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piastristimtams · 6 months
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brahmenbones · 16 days
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“Art thou pale for Weariness of Climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth.”
part 2 Ccommision for @capt-capt-aye !!!!!!!!!
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silassinclair · 1 month
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Hello there! So this is my first time requesting since i just started following you. So let me tell you, your Yandere Wild West Outlaw got me absolutley smitten and obsessed! i love your writing so much!!
Anyway back to the main subject and on with the request.
What about Maddox with an EXTRA Sassy darling. Like, full of and fluent on sarcasm (the kind that makes you go: DAAAAMN). The darlin' has a sharp tongue and retorts for any kind of bad words might be thrown towards her (and maybe, way later in the relationship, towards Maddox too). From really polite f-u's to tge sthraightfoward ones, she can reply and roast anyone.
Oh and a bonus head cannon (a little something that came to mind) after reading about the wedding rings. I can totally imagine the darling going from questioning about where Maddox "buys" all the weird gifts to just becoming immune, later in the relationship. Let's say Maddox comes back (to the temporary) home with a very strange object, like A very expensive porcelain/china vase and the darling just goes: "oh thank you. Please put it on the table. I'll be done with the soup and then take care of it"
Yea anyway i'll stop rambling now.
Sorry for the bad english. It's not my first language and it is past midnight here.
Have a great day/night ✨
We love sassy girlboss Y/n’s here. Thank you for submitting this request anon!! Hope it is to your liking <3
Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Sassy Reader
CW// Y/n is a bully, Maddox gets his ego hurt, Maddox gets angry, Maddox is dumb
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Maddox immediately knew that you were a spitfire when he first had a conversation with you. You weren’t the typical damsel in distress who when captured by the evil outlaw you’re forced into submission.
Oh no. There’s not a drop of submission in your body.
Maddox thought you would be useful to have around. You’d be his own personal maid! Maybe even like a housewife. But no…
“Clean my laundry if ya’ wanna live to see anotha’ day.”
“Alright alright, calm your tits. What should I clean first? The shirt with sweat marinated into the fabric or the undies with shit stains?”
“THERE AIN’T ANY SHIT ON MY UNDIES MISSY! IT’S DIRT!”
You’re a total pain in the ass. Whenever he tried to act cool or intimidating you’d immediately shoot it down with your words.
He hates it when you ruin his moment in front of other people.
He got really pissed after you made a jab at him in the middle of a duel.
“It’s just you an’ me boy. But we both know who’ll be standin’ by the end of this.”
“Hopefully it isn’t you.”
“SHUT UP Y/N! GET YOUR TUSH BACK INSIDE, I’M TRYNA’ HAVE A DUEL!”
Punishes you by tying you up and leaving you outside for the night.
He ignores your complaints about coyotes or rattlesnakes. He needs you to shut your mouth and give him some peace.
After that night of punishment though he noticed how you wouldn’t really talk to him often.
“Go shine my boots. And I don’t wanna hear a single complaint outta ya’.”
“Okay.”
“…”
Okaay so he fucked up.
The days drag on so slow without your quips and jabs! He never realized how funny the things you said are now that you’re gone.
Well you’re not gone, just more closed off now. But you may as well be gone. This isn’t like you at all to be so quiet and reclusive!
Maybe he was too rough in you? He did kill your Father and force you to be his housewife maid.
So doing what he does worst, he apologizes.
“Hey, ‘bout that one time I left ya’ outside. I realize that was silly of me cus ya’ coulda gotten eaten. So that was my bad.”
“So you’re sorry?”
“Yeah.”
He’s brushing Jasper’s fur, telling the horse how good he is. Cleaning Jasper is the only chore Maddox likes to do himself.
You’re sitting on a tree stump watching the man talk to his horse.
“You know Jasper’s a horse right?”
“Oh really? I thought he was a dog.”
The small smirk on your face after his little quip made Maddox feel like a million bucks.
That’s when he learned that he likes seeing you happy.
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After the “Marriage”: (Read about it Here)
“Uhm what’s all this?” You ask your unofficial husband.
“This-”
He puts a brown sack down on the table. The sound of the contents inside clang together as he dumps it all out. A dozen chipped fine china plates come out.
“Is how we make our house a home sweetness. I hear housewives go crazy over fancy dishes n’ shit.”
Maddox stands there with a proud grin underneath his masked face. (He still hasn’t showed you his face yet btw.) He was like a dog showing his owner how good he is at retrieving sticks when playing fetch.
You look at him with an unimpressed quirk of your brow. “And where did you happen to come across such fine china may I ask?”
He shrugs and comes around the table to wrap his arms around you from behind.
“A buddy gave em to me.” His deep voice reverberates in your ear.
“Did you hold your so called buddy at gunpoint?”
“Would you be mad if I said yes?”
You groan and shakes your head back and forth. “Maddox you know you can’t just go around taking people’s stuff! Now the sheriff was probably alerted and is looking for you now. And why did you steal a bunch of plates!? Jasper can’t carry all this shit! We should only have what is necessary for survival you brute. Are you even listening to me!?”
But he only looks at you with lovesick eyes as you complain about how stupid he is.
“Princess did I ever tell you how sexy you are when you’re mad at me?” His hands go lower down your waist.
Rolling your eyes you smack his hands and leave his embrace, leaving him standing by himself like a kicked puppy.
“I have a meal to make so set the table with those plates you got. And no more stealing people’s things!”
“Yes ma’am.”
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I appreciate all the requests that come in!! But I just want to remind all of you about my rules and that I do NOT write Y/n as a specific race. My writing is for everybody to enjoy!! She’s race ambiguous. Many people request that I write a Black Y/n but I’m not black so I won’t be doing that. If I write for a specific race then I feel like I’d just be stereotyping what black people are supposed to act like. So please don’t ask me to write for a Y/n that is a specific race. Thank you.
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trivijoy · 10 months
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back to lq gifs yass | what era is this joy from if you a real one 🎤
yawl anotha week anotha 100 wtf I almost shit myself 😰 thank u sfmm 🫶🏾 my activity went way down this week so I'm yet to follow alot of y'all back but I'll get on it I swear 💗 thankuthankuthankuuu love y'all #trivijoyto1kperiod
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lskisms · 9 months
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AUGHHH THANK U SM !!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVED THAT SYD FIC !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i got anotha request 4 u !!!
prompt 15, syd x reader, n reader is the one who steals clothes most of the time cuz she has the BEST wardrobe in the show oh my GODDDDDDDDDD id steal it . id steal all of it . alsooo w an established relationship between syd n the reader ? oki kewl thank u againnnnnnn ^^ !
bewitched, s. adamu
syn. you're not a chicago native and you've quickly learned that your wardrobe is not well equipped to deal with the cold. thank god your girlfriend's is.
gen. romance, established relationship.
warnings. lapslock intended, sapphic realness (it's my full time job).
word count. 0.8k.
note. i love providing the masses with good syd fics omg... prompts from this list.
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you curse chicago and its cold winter weather, curse your lack of sweaters thick enough to brave a chicago winter because you've got an hour and a half before you need to leave for class and none of your (clean) sweaters are going to protect you from the cold, even if you wear a coat over any of them. you make a mental note to put warmer sweaters on your birthday and christmas wishlists. you peek out the window of your bedroom, watch the gently falling snow, let out a heated sigh.
when you turn your focus back to the open closet before you, your gaze falls on the many wool sweaters your girlfriend has accumulated through the years as a chicago native. you eye the many sweaters hanging in the closet, weighing your options, even though there's only one clear one.
"breakfast's up!" sydney calls from the kitchen. a couple seconds after, you can hear the sound of ceramic against laquered wood, punctuating her words.
still in your pajamas, you slip into the dining room. your plate is laden with a stack of fluffy pancakes and topped with your favorites; she doesn't even have to ask you what you want on them anymore, she has them memorized down to a t. you settle down into your chair, grinning when she passes by you and bends to press a quick kiss to your cheek.
"morning again," she says as she sits down across from you.
you return the greeting, picking up your fork and butterknife, digging into the meal she made for you. there's silence for a few moments as you savor the first couple of bites of breakfast before you glance out the window; hell, it looks like it's snowing harder or maybe you're just being overdramatic.
"do you know how long it's supposed to snow today?" you ask after swallowing a bite of your pancakes.
she shrugs, looking up at you. she's in the middle of chewing, so she raises her hand to cover her mouth before she answers through a mouthful of pancake with strawberries. "no, but it'll probably be going for a while."
you let out a sigh and nod, focusing your attention on your food. like a sixth sense, she sets her utensils down and stares at you, chewing and swallowing.
"come on. what's up?" she asks and you curse her too for knowing you so well.
"just…" you answer almost bashfully, refusing to meet her eyes. "can i borrow one of your sweaters?"
"i don't know. will i get it back this time?" syd's voice is light and airy with just a hint of playful mocking.
you know she's going to cave and say yes anyways because she's your girlfriend and she loves you, but still, you look up and give her your best puppy dog eyes and pout combo.
"of course," you say truthfully. "please? none of my sweaters are built for this kind of weather."
she starts laughing at your expression, a dorky little giggle that has her covering her eyes. "oh my god, knock it off. you're playing so dirty right now!"
you can't keep it up much longer either, joining in her laughter just a few moments later. syd waves it off, trying to catch her breath.
"you know you can borrow my clothes whenever you want," she states when she finally recovers. "you have your pick of them."
breakfast continues, the two of you chatting about things over the rest of your meals. when you've both cleared your plates, your girlfriend picks them up and takes them to the kitchen to get them in the dishwasher; she also heads in there with a vow to make you a quick lunch because you told her you had a busy day and no time to get your own lunch. you head to your shared bedroom to get dressed.
a few minutes later, syd meets you at the front door, holding a little lunch box. when she sees you, she smiles a little nervously and hands you the lunch bag.
"yeah… when you look this cute in my clothes, i don't know why you think i'd tell you no."
her words make your skin heat and you glance away, biting back a grin. "thanks."
the two of you share shy smiles and as you're getting ready to step out of the door, she stops you, cradling one of your cheeks to press a soft kiss to your lips.
"i'll see you when you get home," she says, her lips brushing yours as she speaks.
you nod, giving her a second quick little kiss before stepping away and waving before you close the door behind you. armed with one of her best sweaters and a lunch made specially for you, you feel like you can take on the world, which is often how syd makes you feel. it's not something you'd trade for anything else.
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honeycirrus · 3 months
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Hotted BOOBS up ahead! TITS big ones!
(anotha comm for @dr-viles-laboratory , thanks again for letting me draw u men's bazoingas for money dollar)
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pieflavoredartz · 1 year
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Yo so I just discovered your art and OMG your style is so soft and squishy?? Like it looks like it'd feel like mochi it's so satisfying and nice to look at AAAA
ANOTHA ONE THANK YEWTS (つ≧▽≦)つ
as in anotha ta add ta the list, now my arts a candy, shark tale mochi feelin ART YEAAA hehe but TYSM TYSMMM U MADE MY NIGHTYYY <333 😚😚😚🍄🍄
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samijami · 1 year
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just anotha one for u <3: I love you, you're the bestest person ive met, you always litsen to me, I will ALWAYS be with you. NO MATTER what, You can vent to me, I love you, you're the best, and I mean BEST person ive met. Literally. I hope you get better, I pray that you will, one day, any day, find the amazing people you need. You matter!! You're really special to me, you realize that, right? If I EVER lost you, I wouldnt be able to make it through life. At all /srs since we met, from what I think, the last one is true, all of it is.
Thank you sooooo much <3
You're too kind-
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kalaharidown · 9 months
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🎧 anotha one please i think u always have the best recs fr (also thank u!!!)
she's my religion by pale waves
"but she helped me find a different kinda love / made me feel like i was finally enough"
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angliclamb · 2 years
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Hey donnie just popping in to say this is literally u.ok have a nice night ☝️💯🔥
I LITERALLY LOVE LAIN TOO EKFNWKDNDK
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justdrivee · 3 years
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millennial pink dan for anon 💘
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animebirbo · 2 years
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AH! your max gorou is so cute, i want to squish his cheeks!
welcome to the ‘i care gorou’ train, you can never leave :)
would u like ur complimentary dunky dony
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hartigays · 5 years
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please do 32 if you haven't already 💓
32. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
“you’re being weird.”
billy releases the lip he’d been chewing on from between his teeth, looking up. steve is staring at him from the passenger’s seat of the camaro, looking a little agitated.
“what?” billy asks, blinking. he’d been so lost in thought he hadn’t realized steve had been talking.
“you’re being weird,” steve repeats, his brows furrowing. “what’s with you?”
“the fuck do you mean being weird? i’m acting how i always fuckin’ act.”
steve rolls his eyes, folding his arms across his chest with a huff. “yeah, you’re just as big of a dick as usual. but you haven’t talked in like, five minutes. and that’s weird.”
they’re sitting outside the arcade, waiting for the nerds to finish up inside. steve could’ve sat in his beemer, to avoid any suspicion, but that would’ve taken all the fun out of a secret makeout.
only they haven’t made out, not today. because billy has been a gigantic ball of anxiety all afternoon. it’s making his stomach twist up in knots.
“i just got a lot on my mind, harrington, a concept you clearly aren’t familiar with,” billy snaps, and oh. oh no. that was definitely the wrong thing to say.
steve’s eyebrows nearly hit his hairline. he emits this strangled sort of noise, something close to utter disbelief. and then he’s yanking on the doorhandle, swinging himself out of the car and storming over to the beemer.
billy thumps his head on the steering wheel, groaning. his stomach feels sour, like he has indigestion. he tries breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth. tries to abate the panic crawling its way through him.
it doesn’t work. he fumbles for the doorhandle, stumbling out of the camaro and over to the beemer. it looks like steve is actually about to lock the door, but billy gets it open too quickly and seats himself inside.
“i’m - fuck, steve. i’m sorry,” billy tells him, his voice wavering just so. “i shouldn’t have said that.”
“no, you shouldn’t have,” steve agrees. he’s pointedly glaring out the window, purposefully not looking at billy.
billy sighs, cursing under his breath, then says, “i’ve just - i’ve been thinking about a lot of shit today.”
“good for you,” steve grumbles. then he actually turns on the fucking radio, to presumably tune billy out.
and that’s fucking irritating. billy slams his fist on the knob, turning it off just as quickly as it’d been turned on. steve gapes at him.
“would you just fuckin’ listen for two goddamn seconds?” he asks. he’s getting too tense, his frustration and anxiety mounting.
“no,” steve snaps, finally turning his glare in billy’s direction. “get the fuck out of my car and leave me alone.”
the little broken noise that escapes billy’s lips is fucking pathetic, and completely unintentional. steve has already gone back to not looking at him, and billy feels like his insides are in a blender, his lungs feeling tight. he remembers getting panic attacks as a kid, starting to worry that he’s close to one.
finally, he bursts. “steve, i - fuck. i think i’m in love with you, and i’m fucking terrified.”
the last few words run together. billy struggles to suck air into his lungs, the beemer feeling like it’s closing in on him. too warm and claustrophobic.
steve just blinks. once, twice. and then he looks over at him, his eyes wide. all steve says is a breathy billy, his grip on the steering wheel going a little limp.
“i don’t know what to do,” billy admits, his voice small. it sounds foreign even to his ears.
after a moment of contemplation, steve looks towards the back of the car. “get in the back.”
billy doesn’t ask questions, he just moves. as soon as he’s sitting down and has the door shut, steve’s arms are around him. pulling him close. billy buries his face into steve’s shoulder, trying to breathe and relax.
“you realized it this morning. when we were - well. you were there,” steve says, his cheeks tinged pink.
billy just nods, because he was there, and steve is right. his feelings for steve had hit him like a punch to the gut, while steve was hovering over him, while he was inside of him, kissing his neck.
“you were trying to figure out how to tell me.”
billy nods again.
“you were nervous.”
another nod. the final one.
because then steve sighs. smooths his hand over billy’s curls before resting his cheek on the top of his head.
“i’m sorry,” steve tells him, twirling a particularly springy curl around his finger. “you can relax, billy. it’s okay. i’ve been in love with you for a long time, i’m not going to run and hide from this.”
billy pulls himself out of steve’s arms so he can look him in the eyes. “wait. what? how long?”
“since you took me to the city. roller disco night,” steve answers. his gaze is unwavering.
“steve, that was over two months ago.”
steve doesn’t say anything. he just nods, giving billy a small half-smile. he takes one of billy’s hands, bringing it to his lips and brushing a kiss across his knuckles.
“two months, one week, and five days,” steve corrects. he leans in and brushes his lips across billy’s, one hand cupping his cheek. “but i wasn’t going to bring it up, not until you were ready.”
“you remember the exact day?” billy chokes, his eyes bugging a little. “christ, steve. i think - i just - fuck it. i’m so crazy in love with you, it’s been driving me fuckin’ nuts today, not being able to figure out how tell you.”
“well,” steve starts, his grin growing even wider, “i guess we’ll just have to say it to each other as much as possible to make up for lost time.”
the next time steve leans in, he presses these sweet, soft kisses to billy’s lips, punctuating each one with an i love you.
and billy loves him, he really fucking does. a little madly, maybe. but that’s okay. because the reality is, steve is just that fucking gone on him, too.
send me a number + a pairing!
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hazanges · 2 years
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hey, congratulations on hitting 100 followers🎉🎉. I was wondering, if you could do a ig concept, for ariana grande and harry where y/n announces their engagement ☺️
heyo! here's anotha request as i clean out my inbox!! to my ladies, hope u had a stellar international women's day!! be sure to spread the love :)
request something ! | navigation | likes, reblogs, & follows are always welcome !!
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yourinstagram PEARL
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annetwist ❤️❤️
harryfan2 ANNE
harryfan3 getting to be this close to harry ughhh
jefezoff ... and other fine things in life 🥂❤️
harryfan4 JEFFREY
harryfan5 🎶beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful boy🎶
harris_reed Magic.
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thecut Ding-dong! That’s the sound of (alleged) wedding bells! Earlier this week, our fav sweetheart, @yourinstagram was spotted wearing a big ol’ diamond ring — on her ring finger, no less! This, of course, sparked rumors about a possible engagement with her long time rockstar, Harry Styles.
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harryfan6 AGAIN?! there always "allegedly engaged" lmao
harryfan7 i'll believe when i see it 👀
harryfan5 husbandrry era incoming
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yourinstagram butterflies (2.22.22)
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harryfan8 OMG WHAT
lizzobeeating I've been waiting for this one!! Turn it up ❤️❤️ Can't wait to celebrate with you two
annetwist You've always been apart of the family in my eyes but I can't wait to make it official! You're incredible and I couldn't be happier for @harrystyles
alessandro_michele 🌸
harryfan9 GUCCI DRESS GUCCI SUIT
harryfan8 GUCCI WEDDING TBH
harrystyles Thank you for coming into my life and making it mean so much more than I could've on my own. Words cannot describe the happiness you've given me. You are such a light and my dream come true. Mon ange, forever.
harryfan10 i know its like ahhh theyre engaged but also harry just typed words. shocked.
harryfan10 "mon ange" and proposing on 2.22.22 ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US HAROLD
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harrystyles A life with you is all we get but I wish we could have more. My light, my love, my fiancé- you are everything that I could have imagined. This is the start to something so special. I love you, H Xx
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I painstakingly went through all of CW and BB to capture Cad Bane’s speech patterns: Enjoy
wit’chu = with you
anotha= another 
de =the
der are = there are
dey= they
d’ose = those
dat = that
gotten = got
don' = don't
ya= you ( only on occasion )
you= you're ( he shortens it on occasion, though he will say “your” )
one’na = one / d’ese = these as in “ one’na d’ese “
dis= this
werks / wurks = works ( his O’s often sound like u’s )
hangin’ = hanging
'round = around
makin’ = making ( he shortens almost all words ending in _ING but NOT ALL - I have def heard him say “interesting” with the ing attached.)
o' = of ( occasionally )
d’anks = thanks
for'da = for the
wear= we’re
hav’a = have a 
de’ll = they’ll 
Whereas= Where is
d’ere / d’eir = there / their
to fin out what's insi' = to find out what's inside  ( he left off the d in both instances )
wit- with
‘em = them ( he surprisingly never says “Dem” as far as I can tell and will say “them” with the T )
matta' = matter
hesitatin' = hesitating
comin' = coming
need’sa = need is as in - “What I need is “
i'd = i would ( He uses contractions A LOT! )
messin' = messing 
it's nice hat = skips the article “ a “ on occasion.
won' = won't
sometin’ = something
wanna = want to
wantta = want a 
Innit that = Isn’t that 
hurry it up = hurry up
getda = get the
an’= and ( on occasion )
wonda= wonder
gotcha= got you
wan’cha/ wan’cher = want you / want your
ma = my ( on occasion, when he’s feeling lazy )
him = 'im ( on occasion )
we'll = we will
outta = out of
wit'a = with a
ain't = am not
ain'tchu = aren’t you
ah'bout  = about, but the a is accented before the rest of the word
 lil’ = little ( shortened on occasion). 
wastin' = wasting
breakin' = breaking
Furst = first
it'll = it will
knowin' = knowing
comin' = coming
Ova’= over
betta= better
Gehet = Get ( sounds like he throws an H in there )
i’dere = idea
caan = can ( a sound is drawn out)
maan ( like mane )= man
so’y =sorry ( he doesn’t say the R’s)
whuttunt = wasn't
wi'dout = without
Tolk to me = talk to me ( A sounded more like an O )
downloa' = download ( he often skips D’s all together )
'spose = suppose 
goin' = going
little things he says:
drat
chassis= ass
chop = bad weather in space / storm
calls bounties “scores”
things he calls people:
pal
fellow
son
youngling
bubble brain
little lady
Goon
Soldier boy ( troopers )
Note: His voice often drops lower when he uses the vowel “O” such as when he says “More power” ( an EX I wrote might look something like: “An’ not a moment sooner.” to display in printed words the effects of his voice modulation.
He also breaks up double syllabic words, such as senator. “Se-na-tour.”
He snaps his fingers to command Todo.
S sounds often resemble a “ hiss “
Read this post/ watch videos! These are the two actors his voice is based off on so says Filoni: 
https://sinisterexaggerator.tumblr.com/post/676400367090761728/cad-banes-voice-was-based-off-of-these-two
Fics I am working on this for! (Cad Bane x OC - Eventual Smut / Longfic / PORN with PLOT
 https://archiveofourown.org/works/37193425/chapters/92792752
Cad x reader
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37226734
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takamishinko · 3 years
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anotha one if youre down: bakugo’s reaction to his funny himbo bf’s new neck tattoo. it was the only place he didnt have tats seeing as he had sleeves and stuff so when he comes back to the dorms from getting it bakugo’s sees and reacts. can be sfw or nsfw whatever you wanna do with it !!
sorry this one is a bit short !!
charming
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pronouns: he/him
warnings: nothing really other than bakugou swearing and idk if tattoos count?
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It’s a common stereotype that those with tattoos on school grounds are considered to be delinquents. they gave off the impression that whoever had them is a "bad person" and how some schools will prohibit this type of behavior and not allow their students to get them. however, UA is not the case, the school shows no problem with students or staff getting tattoos. in fact, a third year in class 1A called y/n is practically built-up of tattoos and there was almost no area on his body that isn't covered by one of those amazing art pieces. 
you might think that y/n is a delinquent or a bad student based off all the tattoos he has. but in reality y/n is one of the best students in class 1A. he has amazing grades and is top 5 in the class. not only that he is also incredibly nice to his friends and the people around him. sure he may give off a scary vibe when you first meet him due to his build but once you actually get to know the guy you'll realize he is actually nothing like what he looks like, in fact he's a huge himbo for his boyfriend who also happens to be in his class, bakugou katsuki. 
bakugou didn't mind y/n's tattoos at all. he doesn't say it directly but he thinks they're cool. the intricate patterns carved onto his boyfriends skin mesmerized him whenever he saw it. however we all know someone like bakugou would never admit to it due to his personality so whenever y/n gets a new tattoo bakugou's reaction is usually "tch, whatever cool i guess."
it was early in the morning on a sunday that bakugou had realized the man he was hugging to sleep is not in his grasp anymore. he woke up and made himself a cup of coffee and fixed some breakfast while he's at it. it was a chill day so bakugou decided to take a break instead of sprinting to ground gamma and having a duel with deku. y/n was known for being pretty energetic so bakugou was used to him being gone when he woke up. but just to be sure where he is bakugou unplugged his phone from his nightstand and shot y/n a text.
"oi y/n, where tf are u off to this time"
"you'll see, it's a surprise ;D" 
bakugou scoffed at his phone and threw it aside knowing you were up to something again.
it wasn't long before the silence broke in bakugou's dorm, he heard a few knocks on his door and "wondered who could it have possibly been" 
"babe! open the door" you said with an ecstatic voice. it's like bakugou could almost hear the smile in your voice 
"yah yah i'm coming"
bakugou opened the door to see his boyfriend's neck region covered with some small patterns of bombs and the shape of his grenade gauntlet. 
"tada! do you like it? i showed the tattoo artist a picture of your gloves and told them i wanted this pattern."
"heh? what the hell n/n, next thing you know you're entire fucking face is gonna be covered in some random art."
"well thank you darling i think it looks nice too" 
"alright whatever at least your home now, i made some eggs cuz i know you didn't eat again when you left in the morning." bakugou said while turning his head to the kitchen
"ehehe you really do know me well huh katsuki."
"of course i do, i'm your fucking boyfriend."
something about those words really made your heart melt. the aggressively caring katsuki, you liked how he showed affection and it was a perfect match to your positive personality to balance out his negative one. 
the two of you enjoyed some daily news while cuddling on the coach when suddenly an amazing idea popped into your head. 
"katsuki! you should get a tattoo too! that way we can match!" 
"pft, what makes you think i'm gonna get one of those on my body? it's not worth the money or the time, i'm fine with how i look anyways."
"aww c'mon babe i'll pay for it we'll look so cute together" 
"nu-uh."
"i bet you're probably just too afraid to get a tattoo~ you're scared it's gonna hurt huh" you said with a smirk
"HA??!! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM, DEKU?! TAKE ME TO THAT TATTOO PLACE FIRST THING AFTERSCHOOL TOMORROW, I'M NOT SCARED OF JACK SHIT." 
"yay babe you're the best!" you said as you snuggled katsuki to death.
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