Headcanon/Scenario

Headcanon/Scenario

How AIB men will handle you being insecure about your tummy.

Chishiya:

This man pays such great attention to detail, it’s actually crazy. Chishiya will notice you’ve changed your shirt from a crop-top to a regular tee. He’ll question you about it, knowing you’re having an insecure moment/day. “You know I like your stomach, right? You don’t have to hide it around me, or anyone for that matter,” he’ll reassure you, coming up to you as he wraps a snug arm around you protectively.

Arisu:

Cuddling with Arisu, he’ll grab around your waist, clutching you close as he caresses your stomach. When you move his hand and pull your shirt down, he’ll groan, already knowing what’s up. “Cut it out. Your stomach is cute and soft. Let me massage you,” he’ll whisper softly. You’ll cave in, sighing as he returns to rubbing the squishiness with a happy and child-like smile.

Aguni:

“Maybe I should start working out with you,” you’ll randomly blurt, hinting at your dislike for your belly. Confused and thrown-off, Aguni will turn to you, now curious as to why you’re saying this out of the blue. “I mean sure, babe. You know I don’t mind,” he’ll reply. “But why now? Where’s all this coming from?” Rolling your eyes, you’ll throw yourself back onto the bed, slapping your tummy. “This. This is where it’s coming from.” He’ll side-eye you extremely hard, coming down quickly to give your belly a ton of kisses. “Woman, if you don’t stop—you’re perfect.”

Niragi:

“I’m ordering takeout!” Niragi will shout from downstairs. “What do you want?” You’ll peer your head from the bedroom door to reply back. “Nothing—I don’t want anything.” He’ll squint his eyes perplexed, slowly but surely getting irritated. “Come down here,” he’ll demand. Sighing, you’ll drag your feet down the stairs, plopping down beside him on the couch. “What?!” You’ll exasperate impatiently. He’ll pop you on the forehead and thigh, ignoring your squeak at the assault as he says, “You know I like my woman with meat on her or else I have nothing to bite or grab. So, grow up. Now for the final time, what do you want to eat?”

Awwww. I love chubby tummys, they’re so fucking cute. — Ash <3

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Headcanon/Scenario

How the gorgeous men of AIB would react to walking in on you playing with yourself. 🙈

1. Chishiya:

Chishiya will return home from work earlier than expected. He’ll smirk to himself, hearing your hushed whimpers and moans outside the bedroom door, already aware of what's going on. When the door opens, you’ll be taken aback by his early arrival. His face will glow with amusement at your reaction and he’ll just simply tell you to carry on, leaning against the door to watch you cum.

2. Arisu:

Waking up from a nap on the downstairs couch, Arisu will come to the bedroom in hopes to cuddle up with you. Practically sleep-walking, he doesn’t end up hearing your moans at first. He’ll open the door and freeze in his place, only the lamp light on in the room, but providing enough light for him to know what’s happening. He’ll blush aggressively, turning away. “I’ll come back when you’ve finished,” he’ll awkwardly say, closing the door with the quickness.

3. Aguni:

Aguni will return home from his afternoon run, grabbing bottled water from the fridge, throat drier than a desert. Sweaty and sticky, he’ll be deeply in need of a shower. So, he’ll head to your shared room where you’ll already be. Little does he know, you’re already in the shower, using the detachable shower head to pleasure yourself. You would be at the height of your climax when Aguni walks in. There’s a delighted and lustful grin on his face. “Mmm,” he’ll growl, removing his shirt in one clean movement. “How about a round two?”

4. Niragi:

Currently on the game taking his frustrations out on it, Niragi will remove his noise-canceling headphones to take a break. His ears will immediately be blessed with your pretty sounds and he’ll come blazing into the bedroom, licking his lips at the sight of you pushing the penis-shaped toy deep into your wetness. He won’t be able to take his eyes off of you, walking up to you to remove the toy out of you and onto the floor. He’ll replace it with his fingers and tongue, using his piercing to assault and devour your clit and pussy. “Throw those fucking toys out…you don’t need them.”

OOOOOOO chile, I don’t know which is my favorite. But if I have to pick…Imma go with Niragis(I FEEL SO GUILTY CUZ HE IS EVIL). It’s just something about that mouth of his that…does it for me. Ooo wee. Which is your favorite? Leave me some requests! Message me! Do whatever children. Live free. I’m super interested in what yall would like me to write. <3 — Ash

Headcanon Ahead:

How the men of AIB would react to your butt getting bigger~

AHHHHHH! I’m so excited y’all. My first headcanon ever. I honestly feel pretty okay with this one. I feel like I captured the personality’s and mannerisms/behaviors of the characters pretty spot on. Especially with it being something that they’d never do in the show. We can only fantasize. Sigh. I hope y’all like it! No. I hope y’all love it and enjoy it as much as I did writing it. <3

Chishiya🤍: Chishiya is very observant; paying very close attention to detail, as we know. I say this to say, he’d notice the increase in size of your cute butt with pride that he’s apart of the reason that it’s gotten chunkier. He might even slip in a couple of smug and prideful jokes/compliments about it. Of course not without an amused little smirk on his face.

Arisu💙: Aw - our sweet and innocent ✨Arisu✨ He will shower you with tons of compliments - apologizing in between them so as to not come off as creepy or like he’s oversexualizing you. He’ll ask sweetly for your permission to touch and squeeze it lovingly(because consent is sexy), comparing the squish and softness to that of a cloud.

Aguni🖤: When it comes to Aguni, you would do something playful like walking in front of him, but purposely dragging your wagon agonizingly slow against his manhood. The action will send one of his eyebrows quirking upward to insinuate he’s willing to accept the challenge. All he will say is “oh?” As he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his sturdy upper body.

Niragi❤️‍🩹(I have an extreme, severely conflicted myriad of emotions about this man): You’ll walk past him/in front of him, butt appearing to have a bouncier jiggle to it when you do so. And of course, Niragi being the lust filled man that he is won’t be able to resist or control his arousal at the sight of it. He’ll pull you away into a dark and private place(or out in the open. He doesn’t give a rats ass), heavy breathing as he takes two firm handfuls of your ass. He’ll drop down to his knees, your body pressed up against a wall as he bites your bottom, softly but with purpose and hunger evident in each lovebite.

Welcome to my page! This was so fun to write, I just got lost into each scenario as I did. Imagining each one was too fun and cute. Let me know which is your favorite and if you feel like this is how these characters would respond in this situation 😏

ARISU 😍😚 *intense lip biting and behind the ear hair tucking*

Take It Off

Chishiya x female reader

⭐️Summary: You’re in the middle of getting dressed for your evening out with your friends when Chishiya spots your outfit choice (or lack thereof) and isn’t too happy about it…

Fresh out of the shower, you grab your favorite body oil and begin to graciously rub it into your skin, giving your body a luminous and soft appearance.

A couple of your close friends since college, have invited you out to a hookah lounge for the first time and you can’t even contain your excitement at the invitation.

Plus — now you have an excuse to wear the explicit dress you recently purchased. It’s out of your comfort zone and you don’t typically wear revealing things if your boyfriend isn’t with you, but what’s the worst that can happen?

You apply your deodorant and perfume and then head for your shared room with Chishiya.

Standing in front of your full-body mirror, you slide your stretchy dress on, your body fitting into it like a glove. You feel confident in your skin as you look at yourself with a smile.

You spot Chishiya staring at you in the reflection and immediately get shy. That sly and sneaky cat. You didn’t even hear his footsteps yet there he is in the doorframe; seemingly out of thin air.

You turn to him timidly. “Do I look pretty?”

He leans against the doorframe, a mix of contradicting expressions on his face: is it distaste? Disgust? Anger? Or lust?

“You look edible,” he says finally after what seemed like a millennium of studying you.

“Thank you, baby,” you respond — not without a strong flush to your cheeks. “It’s not too much though, right?”

“It’s not enough,” he replies simply and possessively.

Your face scrunches up at the hasty and mean reply. Huh?

“What do you mean? You said you like it—“

“Stop it,” he snaps, his tone darker. “You know exactly what I mean. I’ll rip the eyeballs out of any man's sockets who see you in that. And I mean it.”

It’s nearly impossible to restrict yourself from giggling and smirking when you catch on to what’s going on: his protective instincts are showing.

You decide to mess with him a little to egg him on. “Well…I suppose you better bring your A-game, Shun. That’s gonna be a lot of eyeballs by the end of the night.”

He damn near hisses in impatience at your smart-mouth reply, but manages to stay cool. “Yeah. That’s funny and all. Take it off.”

He’s about to turn back out the door and leave, thinking he’s made himself crystal clear, but you decide to test the waters. Play around with him a little bit.

“Stop fucking telling me what to do.” Just as soon as you say it, you feel bad for cussing at him, watching him turn dead in place. But the slightly sadistic side of you can’t resist. Chishiya is a really good and down-to-earth boyfriend to you; he’s not overly jealous, he respects you and loves you and he’s not a controlling man despite what one may think because of the current situation. There are just some things he doesn’t particularly care for. Some things he just won't let fly if he can help it.

He begins to walk up to you and you tense up, the tension and anticipation exhilarating to you. You’re sick with yourself at how much pleasure you derive from setting this man off. You know it’s not healthy. But you also know how to balance your bad cravings well.

He chuckles and gently but authoritatively wraps his warm hand around your neck, as he stares at you. Without a waver or shake in his eyes he says, “Take it off and change…or you won’t like me when I force it off you.”

He lets go of your neck, his hard and stony gaze the same as he waits for you to obey him.

The harsh thumping and throbbing in your pussy is overwhelming as the room shifts into a more dark and risky atmosphere. The idea of playing with fire arouses you beyond measure. It is just simply intoxicating.

“I’ll. Do. What. I. Want,” you enunciate every word sharply, popping your t’s at the end. The mixture of being terrified and turned on is manic. Outright hysteria. But once you’ve taken flight, there’s no landing that plane — not anytime soon.

His eyebrow raises, a scarily calm and accepting look on his face. For a second there, your bratty and defiant little attitude falters at the surprising reaction. Hm. What’s he playing at?

“You sure about that?” He asks, giving you one final opportunity to fix yourself. When you stare at him defiantly, he takes this as your answer.

“Okay,” he says, shrugging as he walks out the bedroom door and leaves you there. Dazed and confused.

Slightly upset and dispirited, you sigh and walk out after him to apologize. Maybe you’ve struck a nerve this time. This thought alone results in you feeling guilty.

“Chish—”

Like magic, he grips you up by your throat with more force this time as he pushes you back into the room. His hold on you is firm as if you weigh pennies to nothing.

Of course, you gasp at the unforeseen action, your stomach dropping to the floor in fear and excitement.

“You still got this string of fabric you call a “dress” on?” The depth and vibrato of his voice tickle the back of your throat as he’s practically talking into your mouth. You can’t help but leave it agape in this predicament which is the thief of every attempt at breathing.

“I…I was just coming to apologize first, Chi—”

“I told you to undress,” he reiterates, eyes so sharp and precise they can cut fruit. “That should have been your priority. Not apologizing.”

“You’re right.” You whimper, adrenaline blazing through you like a big ball of lightning. “I’m sorry — I’ll take it off now baby.”

You stifle out a breath when he pushes you onto the bed, the gravity and force of the shove causing you to bounce up on your bottom.

“Be quiet, y/n,” he seethes, pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles. “I don’t want to hear a peep from you.”

Your body turns against you, a quivering and helpless mess. You have no idea what he’s gonna do to you.

“On your hands and knees. Ass up. Now.”

You don’t waste any time, your body moves quicker than your mind can even process. “Okay.”

“I thought I said to be quiet you hardheaded brat,” he reminds you sternly, the insult making you wet between the thighs. “Don’t move.”

You slouch down on your elbows, seemingly forgetting just that quickly you’re not supposed to. A harsh and unexpected blow to your left ass cheek jolts you back up on your hands. Your eyes widen and you hold your mouth open in shock. You almost piss yourself at the loud and painful slap, making it hard to be quiet.

“Hold your fucking position.” Still recovering from the first smack to your ass, two more replace what was once vanishing pain.

Three more blows are inflicted on the same cheek without mercy, making it hard for you to breathe let alone keep the position. Even though it hurts and stings like hell, it also turns you on so much and makes you a hot, wet mess.

He grabs you by your waist and forces you to sit back up. You cry out when he doesn’t even let a second go by before assaulting both your cheeks with six more hard smacks this time.

“No noises either.” Eight more blunt and relentless whacks against your behind. You fight back whimpers and yelps at every hit, knowing your ass is raw and sore.

He rewards you well for taking the hits obediently—sliding your dress up and over your head to rub your arched back and ass.

“You did a good job.” He gets down on his knees behind you, grabbing both of your tender and sensitive cheeks to place wet kisses on them. “You smell nice, sweet girl.”

The wetness from his lips burns the freshly delicate skin on your bum, but also tingles soothingly.

A moan of relief mixed with fatigue struggles its way out of you. Still unsure if you can make noises though, you bite your bottom lip as if to seal it shut.

Chishiya bites your thighs benevolently, indicating he’s now merciful. He proceeds to kiss, suck, and lick up your thighs, his mouth and tongue getting dangerously close to your pussy lips each time.

You quiver uncontrollably, panting desperately. The teasing and nibbling are satisfying and sweet. You yearn for more though as he continues.

“I can’t,” you croak, barely able to hold yourself up on your forearms any longer. Your arousal begins to leak down your thighs, signaling to Chishiya the torture of not being touched has successfully reached its prime. He likes the sight of your juicy thighs shaking, knowing his torture tactics mess you up.

He grins darkly, getting off on making you wait — making the build-up to the wreck in which he intends to make you unbearably suffocating.

A taunting but loving smack to your thigh is felt, making you flinch and sigh in agony. Chishiya then turns you over on your back as he remains on the floor on his knees.

“You did well, yeah?” He places your leg over his shoulder and slowly, covering every area of your pulsating opening licks you there with a flat, wide, and sopping wet tongue. “Maybe next time you’ll listen to me the first time.”

An indescribable feeling pours itself into you, your eyes rolling involuntarily to the back of your head violently. You arch your back to a perfect curvature, pussy propped up against his mouth.

Messing around with Chishiya is no joke. This man knows how to completely and utterly fuck you up.

“I’m sorry,” you apologize, attempting to stay still as he places about ten more soft and deliberately long licks against you. Your attempt fails though, each drawn-out swipe of his dexterous tongue applying more pressure on your delicate area. At this point, you’re nearly wheezing from a jumble of overwhelming sensations and emotions.

“I believe you,” he replies, that warmness in his voice finally returning. He kisses your pussy with lewd and wet kisses that make it hard for you to even get a sound out let alone a breath. This man is the thief of the oxygen that supply’s your body.

He brings himself to his feet, stamina impeccable from having previously been on his knees. The rock-hard print in his pants in front of you makes your current ache throb with intensity.

You watch him as he unties his joggers, a submissive look in your sleepy eyes.

This time, both your legs are placed securely on his sturdy and supportive shoulders. He smacks your thighs again and then squeezes the plush, soft spots while sliding inside of you. It’s almost scary how insanely perfect his member fits into you; like a puzzle piece. Almost as though your pussy was made to be his specifically.

Your eyes roll back again, back arching while you bring your hands up to your breasts. The girth and warmth fill you up entirely, making your whole body hot. He feels even better than he usually does, buried deep inside of you.

Chishiya groans ecstatically, throwing his head back as he fucks you slowly at the edge of the bed. He grabs both of your legs on either side of his head like the handles on a rollercoaster and begins to pound into you with intention and pace.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he compliments you, now placing one of your legs back hanging off the bed. He grabs onto your leg that’s still up with both arms and pushes even harder into you, working his hips to hit every inch of your opening. He grips your thigh tightly, fucking you with no mercy now.

Tears threaten your eyes at how good everything he’s doing to you feels. Against your will, the floodgates let loose and you begin to sob and whine, unable to take in the level of intensity of the pleasures you’re experiencing.

Chishiya quickly notices your overwhelm and sets down your other leg, climbing on top of you for closeness and comfort. He re-enters you at a gentle speed in the beginning before speeding back up to reach that amazing momentum again.

You wrap your legs around him, the closeness offering an even greater amount of access into the spongy and soft part of your dripping wet pussy. You bring him close to you, the warmness and his fresh scent calming your overstimulation. You breathe him in deeply as he rides you out.

He continues to breathe deeply next to your ear a delicious moan every so often. Between that and the sounds of your wet pussy being severely pounded, is so dirty yet gratifying. You edge closer to your release and claw at his back, nails digging crescents into it. You start to squirt all over him, his dick persistently hitting the spot that sends you over.

“Holy fuck,” Chishiya sputters, seeming to be just as a mess as you. The sweat on his temples causes strands of his jet-black hair to stick to his forehead. The visual is so striking and sexy to you. “Look at you. Look at how you squirt for me.”

Purposely, you squeeze your walls, tightening his length inside, fucking him back. You see the look in his eyes darken when he starts to feel the gesture. A look of desire and pride at you taking initiative.

“Shit, that’s good y/n,” he tells you, his face glistening a pretty glow. That's what good pussy will do to a man that deserves it.

You tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging it lightly to kiss him. You feel your orgasm coming, but you don’t break from the kiss, holding him in place as he strikes that spot for you.

You come before him, mouth froze in place with no sound escaping it until you start to gasp harshly and powerlessly. You’re almost on the brink of tears again.

About six more thrusts after you, Chishiya comes also, his body nearly convulsing.

You’ve never seen his eyes roll back, but the captivating image leaves you wanting to fuck him all over again. Just to see it again.

He strains his voice, his deep and guttural groans sending a vibration through your tingling tummy. Watching him orgasm is one of the best parts of fucking him.

He looks down at your face which is still red and sprinkled with sweat. A look of disbelief and supreme fulfillment on his features.

“I don’t even know what to say to you right now,” he says panting in between words. Sex like that will leave you wondering how it's even possible to feel that good.

You can barely move, the sensitivity of every part of your cells and nerves paralyzing you.

“I fucking love you,” you say, looking up at him, searching his hazy and tired eyes. He smirks cheekily and without taking his dick out of you, flips you over on top of him. Even after all of that he still manages to have some energy.

You sit resting on top of him, eyes never leaving his. Good dick and good love will make a woman crazy over her man. It’s insane.

“I love you too, sweet girl,” he reciprocates. You feel his dick twitch inside of you when you smile at him and lean down to kiss him.

Your phone rings and you and Chishiya both share a knowing smirk before you answer it.

“Girl! Where the hell are you? We’ve been at this lounge for damn near an hour now,” your friend barks over the phone. You try not to laugh as you hold eye contact with Chishiya before replying.

“Sorry love. I’ll be there a little late. Wait up for me, okay?” You hang up before she can say anything and sit your phone down, thinking of what you’re going to wear now.

“So…” you start, raising a brow at him suggestively. “Jeans? Can’t go wrong with those, yeah?”

He nods, chuckling at you. “Yeah. I like the sound of that.”

Heyyyyy y’all! This one is suuuper long, it took me forever to write omg. But I literally love it, like!!!! I’m a sucker for some good smut, YALL its crazy. And to be honest with you all, I’m all for wearing whatever you want when you go somewhere. Just put the damn clothes on dang! But the idea of being punished for trying to dress a little revealing sounds just… mouthwatering — if its Chishiya telling you to take it off though. Eff the others lol. It’s funny because I actually ordered a dress similar to the one above and that’s kinda what motivated me to write this! The ways in which we find inspiration is inspirational within itself! Thanks for the read. I poured my SOUL into this one. — Ash <3