HELLO??? HELLO???? HELLOOOOO THE FIVE ODDBALLS ANIME???????? HUHHHH I LEFT ENSTARS FOR A WEEK AND I GO

imagine...

dating nagi seishiro!♡

dear nito, a comic on shu itsuki letting go of his most beloved creation

Read Left to Right!

this is really old and my style improved a lot but I still hold this comic close to me. I will probably redraw it when I improve more in the future

Undead Hug headcanons.

I think about hugs way too often and have a lot of headcanons about them for some reason so here's Undead bc I love them <3

info ; gn!reader | sfw | fluff.

𝗥 𝗘 𝗜 .

His hugs are soft.

He'll hold you like you're delicate and fragile, almost as if he's in disbelief. How'd he get so lucky?

Hugs from behind while you work are his favorite, of course aside from coffin cuddles. He'll leave butterfly kisses all over your neck and shoulder, taking advantage of his lips behind so close to your ears and whispering to you all sorts of sweet nothings. He takes delight in the shivers that run down your spine at the feeling of his breath against your skin and his adoring words.

He may not be the strongest, but he'll attempt to pick you up from behind. Once you hear his spine crack, please wiggle out of his grasp otherwise he may end up hospitalized...

Around others, he'll often have an arm around your waist, or your arms linked. He's a gentleman.

He doesn't often have a smell, but when he does he smells like vanilla for some reason. It's a bit strong on the nose and Koga complains about it, but you find it pleasant.

𝗞 𝗔 𝗢 𝗥 𝗨 .

His hugs are playful.

He'll sneak up on you when distracted and pick you up, twirling you around just to hear your excited squeaks. Unlike Rei, he can handle your weight a lot better. And it's always worth it to hear you laugh whenever he does it.

He likes it when you sit between his legs with your back to his chest. He wraps around you completely like a koala. If you're doing homework, or playing video games, or watching a movie, or even just sitting there doing nothing on your phone - he will want you cuddled against him like that.

Will absolutely get bored of watching you do whatever it is you're doing eventually and start smothering you in kisses instead.

When hugging, expect your butt to be squeezed suddenly. He will take the smack like a champ.

Around others, will have an arm slung around your shoulders holding you close. You're his, and everyone must know!

He smells like coffee often. Lattes, cappuccinos, plain coffee, you name it. Depends on what coffee shop he sat in earlier.

𝗞 𝗢 𝗚 𝗔 .

His hugs are protective.

Don't expect any hugs at first though! He's gotta keep up the tough and cool lone wolf act! You're lucky he even accepted the relationship offer hmph!

Eventually his touch starved ass will want to indulge in the parts of a relationship that make the relationship.

Starting with hugs and cuddles, of course!

When he hugs you, it's almost like an attack. He's aggressive with the tightness and doesn't relent even when you whine about it. But it also feels as if he doesn't want you to get out of his arms, so you don't slip away.

But whenever you initiate the hugging, it's a different story. He'll be taken back for a few seconds, sitting there stiff. But if you dare and pet his hair... He's going to absolutely melt in your embrace. He's going to put his face in your chest and silently beg you to keep going. He can't recall the last time anyone was so soft to him, he claims to be a wolf but he's just a little puppy! Indulge him a bit more <3

He'd like to cuddle if you were sitting on his lap. He likes feeling big and protective!

Around others, he won't flaunt any PDA. But he miiight hold your hand if he's feeling nice <3

Honestly he just often smells like Leon...

𝗔 𝗗 𝗢 𝗡 𝗜 𝗦 .

His hugs are safe.

His arms are strong and his body is big and his physique is sturdy.

Whenever he hugs you, he's almost afraid he'll break you. He knows you're no porcelain doll, but he doesn't trust his strength, especially with the urge he always has to protect you.

It takes a bunch of attempts before he accepts your reassurance and starts tightening his hugs a bit more.

That doesn't make them feel any less safe though. His embrace is warm and you can feel his love for your radiating from it. His heart is always so full of adoration for you, absolutely melting whenever he sees you press yourself further into his hug with a smile on your face.

He likes spooning. He likes wrapping his big frame around yours and enjoying the warmth of the embrace. But if you want to be the big spoon then he won't complain, he thinks it's cute. Even if he'd prefer to see your face, it's still comfortable.

Around others, he has no shame. He'll sling you over his shoulder if he feels like it, he doesn't care. You're his partner, why should he feel ashamed to show it off? Why be secretive about it as if you two are in some affair? He'll kiss you and hold you close and hold your hand and hug you. In this world, it's just you and him.

He smells like meat. Makes him all the more nom-able.

COOKIE JAR!

when a new bakery opens up in your small town, both its indescribable pastries and michael kaiser, the ridiculously attractive patissier, become the talk of the town. you love chowing down on a little treat yourself, worn out from your responsibilities, although that comes at the cost of bravely fending off a certain lovestruck pastry chef…

gender neutral reader

content warning(s): patissier au

Life was all about balance. This was a lesson you learned very quickly once you entered the working world, the world of functional adults, the world of corporatism and responsibilities. You never had any real qualms with your job: it paid well, your work was never too much, and your coworkers were all pleasant.

But even then, it still meant that every night you clocked out of your office to go home, fatigue clung to your body in the same incessant way the bitter aftertaste of coffee clung to your mouth in the morning.

Life was truly about the silver lining. The details. The finer things in life. It was the reason why you focused so much on treating yourself for even the smallest things. In the great scheme of the universe and the inevitable march of time, the only thing that truly ever mattered was the joy you could wring out from your drab life.

And that was where Patisserie Munchen stepped into your life.

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tired of seeing people constantly flirting on every discord server i join .... I GET IT WE GET IT YOU TWO LOVE EACH OTHER VERY MUCH

OMGGTR THERE R SO MANY ENSTARS SMAUS NOW,,, BACK WHEN I WAS QUITE NEW TO THE ENSTARS FANDOM THERE'S THIS ONE NATSJME SMAU I ENCOUNTERED (it doesn't have chaps yet during that time) WHEN I WAS READING NATSJME X READER FANFICS HELFLF IM SO HAPPY THERE R NEW OTHER SMAUS NOW TOO

Ahhh that ballerina headcanons with bachira made my heart flutter >.< i do ballet myself and i’ve been feeling down about my performances as i feel like i’m not enough :( may i request for comfort scenario or HCs with Bachira? thank youuu <333

ah im so glad you enjoyed the ballerina hcs i didnt really know much about the dance genre so it was fun to learn about and such :)

thank you for requesting this!

— 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲

Bachira Meguru (Blue Lock) X Gn!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Comforting hcs + a scenario w/ bachira

if bachira were to ever find you upset in even the slightest, he is immediately by your side to try and cheer you up in every way possible

literally, he would try everything in existence just so you would feel better, even if it made him look stupid because the only thing he wants is for you to always be happy, and he will do anything to keep it that way

he would first buy you food, whatever it is you like that comes from a convenience store and isn't an actual meal and he's got it covered, he doesn't mind spending his money on you, plus he always gets big enough portions of food that you both can eat it

then he would try putting on a movie or tv show that he knows you really like, he somehow remembers which episodes are your favorites so he always puts those on to surprise you, a different show each time

if watching something doesn't help, then bachira would suggest you two just eat and go out somewhere afterward that might make you cheer up somehow

he is a very good listener so if all you want is to talk then he is completely okay with it, he has no problem with it

he will only do whatever you say you're okay with, which he always does, but especially when you're upset in some sort of way

and if nothing else worked he would just lie down with you and just cuddle until you feel better or fall asleep, whichever comes first it doesn't matter much to him

he would constantly be repeating how much he loves you and that nothing will change how he views you even if you were to do something so drastic people would usually hate someone for it because he just loves you so much

he would totally give you his clothes to wear while you're upset, especially his jackets and hoodies, he claims they look better on you than him

the moment bachira found out you were upset about something just by a simple text, he quickly abandoned his practice and rushed over to your house, well, not before getting something to eat for the two of you first, he always had to get food when he went over to your place. he knocked on the front door and immediately smiled brightly when you opened the door, "y/n!" but soon after seeing your expression, the smile dropped from his face, "oh, you're more upset than i thought, then," he mumbled under his breath. "i got food, though!" he said, holding up the two grocery bags he had in his hands that he got from the convenience store down the street from your place.

"thanks," you replied, taking the bags from his hands and opening the door wider, and starting to walk back to your room with bachira quickly following after you, closing the front door behind him. once making it to your bedroom, you sat back down on your bed and took the contents out of the bags and placing the food and drinks beside you but with enough space for bachira to sit down too.

"so," bachira started as he sat down next to you, "do you wanna watch a movie?" he asked, situating who had what food and drink before looking at you.

all you did was shrug in response, not feeling in the mood for watching something. bachira nodded silently, opening his drink and taking a sip from it, and then speaking, "is there anything you want to do, then?"

"i don't know," you answered, "can we just eat for now?"

"yeah, that's totally cool with me," bachira nodded again, starting to eat. after a few minutes of eating quietly, bachira spoke again, "so, do you wanna talk about it?"

"it's nothing really, just school stuff," you responded to him, looking up for a second to see him before back down at your food. "i did really bad on the test for math and it dropped my grade a lot."

bachira looked at you confused for a second, and then his face lit up as he pointed at you, "oh! you mean the one we did last week? you wanna know what i got on it? a 58," he laughed.

a short laugh came from you as well upon hearing his grade results, and you looked at him again, "well i didn't do that bad, at least," you said. "i don't know how you get grades like that."

"well, i don't really study now that i think about it," he said, putting his fingers on his chin as if he were thinking hard about something, "but you know, not everyone is great at every single subject! we all have our different strengths in which we are better in, like english over science or something. one bad grade isn't going to be like, the end of the world! it's just one out of like, i don't know like 50 different assignments and tests! so i think it'll all be perfectly fine!" he grinned at the end.

looking at him long for a few seconds, you then nodded, "yeah, i guess you're right."

bachira's already wide grin somehow grew even wider and he reached over the food and hugged you, "yay! does that mean you're happy again?!"

"yes, i'm happy again," you chuckled, hugging him back.

"good! because i love you! and it hurts me to see you upset in any way, so i'm glad you're happy again!" bachira told you, then proceeding to kiss your cheek.

"i love you too, meguru."

WHAT!!!!!

i ate too much candies now my bracket is on the verge of falling off

"kaiser?" you call from the bathroom, searching the cabinet with an urgency that easily tells him you started getting ready a little too late this morning. "are we out of pimple patches?"

he leans against the doorway, watching you with an easy smile on his face. "yep, i used 'em all."

"what? there were still 5 left when i last checked though?"

"yeah, i'm breaking out," he shrugs. "it's a tragedy."

you whip your head in his direction, a deep frown setting in your brows. "no, you're not, you liar."

"just take a look if you don't believe me."

"where?!" you demand, taking a step closer to approach him. you lean into his face, leaning so close that he can feel your warm breath against his cheek, only to find nothing but perfectly smooth, acne-free skin. you realize too late that it's just another one of his ploys and kaiser quickly turns his head to plant a loud, wet kiss on your cheek.

"haha! gotcha!"

you wipe your face with the back of your hand, clearly unimpressed. "you could've just said you wanted a kiss.”

"and where's the fun in that, darling?"

but kaiser's shenanigans don't stop there. as soon as you have your back to him again, he inches forward to wrap his arms around you, binding you so tightly that you can't even squirm in his hold.

"kaiser, let go," you giggle, your body swaying left to right thanks to his playful maneuvers.

"stop getting ready," he mumbles, now burying his face in the space where your shoulder meets your neck. "don't go. don't leave me."

"i have to," you whine, finally breaking free of his hold and attempting to resume your skincare routine sans pimple patches. kaiser, who doesn’t know what it means to give up, still latches onto you like a leech, this time snaking his arm around your waist so as not to disturb you getting ready.

"where are you even going so early?" he pouts.

you catch his eyes in the mirror. "i literally told you last night."

"i forgot."

"you weren't listening."

"maybe that too."

"typical."

"nah, i'm just joking. you're seeing your mom."

"why do i even put up with you..." you ask yourself, holding back a sigh.

"because you love me. anyway, can i come? i wanna see your mom. she loves me too."

"no, that's exactly why you can't. i'm not gonna spend my saturday morning having breakfast with my mom only to listen to her she gush about you."

"aw, you're scared she loves me more than you?"

"no way, she's my mom," you say immediately, but then you pause, and ponder the possibility for a moment that she does, actually, like kaiser more than you.

kaiser raises his brow with that knowing look on his face. "you sure about that?"

"stop making me doubt my own mother."

"it's okay, if she doesn't love you as much, i can make up for it."

"no, you can't."

"of course i can. the whole world isn’t enough to hold my love for you, darling,” he says, his tone slightly more serious this time. then, he rests his chin on your shoulder, tightening his grip around your waist ever so slightly. “when are you gonna be back?”

“i’ll be back for lunch.” you can’t help but soften when he does, and kaiser breathes in deep, catching the scent of lavender soap on your skin before placing an innocent kiss against your collarbone. “i won’t be too long, mihya, i promise.”

“…fine. i’ll be waiting for you.”

“i know.”

“don’t take too long,” he adds, as if you haven’t already assured him you wouldn’t.

“i won’t,” is all you say, turning your head to kiss his head.