One Piece Headcanons (+ GN! Reader)

One Piece headcanons (+ GN! Reader)

Main plot : What if Reader gets a private moment with the Shichibukai and maybe a kiss? How and what might happen?

Additional information :

It is based on the first we encountered (Mihawk, Doflamingo, Hancock, Jimbei, Kuma, Crocodile, Moria)

I'm not originated from an English speaking country so my way to write names and facts are probably not the same as yours.

Crocodile

Handsome, f*cking classy man first. (Don't mind me in my little corner fangirling on the ultimate DILF)

Let's settle this now, Crocodile has the ability to express emotions as well as a spoon. As stoic and stiff as his hook. It's part of his charm but he is often unreadable and hard to understand (he's not the only one though)

You never knew if he appreciated you. You were working with him, being the chief of some part of the men recruited by Baroque Works, so you were one of the first to know who your supreme commander was.

Although, Crocodile wasn't a kind man. He was only considerate about the ones he really cared about. Well... At least a bit more

Don't get me wrong. When a job is done even better than what he what he was asking for, he really takes time to utter his appreciation. Crocodile is a man of few words but knows how to congratulate someone.

Yet, with you, the story seems different. He finds you skilled, useful, and obviously a crucial tool in his conspiracy.

Sometimes, after work, you had some private time with Crocodile. This happened more often than we could imagine, and yet, not on a regular basis either.

He felt more relaxed, calm within the silent of his office. Quite the particular atmosphere, I must say.

You weren't always at ease with him. Crocodile wasn't a comfortable host. As if he seeks your presence but not yourself. It led you to wonder if you were a sort of green plant so as to decorate the room.

Your talks were light. Casual. Classic. The principle of secrecy within the organization made you distant with each other. You found topics, or course, but they weren't relevant. As time goes on, the obligated discretion fades away. You both open up slightly, just enough to keep interest alive like a flame.

Do you like cigars ? If you were to turn out to be someone crucial in Crocodile's entourage, you had to know his tastes in cigars. Also, the man is curious about yours. If you don't smoke, it'll also be alright. You must have some guts, rather lungs actually, to smoke those ladder rungs.

In case you'd like them, Crocodile would use it to get closer to you without sounding suspicious and keeping distance. You also might not be a stranger to this tactic either.

Once, after a very long day, Crocodile came next to you while you were peacefully sitting on a couch, and came close to you. You had one of these expensive cigars between your lips and were waiting for the lighter. You didn't expect at all to watch your boss get on the couch and put his hand on your neck, drawing you to him. His lit cigar seemed to transfer his heat, for lack of better words, and smoke appeared.

You blushed heavily. "Or you could have lent me your lighter". Crocodile hummed softly as an answer, "it was more interesting to watch you become a whole mess"

Well... I digress. Though, Crocodile would probably share the smoke of his cigar within your mouth. Leading to a sort of kiss.

Smoke is burning your lungs, you want to cough and release the thick cloud within your chest. Although, Crocodile didn't agree with that. He leans in, bringing you closer. His grip is firm, authoritative. Whether or not you thought you were able to flee from him, your plan is compromised now. You wouldn't escape.

Crocodile's lips are firm, chapped due to the sand. Your body melts and surrender to the Warlord's touch. You look for a place to grasp and hold tight to the reality of the scene. But everything you reach crumbles. Crocodile stops your relentless moves and deepens the kiss. A hurricane devastates your soul and, leaving you as is you were shattered. You refused to realize what has just happen.

"S-sir Crocodile..." you mutter, touching your lips, apparently shocked by the crucifying kiss and the way the man was scrutinizing you indifferently.

The Warlord didn't say anything. No apologies, nothing, you didn't want any of these by the way. But you were so flustered, embarrassed. You may have to say something but no word came to your mind.

Despite the fact you were so embarrassed, a smile crosses your face and lit your eyes.

Crocodile stares at you, waiting patiently for you to regain a clear mind. He doesn't say anything. Eventually, his patience disappears and he turns his back.

"Did the cat get your tongue? Considering how you answered to my kiss, I guess you kinda liked it" he inquires with mugging irony. He knew you were flustered but he demanded an response. He had an idea about what you were thinking. Yet, he wanted you to utter it with clear words.

"I... Well... You... You meant it, right?" you hesitate, fearing it was either all a dream or a joke. The truth would have crushed you.

"What nonsense are you spitting?"

"You are Sir Crocodile, the Warlord, Mr 0, my boss. What am I to you?"

"A partner, a useful one" Responded the man, not even bothering himself to think twice.

You were speechless. Crocodile got closer again and lifted your head with his hook. His burning gaze settled within yours. His moves are gentle, or they seemed to be like it, but firm and still authoritative.

Both of you have a lot to talk about but still, you feel undoubtedly happy knowing your boss likes you this way.

Hancock

Depending on your gender, it might be only slightly easier to have such private moments with your Empress.

In any case, you have been blessed by some god to obtain a glimpse from the lady.

If you're a man, consider yourself lucky. It's a miracle that you were able to cross Hancock's path and get out of it alive.

If you're non binary, I guess it is according to your looks.

If you are a woman, you are probably a Kuja.

Hancock is particularly stiff when it comes to talk with people. She doesn't like them and her being royalty is a perfect means to have the distance she demands.

When she met you, she considered you as if you had no relevance, nothing to yourself that might keep you as a person worthy of her attention.

But you, you fell in love immediately. Not only for her body but also for her voice, her charisma, her strength and everything she is. Within a second, you felt as if you had been marked with white-hot iron. The invisible scar left was driving you insane.

Then, after trying to prove your loyalty by every means possible, Hancock noticed you. Yet, you tried to keep your distance so as to retain Hancock's attention.

If you behave differently from how people act everyday, maybe you could have your chance to make an impression

And... Well... You get it.

Hancock is taken aback, but barely. You raised her interest. You are just out of the rank for her, meaning different from what she's used to.

And then, the Warlord makes of you her personal place of peace and safety within a comfortable unchanging routine. Even though she is so proud that she is certainly not going to admit it

Man, most likely woman or non binary, she would call you to rest upon you as if you were a pillow. Hancock appreciated your warmth and your presence as long as you remained silent. Overbearing? I don't know what you're talking about. Empress orders, Empress obtains. Even more when we are talking about such a woman

Sometimes, Hancock asks her snake to surround you both. The illusion of hug made you smile that managed to echo on the Warlord's face, pale and small as the sun in winter but a smile nonetheless.

Mihawk

Getting a private moment with Mihawk? It might be very simple or very complicated. But since the man is known as being alone all the time, our perception of being in private with him can appear distorted or wrong.

Since the start of One Piece, Mihawk is known for a subversive behavior towards people he may encounter. Shanks's pirates, World Government... We don't really know who he follows. Even though it is understandable that he obeys to a certain level to the latter since he is affiliated to them.

Eventually, I guess the group whose you come from doesn't matter. Whether you are a Navy soldier or a pirate or just a normal person, it doesn't bother Mihawk. It is no importance to him as long as he keeps his beloved quietness and nothing goes too strange.

Even though, creating links around what you have both encountered facilitates a lot your bounding.

But let's get back to our case. Not that the man wouldn't appreciate that events turn out a little funny but he would have probably never said that but he found routine boring now. Something he appreciated before, as well as loneliness, was, from now on, something he didn't like.

You arrived like a fresh wind in a dusty old room where the sun rarely drilled through heavy curtains.

He found your spirit more attractive than others. Different in your own way, nuanced, perfect. Although, he would never admit it. He's like a shell, only opening when he wants to.

You'll have to be patient I guess. Let the man get used to how lively you are.

Time with you is no privilege. He has all of it as he pleases.

Not of the touchy-touchy kind, as it is expected from Mihawk but, sometimes, he likes to take your hand in his while reading. He might draw you closer. You are so far away, sitting on the other side of the couch.

Eventually, all of that privilege thing is a question about how and how quickly you understand each other. It's no bigger deal than that I guess. At least for your case.

You are living, or at least resting for some time, in the same place together. What else could happen between two people when they are alone and get as many possibilities to build a relationship as you do?

Sometimes, you also accompany Mihawk in his trips. Yet, your strength is likely to be the mere variable with that habits you may create.

If you are a weak person, not a warrior or anything, Mihawk will leave you at home where you are safe even though his mansion is no more than a remote area but you know... The biggest danger that might happen here would be the unexpected visit of a redhead with 3 scars on his left eye and some jokes about you staying at his place.

Although, if you can handle yourself in battle, Mihawk may accept more easily to have you with him on his boat.

Ennemies are also something he wouldn't be able to allow you deal with.

Don't mind his overbearing behavior on that point. A lot of people wants him dead and losing you is simply not possible.

Eventually, you spend some quality time with the Warlord. Your relashionship is getting stronger and stronger as time goes on. Both of you share the idea that it's just really nice to have someone else with whom one another is close to, as much as it might be hard to admit.

Jimbei

Jimbei being a Warlord is hard to imagine since the first time we met him he was chained, with Ace, in a jail at Impel Down.

He's not a pirate that attend reunions with the other Warlords for the simple reason that he might be enslaved, I guess. (Shiraoshi vibes here)

Moreover, I don't think he appreciates being linked in any way with the World Government's business, it's just diplomatic somehow.

This being settled, I don't think that a Marine, a human or an agent of the Government can match his tastes.

The best you could hope, if you are part of Navy, WG or anything related, would be friendship from him. For a human being, it might depend. I'd say that if you are ready to have a relashionship, friendship mostly, you'll have to be brave. Racism being the main cause of the resulting fuss.

This being said, you are likely to be a mermaid, a merman or a non-binary creature of the sea.

Though, getting Jimbei's friendship is not that complicated I guess. Show him that you don't hate his kind.

He remains a pirate and a warrior, hence his wariness about people he meets. However, it lasts until your prove your worth.

Jimbei's trust is invaluable, as well as his respect.

Let's get back to the matter at hand.

Getting a private moment with the Warlors is not easy.

He's always far away, probably kicking some asses for Whitebeard or for himself. Moreover, Jimbei surely is never in your vision range everyday. You might not have the possibility to see him for years.

Last time he did something so foolish, people were able to hear you from the royal palace.

(Well... Maybe not that much but everyone knows that Jimbei would have never been able to pretend he was deaf that day, considering how perfectly you made him understand that it wasn't wise for him to forget you)

Being with Jimbei is not always a quiet moment. The Sun Pirates are a cheerful bunch of Fishmen guys that have a lot to tell.

Yet, the atmosphere might be heavy with all the racism that is part of each corner of the Fishmen Island.

Discussions are never totally free. There is a lock on you. As if saying everything would attract upon you a sort of divine punishment.

– this statement is out of the subject but I guess that this lock, for lack of a better word, has sort of exploded when Staw Hats Pirates came on the Fishmen Island. A small glitter of hope to see the sun light managed to be enough it seems – (Fishmen sociology over)

In this context, obtaining some time with Jimbei is so rare, it is almost impossible. As well as getting closer emotionnally, even though it might sound a little bit selfish. The only possible way to obtain something would happen if everyone makes an effort. Either if the Sun Pirates consider you worthy of it, and so leaving Jimbei by excusing themselves and walking away with a smile on their face. Or Jimbei gets himself the space to be able to see you.

Eventually, that works. Jimbei manages to share a little bit of time with you. He appreciates it, since he made a lot for it. It wasn't much but you both enjoyed some private time alone and the thought that it wouldn't happen in a long time made of it a time to cherish and appreciate as a treasure.

Doflamingo

Second biggest DILF here, and a very toxic one.

Man, woman, non-binary, transgender... I guess Doflamingo doesn't care with whom he spends time with. Your origins matter though. Whether or not you are a pirate who came with him, and your rank, or if you are a courtier or a WG-affiliated agent (Navy included in the last option)

Be careful, His Highness is a very busy man. He doesn't have time to dedicate to such a small detail as your little self. Your beloved King must not be bothered, he has a lot of work to attend to.

Getting a bit of time with Doflamingo is tricky. And you'll have to be brave because keeping your own dignity is an intricate task.

If you're too straightforward like busting in his office or being a little bit too clingy is a direct way to be painfully rejected.

Yet, if you don't try to see your Waka-sama because of a lack of audacity and boldness, you will regret it.

Being part of Doflamingo's crew doesn't give you the right to disturb your captain and your King as you please.

A fair middle between these two options is clearly a sort of no man's land, it doesn't really exist. Moreover, Doflamingo making an effort is definitely something you shouldn't even start to consider.

People come for him, not the contrary.

You'll have to play on a sort of psychological level. Doflamingo is known as a sadist. He likes to play with his toys and gets rid of them when tired. He appreciates a good hunt, somehow.

Although, the toy, mostly a human being, might end up broken. The strong grip of this old child is painfully devastating when he literally managed to insinuate his poison within your mind.

The more a prey resists to him the better.

That's the reason why you have to be fearless if you want to keep a stable dignity. – that might also mean that the seduction and the charm Doflamingo is made of doesn't have made you completely drunk and craving for his attention –

You will make yourself heard in the royal palace. Or more precisely, you will get Doflamingo to hear your name.

Regularly, like a rythm on a drum, you will make other courtiers to spread rumors about your behavior in Dressrosa's Royal Court.

Your name, being repeated constantly, will automatically attract Doflamingo's attention, out of an unhealthy curiosity.

He will play along with you, will talk to you so as to pin down your personality. Eventually, it turns out it's a risky bet since the Warlord will use your potential weaknesses, try to know everything so you are not an opponent, just an amusing toy. Your astute resourcefulness being refreshing.

If you are a Navy soldier, your situation might be slightly different since it happens you have to meet frequently enough so as to not raise the Government's attention upon Doflamingo's business.

Why not setting here a premise that a soldier is always devoted, somehow, to a Warlord. Like a link agent.

You know your duty and leaving Doflamingo flirt with you is no part of it.

Depending on how you are serious, the King will tease you first then getting deeper and deeper into your soul.

You definitely can't say that the Warlord is disgusting. Always a killer of style, usually a whole mood, often an unsufferable whimsical child, and yet, handsome as hell.

"As surprising as it sounds, I'm trying to get my job done. Now, for the third time, I'd like a list of the pirate crews which passed by Dressrosa." you uttered, another different way this time. "The World Government doesn't need this data. You're just doing the dirty tasks of some bureaucrats. What do you think about you inviting me to your room?" "Order of my superiors come first, now get your ass on your chair and don't make a more embarrassing fuss than what you are doing of yourself right now"

How harsh your answers might have been didn't matter at all for Doflamingo. He was stubborn in his decision to have some fun, even though it was despite your best intentions.

Eventually, no matter what kind of people you were among courtier, Navy soldier or just someone, you end up within a room, sitting next to Doflamingo.

You feel yourself trapped against a broad, strong chest. The Warlord's intoxicating perfume exhilarating you. He was talking to you, in your ear. He knew you were finally under his whole influence. You couldn't move, not even get a few centimeters away from him. Stoic as if you were carved in marble.

Doflamingo was flirting with you, his arm surrounding your shoulders, a glass of wine on his other hand – if his hand is free he'll use his devil fruit powers over you –. His lukewarm breath brushed your cheek while he tickles your neck. His lips are caressing teasingly your skin but the words coming out of his mouth doesn't have any meaning.

You could imagine but it was pointless. And then, his mouth stick to yours in a languid but cold and overbearing kiss that calls for more.

But beyond that, Doflamingo's sincerity is highly questionable.

Kuma

This character is so forgotten and underrated and yet, we can feel he stands among the most crucial ones of OP.

Yet, it remains understandable that the small number of times we see the gigantic guy leaves place for imagination. You can count his apparitions on the fingers of only one of your hands.

If you are a WG-affiliated agent, a Navy Soldier or a Revolutionary one might lead to several conclusions.

And I think Kuma is more into women. No proof, just gut feeling.

Every possible endings cannot be happy, I'm sorry to say it like this but it's the truth. Except if we get a sort of come - back from the dead of our dear Warlord but we all know that it's not an option.

In that way, being a Navy soldier or any WG-affiliated agent will automatically lead to a failure in the field of getting to know each other better to the point of enjoying some time together, which is the first step.

Moreover, since Kuma is probably the biggest emotional turnip among the Warlords, only getting attention from him is an achievement in itself.

Although, the man spends a lot of time to observe things around him. Even if it doesn't sound like it.

So, you were both in the Revolutionary Army. He was kind of an executive or a manager, somehow. Someone crucial for you all.

Your rank will allow you to get more easily in touch with him. There nothing to say anymore about that side of the issue. Obviously, if you are ranked as well as he is, the chances to be able to talk to him will increase spectacularly.

We don't know, team up against over-confident recruits such as Sabo and Koala might be beneficial.

It would be nice if you had to help Kuma with some of his tasks.

It seemed sometimes that, in the headquarters, tragedies were hanging in the air like heavy gas. It weighted and loomed upon everyone's head.

Like Jimbei with racism, an unhealthy crave of freedom and the necessity of it at all cost was a whole topic. It's mostly the aura of unavoidable sacrifice and imminent death that was uncomfortable, literally screaming somehow "We'll all die to free people from tyranny even if it's not needed anymore"

Yet, not similar to Jimbei, Kuma is a little bit more accessible. Because he actually is more present in the headquarters. Then, you can just pass by with a strong reason to get in touch with him.

Probably won't make an effort for you to encounter.

If you do, it's about paperwork. Some reports about things. It might drift to some revolutionary soldiers' shenanigans but not beyond that.

Though, you perceived several times a timid smile on Kuma's face. It happens rarely but remains a detail that needs to be highlighted. You might bother him in a good way

Finally, it's around a cup of tea that you manage to share some stories. The Warlord doesn't say anything, or barely react. You know that he listens carefully, though.

But time is now counted. Kuma gets slowly away. His gait turns stiff and robotic, his behavior more distant than before. The fragile link between you two broken before its slow construction.

Moria

This character is probably the worst to write headcanons about. I mean, Doflamingo and Crocodile are so easy because you can find ideas easily and in every field possible. For Hancock, Jimbei and Kuma, you need to have a little bit of imagination with informations you have which are not that much. And for Mihawk, you take the same ideas that it has always been made from what we know about him but you change the setting. Making headcanons that are different might lead to be out of character. – "I'm hard to apprehend and I know it" vibe – (this attempt of joke is not related at all to the fact that "I'm sexy and I know it" of LMFAO gets its ten years anniversary in 2022, I'm so old damn)

Moria... Such a tricky character.

Getting time with him. Not an issue. Thriller Bark is large. Zombies run freely, that's definitely scary

Perona the same as always, a psychopath. Even though you wondered if her teddybear wasn't the dreadest one.

Moria would probably receive you in his room. With an abnormal-colored drink, whatever it is, it's not water.

The fact that the Warlord can't cross his legs gives him a nonchalant position on the cushions were he sits.

Self-praise my dear. You won't get to the end of it. Complimenting himself is what the Moria stands for. Annoying and ironically laughable, an intricate mix of emotions that comes out of it.

Discussing with you will become a habit.

Moria, the perfect host he is, will allow you to get comfortable in his mansion. Meaning that Absalom will watch you do whatever you want.

Yeah. If the mansion and all the horrendous surroundings were already a mood. People living here are another.

Good luck to stay sane here, dear Reader. You'll be stuck for a long time since Moria took your shadow.

Adam/Shindo Ainosuke X Male Reader

Author's note : Adam needs a bit of love, don't you think? A little love that doesn't imply to hurt Tadashi. It doesn't prevent that it is certainly crap. English is not my main language and it must be awful.

Warnings : NSFW, spanking, degradation and all the BDSM pack.

You were a newcomer, a rookie here. In S. You had the time to watch the local legends fall from their safe sky on the large screens. The most incredible was the race against Langa. Well... You were still wondering if his name was really Langa. Maybe you misunderstood, hidden in your shadows. First Joe, then Cherry and finally Adam. You had to admit their style was eclectic. Even them had to learn again. They were believing themselves as gods because they were the founders of a clandestin course. It made you shrug a little while you were observing them.

People were people. Here, in S, freedom was at its most powerful. A place were no one could say, order to someone something he doesn't want to do. Everything was ruled by skateboard and the people's talent. You were quite happy of that. Because of an accident years ago in mountains with your motorbike while you were heading to the summit so as to practice snowboard. You had the ambition to reach the Winter Olympic Games in half-pipe. You fell from a cliff and you miraculously landed meters below with broken ribs instead of your backbone.

During years you suffered and your dream of medals in the Olympic Games was gone, vanished into the air. Your well-known recklessness almost hurried you in your grave. In the hospital, you spent the last three years to reeducate with an omnipresent pain in your back, anger against the people who had forgotten you when you would have given them your soul if they asked for it an ended alone. You nearly lost your mind when you woke up from coma and nothing appeared in front of you. You weren't able to see anymore. Time went by and you found yourself offered the chance to remedy to your blindness. But it doomed you to wear particular sunglasses every day of your life. A little cost considering what you've been through.

You suffered. You were still aching but less than these last month. Moreover you felt better each day passing. Only eternal scars remain. And to be here in S got you like you were free as much as before your accident. And you would thank Adam for this. Yet, you meant nothing, watching the same scenes which were playing in front of your eyes.

You were sitting on your motorbike far behind the last people composing the crowds ahead of you. Actually, the last time you came at S was when Adam had been defeated. Since then, you weren't coming as often as you should now. Everything was more peaceful and Adam abandoned this bad habit to smash people in the face with his own skateboard. Of course, the blue-haired show-off would never stop to make his little shows and big entrances. You don't think that one day his "hey bitches and bros and non-binary hoes" would leave your mind so easily.

Yet, even if you admired Adam as an remarkable skater, you wouldn't prevent yourself to hate him for everything he was aside all of it. He was "in love" as he told to anyone who would like to hear it with his partners of race. It was nothing like love. You didn't know how you manage to not go through the crowds to slap him right in the face. He didn't understand. He wouldn't anyway. Love is sweet, a fluttering sentiment which set upside-down your guts and your soul. It wasn't how you remembered this wonderful thing.

Anyways, Adam had been defeated by a rookie that you had the power to crush on a snowboard. Even if he was talented, had he the talent of someone able to go in the Olympic Games? You didn't think so. You had yourself a modified board. And right now before the attended race between two opponents, you were as if you were playing on the half-pipe near the start of the race.

You were jumping even higher than this little rookie and executing figures in air that were turning sick some of the people gathered in your audience. You were hearing the slight gasps of awe coming from several girls watching them. Even Langa applaused you in the distance with an annoying smile. That little group comprehending Shadow, Reki, Langa, Miya and the others was sincerely uselessly noisy. Though, they were sometimes giving you back a smile you had long forgotten it was existing. But you didn't care anymore. You were busy with your "switched back flip with nose grab" and to make people applause even louder around you.

They were kind and cute because even if the trick wasn't so hard, doing it on a skateboard was something else. And it earned you the nickname of Eagle in S. You were impressive to say the least and people were clearly stunned. What you didn't expect was to attract the boss' attention here. Adam. Actually, his little grieves left you as if you were like marble.

Not only was he sticking to you but he also was quite insisting in his behavior. You didn't like him at all. It may have been the second or the third night that you came on the half-pipe of S. No one challenged you that time. You just shrugged your shoulders and were going on the way to leave this place. The pressure, the people gathered here, the races and the clear lack of delicacy from them made you get away from here. A sort of repulsion ordered you to go away. A skatepark would be big enough to allow you to do the same show for any passerby. After all what was the point of tiring yourself by skating if no one could applause for your demonstration of pure talent. And today, several nights after Adam's defeat, you were leaving S for good this time. It has no point for you to stay.

Yet, Adam didn't want the same. He was observing you before Langa. So he caught you up while lights were dancing around him.

"Mmh... What a wonderful little bird I see here. Don't be scared my dove, I'm not going to bite you." Adam said both loudly and sensually, thus it made crowds look in the same moment towards you.

A heavy silence has just fallen onto the crowds. You have heard the wheels of Adam's skateboard behind you. And he came, leaving his hand on your hips, getting you closer and closer to him. You could feel his hands roaming and doing delicate circles on the fabric of your clothes. Such an intimate action while you could almost feel his head rest on your shoulder. He made a little comment about your scent. Does this man have really no shame ?

"Aren't you tired of your own bullshit, Adam? Losing once wasn't enough to bring humility in you?" you snapped back while the man gazed at you.

"Never, my sweet, stubborn little dove" Ainosuke whispered in your ear while his hands were circling around your waists.

His sweet, gentle, poisonous tone was near to give you shivers. You weren't able to discern within yourself if it was a sort of trespassing desire that was boiling in you or a fire of rage and the deep will to smash him with your skateboard. Probably both. Let's agree on the fact that this man was a living invitation to luxury and rough love. You were just a little smaller than him but strong enough to make him comply and kneel in front of you like a slut. You clicked your tongue and forcefully escaped from Adam's treacherous embrace.

"Alright Eagle. I challenge you into a beef" Adam called behind you.

"Carry on" You answered back while the crowds become immediately silent were watching you with great interest.

"A race. You and me. Right now. The loser become the slave of his opponent." Adam added with his usual disturbing smile.

For one of the first times since you were coming in S, it was one of your first beefs. Moreover, with the boss of all that mess. And finally, it involved something hidden behind all of this display. And you liked it. Why not enjoying fully the race and the aftermath. You used the back extremity of your skateboard you hit Adam in the belly and making him move backwards. You were almost ecstatic. You walked calmly until the start line, put lightly your skateboard on the ground and set your foot on the deck while you were waiting for Adam to come. Obviously, he made his way towards you.

"Mmh... I'll enjoy to turn you upside down after this race" Adam sensually whispered.

"Your self-confidence will kill you one day, filthy man" you replied with a dry tone.

"Let's say that now that I've lost my Eve, the only person in S having my attention is you my little dove. Be ready, I'm not going to be easy on you"

These last sentences would the death of you. His magma-like voice was burning your insides. How can someone warm you up so efficiently? That was a mystery. But you liked it. Adam was well-known to be kinky. You hated a little yourself at that time. You were falling for an insane guy who is now targeting you. Obviously, it was not in a romantic way. Yet, Adam remained a reachable fanstasm. And you were apparently one of his. The green fire came rapidly, thus the start of the race.

Adam became fastly the first. You forgot about everything and just tried to have fun. You were skating as if your board was a part of yourself, dodging rocks and Adam's attack. You knew very well that he didn't change that much after his first defeat here. He even did his little thing of holding you close to him with the sort of horns on his skateboard.

" I love the movement of your hips, so agile, so smooth, I can't prevent myself to wonder what it will feel like to love you fully until you will ache for attention under my touch. You are a snowboarder too, right?" Adam asked more or less.

"You could say that. But I'm not like that kid. I prefer half-pipes. Besides, you have really no shame, haven't you? Anyways, goodbye."

You increased your speed and left Adam behind. You were jumping the cliffs where the turns formed the shape of a snake with the lights in the night. While you were flying, you were shining with more and more complicated figures and graceful landings, making you significantly ahead of the blue-haired holy creature named Adam. He managed very quickly to catch you up. A little smile was playing on your lips. That was funny to see him a little bit in difficulty.

You were provoking him. That was unbelievable and remarkably bold of you to do so. You annoying smile was allowing to build desire and longing in Adam's heart. He was the king and yet, a little dove was playing with him shamelessly. Adam was so mesmerized by your own race that he barely realized he was in the factory. The screams of the people gathered in there dragged him from his thoughts. He saw you fly until the finish line and cross it. You win against him. A huge silent welcomed him.

"One of the first things you have not to lose when you run is your own concentration. I don't know what happened to you but it doesn't prevent that you weren't really skating. So for the beef, I cancel the slave thing." You declared when Adam went towards you.

You turned your back to him and headed to your motorbike followed by the blue-haired man. You didn't want to stay any longer. Adam's footsteps were soft behind yours.

"How can you cancel the slave thing, as you called it?" Adam demanded.

Seeing that he didn't have any answer, Adam reached you to catch your shoulder and make you turn to look at him.

"Because I'm the winner" you responded with a threatening tone.

"So having me doesn't interest you?" Adam questioned with a spark of deception.

"I didn't say that" you replied with a playful half-smile crossing your lips.

You were surrounded by darkness and no one cared anymore about you. For the people, you were remedying with your little issues about the beef. Nothing very interesting for them. Your hand climbed Adam's tensed thigh before going backwards to his ass and caressing it shamelessly. You heard the man getting a heavier breath and mumbling sinner sentences in your ear. You didn't even move when he came closer to enjoy the caress.

"Adam... You are such a slut... Look at you, you sound like a virgin discovering sex" You told with an incredible amount of heat on your voice.

You left your fingers coming down on his half-hard dick and rub it lightly. Just enough to give shivers to the man.

"Horny, aren't we?" you carried on while Adam was melting under your touch.

It was only simple caresses yet the man in front of you was letting himself go as if you were escaping and he won't have anymore opportunities to have you so close.

"More" demanded Adam while he has finally what he wanted so hard.

But you stopped here, creating frustration in the man.

"There's a love hotel down Crazy Rock. Come with your Grim Reaper costume." You requested with an overbearing tone.

Adam ordered to Tadashi who wasn't present in S that night to bring him to this place and the black clothes he was wearing against Langa. Once arrived in the building, he headed towards the receptionist who led him until the room. The space was dark and very classical for a love hotel but it was enough to arouse Adam. He felt as if your hands were still on him while he was changing his red costume. The memory of your hands trailing down his back to reach his ass and caressing it shamelessly was still unbelievably strong in his mind. Then he felt the touch join his cock, gently but still enough to make surrender to your touch. He desired you so much right now. Once he wore his Grim Reaper clothes, he laid down the mattress. He let himself go to the warmth he was feeling. He already wanted you so hard. He thought he was still dreaming when he felt the sudden touch of your hand on his neck.

"Ready to cum due to a shameless imagination. What a dirty little pet we have here. Were you planning to touch while you would wait for me? " You whispered in Adam's ear, getting him to have goosebumps.

Your fingers went down along his spine then reached the start of his ass. You were riding him from behind, each of your legs apart Ainosuke's body. You spanked his cheeks violently when you see you wouldn't get your answer, making the man moaning of both pain and pleasure.

"Use your tongue. You still have one, right?" you picked up after this unwanted silence.

"Yes" mumbled the submitted man.

"Louder. I don't hear you."you commanded.

"Yes"

He was speaking at the volume you wanted to listen. Loudly but not enough to disturb people out there.

"Better" you acknowledged with a neutral tone.

You got away from the position you have over Ainosuke. You were looking for the bad you brought with you. In the corner of your eye, you remarked the presence of a mirror. It could be useful but not now. You were secretly impatient to play with the king of S. You glanced at him and couldn't prevent a half-smile on your face. His hips were slightly higher than what would be normal. The blue-haired man was aching for your touch. Unhappily, it seemed sometimes you weren't as mean as some of masters with their human pet when it comes to tough, rough and painful but delicious sex. Well... It didn't matter actually. Your beautiful puppy lying on the mattress would love it anyway. You sincerely enjoyed the fact that this natural dominant male was completely under your control.

"Get up and kneel. Be rid of your clothes and keep your eyes on the wall. If you look at me I leave you here, tied and with a toy in your ass until you faint. Is that clear?" You ordered with a severe voice.

You didn't get any answer immediately.

"Yes". You heard behind you.

"Yes who?" You added.

"Yes Master" Adam ended while he just worked to be in his knees over the blankets.

The man got rid of his suit not so quickly. The fabric was comfortable and smooth, suiting perfectly his body. The memory of your touch was almost disappearing with him leaving aside all the clothes. He ended naked on the bed, his pale skin revealed to the air. He kept his eyes locked on the wall and he didn't have any access to the mirror to watch what you were doing. He only heard some noises somewhere behind him. Adam was shivering litghtly because of anticipation. He didn't want you to be kind with him. The rougher the better. Anyways, love and pain were both the faces of a coin, right? He submits but you serve.

Ainosuke felt your hand climbing along his leg and rest a few seconds on his thigh. You slided a lubed toy in his hole. You went as deeply as you could without bruising you pet and without leaving without any sensations. His insides were slightly stretched enough to emphasize the rubbing which you started from a few feets away.

You had the time to change in a black leathery pants and high boots, all black, with an open shirt lazily flying along your sides. After that, you were just watching Ainosuke's nakedness from behind. He was well-shaped. You couldn't say more. And this beautiful insane man was craving for your attention. You knew the effect the toy had. The more Adam was holding back his moan, the more the toy is going to make him lose his mind. You knew very well that the man had a certain endurance. Yet, it had no effect when the right points within his body were touched and loved.

You were still gentle. You could be more cruel and less careful about your little pet. Adam knew it very well. He was sure he looked like a little virgin taking pleasure for the first time but the thing inside of him suppressed all of his strength. He was grunting and moaning like a whore and he loved it. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't you.

"More..." Breathed the man while his whole body was totally shaking.

"More? Really?" you asked while you were enjoying the frustration on Adam's face and the red hue on his cheeks.

"Inside me... Touch me..."you went to caress Ainosuke's naked ass before spanking it another time.

"You have no permission to cum, dirty pet. I'll punish you otherwise."you warned with a threatening tone in your voice.

The heat was slightly consuming the blue-haired man and pleasure was way too heavy for him, almost choking sometimes. You would be the death of him if it carried on.

"Please..."Adam silently begged while you were heading to an armchair not far away from the display in front of you.

Were you sadistic? Probably. You had one of your legs hanging on the side of your seat and watching Ainosuke fighting the destroying pleasure inside of him. You were so desirable. No one would ever say the contrary. It was only the start for your adorable pet. But it wasn't enough for you.

"Come here." You commanded with a monotonous but commanding tone in your voice.

You saw Adam moving to reach you. He stumbled on the few meters he had to make to come at you. He knelt in front of you but it sounded more like he wasn't able to carry his own weigh. He was looking up at you with eyes tainted of pleasure. He caressed your legs as any good cat would do to please his master and get some food or any touch. Your hand reached his chin and you lift it without any delicacy. A few more and Adam was going to surrender and leaving himself being overwhelmed by pleasure. His red eyes were blurry and full of lust and you locked yours on his. Your hand went in his hair and you brought him closer to you.

"Take it. And do it well, slut" you requested with an overbearing tone.

You felt shaking hands roaming over your leather pants and undo the belts resting on your hips. His fingers freed your half-hard dick but he was too slow.

"Faster" you ordered.

Adam put his finger on the skin of your shaft, then his lips. You hardly held back a grunt of pleasure while you were feeling his hot mouth around your cock. That was divine but not enough. You settled your fingers in Ainosuke's hair and pulled it closer.

"Come on, slut"

The blue-haired man wasn't slow but it wasn't fast enough and it frustrated you. You ordered him for more speed and he did it. Adam was all focus on your pleasure, worshipping you with his tongue and his lips. It was warm inside his mouth. You wanted to dirty your sub with your seeds and make him feel like a doll in your hands. Besides, you increased the speed of the toy inside Adam's ass. He was fighting tou bring you pleasure and not to cum. His whole body must ache but you didn't really care. You wanted more. You helped a little Ainosuke with his movements. His tongue was caressing you shamelessly, and he was all focused on you. You were almost fucking his throat.

"You are really a whore my pet. Worse than a dog in heat. Loot at you"

You led his eyes to the mirror not far from you. Adam moaned when he saw the image of himself. The red hue on his cheeks while he was taking your cock into his mouth. The sight was mesmerizing. Then, lower, the pre-sperm was dripping from his own sex. Adam wasn't able to suffer it anymore and the last image had been the death of his limits and he cummed lankily on the ground. His muscles all tensed relaxed in a few seconds. He spilled his white liquid everywhere at the bottom of the armchair while he was moaning with your shaft still in his throat.

You raised your hand and gave him an echoing slap which made the blue-haired man fall on his back, covered of his dirty sperm. You perceived Adam hard cock raising between his legs.

"Kinky whore. You are not even able to handle it, right? Such a disobedient little puppy. You'll be punished, you know that, aren't you?" you threatened with a sweet voice, penetrating under Ainosuke's flesh.

You were watching your pet getting up from his position on the ground.

"Be happy that I'm not going to order you to lick it, silly kitten. On the bed, now. Twenty whiplash, and if you are not obedient, I'll double that number. Understood?"

"Please Master, no!" Adam surprisingly begged with and hoarse voice to you.

"This is the cost for your insolence and disobedience. It could be a hundred so take what I allow you" You replied without any softness.

You gave the order to your dog to be astride on the bed, on all four. Adam settled over the blankets and stayed still. The man heard you get the tool in your hand. And without telling him, he felt a painful burn on his ass, followed by your hand which rubbed it. Ainosuke heard himself grunt to the sudden soothing caress.

"It was the first. I won't be that kind after. Count them. At any mistake, It'll be thirty"

You blowed him again and your sub was counting but it was painful and red traces were appearing on his skin. You weren't soft with him and appreciated his delicious reactions of suffering and adoration. The toy was still in his ass, driving him crazy from both inside and outside. Adam wasn't able to keep up anymore and at the end on the punishment, he fell over the blankets, naked, full of shame, pleasure and love. He was crying due to the overwhelming amount of feelings. His shaft was so hard that it was painful and he wanted freedom from you. His pants were perceptible in the silence of the room. The blue-haired man felt your hand on his ribcage and forcefully turn him on his back.

He saw climb over the mattress and settle near him. Your finger roamed over your pet's belly and touch his nipples, making him shiver and grunt. Your softness was welcome for Adam. His body was aching due to tension and slaps but pleasure was still present in his blood and adrenaline was keeping him conscious. Suddenly, the toy Ainosuke had in his ass had a different movement, more intense, more rubbing and making him moan loudly.

"Did you seriously think it was ended?" you questioned with a playful tone. "No. Of course not".

You got up and put yourself in a riding way. You pushed your shaft inside Adam's mouth and start to fuck his throat again. Fingers curling down the sheets and becoming white. Your sub was testifying of this pleasure. And you were too. Your hips were getting faster and faster and Adam's eyes were rolling backwards while pleasure was burning him. You were silently moaning and keeping your features still but it was hard when your little pet's tongue was that agile and smart to find the areas able to make you shudder. It felt like eternity till you finally cummed inside of Ainosuke's mouth. Your sub swallowed everything and as a reward you ordered him to change of position and to rest on his belly. You removed the toy from his ass and caressed it softly.

"Master..." called quietly Adam.

"Mmh?" you responded with distance in your behavior towards him.

"Please. Fuck me." begged silently the man.

Where was Adam, the king of S, almost undefeated? Where was the show-off, the insane guy? You knew very well where he was. He was subdued to every of your desire now, drunken by pain and pleasure, knocked by envy. He wanted you in the simplest way. The incubus became the innocent virgin and you were his master. Nothing was left from the skater man that you met at the nightfall. He was just a body aching for softness after a hardship, pleading for quietness now. And more sincere than he never had been until tonight. He needed you.

"Please Master..." whispered again Adam.

But his begging stopped when Adam felt your dick against his hole. A slight moan escaped from him and you started to bury yourself in him. His insides were warm and comfortable but so tight. The rubbing was divine and you could help yourself but start to fuck his ass very slowly to push him to worship you. Adam had his hips hanging a little in air as you were thrusting to give you both an amazing amount of pleasure.

"P-Please Master... More..." moaned Adam while you were almost hitting his ass.

It was so nice to see the man so submitted to his needs coming from you. You couldn't help yourself but started to thrust more and more quickly and fastly. The sound of your flesh against each other was echoing in the room and you liked it. You got rougher and rougher but it was still nice and finally, you let yourself be. You felt Adam's hole tightening around your shaft for the second time. Your hands slide down his hips to find his own sex so as to apply languid caresses. It was too much for him and his muscled yet thin body sank on the bed and you followed him in his climax not long after him.

You were panting heavily and your pet was actually nearly fainting. You took him into a warm embrace and rubbed his skin to soothe him. You didn't have the time for a real aftercare because he fell asleep immediately. You would wait him to take a needed shower. For the time that you had, you left him be.

Adam had been a wonderful sub. You were happy. But you didn't have the intention to stay with him. If he wanted you, then maybe you should have a more serious and deeper conversation. But now, it wasn't what you wanted.

So damn cute ❤️

Headcanons Jujutsu Kaisen (+ GN! Reader)

Main plot : you're scrolling on Instagram and you don't pay attention to your own S/O and they don't like it.

Nobara Kugisaki

Why not starting with a female character? (maybe the only one present here, sorry)

Kugisaki doesn't notice at first that your attention is completely taken by the screen in front of your eyes.

It doesn't really matter to her since she would do the same if she had her own under the condition that you would have to take her within your arms or somewhere comfortable.

Yes, she doesn't have any since she dropped it and she often requests yours to know what happens or anything else.

But, she is only genuinely curious about what you seek on social media such as Instagram, or what are the accounts getting your attention.

Yet, you don't move. Not even from an inch. As if she wasn't here, next to you, almost trying to climb your lap so as to have a sufficient view about your likings on Instagram.

Eventually, she would try to rob your phone to judge you, kindly or not, and play with you with her mischievous grin and probably helped by Gojou or Yuuji.

It's only when you are forced to get up from your couch and you run after the fools who thought they could rob your phone so easily without the fear to be punished.

Eventually, she gives back your phone and stops playing. You move to YouTube and watch some cats video or anything else to calm Kugisaki's insane mind you loved so much.

Itadori Yuuji

You were nicely settled on the couch of Jujutsu Tech and everything was going to be okay.

Lying on the furniture, scrolling down on the feed of Instagram with a lot of cats because Yuuji likes them and those little cuties invaded the posts you were usually liking instead.

Yuuji noticed you, chilling between two deadly missions and he couldn't help himself to see how you were.

Though, he doesn't get the same reaction as usual. It concerns him slightly. Did he do something wrong?

He's quickly panicking which exasperates Sukuna who calls him "silly" internally.

Your boyfriend adopts the "puppy boy technique". He tries to attract your attention by being cuter than he is always. You could have sworn you saw a tail wagging behing his back. His clinginess rises and you find yourself trapped under your boyfriend's weigh while you are just reading some short texts on your screen.

"What are you doing Yuuji?" you asked, trying to get your boyfriend on another position because it was much harder to breath with him and his whole body applying a pressure on each of your bones even though he is adorable as hell.

As a response, the boy has the sole delusional words"notice me senpai" written all over his face.

You don't get a clear answer but you understand what he means. You change your position and call Yuuji to come next to you to watch what you were doing until now.

Eventually, he got sleepy and takes a nap against you whole you pat him gently. Although, he is visibly happy so you don't disturb his rest while Sukuna talks with you.

Ryomen Sukuna

Why did you do something so reckless?

Sukuna is the one who is the least accustomed to technologies and he is rather possessive.

He woke up from a slumber that lasted thousand years so such devices as your phone, PC, whatever, were quite the discovery at first.

You had fun trying to explain what you were able to do with that stuff. Or not. Because the king of curses being the king of curses, nothing is simple with him.

Yet, right now, Sukuna didn't get the attention he wanted from you and reacts quite harshly. He wants your eyes on him every second of every day. Don't lie in that couch and pretend as if he didn't exist at all, it will make him agressive.

He stares at you with empty eyes at first.

He noticed you weren't going to come near him to talk or anything else. When Sukuna takes control of Yuuji's body he is way more silent. He could've have accepted such an excuse, as stupid as it sounded because you're a little human after all. Weak, slow-minded.

Now he was upset. He made his aura become more oppressive. As if chains were joining your neck and remove air from your ribcage. He also considered to attract within his domain but it wasn't a good idea. Yuuji might be present there and the king didn't need to involve a stupid ass such as his vessel.

It wasn't enough to make you move. Yeah, you had some Gojou vibes inside of you.

Then, a wild thought starts to cling within Sukuna's mind. What if you're tired of him? What if you want to get rid of him and uses the card of ignorance to get what you want? Actually, he has been rather harsh this morning and snapped at you things he didn't mean.

No. That's not possible. You can't get tired of him. He's so perfect despite the fact he has to share a body with Yuuji. He scrutinizes himself in a mirror, there's no blur in the reflect.

Long ago, everyone would have killed to be with him, licking his feet if needed. And YOU were in your couch, ignoring HIM. Did you have a death wish or something?

Eventually, Sukuna might think as much as he wanted, he didn't get to come to you. The answer might be not the one he didn't want at all. And, he didn't want either to say that you didn't like him anymore. You made him feel alive and free while you were spending time together. Things he didn't have anymore since he came back to life.

"Something's wrong Sukuna?" you asked, your eyes had drifted and you wondered what he thought. Was he daydreaming or anything?

Sukuna swallowed back the bitter words he was going to spit and only said "push your ass aside. I want to see what you're doing"

"Did you ever say 'please' in your former life? Your mother didn't teach you how to be polite?" you replied with an uncaring tone.

Sukuna didn't say anything more but sit next to you and shuts his mouth. As time goes on, you notice his arms locking you against him.

"Damn curse, asshole" you mutter, making your boyfriend's lip curl upwards. Sukuna was certainly going to make you regret your behavior in the bedroom.

Fushiguro Megumi

It was after he got some rest. Last mission has been tiring and he couldn't move anymore. He insisted to take a long bath and since you have to prepare for your own to come you left him rest properly within water so as to allow his muscles to relax.

Nothing big until now. Though, when Megumi's tired, he tends to be a little bit more clingy. Call that a need to be warm or reassured, I don't know but here are the facts. Nothing big here either.

This time though, Megumi thought he would never see you again. It was close and your arms were perfect for some mental rest.

You weren't accustomed to Megumi being more clingy than usual. It wasn't something regular in your relashionship and your boyfriend was quite of a distant guy. Hugs and cuddles aren't his thing.

You were scrolling down Instagram. Liking random accounts of posts you appreciated.

You sense Megumi's presence and he sits on the couch next to you. You don't pay attention to his gestures but to the words he might say.

You kept scrolling, observing the posts, being impressed by how people can be insanely talented but your lips were sealed.

Suddenly, you feel Megumi's head coming to rest on your shoulder while silence engulfed you. The sole noises came from the TikTok videos some Instagram users shared.

Then, the hand which wasn't holding your phone entwined with Megumi's. His hands were getting colder and colder.

"Do you want a cup of tea, Megumi?" you asked with a low voice so as to not disturb the moment you shared.

Your boyfriend shook his head lightly. He was getting sleepy and catching a cold is not in anyone's priority.

You opened you arms and Megumi put his legs on yours, then starts to cling to you like a kitten lacking of affection. You know very well that this situation was possible because your beloved one is tired and seeks for rest. He tried to look at the screen of your phone but your warmth shushed him.

If he wasn't already sleeping, you would have probably cracked a joke about the fact that now he was going to learn violin with Gojou. Yuuji told you your sensei was teaching 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' to him. Which is definitely priceless. Although, the joke had to wait tomorrow when Megumi's fully aware about his environment.

Finally, depending on your strength, you either lift him or wake him up so as to go to bed. He will need your special "heroes' breakfast" after all the events of these last days.

Eventually, you kiss him on the cheeks or the forehead before saying goodnight.

Gojou Satoru

It's probably gonna be funny.

You were used to Gojou being Gojou. Way too cheerful, badass, stupid, cheesy, sassy...

Breath in. Breath out. Everything's gonna be fine. He didn't do anything yet, which is ultimately dangerous. What's gonna happen?

You were scrolling down Instagram and, yet, in the atmosphere, you felt something stinky. Like electricity or clouds gathering before a storm.

Though, you let go. You were chilling on your couch, your eyes locked on the screen of your phone and everything was fine for once. You loved Gojou but he was such a human mess.

Not even a second after, a loud creak echoes in the room, the door hits the wall, a long leg appears through the doorframe, a white-haired guy with an exasperating smile on his face. It was all you were able to notice since your boyfriend was in the corner of your sight.

With time, you learnt how not to be scared of Gojou's behavior. You knew very well how he was able to look as a creep for the people around and your presence made them relieved to see someone by his side. As if he was mentally ill but he isn't alone in his disease, this detail being a relief for folks around.

You knew Gojou was an amazing sensei, you can observe it everyday. But you had some doubts about him as a human being.

Gojou literally broke into the room and you were still on your couch. You barely looked at him, used to this kind of noisy behavior.

Gojou literally walked three steps to join you. His head came so close to yours that you felt his breath on your lips.

"Hello Y/NNNNN. Did you miss me?"

"Hello Gojou" you only replied while your interlocutor got closer to kiss you softly.

Still, there was a nice post in front of your eyes. Your attention was completely drown in it.

Your white-haired boyfriend circled you in his arms and went to make you lie on the couch, his body crushing your own. He kisses you everywhere like a puppy licking your face after having been far from you for a second.

"Go-Gojou stop !" you scream before being shushed by his lips

"No way. I missed you so much. This trip in Tokyo was so long without you"

Goodness... Eventually, you allowed him to kiss you as much as he wanted. You missed him this incredible man so much too.

Getou Suguru

Sincerely the most efficient to attract your attention besides Gojou because he knows what to do.

You were enjoying your time on the beach that day, scrolling down Instagram, enjoying or not people's posts.

You heard the sand crack under someone's slow steps. You recognized the gait as Getou's.

Light. Balanced. Yeah, it was him for sure.

Mahito and the other curses were playing elsewhere with Jogo's head.

You feel Getou getting closer to you and just settling down next to you, then tries to find a confortable position and rests his head on your shoulder, caressing the skin of your arms.

You sense his touches getting stronger and stronger. He also tries to kiss you and get away the screen of your phone to have your complete attention.

"Good afternoon to you too, Getou" you greet while your boyfriend's soft hair tickles your neck, making you slightly laugh in reaction.

"Let's go inside. I wanna cuddle with you and it's too hot out there"

Eventually, you left the beach and went elsewhere, following your boyfriend who was kissing you along the way. He couldn't miss the opportunity to have you all for himself while the other curses are gone.

Characters who will probably not care about your uncaring behavior (on surface at least, which might be a different story when they think about it) :

Maki, Mai, Momo, Ieri, Nanami, Mahito, Inumaki

Will make you pay your boldness (probably with your body and it's going to be painful) :

Fushiguro Toji

"Love is such an awful thing. It provokes dread jealousy, gut-wrenching anger, unbreathable anguish, sick sadness, painful happiness, cheerful despair, obsessive hunger, insane longing, throbbing loneliness in me when I see you.

Yet, the Sun shines harder, searing my skin, warming my body. Akin to Icarus, I fall down, fracture my skull, smash my bones and light still mocks my ambition, the whole universe laughs at my dream and I die and reborn by the sole grace of your glimpse over my decaying figure.

Thousands moons of hope and an eternity to say 'I love you'. I ache, fall and break but I still smile at the very sight of you"