What's Funny Is That Male Bears Don't Stay Around After Mating (taking Care Of Cubs). So Toji Is Literally

What's funny is that male bears don't stay around after mating (taking care of cubs). So Toji is literally a bear in a way 😭

EXCOTIX PETS! Imagine apex alpha Snake hybrid sukuna or alpha bear hybrid toji

i love this ask bc i am thinking about little pathetic omega bunny boys n ur on the opposite spectrum . HAHAHAHA

bear hybrid toji tho kinda doing smthing to me….his big frame with those cute little black bear ears..why am i….wait a damn minute

Imagine bassist Shoko

Fem reader, pick me friend. This does NOT contain lyrics, I kinda cringe at song fics.

Imagine going to a sad bar on the edge of town with your friend and meeting a super hot bassist.

"This place looks like a dumpster fire...." You cringed, "and smells like one".

Your friend rolled her eyes, "Listen I understand but there's this band-"

"Oh god".

"Just shush!!! Listen, I went here on a date with a guy and these guys were playing and they aren't that bad! To be honest the singer is kinda cute-".

"So we are supporting a small band based on their looks?".

"No! They are acually really good!!".

"What's their name then?".

"....".

You sighed. Not want to argue anymore but also grimacing at the disgusting outer outside interior. "I'm sorry (Friend's name) but this literally looks like we are about to be sold meth".

Your friend rolled her eyes before opening the door to the bar. Now, it wasn't so bad, the stairs down into the small basement; there was a small bar in the corner, then a "stage" on the otherside of the wall.

"There's my number one fan!".

You both turn around to see a tall white haired man, he was... hot but there was a vibe that gave 'I will literally suck you dry, mentally and physically'. You smiled awkwardly, while your friend gave the guy a crushing hug.

"Of course!!! I told you I wouldn't a miss a show silly! I lovvvvveeeee y'alls single Satoruuuuu~".

'Gross' you thought.

"Ah first name basis already? Wow this was is different Satoru".

You made eye contact with a longed hair, pierced face man. He gave you a small smile then re focus his attention to Satoru.

Your friend made a face, "oh of course we are on a first name basis!!! He said the next song he'll write will be about me!".

Satoru rubbed his neck, giving his friend a cheeky smile while he in return was given an eyebrowed look.

"What's our next song about?".

Coming down the stairs with equipment in hand, was a beautiful, brown headed and brown eyed woman. Now, you were the type to be into people that were in a band but Jesus, talk about a tall glass of water.

Satoru laughed, "oh you thinking and throwing some ideas around..... thanks for grabbing the stuff Shoko!".

Shoko nodded, she then made her way towards the stage.

You kinda looked around, noticing how empty everything was, "uhhh I thought this was a concert or a performanc".

Suguru and Satoru stared at you, before Suguru coughing, "oh.... we are just planning on rehearsing tonight, SOMEONE, can't figure out an "adjective"...".

Satoru dramatically sighed, "it's a form of ART, this takes time.... Greece wasn't made in a day".

"But it was almost destroyed in a day" You mumbled.

You heard Shoko snickered behind you, your face turned a small hint of red.

Suguru stared at you and your friend, "So.... you wanna help us set up..... and give us a feedback?".

(Friend's name)'s eyes light up and immediately grab Satoru's guitar and bringing it to the stage leaving, three boxes to Suguru.

Shoko sighed but smiled softly at you while you help grabbed the cording and speakers, "let me guess... you were dragged to this?"..

You chuckled, "how could you tell?".

"You look fed up".

You looked back at your friend who was hanging off Satoru's arm, "kinda, I was expecting a show.... not being techie, but can't complain".

Shoko hummed, "Well" looking at your friend, "Let's hope she lasts".

You raised your eyebrow, "what do you mean?".

"Satoru is a slut".

If you could spit out water, you would. Your jaw dropped, "I mean... I got the vibe but I didn't-".

"Oh yeah no, his 'art' is just tickling other people's chords while he can barley raise his".

You started laughing.

"Do you really think... that guy can write a song? You should thank his ghostwriter Suguru".

You laughed harder.

"What are you two ladies talking about?"..

Satoru came up behind both of you, wrapping his arms between you, "can I know what's so funny?".

Shoko rolled her eyes, "thinking about taking a smoke break, you in....sorry I never got your name?"

"(Name)".

Shoko hummed, "Well (Name)... help me find a lighter in the van?".

Going outside, Shoko opens the back door of the van, inviting you inside.

The inside wasn't what you were expecting, it was an older model for sure, seating around the windows, red rugging, alot of red.

"Cozy".

She hummed. Grabbing a ciggerate and flickering the lighter a few times before lighting. She offers you a ciggerate but you polity decline. "Sorry I don't smoke-".

"Don't apologize... it's a bad habit".

The silence between the two of you was awkward, well for at least on your end.

You awkwardly laughed, "the outer exterior of the van doesn't do the inside justice".

"What's wrong with my van?".

"Oh no! I didn't mean it like that!"

Shoko laughed, "I'm kidding, I know it's a shit box, Satoru found it on Facebook and nagged me and Suguru to buy pitch in and buy it... fucker is a nepo baby....".

"Now that you mention it, he doesn't seem like the singing type-".

"Oh god, he can't sing, but he and Suguru can yell... to be honest, I think your friend and others just come to see Satoru and his looks. "

The silence was comforting now, Shoko gets out of the van, "Welp, I'm bored. Let's see what those freaks have been doing". She grabs your hand, helping you out of the van.

Before you and Shoko enter the bar, she puts her lighter in your hand, "You should come to practice more often, kinda nice not being the only girl."

A/N I might make a part 2 tbh, I lovvvveeee Shoko ♡♡

Stuck.

Warnings: NSFW, Gender neutral, omegaverse, knotting. MINORS STAY THE FUCK AWAY><

A/N: i guess this is my first snip "Smut" idk, imma try it

"Fu-FUCK!" Suguru growled above you, grasping the headboard with both hands, his pelvis pushing deeper into you, allowing his knot to catch onto your entrance.

You let out a pained moan, feeling his cock, his knot, it was overstimulating, so much so, it pushed you over the edge. You let out a longed moan, arching your back more than you should've, your thighs shaking, then finally your hands find Suguru's arms, pulling them down wrapping them around neck.

"Fuck, baby.. if you keep clenching me like that, I might cum again-" Suguru winced. "Stop movin baby".

Your heavy breathing, tear-stained face, Suguru ate it all up. He smiled down at you, kissing your head. "You okay baby?".

You took a deep breath, nodding, "'m fine".

Suguru hummed, "Imma move now, okay?".

Suguru winced, trying to pull out, but with his knot swollen.

The pulling sensation jolt you out of your daze, "Fuck! Suguru! Stop!".

Suguru immediately stopped all movement, "Sorry baby.. Guess I was more pent up than I thought I was".

You winced, "You don't say..."

You and Suguru, stuck in a very awkward position. After five minutes Suguru decided to try and pull out again.

"baby, bare with me here, this will probably hurt".

The knot, still swollen, refused to tug, resulting in a pained yelp from you.

Suguru huffed, "I dont think I can keep being on my knees like this.... Imma move us over, okay?".

Before you could say anything, Suguru wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you both on your sides. "See....Not so bad".

You took a deep breath, the knot was uncomfortable, but feeling Suguru's breathing on your neck and his thumbs on your stomach relaxed you in a way.

"Suguru... how was your day?'.

Suguru let out a laugh, "Really? we are talking about each other's day now? after-".

"oh hush, I'm trying to distract myself, Mr. yeah-I'm going-to-knot-this-omega-who-isn't-even-in-heat".

"I was caught in the moment".

"I was caught in the moment- oh bullshit".

After the silence, you both laughed.

"Who knows, maybe i was imagining my future with you".

"Mhm".

"A big house".

You sighed, your scent getting calmer.

"Pups...".

"heh, like your job will ever allow you the time to do that".

Suguru was silent, "I would drop everything for you".

You hummed, "I think I'm relaxed enough now, do you think you can pull out now?".

Suguru hugged your waist tighter, kissing up your back, "And if I don't too?"

"SUGURU!"

Do yall understand how much I love older brother aus? As an older sibling, this like, kills my heart because I miss my siblings so much 😭

Clingy Older Brother Sukuna AU HFBU

The evening sky is painted with hues of twilight as you and Sukuna sit on the couch, browsing through articles on your tablet. Yuji is already asleep, tucked in snugly after a day full of adventures. You come across an article titled "Understanding SUDEP: Sudden Unexpected Death in Epilepsy." Your heart skips a beat, and you feel a cold shiver run down your spine.

"Kuna, look at this," you say, your voice tinged with worry.

Sukuna leans in, his eyes scanning the article quickly. "SUDEP," he reads aloud, frowning. "Sudden Unexpected Death in Epilepsy. Damn, babe, that sounds serious."

You nod, feeling a lump in your throat. "I've read about it before, but it still scares me."

Sukuna wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer. "Hey, don't think like that. We're managing your epilepsy well. You've got your medication, and we're always careful."

"I know," you whisper, your voice trembling. "But what if—"

"Stop," Sukuna interrupts gently but firmly. "We can't live our lives in fear of what might happen. We'll deal with whatever comes our way, together."

You nod, taking a deep breath. "You're right. I just... it's hard not to worry sometimes."

"I get it, babe. But you've got me and Yuji. We're not going anywhere," he reassures you, kissing the top of your head.

Little do either of you know, a small figure stands quietly in the hallway, having overheard your conversation. Yuji, his eyes wide and filled with worry, silently creeps back to his room, clutching his teddy bear tightly.

Over the next few days, you notice a change in Yuji. He's unusually clingy, sticking to your side like glue. At first, you think it's just a phase, but as the days turn into weeks, his behaviour becomes more pronounced. He insists on sleeping in the bed with you and Sukuna every night, and he won't let you go anywhere alone, not even to the bathroom.

"Yuji, sweetie, why don't you want to sleep in your own bed?" you ask gently one night as you tuck him in beside you.

He shrugs, his little face set in a stubborn expression. "I just want to stay with you, Y/N/N."

Sukuna, lying on your other side, shares a concerned look with you. "Yuji, you know you can tell us anything, right?"

Yuji nods but doesn't say anything more. He curls up close to you, his small body pressed against yours, and soon falls asleep.

Sukuna sighs, running a hand through his hair. "I don't get it. He won't tell us what's wrong."

"We'll figure it out," you say softly, stroking Yuji's hair. "We just need to be patient."

A few days later, you decide to take Yuji to the tattoo parlour where Sukuna works. Maybe being around familiar faces will help him open up. As you walk in, the smell of ink and antiseptic fills the air, and the buzzing of tattoo machines creates a steady hum.

Toji and Geto look up from their stations, grinning when they see you. "Hey there," Toji calls out. "What brings you guys here? You rarely ever show up on your day off Sukuna"

"Just wanted to get out of the house," Sukuna replies, leading you and Yuji inside. "And maybe you two can help us with something."

Yuji stays close to you, holding your hand tightly as Sukuna talks to Toji quietly, the man nodding. Geto kneels down to Yuji's level, his eyes kind. "Hey, little man. Want to help me clean some tools?"

Yuji nods eagerly, and Geto takes him to the back room. You watch them go, hoping this might be the moment Yuji finally opens up.

In the back room, Geto and Toji exchange a knowing glance. "Alright, kiddo," Toji says, sitting on a stool. "What's been bothering you?"

Yuji fidgets, looking down at his shoes. "I don't want Y/N/N to die," he mumbles.

Geto's eyes soften. "Why would you think that, Yuji?"

"I heard Suku and Y/N/N talking about something called... SUDEP," he says, struggling with the unfamiliar word. "They said it's when people with epilepsy die suddenly."

Toji sighs, glancing at Geto. "Damn. That's heavy for a kid."

Geto nods, patting Yuji's shoulder. "Hey, Yuji, listen to me. Y/N/N is strong, and she's taking good care of herself. Sukuna and everyone around her are making sure she's safe. You don't have to worry about that."

"But what if it happens anyway?" Yuji's voice is small, scared.

Toji crouches down, looking Yuji in the eyes. "Then we'll deal with it, just like we deal with everything else. But right now, Y/N/N is fine, and she needs you to be strong for her."

Yuji nods slowly, the fear in his eyes slowly being replaced by a hint of understanding.

That night, back at home, you and Sukuna sit down with Yuji in the living room. Sukuna had talked to Toji and Geto, and now you know what's been troubling Yuji.

"Yuji," you begin softly, taking his hands in yours. "Toji and Geto told us what you talked about."

Yuji looks up at you, his eyes wide. "They did?"

"Yes," Sukuna says, his voice gentle. "And we want to talk to you about it."

You take a deep breath, trying to keep your voice steady. "Yuji, I know the idea of SUDEP is really scary. It scares me too. But I'm doing everything I can to stay healthy and safe."

Yuji's eyes fill with tears. "But what if you..."

Sukuna pulls Yuji into his lap, hugging him tightly. "Yuji, I promise you, we're taking good care of Y/N/N. She takes her medicine, she sees her doctor regularly, and we're always watching out for her."

Yuji sniffs, wiping his eyes. "I don't want to lose her."

"You won't, sweetheart," you say, leaning in to kiss his forehead. "I'm not going anywhere. And even if something did happen, you've got Suku and so many people who love you and will take care of you."

Sukuna nods, his expression serious. "We're a team, remember? We face everything together. You, me, and Y/N/N."

Yuji takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Okay. I just... I got really scared."

"It's okay to be scared," you assure him. "But talking about it helps. You can always come to us with anything, no matter how scared you are."

Yuji hugs you tightly, his little arms wrapped around your neck. "I love you, Y/N/N."

"I love you too, Yuji," you whisper, feeling the weight of his fear and the relief that follows.

Sukuna smiles, ruffling Yuji's hair. "Alright, kiddo. How about we all get some sleep? And this time, you can sleep in your own bed, knowing we're right here if you need us."

Yuji nods, a small smile finally appearing on his face. "Okay, Suku."

That night, after tucking Yuji into his own bed and making sure he feels safe and loved, you and Sukuna lie together in your room. You curl up against him, feeling a sense of peace.

Life update, I got accepted into college!! I'm really excited but I don't know what to expect but I'm excited!! Nervous lol

Oooo maybe in this AU, because elders and their traditions, see red or any dark nails as like not worish but like, unproper?

A really cool intimate idea would having their alpha wash their hair for them on their wedding night, trust.

Courting idea, fabrics that their omega's washmaid could make them or to give it more intimate, the omega will make something out of it. Tradional a robe or a scenting blanket

Gosh, I can't have anything sad rn, just thinking about how in massacre au all that tradition is lost, hurts my heart.

i think that uchiha omegas are vain without realizing it. for the clan it is not about fitting into the omega stereotypes that are fashionable at the time, but beauty is a type of power, certain physical features are highly valued because they are representations of the purity of the lineage. many of their beauty and makeup rituals are even excessive for other traditional clans and i find the mental image so funny. just imagine massacre au itachi looking at his little brother, his beautiful little brother omega, a pure uchiha, with slightly damaged hair and clean, short nails but not with the usual intricate patterns. he is disturbed both because it is his fault that sasuke knows almost nothing about those traditions and because he fights against the maternal instinct to clean him up and make him worthy of standards that he was raised.

This is such a beautiful ask omg, and I adore it with all my being! 🥰

I love the idea that Uchiha teach all their omegas (and probably the other dynamics too honestly) about make up, fashion, haircare etc. but with the idea that beauty is power. Their clan is beautiful, and that's part of their power and allure.

It's all practical stuff too. Here's my ideas for Uchiha clan beauty standards:

Nails should be short, but beautifully painted.

Hair should be well conditioned with expensive, but crucially scentless, hair products.

Skincare is important. (Uchiha dermatologist specialists, ahh! Non-shinobi members would for sure have the option to specialise in wellness chemistry.)

Clothing is expensive, and stunning. Traditional, but with just the right amount of cutting edge, because they aren't boring like the Hyuuga.

Grace is taught through dance, which Uchiha perform at their traditional festivals.

And Itachi being raised with all this, is intimately familiar with the rituals. He has to paint his nails for the Akatsuki, but they're done so much better than everyone else's. He still knows all the dances, although he doesn't perform them.

And you're so right, Itachi would be unnerved seeing Sasuke without any of that grooming that he would have been expected to do. He was too young for make up when the clan was slaughtered, and he'd only had his nails done by other people so he doesn't know how to do it himself.

He's probably also forgotten all the dances, and outgrown all his formal wear. He definitely doesn't bother with expensive shampoo or skincare.

He doesn't look like an Uchiha should. And Itachi realises in that moment, that even if Sasuke had countless children and revived the clan, the traditions are probably already lost forever. They will quite literally die with Itachi.

I'm imagining Itachi daydreaming about getting to paint Sasuke's nails for him, and performing the special heir dance with him at festivals. When he's face to face with Sasuke, because his mind is struggling to cope with the situation, he finds himself fixating on wanting to wash and brush Sasuke's hair properly. Because it doesn't look right.

This headcanon is perfect. Just the right amount of world building, Uchiha arrogance, and angst.

Here are my questions if anyone wants to jump in:

What sort of nail designs are popular and why?

How does this impact wedding ceremonies?

What kind of special dance rituals or dress up rituals would the heirs have to go through? Did Itachi and Sasuke do it?

How would Itachi and Sasuke feel about this in a non-massacre AU?