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[serotonins-stuff]

He has no shame in pulling you by your belt loops. He never did.

. • ° • .

It's so hot to him how he can just tug you towards him so easily, all with the curl of one finger into your front belt loop, drawing you flush with practiced tenderness.

In public, his movements are subtle. You often find yourself gravitating into his warm arms, the familiar scent of his lotion ghosting off his skin. The loud and rustling city noises fade into a soft static hum.

When you're home, his palms trail with a rough, almost greedy edge, along the waistband of your shorts– his knuckles cool against the tender skin of your hipbones. He maintains eye contact –eyes half lidded, and legs spread in invitation.

You don’t know how much longer you can keep pretending his touch doesn’t undo you, how your breath catches, how your fingers twitch with the urge to touch back, how the rough fabric of his pants against your thighs sends shivers up your spine –especially when his gaze drags over your form like silk.

He exhales, low and rough.

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

Karma, HAWKS, Aizawa, Bakugo, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, TSUKISHIMA, Kageyama, Kurro, Kenma, ATSUMU, Osamu, Tendou GOJO, SUGURU, TOJI, nanami NERD ARMIN! Tengen, Giyu, Muzan AOIMINE, Kise, Murasakibara SAE, Rin, Bachira, Isagi, Barou, Nagi, Reo Mikey,DRAKEN, mitsuya , Baji

[serotonins-stuff]

when they see pictures of you they don't have -ft jjk men

Includes: Tojo Fushiguro, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami

Warnings : just fluff and kisses

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- Toji Fushiguro -

Toji was appalled to see that you had pictures of yourself you'd never sent him.

"So frickin pretty" he breathed before shaking his head in denial, his eyes glued onto your phone screen. He immediately sent the picture to himself.

You sighed before rolling your eyes playfully "Baby that's like the tenth picture now".

"Exactly" he smacked his lips, "There's already ten pics you've been hidin from me"

"I wasn't keeping them" you defended. "How was I supposed to know you wanted them?"

"I told ya to send me every one of your pretty little pictures" he shook his head when he found another one, a big pout forming on his face from how cute you were in this one. Then he remembered that you didn't send it to him and creased his eyebrows with his two fingers.

"Those ones aren't even pretty though"

He looked at you as if you had just slapped him across the face. Hand over his mouth in disbelief.

You giggled when his arms scooped you up bridal style, just to tackle you back onto the bed.

You don't even know how you ended up straddling him. He raised the camera towards you and instinctively you covered your face.

"Toji!" You squeeled "I'm not presentable at-"He sat up swiftly, gently moving your hands away from your bashful face before kissing them- then kissing your lips.

Just then you heard the camera click and slapped his chest playfully.

"My pretty girl" he kissed you again, and again, and again till your laughs were far from incoherent.

- Satoru Gojo -

"This should be a crime" Satoru gasped.

His wide eyes bore into your phone screen as your fingers just scrolled past pictures.

You sat between his legs with your back against his chest, while he soothingly rubbed the sides of your stomach. His stubble tickling your neck.

It wasn't long before he snatched the phone from you, hunched over with your legs entangled on the couch.

"Satoru" you whined "I was busy"

"Busy keeping all these pretty photos to yourself" he scoffed.

His eyes were glued onto your phone screen like how a toddler acts around their tablet. His mouth parted wider with ever photo, and he occasionally looked up at you with disbelief.

"Why haven't you sent me these?" His heart strings pulled at him with how absolutely adorable you looked in these.

You scoffed back at him with a playful smile "I didn't know you needed them"

He shook his head while continuing to select the photos on your phone.

Occasionally he'd grab his chest like he was having a heart attack and mutter 'so pretty' just under his breath.

You had lost track of how many photos he'd sent himself, and how many of them he lectured you for.

You didn't understand what he was on about, but it was adorable seeing him this giddy and dazed.

You giggled when he handed you your phone back, his brows pressed together so tightly you'd think he was angry.

You were about to ask whats wrong but he hushed you with his finger.

"Need to pick one for my wallpaper" he said dejectedly "But they're all so good"

"Why don't you just make a collage of all of them together?" You muffled through pressed lips.

"Actually" he grinned, pulling his phome out and immediately searching for collage apps. "That's not a bad idea baby"

He grabbed both of your cheeks and gave you one long and hard kiss on the lips, before pulling back softly to look into your eyes.

"Don't do this again hmm?"

- Suguru Geto -

"Wow" he expressed from the kitchen, muffled by the sound of his loud chewing.

You were looking for your phone everywhere and he was not being much help.

Well he was at first but now he had himself entranced with something.

"Fascinating" he hummed in delight, and you thought he was talking about his breakfast until you turned the corner.

There he was with your phone in hand- the same phone he was supposed to be helping you look for.

You put your hands on your hips-your head tilting to the side as the scowl on your lips only deepened. "Suguru"

Uh oh.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at you- wide eyed.

even his chewing slowed down when you approached him.

His shoulders shook- a chuckle begging to escape him "I- uhm -I found your phone?"

"I can see that honey" you raised a brow "The one we've been 'looking for' for the past 10 minutes?"

"In my defense" he placed his bowl down, before turning the screen to you a reveal a picture.

It was a picture of you smiling while holding up a teddy bear - your hair messy and a big tshirt on. *His* big tshirt on.

He smirked cheekily, his eyes darting between your face and the picture. When he saw your confusion he huffed in amuzement from how cute you were.

"Why don't I have this on my phone baby?"

"Because I didn't send it to you?"

"Precisely" he placed a hand on his hip "Such a gorgeous sight and you didn't send it to me"

You rolled your eyes and laughed, pushing his shoulder playfully before he reeled his arm around your waist. He smooshed your cheek against his and brought the phone screen up in front of both your faces.

"I mean- just look at how adorable you are in this one" he cooed. "Your cute big tshirt - pretty little smile"

"I look like that all the time though" you muffled and he rumbled with a lighthearted chuckle.

"Exactly, You look adorable all the time"

"What am I gonna do with you?" you eyed him with a smile.

"Well you could always start by sending me these pictures?"

- Kento Nanami -

You poped your head through your bedroom door to see Kento with his head buried in a book. Eyes calmly scanning the words as he held a pen in one hand.

"Yes Love?" He said without you even getting to your question.

Shyly you walked towards him, balancing yourself with your knees against the bed.

The mattress dipped a bit beside him and he closed his book to give you his undevided attention.

"Do you think this is a good photo for my work ID?"

He had to adjust is glasses once- twice- three times before shifting his head back as if to get a better look at screen.

You looked absolutely stunning, adorable- hell he didn't even know what to say.

"Wow" he gently took the phone from your hand. "You look absolutely stunning"

You claspped your hands together behind your back, slowly swaying side to side from his compliment.

It made you so giddy when he complimented you like this- which was practically every single day.

You hadn't even noticed he had sent it to himself until his phone buzzed repeatedly on the nightstand.

His eyes softened as he found himself lost scrolling through your entire gallery, making comments about every favorite thing of his in the photo.

He went on about how cute your smile was and how pretty you looked in your outfits.

You found yourself cuddled up to his side while he rubbed long and slow circle on your hip.

You laughed together whenever you found silly pictures you took of him. Pictures he had no idea existed.

Even when you claimed to 'not like the picture' he would respond to with 'Well I happen to love the picture'.

You didn't even realize that you forgot to pick one for the work ID.

A/n

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You don't think Satoru is aware of how heavy he is because of how he's constantly using you as his personally body rest.

Whether you're making coffee or cooking dinner — he's quick to come up behind you and rest his chin on your head. Occasionally he'll give you kisses and massage your hips in the meantime—or he'll just dump his entire body on you like it's nothing.

You constantly find yourself somewhat dragging around a full sized koala. A very nosy and clingy koala that wants to see what your doing up close — despite his powerful eyes that legitimately allow him to do so from a different room.

Sometimes he actually helps by lending you his arms to make the task go way quicker. While you're washing dishes — he's also washing the dishes. Making tea?- He's already got the teabags and sugars in your mugs.

It's even worse when you're sleeping with him — because during the summer you'll wake up all sweaty with a heavy feeling on your chest. Only to find that Satoru had somehow slithered the top half of his body onto you in his sleep.

You'll huff and puff beneath him, struggling to get around your shared apartment. He finds your quiet struggle amusing — well that's what you think when you see the smug look on his face.

Whenever you complain to him about it he'll just mumble something along the lines of "But I miss you" or "I'm lending you extra eyes".

—and when you tell him he's heavy he pouts and claims that you just called him fat.

As much as you act annoyed by it. You can't help but find it endearing —especially when he's gone for a long mission.

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Tumblr can add mature labels to our drafts now?

And the draft itself had no nsfw content it's literally fluff lmao.

Is anyone else having the same problem?

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When it comes to you, sukuna just can't keep his hands to himself.

You've been trying out outfits for your boyfriend sukuna and he starts to get alot handsy (nsfw)

"What do you think of this one Kuna?" You said as you emerged from the bathroom once more.

Sukuna just didn't know how to contain himself when you looked so damn pretty. He didn't even bother to hide his raging boner— that left no imagination of just how much you excited him.

He watched intently as you looked at yourself in the mirror — turning — nose scrunching while your hands felt the dainty material of your new pajamas.

His silence caused you to turn around with your arms crossed, your forearm causing your boobs to hike up against the material.

He sat up from where he rested on the bed, motioning for you to approach him by outstretching his arms.

With each outfit, you noticed him becoming quieter and quieter, and you recognized the glint of mischief in his eyes too well.

—You'd be lying if you said you weren't seducing him on purpose.

It was amusing to see him riled up like this just from simple acts like you bending over or posing to get 'a better look of the outfit'. You couldn't let him know you loved it though —you couldn't let him know that your panties were soaked at just the thought of him watching you so intently.

You crawled onto the bed slowly, your arms and legs moving in a particular rhythm that should've been considered borderline hypnotic.

He had the slightest smile on his face —a smile that wanted to make you fold right then and there and let him have his way.

He held your chin between his thumb and index finger, his other hand trailing over the buttons of your shirt and letting them loose — not all of them— just a few.

He gave you one kiss. One long and hard kiss to the lips that left you seeing stars.

His lips parted, his eyes drooping down as his hands came up to cup both of your cheeks. "You look beautiful"

He was cherishing you, fully aware that the moments about to unfold would leave both of your lips puffy, your eyes glistening with tears, and your new pajamas drenched in cum.

He was planning on doing laundry tomorrow anyway.

As crazy as it sounded he wanted you to keep them on — he wanted to see how much of a mess he could make on them in between your thighs.

"Is the mighty king of curses feeling a bit shy?" you teased, your finger gently tracing the intricate designs of his arm tattoos, a playful smirk dancing on your lips.

"The king of curses is determining whether to grant you the privilege of finishing your little fashion show," he said with certainty, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips.

"-Or fuck you right here and now"

"I wonder what it'll be." You put your finger between your lips. Looking up at him with those enticing eyes of yours.

He pressed you firmly against his chest, and your gasp caught in your throat. Without hesitation, his hands slipped under the waistband of your thin shorts, claiming you with undeniable confidence.

He watched intently in the mirror perfectly aligned in front of your bed—groaning as his calloused fingers caressed the flesh of your ass.

"I'm not a patient man"

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Nagi didn't understand your weird obsession with his thighs. Yet it was somehow the cutest thing he's ever seen.

"Sei I need you to sandwich me between your thighs" you blurted suddenly.

"Mhm," he hummed as your fingers laced through his curls. A slow drip of drool almost fell from your chin at the sight of his thighs all sprawled out in front of you.

Every since he started working out more for his soccer matches, your eyes couldn't help but drift to his thighs - and the gym shorts he wore didn't bother to hide his bulgy yet soft muscles.

Thick, toned and glistening faintly in the low light from your bedside lamp. The sheen wasn't sweat, it was purely just the sublty, healthy glow of well-hydrated skin.

His back was comfortable against the soft rise and fall of your stomach, and his legs were perched up as his feet sunk into the mattress comfortably. His big shorts rode up quite a bit too, leaving very little to your imagination.

It took him a while to process what you had just said, to which he also realized that would mean losing your warmth- and your massage.

"Too comfy-" he didn't even exhale when the back of his head collided with a pillow.

You were already on your knees in front of him, balancing yourself with his own knees.

He couldn't help but feel the smallest smile begin to tug at his lips when he heard your hushed giggles.

He perched himself up on his elbows, his hair framing his face ever so delicately.

His low gaze reached into yours and you felt your heart flutter- just a little.

Very- very gently, he moved his thighs towards your face and you squeeled when they squished your cheeks ever so softly.

A low hum vibrated in your throat, a sound you hadn't realized you made until Nagi tried to stifle his laugh.

"What's funny?" you muffled, batting your eyelashes innocently in attempt to make yourself seem less perverted.

He couldn't help but lean in slightly to pres the softest kiss on your puffy lips.

"You're cute s'all"

"I'm glad?" you muffled with a sheepish grin.

You were so adorable like this, lips all puffy and eyes shut tight with contempt- it almost made him want to keep you sandwiched forever.

You laid there, contempt with feeling his muscular and smooth thighs hug your face- you barely even noticed him take a picture of you.

He wasted no time in setting it as his lockscreen wallpaper- which was already a picture of you.

Because why wouldn't he want to see your cute face everyone he unlocked his phone?

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You can't convince me that Izuku doesn't have a Disney prince voice when he sings.

And yes his friends tease him for it all the time. (They love it though)

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It's almost frustrating to Katsuki how pretty you are.

He often finds himself oogling at you as you do your nightly routine. All prettied up in your little pretty pajamas. He'll start to scowl whenever he sees you overanalyzing a pimple or a stretchmark in the mirror.

You only notice his pursed lips once your done and ready to join him in bed.

"What's the look on your face for Kats?" You'd ask innocently.

"C'mere" he'd call you, and place you right on top of him- chest to chest while caressing your face "You're so damn pretty"

Then he'd give you a feel long peck on the lips, coupled with a very serious and admiring staredown.

"Don't you forget that"

S.------

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C'mere ~ Kenma Kozume

-What was supposed to be a goodbye kiss turned into a full blown makeout session. That's just what happens when you try to rush out the door before giving him a kiss.

- Warning: Very spicy makeout sesh and a little dry humping sesh ahead!

• ° • . • ° • . • °

Kenma takes his goodbye kisses very seriously. So of course it makes him a little possessive when he sees you hurriedly grabbing the house keys, all prettied up and ready to go without giving him at least a peck on the cheek.

"Alright ken, I'm gonna be back before 8 but don't wait up for me kay?"

The noise of his video game stops and he turns his chair to face you, eyebrows raised and head tilted to the side almost as if he's waiting for something.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he asks lowly.

You frantically search your handbag and look yourself over in the mirror once again "Uh- no I don't think so" you raised a brow "Why, does something not look right?"

"Mhm"

He'll admit that you looked cute, all prettied up and adorably stomping from room to room trying to piece your outfit together.

You place your hands on your hips and pout, which only caused his lips to curl up into a sheepish smile.

The last thing you wanted was to be late for your event "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong with the outfit or are you just gonna stare at me?"

He outstretches his arms, and relaxes in his seat, just enough to allow a sly manspread. "C'mere"

You realeas a big sigh and strut towards him, laying your legs over his before sitting on his lap with a huff, arms still crossed and eyes narrowed in annoyance.

The gentle touch of his hands on your thigh and your neck is enough to cause a flock of butterflies to explode in your stomach. He's so gentle with you, so careful and calculated that it forces your muscles to melt in his grasp.

Your nostrils are pleased with the delicate scent eminating from his body. His golden eyes reel you in as if you're in some sort of trance, forcing you to fall deeper and more comfortable into his hold. He knows exactly what to do and where to touch to have crumbling.

His eyes flow down your body so smoothly it's almost as if they're caressing you. Youe watch his eyelids shift as they travel and downs from your chest to your torso, lingering on your thinghs for a bit before they go all the way down to your feet. He takes his time going over your figure before tilting your chin to connect your gaze with his.

His lips parted slightly and you expected to be pulled in for another kiss "You look cute"

It's evident from the quick and deep rise of your chest that you anticipated more ."Thank you Ken"

His cool and minty breath brushed softly against your lips, and the goosebumps on your skin only because more prominent the closer he got to you.

Your eyes shut against your will and the AAA and fierce taste of mint clouded your taste buds, it took you a second to realise that he had passed the peppery sweet past your lips and into your mouth.

His fingers find comfort on the soft skin of your neck, and you feel yourself gravitating into the kiss. Just then he pulls away, leaving you confused, your tongue moving around as the sugary and minty sweet rolls over your tounge. It dissolved in a few seconds and you looked at your boyfriend with slightly parted lips.

He leaned in close, just until his lips were an centimeter away from yours. Just by the way you looked at him- all needy and drowsy he knew. He knew that he got you.

"You sure you wanna carry on?" He asked teasingly, masking his voice sincerity even though he was loving every second of this.

You nodded

You almost forgot about his other hand on your waist. He pulled you down onto him, just enough to feel the outline of his cock between your folds. "If you stay you're goanna be late baby"

You're breaths were shaky, as just the feeling of him fully clothed already sent your mind through a frenzy. He was so hard and you couldn't help but move your hips back and forth against him.

He couldn't deny how amazing it felt to feel you desperately grinding against him. He encouraged you, moving your hips back and forth with his palm.

When you started moaning his name softly he lost it. Whines of his own spilled from his lips and his hips moved complementary to yours.

You kissed him messily, your hand holding onto his hair for dear life. A string of saliva ran down his chin when you're tongues collided.

Kenma readied his other hand on your hip, preparing to finish this. As badly as he didn't want it to, he remembered that you still had somewhere to be.

"Look at me baby" He gasped softly as you pulled away, and both of his hands started pulling your hips into him.

You were tearing eyed, desperate for release as the pressure and spread on your clot intensified.

"Kozume~" you moaned out repeatedly, your orgasm flooding through you.

"Oh baby~" he moaned at the same time, jolting she he reached his climax as well. The look of euphoria of your face as you experienced yours was more than he could ever ask for.

You slumped down against his chest and instinctively you held you tight, wishing for just another-

*buzz buzz*

*buzz buzz*

You shot up and grabbed your phone from his desk, cursing when you realized that your friend was here to fetch you for the party.

"Shoot I need new underwear!" You said to Kenma, who was wide eyed as if he didn't know that this would happen.

"Well I can help with that" he smiled innocently and rubbed the back of his neck.

"You perv!" You exclaimed with a giggle before trying to pry yourself ofd of him but he wouldn't let you. "This is all your fault!"

He pursed his lips in confusion, his eyes drifting off to recall the previous events "No technically you're the one who didn't give me my goodbye kiss"

"That's what this is about!?" You started laughing historically "You could've just told me Kozu"

"This was more fun" he laughed before kissing the tip of your nose.

"Now lets go get you a different pair of underwear"

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Burnout ~Senku Ishigami

Senku knows burnout better than anyone. So it's only natural that he steps up when he sees you in distress.

• ° • . • ° • . • °

"Love?" Senkus's voice rang out from the hallway. "It's been three hours. Are you okay?"

No response.

He softly placed down the hot chocolate he made for you on the floor before pressing the side of his face against the door. He heard the slightest sniffle and wasted no time in bursting through the door. His face was laced with worry, and his heartbeat only accelerated at the thought of something being wrong.

There you were, hunched over your desk with your face buried in your folded arms. Your shoulders shook with each sob and Senku was already by your side.

"Hey," he cooed while holding you close, his hand rubbing your back while the other softly unraveled your arms. "What's the matter?"

You looked up at him through your tear-stained eyes, sniffling while he pulled a nearby chair to sit beside you. His other hand never left your back, instead he stretched his body outward awkwardly to reach for the other chair. He couldn't let you go, not in a moment like this, not even for a single second.

He pulled you closer to him, causing you to have to face him head-on, with no cover for you to hide your face.

“Why's my girl crying?” he asked with an intense look of concern in his eyes, gently cupping your face with his hands to catch every tear that silently traced down your cheeks. It wasn't often you heard such softness in his voice contrasted with the urgency in his demeanor.

"I'm burnt out" you hiccupped, you're breath rate picking up when you pointed to the enormous amount of work on your desk "But this is due in two days so I have to get it done"

"It's just really frustrating because I've been trying so hard, yet I feel like I'm getting nowhere," you sniffled; you wanted to continue to tell him about every aspect of this assignment that made you so defeated. Instead the only thing that came out was a soft wail.

It hurt him to see you like this, and the scientist in him wanted to so badly help you and make all your problems go away.

But the boyfriend in him knew that he had to hear your frustrations a deal with them how you wanted them dealt with.

And from experience, he's learned that in moments like these, you really just wanted him to hear your frustrations. In this case, though, they were so overwhelming to the point where you couldn't even voice them.

"Let's take a break okay?" He said through a soft smile, his voice low and gentle "I'll run you a warm bubble bath and bring you some of the hot chocolate you like"

"But I really need to get this done." You took a deep breath, a weak smile so desperately wanting to tug at your lips. Just seeing him trying, made your heart so full.

"I know" he chuckled, kissing your forehead "And I'll help you do it"

"But-" you started to retort, but paused when he suddenly gave you a swift kiss on the lips.

"I'm ten billion percent sure you'll feel better when we're done"

Senku rarely wanted to participate in bubble baths and long binge-watching marathons, so hearing him say we ignited some excitement within you.

"Now, c'mon,," he said before helping you up and placing his hand on the side of your neck. His eyes were sincere and glossy, telling you just everything you needed to know.

"Seeing you cry breaks my heart"

•••

Hey it's been a minute :)

You guys asked for more Senku so here ya go!

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"Just sit pretty and watch" ~Senku

Sypnosis: You help your bf with a science experiment, and he can't seem to stop admiring you.

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╭──╯ . . . . . ╰──╮

He never thought anyone would look so pretty in chunky safety goggles and a mask. That was until you sat in his lab, patiently and cutely waiting for his next instruction.

You wore his spare lab coat and it took everything in him to keep his composure. It just looked so much better on you, almost like it's been waiting in his closet for this very moment.

You held the blowtorch in your hand and twisted it around to examine it while Senku came up next to you.

"This is gunpowder" he stated, while carefully placing the petri dish with the black grainy substance on the table in front of you.

He maneuvered behind you, and you could feel the rhythmic thump of his heart against your back. You found yourself unable to focus when his gloved hands enveloped yours, further intensifying the proximity. A constant reminder of how gentle your boyfriend was.

As the warm glow of the sunset bathed the room, he leaned closer, his breath a gentle caress against your ear. "This is how you switch on the gas," he murmured, his voice low and intimate. His fingers entwined with yours, guiding your hand to the knob.

With a slight twist, he drew your attention to the flickering fire, the warmth radiating between you. He placed your fingers on the trigger, a moment suspended in time, filled with anticipation. "And this is how you ignite it," he whispered, his eyes locked onto yours, a spark of something electric pulsing in the air.

Flames spewed out of the nozzle, and you gasped, almost flinching away but stopping when you felt Senku's hands push yours forward.

His chin rests comfortably against your shoulder like he's already done this a million times.

The gunpowder turned red before igniting into a large, messy flame that left you starstruck. It resembled a firework, with pieces of flames ricocheting off each other before exploding.

"Woaaahhhh" you breathed in awe, turning your head to Senku when it finally stopped "That was amazing!"

He was already looking at you, exactly the same way you stared at the flames. His eyes, however, held something more intimate.

Adoration.

"I'm glad you like it." He chuckled slightly before grabbing hold of your chin and giving you a mask-to-mask peck on the lips, causing you to laugh.

"I love it Senku"

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A/n: Would you guys like more Senku content? ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

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It's always been a mystery as to why Katsuki constantly showed up to school with lipgloss marks on his cheek.

Everyone in his class just assumes that his mom kisses him goodbye.

He just doesn't have the heart to tell them that you give him a kiss on the cheek every single morning when you meet. Hell- they don't even know that he has a girlfriend.

Neither does he have the guts to wipe it off, because why would he want to remove your soft lips from his cheek?

All he knows for certain is that he's getting soft.

And it's all because of you.

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I know I can't be the only person who reads y/n as "yin" because inserting my actual name requires too much brain power.

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He just can't seem to keep his hands off of your ass.

Whether you're doing something as simple as washing the dishes or doing your makeup, his palm always finds a way to drift from the small of your back, all the way to your ass.

Sometimes, you`d even wear specific clothes around him on purpose, clothes that would accentuate your curves exponentially, and every time, he could never seem to keep his hands to himself.

There was just something about seeing him so lustrous that made you want to take your clothes off right then and there.

It was no different this time during your make-out session with him, his hands groping your clothed flesh intensely as you moaned into his mouth, a small smile making its way onto your face.

"What is so fascinating about my butt?" you giggled, pulling back from the kiss to look at him straight in the eye, with playfulness written all over your face.

He let out a huff of amusement, his hands trailing onto the waistband of your shorts, ready to explore. He leaned in again, just until he could feel your soft breath dancing against his own, lips just barely touching.

"Let me take these off and show you"

KARMA,

BAKUGO, HAWKS, Dabi, kirishima, Sero, Shinso, DENKI,

KUROO, ATSUMU, Daichi, Bokuto, tsukishima,

EREN, Jean, Levi,

mikey, HANMA, RAN, Draken, Baji

Rin, BACHIRA, Kunigami, REO, AIKU,

TENGEN, SANEMI,

GOJO, Itadori, Nanami, GETO,

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You can't tell me that Katsukis wife isn't the one who styles and slicks his hair back before every fancy event.

You straddle his lap, busing your hands in his hair while he closes his eyes and holds onto your hips.

"I'm almost done kay ?" You reassure, shaking the spray bottle in your hand which you were going to use to maintain his ferocious hair in the perfect slick back you just pulled off.

"Mhm," he hummed, allowing you to tilt his heas to the side, his eyes closed and breathing shallow.

"I think we should let one hair loose in the front" you thought running your comb through the front of his hair to pick of a loose strand. "It looks seductive"

"Am I seducing you?" he let of a breathy laugh, squeezing your sides she he saw your flustered expression.

You cleared your throat, averting your eyes from his low crimson gaze "We can't, you have an interview in 15 minutes"

"So?" His lips pulled into a mischvious smirk "That's plenty time"

"Katsuki" you warned when his hands started moving lower than the small of your back. "Stop being naughty and let me finish"

"You wanna finish?" He leaned closer, his raspy and breathy voice sensing shivers down your spine "Y'nkow I can help with that baby"

The butterflies within you were fluttering from his touch, and you almost gave in.

Almost.

Till a knock on the door caused you to flinch away from him slightly.

"Dynamight we're on air in five minutes" a muffled voice yelled from outside.

"We're busy go away!" your man yelled, continuing his groping session which you were starting to enjoy.

"Dont go!" You yelled back, giggling as you tried to fight your way out of his perverted hold on you "He'll be right there!"

Your husband hung his head back on his chair in defeat, and you took that as your chance to do some final touches.

"Don't miss me too much m'kay?" He spoke before giving you a long kiss on the lips, his bulge pressing against your stomach letting you no just how much he was enjoying you.

"I'll try" you smiled playfully "But no promises"

[serotonins-stuff]

After scoring the most important goal of his life, Nagi Seishiro can't help but show off your necklace to the world.

The crowd goes absolutely crazy around him, screams and cheers booming through the stadium as he pumps his fist into the sky, celebrating the stunning goal he had just pulled of.

On the big screen however, the cameras zoom into something else.

Nagi clutched the heart shaped necklace close to his chest, and although everyone else didn't understand, he knew that wherever you were, you knew exactly what he meant.

He knew that tears probably filled your eyes wherever you stood in the crowd, so with honor he brought it up to his face and put it to his lips. Your scent immediately filled his nostrils and it's almost as if he could feel his entire body physically take a deep breath.

He almost reached out grab you as he imagined that wide smile of yours that made him ditzy as you run towards him screaming "WELL DONE NAGS"

He loves you so much, and all he's hoping is that you can feel his love from wherever you are, because he can feel your support from all the way here.

He closes his eyes to savour the moment, and when he opened them again they were filled with a new and powerful sense of hunger.

Anyone in the stadium can feel that he was now going to give in ten thousand percent. For the first time in his life he was going to give it everything he had.

The only thing on his mind is how cute you would look with his gold medal dangling around your neck.

[serotonins-stuff]

Thinking about hawks who says the hottest and goofiest things with no problem, but gets get shy and turns red whenever he has to talk serious lovey dovey stuff with you.

"So you're fine with making out and dirty talk, but get shy when we hold hands and talk about love?" You raise a brow teasingly, before munching on a strawberry.

He whips head quickly in the opposite direction of your gaze in attempt to hide his wide smile, which is quite the futile attempt when he's quite literally laying on your lap.

How's he supposed to tell you that you're basically the girl of his dreams?

To top it off, this angle just makes you seem even more perfect than you already are. This specific sunflower field has a soft glow that he just can't explain. The way the golden rays of sunlight dance so delicately on your face, and the way your hair dances so rhymitically with the gentle breeze. The beautiful sunflowers before you reflect into your eyes, and the only word that can explain how he feels, is home.

He feels home.

He feels like he can just get lost and even found in your beauty.

He's snaps out of it when he hears you giggle.

"Well-" he pauses, realizing he didn't even have an excuse as to why it's making him nervous. "We're on a date"

Your chest rumbles once more with laughter "You're nervous because we are on a date?"

The floral breeze brushes past you, and the soothing swish of the flowers echoes through the vast field.

He finds sunflowers interesting, especially the fact that they can go through so many processes of death and rebirth. Even after enduring trecharous weather and challenges, even something as delicate as sunflowers grow again.

Keigo thinks they resonate withing him. He thought he was too lost in life to find love, yet here he is laying on your lap while you feed him sweet strawberries. Something beautiful is blooming within him. Something he never thought would have such a grip on him. It's taking control of his heart, body and soul and there's nothing he can do about it. After all, what is there to do when you're falling in love?

"I'm not nervous because we are on a date" he declared, in a low and steady tone. "I'm nervous because I'm falling in love with you"

He feels every single one of your movements stop as you try to process what he just said. He keeps his breathing steady and controlled, despite his heart running a marathon. Allowing the warmth and fear to flow through his nerves.

"You can't tell me you don't feel it too" he huffed, finding some comfort in the way your gaze connected with his.

"I don't know what to say to that Keigo" you hum, before inching your face closer to his "Except for the fact that I'm falling for you too"

In shock his eyes widen, feathers ruffle and the most genuine and beaming smile graces his lips. From the way he starts to bite his bottom lip you could tell he's about to say something cheesy.

"I guess this is the part where we ki-"

You quickly peck him on the lips and he yelps before sitting up with his mouth agape and eyes wide.

"I wasn't ready!" he defends with a laugh, his fingers grazing softly over his lips. The same lips that you had just touched with your own.

You break into laughter from his adorable reaction, causing him to start chuckling before pulling you closer to him, plopping you half on his lap.

"You ready now?" You tease, enveloping your arms around his neck.

He doesn't answer your question verbally, instead he places his lips on yours with devotion, and he smiles into it when he felt you struggle to hold back your grin. Your lips are so ever soft and sweet, just like you. Just like your voice and eyes, just like the way you wrapped you arms around him and the way you smile.

"I swear" he pulled back, locking eyes with you before placing another firm kiss to your lips "I could get lost in those lips"

"Well" you chime lowly before placing a firm kiss of your own to his parted lips. You pulled back just enough to still feel his breath meet with yours "I'm not gonna stop you"

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