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౨ৎ sfw alphabet with hobie brown ! ⟶ nsfw version.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

incredibly touchy. like "can't go a second without feeling you close" touchy. he would definitely bring you things he'd find across the city, make stuff for you and then spend the whole day cuddling you. no chance he's letting you escape his arms. or his kisses.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

despite his reputation for being punk & an anarchist, hobie is definitely the type of guy that loves helping others out. so i think he’d start a friendship with you after hanging out with you by helping with missions & small tasks. after that you’d simply bond over shared interests and you’re not gonna be able to get rid of him. you’re stuck with him now.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

oh, he adores cuddles. his favorite past time. he would love spooning you - he's huge so he'd just wrap himself around you. would also love if you put your head on his chest, squishing a cheek to his pecks and would sit on his back for as long as you cuddle (even though he hates laying on his back).

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

hobie does not want to settle down. like at all. he thinks marriage is incredibly stupid. he just wants to enjoy your company without having to put such a big label on it. it didn't mean anything to him. now don't get me wrong, he's totally loyal, would never dream of cheating on you. but fuck marriage.

he'd be such a good cook but would do it so rarely cause he's a lazy fucker. would mostly help you cook (helping usually involves clinging to you, face buried in your neck, but i digress). would literally hate house chores so much - his house always looks like a pigsty. but if you ever need help he'd help you out, just so he can have you to himself afterwards.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

hobie would take time to think it all through. what to do. what to say. but in the end he just comes over with a stern look on his face and tells you that he thinks this relationship isn’t going anywhere. he would keep it short. he needs to get away as fast as possible before he breaks down.

this is exactly why i feel like if hobie really loved his partner, the only reason for a breakup would be the fear of something happening to you due to being spiderman.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

never. as i said, marriage is dumb to him. if you can promise one another to stay loyal to each other, if you can both set boundaries and talk through your problems then what is the purpose of "a useless fucking contract" ?

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

physically, hobie would be so gentle. he's already afraid of something happening to you anyway, with his spider-man work and all, that he could never dream of being rough with you when you cuddle and hug him close. now sure, his hands are pretty rough from all the fighting and his fingers are calloused as hell from his guitar playing, but he tries to be so gentle with you.

emotionally, hobie can be pretty immature. he annoys you a lot and doesn't stop teasing & annoying you unless an extreme situation is going on (like panic attacks, physical or emotional pain etc.). you fight quite a lot because of it and he always half-asses an apology because he never thinks he's being that insufferable (he is). but you work through this as you progress you relationship.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

this man cannot breathe if he doesn’t have you in his arms. he told you that once. you laughed. he started to hold his breath to prove a point and didn’t stop until you hugged him.

my point is you wake up in his arms and go to sleep just the same. the rest of the day he will cling onto you while you do shit around the house, not seeming to realise he’s significantly larger than you and is becoming a nuisance. but he just loves burying his head into your neck as he presses his body against yours. and you never actually intend for him to let go because he’s just so warm.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

he would take so long to say it. like a few good months, maybe up to 11 months, right before hitting a year. not because he wouldn't want to tell you or because he doesn't love you. but he's bad with words. he prefers to show you how much he loves you instead. and it was something you are aware of, so you don’t mind whether or not he says it back. it’s all in his eyes.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

unless someone is being touchy with you, he has no reason to get jealous. hobie knows all too well just how attractive he is and has always been confident about it. he just can’t stand the thought of someone being pushy with his partner so he will wrap an arm around you, pull you in for a sloppy kiss and then ask “oi, babe. who’s this?”

when you walk away he starts making fun of the person hitting on you just so he makes you laugh. and he’s extra needy that day. just because he loves reminding himself that you’re his and his alone.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

most of hobie’s kisses are messy because this mf often hurries to kiss you and gets way too excited. part of the reason they’re messy is because he always kisses you when he has to web away on a mission / patrol and he has to hurry. but he always makes sure to kiss you. so after he realises that he doesn’t have to leave you he calms his excitement down and attaches his lips to yours, not letting go for a good while.

hobie loves to kiss you everywhere. your whole body is his canvas, he wants you to feel his love everywhere. but i’d say he loves neck kisses because it makes him feel close to you. he can feel your pulse, your warmth, hear your giggles as he tickles your skin with his lips. would also love the neck + shoulder kissing combo.

he loves getting kissed all over his face. it’s something you do to say thank you or when you want to comfort him. he loves to point to a certain place on his face and say “you missed a spot ‘ere” and just feel your lips press against his face repeatedly as he takes in your scent.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

he doesn’t think his lifestyle is something that can make room for a child right now because if his life is anything, it’s chaotic. however, he absolutely loves kids and is so good around them. he always goofs around and makes funny faces to them and would love to babysit mayday with you with peter asked.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

think lazy kisses and raspy morning voices. that start giggling uncontrollably because of some bullshit joke hobie came up with. it’s just you and him under the blankets, feet tangled as you press yourself against him. you just talk about anything and everything until you decide to get up. and when you do he’ll probably make you coffee and take you on the “porch” of his boat to bask in the sun and smoke a cigarette.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

most nights he’s off fighting villains so you end up going to sleep alone. but at one point throughout the night you feel a familiar scent hit your nostrils as the covers shift. you open one eye and ask him whether or not he’s okay — since you’re used to patching him up. he just nods and pulls you close, murmuring something before kissing your forehead quickly and falling asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he doesnt take long to tell you stuff about him but he takes a long time to reveal big things (like being spiderman, any trauma related to that etc). its not that he doesnt trust you, its just that some things hurt when said aloud and he doesnt want to be reminded of them. i feel like you’d ask him one day about something related to a hurtful event that happened to him and he’d just casually drop the whole fucking lore on you and then act so nonchalant about it. he’s just finally comfortable to share it with someone. even though his method to do so is shock-inducing.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

if i had one way to describe him, i'd say he resembles summer storms. he gets angry quickly, sometimes out of the blue but his anger fades just as quick. this however, doesn't apply to situations in which you get hurt / insulted. he would not calm down quickly at all.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

this man is a machine. anything you do or say, any indication to your interests, things you like or want is registered instantly by him. he rarely forgets what you want or need but just in case he has a list on his phone. just so he knows what to get you, especially when you’re feeling unwell.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

it’s not necessarily a moment but his favourite thing about your relationship is that he can go on nonstop with his jokes and you won’t mind, no matter how weird they are. he also loves making fun of you. like straight up bully you. and he loves the way you retort it because you know he’s doing it because he’s absolutely enamoured with you and can only act childish about it. so he just enjoys the moments in which you will playfully insult each other for hours only to end up cuddling a second later.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

if you feel like you don’t need to be protected, hobie will let loose a bit and let you take over. but mostly he’s very cautious of his surroundings, for many reasons. and before you knew he was spiderman he used to follow you around, especially at night just to make sure you’re alright. don’t blame him though, he just wants to make sure you’re not hurt. especially because of him and what he does.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he doesn’t. i think something you both established quite early on is the fact that what matters is to have him by your side. especially with how hectic his spider duties are you will not find the time to think about dates and all that. at the end of the day you both just want to be in each other’s arms, that’s all you need.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

has a disastrous house. like everything is everywhere. he’s messy as hell and unapologetically so. would also forget to do house chores because his whole brain is a mess in itself. but once he gets reminded a few times he helps you out, it just takes a little.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

not at all. hobie knows he's hot. he knows the effect he has on people. especially you. there's not one time of the day this man doesn't look absolutely jaw-dropping. he usually uses his charms to his advantage.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

if he’s in a committed relationship? definitely. he wouldn’t admit it but the little shit would always cling to you, whispering “mine” as you tried to go on about your day. he needs your attention everyday to make sure he has a good one and when he’s away from you he counts the seconds before he can get home. when he does, this man literally slams himself on you because he missed you that much. he’s so silly.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

plays guitar amazingly but is a bad singer. like if he tries to hit a high note he might break a window. so he prefers to play his guitar and listen to you hum or sing to the lyrics, even if you don’t have a great singing voice. he thinks you make a great duo.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

he would like any type of partner as long as they’re not racist, homophobic, fascist etc. he would simply not care for styles because diversity is the most important thing to him and would just prefer talking about any issue he had with you or in general rather than not face it. so he would generally not be very picky.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

he snores. a lot. and he's very loud too. also drools sometimes. messy sleeper definitely but he's hobie brown, so even with a wide opened mouth, drool at it's corner and the most foul snoring that has bee encountered by man, he still looks fine af.

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𐙚 🪷 TRUTH OR DRINK katsuki bakugou .ᐟ

⋆˙ᝰ about ! “you love me, you take care of me. that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done f'me." with the release of your husband's newest album and the announcement for his latest tour, the two of you are invited on set to film a special kind of promotional video for newlyweds. hopefully, this married couple leave without a hangover. ( 4.8K )

warnings ! minors blank and ageless blogs do not interact. sfw, fluff, suggestive, angst if you squint, celebrity!au, all characters are aged up to 20s, mentions of sex, mentions of alcohol, drinking, newlyweds, exes, some family issues, long-distance, idol!bakugou, fem + model!reader - not beta read!

aali’s love letter ! happy birthday bakugou! another splendid year for our lord saviour dynamght !! i posted this late boo but its out!! i hope you guys are still able to enjoy <3 ty to @cuntcure for helping out n motivating me !! - m.list ⋆ read on ao3 ! ִ ࣪𖤐₊ ⊹

“fuck, we’re really doing this, huh?”

across from you, katsuki bakugou shifts uncomfortably — ruby red eyes darting around the plain white set. studio lights glare from all directions, illuminating the slight sweat that beads at the blonde’s hairline. artificial lighting, bright and made to capture everything, refracts of the pearling perspiration and almost creates the illusion of a halo around the crown of your partner’s head. almost as if he’s an angel.

reaching over the small table that the producers have set up between you both, you grasp at katsuki’s rough fingers, toying with them as if to test the waters before you hold them fully — once he’s comfortable enough to accept your physical affection. his palms are warm and a little sweaty, but that doesn’t stop you from giving them a gentle squeeze.

“it’ll be fun,” you whisper, keeping your voice low and calm as the production crew continues to contrastingly flit around you in preparation for the shoot. “and it’ll be great promo for your album!” lifting his hands, you press a kiss to the blonde’s knuckles as though you’re sealing a promise, ensuring that they’re not empty. you smile reassuringly and bakugou returns it awkwardly, drawing back just a tad when a member of production sheepishly approaches the table to set down three different bottles of alcohol, two shot glasses and a pitcher of pineapple and coconut juice as your mixer of choice.

glass bottles of whisky, rum, and vodka glit under the white light too.

“we can back out at anytime,” comes your soft reminder once the crew member retreats to check the sound mic and cameras along with some other staff. “i want you to be comfortable.”

bakugou shakes his head, this time, bringing the backs of your hands to his lips — pale blonde lashes fluttering as he shuts away ruby framed eyes and takes a breath to calm himself. “wanna do it. like y’said it’ll be good. fun.” when he opens his eyes again, he’s looking at you with a toothy smirk that never fails to send a shiver down your spine and butterflies in a flurry through your tummy. “besides, we haven’t been able t’do somethin’ like this together in a while.”

nothing beats your grin after that and with a few more touch ups to your make up ( the both of you ) — you’re ready to begin filming.

“okay guys!” the director on set claps their hands. “wanna start us off? who are you and what are you doing here today?”

you give katsuki’s hands one last comforting squeeze before his crimson gaze slinks towards the camera that’s now rolling, fixating on its blinking red light as it matches his stare. “‘m katsuki bakugou ‘nd this is my wife,” he juts his head over to you gently, muttering your name with love laced between each of its syllables.

you too turn to face the camera, award winning smile settling gracefully on your lips. “and today we’re playing truth or drink!” you squirm excitedly. “we’re really happy to be here! thank you for having us!”

“i’m not.”

“katsuki!”

with a laugh behind the camera, the producer speaks again. “so, you’re some pretty special guests. what do you guys do? how long have you two been married?”

bakugou rolls his eyes at the enthusiasm. “i’m a singer-songwriter slash idol or whatever you wanna call it…and i’m on tour right now. so buy my album or you’re shit.”

“and i’m a fashion model slash content creator. we’ve been together for like…five years? married for half a year? a year?” musing out loud, you switch your gaze from the camera to katsuki — letting him know with your eyes that he’s doing a great job.

“eight months, three weeks ‘n two days.” he corrects you seriously, causing sweet laughter to bubble up on your lips.

“sorry, folks. eight months, three weeks and two days.” you retort jokingly. bakugou rolls eyes ruby framed eyes again.

“okay, so still pretty new. let’s start with a shot, shall we?”

ever the gentlemen, your husband pours you a decently sized shot using a drink he knows you like without even asking. he even tops it off with a mixer because he knows that sometimes you can’t get past a bitter aftertaste if the alcohol is too strong. once done with yours, he fills up his own glass before clinking it against yours — both of you knocking back the shot with practised ease.

“god, that shit’s strong.” the pale blonde grimaces.

despite having a facial expression to match, you somehow make light of the situation. “really puts hairs on your chest, doesn’t it, kats?”

“you like my tits naked and juicy, shut the hell up,” smirking cockily, katsuki slides your shot glasses to the side and toys with the stacked white question cards in front of him. “her words not mine.”

“anyways…first card please.”

doing as he’s told, katsuki flips the first card over — skimming the letters written in bold on the other side before he slams it back down. “‘m takin’ a shot.”

the shoot has barely begun and you already find yourself bursting into fits of adoring, amused giggles. “no! it’s not even your question to answer! you have to read it, it’s the first card!” you whine playfully.

“alright, fine,” flipping the card over again with a dejected air about him, bakugou announces the question to both you and the camera. “when was the last time we had sex and where did it happen?”

“oh god.” you pinch your brow.

“told ya. no shots, it’s the first card. y’gotta answer it, babe.” bakugou teases as he casts the card aside, leaning back in his chair slow and sexy like while he watches you hungrily. it’s like making you embarrassed has made him forget that he’s on camera.

sighing through your nose, you pout at the camera and producers who watch eagerly. “on the way here.”

“on the way to this shoot? oh my god!”

“yes! omg. shut up, this is so embarrassing. katsuki don’t laugh!” you practically wail as the set bursts out into laughter. “god, okay. it was on the way here and in the back of the SUV with the partition up. don’t ask me how we had time. katsuki always makes time.”

said katsuki wiggles two fingers towards the camera knowingly and chokes back a raspy chuckle when you frown in response, scooping up your own card. “next question,” your say as your gaze skims the card. “who is your least favourite parent in law? oooh, spicy.”

“definitely her dad,” your husband points a thumb in your direction without hesitation but mouths his words straight into the camera. “you’re a piece of shit by the way.”

the producer pipes in. “can we elaborate?”

“my dad was never the most supportive of my career…but claims everything i have is because of him. it sucks, he's a narcissist and we don’t really speak because of it.” you answer truthfully, attempting to shrug the weight of your familial situation off. you know that most girls dream of having their father walk them down the aisle on their wedding day…but it’s just not in the cards for you. sensing your anger, your hurt and your pain beginning to rise to the surface, katsuki takes the card from you and grasps at your hand — eyebrows raised earnestly into his hairline while he checks to see if you’re okay. a small, wistful smile plays at your lips and you give your partner a gentle nod. “it’s okay though, my mum, mitsuki and masaru have been great parents. katsuki’s mum and dad kept me grounded throughout our engagement, pretty much designed all of my wedding outfits. they were all custom.”

“outfits? as in multiple?”

“ah yes! mitsuki insisted that i had changes throughout the day.” you beam, a giddiness replacing any negative emotion you once felt. your future mother in law had done everything in her power to make you feel like a princess on your wedding day — to this day it made you feel extremely grateful for your positive relationship with bakugou’s family.

“they still fuckin’ spoil her, ma styles her for a lot shoots,” the blonde scoffs but the adoration dancing in the almost brown flecks of his carmine eyes tell a different story. “no seriously, ma ‘n pa love you so much. you’re like the daughter they never had.”

“aw, that’s so cute. i’ll cry.”

katsuki’s turn to pick a card rolls around again, but he doesn’t let go of your hand the entire time — index finger toying with your engagement ring. “what’s was the most stressful part about planning a wedding?” he reads. “oh, definitely the micromanaging from other people. shit pissed me off,” your husband answers almost straight away, already preparing to fix himself a shot when the producer asks him to elaborate.

he shakes his head and the producer turns to you. “our managers thought that they could have a say in our ceremony since it was like the celebrity wedding of the year,” shrugging, you fix your own shot which makes your spouse grin. “we ended up having one public and one smaller, private wedding to say fuck ‘em. and no, they didn’t fire me for this.”

“so a follow up, when you announced your engagement to the world what was a difficult thing you dealt with publicly?” someone from behind the camera asks.

pursing your lips, you look to katsuki for an answer. “the fan wars? some of my fans were…are still caught up on my ex and others think the great singer katsuki bakugou is too good for an influencer like me.”

“they don’t know shit. you’re too good for the world baby, i don’t deserve you.”

“corny ass,” you snort directly into the camera’s shot. “i’m sure that’s one of his song lyrics.”

“is fuckin’ not!” bakugou pouts, though he’ll deny that he was later. “pick another damn card.”

he pushes the pile towards you once more and you cheekily swipe one from the middle to make the video a little bit more interesting for those watching from home when it comes out. hopefully the viewers get a laugh out of bakugou calling you a cheater and you sticking your tongue out at him in retaliation — he pinches it back.

“ouch! owie, okay! okay, let go!” flipping the card so that the text is facing you, you begin to read it out loud slowly — nearly bursting out into an incredulous fit of giggles at the question printed in thick black letters. “this is so ironic, baby you’re gonna love this one,” katsuki raises a brow, intrigued by the coy smile you’re barely trying to hide now. “i dare you to call an ex and remind them that you’re happily married.”

a small silence echoes throughout the studio as you stare at one another, waiting and waiting, until a loud, raspy and haughty laugh rips through bakugou’s throat.

“what’s so funny?”

the blonde sat opposite you, still as handsome as the day you first met him — with glittering gem eyes that sparkle under the studio lights and a toothy smile that never fails to melt your heart, suddenly grows shy. a rose tint spreads its way over the bridge of his nose and his cheeks that have lost their youthful roundness, katsuki blushes softly but laughs with his entire body — only just embarrassed by the secret he's about to reveal to his most dedicated fans and the rest of the world.

leaning forward on the table, elbows on the edge, while you tuck your chin in the seat of your palm — biting your lip in amusement. “do you wanna tell them or should i?”

“i wanna take a fuckin’ short first. can i?” katsuki asks, almost innocently. he knocks back a glass of dark, bitter whisky once he gets the go ahead. “she’s my first. my first everythin’. girlfriend, time, wife—“

“i sure hope i’m your first and only wife, kats.” you cut him off swiftly, a mischievous lilt layered thick on your tone.

he slings an arm over the back of his chair, waving you off lovingly. “—you know what i mean, sweets.” bakugou shrugs in the direction of the producers. “i don’t have an ex to call.”

“okay, we’ll have your wife call one.”

at the film crew’s suggestion, your voice raises an octave, notes of surprise littered through out your melodic voice. “me? who would i even call?” you can’t help but snicker, trying to reach for the juice used for mixer so you can plan your escape route out of the dare.

your husband snatches the bottle from your reach, holding it protectively against his broad chest. “call shindou.” he grunts out low but highly amused.

“oh no, i’m not doing that. let me take the shot katsuki.” comes your instant response, tone turning slightly serious.

“who’s shindou?”

“her ex.”

“my ex.”

the both of you announce in unison, though you’re a little less entertained by your menace of a blonde husband — still guarding the drinks as he chucks the used question card to the side.

“why not?”

“cause it’ll be mean? he still hasn’t recovered from finding out i’m dating the idol he used to train with. yanno, the one who debuted over him.”

bakugou clicks his tongue cockily. “he’ll get over it. call him. c’mon, it’ll be funny and you love making me laugh.”

“alright fine but you have to swear you’ll answer the next one.” you turn to the camera. “he’s right though, his laugh is the prettiest in the world.”

bakugou blushes as you pull out your phone and scroll to the bottom of your contact list, surprised at yourself for not blocking and deleting the number. holding up the sleek device for everyone to view, you jab a thumb into the speaker button and watch with baited breath as it begins to ring throughout the studio.

“hello, yo speakin’,” a voice a little higher pitched than your husband’s filters through the speaker. it’s familiar, but doesn’t hold any of the comfort that bakugou brings. it’s been years since you ended things with your ex, the relationship was rocky and full of miscommunications and mistrusts before either of you skyrocketed to fame. there’s no malice between you both or a reason to cause katsuki why worry, you hope, but talking to yo shindou nowadays is akin to talking to a stranger.

giving the camera an awkward thumbs up, you reply shyly. “hi shin, what’s up?”

“oh hey sweetheart, this is a nice suprise.” your ex purrs through the line. you click the buttons side of your phone to turn up the volume — making sure his every word is picked up by the mics in the room.

bakugou chimes in, clearly looking for an opportunity to show off. “hey asshole, don’t get too excited.”

“hello to you too kats, what can i do you for princess?”

“shin, don’t call me that. also we’re shooting truth or drink right now — newlyweds edition with kats. they wanted me to call, tell you i’m married or something… which i’m sure you know by now.” explaining in a rush, you push at bakugou’s forehead, right between arched, dark blonde brows to keep him and his laughter at bay.

“it’s all anyone can talk about these days, especially when i’m on set. married couple of the year.”

the producers mouth to you to ask shindou a question, in which you almost miss underneath the sounds of your newlywed husband suppressing snarky jokes and giggles. “they’re telling me to ask you if you’re happy for me ‘n kats. you don’t have to answer—“

“i am. happy for you. katsuki, as big as of an asshole as he is, makes you way fucking happier than i ever did. he’s good to you, but you’re better to him. the world wants to see you guys grow old together… i hope it stays that way or else i’ll have to swoop back in—“

cringing along the millions that will be watching in the near future, you slice through his words politely before bakugou can blow a gasket. “thanks, shin. you’re sweet.”

“anything for you, sweetcheeks—“

“alright, alright. you’re pushin’ it now, freak. r’member i’m the one clapping these sweet cheeks and i’ll always be a better fuck than you—“ abruptly, your newfound husband snatches up your phone — growling possessively down the line as if to ward your ex off.

“okaybyethankyou!” squealing you hang up the phone and breathe a heavy sigh of relief, head banging on the table in front of you as you try to hide your flustered face. “that went better than expected.”

the blonde before you shrugs nonchalantly as if he wasn’t seconds away from reaching into the phone and tearing shindou’s head from between his shoulders. “i do love an opportunity to show you off, rub our marriage in people’s faces.” alas, he pours you both a shot, adding a mixer to yours, sort of as a reward for making it through the call. “kay, next card,” he swipes one from the top of the pile once more, carefully murmuring its contents into the studio’s cool air. “can the both of you name one person you would have invited into your marital bedroom on your wedding night? see if you’re both thinking of the same person. easy. on three?”

“sure! one, two—“ you count, the temperature of the room raising as it awaits your big reveal. “kirishima.”

“kirishima.” katsuki says at the same time before smirking cockily at the film crew. “next!”

you join him just as your foot flirtatious slides up his leg from underneath the table. “kats says eijirou is packin’, by the way.” your husband’s smile fades into an embarrassed look, everyone in the room laughing along with you. of course he’s seen it. of course you’ve talked about this before. “anyway, my turn! most romantic thing i’ve ever done for you? c’mon now kats, you can think of something. i’m pretty sweet.”

reaching for your hand for the nth time during the shoot, bakugou laces his fingers with yours — decadent dark red eyes instantly drawn to the big rock on your engagement ring and the simple gold wedding band that sits above it as he recalls everything you’ve ever done for him. every gesture; every text, every act of physical touch or service. it would be hard to choose just one romantic thing.

the silence as he ponders almost fills you with dread, a nervousness fluttering about in your chest like a butterfly whose wings are beginning to fail them. they’d have to edit this part out if he couldn’t think of anything.

but then, those plush pink lips that kiss you and call for you, part gently and a soft sentiment escape’s from between them. “you love me,” is all bakugou can say, eyes wide and genuine. “you take care of me. that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done f'me…and, if we’re talkin’ specifics, you remember that time just before my album came out? before our wedding? i was fuckin’ stressed ‘n i was always locked up in the studio, trying to figure out the track list, the final song…”

you nod slowly, exhaling deeply through your nose. “yeah?” the background noise from the crew, cameras and mics wither away until it’s just yourself and bakugou in the room — holding hands as though you’re one another’s life lines.

“it was three am ‘n you were in another city for a shoot but…you still made the drive over to have dinner with me. to make sure i ate,” the tip of katsuki’s rough and calloused thumb brushes over the bumps formed by your knuckles. “just to help me run through things even though i was freakin’ the fuck out and you had a flight to milan the next day. you ate with me and that meant a lot.” he seems wistful as he talks, forgetting that the world will be able to see his heart beating all tender like when the cameras are put away and the footage is polished up.

perhaps he doesn’t care if the world sees him being so vulnerable with the woman he loves on screen. they’ll usually find such openness hidden between the lyrics of his songs. so, perhaps it’s the little alcohol running through his system. nevertheless, quiet love and appreciation seeps from katsuki bakugou’s pours into the quiet atmosphere of the set, the emotions crash over you in waves that you welcome — almost reducing you to tears brewed just for him.

“you asshole,” you sniff, lacking all the spite the insulting nickname carries. “i didn’t think that night meant so much to you… i just wanted to see my baby. wanted to make sure you were okay.”

cocking his head to the side fondly, the blonde singer uses the back of his hand to wipe at your free falling tears you hadn’t realised were there. bakugou doesn’t let go of you the entire time. “don’t cry sweets, you know i hate t’see you cry.”

watery laughter bubbles up on the seam of your lips. “don’t tell me what to do,”

“you said she drove from another city, would you guys say that distance made things difficult for you?”

“sometimes,” you answer the director truthfully. “while we were engaged we’d plan our wedding across different time zones. when i was awake walking for fashion week he was sleeping in his studio making songs.” you explain, looking to katsuki to confirm.

he nods along with another squeeze of your hand. “it was hard yeah, but we got through it. now she has my ring on her finger ‘n she’s stuck with me.”

“send help.” you mouth to the camera.

resuming the game, you snatch up a card and secretly hope that the question is a little more light hearted than the previous. “has my line of work ever made you jealous? oooh, good one,” adding the card to the ones already discarded, you squirm in your seat — excited to know your husband’s answer. “no shots! i want you sober and honest.”

“i’ve hardly had anythin’ to drink!” katsuki snorts. “what’s the sayin’? a drunk man’s words are a sober man’s thoughts? let me have something.”

“no! i want sober words and sober thoughts, that’s the aim of the game, stink.”

katsuki rolls his eyes so hard you fear they might drop out of his skull. “spoiled brat,” he mumbles begrudgingly, sucking his teeth. “okay before anyone says anythin’, i’m a secure guy. i trust and value my girl’s word above anyone else’s. i love seein’ her on billboards in every country i visit, on magazines at every airport I’ve ever flown from…”

“it feels like there’s a but coming.”

“wait for it…” you hum gleefully.

“but i hate that one cover shoot you did with that nerd, izuku, for vogue. that’s it. never do that shit again.” bakugou finishes, crossing his arms over his chest like a petulant child.

nearly leaping out of your seat, you point at your husband — bewildered. “i knew it! you said it didn’t bother you!”

“of course it did! he had his grubby arms wrapped around you! he stinks.”

“you did not just call izuku stinky, he’s got a feature on your album!”

“his feature can kiss my ass,” you know that bakugou is only half serious, the two have written some beautiful songs together and the cover hardly meant anything — izuku models from time to time as well. it just so happens you also work for the same brands. “my turn again, rate my proposal on a scale of one to ten. how good did i do?”

“nine point five.” you nod assertively, speaking to your audience with love bursting through your heart. “he proposed to me at his first sold out concert, like literally stopped singing and apologised to all of his fans because he had something important to say. that’s when he asked me, in front of his entire world. kats’ is real private so it meant so much to me…”

the blonde leans back in his seat but brings your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss directly to your wedding rings. “only nine point five? cheeky fucker.”

“it’s only ‘cause your genius-self decided to chuck my ring into the crowd?” you scoff.

“oi! i have good aim, you’re just shit at catchin’ things!” katsuki scoffs back, nudging you with his foot under the table.

“back to the game love birds.”

the two of you put your playful little spat on the back burner and you grasp the next card. “how many years into our our marriage do you think we’ll stop having sex—?”

“never,” katsuki cuts you off, looking directly into the lense as he jabs a thumb in your direction. “i can’t ever get her off my cock. she’s fuckin’ insane.”

heat flares up underneath the surface of your skin in embarrassment. “fuck you.”

“right after this shoot, sweetheart.” he winks right back at you before nodding down at the cards. “last two, yeah? did your life turn out as expected?”

chewing on your bottom lip, you give the question some thought. life has an unpredictable nature, no matter who you are or where you come from. if someone had told you a year into your college degree, that you’d be in front of sorts of cameras as a profession for the rest of your life — you wouldn’t have believed them. if someone had told you that you’d find the love of your life shortly after, you would have called them a liar too. your past has been heavy, a dark cloud you never thought you’d be able to escape — hauntingly daunting.

and even though you know that it’s a burden to place the weight of your happiness on someone else’s shoulders — but you know that katsuki has always been your golden, blinding light at the end of the tunnel. he’s something you never expected, but someone you entirely deserve after everything life has thrown at you.

“no, it hasn’t,” you whisper softly, ever so slightly distinct. your lover leans in, watching you curiously from over stacked question cards and bottles of barely touched alcohol. “i never expected to be so famous so young, that a silly little dream of mine could come true. that i never expected, i still can’t believe it…but, it’s like… meeting you. falling in love with you, on top of all that? it’s like i was destined to be with you, kats. you’re my soulmate. i knew that from the start.”

just like you earlier, emotion wells up inside katsuki. it breaches the cavity of his chest, slows down the rate of his heart and lungs and brings a slight shine to his beautiful blood red eyes. he sniffs but doesn’t dare look away from you — reading deep into your soul despite knowing the pages of it off by heart. “i feel the same,” he mumbles, reaching over to cup your face even with all of the cameras around. “i never expected to go on tour, sell albums and make music…but i feel like my heart always knew you were waitin’ for me.” quietness fills the space between the two of you, neither of you needing to say much. you cup the wrist of his hand that touched your face, leaning into his palm and pressing a kiss to it. “we’re so fuckin’ corny.”

“you love it.” you reply instantly. “i love you.”

“see?” katsuki asks the production crew as he draws the last card for both of you — holding it out for you to read. “cornball.”

“it’s cute! she’s cute and corny!”

“what about the rest of our marriage do you look forward to most?” since the video shoot is coming to an end, and you hardly want to cry any more, you both decide to make your answers short and sweet. “i look forward to spending forever by your side, taking over the world one continent at a time.” you gush, meaning every single word, smiling adoringly.

“ditto, can’t wait to grow old with you, brat.” bakugou mirrors your expression and finally, finally ends the shoot by pressing the ghost of a kiss to your awaiting lips. you feel warm knowing how comfortable he’s grown over the course of filming, even more so at all of the truths he’s given you tonight.

“that’s a wrap! thank you so much guys!”

katsuki salutes the camera, finishing up for you. “we’ve been the bakugous playin’ truth or drink. buy my album, see me on tour, buy a magazine with my wife’s beautiful face on it. like and subscribe.” all the while, you reflect on everything that you’ve learned about your husband whilst filming — that he loves you a lot more than he lets on, that you have his heart for all of eternity, that nothing in this world and cause his love for you to waver,

and as your matching wedding bands continue to gleam beneath the dimming studio lights, you only hope that he knows that you feel the exact same way about loving him too.

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shegetsburned · 2 months

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how they like to kiss you w. one piece men ˚ 𐙚 ⋆.

.sfw.

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a hungry beast. hands caressing your neck or tracing your jaw as they kiss you nuts. he needs to touch you - his hands on your bare skin, lips nibbling, biting, moaning into yours, while heavily breathing after. a fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, portgas d. ace, trafalgar law, eustass kid, killer, paulie, sir crocodile, smoker, akagami no shanks, buggy the clown, donquixote doflamingo, king, kaku, lucci, silvers rayleigh

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a sloppy first-timer. weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot. it’s a greedy and messy kiss. it’s mostly tongue when he tries to push his way between your lips, firmly gripping the back of your head. a string of saliva connects your lips when you finally part.

monkey d. luffy, usopp, portgas d. ace, eustass kid, akagami no shanks, buggy the clown, donquixote doflamingo, paulie

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. you’re a delicate flower that needs meticulous care. it’s slow. tracing your lips with a fingertip until he can’t resist any longer, tilting your chin towards him for a kiss. his thumb trailing down to your jawbone. you feel his soft touch against your skin, ever so slightly grazing it with tenderness and affection.

sanji, sabo, killer, sir crocodile, benn beckman, dracule mihawk, koza, marco, corazon

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a secret that’s making its way to your ears. a curious and uncertain soft kiss that turns into a fever. a gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion. a kiss so ardent, so perfect - that after you part, neither one of you can open your eyes for a few moments afterwards.

roronoa zoro, sanji, usopp, sabo, iceburg, akagami no shanks, benn beckman, koza, king, kaku, marco, corazon

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. you’ll forget how he tastes. quick pecks here and there, finishing on the mouth. every time he leaves or comes back you’re greeted with one warm kiss. you can’t possibly escape it. he’ll tilt your head up towards him to steal one or distract you from whatever you’re doing so he can get one.

sanji, usopp, franky, trafalgar law, portgas d. ace, killer, smoker, akagami no shanks, yasopp, koza, lucci, silvers rayleigh

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osachiyo · 3 months

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𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖙 𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖈 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗 · dazai, chuuya & fyodor .ೃ࿐

· 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𐙚 none, gn reader, sfw content, fluff, petnames, headcanons + little scenarios, not proofread

· 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 𐙚 sorry these are really short, im just trying to clear out as many requests as i can for now :') i was gonna add sigma n fukuzawa too but i wanted to get it out asap so i can work on my other wips. also ! i might focus a little more on fluff for the time being :) happy reading and hope you guys enjoyed !

𝖘𝖞𝖕𝖓𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖘... just some cute scenarios with some of the bsd men ᡣ𐭩

dazai.. was an interesting man. he never got flustered no matter how much you flirted with him, not even blushing when you did provocative actions like sitting on his lap, or whispering dirty words into his ear.

instead, he somehow counters your lines with his own — leaving you the one flustered.

but when you give him genuine compliments, or do something nice for him genuinely from the goodness of your heart, the same man who's seemingly unaffected by your advances, somehow turns into putty — melting in the clutch of your warm grasp.

in the quiet sanctuary of your shared bedroom, you hummed sweet words against dazai's dark locks, your lips finding solace on the crown of his head. "you're so pretty," you whispered, a genuine compliment that seemed to momentarily lift the weight of his rough day.

"darling, not as pretty as you," he chuckled, his voice muffled as he buried his face in your chest. the day had taken its toll on him, a tough mission leaving him with more than a fair share of injuries. but those details could wait for another time.

for dazai, these moments were treasures. lying in your arms or having you nestled in his, the simple pleasure of each other's company became a haven. the absence of distractions allowed him to savor the rare peace he found with you, a feeling that almost made him giddy.

your words, genuine and warm, were like a balm for his weary soul. in these moments, he set aside his usual snarky quips and jokes, content to bask in the embrace and scent that spoke of comfort and home. the sincerity in your praise quickened his heartbeat, and for once, dazai didn't need to hide behind humor.

though his face was hidden from your view, dazai couldn't conceal the flush of pink spreading across his cheeks. it was a secret shared only with the solitude of your embrace — a silent acknowledgment of the vulnerability and affection that blossomed in these stolen moments of peace.

considering chuuya's job, you two don't get to spend too much time together. but you had already known and accepted that when you started dating him.

though, when you two do get to spend some quality time together — it's all worth it. he makes sure to spoil you with his affection and attention when he has the chance — making up for all the time he's neglected you.

and after a whole day of getting spoiled by him — visiting fancy and expensive places, tasting amazing food, drinking the finest wine, you finally get to relax at home with your favorite person.

"quit scrunching that handsome face, babe," you sighed, smoothing the furrowed lines of his brows with your thumbs, delicately working the cleanser into his skin. chuuya simply hummed, surrendering to the soothing sensation and leaning into your touch.

"and what's the deal with this?" he asked, his arms enveloping your waist — right where they belonged. "it's just cleanser, does what it says — cleans your skin." chuuya hummed again, drawing small circles on your hips, "just make sure it stays out of my eyes, okay?" you rolled your eyes, adjusting yourself on his lap for better comfort, "obviously."

after rinsing off the cleanser and following through with the skincare routine you'd picked, chuuya stared at his reflection in the mirror — bunny headband adorning his head, bangs swept back and away from his face, which now felt surprisingly soft. "holy shit, my face feels so...smooth?" he blinked, gently squishing his own cheeks. you approached from behind, planting a tender kiss on his neck — "i did tell you my skincare routine works wonders."

"heh, yeah," he chuckled, turning to face you, playfully squishing your cheeks together before planting a soft kiss on your lips, "now it's your turn, love. your skin deserves some of that magic too."

fyodor was a busy man, you always catch him in that dimly lit room — typing away while staring at his monitors. with all the plotting, scheming and hacking — he never really has any time left to take real care of himself.

and that's exactly what you're here for — dragging him out of the dingy room, not paying any attention to his complaints or threats, you know he doesn't mean them.

taking off his ushanka, you wonder how much time had it actually been since he's properly washed his hair — but you didn't ask him that, knowing he'd be even more irritated.

fyodor's complaints ceased once you proposed a shared bath, both of you disrobing before slipping into the warm water. the temperature, meticulously adjusted to his liking, showcased your thoughtful consideration. though the usual positions were reversed, with him against your chest, it was necessary for you to tend to his hair.

"right there, love," fedya sighed in content, tilting his head back and savoring your touch. your fingers massaged the shampoo into his hair, focusing on his scalp. "feel good, huh?" you smiled, placing sweet kisses on the pale skin of his exposed neck before gently rinsing away the shampoo from his raven locks.

these tranquil moments held a special place in his heart. simple yet profound, they kindled a warmth within him. your loving gaze had the power to thaw even his typically cold heart. in those tender glances, he found a promise to himself — to craft the perfect world for both of you.

©sachiyoh— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

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mncxbe · 4 months

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bsd men and what they do for christmas

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊, 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂, 𝑭𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊, 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: sfw/nsfw/ severe brainrot♡

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

can I just start by saying that this man has never celebrated Christmas properly so he's so excited to spend time with you

Dazai prefers to keep things simple: homemade dinner and then watching a movie

you're supposed to open the presents in the morning but he isn't patient enough. the moment he sees them under the tree you so kindly decorated a few days ago he has the biggest smile on his face

"come on bella you don't seriously want to wait until morning. how could you do this to me? you know how curious I am"

you end up opening the gifts that night. he's gonna loves whatever you get him really but his heart literally melts if you knit him a scarf or write him a letter. dazai's a sucker for self-made gifts

the only appropriate way to show his gratitude is to bend you over and fuck you nice and slow, your face mushed in the cushy pillows on your shared bed as he takes you from behind

"there you go pretty girl. my, my I'm starting to think this pretty pussy of yours is my favourite gift so far"

you can bet he wears a santa hat

𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

he'd take you out to the most expensive restaurant in town for a proper meal

after that, if you find a rink that's open on Christmas eve he takes you ice skating (totally not an excuse for him to hold your hand)

once you get home you cuddle on the couch while watching a generic movie like Home Alone. it's always the classics I'm telling you

he has a fireplace!!! and insists on opening the gifts next to it

among other stuff, he gets you Christmas themed lingerie and makes you wear it in bed. cuz after all, you're the best gift he could ask for

forget about baking him sweets, the only dessert he wants is your pretty cunt. he's gonna eat you out for what seems like hours, making you cum on his tongue at least two or three times before he even thinks about fucking you

"shiit baby you look so pretty like this. you like it when I spoil you rotten don't ya? I bet you do- oh fuck yea cum f'me doll"

𝑭𝒖𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

hubby's busy even on holidays

he probably has to attend some obnoxious event and ofc you go as his plus one

he's gonna spend all evening sulking and complaining about how idiotic the whole party is

by the time you two get home he's too exhaused to do anything but you may be able to bribe him to stay awake for an hour or two with some gingerbread

can I just say he'd probably get you the nicest gifts? i'm 100% sure he has a good salary so he can afford whatever you want. expensive jewelery or skincare? sure, no problem. a stack of books with those pretty decorative covers? fine again

he probably gets a bit tipsy on mulled wine so be prepared to hear a silly yet lengthy love confession before bed

falls asleep before midnight but he's gonna make up for it in the morning if you catch my drift

𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

sweet baby's so anxious at first

he's never celebrated christmas before so he doesn't really know what to do. this whole idea is so new to him but he can't deny he loves spending time with you decorating the house

Sigma wants to try any tradition you may have; baking winter themed cookies, making crackers, watching a movie marathon

when it comes to gifts he doesn't really know what to get you so he ends up buying multiple things he thinks you'd like and he's so happy when you tell him you like them

cuddles cuddles cuddles all evening under a cushy blanket with a mug of hot chocolate in your hands

he'd look so cute wearing one of those reindeer headbands

if it's snowing, take him slow dancing in the snow or on a walk around town. he's gonna love the pretty christmas lights

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #bsd smut #dazai bsd #bsd dazai #dazai x reader #dazai fluff #dazai smut #chuya smut #bsd chuya #chuya x reader #sigma fluff #sigma bsd #sigma x reader #bsd fukuchi #fukuchi bsd

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etfrin · 4 months

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𐙚 — favors!❞ ༄

series masterlist | nerd! Coryo x bimbo! Reader au |

| implied modern Coryo | navigation |

— you were just another one of the dumb, rich girls, too bad everything in your life changed when you asked for Coryo to help!

sfw drabbles :

the beginning

NSFW drabbles :

biochem and neverending notes

the assignment

a reward

passed the test

on my own

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deunmiu-dessie · 19 days

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𝑜𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶'𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

started ⸺ 04.12.24 ༉‧₊˚.

last update ⸺ 04.29.24 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝓊𝓉𝓎 ༊*·˚

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simon "ghost" riley - baking with him, a piece of you

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kyle "gaz" garrick - infatuated with you, his world

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soap mactavish ♡ 𝒶⸺𝓏 ⁽ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵒⁿ!⁾

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price ⸺ 1 2 3 4 5 6 ⁽ⁿᵉʷ!⁾

gaz ⸺ 1 2 ⁽ⁿᵉʷ!⁾

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kyle garrick ♡ 𝒶⸺𝓏 ⁽ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵒⁿ!⁾

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shade ( sfw )

monster!boyfriend ( nsfw )

dragon ( sfw )

minotaur ( nsfw )

werewolf ( nsfw )

gargoyle ( nsfw )

paralysis demon ( nsfw )

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wendigo

goblins

drusyn ⁽ᵃˡⁱᵉⁿ⁾ ⁽ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵒⁿ!⁾

caspian ⁽ᵈʳᵃᵍᵒⁿ⁾ ⁽ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵒⁿ!⁾

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nim'xen ⁽ᵃˡⁱᵉⁿ⁾

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pushed me away / tsu'tey rongloa is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

new message from:🪐 anon . . . tsu’tey x reader the reader had been along side jake and the clan decided to take her as well since she had told them she was a healer and much like jake that was a dream walker warrior they had never seen a dream walker healer, eventually he end up falling for her and they end up mating somewhere between the destroying of home tree and the war with the sky people but after the battle when he’s injured he believes he’ll never get back to his full strength and doesn’t think he’ll be a good maté anymore…..

current game . . . after the war, tsu’tey gets injured and becomes guarded, pushing you away and shutting you out while burying himself in guilt.

game warnings . . . minors and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fem! dreamwalker! mate! reader, mating, enemies to lovers, angst, mention of wound, fear, guilt + fluff. length: 5.7k

slang . . . skxawng ( idiot ), uniltiranyu ( dreamwalker ), irayo ( thank you ), kxi ( hello ; casual ), lor ( beautiful ), tiyawn ( love ), nga yawne lu oer ( i love you ), mawey ( calm ), wiya ( expression of warning or frustration, damn ), kelku ( home ; house ), tsamsiyu ( warrior ), yawne ( beloved ), prrsmung ( baby carrier ) + tewng ( loincloth ).

streamer speaks . . . saturn anon, i’m so happy to finally put this out, i hope you like this. special shout out to both @eywaite for showing me a better way of organizing my writing schedule and @inlovewithpandora for reading this over, love y’all both : masterlist / previous fic / taglist.

“Your baby boy is healthy and strong, he’ll soon be here,” you smile at Mo’at’s words but it soon disappears once the realization kicks in that he will be here soon, and the father doesn’t even know the baby exists. It’s not like you planned this to happen, you never expected what life was going to turn out like after the war between the sky people.

You made your way outside the tsahik tent and made your way back to your hut, the hut Tsu’tey built for the two of you to spend the rest of your lives in, living there alone and the thought of the baby brings tears to your eyes and you try to hold them in, not wanting to break down in front of people.

Once you made it home, you closed the flap to give yourself some privacy, laying your head on the flap a little bit before taking a deep breath and turning around to look in your dull home.

You haven’t gotten the chance to decorate but you never felt like it was worth your time since it was only you living here, if Tsu’tey were here, he’d encourage you to decorate it to how you see fit but he wasn’t.

Your eyes landed on your bow that was leaning against the wall. You walk over and pick it up, grazing your fingers along the intricate lines and patterns.

You haven’t paid much attention to it until now since you haven’t had the need to use it. Tsu’tey gifted it to you as a courting gift, as you began to think about the many gifts you received from that point in your relationship you couldn’t help but reminisce on how it all started.

You ended up being captured along with Jake and were brought to the tsahik and the olo’eyktan to decide what they were going to do with the both of you. The clan decided to allow Jake to learn their ways since he was a warrior, Neytiri being tasked to teach him the ways she didn’t want to but had no choice in the decision.

You were surprised at the fact Jake got accepted since he was a skxawng.

The only reason they accepted you was that you told them you were a healer, they had never heard of a dream walker being a healer before so the tsahik decided for you to learn under her wing but you had to learn the way of the people as well as Jake did and instead of Neytiri teaching you along with Jake.

Tsu’tey was tasked in teaching you and that’s when you actually got a good look at him, studying his features as he scrunches up his nose and lets out a huff in protest, you knew training with him was going to be hard as he wanted nothing to do with you but you were going to make the best of it.

“No, you’re doing it wrong, stronger here,” Tsu’tey growled as he pressed on his stomach, he walked around you to stand at your back, straightening your back and hitting your elbow up and your face began to heat up in embarrassment.

This was how your training went, either by him correcting you or making jokes whenever you missed a target but one thing he was proud of was you already knew how to speak na’vi, You had more experience in the language than Jake was and that was something in Tsu’teys eyes.

Outside of training, whenever you saw him, he was mostly busy with his duties and you would follow him whenever you could, you would hide behind a tree as you watched him hunt and when he got in a good stance, you would draw him in your notebook.

You had tried not to make any sudden movements but that went out the window when he missed his shot and you let out a giggle immediately slapping it shut hoping he hadn’t heard.

Tsu’tey ears pinned up at the small noise and his guard was fully up as he tried to trace where the sound came from. You were scared of him finding you, not sure of how he would react to seeing you there and you didn’t see an easier way to escape so you stayed put and quiet hoping he gave up.

Tsu’tey was already frustrated with himself for missing an easy shot, he let himself get distracted, by a uniltiranyu like you. Ever since he laid eyes on you, he couldn’t get you off his mind.

It was something about you that drew him to you and then he was tasked with teaching you the way of his people, he wasn’t happy about it but deep down he wasn’t as against it as he appeared to be.

A smell hits his nose as he inhales a deep breath, the same sweet smell that always hits him whenever he is near you or very close to you when he teaches you how to fix your stance.

‘She’s here,’ Tsu’tey thought to himself and started to trace where the smell came from as he ignored the way his tail started to sway side to side excitedly as a small grin made its way on his face.

“What are you doing here?!” He snarled as he finally found you hiding behind a tree holding a book close to your chest. “Umm… I… I was just taking a walk,” You lied through your teeth looking everywhere but at him. “You shouldn’t be here, it’s very dangerous for someone like you,” he states as he glares down at you.

“I can take care of myself.” Tsu’tey scoffs in response as you take your leave, before you can make it far, you end up tripping as if getting caught wasn’t enough. He helps you up as he lets out an annoyed groan making sure you don’t have any bruises.

“Um... Thank you,” you softly spoke as Tsu’tey went to pick up the book that flew out of your hand when you fell. His curiosity got to him as he always saw you with the book, not once did he not see you without it.

Tsu’tey opens the book and on the very first page, there is a drawing of him in a smug expression that he had on when he first met you.

When you finally get done dusting yourself off, you look to where Tsu’tey stands wondering why he’s been so quiet, you could’ve sworn you would hear a small lecture from him but when you see your book in his hands as he silently looked through the pages that were just artwork on him, your eyes widen in shock as you made your way over to him frantically.

“Hey, that’s private!” you yelled as you snatched the book from out of his hands.

A smug look appears on Tsu’tey’s face as your face begins to heat up and he takes a step towards you but you take a step back.

“It looks like someone has a crush.” he raised his eyebrow bone and a flustered smile appeared on your face as you started to sweat. “W..What.. no, me having a drawing or two of you doesn’t mean I like you,” you rambled as he continued to look down at you with a smirk.

“I don’t have to take this!” you state as you turn to leave but Tsu’tey stops you. “Let me walk you back so I know you’re safe,” he spoke softly. “Irayo, I’d love that.” You responded with a small smile.

The walk back wasn’t as quiet and awkward as you thought it was going to be, the two of you talked all the way. You knew he was finally letting you in and it made you so happy that you felt a warm feeling inside and your heart started beating indicating that you were falling for him more than you already had.

The more you spent together, the more feelings built up inside of you, your face heating up every time he was near you or touched you and he of course noticed how flustered you became around him, he thought it was cute.

Tsu’tey never thought that he could fall for a sky person because of what they did to his home and to his first love but you managed to break down his walls one by one. It was just something about you that pulled him to you.

He found himself making sure you took care of yourself, making sure he was always there when you would explore the forest or get herbs for Mo’at to make sure you wouldn’t get hurt.

When it was time for your iknimaya, Tsu’tey was so proud of how far you had come but he was also worried, he knew you could do it but deep down he had a negative thought that you might get hurt or even worse, die.

Tsu’tey already lost love once, he didn’t want to lose his second chance. He didn’t think he could love someone else like he did for Swlyanin but you really snuck up on him and proved him wrong.

Once you succeed in taming your ikran, Tsu’tey runs to mount his and catch up behind you. “Tsu’tey, I did it!” You cheered looking back at him with a huge smile.

“I knew you could, tiyawn,” that word slipped right through his lips without him catching it but he didn’t mind, he wanted you to be his and he planned for it to happen tonight.

A few minutes later, Tsu’tey found you talking to Jake before making his appearance knowing he took in your beauty as you took out your braids and had [your favorite color] bow in your hair, he clutched the gift he had for you in his hands tightly a bit nervous if you’d reject his offer.

“Ma [Name].” he greets you, putting three fingers to his forehead before motioning outwards and you return the gesture with the biggest smile on your face.

“Kxi, Tey I was just about to look for you,” you look up at him as you shift your weight from one leg to the other, Jake taking his leave once he realizes the both of you forgot he was standing there.

“You look lor, tiyawn,” a flustered smile appeared on your face at his words, and butterflies began to form in your stomach. “Irayo, you don’t look too bad yourself,” you smirked, taking a step closer to him, not breaking eye contact and he watched you lick your bottom lip.

Clearing his throat, he finally revealed what he was hiding behind his back and your eyes widened in shock as you noticed a handmade bow. “I made this just for you,” Tsu’tey expressed with love in his tone and tears welled up in your eyes as you took the bow into your hands.

“Tey, this is beautiful, irayo,” you cooed as you noticed the carving in the bow which was the first initial of your name plus the first initial of his and you traced them with your finger with a huge smile on your face.

That was not the only gift he gave you as the following weeks, you received beautiful bracelets, necklaces, and tops that had some of his colors in it. You loved each gift he made for you.

Tsu’tey thought it was time for you and him to seal the bond which was brought to your attention by Jake that he was courting you and you happily accepted.

He brought you to the tree of voices after that, explained what it was used for, no ever breaking eye contact with you as he was so close that you felt his breath, and his fingers slightly rubbing against your arm.

You were so focused on his lips while you listened to what he said, he took notice as he slowly moved in and softly pressed his lips against yours, your heart skipped a beat.

The kiss was so gentle and tender as it was filled with so much passion as he pulled you closer, already working on removing your top.

Tsu’tey is the first to pull away from the kiss, catching his breath as he looks deep into your eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he questions, a little nervous of the thought you might say no but he takes a deep breath as he sees the smile he fell in love with. “I have never been more sure in my life.”

He brings his queue to the front and you follow suit wanting nothing more but to be mated for life with him, watching in awe as your tendrils connect becoming one neural cord — bonding you as one.

Your spirits were now connected as you both can hear the other thoughts, feel just how deeply in love for each other, and how happy that the two of you were now mated for life in front of Eywa.

Tsu’tey pulls you even closer to him, careful not to break the bond and before he connects your lips together once again, he opens his mouth, “I see you, [name].”

Upon hearing those words, you took the lead of pressing your lips against his as you thought ‘I see you’ — knowing he can hear every thought and you couldn’t be more happy to call him yours but all good things always have to come to an end.

During the war, Tsu’tey got shot, you were terrified when you found him on the ground with a bullet wound in his stomach, the fear of losing him was heavy on your mind but you had to stay calm for the both of you.

“N…Nga yawne lu oer,” he stumbled over his words briefly before coughing as you pressed hard on the wound to prevent more blood loss.

“Save it, you’ll be okay,” you spoke as your lips began to tremble as you tear a long piece from your loincloth and carefully use it as a plug into the wound so you can start leading him to your ikran.

As soon as you get him on your ikran, you immediately take off, immediately praying to Eywa that your mate will be alright, you couldn’t imagine the idea of losing him, not when you just got him. You needed him, how could you live without him?

The tears made their way down your cheeks as your grip on his hand got tighter. ‘Mawey, he’s going to be just fine’ you repeated in your mind like a mantra, not trying to give the negative thoughts attention. All you could do was just hope for the best.

The minutes you waited outside the tsahik tent felt so excruciating — so intense that you couldn’t even stay in one place. Jake and Neytiri watched as you paced back and forth deep in thought, worrying for you.

Jake places his hand on your shoulder to stop you in place, forcing you to look at him. “Tsu’tey is a strong man, he’s going to be alright,” he reassured you as he pulled you into a hug and you broke down in his arms, Neytiri rubbing your back as she shared a worried glance with Jake.

“Jake, we’re supposed to be celebrating the win of the war, this… this was not part of the plan��” you cried, strengthening the hold you had on him. “I know..” he responded in a whisper, the two of you stayed in that position as it was the only way to sooth you, the only way to keep you from digging a hole in the ground from all the pacing.

Mo’at stepped out of the tent, you pulled away from Jake but held both his and Neytiri’s hands in a tight grasp as you awaited her response.

“Tsu’tey is doing okay, the bullet didn’t do severe damage, he’s all stitched up and resting as he is going to need to be in order to heal and get back onto his foot.”

You feel a heavy feeling lift off of your shoulders once you hear those words. “Oh thank you, great mother!” you immediately hug Mo’at whispering a small ‘irayo’ before rushing in to see him. Seeing him bandaged up hurts you to see him like this but you rather this than…

You quietly walk over to the spot next to him, kneeling in its place as you admire your mate, picking up his hand in yours, squeezing it to remind you that he’s alive and breathing. “I thought I lost you…” you softly spoke as you felt the tears well up in your eyes again.

“Please don’t scare me like that again,” you knew he couldn’t hear you but it didn’t stop you from letting all your feelings out, tears trickled down your face as you brought his hand over your beating heart which now was calm at the sight of him. If you knew what was to come in the following weeks, you would have never let go of his hand.

Before Tsu’tey had woken up, you had gone to go forage for some of his favorite fruits, picked up some blankets if he got cold, you planned to nurse him back to health although you were slightly feeling under the weather but he came first.

When you made it to the healing pod, Jake stood with a worried look on his face. “Hey [name]...” he pouted as he tried looking every which way but at you. “Hey Jake…what’s wrong?” you blurt out, not wanting to beat around the bush when you had somewhere to be.

“Tsu’tey has ordered that he doesn’t want to see you,” you let out a small laugh briefly before noticing that he was serious and it wasn’t a joke. “What do you mean, he doesn’t want to see me?” you question as your eyebrows furrowed together.

Before Jake can open his mouth to say something, you try to go around him to enter the tent to sort this out but Jake stops you. “Step aside, Jake…” you breathed heavily, already feeling the anger boil inside of you.

“As much as I hate to say this…maybe give him some space,” he said as he mentally cursed Tsu’tey for doing this. “Maybe he’ll change his mind, it was the same way for me back when I first lost my legs.”

You didn’t know how to process this news, how could your mate just decide he didn’t want to see you? Especially after a situation like this, the two of you needed each other the most and all he wants to do is push you away?

You let out a shaky sigh as you met Jake’s eyes before opening your mouth, “please tell him that I love him and…I’ll wait til he’s ready,” you state as you watch Jake nod.

You hand over the blankets and fruits over to him before walking away, dragging your foot with each step you took further away from the tent, everything screaming inside of you for you to turn around but you knew Tsu’tey was stubborn and wouldn’t budge after making a decision.

You did hope that space was all he needed and soon it became weeks — months that you and Tsu’tey were separated yet hope never died down, you still felt that deep down his heart was meant for you and you only.

As the result of your love left you with a surprise, when Mo’at told you were pregnant, you were so ecstatic of the news, the first person you wanted to tell was him but he never gave you the time of day so you told Neytiri and Jake.

They were so happy for you that they helped you out a lot during the months you spent alone; Neytiri spent time with you weaving bracelets for both your little ones while Jake made sure to hunt your favorite meat that didn’t make you feel like throwing up like most food did.

You were so appreciative of them, they didn’t have to be around you but you couldn’t lose the feeling of wanting the one you wanted the most to be there. Sometimes you would watch him from afar walking to his home with fruits in his hand while the other held the cane Norm made for him to help him get around.

You had Jake inform you on his healing process just to hear that he’s doing well but still struggles from time to time and it pained you knowing you can’t be by his side.

Jake could tell it was taking quite a toll on you as he saw it in your eyes, the way your whole demeanor changed from that day. He always made sure to check on you from time to time but you always put on a smile and told him that you were fine.

But as he stood outside your kelku, hearing your cries as your body slid down the wall of the marui, your shallow breathing that would pick up every few seconds that you actually remember to breathe. He knew he couldn’t take it anymore, letting out a grunt briefly before walking away to track down Tsu’tey.

Jake knew where exactly to find Tsu’tey as he barely did much after the incident. Once he made it to the entrance, he didn't even bother to announce his presence as he just walked right in startling Tsu’tey which a scowl now took place on his face.

“Wiya! Jake sully, what if I was naked?!” Tsu’tey shouted in frustration but Jake held an unbothered expression. “I don’t care, you need to go see [name] right now!” Jake fired back, taking notice at the way Tsu’tey’s eyes lit up at the mention of her name.

“I already told…” He began before getting cut off by Jake’s low growl. “I’m not accepting that no more, I gave you your space like you asked.” Jake’s eyebrows furrowed together as his tail thrash side to side angrily.

“Look, I felt like pushing the whole world away once I lost my legs,” Jake rambled as his facial expression went soft knowing that Tsu’tey also had been suffering without you.

“But I learned if I did that then I’d be alone for the rest of my life and trust me T, you don’t want that life,” Jake continued. “So please go see [name], she needs you right now.”

Tsu’tey lets out a grunt while Jake awaited his response hoping that he would make the right decision and make everything right between the two of you. “I…I will go see her,” he finally answers as he heads to the entrance.

“Thank you brother, just…keep in mind what I said.”

“I will,” Tsu’tey makes his way out of his marui, mind heavy on what he should say to you, a part of him was excited to finally see you but another part of him felt scared of how it was going to go down once you see him.

Tsu’tey thought of many versions of how this could turnout in his head, he was so nervous and afraid of what you would say to him as he deserves everything thrown at him.

He was already feeling guilty for shutting you out but he could feel more sink in every step he made towards your kelku.

One thing for sure, he wasn’t going to back out as he stood frozen once he made it to the marui that the two of you were supposed to live in.

His ears perk up of the sound of you crying and his heart broke, it was his fault for letting his insecurities get the best of him that led you to suffer. He had to make this up to you.

“[Name], can I come in?” The sound of his voice frightened you, you haven’t heard his voice for so long that it almost made you feel like it was just your mind playing games with you but his loving scent filled your nose; you shuffled to your feet, dusting yourself off, wiping away the tears as you sniffled.

“Come in,” you let out in a silent whisper but Tsu’tey still managed to hear it, parting the flap so he can enter and your eyes does not fail to admire his body, it’s been so long that you haven’t had him right in front of you but you don’t let yourself feel hope as this visit can go sour, he was probably here to finally break up with you.

Tsu’tey was speechless as the first thing he noticed when he walked in was that your scent is a bit different than what he remembered from the last time he was near you. When he finally noticed your baby bump, his mouth slightly agape opened, his mind in shock as he had no clue that you were pregnant, if he did… he wouldn’t have left.

“Tsu’tey, if you’re only here to hurt my feelings then you should just leave,” you crossed your arms over your chest as you were anxiously waiting to hear his reason for being in front of you. You could feel some anger building up inside of you but you decide to hear him out first.

“I didn’t come to break things off with you, quite the opposite,” Tsu’tey stumbles out the words as he still tries to wrap his head over this. “Look, I’m so terribly sorry for handling the situation like I did, I should’ve never…”

“Pushed me away?” you finish his sentence as you glare at him, taking him by surprise at your response, watching how he fixes his gaze at the ground. “Yes, I shouldn’t have closed myself off.”

“I was scared…” you interrupted him again with an angered hiss that held hints of hurt in it. “What did you think I felt, huh?!” you keep your voice at a normal volume not wanting people outside to hear and you need to stay calm for your little one.

“Did you think I was happy finding you on the brink of death; only to find out the next day I can’t see my mate!” you continued as you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in.”You just made this decision and didn’t think how I would feel in the process!”

“I know you must hate me and you have every right to.” Tsu’tey admitted, eyes still trained on the ground.

“I don’t hate you, just angry that you just shoved me away.”

“Angry that I couldn’t get to share with you my big news that we’re going to have a baby together instead I had to watch you from afar.”

“I'm sorry that I caused you pain as that was not my intention,” Tsu'tey expressed as he met your contact, wanting nothing more than to pull you in his arms. “The day I woke up, Mo’at was informing me how my healing process was going to be, I started thinking that I would never get back to how I was…”

“And then, I started to think about you as I couldn’t provide for you like a mate is supposed to,” he confessed. “I couldn’t carry you, couldn’t hunt, couldn’t do anything for you like I used to.”

“I thought if I pushed you away, you would find someone who can take care of you better than I could,” you close the distance between the two of you, placing your hand on his cheek. “Tey, how could you ever think I would find someone better than you?”

“That would be impossible as no one could ever treat me better than you nor replace the hold I’ve over you,” you rub his cheek as your lips ghost over his. “I chose you remember, which means that I’ll always be there for you no matter what happens.”

“If you had let me in, I would’ve told you that you had no need to worry, a strong tsamsiyu like you could overcome anything.”

Your presence was enough to have Tsu’tey in a chokehold as he didn’t know how he managed to get by without you. He placed his hand over your bump while the other was holding onto the cane, rubbing it softly as more guilt sinked in at what he left behind.

“He’s a healthy baby,” you respond, sensing what Tsu’tey was going to ask next as you watch how his eyes spring up to look at you. “We’re having a boy?” his eyes lit up as you nod your head.

“I’m sorry for missing out on the majority of your pregnancy,” he apologized. “I should’ve been there…” You place your hand over his, giving it a light squeeze to get him out of his thoughts. “It’s okay, it mostly went well, Jake and Neytiri helped out a lot,” you exclaimed and a small smile formed on his face.

“I promise to you and our baby that I’ll make it up to you.”

“I promise that I’ll get better for the both of you,” Tsu’tey rambles and you smile at how cute he looks as he was right, he would have to make it all up to you, you were going to make him work for it. Things may not go back to how they were before but going forward was a new beginning for the two of you.

“You will, tiyawn,” you softly spoke as you finally leaned in and kissed him, the kiss was filled with so much passion, love, and a pinch of desperation as the both of you have been pining for the other for a long time.

You were careful not to hurt him in the process but was ecstatic at the same time, for the longest you didn’t have a clue on how the future would look.

You were already looking at a possibility where you were going to raise your ‘itan alone and tell him stories about his dad but him being here makes you emotional that you can feel some tears roll down your cheeks.

Tsu’tey pulls away from the kiss and uses his thumb to wipe away the tears not wanting them to stain your pretty face. “I promise these are happy tears, I’m happy you’re here,’ You voiced as you sniffled.

“Me too,” a big smile was now placed on his lips as he rubbed your cheek. “I’m not leaving your side ever again.”

“You better not or I swear Tey, I’m not giving you another chance,” you fire back while you point at his chest, eyes trained on him. “Yawne, I wouldn’t ever make that choice twice.” you rub his arm up and down, happy with his answer.

You latch onto Tsu'tey’s wrist as you bring him over to the mat before you can help him sit, his eyes lock on the bowl of fruit on the makeshift table.

He retrieves a cup of water, handing it to you briefly before getting one of the fruits. You drink down the water, placing it on the table before helping him sit and you take the place next to him.

You watch how he unsheathes his knife as he starts to cut the fruit into pieces.

Tsu’tey pulls you close to him as he picks up a fruit and places it in front of your mouth indicating you to eat it and you do so letting the flavors of the fruit hit your tongue.

“Irayo, tiyawn,” you praised. “So tell me how you've been doing? How’s your healing process?”

“Miserable without you but Mo’at said I'm doing better than when I first started,” you place another fruit in your mouth as you listen to him, wanting to catch up with him to make up for lost time.

“When I first started, it was quite hard getting used to the cane but as I practiced with it more, it got easier,” he confides as he grins at how you rest your head on his shoulder.

The two of you stayed in that position for a while as you both talked about what had been happening while the other was gone, it felt so nice to talk to each other. You talked about the first day, you found out you were pregnant and during those talks, Tsu’tey’s hand stayed on your stomach.

“I can get Jake to help build the little guy a crib, make sure it’s all comfortable for him.”

“That’ll be perfect, Neytiri taught me how to weave a prrsmung for the baby and I’ve been making little tewngs for him,” A low chuckle can be heard exiting Tsu’tey’s lips as you look at him. “He might not know it yet but you’re going to be an amazing sa’nu.”

“Stop trying to make me cry, you know my hormones are all over the place,” you pout as you shoved him lightly, only making him laugh more. “You’ll make a good sempu to him as well.”

“Have you picked out a name for him yet?” he questioned. “No I haven’t found one I like, do you have one?”

“Yes, I think his name should be Azantu,” Tsu’tey offered as your eyes lit up. “I like that name, he’s going to be so cute,” you squeal in excitement, you couldn’t wait for his arrival, yes you knew that babies were hard work but it’s worth it when you get to hold him in your arms sleeping calmly in your hands, a perfect mixture of his two parents.

Your mouth opens slightly as a yawn escapes you no matter how hard you fight it.

“Tired, tiyawn?” Tsu’tey comments as you shake your head no, not trying to admit it but he sees right through it like he always did and before you can protest again, he lays you down making sure you were comfortable before laying next to you pulling you closer to him as he covered you both with a blanket.

Tsu’tey kisses your forehead as he watches your eyes flutter shut as it was not hard for you to fall asleep as it was always so easy whenever you cuddled with him.

This is what you missed, what you both craved for so long, anticipating for the moment the two of you were finally in each other’s hold as the missing piece was filled and no longer felt lonely.

You made sure to intertwine your hand into his as you needed to be sure that this wasn’t all just a dream — you held on tight as if you let go, he’ll disappear.

The both of you couldn’t wait for what the future held as it burned bright now and you couldn’t be happier to spend the rest of your life with him.

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ya9amicide · 1 year

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Redamancy [BTS]

chapter two

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summary: Hybrids were accepted in society to a certain degree. To some, they are for entertainment. Used as sex and money tools. To lock up and abuse whenever and however they please. Something to have control over. To others, they are companions. Just like regular animals are used for therapy or simply companionship, hybrids are too.

To the rest, they are just like everyone else. Someone with their own life who deserves the same freedoms as your everyday John or Jane Doe. Wren is one of these people. She hates the idea of owning a hybrid. She has nothing against those who own them for medical or companionship reasons. Just the rest.

But, when a ragtag pack of seven mismatched hybrids somehow ends up in the woods behind her home, she takes them in and does the one thing she never thought she would do. Own them. But, she also does something she didn't even think was possible. She fell in love with each and every one of them.

pairing(s): ot7 x ot7, ot7 x oc

warnings: none

taglist: @frieschan || @writingwithmai || @osakis-gf || @hiefisch

Although I knew there were seven of them, it was no less shocking or intimidating now that they were standing in front of me. It was clear that they were all a different species which is shocking as most of the time, packs with both predator and prey hybrids don’t mesh well.

Some were hiding behind others. The ones in front did not look happy with the situation…understandably.

“Hello,” I say, observing how some of their ears twitched at the sound of my voice. “I was going to feed…I’m sorry I never got your name.” I turn my attention to the German Shepherd I welcomed in earlier.

“Hoseok,” he says.

I smile and he shifts on his feet. “I was going to feed Hoseok and offer a place to sleep while the storm is raging outside. He told me there were more of you so I thought I’d offer the same to you as well.”

One of the hybrids in the front watches me. He has shaggy gray ears and a tail to match. “Why?” He asks, tone flat and voice low.

“Do I…need a reason?” I ask and he narrows his eyes and I sigh. “Because you shouldn’t have to sleep outside in a storm like this. You shouldn't have to sleep outside at all to begin with.” They still just stand there. “I’m going to get some more towels so you can dry off. If you’re here when I get back, I’ll assume you accept my offer, and if not…” I take my leave then.

When I get back, I make a move closer to them with a stack of towels, and they shuffle backwards, some letting out low growls. I freeze, body tensing. Without taking my eyes off of them, I slowly place the towels on a side table by the couch. “Feel free to sit in the living room or the kitchen. Once we get some food in you I can show you to the showers and the bedrooms. You can take some of my brother’s clothes in the meantime.”

Moving into the kitchen to make more food, I don’t hear anything from the other room for a few minutes. Then there’s shuffling and I know they’re drying off. From what I can tell, they are all staying in there.

However, when I turn around to start bringing food to the kitchen table, I see the tall hybrid with the shaggy gray fur and I jump. “Motherfu–,” I slam my hand over my mouth before I finish the word. I’m sure he can hear the erratic beating of my heart.

His mouth twitches slightly. “Sorry.”

I wave him off after my heart calms down a little. “You’re fine. I just didn’t hear you coming in so I wasn’t expecting to see someone when I turned around. Would you mind bringing everyone to the table, please?” He nods and walks off.

I set all of the food out and notice that they are all standing off to the side, watching me. “...You can sit down.”

“Anywhere?” The small cat hybrid in the back says, moving to stand behind the others when my gaze turns to him.

I tilt my head slightly in confusion. “Of course, anywhere! I don’t have a preference so pick whichever spot you want.”

The predator hybrids seem to surround the prey around the table. The only spot left is by the shaggy gray one from before. It seems they want to protect the others from me should I try something.

They all wait for me to start filling my plate before they do the same. “So, I know Hoseok’s name. Can I know the rest? Also, I’m not really the best at identifying hybrids so if you’re comfortable I’d like to know what kind of hybrid you are.”

Hoseok is the first to speak up, still nervous, but clearly more comfortable with me than the rest because of our previous interaction. “German Shepherd,” he says, which makes sense as soon as he says it. His ears and tail are full of deep brown fur, both a bit wild from the conditions outside.

“Yoongi,” another one of them says, his tone and stare both cold, “Russian Blue cat.” It’s short and dirty, but it’s clear to see that his fur is a silvery gray color.

The small cat from before sits next to him, gripping his sleeve tightly. “Jimin…I’m a Calico.” His voice is timid and he avoids looking at me. His fur is a beautiful patchwork of black, orange and white.

One of the tallest ones speaks next, his tiny white ears barely visible through his hair. “I’m Seokjin,” his voice is quiet and kind. “I’m a ferret.”

“I’m Jungkook! I’m a rabbit,” one of the younger boys says. It’s then that I can hear the sound of thumping on the ground. His foot is tapping in excitement and he gives me a bright, but still nervous smile. I smile kindly at him and his eyes twinkle.

The big hybrid from before leans back in his seat next to me. “I’m a wolf,” he says and then pauses, as if waiting to see if I would run away in fear at this. I simply raise a questioning eyebrow in response and he smirks again. “My name is Namjoon.”

I finally turn my attention to the last hybrid and almost jolt when his striking feline eyes meet mine. They’re half lidded and observant. “Hello,” his voice is deep and echoes throughout the room. “My name is Taehyung, I’m a tiger.” He grins wickedly.

“I thought packs with predator and prey hybrids don’t usually work?” I ask.

“Most of us have been together since we were young,” Namjoon says. “Under the right circumstances bonds like ours can work.” His tone is suggestive when he talks about how they came together. It’s dark and angry. Clearly, the circumstances weren’t good ones.

The bunny is still bouncing his foot in anticipation under the table. “What’s your name?” He asks.

“I’m Wren,” I say, taking another bite of food.

“What do you do, Wren?” Yoongi asks in a purr. He leans forward, tone sly.

My gaze turns fond. “I’m a writer when I want to be but a professor everyday in between.” I love what I do. Most days I get to teach people about Greek mythology, something I’ve held a big interest in since I was little. And in between all of that, I get to write books about things from the deep recesses of my mind that others get to eventually enjoy.

“How did you guys end up out in the storm?” I ask. They all shift uncomfortably, those who were previously comfortable now retreated back into themselves. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Namjoon waves his hand dismissively. “It’s okay. It’s a reasonable question. We’ve been out on the streets for a while now. All of us have rotated to and from different owners and shelters since we were young. That’s how we met each other. We all eventually ended up on the streets and just stuck together after that.”

It was safe to say that after that, the lighthearted mood was gone.

When everyone finished eating, I guided them upstairs to the different bedrooms and bathrooms. “Here are some clothes. They should fit relatively well,” I hand them each a pile of clothes to choose from. “They’re my brothers. He used to live with me but when he moved out he left some stuff behind. There are towels and toiletries in the cabinets. You all can choose between any of the bedrooms except mine of course. So, any room besides the last one on the right is free reign. If you get hungry feel free to raid the kitchen, I just ask that you clean up any messes you make.”

I watch them all shuffle where they stand. I blow out a breath of air and awkwardly rock on my heels. “Well, if you need anything don’t be afraid to come ask. I have nothing going on tomorrow so don’t be afraid to wake me. All I ask is that you knock before you come into my room.” Knowing they won’t give me any further answers, I walk down the hall to my room. Giving them one last look over my shoulder, I quietly close the door behind me.

#𐙚 sfw !#bts #poly bts x reader #hybrid bts #poly bts #bts x oc #kim seokjin #kim taehyung #kim namjoon #jung hoseok #min yoongi #park jimim #jeon jungkook

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deluluriddhi · 2 months

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𐙚 ❛ Authors In Love ❜ Society

(🪞 LIB?) 𐙚 synopsis: two childhood best friends

who are separated and can't reach eachother, becoming authors just to write about each other.

𐙚 pairing: author!Sunghoon x author!yn

𐙚 contains: Jake as Sunghoon's kpop idol friend, a little bit enemies to lovers, fluff, plotties plot, mentions of a big misunderstanding, heart warming, a little bit of agnst at the beginning, mentions of struggles of authors, total sfw content. (Lmk if I forgot anything)

𐙚 wc: ?????

𐙚 note: inspired from a reel I saw nearly a year ago but couldn't forget. I apologise for any mistakes becuz Tumblr didn't save my first draft. And yes, that reel's link I can't find anywhere but I always wanted to write an FF based on it. Thanks god I had the ss. Feedbacks, likes, reblogs and follows are appreciated! TAGLIST OPEN. ADD A COMMENT TO BE TAGGED IN THIS ONE OR/AND THE NEXT ONE. PART 2 , PART 3

𐙚 Riddhi speaks: so, you all got to know at last why I was so inactive these days? It was bcuz I was writing this. Glasses Sunghoon got a chokehold on me. The struggles of authors mentioned are half based on my struggles having this blog lol. Literary all the books I read are New York Bestselling. Ik this is really long ㅠㅠ good luck reaching the end! Please show love to this, I poured my all into this. ENJOYYY!!

𐙚 playlist: Lovers Rock by tv girl. Bound to fall in love　

24TH MARCH, 2018

AT THE AIRPORT

"Hoon dear, bid your good byes.", Sunghoon's dad said. "No dad! I don't wanna leave Y/N.", little Hoon said as he clung to your body with your arms wrapped around him.

"Aeroplane number 256, From Washington DC to Seoul will be arriving shortly at Terminal Number 4. Please hurry and get in a line to aboard the plane. Thank you.", a voice from the speakers said.

"Hoon dear, we have to leave., Sunghoon's mother said, pulling him apart from you. "No mama! I don't wanna go. I wanna stay with Y/N., Salty teardrops fell from his eyes as he tried to escape from his mother's tight grasps.

Your eyes flooded with tears as you saw him crying and going away. Small y/n only knew it was somewhere far and she is not gonna able to see him anymore; a far away fairyland, they said. Poor Y/N.

(24 years later)

24TH MARCH, 2042

Y/N'S BEDROOM, WASHINGTON DC

24 years.

It has been 24 whole years since Sunghoon had gone to Korea. 24 years without any contact with your childhood bestfriend. Both of your mothers were best friends before you two were born. They decided to live next to eachother, so that they could hang cut everyday. Then, they had you two. Sunghoon was a few months older than you. You two used to play all day when at your house when you two were little. Stick to eachother, go to school together, eat together, play together, you two were inseparable. That's how you two became best friends. You two were in love with each other, just too small for you two to understand but everyone around knew. But, unfortunately, Sunghoon and his family had to move when he was five years old. You were five years old too, wondering why he had to go. That really was a heartbreaking moment for both of you. None of you two could move on; face and name plastered in both of you two's heart. Every year, on this exact same day you wait for him to come back, putting a cross on that date if he doesn't but he never does.

You slumped down on the bed after crossing off yet another 24th March on the calander on the wall. He is gonna come back, you said to yourself, but you are unsure yourself. You glance at your unfinished book opened in Google Docs on your Laptop, it's deadline mally close. Well, being one of the most famous New York Bestsellers and Penguins' most liked author was hard. Well, what can we do? Looks like the audiance really books about your lost true childhood love. Yes, all the books you have ever written were all about Sunghoon, well, the audiance don't know that. How much you miss him, how much you love him, all the things you want to tell him, etc., was all you write in your books. Your pen name is Lee Nari.

But you had a competitor. Park Eun. Another author. He is best writer next to you, clase behind. It was always a competition between you and him, in everything, starting from Best Author of the Year award to Most Books sold award. Tho you two never met one another you have a kind of rage against him nor you have ever read his books or saw his photos. Because you never got the time to. "Argh, I hate this.", with that you started writing again.

(SAME DAY)

SUNGHOON'S ROOM, SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA

"Bad", he said as he deleted the one line he wrote. "BAD', he said again after a few minutes, tapping the backspace button aggressively. After a few more minutes, "BADDD", he shouted while kicking the leg of the table really hard which resulted in his own pain in return.

"Arag, I hate this", he slowly murmured under his deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He rubbed his feet before getting up from his chair and running outside in his lawn. Fresh air after hours of sitting like a shrimp in a chair, constantly typing down words on his laptop.

Park Sunghoon, or popularly known as Park Eun by pen name, is a 29 years old New York Bestselling author in Seoul, Korea.

Just as he was enjoying the nature a familiar voice from behind him came. "Hello Mister!". to no surprise it was his best friend, the first person to be friends with him after he came to Korea, Jake Sim. A soft slime tugged across Sunghoon's face as he turned around to look at Jake's face. "An off day from ENHYPEN?", Sunghoon asked him while walking closer to hug him. "Yeah.", Jake's voice laced with tiredness of being an idol, he said after burying his face in Sunghoon's shoulders and sinking in the warmth of his body. "Oh oh!", Jake excitedly said while breaking the hug, his face looking exactly like an excited golden retriever, "Look at this! Look at this!". Jake pulled out his phone from his pocket. "Aw man, Calm down', Sunghoon muttered under his breath, closing his eyes, as he saw the golden boy recklessly trying to find something on his phone. "There! I found it!", Jake exclaimed with his phone just infront of Sunghoon's face.

What shown on the screen was a teaser for Lee Nari's new book coming out shortly. Sunghoon was in rage. After all, Lee Nari, a person he doesn't know anything about, is trying to steal his position in the Author's World. She is his dearest competitor and sworn enemy, Yet, Sunghoon has never read her books or saw her pictures. They are the one that divides Bookstagram and BookTok into two. Sunghoon is still trying to beat her but she is quite a mile ahead of him. "yeah yeah, okay", Sunghoon told Jake, not wanting to talk about Lee Nari anymore. "So, how is Betrayed Love going?", Jake asked, sensing the atmosphere, "you are still writing about her, aren't you?". "yeah", Sunghoon quietly said, "I should go USA to meet her but I am so caught up with work here and I don't even know of she is still there.". Jake's succesful attempt to cheer up Sunghoon, "Hey hey! Show me the work!"

"till the end of the Earth, I will find you one day. Is that what you want?", Jake asked after examining Sunghoon's unfinished book on his Laptop. Sunghoon nodded as an yes, "but I tried my best to find her. She might be dead too, he said hugging himself and head hung down low. "Aw Hoonie! Don't say that! You will find her.", Jake said after engulfing Sunghoon in a warm hug, trying his best to comfort him. "It's you birthday soon. I will buy you a book from Lee Nari.." Jake suddenly said, smiling cheekily, "Well, it won't be a waste maybe.", Sunghoon said.

(A FEW DAYS LATER)

3RD APRIL, 2042

Y/N'S HOUSE

Ding Dong.

Y/N's house doorbell rang. "Oh God, who is here so early morning?", you complained but dragged your feets to open the door.

You were greeted by the Mailman with a package which seemed to be for you. He quickly handed you the parcel and took his leave. You stared at the packet in your hands.

It was sent by one of your long distance friends saying that you might like what was Inside. Curious, you closed the door and sat on the sofa to unwrap the packet rather vigorously just you know what was inside. You your utter disappointment, it was a book by Park Eun. You were about to throw it away but it was the book description written on the back which made you curious. Broken Hearts? Impressive. You skipped to the first chapter of the book and started reading. And the next moment you knew, you were so deep into the book that the whole world outside was mute to you.

It was a story. A story about how a girl saved him from a falling off a hill when he was little and from then, he fell in love with her deeply but never saw that unknown girl anymore. After a few years he saw her in a dream. She had dark long black hair, doe eyes and kissable lips. But whenever he was to get near her it seemed like she was getting further away and he could never reach her.

"Wait, dark long black hair, doe eyes and kissable lips? But that's my description....." you realised, staring at that sentence. Soft fingers skipped over to the last page where an Email ID was given for any kind of issue with the book. Well you SURELY have an issue now. Or else, why would your sworn enemy write about your description in his book... Or was it coincidence?

"[email protected]...." You said as you typed the address in the address bar.

❛❛ Why did you mention my description in your book?

[pic of that sentence attached]

Why are you messing with me when you already know who is gonna take New York Bestsellers trophy home this year? Just so you know i am not gonna let you take this one home.

Lots of hate,

Nari ❜❜

Was what was written in the email you sent.

You were eating lunch when a notification came to your phone. Rather unwillingly you took a glance at the screen. Expecting it to be yet another reminder from the bookseller that your deadline is near but to your surprise it was a reply from Lee Eun's Email!! You never expected him to reply within one day. You choked on your food and gulped a whole bottle of water down. Quickly clicking on the notification to that replied email.

❛❛ Hi! Please text on this number for your queries: +82 20121112xxx. ❜❜

Confused but curious, you added that number to your WhatsApp and copy pasted the whole email.

(SAME DAY)

SUNGHOON'S ROOM, SEOUL, KOREA

"Hoon, how much more time are you gonna take?"

"just 5 more minutes"

Jake signed as he flopped down on the bed, tired of waiting for his friend to be back from shower. His eyes fell on Sunghoon's unlocked phone laying close to him. What made him more curious was the email notification from a rather known email showed on the lockscreen. Double tapping on the notification led him straight to that email. An Email from Sunghoon's sworn enemy. He decided to have some fun while sunghoon is gone. He thought, why not a little bit of Enemies to Lovers trope?

He attached Sunghoon's personal phone number with that mail...

He deleted that mail after it was sent, cleared it's whole existence.

"Jakey? What are you doing on my phone?", Sunghoon said after coming out of the bathroom, shocking Jake. "Ah-um-nothing-just ringing up my phone cuz it was lost haha", Jake said in a nervous tone and then ran to the bathroom.

Later that evening when Jake had gone back to his dorm, Sunghoon was chilling on the couch watching a movie with pop corn bits spread all around him, messy eater. A text from an unknown number alighted his phone screen, diverting his attention to it. But he was really confused.

Sunghoon's eyeballs were about to roll out of their socket. No way his worst enemy was texting him. He cursed Jake under his breath.

In anger, he threw away his phone across the couch, it's screen cracked. He is furious on Jake and your sarcasm, even tho, a weird thought crossed his mind that made him doubt himself.

What if Lee Nari is Y/n?

No, no, it cannot be

This thought the number of times crossed his mind made him breathless, pulling his hair and screaming. Lee Nari, his worst enemy can't be his lost childhood crush.

He couldn't sleep properly at night after those texts with Nari.

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wakasaz · 2 months

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My mind is filled with Waka being a brat tamer🤭

𐙚 Pairing: Wakasa Imaushi x fem!reader

𐙚 CW: Dom waka, brat reader, unprotected sex, rough sex, choking, slapping, pet names, jealousy, mean Waka

𐙚 18+ MDNI [n]sfw

𐙚 Word Count: 1.1k

𐙚AN: not proof read.

𐙚 To say Waka was shocked you were less than thrilled to see him at your door was an understatement. “What? Not happy to see me darlin’?” You roll your eyes “Don’t call me that” Wakas eyes widen slightly. Usually you love whatever pet name he calls you. You turn and walk into your apartment leaving the door open so he can follow.

𐙚 You haven’t seen each other in a few weeks and if he knew that he it would cause you to have attitude with him he would of came to see you sooner.

𐙚 You and Wakasa have a simple arrangement. When he shows up or calls you know its to fuck. He never contacts you for anything else. You’re fine with this. You get free sex and sex with Waka is always good but today you are not in the mood to see him. You’ve been pissy since you woke up. Everything that could go bad today did and you are just ready to crawl in bed and forget about it.

𐙚 You ignore him as he talks to you, rolling your eyes every few words. He asked you something. You weren’t listening so you just clicked your tongue and turned your head away from him.

𐙚 Before you can even register what is going on your back connects to the wall and Waka has his hand around your throat, he is so close your noses are almost touching. “I’m tired of the fucking attitude. Now are you going to let me fuck this tight pussy or am I going to have to find some other bitch to get me off?”

𐙚 Your eyes widen slightly before going back to normal. You chuckle, smirking at him. “You find one of your other bitches then, not like you can fuck me goodenough anyway.”

𐙚 Wakasa lets out a growl before his mouth is on your in a heated kiss. You feel him squeeze your neck. Not tight enough to hurt you but enough to cut off air for a second. His tongue slips in your mouth and you fight for dominance but he wins when he squeezes your neck again. You let a moan slip past your lips and he smirks against you.

𐙚 He pulls you from the wall walking backwards towards your bedroom. Once inside he pushes you down on the bed standing over you readjusting himself. “You going to be a good girl and suck my cock?”

𐙚 “I’ll bite it” “no you won't. Not if you want to come too” He tells you to strip. You roll your eyes at him but can’t ignore the way it made your pussy clench. “Take them off yourself” Waka tilts his head to the side and smirks down at you “Still wanna be a brat I see” he says while running his hand up your bare thigh stopping right at the bottom of your skirt. “That's fine” his hand slides high fingers under your skirt “I only really need one thing off” he says as he strokes your clothed pussy before pushing your panties to the side and finding your clit.

𐙚 You bite your lip trying to hold back a moan when he adds more pressure and speeds up his movements. He pokes a finger at your entrance feeling how wet you are. He groans at the feeling. “Soaked and just from a little petting” he mocks. You harden your gaze at him glaring. He chuckles before shoving his finger in starting slow but building his pace, curling his finger at just the right spot. “You going to be my good girl now?” He adds a second finger this time no matter how hard you bite your lip a moan falls from you. “There she is”

𐙚 Your legs are shaking, your biting your lip so hard you can taste blood when an idea pops into your head. “Omi fingers me better” All movements stop. You want to whine at the loss of pleasure but your pride won’t let you. “What did you just say, princess?”

𐙚 “I said Omi fingers me better. He has thicker and longer fingers than you. Now that I think about it he fucks me better too.”

𐙚 “That so” He says through gritted teeth before he grabs your hips flipping you over on all fours. “Ass up” he pushes your face into the mattress, flipping your skirt over your plump ass before delivering a hard slap. “You wanna be a whore, I’ll fuck you like a whore” He grips your panties pushing them to the side as he frees himself from his pants hissing as the cool air hits him.

𐙚 “Your going to take my cock like a good girl and your going to thank me for it” He shoves himself into you, no warning, no time to adjust as he starts a brutal pace. He’s gripping your hips so hard you know it’s going to bruise but you don’t care it feels so good. Waka has never fucked you hard. It’s always been sweet, almost loving. If you didn’t know Waka better you’d think he was in love with you.

𐙚 “Take it” he says as his fingers find your clit. “Your going to come on my cock and milk me for everything I’ve got” you moan into the bed, hands balling into fists, clenching the sheets. You're so full. It’s been so long since he visited you forgot how well he fills you up.

𐙚 You feel your release building. Your moaning and drooling into the mattress when everything stops. Waka is shallowly thrusting into you and his fingers are off of you. “No” you whine “Your going to beg if you want to come. Beg like a bitch in heat.” your pride doesn’t want you to. If you had more willpower you wouldn’t but fuck you were right there. “Please” “You can do better than that” he says delivering a hash thrust than going back to shallow

𐙚 “Please waka, please let me come. Let me milk your cock, fill me up like I’m your little slut, just please let me come” You beg tears rolling down your cheeks as you cry into the sheets pray he gives you your release.

𐙚 “That's more like it” his fingers are on you again and his fast deep thrust are back. “Come” He demands. You’re moaning and scream his name repeating it like it's the only word you know. Probably because right now it is. Your legs are shaking as your release washes over you. The feeling of you clenching his cock is enough to push him over the edge. He fills you up telling you to take it all like the good girl he knows you are.

𐙚 You both lay there catching your breath when Waka walks away. He comes back a few minutes later, picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom, stripping you of your clothes. He lays you down in a warm bath rubbing your back, working out any knots. He kisses you “See you are my good girl”

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ellieswifie · 4 months

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matt sturniolo sfw alphabet headcannons

𐙚 head cannons!

authors note: heyy i hope you all enjoy this abc sfw matt headcannon. this is based off this request from @iammattswife. im excited to make a chris sfw too if anyone wants one! thank you for reading enjoy!!!

a- affectionate (how affectionate are they? how do they show this affection?)

knowing already how much matt cares for his family, i swear he’d be so affectionate. he’d just simply do little things like send you cute messages in the morning, or tell you have beautiful and amazing you are, just to remind you that he does care and love you.

b- babies (do they want a family with you? how good around kids are they)

yes! matt would absolutely be an incredible dad. he just seems like he’d be so gentle and loving if you were pregnant with his kids ugh. he also wouldn’t rush the thought of wanting kids with you if you guys were married. he’d sure bring the idea up every once in awhile, but he’s not too pushy about the entire thing. bro if his kids got his blue eyes, i’d be dead.

c- cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how often do they want to cuddle?)

matt would love cuddling. he’d want to cuddle during movies, just laying in bed together, after filming, or even just during a random afternoon. he’s definitely a little spoon, or big spoon when he knows you need to be held, but he’s totally a big teddy bear.

d- dance (do they like to dance with you? are they good at dancing?)

matt is the best dancer. justin’s words, not mine. if you guys are sharing airpods, or have music playing off each others phone or speaker, matt would just love to dance around with you. maybe it’s in his room, or the kitchen, or even in the parking lot after a kate drive. he’s always dancing and is willing to dance with you whenever.

e- effort (how much effort and energy do they put into your relationship? like dates, gift giving, anniversaries, bdays, etc.)

matthew sturniolo puts so much effort into your relationship. he’s making sure you feel love me and comfort all the time, and he spends hours planing dates. okay maybe not hours, but he spends a lot of time thinking on what makes a good date a good date. he doesn’t seem like someone who’d plan big parties or huge dinners, so when it comes to birthday presents or anniversary gifts, he tries to keep it low key and simple, but so meaningful. which i find so sweet.

f- fights (how do they handle fights?)

if you have any short of attitude or a tone towards matt, he’ll probably give you space. he has his mattitudie moments too, and doesn’t necessarily want to anger you more by trying to reason with you, but if something is really bothering you, he’ll definitely just want to talk to you.

if you guys had gotten in a argument about something together, the story would be a little different i feel like. he’d definitely not want to stay up all not pickering about something in, so he’d sleep it off, then immediately talk to you about it in the morning, reasoning with you. matt is so gentle and genuinely looks like he cares, even when he disagrees.

g- gratitude (how grateful are they in general? are they aware of what you/significant other is doing bc for them?)

oh matt tells you he’s so grateful for you everyday. he makes sure your more than aware throughout the day, even if you aren’t exactly with him.

h- hand holding (when/how often do they like to hold hands?)

now we know what matt isn’t super on pda, but if you guys are in public together, he’s always holding your hand. in his pocket, at his side, behind your back, it’s always shuttle but comfortable.

i- insight (how easily can they read you? mood, feelings, tone, etc.)

i feel like matt reads body language easily. so if your like sloppy with your words or talking less, he’d probably ask if your okay because he reads these things.

j- jealousy (do they get jealous? if so, how easily? how do they deal with it?)

i feel like jealousy isn’t a issue in your relationship. matt isn’t like a pussy boyfriend who wines and cry’s when a guy looks at you. he definitely would trust you aren’t that type, and he trusts himself in not cheating. if he does get a rush jealousy of some sort, it’s probably because of some fool.

k- kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they kiss you? where do they liked to be kissed?)

probably amazing. he’ll definitely love forehead kisses and innocent neck kisses. maybe some on your hand or cheeks.

l- love language (what is their love language?)

PHYSICAL TOUCH!!! matt is definitely the type of boyfriend to be touching you all the time. in the car, his hand placed on your knee or thigh. in public, your holding hands. during dinner, his foot is creasing yours under the table. he’s just naturally a physical touch boyfriend.

he’s definitely words of affirmation too.

m- mornings (how are mornings with them?)

lazy, but absolutely perfect. matt seems like he’d wake up early, but i feel like if it’s just you too laying in bed, you guys are laying in bed all morning. just holding each other and talking about cheesy things that need to get off your chest,

n- nicknames (what pet names/nicknames does he move to call you?)

oh matt’s calling you practically everything. babe, baby, beautiful, love, pretty, princess, your name ofc, etc. now he for sure mentioned bubba wubba isn’t on the table, but we know matt he’s lying.

o- open (how open to their feelings are they to you? when did they say they i love you? do they mention everything all at once, or wait to reveal things slowly?)

it would take matt awhile to completely come to his senses that he has someone to talk to. yes he’d be very straight forward how he feels, but it wouldn’t take him immediately realize and say it, he’d for sure need time to open up, but when he does he tells you everything.

p- patience (how patient are they with you? how easily angry do they get?)

matt would be so patience with you. if your having trouble getting something off your chest, he’s holding your hands assuring you

q- quality time (what do they do with quality time with you?)

most likely matt’s cuddling with you in his free time, or doing something crafty. like coloring or building legos, i’ve just got a cheesy feeling he’d do that.

r- rhythm (what songs/song reminds you of them?)

omg if you like taylor swift, you remind him of almost every single song. i know he mentioned taylor swift before, but like i have a feeling he’d just listen to a song you like from her on repeat because it reminds him of you.

if you don’t like taylor which is fine, you probably remind him of a frank ocean song (definitely godspeed or ivy), miguel song ((ALL I WANT IS YOU) love this song omg), or practically any mac miller song.

s- security (how protective are they when of you?)

he’s definitely more protective of you than you are of him. the sturniolo fandom is all over the place and he doesn’t really want his relationship interacting with weird and disrespectful fans. so he’ll try to distance you from car videos and on tour. when you are in a video it’s probably only for a few minutes in a vlog or a short mention.

t- tough guy (how tough are they around you?)

as chris likes to say matt is the tough guy, but when he’s with his s/o i know for a fact his tough guy shell breaks. he’s more like a little baby wanting love and comfort, then a big intense guy.

u- upset (how do they act when their upset/tired? what helps them feel better?)

we’ve all seen matt’s attitude. he can be mean, but he’s not the big bad wolf. he’ll definitely distance himself from you so he’s not getting angry at you for something he did, or even cranky with you. i think

v- vanity (do they care about how much makeup you wear or not? do they constantly care about what you wear?)

matt probably loves when you dress up and will constantly tell you how beautiful you look, but he won’t expect it out of you every day nor does he care what you wear. he wants you to dress comfortable while feeling yourself.

w- wildcard (a random head cannon for character)

weirdo head cannon but head scratches. i’ve got a gut feeling that matthew would absolutely love his girlfriend scratching his head through his hair with her nails. the two of you will be laying on the couch or his bed, him sitting in between your legs while you watch something off his phone and scratch his head. it’ll for sure probably be a stress reliever for him.

x- explicit (nsfw headcannon)

idk.. do you guys want one?

y- yearn (what do they do when they miss you?)

always texting and calling you. he’d probably send silly snap chat vlogs, or gifs to let you know he misses you and can’t wait to talk to you in person again. he also definitely calls you before bed too to wish you good night and to remind you he loves you.

z- zen (what makes them feel comfortable and calm?)

you. and your presence.

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