#the flags x reader

Pianoman:

he’s always busy, but strangely enough, whenever you ask, he’s always free

for some reason, whenever you’re in the room you’re like… the only thing on his mind and he forgets whatever he was doing before

I can see pianoman being a huge sweetheart for some reason

like… He’s the leader of the Flags, but at the same time he kind of acts like a care-taker a little bit

he just cares very deeply for his comrades and you, of course

his love languages are quality time and acts of service, but he likes to receive physical touch

this man is touch starved, so please give him a little hug when he’s stressing over deadlines and being hard on himself (since he’s a perfectionist)

speaking of physical touch: he LOVES back hugs, receiving them and giving them

he’ll be looking over at some copies of fake notes that he was working on with a frown on his face and -oh- there’s his sweet little bug squeezing him so much that he completely forgot what he was doing (he doesn’t care though, he loves you)

he’s only really affectionate when you both have a moment alone, but he won’t complain if you want a kiss or for him to hug you for a moment

when you two are alone though, he likes to give you surprise kisses or hugs; tends to be really clingy sometimes depending on how tired he is, but if you want space, he’ll listen to you

I feel like sometimes though, if he does initiate PDA, he likes to tease you: if you’re sitting on his lap, he’ll put a hand on your thigh, but then it’ll slowly trail up a little bit higher when he thinks your not paying attention, if he puts his head on your shoulder while you’re talking to someone, he might leave butterfly kisses on the side of your neck

he likes to tease you for sure, and isn’t satisfied until your a tomato…

nicknames for him… I think he’d use nicknames that are a little dorky because he likes to embarrass you, saying: “love bug” or “hot stuff” or “steady” (really old ass, from the 50’s nicknames)

“ You know, (Y/N) likes to call me studmuffin,” he brags to Chuuya, nudging the poor boy on the elbow.

“ Please leave me alone.”

I had to make the stupid reference… im sorry LMFAO

but when he’s feeling a little romantic, he’ll call you “honey”

he’s definitely good at comforting you, considering that he literally drops everything just to pay attention to you

will study every detail on your facial expression the moment that you walk in the room, but if you’re in a bad mood he won’t push you

gives you a back hug and a small kiss on the side of your head and asks if you’re ok and if you want anything

listens if you want to vent, or will leave you alone if you want. Anything you need? He’s there to take care of you.

just want to cry and lay down for a bit, that’s fine with him. He’s not the best singer, but he tries to hum to you

can he cook? He can, but I can also see him just preferring to order take out

at the end of the day, he tends to just be really tired, so cuddling up on the couch with you and some take out is enough for him (if you cook, even better, but he might want to help because he feels bad)

he’s a big spoon

when I saw that question I was like: How does this man sleep? In my brain, he’s a side sleeper, and he’d prefer to be the big spoon

when he’s drifting off to sleep, he likes to whisper sweet nothings to you

though, does he sleep? No not really, you have to drag him way from his desk and if he doesn’t budge just kiss him on the forehead and tell him to join you (he’ll end up joining you like 5 minutes later)

in conclusion, sweet bf, but also busy and tired (please give him forehead kisses)

Lippman:

Lippman is romantic as fuck

like you cannot tell me he’s got the rizz, Doc literally said he has a silver tongue (what else that tongue do *cough*)

he’s always holding your hand in his

his hands are very warm and gentle, and when he holds yours, he’s holding it very gingerly, not tugging too hard and only squeezing your hand to comfort you

love languages are gift giving and physical touch, he loves receiving words of affirmation

being an actor with may fans abroad, he hears a lot of praise from others, but none of their words mattered nearly as much as yours do

like you could just be complimenting him on how he styled his hair one day, and it’s like… the only thing he’s talking/thinking about

early on in your relationship together, he was quite shy actually: didn’t really initiate affection because sitting next to you made him feel nervous, but one day you grasped for him hand and now he just never let go

like I’m telling you, if you two are at home, he will not let go of your hand (even when he’s cooking)

speaking of cooking, he’s an amazing cook, but he’s also (similar to pianoman) busy as hell

he often likes to cook with you, enjoying your presence and closeness as you both work together to make a nice meal

he’s fine with PDA, but only if it’s PG… like he gets shy kissing you on the lips in public, but he’ll hold your hand (because he loves your hands :) )

if you initiate PDA, he won’t complain though

he’s far too shy to tell you no, and he also enjoys making you happy

seeing you happy makes him happy

nicknames for you are old romantic, but not in a dorky way. He likes to use nicknames in a different language sometimes: “mon cherié”, “cariño”

he also definitely uses “darling” and if he’s in a more excited mood, he calls you “sunshine” or “my flower”

“ There’s my pretty sunshine!,” he’d smile, as you’d run up to him and give him a hug.

comfort from him is >>>

he seems shy, but when he gets worried about you, he sort of goes into mom mode

he’s a little pushy, but if he notices you’re upset, he stops immediately

will hold you if you’re upset, and he has a sweet voice, so hearing him talk or sing will calm you down immediately

after comforting you, he’d take care of you for the rest of the day

you have work to do at home? No, you don’t, he’s going to make you tea and tell you how well beautiful you are

I can see him being very strict about his sleep schedule

he cringes at the thought of himself having wrinkles because he slept the wrong way, so he tries to go to bed at a certain time and wakes up at a certain time (mafia orders and job stuff are an exclusion though)

sometimes he goes to sleep earlier than you do, but he doesn’t mind if you interrupt him to crawl under his arms

for him, he definitely prefers to face you his sleep: he can see you face when he wakes up and nothing will make him happier

if he’s really tired though, he might like burying his head in your chest as your massaging his head with your hands

he’ll let out a soft groan before falling right to sleep

he doesn’t mind holding you either though: you being the little spoon or resting your head on his chest

likes to kiss your eyelids before he goes to bed ;;-;;

soft romantic bf, can be shy, but he tries this best to make you happy

doesn’t care just as long as there’s a smile on your face

Iceman:

Iceman is very much a lone wolf, but with you it’s “I literally hate everyone else, but I will give the world to you”

he can and will kill for you, rest assured you are very protective

though despite his rough exterior, he’s a kind man

honestly, he doesn’t really care so much for PDA, but he gladly accepts any form of affection you give him

he’s most likely not the one that initiated it, but the only time’s he does is if he’s talking with the others: he often gestures for you to come over to sit on his lap (and you do so, because who would say no-)

or if he doesn’t initiate PDA, it’s usually out of jealousy or to show people that your his

like let’s say you’re talking with someone for a bit too long, he’s probably going to slide a hand on your waist and giving you a soft kiss on the cheek, telling you that you both have to leave (you got no where to go, he’s just wants you attention instead-)

this man has the best kisses, like if anything those are what make your heart flutter the most

it doesn’t matter what kind of kiss he gives you: one of the cheek, a short peck, etc, it still makes you feel somewhat flustered and a tomato (which he grins at)

he doesn’t seem like the type, but he likes to tease you in more of a subtle way.

You were putting on a pair of pants and adjusting them at your hips: zipping up the front zipper and button. You then reached over to the side to find a belt, only to realize that it wasn’t there. Suddenly, hands slipped around your waist and you realized that Iceman was doing you belt for you.

“ These pants compliment your waist quite well,” he whispered gently into your ear. It almost sounded like a bit of a growl. You felt your chest flutter as you let him do his thing. Though before anything else happened, he buckled your belt together and slipped his hands away, walking away as if nothing happened.

nicknames for you are simple. He doesn’t want to do anything more ambitious and he feels proud that he can call you simple nicknames: “love” and “babe” or “baby”

those nicknames make you feel flustered either way… so I mean

He notices you trying to reach something that was on the top shelf, but stops you. Getting you off the counter, and reaching for it himself,” Let me help you, Love.”

he’s the kind of man that lana del ray writes in her music *cough*

he LOVES YOUR WAIST: he’s always touching it

sometimes he’ll place a gentle hand on the side of your waist while passing you, he’ll take any chance he can to pick you up by the waist (and sit you down on the kitchen counter *cough*), slow dancing with his hands resting just a top your hips while you both listen to his old records

he’s just… always touching ur waist all the time

likes to do a lot of the heavy work for you like if you’re moving something large, or carrying bags

he only does it because he knows you’re entirely capable, he just doesn’t want you to ever lift a finger if he’s around

love languages are physical touch and acts of service

he’s a sweet comforter, but he most likely doesn’t say much

he’s always listening and he’ll do whatever you ask of him, but he just prefers actions over words

will hold you until you fall asleep if you were crying, he wipes your tears too :(

will not feel rested until your completely asleep next to him

the way he holds you is definitely you laying on his chest with your ear to his heart while he’s lying on his back with an arm slung around your waist

definitely does that really sweet thing where he’ll caress your side in circles

he smokes before he goes to bed, but if it bothers you, he’ll stop (or just smoke outside)

always makes sure that before he leaves for work that you’re awake (even if you’re half-awake), happy, and with a cup of tea/coffee

conclusion: lone wolf kind of lover aka everything that I want *cough*

Doc:

I feel like in a romantic relationship to him, there are very few moments where it seems romantic to the public eye

though in between you two, I can see it being very shy love

he tends not to initiate much affection, but you can quite literally see it in his eyes that he’s begging

at first, it seemed rather creepy and you thought he didn’t like you all that much, but in reality he was just silently asking for your attention

Doc is the kind of person that stands… really really close to you, so much that you’re a little bit uncomfortable and when you turn around and look at him, he smiles

he doesn’t initiate PDA at first, allowing you to show affection

he loves receiving head pats from you, it makes him feel proud of himself

though, when he started getting comfortable between the two of you, he likes to lay on you

like I’m talking… laying on your thighs, head on your shoulder, he likes to lean on you

since he’s rather sickly, he tends to be really cold quite often, so to him, you’re his personal heater

isn’t one to kiss you on the lips unless he’s feeling really passionate: a kiss on the cheek or on the forehead is enough for him

usually prefers to receive affection then give it, BUT he’s working on it, and for now standing next to him is enough

love language is very much quality time

he just likes to sit next to you, even if you’re not touching or saying anything

the silence with him is always comfortable with him, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

the nicknames that he uses are really simple, but weird, yet strangely sweet like “happy pill” or “bug”

As he enters your room, he crosses his arms as he looks around for you. “ Hey, where’s my happy pill…WOAH-!”

You quickly tackled him into a hug. Though not hard enough for him to fall over. Doc let out a small smile as you hugged him albeit a little roughly.

his comforting doesn’t really come out very often

for example: let’s say you get injured

he’ll turn into a completely different person, rather serious and focused when he’s treating you

but if you are in pain, he’ll be holding onto you gently as he’s trying to patch you up

he hushes you if you wince from the pain

can he cook? Nope, and he doesn’t really try to either

because he’s a doctor, he tends to be busy and doesn’t really have much time to take care of himself

so either his subordinates deliver food to him, or you deliver him food (which he’s very grateful for)

I can see him being the kind of person who sleeps on his back, or on you… like from earlier

he’ll very easily fall asleep on your lap if you hand is touching his hair, but to be honest he’ll sleep anywhere

this man does not sleep, so if you offer your shoulder for him to lean on, he’ll most likely knock out

he takes naps anywhere… sleeps anywhere, so it’s quite hard to get him to sleep in a bed

anyways, if you’d like to sleep next to him, he usually lifts his arms so that you can nuzzle into his side as he lies on his back

if you’re too scared to be near him though, he might just hold your hand as you both fall asleep next to each other

he likes watching you sleep though, so sometimes he’ll just prop himself up on a pillow with a book while holding your hand in his other

in conclusion: he’s a quiet and sweet lover

Albatross:

PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE PUPPY LOVE

he quite literally follows you every where

you’re going to the store? Ok, he wants to take you for a ride on his motorcycle. You’re going to go get some coffee at that cafe downstairs? He’s already throwing on his jacket. You’re just getting up to go get another snack? Well, he’s not going to let you leave his arms, so up he goes with you.

he’s always hugging you, doesn’t matter what you’re both doing

greets you with a hug, says goodbye with a hug, will just… hug you if you’re standing within proximity of him

I can also see Albatross taking his little furry jacket vest thing and putting it on you, as well as his sunglasses

no, you cannot argue with him, he’s going to do it anyways if you’re both having a casual moment together

as you can see from just now, he LOVES PDA

he loves to receive it, loves to give it

he’s always holding your hand, or waist, or has his head on your shoulder or on top of your head if you’re standing in front of him, is always hugging you

once again, no you cannot argue with him, he will probably cry, you haven’t tried to argue with him though… but you have a feeling that he would cry

sometimes you tend to forget that he’s behind you, and someone will end up pointing it out (usually Chuuya… the other Flags are used to it)

he lets you braid his rat tail and doesn’t take it out until you do, and you only take it out if you want to redo it

love languages are physical touch and quality time, he loves to receive physical touch back (please hug and kiss him, he enjoy it even if it’s a small thing)

can and will take you out for his midnight drives and shenanigans

once dragged you out of bed so that you could both go to the beach and run into the water (you were both still in your night wear, but seeing him laughing and smiling made you happy too)

he likes driving a lot faster than normal just so that you can cling onto him, his makes butterflies go absolutely HAM in his stomach

nicknames for you are cutesy, he doesn’t really like traditional nicknames and sometimes they remind him of Lippman and it makes him cringe

he likes to call you “Dumpling” or “Marshmallow”… maybe he’s just hungry, I don’t know

“ Dumplin’, can you pass me the wrench that’s in that toolbox next to you over there?”

speaking of wrenches, he feels happy whenever you visit him at his garage

you can just sit there and listen to him talk for hours on end while he fixes things up

he leaves his toolbox next to you on purpose just so that you can hand it to him

I can imagine that if you hand him a tool and he’s laying on his back under a car on one of those rolley cart things

instead of reaching out for it with his hand, he’ll quickly roll up and take it from you, but not before swiping his stained hand on your cheek and giving you a quick kiss

he’s just silly… and he likes to give you little form of affection

DO NOT LET THIS MAN COOK OH MY GOD

he may be great at cars and boats and planes, but do not let him cook

he will somehow find a way to burn the kitchen by just touching the pan with the stove off

though despite being a shitty cooker, he’s a big foodie

he loves to eat literally everything and tries new things because he heard a review

if you bring him to a new restaurant, he’ll be taking photos of his food and be reviewing it as he eats it

I can see him sleeping sprawled out on the bed, if you join him, he’ll unconsciously cling onto you like a magnet

he’s a pretty deep sleeper, but he’s always looking for you in his sleep

if you leave, he’ll whine and try to look for you even if with his eyes closed

in conclusion: he’s very much in his puppy love era, and his face is always red when he’s talking to you… he’s a blushy boy around you

Chuuya:

he’s very much a tsun, so it might be quite hard for him to get close to you, or even show affection

though, just know that despite how much he acts like he doesn’t like your affection, he recretly loves it

he fell first and harder mind you

he treats you like literal royalty behind closed doors though

Chuuya’s not really one for PDA, and he’s not going to initiate it under any circumstance

the only reason is because he has a tendency to want to continue to show his rough exterior out in public

he can get kind of awkward if you initiate it, but will relax into it after a while

though, when he greets you in public he’s a gentlemen: he’ll even kiss your hand and lead you places by the hand sometimes

though that’s about it

behind doors though, he’s… so clingy

bike the moment that you close the door, he already has his arms around your waist

if he kisses you anywhere, it’s on your neck, and he does it in the most dramatic way possible

he’ll take one of your hands in his as he’s behind you and he’ll let out a short breathe on your neck before kissing gently

don’t get him wrong though, he still loves to kiss your lips

if anything, he’s addicted to your taste

love languages are gift giving and acts of service

I just know this man will literally get you anything just to make you happy

expensive jewlery? No problem, baby. You want that coat that’s over a thousand dollars? It’ll be in your closet in a couple of days.

this man is loaded so… (MAKE HIS POCKETS HURT)

he definitely does a lot of things around the house if he’s not busy

the moment that he’s home, all house chores as his now and if you argue with him, he’s going to sit you up on the kitchen counter and uh… yeah.

anyways, he likes to help around the house when he can: if you made dinner, he’s doing the dishes. Even if he made dinner, no, sit down, he’s still going to do the dishes

he simply just doesn’t want you to lift a finger and wants you to sit pretty on the couch and enjoy yourself for a moment

speaking of cooking, yes… he can cook and he’s REALLY good at it

he had no former way of teaching himself other than wanting to find a new hobby, and oh my god if the dishes that he makes aren’t literally amazing

he enjoys cooking dishes that go well with his wine depending on what he felt like drinking from his collection

nicknames that he uses are simple and easy, but they get to the point. He’ll use nicknames like “doll” or “sweet stuff”; not as simple as ice man, but he likes them

He wraps his arms around you as you were cooking dinner,” How was your day, doll? Whatcha makin’?”

I can see him comforting a lot similar to iceman

he’ll listen quietly to literally anything you ask

if you want to be held, he’ll lay down on the couch and hold you in his arms as you’re laying down on top of him

will use his ability to make you both float away from the surface for a moment: something that he used to do that always calmed him down

he likes to caress your hair, so let him when he’s trying to comfort you.

if he’s sleeping with you, he’s definitely a spooner and he is the big spoon

he snores for sure, but he never loosens his grip if he’s holding onto you

Pianoman:

you are a goose! (A white feathered goose to be specific)

Why? Because apparently gooses are a symbol of perfection (the internet’s take, not mine-)

I was actually going to change this until I realized that 1. Geese can be violent and 2. This is actually highkey a perfect animal for disguise… sort of

You are the Mafia’s spy/assassin goose

Let’s be real here, I can see that actually kind of being badass, ok? Imagine you’re just chilling at the park, and you don’t even know that you’re being spied on by A GOOSE!!!

You got wings if your ability is a little stubborn to deactivate. They’re very pretty :) Pianoman admires them; will ask to get your clothes tailored so they can sprout out when you’re relaxed

Enjoys the warmth when you wrap your wings around him; he’ll let out a soft hum too

Pianoman will sometimes place a pretty red ribbon with a bell on it around your neck in your full goose form so that he doesn’t lose track of you, your small in your goose form! He wants to make sure he can hear your waddling and the bell too (*a;ldkfj;alskdjf fluffy pianoman thoughts*)

I can see him helping you prune your wings as well; having the goose as an ability is nice until you get sudden back pain :(

He’ll take a seat behind you while you are sitting at the end of the bed shirtless and help you pluck old feathers (and whatever else he can do without hurting you too much)

You always apologize for making him do all of this for you as his hands are already calloused from counting money, but he doesn’t mind as long as it’s you

Pianoman would reassure you by placing a kiss on the side of your head while continuing to help you

Yeah, your full goose form is really cute, but also… he’s very aware of how deadly you can be

Sharp teeth and big wings… you could potentially lure someone to death if you wanted

He enjoys hearing how you kill people, finds it impressive too!

I feel like he’d enjoy giving you a lot of cute chokers in your human/goose form :D he sometimes gets creative and changes up the colors/ruffles/shape of the bell

A;sldkfj;asldkf I feel like he likes to play piano/sing to you if you’re around in your goose form; he’ll smile as he watches you waddle around a bit before turning back into your human form

Hyonk (im sorry I was being a silly goose with this one) [that was solandiss’s joke]

Lippmann:

you are a fox!

I can see you making the little cute noises that fox’s make when they’re trying to talk

He understands what you’re trying to say, and only him; it’s like both of your own secret language :3 (he just responds back to you in a human language though-)

Likes to pet you in your full-fox form, he enjoys how soft you are and you enjoy laying in his lap because he’s warm

Would tease you if you think you’re in you have your tail/ears out while you’re in somewhat of a human form

He’d probably pull on them at first, not believe that they’re real, you’d probably yelp and slap his hand away

He still does that, but pulls more gently :) he likes hearing the little noises you make

You’re probably a lot faster than him sometimes if you’re both on a mission together

Imagining him trying to be stealthy, but he’s kind of slow in your eyes, so you quickly turn into a fox and run off

He’s happy to see you bringing back a freshly bloody hand from your mouth and placing it at his feet

Idk why, but I can see him making you little boots for your paws when you’re in your fox form… you don’t wear them at first, but one day it gets cold so you put them on (you tried to make it so he couldn’t see you, but he saw… he has a photo of it

Likes to caress your cheek and look at your eyes; they may still look a little bit animalistic after using your fox form, but he loves you all the same (probably thinks it’s hot…)

Will groom you in your fox form because it not only soothes you, but enjoys watching you fully relax in his lap

Iceman:

you are a wolf! (Specifically a grey wolf)

He doesn’t say much, and neither do you when you’re in your wolf form, but he enjoys having you around when you’re in your wolf form

You’re both literally perfect for each other

Iceman’s a pretty stealthy person, and while a wolf is kind of obvious in public, you both probably look badass as hell next to each other

He’ll like… point at the person you both have to kill and you’ll instantly lunge at them and like… violently rip their head off

You’re probably like… really warm to him; even if you’re in your full human form, you’re just an absolute heater

He’ll enjoy the warmth from you, wrapping his strong arms around you and nuzzling his nose into your shoulder

Iceman likes to pet you a lot, but he’s the only person that you let do that to you

Is impressed by your vision at night, mainly because he can’t see out of one of his eyes; so in that way, you’re both work quite well together

I can see a lot of soft eskimo kisses :))

You both don’t talk much, but you both also seem to know exactly what’s on each other’s mind; sort of similar to Lippmann’s, but you both don’t need to say a single word, just giving each other a single glance

A;lsdkfjas;ldkfj imagining you missing him if he’s away abroad, and him coming back and you tackling him in your wolf form =w= so cute

You got that dawg in u

Albatross:

YOU’RE A CROW! A BIG ASS CROW (I love crows so much guys)

You make the cool clicking noises in your crow form when he pats your stomach

Has a bird handling glove whenever you’re working together so that you can rest on his forearm; or sometimes he’ll just rawdog it and leave his arm out for you to land on (you gotta be gentle though, cause you could accidentally hurt him with your talons; he also just doesn’t mind though)

Tries to feed you birdseed/nuts as a joke when your on his arm; you usually spit them back at his face because bruh, but sometimes you’ll eat them

Thinks you’re human-sized wings in your half-human form is COOL ASF

He’ll be mouth-wide open, shiny eyed at your human-sized black wings (that’s how he fell in love)

Will sometimes purposely put himself into dangerously high spots so you can fly him away; it scares the shit out of you, but he just wants to see your ability in action

Your wings are probably fucking… STRONG ASF; he’s impressed by how fast you can get around sometimes

Alb is an expert pruner; why? Because I said so

Will know when your wings are pruning before you can even feel it, and he knows how to take care of you so well that you barely even remember having back pain

Will always massage your back after long missions though, he does worry about you despite his silly attitude

Likes to fly a plane and see you fly with him; he knows it’s you in a heartbeat because you’re crow form is just very familiar to him

Likes to pet you in your crow form a lot, enjoys the satisfied noises that you make when he’s petting you

Has one of your feather’s on a necklace ;-; or sometimes he’ll pluck one to put in his braid (a;sldkfa;jsdf I love him)

CACAW!!

Doc:

you are a snakey (a python to be specific)

He loves you sm, like genuinely, he thinks you’re so fucking cool

Will wear you as a necklace in your snake form, it gives Lippmann the chills, but Doc knows you won’t hurt him

You are a little heavy though… but he doesn’t mind ofc because you’re also very warm (he is cold, plz warm him up)

Likes seeing you around the Mafia in your snake form and scaring the newbies; he thinks it’s hilarious asf

Your venom interests him in his collections of poisons, will ask if he can milk your venom for research (I know this sounds weird, but it’s actually the correct term)

Likes watching you sink your teeth into your enemies, finds it satisfying as they shiver and eventually die 

Thinks your little tongue peeking out is cute in a way, will comment on how cute you are while the flags kinda look at him sideways (more so Chuuya)

Idk where I got this idea, but he’d crochet you little hats; sometimes seasonal sometimes not

If you’re in your human form, you probably have rly sharp fangs, they kind of peak out a little bit out of your mouth (he also thinks that’s cute)

Finds you fascinating, but he loves you very much :DDD

Chuuya:

you are a dog (specifically a doberman)

A;lkdfj;alksdjf Y E S

You’re both very protective of each other, but you have the better hearing (which he’s a little bit grumpy for not having)

Likes to pet you, a lot :D especially if you did well on a job

Custom collars and chokers; you’ll have a matching one like his :DDD

You both look badass asf together, and so you obviously gotta be matching

However, a lot of dog jokes from Dazai… unfortunately, but it’s ok, you can just beat him up I guess

I can see him enjoying petting you when he gets stressed out, you calm him down in a way

I feel like Pianoman, Lippman, and Albatross would probably be the most provocative and louder lovers, while Iceman and Doc are kind of like “they’ll come around to me when they want to” attitude

Pianoman LOVES having you on his lap, he’s always using his “leader privilege” to be able to hold you the longest

Pianoman is handsy, but Alb is clingy… like Pianoman would be the one to try and sneak a hand to your ass, but Alb just likes hugs and holding you

Speaking of Alb, he definitely likes to steal you away all the time

Can and will just take you out of a cafe date with Lippman so then he can drive you to some random empty parking lot in the middle of nowhere just to make out with you

You have them all of a leash, and they will be there at your beck and call

Bet if you’re in trouble with something (they know very well you’re capable), doesn’t matter if it’s personal or not, they’re there

Iceman is a simp, I can definitely see him trying to be chill about your attention being on everyone else, but he’s a little jealous… he won’t say anything though

One time, Lippmann was watching Pianoman’s hand that was on your thigh as you were sitting on his lap. Pianoman eventually noticed and looked up at Lippman with a smirk and said: “ You wanna join?”

You ended up in between them that night (god, I desperately want that to be me)

You hear all the hospital drama from doc:

“ You remember […]?”

“ Yeah?”

“ Well they lost their other leg. When I tell you that I’m probably going to run out of prosthetics to put on this guy… Though, I may consider trying to Frankenstein them with a new leg. What do you think?”

Doc gifts you flowers, but he always gets the ones that are small (he thinks that they are like him, so that’s why he gets them for you), OR he’d gift you jars of severed limbs/eyes/etc

If he does surgery on you, he’s going to find some way to give you an extra organ and just not tell you about it. I guess enjoy your new third kidney babes (this is a crack hc, but I did see it from a meme)

Albatross seems like the typa guy to gift you a taxidermied animal, idk why… he gives me those vibes, like how a crow will gift you a dead mouse as thanks for saving it (Albatross is the name of a bird after all)

NO ACTUALLY, ALB DEFINITELY GIFTS ILLEGAL FISH/WHALE BONES

He’s definitely a genius at getting stuff on the black market (I mean, he can operate and fix every/any vehicle), probably had the highest bid on like an extinct whale tooth and smuggled it in to gift to you somehow

Doc and alb are fucked in the head, they just wanna show you that they love you

Anyways

Iceman seems like the type to gift you either old records, things that remind you of him, or things the reminds him of you

Lippman gifts really expensive things like designer bags or clothing

Pianoman doesn’t seem like much of a gift person, but he’d probably get you something more sentimental: like a simple (but expensive) necklace, or very romantic letters

Lippmann LOVES to spoil you: literally will take you to everything, always has you at any of his interviews (though you’re probably in disguise), or at movie/tv show shoots

Iceman definitely likes to have you to himself, he doesn’t mind the poly relationship, but if you’re with him, he doesn’t like to share

That said, if he does have you for a night, bet it’s going to be a good night (in both ways)

If you are getting shared it’s most likely pianoman + Lippmann or alb + doc

Though of course the six of you are always together, I mean hey, u got the cream of the crop of the Port Mafia all to yourself 

If you get signed a solo mission, at least one of them is either going with you or watching you on the sidelines

One time it ended up being where all of them showed up and they comedically fell out from behind a corner (the sillies)

I can imagine a scenario where you all end up going on a vacation to somewhere where there’s a beach

It was Lippmann’s idea

The end goal was to see you in swimwear- like that was the original idea… they’re horndogs

Pianoman puts his coat on you if you’re feeling cold, likes to see you put the sleeves on and see the coat sort of pool over you

Trust, if someone hurts you, that person is getting their ass demolished, beaten tf up, burned, sunk into the ground, dead as hell

They’d probably make a mess of the person who hurt you, so much so that the person is beyond recognition

Probably the one time that they let Albatross go loose (he’s probably beating the shit out of the dead body)

They do love you, they’re just a little fucked in the head

It was a rather slow night at the bar, you had nothing particular on your mind as you cleaned up glasses from the previous shift’s regulars. You were the last bartender of the night, and you were going to work until close. While cleaning glasses, you had asked yourself if you should just close up for the night, but you knew that there were at least one or two people who had wanted to come in for a drink before going home for the night, and so you quickly voided that thought. Eventually, you heard the bell from the entrance open, someone shift off their coat, and footsteps trail down the stairs.

“ Evening…,” you greeted as you finished cleaning up the last glass that was in your hand. You placed it down, placing a hand towel on your apron pocket. Turning around, you recognized a familiar face,” Oh, Iceman.”

“ Hey,” he lifted a hand, taking a seat at the bar and taking a toothpick out of one of the open jars.

“ It’s nice to see you,” you commented, already corking open a bottle of wine and taking out a wine glass. What brings you here tonight?”

“ It’s been a long day,” Iceman let out a hardy sigh, placing his hand on his cheek,” I just wanted something to ease my mind.”

“ Ease your mind…?” you slid over a glass of wine to him and corked the bottle once again, placing it on a shelf.

“ There was a blood bath,” he answered, tipping the wine glass from one side and watching the liquid follow,” Local gang war going on… and a mafioso from the port got involved in a drug circle. It’s been a mess since the boss found out.”

“ Your boss isn’t involved with drug rings?” you raised a brow.

Iceman simply shook his head, taking a small sip of the wine and rolling it around his tongue before swallowing it. “ Port Mafia’s involved with money laundering,” he answered,” I forget… I’m the only member of the Port Mafia that you know, is that right?”

You simply nodded, kicking up a stool from behind you, and sitting across from him, fiddling with a couple of clean glasses and stacking them neatly. You untied your apron, placing it on the edge of a counter.

He was right. You were never involved with the Port Mafia at all. You were just a simple bartender at a small bar with nothing going on. On occasion, you’d see a couple of shady figures, but Iceman was the first person you’d met who was an official member of the Port Mafia. You learned a bit about him… how he wasn’t actually from this country, eventually joined the Port Mafia, and was a part of this group with a couple of interesting characters from all over the world (and maybe even outside of Earth). He was rather straightforward about his past and current job, with only a hint of hesitation in his voice when he briefly mentioned his early life. You were always interested in what he had to say, and he was always glad to re-tell old stories.

Of course, over the few months of knowing him, he’d buy you a drink… perhaps exchange a kiss or a little bit more. Those nights… sometimes you’d both be a little tipsy, putting away all walls and giving into desires. You had to admit, he was quite talented with his hands and tongue. You were both unsure of what your relationship with each other truly was, but you were satisfied anyway. You felt relaxed in his presence, and him the same.

Iceman took another sip of his glass,” How about your day? Tell me about it.”

You perked up, eyes staring directly into his with a faint smile,” Eh…? It’s probably not that interesting.”

“ Still… tell me. I want to hear about it,” he insisted, moving his head to rest on top of his fist.

You felt a faint blush reach your face as you cleared your throat,” W-well… I woke up a little later than I usually did and headed over to a cafe to get some work done with my other job… Mm… before I knew it, it was already late afternoon, so I headed home and took a short nap… and now, I’m here.”

Iceman hummed, moving a hand to tussle his usual bedhead,” That sounds lovely if I were being honest.”

“ If I were being honest, it’s boring,” you frowned.

“ Better than the chaos going right now,” Iceman shrugged, finishing up his wine glass.

You noticed that he was almost done and walked over to go grab the bottle once more, to fill it up again. He noticed your actions and knocked on the wooden counter to get your attention.

“ Get yourself a glass too,” he spoke up.

You turned around with a small smirk before grabbing and pouring yourself a glass. You walked to his side, placing the bottle and your glass down, pouring him around round… You know you’d both be drinking together as the night carried on anyway. You were about to sit down until you realized that the record player was about to finish up its last song. Iceman watched as you walked over to the side, switching out the record with another one, letting the needle place itself down before walking back to him.

Iceman motioned two fingers towards himself and then pointed at the stool beside him,” Vieni a sederti.”

You nodded, walking over to his side, though instead of sitting on the stool, you propped yourself up on the counter aside him.

“ You still remember some Italian?,” he raised a brow.

You shrugged your shoulders, taking the wine glass in your hand,” Faintly… Just what you’ve said to me or told me.”

“ I’m surprised you haven’t tried to learn more,” Iceman moved to take off his gloves, eventually placing a hand on your thigh and gently caressing up and down,” One of the members in the support group I’m a part of… He’s a huge polyglot, and after finding out I could speak it, he wanted to learn right away.”

“ That’s awfully sweet of him,” you chuckled slightly, taking a sip of your wine.

“ I think it’s really just because of his line of work,” Iceman followed you, taking a sip as well.

“ What does he do?”

“ Communications… Foreign exchanges and affairs,” Iceman waved his hand in the air,” Things like that… oh, and he’s an actor as well.”

“ That’s peculiar, and actor in the Mafia, huh? Is he famous?” you scoffed, scooting a little closer to him. He continued to touch your thigh.

“…  yes and awfully so, if I must add.”

“ Shall I make a guess as to who it is then?,” your eyes seemed to light up as you looked over at him with a big grin.

“ Go for it, I’ll even buy you another if you get it right in five tries.”

“ Five? How generous…”

“ Only because you’re cute.”

You held up five fingers with one hand as you tried to think to yourself. You spewed out two names, only to be met with a shake to the head. Iceman let out a rare smile that was usually never on his face… he enjoyed watching you like this.

“ Ah! I got it!,” you jumped up slightly, but were held down by his hand that was still on your thigh,” It might be a far take, but I’ll guess… Lippmann!”

“ Spot on,” Iceman nodded to himself,” Pour yourself another, sweetheart.”

“ Gladly,” you reached for the bottle,” That man is everywhere. I’m quite impressed the Port Mafia took him in.”

“ Things happen,” he shrugs,” I wasn’t supposed to either, but it just… happened.”

“ Well, it’s not like I’ll say anything. I wouldn’t want to get involved with the Port Mafia like that. Though… I don’t think I can really see all those movies with him all the same anymore.”

“ Likewise, but he’s not too bad of a coworker.”

…

Time seemed to go by like nothing, and it was getting pretty late. Yet the more that you both talked, the less you wanted to finish up for the night and go home. Then again, time to you stopped whenever you spoke to him… or maybe it was just the alcohol.

“ It’s getting late,” you sighed,” I think I should probably close up for the night.”

“ Come here,” Iceman placed his glass off to the side, motioning for you to move in front of him. You scooted over from your spot on the counter, now seated in front of him. You had our thighs together as he looked at you slightly hungry. He moved his hands to the sides of your thighs, moving up to your hips. He pulled you towards him, legs now on either side of him.

“ You’re a little handsy tonight,” you let out a dazed giggle,” You know, Iceman… you could’ve done this a lot earlier.”

“ I enjoyed our conversations…,” he answered with a slightly raspy voice,”… Didn’t want to ruin the moment.”

“ Hm… It has been a while hasn’t it,” you smirked, a hand moving to touch his cheek. His face felt warm, and there was a faint blush on his face. The same was on yours too… it was most likely from the alcohol. He closed his eyes at the contact, eventually reaching over to your hips and moving to slide his fingers under the waistband of your pants. You let out a faint whine as he teased you, taking his time and sliding your pants down. You complied, lifting your hips so he could take them off of you, leaving you in just your underwear.

His hands trailed up your now bare thighs, making you shiver. You were getting antsy, but you knew that he liked to take his time… so you tried to be patient with him. He looked over at his wine glass, seeing the remaining wine that was sitting at the bottom. He stood up from his spot on the stool and brought the glass up to your lips. You opened your mouth before he could tell you to drink, and he let the rest of the wine fall into your mouth.

“ Don’t swallow,” he commanded, wiping a small trail of wine that slipped out of your lips while placing the glass down. “ Mm… Good,” he praised before moving in to kiss you, placing his lips over yours. You paused for a second, not exactly knowing what to do, but that all seemed to go away as he shoved his tongue into your mouth, You let it happen, even when the wine seemed to spill out of your lips. Iceman let out a satisfied sigh as he tasted the alcohol on your tongue. You kissed him back, thought timidly at first. You had felt slightly embarrassed from the mess you’d made. You both continued to kiss, your saliva mixing with the wine that had been spilling out of your mouth. He drank that taste from your lips before pulling away.

“ Just wanted to try something,” he mumbled,” I liked it.”

“ I think I liked it too,” you hummed with a grin,” Maybe you should have some more.”

You reached over to your glass, and pushed him back, silently asking him to sit down. He followed with a huff, swiping the saliva that was falling from his lips.

You giggled to yourself before tipping the glass over your bare thighs. The wine spilled over them, as you placed the glass down on the side. Iceman quickly moved in to lick over your thighs, his tongue soaking up any that was left on you. You let out a small moan as he did so. His hot tongue went from licking to kissing, as he left easy kisses on your thighs, slowly trailing up towards your core. He looked up at you before placing his mouth over your underwear, kissing right at your core.

“ Hah… mmnn,” you let out a breath of air, slightly jolting at his warm mouth. His hands reached up to remove your underwear, sliding it off your hips and eventually onto the floor. He moved you close to his mouth, letting out a hot breath of air before licking a stripe up your core. He placed his mouth down, sucking gently.

“ F-feels good,” you said, placing a hand over your mouth as you moaned. Maybe it was the haze from the alcohol, or he was just that good, but you felt as though you were drowning in pleasure. Your body felt hot and soft to the touch, you could only shiver the more he touched you, even if his hands were just caressing your hips.

“ Does it?” he lifted his tongue more, making you jolt.

“ Ngh… ah!” you lifted your knees, and he supported you, pulling your core closer to him so that you were lying on your back, legs in the air. You were spread out, a moaning mess, your shirt was crooked and the blush on your cheeks was redder as you were still trying to catch your breath. You started to feel a warm sensation build up in your stomach, so much so that it was almost unbearable. He noticed how close you were and continued to work his tongue around you. You felt yourself twist and arch your back the more he dipped his hot and wet muscles around you. You were about to cum when you felt him pull away, his hand resting over your thigh to calm your small spasms from almost reaching your high. You let out a whine as he pulled away to fiddle with his belt.

You let out a huff, moved your head up, and propped yourself on your elbows. You watched as his cock sprung from his pants, and you felt a breath come out of you, as you looked at his length. It was big, both long and wide. You hesitated for a moment, feeling almost intimidated about how that was going to fit into you.

Iceman spit into his hand, wiping the saliva over your hole. You let out a whine as he shoved a finger into your hole, before pulling it out.

“ Sorry, I don’t have anything other than spit,” he apologized, leaning over you,” so just tell me if it hurts.”

You nodded, once again hesitantly as you felt him push the tip on. A loud yelp came out of you as he did so, your shoulders tensing up at the feeling. You let out gasps of air, before looking up at him and nodded. He hummed back, shoving more of his length into you.

“ Ahhh… fuck,” you moaned,” I feel so full.”

“ Yeah…? Am I filling you up?”

“ Mm..! Yes,” you twitched.

You had already started sucking his length into your walls, it was getting hard for you to relax as your entrance was only opening up little by little. He moved slowly to your hips, his length filling you up even more. You felt a small bump in your lower stomach at how big he was, and he placed a hand over the area, gently caressing it.

“ Fuck… Since when were you so big?” you chuckled, though still trying to adjust to the pain.

“ It’s been a while since we’ve done this, haven’t we…?,” Iceman softly grinned down at you, a hand moving a strand of hair out of your face.

“ Y-you can move now,” you let out another breath.

He responded with a groan, slowly pulling out of you before shoving himself back in. You let out another loud yelp as he did so, but let him continue as he thrust his hips into you. His tip started to hit your sweet spot, and you felt that same heat build up once again. He leaned over you, shoving himself deeper into you. You almost felt in bliss, so full and so warm…

The heat that built up was starting to become unbearable. It only got worse when his rough hand moved to touch your lower stomach, pushing down slightly into you.

“ Agh…! I’m gonna c-cum if you keep doing that,” you pouted, trying to pull his hand away (pathetically so) with your much weaker arm.

“ That’s the point, sweet thing,” he grinned, thrusting himself in once again. His cock was practically bullying your swollen flesh. You felt your walls start to become sore the more he thrust into you.

Your hand started to become limp as you tried your best not to cum yet, but embarrassingly so, you were already reaching your high. Your body twitched as you did so, and you let out a whine as you continued to cum.

“ Ah-hah…,” your dazed expression was showing as you were left in pleasure,” I- shit- sorry. I couldn’t hold it in that long.”

Iceman pulled out, letting out a soft sigh, before sitting back down on the stool,” Heh… It’s fine. Like I said, we haven’t done this in a while anyway.”

You weakly pulled yourself to sit up, almost falling over, but he happened to stop your fall, pulling you up by the arms. He reached his hand over to your face, moving your hair out of the way. You hummed at his soft gesture, enjoying his touch.

“ You alright?”

“ I think so,” you smiled. You felt slightly impulsive, moving your face down to meet his with a grin. He accepted, closing his eyes and letting you kiss him. He kissed back gently, pulling away and seeing the same red blush on your face. You felt a rush in your chest, though it was not the same feeling as the lust from earlier… it was a bit different. You both pulled away, slowly and you looked into his eyes nervously. He watched as you seemed to avoid his gaze the moment his eyes met yours.

He sighed, a small smile reaching the corner of his lips,” Let’s clean this up.”

“ Y-yeah…”

The smell of pepper and garlic.

The sizzling of a hot pan with oil.

The sound of vegetables being cut, and plates being set down.

It was the sound that Iceman was used to hearing the moment he walked through the door. At first, it wasn’t what he’d wanted. If anything, he wanted to cook for you in your shared home, but you insisted. After all, seeing how tired he was as he took off his gloves and simple outer layers. The way his hands reached to the ends of his sleeves, pulling the white button-up to his elbows, and how you could see his back muscles tense as he rolled the tension away in his shoulders.

Of course… that tension seemed to go away the moment you ran up and hugged him, burying your face in his chest and taking in his scent. He did the same for you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you up closer to him.

Today seemed to be just like any other day, he announced his entrance from the front door, taking off his shoes and coat as usual. He worked his way down his vest, taking it and leaning it over a chair near the living room. He loosened his tie, but before he could turn around, your footsteps were heard as you ran down the hallway to hug him from behind. Iceman’s normally stern expression softened as he froze for a moment in your arms before turning around.

“ Hello…,” you said, muffled into his white button-up.

“ Ciao, tesoro,” he brushed his hands over your hair, pulling it away from your forehead so that he could leave a kiss on it. You did your usual, placing your cheek on his chest with an ear over his heart and letting in a deep breath. Your eyes fluttered open after you took in his scent. Iceman noticed your expression, slightly letting go of his grip on you as you gently pulled away.

“ You don’t really smell all that much of cigarettes today,” you commented, though your tone was a little melancholy.

“ Hm…? I guess I didn’t smoke that much today,” Iceman shrugged, thought upon hearing you let out a pensive breath, he continued,” I thought you didn’t like the smell of the cigarettes.”

“ I don’t, but…,” you placed your head back on his chest,” I think I’m just used to it… but! That’s not an excuse for you to be smoking more. You’ll die by the time you’re forty, baby.”

Iceman let out a small chuckle, one that he usually doesn’t let out unless he’s with you,” Don’t count on it, love.”

You both let go of each other, as he followed you over to the kitchen,” Anyways, dinner is done in a couple minutes. Go wash up.”

Iceman nodded, reaching back for his vest and folding it over his arm. You watched as he did so, particularly staring at his forearms… they were muscular, a little veiny, a couple of old scars and some hairs were visible. There was a visible twist in his forearms as he turned the knob to the bathroom door. You let out a breathy gasp, as you observed his arms. However, that didn’t go unnoticed by him, as he turned his head and raised a brow. A blush crept up on your face,” N-nothing! I think I just forgot the wine…”

He seemed to only shrug at your small flustered gesture, continuing to walk into the bathroom and shutting the door. Though… he had to admit and idea sprouted in his brain.

…

Usually after dinner, that meant that it was Iceman’s dedicated “listening music session”. He’d sit by the couch, play with the expensive record player and scroll through the shelves in hopes to find an album or song that he might like. Sometimes, he picks up the record and sings the notes to himself before nodding and placing it down on a pile of records he’d listen to that night. He was now setting up a record on the player, placing it on the turntable and letting it roll while brushing the dust off of the top. He then pressed a button, and the record started to roll as the needle automatically moved down. There was some white noise until a song from the album started to play lightly in the background.

You were across from him in the kitchen with both of your empty plates in hand and placing them in the sink. Turning around, you were reaching over to grab a pan until a hand gently grasped your forearm.

“ Enough of that, love,” It was Iceman who’s stopped you from continuing your tasks,” Let’s relax for a little bit.”

You slightly frowned, placing your arm down and looking up at him,” Mm… but I just wanna clean up.”

“ It’s just dishes. That can be done at any time,” Iceman tugged your arm over to the living room. Not being able to put up a stern face, you rolled your eyes with a smile and followed him into the living room.

He gently took you from the kitchen and over to the sofa where his music was gently playing in the background. You weren’t too familiar with the album that was going on in the background and more so focused on him. Iceman had let go of your forearm, sitting down and opened his legs. He tapped the spot in between them, silently gesturing for you to sit there. You followed, your back facing him as you sat down in between his legs. Before you could say anything, he wrapped his arms around you waist, pulling you up closer to his chest. His auburn hair was buried into your shoulder as he took in a long breath, taking in your scent.

“ Long day…?,” you muttered, your hands traveling to touch over his arm. Your fingertips gently traced over an old scar that had been there for quite a while. He’d told you it was from a long time ago, but never bothered to elaborate. You’d just assumed it had some sort of bad memory attached to it, considering that he’d always freeze up for a moment before letting you continue to trace over his scar. Iceman didn’t answer, only squeezing you tightly in response before letting go.

Silence lingered in the air for just a little bit. You had nothing particular on your mind as you let out a couple of deep breathes, on occasion humming the tune that was playing on the record player. You were in your own world, enjoying the strong embrace of your lover as you thought about your day. Eventually, your hums were interrupted by the feeling of Iceman’s hands on your hips. You froze up a bit, a shiver running down your spine as you felt a hot breathe on your neck.

“ Mm…,” you let out a soft whimper, as you shifted slightly in his lap.

“ What’s wrong?,” the heavy breath crept up your neck to your earlobe, making you shiver once more.

“ You’re just… uh- y-you’re hands…”

“ What about my hands?”

“ It feels good…,” you admitted, a faint blush went to your cheeks as you felt him circle his thick fingers along your hips. He slowly let his fingers slip under the waistband of your pants. You leaned back into his chest, your entire weight on his now as his tongue licked a small strip up the side of your neck. You let out a faint moan at his gesture his hot tongue leaving a trail of saliva on your neck.

“ Does it now…?,” Iceman hummed as he took another breathe in of your scent, the tip of his nose trailing up towards you jawline as he left a sweet kiss there.

“ Mhm… Love, wait- I…!,” you quickly whimpered as you felt him bite your neck. It was slightly forceful, yet gentle enough so not as to hurt you.

He quickly hushed you,” Hush, baby… it’s after hours. Just relax…”

Letting out a shaky breath, you nodded fulfilling his request and tried to relax against his hold. As he continued to nip at your neck, leaving purple and red colored bruises, his hands moved to take off your pants and undergarments, pushing them both down your hips and down to your knees, as they fell to your ankles revealing your lower half. You quickly shifted them off your ankles, leaving you bare. You shivered slightly at the feelings of his calloused fingers caressing the skin of your stomach and thighs, eventually reaching down to your knees and spreading your legs a little wider. He felt your hips jolt as you silently begged for more, but he stopped himself, teasing you by hovering above your now aching arousal between your thighs.

You looked over at him with a small pout, turning your head to meet his. He was so close to you… so much so that your lips were almost touching. You whispered out a small “kiss me” before smashing your own lips into his. He passionately kissed back, pulling away slightly to bite at your lower lip. You opened your mouth slightly, letting him shove his tongue to meet yours. His hands moved up to your now hardened nipples peeking out from your shirt. He moved to pull it above your chest, pinching at them, making you gasp into the kiss. Eventually, you both pulled away, a bit of saliva trailing down your lips.

Before you could catch you breath, you felt his fingers down to your entrance. His thick digits prodding at you, as if asking to open you up. You tensed up, body shivering as you panted out of desperation. Iceman let you pants for a moment, before shoving two fingers into your tight entrance.

“ Ngh… ah-hah!,” you felt yourself jolt as his gesture.

“ Feel good, baby…?,” he teased as his mouth reached your ear, nibbling on it slightly. You were about to respond when you felt his fingers curl up slightly, your back arching in response. You felt yourself sweat, your shirt feeling a little suffocating and uncomfortable as you desired for more of him. Almost catching your breathe, you were caught off-guard as he motioned his fingers once more. He let out an uncharacteristic chuckle,” I’ll take that as a yes, hm?”

You only nodded in response as he continued to prod his fingers further into your entrance. You felt everything… the way that his thick fingers felt. They were rough and calloused, and yet every detail seemed to touch every spot that almost made you feel like you were going to cum. He felt you tighten around his fingers, the tight feeling making him groan slightly. He continued to push his fingers into you, your moans getting louder and continuous as he did so. The further he pushed up, the louder you whined… He could feel himself get harder the more you whined and shifted in his lap. His other arm wrapped around your waist, holding you down. If you squeezed your thighs together, he’d push them out, whispering to you,” Be good…”

And of course… you had to obey.

You felt the heat in your stomach become unbearable as he continued to finger you at a consistent pace… It started to become agonizingly slow to you, however, you already wanting to release. However, you had to be good for him. He was patient, slow, and somewhat gentle with you despite the way he looked. You appreciated that from him, he was able to slow down with you, able to handle you like fine porcelain.

Right now though, that slowness was started to kill you… and you’d wanted to beg.

“ I… hah, baby, can I- mm!,” you tried to ask nicely, but he toyed with your entrance, making it worse for you to speak normally.

“ Can you…?,” he asked back. Your boyfriend’s voice had started to become slightly raspier.

“ Can I… ngh c-cum… please? I’ve been waiting for so long,” you whined against his chest, head falling back onto his shoulder.

“ Hm…,” he teased you more as he pretended to debate whether or not to let you come. You fidgeted more, back arching as he tried to go deeper into you. You started whimpered against him, repeating the word please constantly, as you could barely hold yourself together.

“ Ok, love, you can cum,” he gave you permission, and you did so. Cumming quickly after that. You felt embarrassed as you felt your release, covering your face at the liquids that were coming out of you. Your moans filled the room, as Iceman let out soft breathes in your ear.

“ You ready?,” he asked, gently, wiping his two fingers on your thigh and moving up to move your chin to look at him. He gently caressed your jaw with his thumb. Still as gentle as ever, despite his deadpan face… You knew that he was a lot softer than he normally would be.

You nodded in response,” I-I think so…” You were a complete mess, sweaty and disheveled.

He quickly shifted you both so that you were now under him. You took your top off in the process, it meeting the other clothes that were now on the floor. Iceman sat up, pulling his sweatpants down to reveal his cock. You drooled as you look at him…

He was actually quite big. His cock being veiny, long and thick. The first time you both had sex, you thought you’d die, but rest assured, he prepped you beforehand. Now, you were currently prepared and ready without lube, and well… you still felt that nervousness build up in your chest.

And of course he wasn’t wearing boxers underneath his sweatpants…

God, you were going to make a mess. If not one a lot more than you’d already done earlier.

“ Tell me if it hurts, ok?,” he leaned down, placing a hand on your cheek to assure you. His tip met your tight entrance, the head already splitting you open. You let out a small hiss, and he kissed you on the forehead as an apology. You nodded, silently allowing him to continue. He shoved more of his length into you, filling you up all the way. You let out a loud yelp in response, but you wanted him to continue. He did so slowly, though, you’d already felt so full from him only being halfway in you.

Eventually, he bottomed out, letting out a loud huff. You winced at him practically splitting you open, but he let you breathe there, waiting for you to give him the go to continue. You did so, letting him move. His first thrust was gentle, as he let out a grunt at you tightening around him.

“ F-fuck…,” he said shakily, as he continued to move.

You moaned loudly as he continued to move, his hips thrusting into your entrance. Lewd sounds started to fill up the room, along with your moans and his grunts in response. He wasn’t very vocal himself, but on occasion, you could heard the small moan he’d let out. It wasn’t loud, but hushed enough near your ear for you to feel something rise in your stomach.

You walls were so warm and gummy, it was addicting to him as he rolled his hips into you. His forehead touched yours and he continued to go at a faster pace, chasing his own high. You felt yourself melt as he touched your sensitive spot, making you arch.

“ I think I’m gonna… fuck,” he couldn’t continue his words and he moaned out once again in your ear. You wailed in response, trying to say through babbled words that you were about to do the same. Eventually, you both reached your highs. His hot cum shooting inside you, spilling out as he pulled away you from entrance with a lewd pop. You were gasping, trying to catch your breathe.

Iceman quickly sat you up, pulling you into his lap,” Shh… breathe.”

You followed his exaggerated breathing, following shakily with your deep breathes in and out.

“ In…,” he said,” and out… Good.”

You felt yourself blush slightly at the praise, continuing to follow him as he helped you regulate your breathing. Eventually, your clouded eyes started to fall back to normal, as he held you in his lap.

“ You ok?,” he asked gently, moving the sweaty strands of hair away from your face. You smiled blissfully at him, moving in closer to his face,” Yeah, I’m ok.” He let out a soft smile, one that you’d usually never see, as it wasn’t very much like him to smile. Iceman moved in to do a small eskimo kiss, rubbing his nose against yours before kissing your nose, and then your lips. You giggled at his gesture, kissing him back on the lips. His lips eventually trailed down towards your cheeks and jawline excitedly, making your giggles turn into soft laughs. Iceman eventually stopped, placing a kiss on your forehead before putting his head over yours.

…

“ My love…” You felt a soft kiss on your cheek as you were being slowly woken up. You shifted away, groaning as you tried to get away from the sudden noise. Another kiss landed on your forehead,” My love, wake up.” You scrunched your nose as you eventually opened your eyes, being met with Iceman’s soft gaze.

He was already up and ready in his work attire, but had been kneeling down on your bedside. You rubbed your eyes,” Why am I getting up this early again…?”

“ Because I have work, and I don’t like leaving you asleep…,” he answered honestly, tugging you out of bed by the hand and over to the kitchen. There was already a mug with your favorite morning beverage in it, steaming hot for you to drink already. You walked over to it… well, more like waddled and sat down in the seat. The television was on, playing something in the background lightly.

“ Alright, I’m off,” Iceman placed a kiss on your forehead,” Arrivederci.”

Pianoman:

You had been sitting behind sketchbook, a frown on your face as you went through multiple sketches of scenes you saw outside of the window. You were sitting at the windowsill, on a piano bench that you stole from your lover’s piano side. You fiddled with your pencil for a little while, eventually letting out a frustrated sigh and placing your sketchbook on your lap. In that moment, the front door opened revealing Pianoman. You paid no mind to him, lost in your own thoughts as you tried to recall a scene that had just happened right outside so that you could draw it.

“ Hm…? No ‘welcome back’, my dear?,” his voice intruded your thoughts, and you quickly opened your eyes to see Pianoman peering over you.

A blush quickly crept up on your face,” Agh-! You scared me.”

Pianoman chuckled softly behind his hand,” Really lost in your own thoughts there, I see. Well, I’m home, sweet thing.”

“ W-welcome home,” you stuttered out. He only smiled, but before you knew it you were being lifted off the bench you were sitting on and into his arms.

“ H-hey…! What are you doing?,” you asked in protest, though your body seemed to relax in his arms (save for your shoulders and hands that were held close to your chest).

“ Well, I need the piano bench,” he answered simply, placing a kiss on your temple and moving you over to the couch nearby. He placed you down gently with a small huff before walking over to the piano bench.

“ You could’ve just asked me to move, ya know?”

“ I would, but my baby looked so wrapped up in their own world, I didn’t wanna bother you~,” he teased, placing the bench down by the piano and taking a seat. He’d already discarded of his large overcoat and was just wearing his tailored white suit. You leaned over to the arm of the couch, your cheek resting on it as your eyes traveled towards him. Pianoman took off his gloves and placed them on top of the piano before cracking his knuckles and playing a couple cords with his fingers. He let out a satisfied hum at the sound of the notes, but before he was about to play again, he heard you pencil sketching away as you tried to recreate the image in front of you.

“ Don’t lay on the couch like that for so long, dear. You’ll hurt your neck like that.”

Lippmann:

He had been across the kitchen counter, cooking dinner for the both of you while looking over at a script and repeating lines over and over again. Memorization was important, considering that he was an actor, and with how busy his schedule was, he was often practicing in the few breaks he had. Of course, he’d normally be conversing with you, but seeing that you were working on a painting across from him, he decided to do what he did on his own time: vocal practice with lines and cooking up a good meal.

As he was cooking (and talking to himself), you had just finished up playing with acrylic texture on a canvas. However, it started to become too blotty and you had been staring at it wondering how to fix that. Eventually, you thought of using water to help this, and sat up from your stool.

“ O me, what fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have- Oh dear, hi sunshine,” you interrupted him (more like startled) as you walked in between the cramped way to the cupboard.

“ Hello… sorry to interrupt your cooking. I just need a glass of water,” you walked past him to the cupboard, taking out a glass and walking over to the sink.

“ It’s ok, love,” Lippmann smiled gently, moving to place a kiss on your cheek,” Whatever you need to make art.”

“ Thanks,” you looked over to him with a smile as you turned the faucet off with a glass now full of water.

“ Hey, where’s my kiss?,” Lippmann stopped you, a hand on his hip and the other in your wrist.

“ Oh right.”

You moved to peck his lips before walking off and moving back to your canvas. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was slightly flustered at the gesture.

Iceman:

Whenever he was off work, he usually stayed home. He often rarely went out, but this one time, he decided to come with you to an exhibition at an art museum that you were looking forward to. Iceman didn’t really understand art, but he could hear you talk about it for hours on end, even if it didn’t make sense to him. He tried to memorize every word, and comprehend it in his own way. He sort of guessed it was like how he was when he listened to and studied every note and sound in music.

Currently, you were trailing along, explaining every piece of work you saw. He didn’t say much, only nodded and staring into the picture/sculpture that was there for a couple of seconds. Eventually, you were both lining up to go inside of a room. You’d mentioned something about how it was a room full of hanging lights, with mirrors that were all throughout the interior, making it feel bigger than it really was.

Eventually you both walked in, and he opened his eyes a little wider. This time, you had nothing to say in particular. He raised a brow, asking you if you were going to say anything.

“ Hm… I think we should just enjoy the piece for now. I’m getting a little tired of talking,” you shrugged with a sigh. Taking his hand and intertwining your fingers with his.

It was silent as you both stared at the hanging lights in silence. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you in closer to him.

“ Sorry for talking so much,” you laughed awkwardly, leaning into his side.

“ Don’t apologize,” he quickly told you,” I could hear you talk forever.”

Doc:

He was currently taking a sick day today, but he insisted that he sit on the couch and watch you paint instead (despite all of your protests… he walked his weak body over to the couch with a giant blanket around him before flopping on the couch). At times like these, he usually felt his weakest, as his body couldn’t perform to the aptitude that the average person’s would. Thankfully, you were around at home to take care of him, but even then, he didn’t want you to take care of him, as he felt that he was being a burden when you were so busy working on paintings.

He was currently curled up on the sofa, watching you walk around your canvas with a color palette before walking up to it and switching brushes. He was awfully fascinated by the way you so meticulously made work on a canvas.

“ It’s almost like surgery a little bit,” he spoke up, shifting slightly under his blanket into a more comfortable position.

You turned around,” Think so…?” You placed the palette down on a side table and walked over to him, sitting down on the couch.

“ Guess so,” he answered,” Carefully piecing together parts of it before it comes out into a new final project. It’s different every time.”

“ I hope you don’t do that to people too…,” you shivered, before placing a hand over his forehead, moving the hair away from his face. He hummed lightly, before giggling to himself,” Hm… Maybe. What if we were able to breathe from a kidney instead of a lung.”

“ I doubt that’s humanly possible.”

“ In a world of people with abilities, who knows what’ll happen?”

“ I think what will happen is you getting some rest instead of watching me work, babe.”

Albatross:

“ Are you drawing ME?!,” Albatross took you out of your trance as you were, in fact, drawing him. He’d just gotten back home, and smothered you in a sudden back hug.

“ Hey! You’re not supposed to be home for another couple of hours!,” you yelled back in confusion.

“ I got off early,” he answered before hugging you once again, almost taking you out of your chair this time,” Anyways, you’re drawing meeee~!”

You giggled, hugging him back as you waited for him to finish hugging you. Of course, he took a minute or two… making sure to take in plenty of breathes of you, and rubbing his hair on your shoulder. He would occasionally move you in his arms too, rocking you from side to side.

“ It was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess I’ll make it a practice sketch for now,” you said, as he let you down.

“ Oh!,” his expression went blank, until a small smile went on his face. He pushed his sunglasses back on his eyes, slowly walking down the door,” I didn’t see anything then.”

You laughed to yourself as he slowly closed the door, as well.

Chuuya:

Currently, it seemed that the only thing you were painting was him. You couldn’t get him out of your head, and it was starting to get embarrassing, the more canvases you’d buy just to practice, only to realize you were painting him.

You were now walking him back to your shared home. Though, you’d forgotten one crucial detail as you slowly opened the door… you left all of your canvases out.

“ Actually, let’s not go inside right now,” you quickly shut the door with an awkward smile.

“ What’s wrong,” Chuuya raised a brow,” Is there something in there…?”

“ Well… Uh… Yeah, let’s go get dinner! I’m hungry,” you tried to cover it up, still leaning against the door.

“ What’s behind the door, (Y/N)?”

“ Nothing! Let’s go, c’mon!”

After a while of back and forth, eventually, you gave up with a hardy sigh and opened the door with an embarrassed expression. He walked in, blue eyes widening as he observed the many canvases that were scattered around your apartment.

“ I was gonna wrap them up, but I lost track of time and went to go get you before putting them away.”

“ You… drew me…?’

You nodded shyly, but it was quickly met with a big hug and many a kisses to the face.

“ Thanks, doll.”