her glasses and muttering about “who
doesn’t have a bedroom door? My sister. My sister doesn’t have a bedroom
door. Sweet Rao I will never unsee that.”
○ Waking Sam up and guiding him to bed after he’s fallen asleep at the table studying.
○ Wearing his shirts which are way too big for you
○ Taking his shoes sometimes, so he thinks he’s lost one again
○ Cuddling up and reading to Sam for a change, seeing as he reads so much for hunts
○ Being able to talk to each other about any problems
○ Him hugging you and spinning you around happily
○ Being on coffee duty whenever research is going on
○ Poking his dimples playfully whenever he smiles because you love them
Based on the dimple post.. Imagine you're both just cuddling and shawn is kissing your dimples and it starts out innocent but you move and kiss his lips, softly at first but you pull on his hair slightly and he just bites your lip and grinds himself into you. Hearing you moan just makes him hard but he wants to please you first so he eases you up to his face and just devours you as if you were his last meal just licking sucking amd moaning as if his life depended on it (hold on there's more) -💀
(The more) And as soon as he felt you were on the brink he thrust his fingers into you just to push you over the edge and he happily sucks up all the cum he can then he proceeds to slowly fill you up and fucks you, making sure you cum first and he pulls out to cum all over your breast and slightly in your mouth. And he smirks when he sees how drained you are but he still helps you clean up and whispers sweet nothings as you start to drift to sleep I’m not that good but i tried -💀
holy mother of fuck I was not expecting that AT ALL