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astraeaphilia · 2 months ago

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꒰ す ── ✦ vil schoenheit x reader ꒱ .𖥔 ݁

𖤐 w.c. 500+ ⸝⸝ idek if this is fluff or angst ⸝⸝

vil schoenheit has never been a gentle lover. true to his image; he was firm and unyielding. never too much but never below what is expected from him. perfect, even behind closed doors.

you two were always standing shoulder-to-shoulder, never failing to be there for each other at any moment of trouble. with his busy schedule, juggling tasks as housewarden and actor; he will never find an excuse to not be there for you. he keeps check on every detail of your life; "how was your sleep?", "did you have your lunch already?", "remember to take your medicine for the day.", his words aren't commands, they're anchors. not born of control, only devotion. although his affection may come off as strict or demanding, only then if he knows you're well taken care of and loved, his heart will be at ease.

yet despite his hard nature, there are nights where his edges soften. nights where you find him curled up against you underneath his silk sheets. he hides his teary eyes and puffy face in your embrace, drowning himself in your warmth. his hair is damp and disheveled, freshly out of the shower. he continues to whine softly as tears rush and roll down the sides of his face. you brush through his tangled strands with care, coaxing them loose.

"vil, dear...you need to dry your hair, you might catch a cold," you insist, lowering your head as you remove your hands from his hair, revealing his trembling form as you pulled off his blanket.

he remains nuzzled against you, lavender-tinted locks slowly falling down and hiding his face as he moved his head closer against your chest. his whines began to die down, breaths slow and steady. you sigh softly, looking at the man with pitiful eyes. shakily, you slid your hands down onto his face, cupping the delicate skin of his cheeks. you raise his head to meet yours, eyes still red as he sniffles gently.

he was beautiful...so beautiful, you thought to yourself. even in his unkempt state, even at his lowest, he was the most beautiful man to have ever graced your sight. not merely because of the features engraved on his face, or the various ornaments he showers himself with. no.

it was crushing, for such a gorgeous being incapable of ever seeing his own beauty. no matter how much you may regard him highly, he could never feel the warm gaze you give him every time you see his radiating form. but you try. each and every time he stumbles, those moments where he feels he could never catch up with the world's standards. he may never let it be known through words, but you are well aware of the growing unease that's slowly rotting his sense of self-worth, his self-image.

you meet his hesitant eyes, your thumb caressing his cheek through your cupped hands. "you're beautiful, darling," you remind him in a hushed tone, purple irises look at you with longing.

but you will always be grateful—grateful that he comes to you in his darkest hours, that he would never face the shadows alone ever again. it doesn't matter how long it may take, as long as he finds solace in your arms, you will never be tired of reminding him of who's the most dazzling soul to ever be in your life.

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astraeaphilia · 2 months ago

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꒰ ば ── ✦ katsuki bakugou x reader ꒱ .𖥔 ݁

𖤐 w.c. 300+ ⸝⸝ fluffyy ⸝⸝ bkg being a lil shit ⸝⸝

𖤐 sorry i did not know what to address the baby lol the it the it the it :0

"how in the fuck do you even hold this thing?" he grunts, fingers delicate yet unsure.

you pause for a moment, watching this big, gruff, slightly irritated blonde man try to hold a baby. "seriously katsuki? thing?" you scoff, raising a brow at him. he continues to reach his hands towards the bundled-up cocoon slowly as he turns his head to you.

"don't try to be a smartass and just help me! why do we even have to watch this damn...creature?" he groans as he turns his attention back to the newborn, slowly stirring awake and fluttering its eyes open.

"that's my niece. and how should i know? do i look like i kno-"

"quick- shit! it's waking up. what the hell do we do?" he panics, arms hovering around but never quite reaching the infant.

"i told you to hold her! i already have her bottle prepared. you know she'll cry as soon as she-" you sigh, rolling your eyes at him.

before you even finish your sentence, the baby immediately bawls its eyes out as it wakes up. without hesitation, bakugou begins to scoop her up, cradling it up against his chest. he gently hovers his body back and forth, nestling it in a soothing motion as its cries mellowed down into soft mewls.

you chuckle, his eyes darting towards you in a glare. "i thought you couldn't, but here we are." you walk up to him, slightly crouching forward towards the baby as you point the feeding bottle to its mouth.

"i didn't know what else to do, okay? we didn't even need to hold her in the first place." he muttered in defense, trying hard not to raise his voice.him

you glanced towards him, your face slowly cracking a smile as you look at him tenderly. his eyes soften, looking away flushed. "you'll be great dad katsuki."

"...you too, someday."