#and 😭😭😭 sis counters it by saying she's a girl

[averwonders]

I have thoughts about that one particular scene from Ae Watan, Mere Watan (2024) towards the end of the movie when Usha and Fahad have to decide on who will make the ultimate sacrifice of running the radio for the final time.

[blingblong55]

Nothing -Simon "Ghost" Riley

Photo credits: @ave661

Based on a request:

Hey kasper!! >__< i hope this request finds you in good health, i'm that anon who asked earlier if your reqs are open and dont worry! Im willing to wait <33 just take your time and no rush.. Anyways- May I request a fluff fic on konig (or ghost) where they come home from a very long mission to see that their darling is baking something delicious? (Can be any pastry dish you want WAAHH) Maybe a pastry chef reader and shes on her day off and used the time to bake something! The house smelled definitely like heaven and I bet that Konig (or ghost 😭) was immediately the taste tester for the day!! TEEEHEEEE >3< jus some domestic fluff cause i've been reading way too much angst lately BAAAHHHHAHSHAHAH -🍰 anon :3 ---- F!Reader, fluff, domestic, established!relationship, baker!reader ----

A/N: König version here

It's been hours since he left base, the drive home was long but worth it because at least you are safe and at the end of the road, you wait for him.

After the small home appears, he sighs.

As Simon pushes the door to his home, he was immediately greeted by the comforting aroma of something sweet baking in the oven. The familiar scent wraps around him like a warm embrace, easing the tension that had been coiled tight within him after a gruelling mission.

As he tosses his gear aside with a tired sigh, he makes his way further into the home, following the tantalising scent to the kitchen where he found you, his beautiful wife. You hum a familiar tune as you work diligently at the counter. A soft smile spreads on his face. How much more sweet can this quiet life of his be? "Daddy!" His sweet baby girl runs when she sees the siholette of her dad. "Hi sweet girl," he picks her up. That bright smile of hers only earning him that beautiful heartache, the one that screams, I made it.

"Behaved good?" he asks and his little girl nods. "Good," he kisses her forehead and walks to you. A knowing smile on you as you see your two loves. Simon puts his daughter down, "Welcome home, Si," you greet him, wiping your hnads on the apron before crossing the room to envelop him in a tight hug.

All he can do is melt into your embrace, your little girl giggling as she usually does when her parents hug. He lets out a content sigh as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in that familair scent mingled with the delicious aroma of whatever you were baking. "I missed you, lovie," he kisses your neck before pulling away and picking his daughter back up.

"How was it?" You ask.

"Long," he admits but doesn't let his weary soul show, not when he has his precious girls in the room. His daughter runs her small and sticky hands on his tousled hair. "But seeing you both and smelling this…" he trails off as his daughter plays with his hair. She'll definitely be a hairstylist like he predicts. "It's all worth it, you know," he adds.

You smile as you cup his face, yor touch warm and reassuring. "Well, dinner with be ready soon," you nod at the oven.

It's beautiful, isn't it? How a man like him is someone completely different out there in that cruel world and once he steps into his property his a husband and a dad. Is it magic? Maybe it's change. It's a dream.

After much begging by your daugter and him, they finally got their taste test.

The three of you laugh at the nonsense your sweet daughter says, the shit jokes he makes and even let casual teasing comments pass by.

Simon leans in to steal a kiss from you, and your daughter pushes you both away from the other. "No kisses before dinner, daddy," she reminds him of the weird negotiation they made a while ago and he groans.

If he looks around, he'll find himself in the cosy kitchen of his home…home…hm, what a poetic word must that be if it has his heart aching in a good way.

"Love you both," he kisses yours and his daughters forehead. "Love you too," his sweet girls say at the same time.

A/N: look I don't want kids but a life with him...I might let it slip

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[cespugliodifiori]

Hi!! Can i ask a headcanon/oneshot about Alastor, Husk and Angel Dust who saves their s/o from a hitting on persistent stranger ?

[AAAHHH THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST😭😭😭😭 i hope i didn’t disappoint you with these short oneshots, i used a female pronouns! (whoever you are ty for being my first request‼️) I was writing headcannons for lucifer when i got this sooo hopefully right after these i’ll post them! (A reminder that english isn’t my first language so i’m sorry if there are grammatical mistakes and that i’ve just finished to watch Hazbin Hotel so they might be weird?)]

TW: curse words and mentions of drugs!

Seems that a stranger won’t leave you alone…

ALASTOR

It was a nice evening and you were out in the streets with Alastor, you decided to enter a shop and look at some new clothes while he waited outside for you since he told you that the clothes in the shop weren’t ‘his style’. A nice looking sweater caught your eye and you were about to go towards it but a man, well sinner, whistled at you “hey, pretty girl” he said walking towards you “are you talking to me?” disgust and anxiety lingered in your mind “of course! who el-” “is there a problem?” suddenly Alastor showed up behind you, you jumped a little when his aura filled up the air. “And you are?” The sinner looked pissed, he was probably new if he didn’t know the radio demon “Alastor, i can handle th-” he shushed you up with his finger “ah ah ahh, no need to worry dear, my broadcast felt a little bit empty anyway, i’m Alastor a pleasure to meet you!” he said looking back at the sinner with that smile of his “Is this smiling freak your BoYfRiEnd? You’re not funny.” the sinner said almost laughing “HA HA HA i was going for HILARIOUS!” he then got closer to the sinner and said “Now as a true gentleman i won’t make a mess out of you in front of my beautiful honey, instead i’ll fucking decapitate you right out of this shop.” His head turned a little bit to the side while his radio static became louder for a second. The sinner gulped for a second as he stumbled away out of fear “i’ll be right with you in a second!” Alastor said and looked back at you “that beige sweater would look marvelous on you, little one” he pointed at the sweater and before you could thank him he walked out of the shop. The next thing you knew there were horrendous screams on his broadcast!.

HUSK

You were sitting at the bar scrolling on your phone, you were keeping Husk company and when a lot of people came you helped him out serving the drinks. It wasn’t a crowded evening so there was no need to help Husk out even if you wanted he didn’t let you as he told you that ‘it was his job and there was no need’. You sighed bored and rested your head on your palm when suddenly a drunken sinner sat next to you hiccuping “hey beautiful, want a drink?” you side eyed him before answering “i’m good, there’s no need” “what’s your name? do you have a-” he hiccuped “boyfriend???” he said, making you annoyed and uncomfortable but before you could say anything in your defense someone else has got your back “yeah, she’s already taken man, fuck off” your barista said putting down the cup he was cleaning and glared at the sinner, his pupils shrank “woah did i strike a neRvE” the sinner smirked while he was about to wrap an arm around your waist, but Husk grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him over to him, on the bar counter “now listen up here, she clearly seems to be uncomfortable with your creepy ass so i suggest you to leave her alone before we have serious problems.” there was fear in the sinners eyes and he quickly left, before Husk could hit him with an empty bottle. He sighed to calm his self down and looked at you, his pupils dilating at the sight of you “are you alright…?” he asked concerned “yeah, thank you love” you said giving him a peck on his furred cheek, he felt his face heat up as a small purr escaped. You felt lucky to have someone like him.

ANGEL DUST

You were waiting for Angel to finish his ‘work’, since you two needed to have a movie night but Valentino called him early than he expected. You decided that waiting for him was the best, you sighed looking up at the neon title of the club. Lost in thought you remembered that Angel said one time he was running out of drugs and wanted some more, so you thought that you could buy him some while waiting for him, even if you were against of him taking drugs, but who where you to tell him what he could and couldn’t do?. Walking towards a drug vending machine, you noticed a group of sinners next to it but didn’t think anything of it. While digitating the number of the drugs, the little group started to whistle at you, you felt uncomfortable so you took quickly the pack of drugs and began to leave, one of them started to follow you. “Hey cutie! Where do you think you’re going?” he said getting closer “leave me the fuck alone.” you walked faster but he grabbed you by the arm “let go! you bastard!” his grip tightened “now, that’s not a way to ta-” he got interrupted with getting pushed away by Angel “she has already told you to leave her alone didn’t she?.” he said an arm of wrapping around you in a protective manner “i didn’t know the whore had a boyfriend” the sinner kept a smirk on his face, but soon enough that smirk was quickly wiped off “what did you just call her?” Angel looked really pissed “now, you can call ME a whore but don’t you ever fucking dare to call her a whore, and besides that small dick of yours can only last for 10 seconds” Angel said, while the man got embarrassed and angry he said “you- you fucker!” the sinner stumbled away. Angel turned to you with concerned eyes before scanning your body “did he hurt you?” he held you by the shoulders, you smiled and said “i’m fine don’t worry, thank you for saving me” you winked at him, he adjusted his hair while saying “no need to thank me, when i exited the club i saw that you weren’t there so i got kinda scared you know” he nudged you a bit, when he noticed that you got something in your hands, he immediately got curios “oooo what’s that hmmmm?” he said while he grabbed it out of your hands, his limbs being longer than yours “drugs!” he smiled happily “yeah i got them for you” “aww thanks baby~!” he hugged you, pulling you in his chest fluff, you giggled while almost being suffocated. Later you two had a nice loving movie night.

[slickchickchocolatier]

New chapter of double trouble 👹

I can feel the heebros gritting their teeth and screaming inside their heads every time they have to say “sis” 😭 I can tell they definitely wanna break this act and squeeze her between them and just mark her up 😭

WEARING ONE OF THEIR SHIRTS?! THEM BACKHUGGING HER ON THE COUNTER?! I’m going feral already and it’s only 4 chapters in 😭 imagine when they start walking around the house shirtless 😳

Buddy Kurt… he’s not lasting! Heebros definitely bugged her phone or something because that timing was too perfect! I’m trying to imagine how they’d react to her other friend now. Imagine she has a guy friend who isn’t interested in girls so she’s fine with him being physically affectionate but the heebros don’t like it. “Who is that guy in the picture backhugging you? Isn’t that too close?! He’s literally pressing himself against you!” “It’s fine~ he’s been my friend for a long time!” “STILL TOO CLOSE! Way closer than a friend needs to be!” “But you guys backhugged me too! It’s just friendly!” *cue heebros trying to find an answer because they definitely didn’t mean the backhugging in a “friendly” way*

Anyways, all that to say I enjoy this series 😁

- 🍞

oh my dear 🍞!!! you have been missed! where have you been? have you read the last chapter of SE7EN? tell me your thoughts. what did you think of the ending?

and oooooh my god, i can't spoil it but i soooo badly want to ....which is why i'm working on chapter 5 as we speak right now hehehehehehe. there's alot of things in this storyline that's going to shock the hell out of yall.

[pervysenpaix]

Traitor| Izuku Midoriya X ChubbyBlack!Reader

Naw, cause @plussizeficchick really slandered my husband in this amazing fic, I definitely recommend that you go read it. BUT this crime could not go unpunished, so I had to hit my good sis with the reverse Uno card. I present to you bitches, ✨angst✨

Warning (18+) Content| Minors Do Not Interact

TW: Mentions of pregnancy, and drunk, non-consentual sex. Impaired persons cannot give consent, my loves.

There's no way.

Absolutely no fucking way.

It hasn't even been two weeks.

Not even two full weeks since your world shattered. It's only been ten days since he broke your heart. Only 240 hours since Izuku Midoriya, your first love and Japan's #10 hero, walked out of your life and into hers.

How did we get here?

Weren't there signs ?

Of course, there were signs, but you chose to ignore them. Playing dumb, because you knew what would happen if you brought it up. He'd be annoyed, saying that they're just "old friends" even though your mind was screaming the opposite. He'd be angry, berating you for being paranoid, criticizing you about your weight gain. Maybe if you lost a little weight, you wouldn't feel so insecure. He'd be disgusted, grabbing his keys from the counter and slamming the door behind him. Waking your 4 month old son from his nap. It was you. Always you.

So you stayed quiet. Trying to be soft, and pretty. Never opposing, always in agreeance. Why would you oppose him? He was a hero! Who were you to question him? You were just his wife. The girl he fell in love with during high school. The girl he brought around all his friends, even her. The girl he married two years after graduation. The who'd given birth to his first child a year later. The girl he'd "blindsighted" with divorce papers a couple weeks go. The girl he'd forgot about the moment the ink was dry because now he was free to move on with her.

And she was pregnant.

Izuku didn't even give you the courtesy of a phone call; you'd found out from a post on Uravity's official Instagram page. The fans were ecstatic. Nobody cared about the chubby black American. Deku had made it official with the "sweet & bubbly" Japanese hero that everyone adored. You and your baby weren't even given a second thought.

The divorce proceedings went swiftly. Izuku was very generous, saying that he was more than happy to pay what was needed for you and Baby Dekuan 😭 to "adjust". Uraraka was at every meeting a smug smile on her face while she rubbed her "baby bump". The bitch was 6 weeks pregnant, but get it I guess. Forced conversations were drawn out to make everything seen civil, but you didn't miss the sarcastic compliments or jokes about Izuku "getting it right" this time around.

Taking it all in stride, you wished them the best and moved on with your life. Leaving your comfy home in the suburbs of Saitama, you moved about 45 minutes away into a nice, three-bedroom apartment in downtown Tokyo. It's not like you were strapped for cash, and who would want to stay in a place that held so many sad memories.

After about a month, things got easier. It no longer pained you to see Izuku's face on billboards, or to see the couple doing interviews about their little bun in the oven. Izuku rarely called. Often, just texting once a week to ask about the baby. Never even making an attempt to come and see his son in person. Which was fine with you because honestly you were better off without him. Insecurities melting away when you realized that you were never the problem, it was him.

It was like a lightbulb went off, freeing you from the shackles of self-loathing and doubt. No longer worrying about conforming to his standards or making yourself small to remain in his presence. You were starting to love yourself again. Dressing like the 25 year old MILF, that you are and not some comely housewife. Showing a little extra skin, here and there, despite your newfound pudginess. The new curves were great. You wore them well, and men seemed to like them. Not that you were interested in dating or anything, but you noticed the lingering glances you'd get when you were out and about with your baby boy.

On a particularly nice Saturday morning, you'd decided to take Dekuan on a walk to the grocery store. It was only a 5 minute walk, and your poor child needed some sun! So, you threw on your favorite sundress, the one that hugs you in all the right places, and left.

After grabbing everything that you needed you headed to checkout, only to be stopped by the sound of a baby crying and a familiar gruff voice trying to ... sing ?

"Shit, shit, shit, shit! Fuckin' Shitty Hair said that this would work." The blonde man mumbled, awkwardly petting the child's head. It was tiny, couldn't have been more than two months old, and it had the same blonde hair as the father. It's eyes were squeezed shut, but if they were open you were pretty sure they'd be red.

"Katsuki?"

"Who the fu- (Y/N)?

"Don't hold her like that, she's too small. Support her head like this" Reaching over you moved the hero's hands into the proper position and guided the baby towards his shoulder. "She sounds colicky, keep bouncing and trying to burp her until she calms down." Placing your hand over his, guide him through the action, explaining the right amount of pressure to use while cooing at the child. A few seconds later her loud wailing had reduced to sniffles and softer whines. Katuski sighed in relief, "Thanks she's been crying since I got her yesterday. Barely had any fuckin' sleep".

Exhausation was apparent on his features. Heavy bags were under his and his lips were bruised as if he'd been chewing on them. "Don't mention it. She'll need some gas relief drops and anti colic bottles. Is the mom breastfeeding?" Katsuki scoffed, "She doesn't have a mom. Fuckin' gold-digging bitch showed up at my agency yesterday asking for $3000/month in child support or $800,000 cash". This was shocking, it was hard to believe that he'd gotten caught up in something like this. He was always the responsible one, even back at UA. "Tch, I know what you're thinkin', yeah I'm a fuckin' idiot" he sighed, looking down at the, now sleeping, infant, "she was some British IG model that I fucked at dunceface's 24th last year. Already drunk off my ass and high as shit, I could barely fuckin' move but apparently my dick could".

The implication hung heavy in the air. Bakugo was raped.

When I said ✨angsty✨, I meant it bitch 🌚

Y'all want part two ?

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