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mykoreanlove · 4 months

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Heey can I ask for a very domestic scenerio for Taemin? Like his wife is at home with their baby (who is a boy and looks exaclty like Taemin) and then he comes home after a show, event, concert whatever and just chill together...Thank you!!

I am sorry it took me so long - here it is, hope u like it :) thank you for reading my work, really appreciate it <3

You took a concerned glance at the clock hanging on the pastel-colored wall – 11 pm.

“He should be home soon”, you muttered to yourself as you held your sweet baby boy in your arms. Life changed drastically ever since you became a mother, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You thought you’d love Taemin with all of your heart, but your little boy taught you a whole new level of love.

“Don’t you wanna go to sleep, Jongi?”

Big brown eyes looked back at you, cackling joyfully. Your baby was not only a direct replica of Taemin in regard to looks, but also personality. The little boy was cheerful most of the times, smiling widely and brightening the day of everybody around. People couldn’t get enough of this little fella, always visiting and gifting him stuff.

“You know he looks exactly like his dad?”, your mother teased. “Is there anything of you in him?”

“Well, I hope so”, you replied as you swayed him from side to side.

12 pm.

Cries filled your apartment as the little one was getting impatient.

“What’s wrong, sweetie? Do you miss your daddy? He should be home any minute, Jongi.”

Sadly, that promise wasn’t enough to stop the energetic cries, so you started swaying him while walking through the big apartment. Jongi was used to falling asleep to Taemin’s voice – he always sang him to sleep. “Daddy’s gotta sing for his fans tonight, sweetie. They also need him, you know?”

More cries.

Even louder ones as if he had understood what you were saying. An idea flashed through your mind.

Quickly, you played a video of Taemin giving an acapella performance on the TV. Jongi squeaked in excitement as he recognized his dad on the screen. You placed a kiss on his head and smiled: “same, honey, same.”

Slowly, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as his dad was filling the room with the loveliest serenades. It didn’t take you long to join him in slumber, after all motherhood was one hell of a beast.

You felt plush lips on your forehead as you slowly woke up, trying to make sense of your surroundings. “Y/N, sweetheart. I’m back.”

A big smile formed on your lips. You never doubted he would come back to you but every time he did felt magical. “Did my little boy behave?”

Taemin sat next to you and took Jongi from your arms, cuddling with him on the couch. “Your little boy was getting cranky because he couldn’t fall asleep. He needed his daddy’s concert badly.”

“Is that why you’re replaying old videos of me?”, he motioned to the TV.

“Yeah”, you nodded tired. Taemin kissed his son and whispered silently: “I am so sorry it took me so long, Jongi. I hope you didn’t give your beautiful momma a hard time, though. Because that’s my job.” He laughed diabolically.

“Hey”, you pouted.

“Come here, baby”, he invited you to lay next to him.

You crawled over to the two most important men in your life and laid your head on Taemin’s arm, sighing contentedly.

“Hey”, he whispered. You tilted your head to look up at him – you could tell that he was exhausted, yet deeply grateful. Taemin kissed you tenderly, enjoying every second with you and his son. He rubbed his nose with yours while holding your hand. “Did you enjoy the concert?”

Taemin nodded. “Yeah, I did. But I couldn’t wait to get home as soon as it was over. I missed you so much. I missed Jongi. You guys are my whole life.”

Moments like these were common for you, Taemin was very vocal about his love and appreciation. “Baby”, you whispered. He looked at you with deep compassion. “I mean it. I really, really mean it, y/n. You are everything to me.”

Moments like these made you think about creating a sibling for Jongi right this second. “I love you”, you whispered. Taemin closed his eyes with a big smile and started singing soundly – your family ritual to drift off to sleep.

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heartcereql · 11 months

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bel air

✩ lo’ak sully x fem!omaticaya!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎��𝐒𝐈𝐒- no words were ever needed between lo'ak and you. just you were enough for each other.

𝐂𝐖- english is not my first language, not proofread, nothing really, it's so so so sweet:(

𝐀/𝐍- probably one of my fav songs on the album. | okay so. i'm trying to finish the series before summer. so expect a lot of content. xxx

you paced anxiously around the pod. how long could they take?

the party that the olo’eyktan had taken to one of the raids included today both of his children, one of which happened to be the boy you adored.

anticipation drew you away from whatever task you had going on. you had tons of chores to get done, loads of people to catch u with, lots of gifts to deliver, and your mind was constantly reminding you, trying to, indirectly, tell you to wait. but you couldn't wait to see him.

so, as soon as you distinguished the war party arriving you ran like mad. just in time to watch the harsh expression of the olo'eyktan telling his kids off. and one specific hurt gaze. lo'ak's.

you immediatly wanted to catch up, clean him up and talk to him, but he was suddenly out of sight.

frantically looking for him, you crossed paths with neytiri, who silently nodded, pointing in the direction he had left. your eyes sent her equally silent gratefulness, before heading to where she had indicated.

“lo’ak?” you called softly.

you had barely seen him since he had arrived, and the resentment expression on his face had left you worried.

you heard a muffled “come in”, which you would’ve done anyway.

lo’ak’s face was a mess of paint, tears, sweat and scratches. you approached him and sat down next to him. no more words were needed. he laid his head on your shoulder as you intertwinned your fingers with his.

after a few moments, you turned to face him and pulled him into a hug. your hands around his neck, tracing patterns in his scalp; his own hands were around your torso, gaze buried in the crook of your neck.

"wanna talk about it?" you whispered once you pulled away.

he shook his head, eyes refusing to meet yours. you mumbled the softest "okay" and cupped his face to give his lips a tender kiss.

yet soon drops of warm liquid stained your hands.

"shit" lo'ak muttered, hand immediatly trying to stop the scratch from bleeding any further. but you stopped his hands, motioning for him to stand up and follow you instead.

"please allow me" you joked, though the gentle expression never abandoned your features.

you guided him to the container of aiding supplies. you grabbed a leaf and dropped the remedy in it. carefully, you grazed it upon lo'ak's wound, making him lightly hiss. your other hand went to hold his again.

"i've been waiting to meet you. all day long. glad you're finally here" you hummed.

you then procceeded to place a lotion alongside the scratch, doing so ever so gracefully and tenderly. once you finished, you pressed a quick kiss to his forehead before turning away to clean everything up.

but lo'ak pulled at the hand that still held yours, making you turn to him again.

"you're divine. did anybody ever tell you that?" he murmured.

a smile graced upon your face. your grip on his hand tightened slightly.

you brought his body closer to yours, so close he could smell the rose scent of your skin.

"c'mon, let's get the paint off" you suggested.

but, though he tried to mask it, you didn't miss the way his eyes fell to the floor.

"hey" you said "lo'ak i don't know what happened back there. and i don't need to, not for the point i'm trying to make. it's his loss. okay? and it is definetely not your fault" you finished your words with the most truthful smile.

he tried to reciprocate the smile, but his eyes avoided yours again, shifting his gaze to the side.

"don't be afraid of me; you can trust me. don't be ashamed about whatever he told you. okay?" he nodded, but his eyes still hadn't met yours.

your hands gently lifted his jaw so that his face was directed at yours now, but his gaze was still settled somewhere else.

"lo'ak" you called, trying to get his attention.

it seemed to work, for his eyes finally found his way to yours. eyes that carried hurt. and eywa knows how much you wished you could just take it away from him.

" 'm okay, it's fine-" he tried to mumble.

but you knew it wasn't, so, before he could finish his excuse, you held him again, arms around his torso, bringing him impossibly closer, as his arms embraced you, appreciating the comfort.

you could've sworn this was enough, wanting for life to just eternally loop around this instant.

#avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #heartcereql #atwow x reader #atwow #lo'ak x reader #lo'ak sully

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dirtysvthoughts · 2 years

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i just can't stop thinking of sweet sex with seungcheol 😪😵 can u write a lil scenario/drabble abt it

a/n: oh my god, hey friends! it’s been a minute! last week was the atlanta svt concert (which was an AMAZING experience btw!), but the rest of the week i suffered bc i wasn’t getting enough rest 🥲 but we’re caught up and we’re back! i hope you enjoy this one! i missed writing for you guys these past few days!

this drabble/scenario features: seungcheol x female!reader

tags/warnings: established relationship, sweet, supportive “dirty” talk from both partners, basically all round good ole relationship vibes we all want and need in life

omfg sweet sex with cheol would be AMAZING - like you will feel heavenly bliss and the aftercare?! holy hell, why can’t i have him in my life..

imagine coming home after a date night and the whole night, he hasn’t kept his hands off you the minute he saw you. the whole date he kept whispering in your ear about how beautiful you looked, how lucky he was to have you, and how he intended on showing how much he loved you when you two were alone.

so when you finally step into your apartment and he closes the door behind him, he wastes no time. he closes any gaps between you two and kisses so tenderly, yet fervently. you feel your heat rising as you take off his jacket, moaning at how hard you can feel he is through his pants. you two make your way to the couch, your mouths refusing to leave each others.

“you’re so special to me, y’know,” he begins to undress you as he leaves you in your bra and panties, kissing his way down your body. “your personality, your beauty, your body - you’re the whole package and more.. words can’t explain how much i fucking adore you.”

you could cry in the tenderness of the moment. how did you end up with the most loving person on the planet? you’re so entranced by him that you almost don’t hear him talking to you.

“can i go ahead baby?”

“yes, make love to me like only you can.”

that was all the motivation he needed.

he adjusts and positions himself to thrust inside of you, and when you feel that first one - you thought you were ready, but he was already taking you to your edge.

“ch-cheol.. you’re so big,” you somehow manage to say through pursed lips and nearly teary eyes. “do you think you can go a little bit faster?”

seungcheol chuckles as he caresses your cheek and then gropes your breast, “sorry, sweetie - i intend on taking it slow today, wanna make you feel so good. you deserve to feel this way,” he grunts in your ear as he thrusts into you again, your wetness going straight to his dick.

“f-fuck, cheol, i-i don’t deserve you.. you’re my everything,” you loudly and sharply gasp when he adds a finger to the mix, softly rubbing your clit - and further pushing you to your blissful orgasm.

“you don’t deserve me? baby, i think it’s the other way around. you are my goddess, my light - i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

“i. love. you.” he says dramatically as he brings you to a heavenly orgasm. hearing those three words from his deep voice felt so good to ears and to your core. but you wish it could’ve waited just a few more minutes.

“ugh, sorry,” you say regretfully, slightly pouting at yourself. “i wanted to give to you longer, cheol.”

“no need to apologize sweetheart, you are amazing and beautiful as always. did you ever notice you have a glow after your orgasm? i almost wanna take a picture of you like this.. all pretty and covered in your own juices,” he smirks as you bury yourself in his chest, lightly smacking it. you smile to yourself, hoping and praying that this feeling of happiness, peace, and security would never go away.

“i really meant it when i said you were my everything. i love you cheol.”

“i love you more baby.”

-kenny

#seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #seventeen x reader #svt imagines #svt x reader #svt smut #seventeen imagine #seventeen x female reader #seungcheol imagine #seungcheol smut #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol x reader #scoups imagine #scoups imagines #scoups smut #scoups x reader #seungcheol #scoups #dsvtt: answered asks

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fallinallincurls · 2 years

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We've been talking a lot about Nate and how good he's been looking recently and I really love him in a suit but.. soft!nate in a hoodie and jeans (u know what I'm talking about) is the best.

Like maybe you come home after having a rough day and he's in the kitchen making dinner or something and you go join him and maybe he pours you a glass of wine to help relax but all you really want is him and you basically koala bear yourself to him while he finishes up dinner and the night is full of soft kisses and slow make out sessions and he just reminds you how much he loves you

I love soft!nate

listen up, soft!nate is absolutely everything to me. the hoodie and jeans combo has been doing things to me lately (how can it not??) but it gives off major boyfriend vibes which fits perfectly for nate!!

you walk through the door exhausted and annoyed because your day at work didn't go as planned and you'd rather forget about it than anything else. the moment you see nate, who is cooking dinner which smells delicious, you almost melt. he sends a beaming smile your way, the one reserved only for you, and doesn't hesitate to wrap you up in his arms as quickly as possible. you relax against his chest, letting out a sigh, and hold him as close as you can.

"hey baby," nate murmurs, kissing the top of your head and rubbing his large hands up and down your back. you mumble a hello back, but are too caught up in the comfort he's giving you right now. "dinner's almost done and i already poured a glass of your favorite wine before you got home because that text you sent didn't seem very positive." he chuckles, which you feel vibrate in his chest, and you couldn't be more thankful for him than you are right now.

"thank you, bubs. you didn't have to do that," you say, finally lifting your head to meet his gaze. those blue eyes you love so much lock with yours and just like that, all your previous emotions and frustrations fall away. it's just nate right now.

"of course i did. now, go get changed so you're comfy and i'll finish this up." nate replies, kissing you tenderly before sending you off to the bedroom. when you return downstairs, in a pair of athletic shorts and one of nate's avalanche t-shirts, you join him in the kitchen again but act on how you want to be impossibly close to him. you hop up on the counter, enjoying his presence as nate continues cooking and talking to you about whatever. you eat dinner right there, nate between your legs and you're both laughing over a story he said and the food couldn't be any better.

and before you can even ask, nate beats you to what you're really looking for. he leans in for a slow and soft kiss, stealing your breath away while making your heart rate jump to an alarming speed. he scoops you up, earning a sweet giggle from you, only to plop you both on the couch for cuddles. you immediately snuggle in, relishing in his warmth and safety, but nate can't seem to stop kissing you. not that you're complaining.

you're in love with him and despite how you were feeling moments ago, all of that has disappeared only to be replaced by pure adoration.

"i love you," nate whispers against your lips before continuing the lazy make out session which will surely lead to more. but you don't care. nate continues on with his words and actions to show you just how much you're loved and that's all you need in this world.

#asks #ask bre #my lovely friends #nathan mackinnon #concept night #this got me omg #how freakin cute #give me this

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galaxysgal · 2 years

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sub!druig x reader (blurb)

warnings: not explicit smut but still aftercare and implication of sex so just to be safe this is rated EXPLICIT. uhhh- mommy kink 😈 that's really the only warning I can think of.

A/N: @greenorangevioletgrass here u go, for science. also I wrote this at 4am lol it's probably not the best writing ever- reblogs greatly appreciated <3

jim, hero and libby if you see this respectfully look away and keep scrolling 🤺🤺🤺

You return from the bathroom with a damp rag and a glass of water. It only takes a moment to clean him up and then you're right there at his side again, tenderly kissing his face.

He's drifting so blissfully, those sweet blue eyes half shut, lips quirked upwards into the barest hint of a grin. You press your lips to his cheek, his temple, his forehead, making sure he knows how loved he is as he comes down from this high. "Come back to me love," you murmur against his skin.

Druig hums softly, leaning into your touch as you pull back to stoke his cheek. He turns his head and nuzzles into your palm before a hoarse whisper leaves his throat. "Hey," he manages, smile growing a little as you look down at him fondly.

"Hi baby," you coo, cupping his face between your hands. "You did so good for me, sweet boy."

He keens at your praise "s'good" he murmurs, still floating in a blissful haze, "felt good."

"Yeah honey? It felt good letting go?"

He nods and pushes his head up to brush his nose against yours. You use one hand to cup the back of his neck, supporting him as he leans up towards you.

"Do you have a kiss for mommy, sweet thing?" you ask him. He kisses you almost immediately, lips soft against your own. You hum, content. "My good boy. I love you so much." You lay down, gathering him up against your chest and letting your fingers brush over his spine.

"Love you," Druig whispers, eyes closing fully as he rests against you.

End.

#ah oh my god okay its probably ooc but who gives a fuck i just want to make this man surrender control 🥵#druig x reader #druig smut #sub!druig #oh my god #eternals #mags writes

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buckysfaveplum · 2 years

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I’m so sorry! That sounds terrifying 😭 How about Bucky comforting reader after they got yelled at at work to the point where they ended up crying? Something similar happened to me today (the yelled at part) and I’m kicking myself for being so sensitive. Hope this gets your mind off it some 🥺 - mynomadicheart

ahhh of course babes! i feel u i could use some bucky comfort rn too❤️❤️❤️

let it out

summary: after a bad day at work, bucky assures you that he’s there, and your feelings are valid

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 800

warnings: swearing, idk i think thats all

a/n: hope you like this <3

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Your bag slipped off your shoulder as you slumped through the door. You let it fall to the ground, too tired to care. Slowly, you shuffled to the couch, grabbing a blanket and falling into the cushions. You couldn’t be bothered to take off your coat or shoes, so fed up with the day you just needed a moment to lie down.

“Hey baby,” Bucky said, coming from the bathroom into the kitchen.

Noticing your discarded bag, he placed it on the counter before making his way over to you. You didn’t respond. You weren’t trying to be rude, but if you talked to him about your day, you knew you’d start crying again. Maybe you could fake being asleep?

“You sleepin’, doll?” he said, his hand resting gently on your back. You didn’t move, hoping he wouldn’t press forward.

Of course, he did. He was your Bucky, he cared.

Squatting down, he caught your eyes. Pink flushed over your cheeks as you dodged his view. But he wouldn’t let you. His vibranium hand came to stroke your hair, trying to help you relax.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asked.

“Idontwanntalkaboutit,” you mumbled, your face trying to press into the couch in hopes he wouldn’t hear.

“What’s that?”

“I’m fine, Buck.”

His hand took your chin, tenderly pulling your gaze back to his.

“Come on, baby. I know you. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” he asked.

You sighed as you sat up, wrapping the blanket around you. Bucky sank down beside you, pulling you into his arms. Before you could get the words out, you felt the tears begin to stream down your cheeks. Bucky’s grip tightened, holding you close and rocking you against his chest.

“I’m sorry, it’s stupid. My boss snapped at me today. It’s so hard. He’s been so critical and tough and I’ve been trying so hard to impress him but I never can. And today he just,” you couldn’t finish, another wave of sobs overtaking you.

“Shhh, baby. You’re okay,” he said, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

“I shouldn’t be crying. I’m an adult, this is ridiculous,” you said through tears. Bucky wasn’t having it. No way was he going to let you talk down about yourself. You were constantly raising him up, helping him through his low points, and comforting him. He would do the same.

His hands cupped your face, raising you up to look at him.

“Y/N, don’t say that. You can cry. Cry all you want. It’s okay. I’m here,” he said. A tear slipped down your face as you stared at him, his thumbs just brushed them aside. He smiled down at you with so much love and adoration. So much support.

“I’m just so tired,” you said, the tears continuing to fall. One of his hands brushed up the back of your head, carding through your hair and rubbing gently at your neck. He pulled you close, kissing softly against your forehead.

“Let it out baby, it’s okay. It’s just you and me,” he said.

So you did. Pressing your head into the crook of his neck, you let out all your frustrations. Your body shook in his arms as he held you close. His grip was tight, grounding you as you rode out your breakdown. Every few minutes, he’d press a kiss to your temple and whisper sweet words into your ear.

You began to wear out, your body sagging against his. Bucky rubbed your back tenderly, helping you calm down.

“I think you need to rest, doll,” he said.

“No, we were gonna go out tonight,” you said, beginning to pull back. Bucky chuckled, resting his forehead to yours. You leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose, your sobs now just soft hiccups.

“We can do that tomorrow. I just want you to get some rest, you said you were tired,” he said.

“I am.”

“Well, go pick a movie. I’ll make you some food and be there in a minute.”

With a sigh, you stood, dragging the blanket with you. Bucky left you with one last kiss on your forehead before heading to the kitchen. You lingered in the hallway for a moment, watching as he pulled out all the fixings for a grilled cheese. For the first time that night, a smile began to tug on your face. You couldn’t help it. You were completely and hopelessly in love with the super-soldier before you. Things would be okay.

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@baby-banana @mattymurdocksbitch @themorningsunshine @skyfullofinfinities

#Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes fic #marvel #tfatws #fanfiction #fanfic

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h2bakugou · 3 years

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Helloooo love ur ficsss😌🤌can u maybe do one of the reader noticing Bakugou, Todoroki, kirishima, Sero, and Deku get boners because of the reader✨

a/n: hiiii!!! thank you <3 of course!! this is such a great request bye- i love this

all characters aged up 18+ au!!

headcanon: them getting a boner because of their s/o

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, boners, handjobs, lusting over u cuz the boys are simps <3, one mention of the reader wearing a skirt uniform/having boobs

nsfw under the cut!!

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katsuki bakugou

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You’re third years now. You’re older, mature, and you’ve grown.

Bakugou and you have been together since your first year, but now that your both almost 19, it seems like such a long time ago.

But as you’ve expressed to Bakugou, your third year uniform seem to have gone missing. Whether you’d misplaced it or lost it entirely-it was not in your drawer.

Pulling on the uniform you’d gotten your first year was a struggle. But it miraculously fit. A little more than you’d hope.

While you fit into the skirt, it barely hung past your mid thigh, and the shirt-with the first two buttons undone, had you slightly embarrassed. Hoping to hide it with a tie and your jacket-the only piece to your third year uniform that you’d managed to find-you struggled to find the courage to leave your dorm.

But you did, and you trudged into the class room, holding your back in front of your thighs, praying no one said anything.

You may have received a few teasing comments from your friends, joking about how awful the outfit looked.

But one pair of eyes never left you.

Bakugou’s.

Staring at you as soon as you entered the room, he was gripping the edge of his desk, blood running all the way to his dick.

It felt wrong to see you like this.

Legs exposed, thighs plush and on display for others to see. Your skin was damn near seeping through that shirt.

“Hey Katsu!” You smiled, sitting in your regular seat behind him. But as soon as you’d sat down, he was tugging you through the halls with him to the nearest lockable closet.

Shoving you inside he started to kiss you roughly, running his hands all over you until you glanced down and noticed the tent in his pants.

“Aw did someone get excited over lil ‘ol me?” You teased, running a hand down his chest, slipping it into his pants.

“Look at you. What were you thinkin?” He growled, lurching forward as your hand began to stroke his cock.

“I couldn’t find my uniform!”

“It’s in my dorm dumbass! You slept over Friday.” Bakugou groaned, locking his lips to your neck.

“Oh yeah, I did.” You giggle. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself at all, he was a mess.

With your hand working at his cock, he was bound to cum in his pants at this point.

But then your hand left, leaving him high and dry at his highest.

“Hey-”

“Stop being so horny.” You placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Meet me in my dorm later.” You winked, leaving him to deal with himself after that.

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shoto todoroki

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Seeing you in his home made him smile. He was a pretty simple guy. You’d moved in with him after graduating from U.A. since his house was huge.

Perhaps warning you for something else

Okay so anyway, just seeing you lounge around his house in his clothes. Maybe you’re trying to get on at more agencies, or doing some work studies with pros, just seeing you sit on the couch talking to Fuyumi in his U.A. grad sweater and a pair of comfy sweat shorts makes him smile.

But when he comes home from either working, or perhaps cleaning up after dinner and sees you lounging in his bed in just one of his shirts he’s rushing to lock the door to his room behind him.

“Hey Sho-”

His lips are on yours in an instant, his hands running up your legs as he hovers over you.

You can feel his boner press against your thigh as he trails his kisses down your neck.

You’re smiling as you reach your hands up to touch your boyfriend, slipping them into his pants.

“I love you.” Shoto whispers as you begin to stroke his cock, a few whimpers rolling off his tongue as he hunches over you, your fingers teasing the tip of his dick.

He’s biting your shoulder trying to stay quiet as you jerk him off, and you know he’s close by the way he twitches in the palm of your hand and whines in your ear.

“What got you all excited?” You tease, slowing your movements to prolong his pleasure.

“Y-you.” He mutters, embarrassed. You smile and kiss his cheek, allowing him to finish in his boxers. He’s staring at you with teary eyes as you pull out your hand and lick off his spend from your fingers.

“Should I spend the night in your room tonight then?”

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eijiro kirishima

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You’re living together after U.A.

Between having friends over and work, he tries to keep up spending time with you too.

But sometimes he gets carried away.

He can’t help but dream of you at work, usually when he’s stuck doing paperwork or something dull.

His mind drifts to you, in his clothes, or completely naked.

So of course when you walk into his office completely unannounced in something sexy, he’s straining himself as his cock struggles in his tight pants.

“Hey Kiri!” You smile, holding a lunch wrapped in a shade of crimson similar to his hair.

“H-hey beautiful!” He’s biting his bottom lip as he stares at you. It’s hard to focus after the daydream he’s just had about fucking you, and now you’re standing in his office wearing something so-

“You forgot your lunch at home hun.” You say sweetly as you walk over and place it on his desk. He’s trying to scoot up further but you catch a glance of his excitement before he can hide it.

You can’t really place when the last time you actually had sex was, you’d both been so busy.

Standing behind him and leaning an arm down to free his cock from his pants, you place a few kisses on his ear down to his cheek.

“Are you free tonight?” You ask quietly as you begin to stroke his cock. Kirishima’s mouth hangs open as he grips the edge of his desk, nodding feverishly.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.” He mumbles, your fingers gliding over the head of his cock. You smile and shake your head.

“I can tell. I’ll be waiting for you when you get home.” You give him a few more strokes before pulling your hand away, moving to kiss him tenderly on the lips.

He whines as you pull away. He kisses back with a passion, wishing he could just take you over his desk.

“Wear the red one.” He calls to you as head toward the door.

“And thank you for the lunch.” He smiles.

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hanta sero

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Ah Sero, Sero, Sero.

This man gets hard at like simple things-KSFSKFK

It’s not a bad thing by no means, like

He just loves you it’s so sweet.

But particularly, during a movie night, you’re cuddled up on him, laying on his chest as he rubs your back.

You’re not wearing any pants, just underwear and one of his silly little graphic tees.

Your legs are warm, your head is on his chest. He’s foaming at the mouth because all he has to do is glance down your back and he can see your ass.

It makes him harder than a rock.

You can feel him get hard, but you decided to tease him.

Shifting just to tease his cock as it prods at your legs, he’s only wearing some boxers and a tee shirt too.

But he knows you know when you whimper as his cock ruts against you.

You’re sitting up and resting on his hips as you trail a hand down to his boxers, pulling his cock out as you begin to jerk him off.

You’re not even batting an eye as you continue to watch the movie, your boyfriend moaning underneath you as he palms at your hips, maybe reaching them up to tease your nipples or moving them down to squeeze your ass.

He’s cumming in a matter of minutes as you smile and glance down at him, feeling his spend run down your hand.

“So horny.” You tease, leaning down to kiss him as he grins.

“Only for you.” He responds.

He’s hard again when he watches you lick his cum off of your hand, and he’s ready for round two. This time it’s your turn.

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izuku midoriya

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Deku is quite easy to fluster, but he usually knows when to be serious if he’s in let’s say a public setting.

However, if there’s a lockable room he may not be as serious.

He’ll probably get hard in a similar way to Sero-that sounded weird i-

I MEAN LIKE the situation. please

You’re laying in bed listening to him talk about hero stuff or maybe about something he learned.

You’re laying on him, in one of his baggy shirts with nothing on underneath. In your defense you were getting ready to shower.

He pulled you onto the bed and tried to say on topic, but with you just looking so innocent as you lay on your stomach, your bare ass on display for him to glance at as he tells his stories, he’s turning red and fumbling with his words as his cock begins to strain against his shorts.

It’s so easy to tell he’s horny. He’s suddenly embarrassed to talk about things, or he finds it hard to maintain eye contact.

You sit up and can’t help but notice the tent in his shorts. It’s hard to not miss.

“Izu, are you okay?” You ask innocently as you position yourself between his legs, running your hands up his thighs until you can hook your fingers under the waistband of his shorts.

“I-I I’m great! What are you-”

His breath is stolen as you begin to stroke his cock in your hand, bringing your lips forward to kiss the head teasingly.

He’s gripping the sheets as you jerk him off, toying with him as you call him horny and naughty.

“I love you.” He mumbles in between moans and whimpers. You reply with an I love you before he cums, making a mess all over his shorts and your hand.

“You should come shower with me.” You wink, pulling him off of the bed as you guide him to the bathroom.

“Yeah!” He smiles, his heart swelling a little more because of you.

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bimrsadler · 2 years

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Hello how are you doing? Mind If I request another arthur x reader fanfic where basically the reader comes back from a really long day at work and arthur is being extra fluffy with them? If you don't mind, I really love your writing, I hope you are having a nice day!

Creature Comforts

A/N: thank you for the compliment, I hope you have a good day as well and enjoy fluffy Arthur!

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x gn reader

Word count: 1,068

Warnings/tags: fluff, modern Arthur

While you normally found it easy to be calm and collected, today was different as you slammed the door behind you. You were only human and could only take so much. Another day of overtime, incompetent bosses and an exhausted body. You let your shoes drop carelessly next to Arthur’s boots as you swore under your breath.

You heard him approaching from the living room, surprised he was home on a Saturday. He walked in casually, curious about your irritation. “Y’okay there sweetheart?” You simply let out a groan and shook your head. “One of them days huh?”

“More like one of them weeks,” you walked over to him as he took you in a tight embrace. “Thought you would’ve gone out for drinks with the gang tonight…”

“Nah didn’t much feel like it. Besides after lettin’ me know you were working late I I thought ya might like the company.”

“That’s sweet Arthur, I would.” You pulled away from him to move toward the cupboard, “we can have a drink here instead I suppose,” you said as the pop of the wine cork filled the kitchen.

“Sounds like you’ve earned it anyway,” Arthur stated while setting the glasses on the counter.

You turned around to pour the wine but before you realized it, your elbow met with the glasses and sent them crashing to the ground. They shattered into many pieces all over the floor, large and minuscule alike.

“Woah it’s okay darlin’ don’t move, I’ll get the broom,” Arthur carefully stepped over the glass to get to the closet.

You just wanted to have a drink with Arthur after a long day. Why did everything seem to go wrong all at once and why did the little things have to feel so big? You felt tears welling behind your eyes along with the embarrassment of feeling like you were overreacting, but there they were, streaming down your face.

Arthur appeared in the kitchen again, “alright lemme just…damn what’s wrong sweetheart?” Noticing your emotional state, he set the broom down and came to your side. “Nothin’ to feel bad about, we can get new glasses anytime.”

“It’s not that I just…feel like everything is going wrong today and when I wanna relax I can’t even seem to get that right.” You let out small heaves as you rested your head on Arthur’s broad shoulder.

“I understand whatcha mean, c’mere,” he empathized as he wrapped his large arms around you and rubbed your back tenderly. “I’m gonna clean this u-”

“Arthur it’s my mess to-”

“Hey…” Arthur’s tone was quiet and calming, barely above a whisper. He pushed you out to arms length while gently grasping your waist and looking into your eyes. “I’m gonna clean this up, ya got enough on yer mind. But first I’m gonna find another glass to pour this wine in and run a hot bath for ya, how’s that sound?”

You looked at Arthur with admiration and gratitude, “it sounds amazing,” you admitted while wiping a stray tear away.

“Good, now c’mon.”

Arthur helped you step over the glass and led you to the bathroom. While the tub filled he helped you undress, gingerly placing kisses on your shoulders and neck.

After you eased into the hot water, he rubbed your shoulders and encouraged you to vent about the day if you wanted. You took him up on the offer, realizing how good it felt to vent to a sympathetic ear.

“Y’know darlin’ ya ain’t gotta keep workin’ there if ya don’t want to. I can support us if you wanna just…take some time off and think on things. Figure out what you really wanna do ya know?”

The juxtaposition of Arthur speaking so kind and delicate while his powerful hands worked your tense muscles made you feel safe and secure in ways you hadn’t experienced before him.

While you hated feeling like you were imposing, you knew that you deserved to be happy and if anyone was going to support you through it, it was Arthur. “That’s really generous of you, handsome. I’m gonna think about that,” you smiled up at him.

“Good. Now I’m gonna clean up,” Arthur rose to his feet and handed you your wine. “Try to relax and take the edge off.” He left with a kiss to your forehead.

The tension managed to ease enough that the work day was in the back of your mind. With each touch and sweet gesture from Arthur, you’d felt the stress of the day melt into the background. After some time passed he knocked on the door before letting himself in. He leaned against the doorframe, hands on his belt and a smirk on his face.

“Whatcha smilin’ at cowboy?”

“You. Ya look good in there, and I’m happy to see ya windin’ down. Much as I hate to ask ya to get out though, how ’bout we have some dinner?”

You stood up and began drying yourself off, “that sounds great, I’m starving. I don’t think either of us should bother cooking though…”

“Way ahead of ya gorgeous,” Arthur said with a wink as he wrapped you in your robe, warm and soft.

As you were led to the living room you saw that Arthur had ordered from your favorite takeout place and set it all out on the coffee table with blankets at the ready on the couch.

He pulled you against him with a gentle squeeze to your shoulder. “Whatcha say we watch a show or movie we been meanin’ to while we eat? You can pick if ya want.”

You moved to face Arthur and pull him in for an unhurried and appreciative kiss, threading your fingers through his soft hair. “Thank you, you have no idea how much I needed this.”

“Well I had a tiny idea when you came through the door cussin’ like that,” he said with a crooked smirk. You reacted with a playful eye roll before his tone returned to being serious. “I’m happy to make yer day better anytime ya need it, and don’t ever feel like ya need to keep it in, ’kay?” You nodded as Arthur leaned in for a reassuring kiss then motioned toward the couch.

You had spent the day feeling like no one around you ever listened or cared about what you had to say, but came home to the exact opposite. Sighing happily, you soaked in the bliss of the warm food in your stomach, and Arthur’s warm body beside you.

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dialovers-translations · 2 years

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Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Azusa Ecstasy [03]

ー The scene starts in the living room of the Sakamaki Castle

*Rustle*

Azusa: Eve, do you know about this? When you hold hands with your fingers interlocked, it’s called the ‘lovers bond’. (1)

...What do you think? Do we look like a couple now?

Yui: I don’t know if we do but...I have heard of the term before.

Azusa: I had no idea until Kou told me the other day. You’re so smart, Eve.

Yui: I’m not, really.

Azusa: Each of my fingers is intertwined with yours...I feel so very happy right now.

Yui-san, scoot a little closer...

Yui: S-Sure...

ー Yui moves closer

Azusa: Nn...You smell lovely.

I want to stay like this forever...

Yui: ( Azusa-kun is really craving affection today, I wonder if something happened...? )

( While I’m happy, I can’t help but get a little nervous at the same time. )

I’m sorry, Azusa-kun. I should get going soon...

I have to prepare dinner before Ruki-kun and the others get home.

Azusa: ...You don’t need to bother with that.

I’ll be there to get scolded by Ruki together with you. So can we stay like this a little longer...?

Yui: Um...Did something happen?

Azusa: Eh...?

Yui: You seem to be very reluctant to leave my side today...

If something is bothering you, I’m willing to listen?

Azusa: I have no worries, but I do have a request. Eve, will you hear me out...?

Yui: Sure, if there’s anything I can help with, feel free to ask.

*Rustle*

Azusa: I want to keep you all for myself today...

So please stick with me throughout the whole day?

Yui: ...But the others will come home...

Azusa: Then, you don’t mind if we stay like this until they return at least, right?

I’m very happy to be able to live together with the five of us...But still, I want you all for myself regardless.

When the others are around, I can’t...Nn...kiss you like this, so...

Which is exactly why I want to constantly feel your touch right now.

Selection

→ Does it have to be now? (S)

Yui: Does that have to be now though...?

Azusa: ...What do you mean?

Yui: I was just wondering if you could wait until after I’m done preparing dinner?

Once we’re back in our room, we’ll have some privacy?

Azusa: Then it won’t be different from usual.

Yui: Ah, I guess you’re right.

Azusa: So you’ll stay here with me a little longer, right?

Yui: O-Okay.

→ I feel the same way (M)

Yui: I feel the same way.

I feel happy during these moments we spend together.

Azusa: Thank you, Eve. Let’s be together the whole time right now...

Azusa: I’ll love you tenderly today...Nn.

Yui: ...!

ー Azusa bites her

Azusa: ...Nn...Nnh...

Yui: ( His bite is more gentle than usual, but they’re sinking in deep...! )

Azusa: Nn...Haah...Your blood...really is so sweet...Nnh.

Hey? Tell me where you’d like me to suck your blood...?

I’ll suck from there next.

Yui: U-Um...ーー

Kou: M-neko-chan! Azusa-kun! We’re backー!

ー The others enter the room

Yui: ーー!

Azusa: Where would you like it...? Over here, perhaps...? Nn...

Yui: A-Azusa-kun...The others are back...!

Azusa: ...Nn...So...? ...Nnh...

...Nn...Nnh...

I can’t stop right now. Please, give yourself to me...Nn.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) 恋人つなぎ or ‘koibito-tsunagi’ is a Japanese term used to refer to a way of holding hands which is often seen with couples. There’s no English equivalent of the term, but literally it means ‘lovers bond’ or ‘lovers connection’.

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kirschteinsj · 3 years

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Pinky Promises

Nanami x fem! reader

Warnings: nothing too much! maybe language but overall just a bunch of fluff and lovey dovey stuff

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: Domestic Nanami and reader, just thinking about how much they love each other. sappy and cute stuff.

A/N: Hi! ^_^ Second time posting, I’ve had this one shot saved for a bit now! finally posting it lolz. I've noticed a lot of people have written domestic Nanami pics or drawn art, very glad society as a whole has this perception of him. it truly heals the soul I think. anyway, I hope u like this and sorry if there’s any grammar errors I wasnt able to catch U_U im thinking of doing a hc post next.... unsure hm, we’ll see ^_^!!

“I’m hooooome.” He says loudly as he steps through the apartment door, setting his briefcase down and taking off his beige coat. Putting down the grand kitchen knife she was using to chop up spinach, she rushed to the door with a smile and engulfed the tall blonde into a tight hug, saying hello. She took a deep breath, inhaling the soft scent of his cologne, the smell of something sour and musty soon taking over. Her face scrunched up and she let out a giggle.

“Oh god, Nanami, you stink, what did you go against today?”

“Nothing too bad. Just a grade 3,” He sighed “A smelly grade 3.” He sounded disappointed, probably because he knew he stunk too. Though the smell was horrendous, she still remained in his arms and he still held on just as tight.

“Are you tired? I was thinking of making dinner with you tonight but if you’re too tired I can-”

“No no. I’m fine. Just let me wash up and I’ll help out.”

“You sure?” She asked looking up towards him, questioning once more to reassure. He looked down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

“I’m sure, dear.”

While he showers upstairs, she gets back to readying the ingredients so they could begin cooking their masterpiece as soon as possible. Tonight she had chosen chicken alfredo with a tossed salad; One could say it was her favourite, but saying that would imply that she would eat it when cooked and served by whomever. But to her, she would only eat it when it was him who had made it for her.

Y/n adored him. He adored her. To her, he was her light. She could simply not imagine life without him, not after he had come in and changed her in such a way. She never in a million years would have thought to be so in love with someone. To have known someone who cared enough to hear all about her day or listen to all her tangents, whether they made sense or not. Who listened to her talk forever about anything just so he could see the faint glow of passion in her eyes. Someone who remembered the small details in regards to the things she loved and the things she despised; Like how she hated the feeling of peanut butter on her fingers and how she absolutely admired the scent of fresh pages in a new book. Sometimes, she felt undeserving of him.

He admired her like no other. Never did he believe he’d be capable of opening up to anyone in such a way, at least not until she walked into his life. He could write a million lists, all full of everything he loved about her. The way she smiled cheekily at him after a witty remark, how she'd give every hug as if it was the last, the way she was oh so patient with him. It took him time to become vulnerable in the slightest, he just didn’t know how to do so without burdening her. She knew his job was hard, he’d told her. But rather than running away like he expected, she stayed with him right by his side. She refused to leave him over that. If anything, it made her want to stay more since she felt the need to be there for him. It felt like a punch to the gut but a good one. “So, is this love?” He had asked himself then. Nanami had someone who brought out the much more joyful side to him. At the end of the day, he knew he’d walk through the front door only to see her, arms wide open and with a big smile offering a cozy hug. She was his home. Sometimes, he felt undeserving of her.

Putting the final piece of broccoli into the container, she tidies any clutter and went back to their shared bedroom. Sinking into the bed and falling on it with a plush thump, she lets out a deep sigh mixed with some sort of a groan. She herself was exhausted from work too to say the least. She didn’t deal with curses or anything like that, but she did teach a class of 9 year olds which one could consider just as frustrating. Yawning, she checks her phone to read the time: 6:15 PM. Nanami hadn’t been in the shower for too long, a small nap wouldn’t hurt. Quickly, she settled for a little 30 minute nap. That way, she could get up soon enough to help him out in the kitchen and not abandon him to do everything on his own. She turns her phone off and slowly, her eyes shut.

…

Y/n slowly opens her eyes and notices a grey throw blanket placed on her, something that she doesn’t recall going to bed with earlier. “Must’ve been Nanami.” Grabbing her phone, she turns the screen on, wincing at the incredible blue light piercing into her skull. “Fuck.” she mumbles. Once her eyes adjust, she glances back at the screen for the time: 7:30.

“FUCK,” she says, voice croaking “I overslept.” With the speed of light, she leaves bed and runs down the hall to the bathroom to freshen up. She soon makes her way over to the kitchen silently, slightly ashamed and guilty. Y/n mumbles a whine with a frown, “He’s probably done making things now. I could have helped.”

The kitchen is filled with the delicate scents of sauces, cheese and herbs. She watches him from the door frame, admiring her boyfriend. He stood in front of the stove mixing at the sauce for the alfredo, which scent alone made her mouth water. Nanami seems to be in his own world, as he stands humming to himself softly, stirring the pot of sauce and adding in the broccoli and spinach, not seeming to notice y/n. With a final stir, he carefully sets the lid and turns to rinse his hands. Her gaze sits upon his figure, how his grey oversized shirt slightly clings to his shoulders and loosens as it goes down his body. Looking down, she noticed the bright red christmas pyjamas he had on, the ones with adorable little reindeers all over them. Grinning, she remembers how she had bought those for him. She purchased a matching set for the two of them and insisted on wearing them all day on Christmas last year. Nanami had responded to the idea with a stern “No” which left y/n in shambles. She didn’t expect him to agree, but hey, a girl can dream. However, on Christmas day, lo and behold, she had woken up to find Nanami sitting on the couch, watching the news with his reindeer PJs on. Immediately, she had attacked him with hugs and kisses and all Nanami did was sit there and accept them, secretly loving it the whole time.

A deep voice throws her out of her thoughts. “You know, it’s rude to stare, right?”

Y/n chuckles quietly and makes her way over, wrapping her arms around him from behind, snuggling into his back.

“I like to stare at you, you’re cute,” she breathes in his scent once again, “ah, you smell so much better now. Like the nami I know.”

“I am not cute. I am a grown man.”

“C’mon, you can’t possibly be saying that right now. Not while you’re wearing these pants.” She coos, gently patting his butt. He goes silent, refusing to rebuttal knowing that he’s lost. He leans against the counter, his front facing her. Though he didn’t say anything, y/n sees this as an open invite to his arms. The rope of his arms finds her waist this time, her arms in an embrace around his neck.

“Whatever, tell me, how was your day, hm?” He posed, changing the subject.

“Same old, yenno. The kids and I had a discussion today about drugs and safety. It was cute, hearing them rat out their neighbours for smoking cigs and talk about how yucky they thought alcohol is. It was… sweet. How was work for you, hon?”

“Shit.” He retorts, closing his eyes, “Work is shit.”

“Oh come ON, I’m sure it’s not always that bad, right? Say, how’s your friend doing, you know, the one who kinda looks like one of my makeup brushes! Isn’t he good company?”

“Yeah, if good company means having to deal with a nuisance to society on a daily basis then by all means, yes, Gojo is wonderful company.” He joked, loosening his grip on her and making his way over to the stove to check on his sauce. She follows, opening the first drawer and pulling out a silver spoon, “You’re so mean sometimes. I think he’s a great guy to be around! I met him once, such a flirt.”

He teases calmly, “If you love him so much, why don’t you get with him?”

Taking her spoon, she lowers it into the pot and brings it back up to her face, blowing on it carefully before she puts it to her lips to taste. “Hmm, I would. But I don’t think he’s as big as you. I’ll have to pass.” She smirked, putting the spoon into her mouth as he watched and sighed in disappointment.

He glares,“God, you’re something else.”

“I’m just kidding, babe.” Bringing her spoon down for another taste. He swats at her hand and she retreats it with a whine. “Don’t do that. You’ve tried it already, and will again when we get to eat.” He scolded tenderly, “Plus, you shouldn’t be given these privileges anyway. It’s not like you helped out or anything.” He smiled, teasing her.

“Nanamiiii, I’m sorry,” she whines, half laughing, “I promise, I was going to help! I just got a little bit sleepy and sort of lost track of time…” He turned over to her and lifted her face with a finger under her chin. Laughing, he delicately caresses her cheek, tapping it admirably with a curled finger. The blonde chuckles and looks her in the eyes, “I’m just joking with you, love. I know you’ve been tired lately, I can tell. Why haven’t you been resting?”

Her smile falls and she sighs. Y/n wrapped her arms around his waist and brought him into her, hiding her face into his chest. It was true, she was exhausted but she didn’t deem it to be anything so serious. Work was just heavy this past week from having to grade her students’ work in time for report cards. All she wanted was the best for her kids and was finding ways to get the kids out of their comfort zones enough to do well in class. That reminded her, Nanami also mentioned having a student of his own.

She takes her face out of his chest and glances upwards. “It’s just this week of work, I promise I’ll be back to normal soon. I’ve just been busy with lesson plans and activities, yenno. Anyway, speaking of students, how’s the one you’ve been assigned to?” She posed in a soft tone. Half smiling, he turned around to add the strained pasta to the sauce, scattering it into the pot.

“He’s special. Quite lively. And cheerful. He reminds me of you sometimes,” his voice strains as he stretches to grab the bowl of cooked chicken to finally add into the pot, finishing the meal, “He’s got potential.” Y/n beamed with happiness. Nanami really seemed to like this kid and if he thought you had potential, then it sure as hell meant you had it.

She lets out a squeal, “EEEEEEK!!! That sounds amazing! I’m so happy for you!” Nanami suppressed a laugh and rolled his eyes, “It’s not that-”

“This calls for a drink, don’t you think?” She babbled with excitement, “We should have some wine! Right?”

Grabbing her wrist as she skipped her way over to the bottle, he reminded her, “You have school tomorrow. You always end up having more than needed and struggle to wake up in the morning.” Y/n frowned at his words, to which he noticed and tried to fix, “Tomorrow’s Friday, you can drink plenty tomorrow, hm? I’ll drink with you.”

“Ugh, fine. You’re right. But you have to promise.”

“I promise you ca-”

“No! You have to pinky-promise.” She demanded, pouting as he stuck out her pinky finger.

His heart skips a beat. Was she always this cute? Her angelic eyes stare into his tired ones. Bottom lip poking out, awaiting Nanami’s pinky to interlock with her own. He knew she took pinky-promises very seriously despite her grown age. It was among one of the many petty details that he cherished. Something about this pinky-promise was enough for her to ensure trust onto someone, it made him laugh. Her naivety is what made her so kind hearted, what allowed her to see the best in people. He felt that this naivety is why they’re together to begin with. He didn’t ever think she’d give him a chance. He reminisced of their first few encounters. The way she did her hair back then, the way she dressed, her shy smile and how she’d look at the floor whenever she’d blush. Maybe it was her timid nature that made him fall head over heels for her. Or maybe it was her generosity. Perhaps her beauty. He was unable to simply confine the reasoning for his infatuation with just a few traits. She grew overtime, more comfortable and less shy, she was more confident around him but he knew he could still make her blush so badly that she’d have to hide her face from him. He enjoyed their banter, her company. He felt it was luck. Or maybe it was fate. Who knows. He didn’t want to think so much about it. He wanted to live in the moment, adore her in this present time. In that instance, he felt the strong urge to kiss her. And so he did.

The kiss was short and sweet, yet full of an unfathomable amount of love. It took her aback, she didn’t quite see it coming. She too stood in the present moment, then and there, cherishing the man she loved.

His lips leave hers and he extends the smallest finger on his hand, declaring, “I pinky-promise.” And a ginormous grin washes over her face. In a whisper, she squeals and scoops her arms around his torso, resting her head onto his chest. They stay like this for a while, not too long really, but to them it felt like an eternity being in each other’s affectionate embrace. He goes to speak and she feels the vibrating boom of his voice make his way up from his chest.

“I love you.”

She sighs, “I love you too.”

Turning her head, y/n smoothly gets on her tip toes and clasps her arms around his neck, giving it a tender kiss and attempting to make a trail leading up to his sharp jaw. Catching onto her tactics he laughs, putting his big hand against her face and pushing her back.

“Seriously?” He chuckles, “You couldn’t wait till after dinner? Come on, take out the plates.”

“Wait for what? I was just kissing you! You’re so dramatic, Nami.” She lies, playing innocent. She knew damn well what she was trying to do. She wasn’t going to admit to it though. Taking out the plates and utensils, she readied the table.

…

After dinner and meaningless conversation, the two lovers tidied and headed towards their room. “Do yo wana wah a mohee tomowwow nie?” Y/n proposed from the bathroom as she brushed her teeth. He perks his head up, confused, “Do I want to what?” She spat into the sink and rinsed her mouth, repeating her question.

“I said, do you wanna watch a movie tomorrow night? Like at home? There’s this documentary I saw on Netflix, it looks really good! It’s crime related.”

“That sounds fine with me. Though, that’s only possible if you don’t end up drinking too much. I always have to get you to sleep early when you drink.” He states nonchalantly, nose poked into a thick book. She rolls her eyes and smiles, “I promise I won’t drink all that much.” Shifting his book to the opposing hand, Nanami silently takes his pinky finger and holds it out to y/n. She snickers and reciprocates.

“You’ve now pinky-promised. Don’t break it, y/n.”

“I never do.”

The nightstand lamp illuminates the room with a soft yellow glow. Shadows of objects on the nightstand hang on the walls. Laying in bed on her phone, y/n turns over to Nanami, who was still reading his book. “Nami, come lay next to me, I wanna cuddle. Please?” Her voice faint. He looks down at her and puts his book away immediately. He could use a cuddle too. Bringing himself down, he lays on his back, y/n closing the gap between the two. Their legs intertwine, her arm and head resting on his chest while one of his hands rested on her bum, the other dotingly playing with her hair. Neither of them spoke a word for a while. Until y/n broke the silence.

“So, were there no other pairs of pants you had left to wear or-”

“Please, be quiet.”

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june-again · 3 years

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🤧hey bae if u wanna write this please do, a angst where tendou, atsumu, or noya who ever u feel like writing for falls out of love😏 like just woke up one day and didn’t feel the same. If u want it to have a happy ending then have them realize that they really do love u or sum😆

-> angst-fluff. noya x foreign!gn!reader, 500 words.

nishinoya opened his eyes, the memory of his dream fading. he didn't want to lose it for whatever reason, and he focused very hard on trying to remember what it was. something about being back in japan. back - with.. with someone he used to love.

kiyoko. he smiled fondly at the memory of her. she wasn't you, but... she'd been so beautiful, and kind, too. such a sweet person. absolutely gorgeous. she was kiyoko. she'd been...

noya glanced to his side. you were still asleep.

why he'd married you while still in love with and thinking about kiyoko, he didn't know.

why he'd thought this would make his old feelings go away, he didn't know.

you were fine. he didn't dislike you. but you weren't her.

nishinoya ran his hands through his hair, staring at you. this wasn't fair to either of you and that was entirely his fault. he didn't love you. he didn't know what love was. he was still thinking about someone in another country from nearly another life of his.

and then you stirred.

"hm? yuu, are you okay?"

your adorable accent pulled him out of his trance. he pulled his mouth into a drowsy smile. "good morning, my love."

"are you okay?"

you weren't kiyoko.

but then, kiyoko hadn't once looked in his direction. she hadn't touched him tenderly like you had. she never smiled at him like she couldn't believe he was real, like you were doing right now. she had been someone he had admired a ton -- but had she been someone that made every inch of him want to be close again, warm and happy? further than attraction he'd had with kiyoko, what had there been? but with you he had everything and he gave and recieved everything.

you weren't kiyoko. but you were everything to him. he longed for you, even with you in his arms.

it was time that he let go of the past. and as he became more awake and felt the dream leave him, he knew he hadn't been thinking clearly. the dream had been a relapse of dreams he'd had in high school. unrealistic, and definitely not something he should judge his feelings off of.

he did know what love was. it was you. the person he'd met on the other side of the world. in another country. you hadn't known a word of japanese but somehow the two of you had become so curious about each other that you learned each other's languages and weren't disappointed.

fate. not a coincidence, like attending the same high school or being part of the same club.

you weren't kiyoko, but you were his beautiful, unintentional, perfect fate. every -- every piece of you was meant to be his, and every part of him was yours.

"i'm happy," he said, leaning over you and placing several kisses on your mouth and jaw and neck. you were so perfect. he couldn't ask for more. "you?"

you smiled. "i'm good."

"yeah," he agreed. "you're good, just like that. you don't have to change a bit."

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jd-loves-fiction · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request a friends to lovers with Itadori? Where they’re both mutually pining for each other and being nervous wrecks every time they meet, but all their friends keep pushing them together secretly😏 like “accidentally” leaving them alone in a room together and whatnot!

Ur writing is so fun to read, it always makes me excited!! I hope u have a good day!!💗

🌙 you're so sweet omg🥺 thank you and I hope you also have a nice day🤗❤️. Also, friends to lovers is my favorite trope🥴✋ so I'm gonna enjoy this😌❣️

[15:48] The color of Yuuji's cheeks closely matched his hair (as it usually did once he was anywhere near you) at the current position he found himself on.

His arms were around your shoulders as he kept you from falling over due to Nobara's strong push that sent both you and Yuuji into a random room, which she promptly locked as Megumi watched, unamused.

"We're not letting you out until you resolve what you have to resolve!" Nobara shouted from behind, clearly very frustrated.

"Hey, don't drag me into this." You heard Megumi speak, sounding somewhat tired.

The back and forth that followed slowly began to fade as the two students walked away from the room.

Meanwhile, Yuuji ran through every possibility his mind could come up with. Most of them involved some variation of breaking the door down, which would unfortunately get both of you into a lot of trouble. So he was quick to dismiss those ideas.

"So, now what?" You asked with a tense chuckle as you sat at a desk near the front of the classroom while Yuuji continued to look around for a moment before sighing. "No idea."

He sat on the desk in front of you, feet on the chair as he avoided your gaze.

"What do you think she meant?" You asked innocently, receiving a high-pitched, suspicious, sound in response, along with an equally suspicious shrug.

Of course Yuuji knew what Kugisaki meant. She'd been beating him over the head with it since she found out.

"Should we just call Gojo? I'm sure he'd help." Yuuji proposed naively, already taking out his phone to text his exuberant teacher.

"For some reason, I don't think he will." You fiddled with your thumbs as you spoke quietly. You looked up as you heard Yuuji let out an offended gasp.

'I should've known,' he thought dejectedly to himself. 'of course Gojo would be in on it too."

He stared grumpily at the message on his phone: 'Good luck!🤗'.

Now he really felt like punching something.

But he took a deep breath and nodded solemnly at you, putting his phone away and resting his cheek on his fist.

There was a low thrumming in the back of Yuuji's head, like knocking on a wooden door, before the deep voice of Sukuna sounded, echoing inside his skull, "Why don't you just tell them, brat? What's holding you back?"

The curse sounded bored out of his mind (as usual when regarding anything other than bloodshed not of his own), but besides the natural callousness of his tone, there seemed to be no aggression in his voice (for once).

Yuuji clenched his jaw shut in fear of accidentally speak with his mouth and not his mind, "What if they don't feel the same? I'd be ruining a perfectly good friendship! And what do you care anyway?!" He said mentally, aggravated by his needless comment.

"I don't, it just annoys me. All this longing and no action. You're a coward. A cowardly brat is what you are."

"What do you know about love?!" Yuuji yelled out with his eyes squeezed shut, not realizing he'd said it out loud until he opened his eyes to see you blinking at him. Pink exploded on his cheeks.

"Is he giving you a hard time?" You asked tenderly, getting up and holding his warm (and getting warmer) face in your gentle hands.

He had been so sure that you'd never reciprocate his feelings, but... Could there be a chance?

No, of course not, this was just how you were normally.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah. You know how he is." Yuuji chuckles awkwardly, ignoring Sukuna's affronted huff as he averted his eyes.

Your hands stayed on his cheeks as you stared into his eyes as they finally met yours, contemplating what it would be like to just lean forward, just a little, to connect your lips with his pretty pink ones.

"Huh... What's up?" Yuuji spoke as you just stared silently at him with wide, loving eyes.

You did as your heart wished, kissing him right on the lips, consequences be damned. All you wanted was to show your love, not caring if it was mutual.

But before you could pull away regretfully, a hand cupped the back of your head to keep you close as Yuuji moved his lips against yours.

You parted from him with a furious blush, "So...?"

"Ok so," Yuuji began, giggling as he placed his forehead against yours tenderly for a moment, "I've actually been crushing on you for awhile. I really like you." He chuckled nervously with an equally furious blush.

"That's good to know. Because I feel the same. Have felt for awhile now." You rubbed your thumb over his soft cheeks as a wide, beautiful smile spread over his lips before he gave you another quick kiss.

'Finally.' Sukuna spoke from within Yuuji's mind.

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i-need-air · 3 years

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bruh i almost really only if you’re okay with it wanna part 2 of kiri’s but like it has a married life and kids because dog hybrid kiri with kids or normal puppies too just sound adorable

That sounds so cute so I decided to mix both things. Here you have Kiri with doggos and kiddies 🥺💕

In here reader can get pregnant and ig goes by "mommy", I wanted to make it like this bc imagine smol lil kirishimas running around with smol black tails and wiggly ears and;;;; I'm soft—

Word count: 1.4k

[ Main Hybrid!Kirishima HCs ] [ Masterlist ]

× since we've established he starts as a dog trainer, expect to have doggos around the house all the time

× but it takes some good months for him to ever consider adopting one with you

× he's really aware of both of your financial situation so he'd need his business to boom before considering it, and maybe renting a bigger apartment

× what was good was that his internet fame got him sponsors and extra-cash

× whenever the time comes to consider it and talk it with you, he'd sit you down and mutter a cute "I was thinking—" while he's cuddling into your chest

× guess who's ready to do at the next shelter to adopt? Kiri is so eager to help another life 🥺

× adopts a big pitbull that's the sweetest thing in reality and in a few days he takes the doggo with him at work

× seriously loves seeing you cuddling big soft furry baby but gets jealous playfully; dog's in your lap? lifts you both up and now you're all in his lap, don't question it

× calls it Dynamo or something, saying he wants to honor his friend that he still had to find 🥺🥺🥺

× they're inseparable and look so intimidating together ajdjkejs until he smiles brightly and dog starts jumping around happy to exist; they both wiggle their tails and i swear just the cutest ever omg

× now before he considers children [ daydreams about it around 2 hours a day but sure ] he wants to be able to give you more

× saves up for a promise ring a few months in the relationship

× "My heart will forever be yours and someday I want to officially be able to call you mine" manly speech but he's tearing up while he puts it on your ring finger

× marriage between species was still a dicey issue, although it was legal some people still protested about it daily

× still believed in your relationship and was willing to take whatever came your way

× wants to do it the right way because he's a firm believer you deserve the best and wants to give it to you

× you did have to have a very small wedding but it did not matter to him and hopefully to you either

× KIDDIES!!!! skfjsljdhs I'm melting bc

× you guys planned it, right? it had to be a good time for both of you and had to have space for a smol little pack

× yeah, he calls it a pack; it seems it comes from his old days where his closest friends called themselves that and he now wants his own

× when you're settled and surprise him with the news???? falls on his knees, puts his forehead on your belly and sighs, taking his shaky hands to place them there too

× it's happening, it really is

× both him and Dynamo get very protective of you

× they've always been but it's as if the dog actually feels his owner on the edge protecting his mate

× from the day you've told him you're expecting he's gonna carry you around

× i mean, he likes to do it, leave him have it

× but he's fucking embarrassing as hell; once your belly starts getting bigger and let's say you find each other on the street, he's gonna pick you up bridal style and walk you home

× all the neighborhood simps for you both

× [ unrelated but everyone has a crush on him and are jealous of u, i don't make the rules ]

× doesn't matter if you scold him all flustered bc he's just going to laugh wholeheartedly and say some cheesy stuff like "It's just that I'm too happy right now" and he makes you shut up and boil of embarrassment

× oh my god; he puts his head on your belly and listens to two heartbeats [ has very good hearing ] and gets soft as fuck

× when the bundle of happiness arrives he's crying

× like he cries cries

× holds the baby and cries

× baby cries and he cries

× you're washing the baby and he observes the scene, crying

× absolutely adores both of you

× hear me out; smoll bby has an even smoler tail

× that they wiggle whenever they see their momma or dadda...

× yeah, from the first few weeks baby does that and it kills you

× [ imagine: ] it's 3 A.M., baby woke you two up crying and he kisses your forehead, urging you to go back to sleep; he goes to the baby's room and picks em up softly, holding them close to his chest and singing a sweet lullaby in his deep raspy voice, just above a whisper; Dynamo is a self-proclaimed bodyguard so the dog is always by the baby's door... you get up to see what's taking him so long and he's just sitting on the armchair in the room, kissing your baby's forehead tenderly...

× i really love the idea of Kiri having a daughter just because he'd be such a great dad; pick cute clothes, do her hair, play with her, have tea-parties; 🥺 strong big man with cute daughter? 💘💖💘💖💘

× gets so soft for his pup; calls your kid a pup; pup responds with wiggly tail

× she starts learning the puppy eyes from his dad and now, for sure, it's the death of you

× you're gone now, one of those looks and you can't argue anything and give in

× i feel he'd post about his family online and that's when his following would just explode, basically turning him into an advocate for hybrid lives and showing the world they're not different from normal humans; still keeps his privacy cuz people are mean mfs sometimes

× can we just accept the fact that they're both a mess? loud, clumsy and sunshine-y?

× her first words are Mamma and he instantly jumps in her face to ask "Hey, what aBOUT DADDY?!?!?!?"

× will get out of his way to make his smol sunshine giggle and her adorable cute laughs are his life juice

× gets energy to eat the world afterwards

× has this exagerated way of talking just to entertain the baby; even mundane things like: gasps —and I— dramatic pause to look around —made a MILKSHAKE! throws his arms in the air, making bb giggle and clap

× ridiculous dad;

× places your daughter on Dynamo's back and makes it carry her around like a horse

× gives her a paper made sword and roars a battle cry

× adorable squeal-like roar in response from his daughter

× also will have her be on his shoulders if you guys walk anywhere, keeping her in place by holding her chubby legs secured

× dumb songs for everything while they walk; "We're going to the mall, WE'RE GONNA BUY IT ALL, WE WANT SOME CHICKEN NUGGETS AND MAYBE GET SOME MUFFINS"

× "No."

× insert puppy eyes

× "... fine..."

× "WE'RE GOING TO THE MALL—"

× will want more children; like i said, he wants his own pack

× is more than happy to adopt hybrids too; he knows specially the youngest ones are treated badly so if you can't have children, please consider it

× because he will love them with all his heart and he has so much love and care to give

× just think about how he'd be surrounded with two, three children, all trying to climb on him, one hanging on his beefy arm, another clawing his leg, one on his shoulders; such a sight~

× every time he sees his kids doing anything he watches them carefully then turns to you with love in his eyes

× "You make me the happiest man alive"

× you gave him a new life, such happiness he only dreamed about in his darkest days and is thankful every single day;

× sometimes forgets how incredibly amazing he is, yet your words help him

× if your children call him the best dad ever?

× beams

× brighter than the sun itself

× will give it all for your family

× now and forever

#kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima x reader #hybrid!au #hybrid!kirishima #married Kirishima #kirishima headcanons #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #noire writes

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hufflautia · 4 years

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Different Love Languages

✨COMMENTS+REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED✨ They motivate me and make me supes happy, so please pretty please reblog and/or comment!! It doesnt even have to be a coherent comment, keysmash if you must! ok fanks go read now and enjoy <3

Summary: Hufflepuff is the type of person to express her love verbally but Slytherin is different; he hardly says “I love you” and Hufflepuff worries that maybe it’s because he doesn’t love her as much as she loves him. Our darling puff will realize that this is simply not the case. People just have different love languages.

Hufflepuff loved Slytherin. She really did. In fact, she reminded him frequently.

“I love you,” she chortled during breakfast when Slytherin had cast a spell to make the bacon strips float around in a dancing manner so that she would cheer up after reading depressing news from the Daily Prophet. Another time, she cooed the term of endearment as he held her tightly in his arms, swaying to the sound of music in the background.

The thing was that Slytherin rarely said “I love you” in the entirety of their relationship. Instead of saying it back to her, he often replied by cupping her cheeks tenderly and leaning in for another kiss. Other times, he responded with a loving smile, his eyes glowing with warmth and infatuation.

It’s not that Hufflepuff thought Slytherin didn’t love her. She could definitely see it in the way that he looked at her, in those stolen glances when he thought she wasn’t looking. She could feel it when he held her close at night, his arms wrapped protectively around her.

However, a part of her- the small shadow of doubt within her heart that told her that Slytherin didn’t care for her as much as she did for him- just wished for some kind of affirmation, a clear signal that said, “I love you.”

One day, Hufflepuff and Slytherin sat side by side in Potions class, listening to Professor Slughorn drone on and on about Felix Felicis. She was absentmindedly staring at the board when Slytherin slid his notes in front of her so that she could see the doodle he drew on the side of his paper.

*Credit: Beastflaps*

Hufflepuff bit her lip to suppress a laugh and squeezed his hand 3 times.

Unfamiliar with the motion, Slytherin asked what the squeezes meant.

“It means I love you,” she whispered. Her voice was soft so that Professor Slughorn didn’t overhear their conversation.

Nevertheless, Slytherin heard every word. A smile tugged at his lips and he immediately squeezed it back. He didn’t just stop there; he repeated the gesture about 6 times- and Potions class hadn’t even ended yet.

From that day forward, Slytherin constantly told her I love you. Sometimes he squeezed her hand randomly- before he left for Quidditch practice, during breakfast when she passed him a plate of toast, and after he walked her back to the dormitory.

Aside from that, he would occasionally tap out the gesture with his finger.

Tap tap tap.

Hufflepuff looked up from her book and made eye contact with Slytherin from across the room. She knew what it meant. She always did.

Slytherin said I love you all the time now, more often than Hufflepuff’s verbal “I love you”.

She realized that he had a different love language from her, and that was ok. It was the love itself that mattered.

On their wedding day, as the officiant performed the ceremony, Hufflepuff looked up at Slytherin with adoration. “I love you,” she whispered.

He smiled warmly at her and squeezed her hand four times.

I love you too.

Based on a true story! If you can’t see the link that I attached, here it is:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Marriage/comments/ahb1c1/sometimes_i_forget_my_husband_has_a_different/

MASTERLIST ~(˘▾˘~) (click my profile to see the pinned post, aka my masterlist, if you cant see the link)

Author’s note: YAYAY HI!!! DID YOU LIKE THAT??

probably yall @ me rn lmaoaoao

You might be wondering why i wrote this one-shot. There was no special occasion this time, I just got a bonk of inspiration one day. also i felt bad for reblogging my ice skating oneshot so much (i did it to respond to other peoples reblogs) and i sent an ask to my favorite fanfic writer, asking her about what happens if i reblog my own work and if it pushes my fanfic up the algorithm, and she answered my question but also said that she usually deletes her reblogs bc her followers would probably get annoyed if they kept seeing the same work over and over again. i felt bad bc i had just done that, and i didnt want yall to constantly see the same fanfic all the time, so i wanted to give u something new. also i was thinking back on that person who said that my writing was sporadic (they werent trying to be mean). Sporadic basically means spaced out and occuring at different intervals. i felt bad bc my writing is definitely spread out by one month for some reason. im not sure what this means for next month bc i never write 2 fanfics in one month. does this mean that i wont write a fanfic for november? hopefully not. ok that sounds sad, im sure it doesnt but who knows bc the college process thingies is killing me

I wrote out the general details of the story at 1 am one night when i was trying to sleep lmaoao heres a screenshot:

This is basically how I write for most of my fanfics at first, it consists of the general info along with some specific details.

At first, the one-shot was gonna be a drabble (aka a story that’s only 100 words long) but when I finished writing it, I went to wordcounter to check the number of words and it was 500! i was like oop ok im just gonna call it a oneshot then. i wrote part of the story on sunday morning and then i went to exercise in the park with my sister. afterwards, i wanted to keep working on it but then i became swamped with college stuff so i stopped. i started writing again today (its monday, but im posting it on tuesday, aka today for you- or maybe not if ur not reading this on the day that i posted it) and i surprisingly finished- but that was probably a bad idea to be writing the oneshot during this week because i have a lot of exams, but lets look at the bright side, i finished the story!

I didn’t think of the idea completely on my own. I actually read the reddit story (found it in a thread on insta) a few years ago, and I don’t know why but I was thinking about it that night and I decided to make a one-shot out of it! Isn’t it such a sweet story (the actual story, not this)?? It would be kinda nice if I reached out to the person and said, hey i wrote a story based on you and ur husband!

Anyways, I just made a meme:

i didnt actually get up, i just opened the notes app on my phone in the dark and wrote the details down.

this isn’t related but i made a meme about the ice skating oneshot:

I’m gonna cut the authors note short (i usually write a lot. its funny when u go back and see my authors note in chapter 1 of the slytherpuff series, bc its so so short. wowza, times have rlly changed!) bc i think i have at least 2 exams tomorrow. this is gonna be me when i post this one-shot in the morning:

bc i have to wake up early and i am most definitely not a morning person:/ OH GOD OK I HAVE TO STUDY NOW-

Love you all, thank you for reading! TOODELOOOOOOO

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#7 with Shouta Aizawa 🙇🏾‍♀️plz n thank u

I hope you like your request babe!

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prompt #7: squishing their cheeks

aizawa shouta x gn! black reader

fluff drabble.

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Shouta was tired. Tired of waking up every morning, his body demanding more sleep as he forcefully drug himself out of bed, the heavy bags under his eyes making them almost hard to open. Tired of walking into UA, the screams of determined children ringing in his ears, making him curl his lower lip in annoyance. Tired of not being able to stay in your arms all day, every day, until you eventually got sick of him, begging for him to remove his hold so you could use the bathroom, claims of your bladder ready to explode. Did he let you, no, but it was cute watching you squirm.

You being the observant person that you are, you’d noticed the longing looks pointed at your shared bedroom, his eyes glazed over as you assumed he was day dreaming about finally getting some rest. You also noticed the sluggish sway of his body, his eyes fluttering almost as if he was in and out of sleep. Shouta was tired, so very tired, so goddamn tired that he felt like passing out right here and now, his subconscious falling deeper and deeper into the dark abyss and sweet relief of sleep. That’s why you look it upon yourself to call into his work place, that sickly sweet tone caused the receiver of that call to sweat nervously, knowing it was better to give you what you wanted rather than not.

It was currently 6am, the time Shouta dreads the most. The pericing sound of an alarm clock ripped through the calm atmosphere, making those in the room groan in irritation. Shouta reached his elongated limb out to turn off the disturbance, twisting and turning at the prospect of leaving the comfort of his bed and emerging out into the cold cruel world. ”Mhm..” He groaned, pivoting the lower half of his body so he could reluctantly get the day started. A soft palm stopped his movements as he turned around towards you, his eyes softening at the exhausted look on your face, your brown eyes watering from the yawns that rippled throughout your body. “Sorry kitten, I’ve got to go to work.” He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on your brow and went back to the task at hand, attempting to drag himself out of bed.

“Actually, you don’t have to work today.” You smiled tenderly, propping yourself up on your elbows. Your grin grew significantly as you saw the confused look on Shouta’s face, his obsidian locks falling delicately around his chiseled features, highlighting the light pink that dusted his cheeks.

“What are you talking about? You know I have to work today.” He muttered, rubbing his face with the palm of his hand.

“No, you don’t. I called up to the school, said you needed a day off to recuperate.” Scooting your backside to lay your body against your headboard, you brought your hands to lay on Shouta’s cheeks, squishing them towards his chapped lips. He rolled his eyes in annoyance, though it didn’t seem that intimidating with his cheeks inflated like a balloon. You snickered before gingerly removing your brown toned hand from his pale face.

“God I love you.” Shouta bounded towards your limp figure, crashing your back into your pulpy mattress. He nuzzled his head into your neck, his scruff tickling you as he did.

“Hey chill! You’ll knock over my bonnet!”

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