#and that’s their designated pillow anyways they all cuddle up there at night when i go to bed and sleep on their pillows right next to mine

[beenbaanbuun]

birthday present w/ yunho

words - …

genre - smut

warnings - degradation, dumbification, free use, mentions of collaring, choking, marking

you can’t help but feel a little nervous as yunho stumbles into your apartment all bright eyed and giddy

he kicks his shoes off in a hurry before practically running over to the sofa and vaulting it so he can get ti you

you can barely mutter out a ‘happy birthday,’ before his mouth is on yours, silencing you with a gentle kiss

it’s soft and sweet, and you melt into it - melt into him - leaning against his chest before he pulls away with a giggle

he takes the opportunity to tug you into his side, tucking you beneath his arm and pressing another kiss to the crown of your head

“thank you, sweetheart,” he practically giggles into your ear, “cant believe i’m so old this year.”

you can only giggle as he continues to joke, telling you all about the nursing home he wants you to put him in

it isn’t until you shift the hand holding the envelope with his gift in that his words peter out, and he gives you an excited look

“is that for me?” he points to the envelope and you nod, “can i have it?”

with an anxious smile you pass it to him

he marvels it as if it’s the most precious thing in the world, as if he’s never seen an envelope before

“sorry it isn’t very big,” you cuddle up into him, loving the way his voice fills his chest and rumbles against your ear, filling up your brain with warmth

“you think i need anything big?” he grins down at you, “you could give me a lump of coal and i’d be happy because it’s from you.”

cheesy boy, you think to yourself; it’s cute, and you savour the moment knowing it won’t last

not after he’s seen your gift to him anyway…

he tears into the envelope, briefly cooing at the cute card you’d given him until the little pink slip inside it catches his eye

you’d spent a few hours decorating it last night, making it look all pretty as if he even cared about the design of it

as if he cared about anything other than the three words written across it in cursive

he pulls it out and his breath audibly hitches in his throat

“f-free use coupon,” he stutters, words garbling as they fall from his lips, “you mean… like actual free use? whenever i want?

your anxiety rests deep in your chest as he stares at you with his jaw hanging open

still, you find it in you to nod, a pretty hum falling from your lips as you let him know that that’s exactly what it means; whenever he wants

“from now until the same time tomorrow,” you chew on your lip, “you can use me whenever, however you want.”

a groan falls from his lips at your answer, low and deep; he covers it with a cough but you still hear it

then you notice the way he shuffles his hips to accommodate the tent growing beneath his sweats, desperately trying to make it seem less obvious

clearly he’s more into the idea of using you for his own pleasure than you originally thought

not that you shouldn’t have expected this; one of yunho’s favourite things to do it move you around like his own personal rag doll

his big hands all over you as he flips you over and holds you open for him

one hand on the back of your head as he pressed your face into a pillow, the other resting on your hips, angling them perfectly so he can slam into you over and over again

the memories send a needy shiver down your spine, so you force them away and instead focus back on the present…

“are you sure, sweetheart?” his voice is deeper when he speaks, and it’s clear he’s trying to keep the horniness at bay

“i wouldn’t be giving this to you if i wasn’t sure, yuyu,” you say, a cheeky grin on your face, “i am your gift; mind, body and soul.”

at the thought of you being entirely his, he groans again, but this time he doesn’t bother to hide it

it goes straight to your core, dampening it slightly

“well i guess you won’t need your clothes,” he says through his moan, voice coming out whiny and pretty, “if i have access to your body for 24 hours, then i want real access, pup.”

… pup

that nickname goes straight to your core too

he only ever calls you that when he’s being mean in bed, tone dripping with condescension as he puts you in your place and dumbs you down to nothing

you stare at him with wide eyes as your hole involuntarily clenches; you have to admit that you love nothing more than when yunho is mean

“don’t just stare at me with those big, dumb eyes,” he smirks as your hands immediately fly to the button of your jeans, “that’s my good girl.”

you’re melting already, and yunho knows it

he must have a mental list of all the buttons he has to push to get you all pliant and obedient

not that it really takes much; you’re obedient for him most of the time

there’s just something about his deep voice drawling out a ‘good girl,’ that sends shivers running through your body

and when he holds out his hand to take possession on your panties, you don’t even think twice before putting them gently in his palm

you’re his good girl after all!

he brings them to his nose and takes a sniff, inhaling the musky scent of your juices; you turn shy at the sight of his eyes fluttering closed

“sweet as always, tiny,” he mumbles as he pulls them away and tucks them into his back pocket, “i bet you taste just as good, right? so yummy for me…”

a hand flies to your core, a single finger swiping through your folds to collect the juices that are starting to gather there

he smears them around, avoiding the sensitive nub that throbs in need; he doesn’t quite want to give into you just yet

he pulls it away after mere moments and wastes little time in slipping it into his mouth, moaning as he swirls his tongue around his digit

he pulls it out with a pop and an adorable, lop-sided grin forms on his lips

in any other circumstance it would be cute; right now it just makes you feel tiny

“your pussy is my favourite flavour, pup,” he says, “but i’ll save eating it until later, yeah? i have got all day, after all.”

he puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you until you’re flat against the couch, naked and exposed underneath him

he begins to move, shuffling until he’s towering over you making you feel even smaller beneath him

large hands land on either side of your head as he crawls over you, aligning his pelvis with your own

he grinds down once on your clothed pussy, his own grunt harmonising with your soft moan; the two of you sound like you are meant for one another

“i don’t think this gift was really for me,” he whispers as he grinds down again, harder this time, “i think this is just some twisted little fantasy of yours.”

his lips are on your neck in seconds, nibbling, biting and licking all over the sensitive flesh

no doubt you’d have marks aplenty by the time the 24 hours are over; hickeys and teeth marks littering your chest, your thighs, and anywhere else he can put his lips

there’s just something about seeing you covered in the physical proof that you are his that drives him absolutely wild

in fact, he’s often found himself in a pet store looking at their collection of dog collars and wondering which one would fit your pretty neck

it’s a nice thought, but for some reason it feels so much nicer to see you in a collar made of his hickeys instead

besides, it’s not like his hand wouldn’t do a similar job anyway, his fist wrapped around your throat, pinning you to his chest as he desperately fucks into you from behind

“i thought you’d appreciate it,” you whimper as his sweats work hard to spread your wetness around

“and i do, pup,” he grunts, “but your wet little pussy is telling me just how bad you want this; to be my personal cocksleave whenever i want.”

he pushes his sweats down just enough for his cock to spring free, painting your stomach with a splatter of pre-cum

“you’re my greedy little pup, aren’t you?”

he lines himself up and pushes himself in with one long, hard stroke

it makes you cry out as his tip rams against your cervix; he kisses you to swallow the sound

and when he pulls away, just seconds later, he begins to pull out again

you moan as he finds his rhythm, moving in and out at a painfully languid pace

hard and slow, each thrust fills you perfectly to the brim with yunho before he pulls back out and repeats

“but that’s okay, greedy little pup,” he grins as he stills deep inside of you, “i have all day to satiate you, don’t i?”

[m-musings]

Headcanons: Cuddling with the Arcana Men

A/N: I love obsessing over a dead fandom, don't you? anyways, arcana time let's do thissssss (and yes, I am aware Asra is nonbinary, I just didn't know how else to address this group with them in it, so I figured men was the most appropriate seeing that Asra will use he/him pronouns on occasion but in the actual headcanons, I use they/them)

Word Count:599

Warnings: none just fluff :)

Asra:

Laying down and cuddling with Asra is always enjoyable!

They'll light up some colorful lanterns before hand and make sure your bed has any pillows and blankets you may want or need.

Once you're all settled down, Asra will scooch in closer just so they can feel the warmth that emanates from you.

They will tell you fantastical stories, using their magic to create scenes in midair as a way to entertain you as you smile up at them with an amused grin.

As you cling onto them, they smell like the most intoxicating combination of tea leaves and cinnamon, which can be very soothing if you've had a bit of a rough afternoon.

They will soak up any and all attention you give and will reciprocate that love tenfold as they squeeze you tightly to their chest.

Their favorite times are when the two of you have nothing to do so they can spend the entire day just relaxing with you in the calming silence of the shop.

Julian:

Julian is a lil bit awkward to cuddle with in the beginning.

He's just so damn tall that sometimes his limbs are a little odd to maneuver around.

But once you two figure out the positioning, he's a great cuddler!

After a long day at the marketplace or a fun night at the Rowdy Raven, it's so relaxing to lean up against his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

He loves to trace shapes across your skin as you two enjoy the peaceful quiet of your room.

Sometimes, he'll even sing you soft songs as you drift in and out of consciousness.

Also, If he falls asleep while you are cuddling, you are not getting up for the rest day. I'm not sorry to say you are now stuck in a bear hug with a very handsome doctor.

Muriel:

Cuddling with Muriel is just so nice!

Once he gets over his initial apprehension, he will melt into it like its second nature.

He's always so warm and cozy which is perfect for cold nights in the Vesuvian forest.

If you ask him to, he will hold you so close and never let go for as long as you so want.

And if you're having a bad day, he'll hold you just slightly tighter as a way to reassure you that he's there for whatever you need from him.

Muriel will also pat the bed beside the two of you so that Inanna will jump up and snuggle with you two.

As you wrap your arms around her, Muriel will engulf the both of you in his, creating the perfect cuddle puddle and optimal nap conditions.

Lucio:

Lucio will designate entire days dedicated to the two of you just spending time together in your home.

He also is always sure to take off his prosthetic so that you are as comfortable as possible.

As he holds you in his embrace, he will regale you with stories from his younger, wilder days, which leads you to giggle at his dramaticness.

On the days where he's a bit more subdued, he will invite you to lay directly on top of him while he just leans back and relishes in the moment.

Just like with Muriel and Inanna, Lucio's dogs will also join the two of you while you're chilling together!

Mercedes will lay next to you while Melchior will lay next to the former count on the opposite site of the mattress.

This leads to a chaotic but comforting tangle of appendages where you are able to let go of the stresses of the everyday.

[jellinuy]

(saw your announcement so imma get this in real fast) post jjk! ( everyone lives bc gege is a menace) gojo, reader, and suguru living together :3

( roommates! )

౨ৎ incl. satoru and suguru.

౨ৎ a/n. first time i've actually written something that's NOT a drabble in like forever. can't decide on a format!! also i thought of reader being like their shoko, so this is completely platonic! urrghhh sorry this took me forever

living with the strongest duo would include...

Big house, first of all, because Satoru bought it. I’m talking, like, the three of you live in a penthouse, big.

Two VERY different sides of the house. Satoru's messy room consisting of strewn socks on the floor and food containers littered across his desk and an unmade bed and not a single cell in his brain to fix any of it until you or Suguru get on his ass: he says he has other things to worry about.

On the other hand, Suguru is something of a nagging mother when it comes to his sector of the house. Clean sheets every week, clothes in the hamper immediately after taking them off, shoes in his closet in a neat row, etc. You and Satoru like to joke about him having OCD.

Late night snack runs!! It usually starts with one of you complaining about being hungry at an ungodly hour, way too late for snacks but craving snacks anyway. It’s usually Satoru who gets you two up by video calling you from his room, making noise until you can’t take it anymore and decide to get up.

Suguru does most of the cooking. Satoru isn’t bad at it, per se, but he’s too lazy to try and so are you, let alone make big enough batches for three people.

Suguru is also lazy at times, but less than Satoru, so you two designated him as your personal chef.

Of course, there are always days when none of you feel like cooking — those are Satoru’s favorite days. You’ll order takeout (with his money), heaped in a tangle of legs and arms across the couch as you eat and binge watch whatever you three happen to find.

Suguru usually makes you guys lunch for work or school if you ask. Or even if you don’t.

Pillow fights! Or any kind of play-fight that involves throwing things at each other. They're usually initiated by Satoru when the mood strikes, and he'll literally beat you and Suguru over the head with pillows until the stuffing is everywhere or until you physically can't breathe.

A group chat! Satoru’s a frequent texter, Suguru not so much, whether it’s to show you two a picture of a stray cat he found, to ask what’s for dinner, or to beg for something.

Strangely though, when you or Suguru question him on why the trash isn’t taken out, he goes quiet.

Those two are the kind of boys who come into your room to knock something over and just leave without closing your door.

Movie nights are a must on weekends, unless one of you is extremely busy. That’s how the three of you unwind without really saying you need to unwind. You cuddle up on the couch in pajamas in one big messy heap and turn on a movie (based on who wins rock-paper-scissors) with a mountain of sugary and salty and spicy snacks at your disposal.

The three of you trust each other completely, so deep conversations are occasional, but comfortable. Neither of them would judge you for crying or being anxious or anything, and vice versa. When you need a hug, they’re there for that, too.

It’s not rare for the three of you to share a bed, or even cuddle. Granted, it took some getting used to at first, but now none of you find it weird, and it’s comforting to have a 6 foot heated body pillow, especially during the winter.

You three have an insane amount of inside jokes, and you bicker like siblings. Anyone who doesn’t get it would probably be concerned how much you insult each other.

“Shut the fuck up Suguru, didn’t you used to swallow balls?”

“Oh, shit.”

“Satoru, aren’t you still a virgin??”

“Fuck you! Y/N, what the hell are you laughing at, didn’t your date flake on you the other day??”

“Suck my dick!”

And then you’ll go back to whatever you were doing before like it didn’t even happen.

Whenever you or Suguru need to go shopping, you usually ask Satoru to Cashapp you before you go. He pretends to put up a fight, but to a guy who sees $2,000 as pocket change, he really doesn’t care. Hell, take one of his cards, go nuts.

[didyoulookforme]

“matty has no problem getting himself off in front of you. whether it is by using his hand or having to hump a pillow or whatever”

oh lord i need a blurb of this right now im so serious, matty humping a pillow to get off would be so hot😵‍💫

my dearest anon, thank you for feeding into my delusion ♥️

smutty nonsensical half-baked ramble below.

so here’s the deal.

this is probably one of those nights when matty comes over to your place after his shift is done. you like having your own space so that’s why you don’t live together yet btw, but you might as well be with all of the nights he spends over. and he’s also literally taken over part of your closet, having a designated spot for all of his music t-shirt collection and shorts. ANYWAY. it’s late, you’ve both had dinner and are listening to one of your records as you cuddle on the couch, sharing a glass of red wine. why use two when you can only dirty up one, right?

you want to lay down, so you grab your pillow you keep by the couch (you often nap there because it’s cozy and love falling asleep while listening to music) and place it on his lap with your head on top gazing up at him. matty looks down as he takes a sip of the wine and you can’t help but notice as he grins, an expression you know all too well by now.

“don’t act like this is the first time i’ve had my head between your legs.”

“what now? can’t your boyfriend get excited seeing his girl down on his lap?”

“alright. that's fair. but can your girlfriend know what dirty thought is rattling inside that filthy mind of yours this time?”

he downs the last of the wine before putting the empty glass on the coffee table.

“just made me think of when i was a horny teenager and i’d use a pillow to get off.”

“oh my god matthew. what the fuck?” you sit up to face him at eye level and he just snorts back with one of his stupid laughs.

“you asked and i told you,” he raises his hands up in innocence, “didn’t do anything wrong this time.”

“you’re fucking unreal.”

“oh, c’mon love, humour me here.” he hugs the pillow against his chest trying to give you his best puppy eyes. “you mean to tell me you never used one to make yourself feel good? isn’t it like a rite of passage for every 13 year old?”

it was obvious that the blood rushed straight to your face as you felt your cheeks grow warm. and he instantly noticed, too.

“see?” he gives you a quick peck on the nose. “i knew it.”

“oh, fuck you, matty.”

“you know i’d let you anytime, sweet.”

your hands cover your face in embarrassment but it doesn’t last long as he pries them away to eye you closely.

“or you can watch me fuck this instead,” he motions towards the pillow, “if you want.”

you were utterly and properly numb as soon as those words left his mouth. of course you wanted to watch him. who were you kidding? not him, nor yourself. and you didn’t even get a chance to answer before matty was already lifting his shirt off, doing it in one swift motion just like he knew drove you crazy.

"i swear i can't with you."

"and you don't have to, i'm gonna do the work for you. jus—hey, what the fuck was that for?" you had yanked the pillow from him, smacking him across the face, but he just laughed it off in the end. he knew you were flustered and didn't want to press too hard.

he grabs your wrist and pulls you close so he can kiss you, tasting that familiar mix of cheap red wine and cigarettes. "you sure you are okay with this?"

you just mumble a quiet yes against his lips, the confirmation he needs to start undoing his belt and it's not even ten or twenty seconds later that his shorts and boxers are pooled at his feet. the image of your boyfriend sitting naked in the middle of your couch is not a new one by any means, he's fucked you there countless times already, but you've never seen him like this, with your (favourite) pillow covering his already hard dick.

"c'mere love." he gets you to sit next to him, your left side flush against his body. you swear a part of you dies as his right hand takes your left one, bringing up to give it a kiss before placing it flat on the dark blue cushion, now pressing both of your palms against his cock. this gives him enough friction to start rutting his hips against the pillow, moving at an agonizingly slow pace to keep you from freaking out. and to tease you, of course.

but it doesn't take long before he pushes you hand down further, needing more weight against him. "right there, 'kay love?" and you obey without a second though, feeling as his hard cock moves against your palm. you carefully watch when his head falls back on the sofa, his fingers shifting through his curls when he turns to stare at you.

"gotta say it feels better than i remembered."

you bite on your lip to swallow your proud grin and using that moment to press harder on the pillow.

"shit."

matty moans and groans between laughs, his hips not missing a beat as they continue to rut against the pillow. you can tell he's getting close as his breaths get more high pitched and as he squeezes your thigh trying to keep himself grounded in reality.

"that's it, baby."

he brushes your hair away from your face so he can devour your lips, praises spilling from his mouth into yours.

"always so good for me."

it's only a few minutes later that his legs finally start trembling and you can clearly tell the moment he comes against your pillow, feeling it tense underneath you.

"okay, stop stop st—" you instantly take your hand away as he became overstimulated with the pressure on his now sensitive cock. he likes being calmed down by you kissing his neck so that's exactly what you do.

"well, you've now ruined my pillow." you nip at his collarbone. "thanks so much for that."

"not the first one, love. and hopefully not the last one."

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i like to think this is him that night <3

okay, i'm done. thank you for following along. you're the best. i love you dearly.

[glambots]

Can I maybe get some HCs where Y/N got attacked by Burntrap/The Blob/Whatever and Freddy Monty and Foxy find them? Maybe just some fluffy yet angsty cuddles?

🎩Glamrock Freddy + "After the Ashes" HCs:🎩

⭐He knew the Pizzaplex was home to many secrets--but whatever that thing was...he was not expecting it. He has no idea what it is, but it doesn't really matter. What matters is that it is dangerous, and it hurt you, and his main priority is making sure you are safe.

⭐He's reluctant to let you out of his sight for even a moment, so you end up mostly confined to his green room for the night. It is easiest to keep an eye on your condition, this way. Besides...he was scared that he'd almost lost you there, Superstar. Having you close to him brings him...maybe even more comfort than it brings you.

⭐There's a lot he should be doing. Making preparations for the next concert, practicing his lines, answering fan mail--but all of that can wait. For now, he's happy enough to just keep you there with him, wrapped in his arms, as the two of you lay on his "not quite big enough" couch and just...hold each other.

🐊Montgomery Gator + "After the Ashes" HCs:🐊

⭐To be honest, he's more than a little shaken up over the whole thing. He knew there was something wrong with this place, he'd always felt like there was somethin' out there, watchin' him. And whaddya know--he just had to be right in the worst way possible. (Even worse--it almost cost him you.)

⭐There's no way he's letting you out of his sight after this, so you might as well just make yourself at home! His green room isn't much to look at, but it doesn't stop him from fussing over you the second the two of you make it over the threshold. Sit down, he'll get you a blanket. Pillows. You want a drink? Hungry? You need anything? Just say the word, and he'll take care of it.

⭐He wants to touch you, but he can't stop himself from hesitating. He doesn't know if you'd be scared of him after that...thing, attacked you. But he wouldn't blame you. Of course, if you want him to hold you, then how can he say no? (Truth be told, he might need to hold you...more than he's ready to admit. Out loud, anyway.)

☠️Glamrock Foxy + "After the Ashes" HCs:☠️

⭐What in all the seven seas is that thing? For a second, Foxy's fight-or-flight fails him--and it isn't until he hears yer scream that his body remembers how to move. Lead feet be damned, he grabs ye and runs as fast as his metal legs will carry him. (Thank Fazbear the design team decided not to go with the peg-leg...!)

⭐Foxy doesn't have a green room, per se, but the depths of his fake ship make for a decent hideaway. It's far enough away from prying eyes that the two of ye can have a moment to catch yer breath, anyway. Now...Cap'n Foxy has seen a lotta things. But that...has to be the ugliest beast he's ever seen. Next to Monty, o'course. (It's a bad joke, but it's enough to make ye laugh, which is all he wanted.)

⭐He knows ye don't like to be fussed over, but can ye blame him? And yeah, he knows he should be more concerned with making sure that thing isn't still around, looking fer the two of ye, but when ye cling to him like that...he can't turn ye down. (Nor does he want to. He thought he'd lost ye there, pearl...)

[unfortunately-obsessed]

Hiiiii babes :) How are we? What are we up to?

The ask game about ocs, for you, my liege

3.(for Shiv in particular<3) 6.(i need reson tp draw your ocs) 8. 10.(same as 6.) 15.(cause i think family shapes a person in a way that is realy interesting to explore) 22.(how would they be in the ''there's only one bed situation in particular) 23. 28. 34.(dear lord is that Fascinatin. Lūdzu lūdzu lūdzu :( )

You don't have to do all of them, i'm just having a lot of fun with this. About Helen or Shivani or whoever<3

Hey babe!! Love when you make my braincells work <333 had to think this one through lmao but had lots of fun!! :D!!

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3. weapon of choice? any particular reason they chose their weapon?

Shivani's main weapon is an one-handed sword, simply because they're designed to eliminate threats as quickly and efficiently as possible and Shivani is not a fan of carrying weight for funsies. Sometimes she uses a great sword for the sheer power of it

6. how do they wear their hair? do they care a lot how their hair looks?

Shivani takes great care of her hair. She cleans and oils her hair routinely, and as a result, her hair is silky smooth. If it's tangled/untamed it greatly irritates her. Shivani normally braids her hair but using it loose doesn't necessarily annoys her.

Helen just uses it loose. Or on a french twist for a gala. She's also the type to either spent three hours on an everything-bath or pay someone to do it.

8. do they have a nickname? who gave it to them? if it's not derived from their real name, what's the story behind it?

Helen gets called "princess" by Bruce as a way to tease her because the other kids on hs called her that, Regina George style, and the nickname simply stuck

Now, Arie calls Shivani a dozen things, but her nickname is a simple Shiv

10. if they wear jewelry, what kind? do they prefer silver or gold? do they have a favorite gem?

Shivani got a dozen different ear cuffs. She's a big fan of thread-type of earrings but she got only one piercing to pass them through (sad). Rings and necklaces are annoying. She uses more silver and brass jewelry

Helen uses anything-designer. Doesn't care much about it. Gold. Values more the little "cheap" (what is cheap for two billionaires anyway?) charm ring Bruce gifted to her than every other one. She also got a signet ring with the family's crest engraved that was he father's

15. how big or small is their family? who did they live with growing up? do they live with anyone now?

Shivani got an older sister as her only blood-relative. But she lives with her group and ocasionally puts orphans under her wing

I won't be specifying how she grew up, but it was an extremely strict place that forced discipline into her

Helen currently lives alone. She grew up in a silent house that she never called home

22. do they sleep well at night? + How they deal with the one bed trope?

Helen has a messed up sleep-schedule. Sleeps from 6am to 10am and then takes at nap to 10pm to 12am if she doesn't have any event to go to. It doesn't take much for her to sleep but any minor sound wakes her up

Shivani takes forever to fall asleep, but once she does, she sleep like the dead.

Helen is a cuddler. She will cuddle pillows, sheets, people. It doesn't matter for her. But even a simple snoring or turning around (shaking the bed) wakes her up. So she'll force the other person to lay on the ground. She'll only sleep in the same bed if she loves the person A LOT

As long as you don't touch Shivani, she's fine. She doesn't want alive things touching her while she sleeps. Also the knife below her pillow is an accident waiting to happen

23. how would you describe their voice? can they sing?

Helen's voice is mellow, pleasant to listen to. She can convince you of anything if you don't have mental fortitude. She can sing, think of Kali Uchis on See You Again

Shivani's voice is more deep, husky and flat. She can't sing, the most she'll do is lullaby a child to sleep

28. how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

Helen would bankrupt a person just because the person ate the last cookie. Buy their lands and assets just to be petty

She shows she cares by buying things the person might like, including vacations. She doesn't know any other way to show she cares without feeling like a performance

Shivani will do the "is this okay? (I love you) Do you want that? I'll get it for you (I love you) is it okay if I touch you? (I love you) Can I come closer? (I love you). I love you, I want both of us to eat well" and cook their favourite dishes

34. how would your character describe themselves? it doesn't have to line up with how they really are.

Helen: "Bristol is breeding ground for freaks. Honey I'm just one more of those suckers with a god-complex and tons of money."

Shivani: "Nobody, daughter of no one."

[aalissy]

Sweets

Day 3 is done! And it’s an identity reveal hehe. I hope you like this chapter! Though I have to admit a tiny bit of Ladynoir crept in haha. I hope you still likte it :).

AO3

Ladybug gently swooped down onto the building directly in front of the Eiffel Tower, a box protectively cradled in her hands. It was her and Chat’s anniversary from when they first got their miraculouses. So she decided to bake her partner some special sweets. And if, say, she baked a few extra to give to her classmates (namely Adrien) tomorrow, well that was just an unexpected bonus.

“Hey, bugaboo.” Chat looked over his shoulder at her with a bright smile as she landed behind him. His feet swung out over the building and his eyes lit up with delight. “What have you got there?”

“Happy anniversary, Chaton.” Ladybug held the box out to him, giddy anticipation flooding through her. 

He took the gift from her eagerly, practically tearing through her wrapping as he opened it. As soon as it was open, he popped a macaroon in his mouth, chomping on it loudly.

Ladybug rolled her eyes fondly. “Don’t eat them all at once, mon minou. It took me a long time to bake those.”

“You made these,” Chat said, his eyes softening as he slowed down in his chewing.

“Mhm,” she hummed, taking out a red macaroon with black polka dots before savoring the delicate treat. Mmm! These really were a great batch. She gestured at the box and after swallowing her bite, said, “I designed them after Paris’ heroes.”

Chat finally looked down, eyes widening as he took in all of the different colored macaroons. “That’s adorable,” he murmured before nibbling on a Ladybug-themed macaroon himself.

She giggled, finishing her macaroon before standing up and dusting herself off. “Alright, we had better get going now. We can save the macaroons for later. We still need to finish our patrol.”

“Aw, come on bugaboo. Can’t I purrsuade you to stay a little longer? It is, afur all, our anniversary.”

Ladybug chuckled once more before leaning down to flick her partner’s nose, watching as he scrunched it adorable. Shaking her head, she began to swing her yo-yo. “Those puns aren’t helping your cause, Chaton. How about this, first one to get back here after finishing their patrol gets an extra macaroon.”

Chat’s ears perked up and he quickly stood up, extending his baton. “See you later, m’lady.”

She watched as he took off into the night, determined to get his extra macaroon. Shaking her head, Ladybug followed after him. “That silly Tomcat,” she muttered fondly.

The rest of their patrol finished fairly quickly, with Chat winning the additional sweet. He bragged about the win mercilessly, and Ladybug simply rolled his eyes with a tiny smile on her lips, not willing to tell him that she had made the extra dessert especially for him anyway.

They parted ways soon after that and Marinette had soon detransformed, crawling into bed with a yawn. “Night, Tikki.” 

“Goodnight, Marinette,” her kwami said back before cuddling on the pillow next to her.

She kissed Tikki’s forehead gently and slowly drifted off to sleep, excited to give her classmates the macaroons tomorrow. 

Unfortunately for Marinette, though, her alarm wasn’t what woke her for school that morning. It was instead Tikki’s panicked shouts. 

“Huh?!” Marinette shouted, shooting up in bed as she almost collided with her kwami. 

“You’re going to be late for school, Marinette,” Tikki said anxiously.

With a panicked squeak, she practically threw herself out of her bed. Quickly yanking on a pair of clothes, she almost ran out of her room without the sweets she had made yesterday. Giving her head a mental shake, Marinette retraced her steps, grabbing the macaroons she had made for her friends. With that done, she flung herself out of the bakery, wishing her parents a good morning before racing off to school.

Bursting through the classroom doors, she felt a blush light up her face as she saw most of her classmates already seated with their notebooks at the ready. Timidly, she glanced up at the clock and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that she had a minute to spare.

“Wow, you made it on time for once.” Alya smirked at her, leaning her head on her fist.

Rolling her eyes, Marinette slid into the seat next to her. “If you keep that up, I might ‘forget’ to give you the special treats I made for Ladybug and Chat Noir’s anniversary.”

Her best friend instantly sat up straighter, her lips forming into a pout. “I’m so sorry. You’re always on time and have never been late a day in your life.”

“You’ve got that right.” Marinette laughed before tossing Alya a Rena Rouge-themed macaroon.

Leaning forward, she tapped both Nino and Adrien on the shoulder. They both turned around to look at her and she felt her heart beat doubly fast as she caught a glance of Adrien’s perfect emerald eyes. Steeling herself mentally, she forced herself to move her gaze over to Nino as she whispered, “I made you guys some macaroons for this extra special day.”

Throwing them both their special Carapace and Aspik-themed desserts respectively, Marinette quickly ducked her head down to grab her bag. With her head down, though, she missed the widening of Adrien’s eyes.

“Aw, thanks dudette.” She heard Nino say as he opened his wrapper.

By the time she got her books and notes out, it was time for class to begin. Opening her notebook, Marinette caught sight of Alya’s knowing grin and simply rolled her eyes back at her best friend. 

Trying to pay attention in class was difficult, however. Adrien was constantly turning around in his seat to give her an inscrutable look. Every time it happened it caused Marinette to get increasingly distracted. How could he look at her with those beautiful eyes and expect her to pay attention? 

Perhaps her Maman was right. Maybe the way to a man’s heart really was through his stomach.

When the bell rang, though, Marinette hardly had time to finish packing her stuff back in her bag when she felt a hand grab her arm. Squeaking in surprise, she saw Adrien tug her out of the classroom. Her lips parted as her eyes widened. Surely this couldn’t all be because of the macaroons... could it?

He finally stopped the two of them by an abandoned corner of the school. Adrien started pacing, muttering to himself. She glanced down to see the macaroon still clenched in his hand. Was there something wrong with it?

Swallowing the huge lump in her throat, Marinette asked, “I-Is there something wrong, Adrien?”

He finally stopped pacing to look at her, running his hands through his hair and making it look even more ruffled. She fought the urge to smooth it back into place with her own hands. 

“Did you make these?” He held out the macaroon, a wild look in his eyes.

Marinette blinked, a small furrow forming between her brows. “Yes,” she said slowly. “Why? Did you not like them?”

A tiny bit of offense crept into her tone. After all, how could Adrien say he didn’t like them if he didn’t even eat one? Alya, Nino, and Chat had all liked them so why didn’t he?

He blew out a harsh breath before slowly, a wide, Cheshire Cat-like grin grew on his face. “Yes, I did. I liked them very much.”

Her frown deepened. But he didn’t even eat it?! Now he was saying he liked it? 

Opening her mouth to ask him just what was wrong, Adrien cut her off before she could. “In fact, you could say I pawsitively adored them, m’lady.”

Just like that, Marinette felt dizzy. Practically swaying on her feet, she whispered, “W-what?”

“I said I pawsitively adored them, m’lady. Especially that extra special one I got yesterday when I finally beat you back to our spot.” Slowly, Adrien took a step closer to her, grasping her shoulders gently.

She choked out a breathless laugh. “Oh my god, it’s you.”

In the next second, he picked her up and spun her around. Marinette squealed out a giddy laugh. Of course Adrien was Chat Noir. How come she never saw it before?

Allowing herself to enjoy the spin for another few, precious moments, she forgot about all the consequences and worries an identity reveal could cause. Right now it was just them and she was going to enjoy this moment.

When he finally put her back down again, he leaned his forehead on hers and murmured, “I’m so glad it’s you.”

Laughing, Marinette shook her head. “Me too. Though I have to admit I didn’t think we’d reveal our identities because of some sweets.”

“Me either.” Adrien chuckled with her.

Her heart quickened in her chest as she saw his eyes dip down to her lips. Slowly, her eyes fluttered closed as she tilted her head up to his. 

Just before their lips met, however, a bell rang. Both of them sprang apart, their faces heated in a bright red blush. Nibbling down on her bottom lip, Marinette cracked a small grin. “I suppose we should be getting to class now, right?”

Adrien hummed, a tight smile on his own lips.

Clearing her throat, Marinette whispered, “But I’ll see you in patrol later tonight, right?”

Adrien’s tight smile melted into a soft beam. “Of course, bugaboo. I’m already looking forward to it.”

Together, they both walked to their next class and if Marinette brushed her fingers against Adrien’s a few times, well, it was only an accident.

[rust-bearer]

Hmmm… I come bearing brain gifts.

As someone who has spent a good portion of my life living with 10+ family members in an average sized house on and off (not enough room, never enough room), I’m curious how things would work for our resident apocalypse survivors. From my experience, at least, children typically aren’t as affected? At certain ages, at least, and it depends on the personality, of course. Anyway:

• This feels like a good layout, so… I’m assuming the kids probably spend most of their time together as a whole. The oldest takes care of them, the younger ones probably get that I’m a big brother/sister/sibling now mindset and “Take Care” of the youngest (super serious about it, too. First Aid probably thinks it’s adorable while also being mildly terrified for them). They watch out for each other, etc etc.

• I’m just gonna go ahead and assume that the Combaticons are always, always either together or invading each other’s space. Whether it’s sneaking into the kitchen at midnight while everyone else sleeps and accidentally waking the entire fucking house with what sounds like the most dramatic home invasion ever, baking huge breakfast spreads on the “weekends” (who even knows what day it is anymore, someone keeps count as the weeks go by and properly designates certain days as Weekend Days) and ultimately ending with a very tasty feast but very, very messy kitchen, standing around in the only bathroom for an hour after getting into excited talks and debates while someone stands outside pounding on the door because they actually need in there, goddamnit, and just…

• I dunno, I would guess the Combaticons are just generally seen as this family unit that wouldn’t hesitate to murder an entire store full of the undead but also like to cuddle up on their huge couch for VHS tape nights and premade popcorn that expired about six months ago.

• I could be alone in my assessment, but I see First Aid as a sort of loner, but not in that “mysterious and edgy” way, just kind of an anxious person naturally who needs lots of downtime to process things. He probably spends lots of time wandering the farm, keeping an eye on the kids (who are almost always playing outside, weather permitting) and checking up on the farm equipment, the dog, Butcher Meat Cow, other survivors… he worries about everyone, and he worries about the future, and he worries about the present, and—well, his mind races constantly. He needs some downtime, some alone time, just time away from interacting and socializing to just decompress. It’s tough sometimes, seeing the Combaticon family, the kids, the fellow survivors, and knowing that his family, his brothers, are probably still out there, either barely making it by or lurching about the world with rotting flesh and an insatiable desire for humans.

• Sleeping arrangements again: I’m guessing the children probably sleep very close together, not like dog piles or anything, but back to back, rows of tiny little bodies tucked inside shredded sleeping bags and stacked blankets/pillows.

• When it comes to sleeping, I can imagine the Combaticons probably just nap throughout the day. There isn’t really a “bed” or specific time frame. If they’re tired, they’ll sleep. This helps a lot for safety and protection of the home, since there’s less than a 1% chance all five of them will be asleep at the same time.

• First Aid probably sleeps in the same room as the children, to be honest. He doesn’t like to be apart from them; not in the beginning, at least. At the same time, it helps him keep an eye on everyone, he can make sure they’re safe, he can make sure no one’s sick, and if they wake up from a bad dream, he’s right there.

• Final thoughts for this: some people are morning people, some people are night owls… with so few grown adults, it isn’t that big of a deal. First Aid isn’t much of a morning or night person anymore, to be honest. The overall lack of sleep has left him chronically exhausted, drained from constant anxiety and the stress of their current situation. I’d say it differs for the Combaticons, though. Maybe half are early risers, the other half night owls. Either way, they’re kind of… loud. In such a small house (how did they end up with such a small house?? Didn’t Swindle spend, like, a shit-ton on the place?), noise travels very well. During the night, First Aid is usually kept up by talking and laughing that filters up through the vents from the floor beneath him. In the morning, the sound of slamming pots and pans and drawers being repeatedly open and closed is constant, and doesn’t usually stop. It only gets worse as more people wake up for the day. On his next supply run, he’s gonna have to find some noise canceling headphones or something. The kids seem unaffected, at least, which… well, it’s a blessing.

I think that’s all for the moment. If you have any other ideas for what you think it’d be like to share such a small space with so many people, I’d love to hear them!

Distinct childhood memories of my young nephew waking up super early to watch television, but he kept the volume up extremely high, so everyone would wake up telling him to turn it down (he would not). Imagining that but with deciding to make breakfast or shouting matches or etc

It’s a zombie cliche but I imagine first aid would stand the best shot at finding a cure for the zombie infection, based off of him in canon- or it could be the opposite, I’d have to think about it. Either way, giving him a reason to go on scavenging runs to hospitals and libraries and labs. (BARING pharma of course but. Is he even alive in this version? Who knows! Could be)

On the topic of water: they likely have lots of houseplants. Someone in first aid’s original safehouse had them, and the kids took them with them, and they don’t even need clean water so it’s incredibly easy to tend to them. Gives someone a hobby too

[hellcatinnc]

Day 22 - Haruka Utsunomiya - My Forged Wedding

I fell in love with this man in the love365 app and sadly I keep spending money on him and his stories. Eventually I will have read them all but he has me going back over and over again funny thing is I don't pay for any other stories anymore but his lol. Anyways I want to tell you why I think he would make a good husbando.

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He's A Cuddler

He's a cuddler he loves to have you in his arms no matter the time a day or night. He snuggles his pillow until you make him happy and jump into his arms. He will cuddle you on cold days and warm you up however he will cuddle you any time of the year. A cuddle on the couch watching tv, or cuddle in bed before sleep he isn't picky as long as he can have you in his arms.

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He Is Sexy

You always wondered what was under that kimono and only you get to find out. He can be a bit flirty to tease you but he will please you when your ready always when your ready. He has a sex appeal about him with the way he looks at you and with his body language can tell you he wants you. He is sexy even when he doesn't try to be. He likes to grab you and bring you to take a bath with him he loves doing sexual and sensual things with you. He likes to push the boundaries sometimes to see how far he can push before you let all your inhibitions go and jump into his bed with him.

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He Is Genuine

He has a genuine heart and soul and he will always put you first with his care. Everything he tells you is the truth once he let the walls down and let you know into his darker secrets and you didn't judge him he became the most loyal, genuine, lover you could ever have. He spent some time apart from you and realized life without you isn't worth it so he will continue to be honest, loyal, and genuine to you for the rest of his life.

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He's Romantic

Being he is a flower designer he likes to make you some of the fanciest flower arrangements he can to wow you. He will make bubble baths and drag you into it with him as he massages your muscles. He kisses your hands any chance he gets and even when he proposed he was so romantic. He thinks the things out before surprising you with things so that he knows it will wow you.

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He Loves Kisses

He likes to kiss you passionately and keeps most those kisses for home because its not long after he tastes your lips that he doesn't want your body after. He comes off shy and refined but the moment his lips crash into yours he gets consumed by the desire to kiss you more and to take you to heaven all night long.

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He Will Hold You When Things Get Tough

He will be there to hold you through the good days and bad. You can cry on his shoulder and he will never look down on you. Your tears can run down your face and he will be the one who wipes them away again and again then pull you close whisper in your ear I love you it will all be ok I'm here.

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He Supports You

He will support whatever your dreams want to take you. He believes couples support each other so when you supported him after learning the secret he kept from the world he knew you were the one for him. He even went up against your father to prove how much he loves you and will support you and wasn't going to back down until he was accepted, and it worked. He will support you til his dying breath.

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He Looks Good In A Kimono

Not alot of men can pull off the kimono look in my book but he looks damn sexy with it on and add the umbrella/parasol and damn he rocks it even more. You know it every time you see him in it that you can't wait to help him take it off later cause he looks so yummy in it.

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He Gives You Lots Of Memories

He likes every day memories with you but also just likes making memories in general with you so you can look back on those special moments when your old and grey together. He wants to share all the good and bad times through pictures and videos and things you can save along the way. His memories of you when he met you are the most precious to him along with the day he married you. He will continue to make beautiful memories with you and long as you will have him.

[monicahar]

MY ANSWER IS YOU ♡︎

how would being in a relationship with them feel like?

; gn! reader, fluff and fluff aha, fk this app

characters; xiao, childe, ayato, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma

xiao

Being with him is nothing short of peace and quiet. Even if you're a loud type of person, you're bound to enjoy the soothing atmosphere he brings whenever he shyly links his pinky with yours, or when he's just sitting around you with a book in his hands, your arms against each other while you scroll through your phone nonchalantly at 7 am in the morning. Of course, there's the occasional lovey-dovey jabs at each other, whether it'd be you teasing him, or him uncharacteristically smirking against your neck when you grow flustered at one of his once-in-a-blue-moon advances. Xiao is love, Xiao is life.

childe

It's the causality with this guy. The pillow fights when one of you sleeps over at the other's home or the terrible jokes you'd tell each other and snort laugh throughout the night. Funnily enough, he'd act as more like your best friend rather than partner at times like that. Don't worry though, he constantly remind you that you're his romantically and vice versa when he suddenly positions himself at your doorstep, a huge bouqet of flowers on one hand, with a bunch of luxurious branded eco bags in the other. What monstrously expensive shopping spree did he go out on this time?

ayato

The most expensive relationship out of everyone honestly. Extravagant jewelry and clothing as gifts, weekly dinner dates at extremely high rated restaurants and bars, and he even once took you out on a private jet date, but you being unaccustomed to such am activity, inevitably threw up everywhere, including his designer shirt that which he could probably sue you for. But he won't, since duh, you're lovers?? If it weren't for the fact that he practically worships the floor your walk on, you'd probably long be in jail now, tearing up over the amount of debt you owe him.

kazuha

Chill relationship for real. Joining him on his bike ride towards your school, sneaking out to the rooftop together during lunch, sharing ear buds when you're both studying in the library...sorry, I just can't get highschool sweet heart kazuha out of my head. Anyways, he'd definitely vibe with almost anything you do, as you'd do the same for him. Picnics in the park during spring, dipping in waterfalls during summer, jumping on leaf piles during fall, and cuddling with hot chocolate during winter. 11/10 boyfriend, no question whatsoever.

scaramouche

Most brat-like partner out of all of them. If he isn't wasting his time picking on you and teasing you for absolutely no reason other than getting your attention, then he's probably waiting around for you to say or do something stupid so he could retort like a smart-ass or just make fun of you. But in all those layers of his shitty personality, he's still the one you chose to be with. The boy who would no doubt pinch you just to get your mind straight, or the one who, though seemingly reluctant, is always lending a hand in your times of need. You're still his lover after all.

thoma

SUNSHINE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOYFRIEND AWOUGHAWOGH- he's literally perfect. Sometimes, you could feel yourself crying over his kindness everytime he always somehow has an extra bento whenever you forget lunch, or whenever you'd remember the fact that he ran over 10 kilometres just to comfort you after losing your dog. But your eyes would probably go blind before you actually cry since his smile is just so, breathtaking...or sight-taking...💀 Thoma would probably laugh at this. He's that considerate.

probably gonna make a part two is this doesn't flop

[poopyballz28]

AHH yay ur ask box is back, I hope your doing well :))

I had this dum idea id think you wouldve liked so yaya; sleeping over at their house/apartment short notice because of heavy down poor like rain or maybe its snowing super hard dinefwjiwn i think it would b cute IDK

WELCOME BACK!! your ideas are always amazing and fill my head with ideas so thank you thank you 🫵💋

Some Baki characters taking you in when you're caught in the rain

Baki

• He was just ready to get into bed when he heard the door. He was praying it wasn't some opponent wanting to fight super late.

• He slid it open to see you covered in water, freezing. He ushers you inside and very quickly gets you a towel to dry off with.

• He swiftly makes something warm for you to drink, and he also whips up some hot food for you have as well. He puts a lot of effort in, really wanting you to enjoy it and be impressed by his cooking.

• He gets you a t-shirt and some pants and when you're done changing, you two sit under his kotatsu, eating and chatting about all sorts of things.

• It's been a long time since he's had someone over with him, he feels really joyful having another person there to keep him company, especially that person being you.

• He probably has a spare futon he pulls out for you. He very slickly places it right next to his.

• He can barely fall asleep. Knowing that you're so close to him in bed makes his heart rate double.

• You'll wake up with his arm reached around you, your two faces incredibly close to each other (he's a messy sleeper)

• When he wakes, he's pretty embarrassed about it and apologizes. If you say you enjoyed his cuddling though, he'll be a bit of a blushing mess. He'll hold you a lot more from then on.

Kozue

• She was reading manga in her room late at night when she heard the echoing knock at the door.

• When she opened it to see you, wet and cold from the heavy rain, she immediately lets you in, the concern showing on her face. She then quickly ushers you to her shower, not wanting you to catch a cold.

• Her night clothes are really cute. She wears an oversized t-shirt with cute hello kitty shorts.

• While you shower, she makes some warm tea and gets you a snack.

• As for spare clothes, she has some more oversized shirts and shorts, so she lends them to you for the night. She doesn't mind you borrowing them anyway.

• You two sit in her room and drink the (super fucking delicious) tea she made. The both of you joke around as she super cutely rambles about the plot of the manga she was reading.

• She actually offers for you to stay the night and she timidly asks if maybe...you could sleep in her bed along with her. Her face is completely red asking. When you say yes though, she's overjoyed (but super nervous about it as well) She really wants to get closer to you.

• The both of you very awkwardly squeeze on her bed, faces almost inches apart. Her face is overcome with a deep blush. She slowly reaches her hand over to you and holds you close to her.

• She'll slowly fall asleep, her legs reaching over onto you, as she hugs you close like a fluffy pillow (she's a bit of a messy sleeper as well)

Katou

• He was kinda pissed hearing a loud knock on his door super late into the night. He wasn't dressed or prepared for company whatsoever. Quite honestly, he was ready to throw hands immediately.

• But when he cracks it open to see you soaking wet in front of his apartment doorway, he doesn't really hesitate to unlock the door for you to come in.

• He's surprisingly a little worried about you, and asks if your alright. He gets you a towel and sits you down at his table. He was drinking before you came in, so he'll offer you a cold one.

• For some spare clothes, he gets you some big t-shirt with a cool design and some knee reaching shorts. That night you realize just how baggy his clothing style is. (soulja boy ass fit 😭)

• He's a bit embarrassed to be seen with so little clothing on. He's wearing an oversized hoodie without any pants on, so of course he's a little embarrassed, especially if you tease him about the silly design on his underwear.

• When you have to stay over for the rest of the night, he hesitates and asks if you really have nowhere else to go for the night. He's incredibly nervous. He's never had anyone spend the night with him, especially someone he really likes like you.

• I bet the two of you would stay up all night playing video games and drinking, maybe showing each other your music playlists. He usually pulls all-nighters by himself, but its much funner with you there.

• You'd probably get tired first and lean your head on his shoulder and drift off. He's completely still and his sweet timid mode really shines through. The two of you eventually end up falling asleep cuddled close to each other on his couch.

Katsumi

• He probably just got home from the dojo super late, and already got a little wet from the rain. He'd be just done with his shower when he hears the doorbell to his apartment.

• He would open up the door (with only a towel covering his waist, mind you) to see you soaking wet and shivering. He would quickly get you inside, not realizing how absolutely exposed he is.

• He's a little embarrassed at first, but he may say some shitty flirtatious comment when he catches you staring at him (couldn't blame you them tiddies are HUGE)

• He would get dressed quickly and do everything he possibly could for you. Food, water, whatever you need he wont hesitate to give it you. When you finish drying off, he'll get you a warm blanket. He really loves giving you attention, especially if you give some back to him.

• He'll lend you some clothes that are definitely a little too big for you. The shirt tends to drift down your shoulder often.

• He lets you chill out on his bed with him as he tells silly stories from the dojo. The two of you laugh and chat throughout the late night. Your smile really lights him up, he thinks it's absolutely beautiful.

• The both of you would be laying down staring up at his ceiling together, as he gently reaches his hand over to yours and squeezes. He doesn't want this time with you to end.

• You both fall asleep talking with each other, your hands still interlocked. Katsumi couldn't be happier.

Kureha

• He usually stays up late reading through medical books or finishing up some papers from work, the heavy rain helping him focus. But he didn't exactly expect a knock on a his door at such a late time of night.

• When he opens to see you soaked, he lets you in and leads you to his shower. He was clearly a bit concerned for you, although him showing concern was a bit rare, you could tell he didn't want you catching a cold.

• He sets out some clothes for you. A big, white button up shirt with the smallest pair of shorts he could find lying around.

• By the time you get out of the shower, you see he's sitting at his bar with two wine glasses in front of him. He waves you over for a drink with him.

• Whenever he's with you, he feels his nerves calm. He feels he could truly speak to you about anything. You're incredibly beloved to him.

• He unties his ponytail and gently takes off his glasses, letting you get a good look at his gentle eyes and beautiful locks flowing down his back. He turns to you and shows you a small smile. You don't see him smile like that too often. You must be pretty special.

• You two spend most of the night chatting and having some more drinks. You never see him relax like he does with you.

• He offers you a side on his bed to sleep on. The way he elegantly takes off his button up for bed is pretty distracting. He's hella pretty.

• He might go in for the kiss and smooch you on the forehead before you two fall asleep. He truly cares about you. He hasn't cared so much about someone since his little brother.

[pluviophile-imagines]

In Your Arms: Bakugo

In Your Arms: a collection of short fics about cuddling with various characters. Find the masterlist here. This fic inspired by @wuhllow​‘s post about Bakugo here.

Before he met you, Katsuki slept like the dead wherever he was, going to bed like clockwork at 8:30 every night and passing out the moment he hit his pillow. Now, he’s laying in the bed he shares with you and he’s unfathomably listless because, well, you’re not with him. He’s in bed like he always is and you’re out in the living room and Katsuki, because you’re a demon and you have him wrapped so perfectly around your finger he could never detangle himself, cannot sleep because you cannot sleep. Because you’re not with him.

Normally you join him when he settles in for the night, even though he nods off far sooner than you. You stay up later by design, tucked under the covers with your phone in your hands for another hour or two (you’ve persistently ignored his reprimands about blue light and staying up too late since the two of you began spending nights together) but he still holds you; buries his head into the back of your neck and wraps his arms around your torso.

Tonight, though, you’re out on the couch, having stayed there when 8:00 rolled around and Katsuki had gone back like normal; having stayed there when he’d gotten out of the shower, and having stayed there even when he’d climbed into bed at his usual time only to be unable to fall asleep.

He doesn’t have anything to lull him into slumber—only the lingering smell of your shampoo on your pillow and not the muffled sound of the laughter you try to suppress or the soft give of your plush thighs and stomach within his hold. He’s left tossing and turning in your absence, trying desperately to get some real sleep in a bed that feels far too big and far too empty and far too cold when you’re out in the living room in some kind of mood. All he can manage is a fitful slumber, nothing close to deep and almost more tiring than restful.

So your mere presence is enough to rouse him when you finally retreat into the bedroom. Grouchy and groggy and stubbornly unwilling to fully greet you, he feels the bed dip and shift as you change into nightclothes and then rise to go back to the bathroom. His ears are keen listening to you go through your routine in there; he can feel the tension leaving his body as he listens to you brush your teeth and wash your face and fix up your hair for bed, eagerly waiting for you to join him so that he can hold you. The bed dips again.

But instead of crawling under the covers he hears you sigh, feels you lean forward to press a kiss to his forehead, right against his hairline, just before you pull back to leave—to go back out to the living room, surely, even though it’s…

He lifts his head to check the time as your silhouette disappears through the doorway. The red light of his alarm clock shows 1:06.

Katsuki is throwing the covers from his body before he can fully think it through (though if he had, he’d have done the same damn thing anyway) and stomping after you without a thought in his mind other than the fact that it’s an hour past midnight and he’s going to be in a piss-poor mood in the morning—and it’ll be your damn fault.

He catches up to you before you even make it out of the hallway, slinging you over his shoulder with ease and ignoring your (sleepy, half-assed) protests as he brings you back to the bedroom. Then he throws you onto the bed, bullies you under the covers, and growls out, “Fucking go to bed I can’t sleep,” as he joins you.

If he weren’t so tired and petulant then he’d probably be even more pissed off at how immediate the difference is as he eases himself down into the mattress, with your form laid out next to him, right there for his arm to be slung across your abdomen and pull you flush against his side, tucked into him. He doesn’t have to make do with the scent of your pillow anymore; you’re right there, and it’s all he needs. His eyes are growing heavy and he’s drifting off in seconds.

But then your leg starts moving.

It wakes him up again immediately, shaking the whole bed and rubbing up against his own bare one. He shifts under the covers and turns his whole body towards you.

Your eyes are shut, squeezed tight as you’re turned away from him slightly, but he’s been sleeping by your side for long enough to know that your breathing isn’t rhythmic enough and there’s too much tension in your body for you not to be awake. For a moment he debates asking you now what’s keeping you up, but dashes that thought from his mind immediately; he’ll make breakfast in the morning and ask you then, dash away whatever strange headspace you’ve been in all night with food and a cup of warm tea.

For now, it’s best to sleep.

So he moves again. He eases his arm under you, between you and the mattress, to wrap you securely in his hold and turn you to face him. His legs tangle with yours—your shaking foot stills momentarily as you’re made aware of his wakefulness, but then it starts up again like you simply can’t help it. Then he tucks your head into his chest to rest his chin upon it, but not before returning that kiss you’d given him on the top of your head.

You push in closer, burying your face into him. He can feel the little puffs of your breath against his bare chest and he relaxes just slightly at the way they’re already coming smoother; but your foot is still shaking, still restless, and though the tension in your shoulders and legs has eased it’s still very much present.

Katsuki’s mother was never much of a “sing you to sleep” parent when he was growing up. Anyone who knows her would be able to tell that much immediately. But his father used to rock him to sleep, curled up in his lap with a book in hand. And Katsuki remembers that; remembers his dad’s voice reading a picture book that he used to bitch about being too childish for him, a voice which would inevitably devolve into low, unfledged humming that would easily lull him to sleep.

It’s natural to think of that, here, with your leg trapped between his own and still betraying your rushing mind with its frantic shaking. He barely has time to second-guess before he’s humming just like his father used to—it’s rougher and even more unrefined than his old man, so low his voice cuts out when the song goes too deep and more coarse than melodic—but his chest fills with warmth when your leg, like magic, slows down and you tuck yourself even further into his hold. He rubs circles on your back with his hand and traces nonsense patterns on the outside of your thigh with his thumb and soon enough your breath on his chest is steadying, the tension in your shoulders easing.

Your leg’s movement abates until it stops entirely; until you’re totally limp in his hold, peaceful and curled into him, asleep at last as you let out a soft sigh.

They call him the Symbol of Victory now; they say it when he defeats villains, when he’s battered and tired and about to drop but holding his head high so they can’t see. You’re the one he stumbles home to, the one whose touch eases the tension in his shoulders, whose voice calms him. The pride and satisfaction of winning a brutal fight has nothing on the warmth in his chest blazing now, giving him the inexplicable urge to smile into the still quiet of the room—he can ease your worries, even when you’re not ready or willing to voice them. He can comfort you like this and make your life even a little bit nicer. They call him the Symbol of Victory but he’s never felt more victorious than when he can take care of you.

“G’night,” he murmurs into the top of your head.

Finally. Now he can get some sleep, too.

[seokjinsonlyone]

so i got on tiktok for more than five minutes for the first time in like a month the other day and i saw they was doing this trend where it’s sorta like fmk but like husband, boyfriend, or sneaky link and i just wanted to add my two cents

namjoon:

this is your boyfriend

i know you may be thinking ???? boyfriend???? not husband??????????

but yes boyfriend listen we all know this man is brilliant; big brained and big bodied; cognitive skills off the charts; he knows a thing or two about a thing or two

however, he just ain’t there yet 😭 he don’t even got his license y’all gon flub on the contraceptives once or twice and next thing you know you strapping your kid into the basket of his bike so he can drop them off to school 😩

and his cooking……….. like watching this man with a knife gives me anxiety

he has a bit of growth to do but that’s why you date before getting married 🥳🥳🥳

y’all would go on the beeeest dates i’m talking museums, picnics, hikes, and yes bike rides

and like he’s just so sweet and thoughtful and he tries his very best to be gentle despite his destructive nature so it would just be so cute and fun for him to be your boyfriend

seokjin:

it goes without saying that this is your husband

to be honest ion even really need to elaborate on this one like…

he cooks; he cleans; he’s thoughtful, supportive, silly, will do anything to make you happy…

everything you could ever want and need in a man is manifested in kim seokjin

so just lemme tell you what this ^^ gif is this is like three months after you’ve given birth to your second child

he got home from work way later than expected he was tired exhausted really but still helped you with your new baby taking turns tending to them on and off all night

you had just gotten into a really good sleep when your alarm went off signaling it was time to get child number 1 up and ready for school

you groaned sitting up but before you could even get out of bed he was wiping the sleep from his eyes and telling you he was going to take care of it

“but you got off late last night and you helped me too”

he reassured you that it was fine and that he had it he knew how hard you worked all day everyday and you never got the opportunity to clock out

it was his day off anyway so he kissed your forehead and told you to get back to sleep

which was a bit easier said than done bc those two were like bulls in a china cabinet there was whining and scuttling all around a few disagreements on which outfit your child should wear and what they should eat for breakfast

but soon enough you looked out the window and saw jin adjusting his shorts and a few seconds later your child bobbling out after him backpack a little too big for their body before they walked hand in hand to the car

that’s… what that is… that’s your husband

and when i say your i mean mine that’s my husband

you can keep scrolling 😗✌️

yoongi:

husband <33333

like jin this man is the total package

he cooks, cleans, is loving and supportive, will take care of you emotionally, and on top of that he’s handy! extensive knowledge about interior design!

like if you want some pictures hanged or a shelf built or something this is the man for you

your lil bob the builder <3

like idk what it is with this man but something about him is just so soft and makes me want to love and be loved by him

like if this is not your husband this is your long term boyfriend you are dating him for no less than five years and when you part way you ain’t gon know how to live without him

so don’t leave

bring the documents he already said so

hoseok:

boyfriend 100%

hobi just seems so partnerable

i look at him and i see movie nights and pillow talk

i see cuddles and late night facetime calls

your own personal hope on the streets when he wants to loosen up or practice or relieve stress😩

you go to a restaurant and each pick a dish and share it with each other like he’s very much giving one milkshake 2 straws

or you two cook together side by side he’s chopping vegetables and cleaning while you’re sautéing and stir frying and what not

you go shopping with him and critique his outfits when he tries them on and vice versa

i don’t even know man i just see hobi and i think he’s flawless i want to give him the world

and i think about that time when he said one of his personal goals was to become special to someone 😭😭😭

so like girl get your boyfriend and just give him all the love he’s searching for all the love he deserves

jimin:

….sneaky link

look at him smh caught in 4k sending a “you up?” text at the tender hour of 3am

idk what to tell ya man he just ain’t bout it rn

he ain’t looking for nothing but fun

atm it’s just him and his bros

every once in a while he’ll go searching for a connection for a night or two

there may be a few repeat offenders a string of flings if you will but never anything serious

i can see it in his eyes everyone can really bc he flirts with every living and nonliving thing in sight

taehyung:

husband

now you may be thinking… is he not on par with namjoon when it comes to practical skills???

and like yes perhaps but he definitely is not as much as a liability

like i think i can trust him to open a packet of barbecue sauce without risk of ruining my outfit and like i know i wouldn’t fear for my life if he was slicing a hard boiled egg

which is not to say that i wouldn’t mind getting stabbed by joon there are certainly worse ways to go but that’s not what we’re talking about

what we’re talking about is tae and how i just know with him you’d be safe physically mentally and emotionally 🥺🥺🥺

and idk if it’s bc i done seen him in slacks one too many times but something about him just screams commitment

like he’s giving 401k he’s giving life insurance he’s giving condo in florida where you spend the winter bc your bones get too cold where you normally live

but you know what he’s also giving passion like you will 100% spend the rest of your life in love with this man

like in that picture it’s giving you’ve been married for three years it’s wednesday and he’s off so he asked you on a date

it’s taking you longer than anticipated to get ready you wanted to look pretty for him bc truthfully you don’t get to go on dates often as much as he’d like to

your hair and makeup is finally done so you find him and tell him you’re almost done and you’ll be out as soon as you slip on your outfit

he lazily turns his head to you and tells you to take your time there’s no rush and he’s just looking at you with absolute hearts in his eyes

you’re not even fully ready and there’s hearts in his eyes 😭 it makes your heart race and you can’t keep the smile off your face as you get ready for your date, for the rest of your life together with him

jungkook:

i know y’all gon hate to hear this one but… sneaky link

^^ that may be your boyfriend but you ain’t his girlfriend 😭

that is the face of someone you called and told that you wanted to stop messing around bc you was getting attached but he convinced you that it didn’t have to be all that and acted cute until you changed your mind

listen this man is in his prime he ain’t tryna settle down

the moment you try to commit is the moment he jumps out the window

and this is not to say that he’s not a good boy but like i’ve known jungkooks i’ve been friends with jungkooks and the second you try to take things farther than what they want that’s when they stomp all over your heart

however i do firmly believe that jungkook ain’t like them others he’s more than a good boy he’s the best boy

and if he like idk heard bells when you walked by or was pulled by the red string of fate or like felt the yearning or whatever it is that he done conjured up in his head he’d be everything and more 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[noomnin]

hell week w/ azumane asahi

contains: gn! reader, all fluff

notes: bc hell week is sucking the life out of me rn 🙃 i can't wait for this week to end

asahi taking you into his big arms and perching you atop the kitchen countertop, telling you to stay still as he whips up a quick midnight snack. he knows of your tendency to overwork, and knows that you've been hunched in front of that laptop for who knows how long, so he takes chance of his size to pluck you out of your study chair, even for just a bit. sure, you kick and groan and swear at him a lot when he does so, but all that's thrown to the back when he feeds you spoonfuls of your favorite cereal or oatmeal.

"say aaah"

"azumane asahi, i am not a child."

you do it anyway because who were you to decline when you know that this, aside from cuddling with you nonstop in bed, was how he chose to show his love during the most hectic of times. it slows you both down.

when you take the bowl and spoon off his hands to serve yourself, he doesn't leave his place in front of you, knees hugging his sides, legs swinging from the edge of the countertop like a child on a high chair. he watches the small smile that cracks its way into your face with every volumptious spoonful. most likely presses kisses on your forehead and tells you to look him in the eye when he says,

"please get some rest too, okay? if you need anything, you know i'll just be in the room next door, alright?"

both of you had designated workspaces in different rooms because, well, both of you preferred it that way — a space you could fill with your and your own thoughts only. during your work breaks, though, you try to do something for each other. maybe it's him knocking gently on your door, coaxing you out with a promise of a cup of your favorite warm drink waiting for you on the dining table, or sometimes it's you slipping a brief, but sweet message written on a small paper under his door just to let him know you're rooting for him as well. you weren't oblivious to his exhaustion, of course; hours of focused work evident in his dishriveled appearance, half-lidded eyes fighting to stay open, sluggish movements, and the tell-tale bags under his eyes, and yet, his smile never loses its warmth, and his hug, its tightness.

hell week nights have never been better since azumane came around. in the comfort of personal space, two people work with eyebrows scrunched together, chewing on the skin of their lips while silently awaiting the end of long task, the end of a long day. feigning off sleepiness for just a little more for even at the brink of exhaustion, there is a silver lining: sides of faces hitting the cold and fluffy plumpness of a pillow, and mumbles of "goodnight"'s and "i love you"'s, feeling the steady warmth and presence of your beloved beside you as you sleep.

>> all words by aero 2021. please do not repost and plagiarize or else i'm coming for your kneecaps. written on 17 Feb 2022.

[yoichichi]

How They Cuddle

karasuno x reader

warning(s): none ! :)

a/n: some sweet luv for the hq boys :) I’m planning on doing a part for the other fandoms I write for too - aot, bnha, & jjk - as well as the rest of the hq teams/characters - so keep an eye out if you’d like! And as always I love interacting w you guys :) feel free to leave comments/flood my inbox :D!

characters: daichi, asahi, sugawara, nishinoya, tanaka, yamaguchi, tsukishima, kageyama, hinata, yachi, & kiyoko

Daichi

He’s a hugger for sure! If you’re on your phone, or reading, or doing anything before bed he’s snuggling up behind you and resting his head on your shoulder to watch what you’re doing - he’s nosey like that. Anyways, being the big spoon is a very convenient cuddling position for that, and he gets to wrap you up and hold you close <3

Through the night though he slowly scoots down off his pillow in his sleep, so when you wake up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your upper back with his arms still squeezing around your midsection so tight you know you’d have to wake him up to get him to let go 😭 he’s also for sure a light snorer, but it’s ok he makes up for it by being cute or whtv 🙄

Asahi

Another spooner! He’s not particularly bias to being the big or little spoon but he just can’t face you 😭

There’s a few reasons: 1) it makes him freak out and it’s like he can feel your eyes on him even if they’re closed. He’ll be constantly peeking one eye open to look at your face and he’s half scared he’s gonna open them and you’re gonna be staring at him like 👁👁 LMAO

2) the breath on his face tickles too much and will eventually start to irritate him and he gets pouty cause it makes it tough to sleep

And 3) what if he’s making a weird face in his sleep and you wake up to see it 😭

So spooning for the win it is

Sugawara

I don’t think he’d be a big fan of being held, it makes him feel too claustrophobic and he’d feel kinda bad moving you off of him if he had to use the bathroom in the middle of the night :( I also think he tosses n turns a bit while sleeping so holding him wouldn’t be the best option anyways, however!

He likes touching/lightly intertwining legs - one reason is because you can kind of get away with it from any angle but still find a comfortable position that suits you, the other reason is because his feet get cold in the middle of the night and this is the easiest way to steal your warmth

Nishinoya

Ok ok, so I know it’s cliche - but I do think he’s a teensy bit too excited for bedtime cuddles! Not in a restless way, he’s just too excited with the act of actually cuddling you, like every time. Day cuddles are different! When the two of you have some alone time and he’s snuggled up with you on the couch, leaving a bunch of kisses (his favorite are Eskimo kisses), periodically grabbing your face so your lips pucker and leaving a dramatic kiss there after he talks about how cute you are (“oh my god you’re so adorable I could crush you ☹️🥺”), and then squeezing you so tight sometimes your back even cracks, it’s fine! You’re not trying to sleep so it’s just sweet Noya doting on you - but you can see how this would be a problem when y’all are tryna get some shut eye 😭

Solution: back to back, but touching so you can still feel each other’s closeness <3, bonus: every time Noya becomes aware your guys’ butts are touching he giggles and wiggles a little until you remind him it’s time to sleep 😭

Tanaka

Ok but he needs to have a hand on your ass and not even in a sexual way 😪🤚🏼 he just grabs on naturally or rests his hand there and sometimes lovingly pats it when he kisses your cheek before either going back to falling asleep or being on his phone or smth :)

He also loves burying his face in your neck, it just feels so soothing to him and he also finds your smell so relaxing and makes him feel all warm inside! Like when he sees you after a long day he loves wrapping you up in a big hug and leaving kisses in the crook of your neck and burying his face there cause he just missed you sm <3

Yamaguchi

Very much like Hinata he also adores being intertwined with you!! He finds it particularly comforting with your face buried in his chest or neck while he has his legs wrapped up with yours. He thinks it’s the best position to lean down and press a kiss to the top of your head (his favorite kind of sweet kiss), which he always does right before he feels himself drifting off to sleep.

He also likes rubbing your back/neck this way until you fall asleep, or while you talk about anything you wanna talk about. Waking up this way is also his favorite, and if you guys have moved in your sleep, you bet he’s pulling you back into a hug. He periodically squeezes you in his arms, leaves feather light kisses to your shoulder, runs his hands up and down your back, sure you probably won’t be asleep for much longer now with all this movement, but he just can’t help it with how sweet you look sleeping! Don’t worry though he’ll keep up the soothing while you wake up and talk about your dreams and what you want for breakfast :)!

Tsukishima

Not much of a cuddly guy throughout the day but when bedtime rolls around you bet your ass he’s expecting some kind of physical affection. His favorite is when he lays on his back with his arm out so you can nuzzle into his side, and once you’re all comfortable he wraps said arm around you to pull you in close.

Your favorite is when he runs his hand up and down your side or draws little designs with his fingers on any exposed skin. His favorite is when you bring your face up to rest in the crook of his neck or rest your head on his chest, any light kisses you leave or the breath that puffs out of you and hits his neck every now and then never fails to give him goosebumps and make him blush.

Kageyama

I don’t think he’s particularly ~stiff cuddling with you but I definitely think it’s not his forte when it comes to bed time! He just finds a comfortable spot - usually on his side or back - and that’s that! He’s found it and is gonna be out in approximately 2 minutes, but he does love feeling you in bed next to him :(

A good compromise he’s decided is reaching his hand out next to him him so he can hold onto your hand while he sleeps, or being the little spoon! It actually feels super comforting to him to feel you all cuddled up to his back and keeping him warm no matter if you’re bigger or smaller than him <3 he also loves the way he has to pry your arms off of him when he has to get up in those early mornings, or the way he feels your face squish up against his back sometimes, he just loves you.

Hinata

He definitely gets hot in his sleep but he love love loves cuddling with you, so you’ll always start off wrapped up in each other somehow. Usually face to face with your legs intertwined cause he thinks talking to each other about any and everything is a good way to wind down before bed - and I mean anything. Sometimes it’s just him asking you odd questions he’s been thinking about recently before one of you remembers you can google it

But no matter how you two fall asleep at first, you always wake up clinging onto his sprawled out body (probably because he’s kicked the blanket onto the floor and you got chilly in your sleep) or far away from him with all the blanket to yourself as he peacefully snores beside you <3

Yachi

Play with her hair and she’s KNOCKED 100%! She also loves either holding you or being held, but there’s got to be SOME kind of holding going on for her heart to feel full <333

She’s also the queen of surprise hugs from behind once you’ve been together for a fair bit and she feels more comfy being publicly affectionate with you! And if you do the same to her it never fails to make her smile or cover her face cause she’s blushing from surprise

“(Y/n)!! You startled me!” And now you have a very excited & giggly gf 😽😽

Kiyoko

I personally see her as a pretty religious back sleeper so the most ideal position is you in her side or you laying between her legs while she holds you and your head is resting on her chest. PERSONALLY she prefers the second one but she leaves it up to you <3

She just thinks it’s most ideal how she could reach down and trace her fingers lightly on the side of your face; or play with your hair if she’s able to; or rub your neck, back, and shoulders to ease any stress from your day. She’s a big giver of private affection and thinks it’s so cute when you’re so tuckered out you she wakes up with a little drool on her shirt. Not to mention your weight and warmth is super comforting to her ! And even if she wouldn’t admit it, she likes being able to use not wanting to move and wake you as an excuse to get 5 more minutes of you cuddling with her.

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[bakudekushimasimp]

Warnings: 18+, NO MINORS, vaginal sex, shower play, dom!Katsuki,

Summary: Katsuki walks in while your in the shower, you don’t even notice as you have music playing. He’s in shock at not only how amazing your body is but the way you sway your hips and dip low as if no one can see you but he in fact can see you, ALL of you.

You’ve been living with your classmate and fellow hero ever since you graduated from UA, katsuki bakugou. It’s usually always a good time except when you’re in one of your bratty moods and he’s just.. him. Over the last few years even before graduation you noticed new feelings you had for him, but never acted on them as he never seemed to show interest in being more than friends. You both were always so busy with missions anyways. Last night being one of those nights, and both of you getting back extremely late. So the next morning when you woke up you were barely awake starting your morning routine. You trudged into the kitchen past katsuki who had passed out on the couch. One arm slung over the arm of the couch, other resting on his perfect abs. You slowed down taking in the pleasant sight only to shake your head, knowing all the nasty thoughts going through your head would only remain a daydream. You walk into your kitchen getting a pitcher of water and filling your Keurig up before placing a cup in the holder and pushing it down. You get on your tip toes reaching for a mug out of the cabinet; your over sized shirt lifting to show off your snug boy shorts that don’t cover all of your caramel skinned bottom. You thought you heard rustling so you quickly peek over your shoulder at the couch which your roommate was sleeping on, just to see he shifted onto his stomach and now had his face down into the cushions turned at a slight angle. You sigh and relax onto the pads of your feet and place the ‘Dynamite’ branded cup into place on the Keurig. You press the start button and slide yourself onto the island of the kitchen while watching the delicious liquid fill into your mug. You swing your feet back and forth and think of last night and how drained katsuki seemed coming home from his mission. You decided you’d help him in starting him a cup of coffee after yours before heading for a shower. You hear the last bit of your coffee draining from the Keurig and you ease yourself down from the island and grab the mug carefully. After adding your creamer and sugar, you slowly stir the coffee and take a sip. The burn was a mix of pain and pleasure on your tongue and had a delicious burn all the way down your throat. You hum as you feel yourself begin to wake up more feeling last nights stress and exhaustion slowly melt away. You lean your elbows on the island and sip from your mug while peeking at your roommate who was cuddled up to a throw pillow that usually rest on the couch as decoration. You loved seeing him so peaceful and calm. Part of you yearned to be the pillow tucked snuggly to his lower abdomen, you thought of how warm and comforting it would be to wrapped in his strong arms. Your cheeks flushed red as your mind wondered to how it would also feel to have his morning glory pressed to your needy core. You sucked in a quick breath through your teeth, and decided it was definitely time for a cold shower as you felt the thoughts create a tightness in your stomach and made your thighs clench together. You place your now empty mug into the sink, and quickly set up the cup of coffee you had decided to make for katsuki. You are careful with your footsteps as you wonder to the bathroom grabbing a towel from the little closet across the hall before you waking in and closing the door behind you. You didn’t feel a need to lock the door because you both had become comfortable sharing a bathroom and apartment for so long you didn’t find it necessary. You hang your towel on the rack and take out your phone. You connect to the blue tooth speakers that were built into the walls in the shower. You start playing music loud enough for you to hear, but not loud enough to wake up katsuki. You strip away from your clothes dropping them to the floor in a pile, you’d pick them up after showering and put them in the hamper. Let your curls down from the messy bun you had thrown up before retreating to bed the night before, admiring how your hair has grown long and beautifully down to the curves of your hips and right at the dips on your back

above your bum. You turn the hot water on waiting for it to get to the right temperature before turning the cold to moderate it to a decent feel. You step into your open floor designed shower with clear shower doors. The water feels amazing washing away all the sweat and the rest of your fatigue from last nights events of chasing after villains. You drench yourself in the water before starting to wash yourself with the coconut smelling body wash katsuki had picked up for you the other day. One of your favorite songs filter through the speakers, and you can’t help but start to sway your hips silently singing along.

By this time katsuki had rolled off the couch having some crazy dream of fighting villains, and shocked himself awake. He jumped up hand out with small bursts sparking at his palm as he quickly looked around and scoped out the apartment. He slowly relaxed as he noticed no one was in the apartment and there was indeed no villains around. He’s face tinted pink as embarrassment flooded him. He then peeked around again making sure you didn’t see him while stretching his arms behind his head to play off his ridiculous reaction from a few moments ago. As he took a deep breath in while stretching he caught a whiff of the coffee you had put on for him earlier. He followed the smell in a daze to the kitchen and found his black mug with “number 1” in burnt orange letters across the side. He grabbed the cup carelessly and spilt some onto his sweatpants. He hissed and put the cup back onto the counter slightly irritated he couldn’t get his shit together this morning. He started mumbling to himself frustrated it now looked like he had pissed himself, or even better had a wet wild dream. He ran his hand over his blonde hair and down his face. He picked up the coffee and finished what was left in a few single gulps, and decided he’d thank you for the coffee and change out of his sweatpants afterwards. Knowing you both were still semi exhausted from last night he didn’t want to have an angry aggressive attitude because his start of the day, especially towards you. He put the mug in the sink noticing the mug you had chosen for your morning coffee. He smirked to himself. He loved when you used something of his or with his label on it. Anything involving him. It gave him a sense of pride. Katsuki was very possessive over you ever since you had became friends when you showed up to UA in second year. Just never in front of you directly. Only to the boys who ever dared say something about you to him behind your back. Especially the other boys in Bakusquad or even worse whenever Deku decided to make his sly comments about how he’d take you from katsuki and make you his. Make you a villain. It made his blood boil. He wanted to tell you how he felt so he could claim you as his for everyone to know who you belonged to. You were Dynamight’s girl. He loved the sound of that it gave him goosebumps and made his cock stir. He couldn’t resist you especially when you acted bratty towards him and never let his attitude phase you, or whenever you got dressed up to go to the club and wore his colors, or in the early mornings how you’d walk around in barely anything.. Katsuki groaned to himself and grabbed his half erection through his sweatpants and quickly remembered they were drenched in coffee. He snapped out of his thoughts and started to walk to your room to thank you for the coffee, but before he could reach your door he heard soft singing and music thumping from the bathroom. He stopped and back tracked to the bathroom door. He looked at the doorknob and noticed the steam coming from underneath the crack of the door. He slightly shrugged and twisted the handle to let himself in. As soon as he enter the foggy room he silently closed the door hoping to not alarm you. The smell of coconut flooded his senses and his hard on was growing fast as he thought of you using the body wash he chose specifically for you. He finally brought himself to look up at the shower doors and immediately stopped frozen in place. His breath hitched and he swallowed hard his Adam’s apple slowly bobbing. There you were twisting your body like a gypsy. Turning and rolling your hips slowly dipping down, you sensually danced to the music that steamed throughout the bathroom. His eyes dragged over your blurry body as the shower doors were not so clear to allow him to see all details of your body. He was basically drooling at the sight. His cock had instantly grown to full length straining against his damp sweatpants making his print more noticeable to see. You run your hands over your body from your chest to your thighs and back over your backside. He has to do something he

can’t stand it anymore he wanted those to be his rough calloused hands running over your silk caramel skin. He pulls his sweatpants off in almost one swift movement, boxers right with them. His manhood springing out and slapping his abs as he does so. He bites his lower lip and slowly steps towards the shower, he very quietly slides the door open and steps in.

You feel a quick feeling of cold air as your rinsing the conditioner out of your hair and body wash off your body. You get the feeling someone is watching you and you stop dancing. You’ve watched too many scary movies to not know this feeling. You open your eyes but to your surprise your roommate, the drop dead sexy Katsuki stands in front of you. You stare into his red eyes that are glazed in lust as he finally speaks up and says, “May I join you?” You’re speechless as you think maybe this is just another wild daydream. His eyes trail down your body following the few remaining soap duds as the flow off your skin to the shower floor. Your cheeks turn a bright shade of red as you then clutch over your breast and cup a hand over your hairless sex. He chuckles lowly and slowly reaches out to grab your arms and pull them away. His chuckle sends vibrations straight to your core as he says, “I just wanted to thank you for the cup of coffee but after seeing the way you can move I couldn’t resist.” He pulls your arms away from your body and you hesitate in letting him but them start to drop them away from you as you’re more confident in your body than what you used to be. He runs his hand down your arm to your hand and brings it to his chest. You let out a shaky breath and start to stutter out, “k-k-Katsuki, is this, real?” A huge grin spreads across his face and he takes your other hand away from your sex and brings it to his. Your eyes snap down to where your hand lays looking at the massive cock that your hand now rest on. He lets another a low growl type groan and steps closer leaning to your ear and whispers, “THIS is real. All of this is real, and it’s about time.” Your nipples harden and you drag your eyes away from the too good to be true masterpiece and look into his red orbs. He now looks you in your face and leans his forehead to yours, “I’ve wanted you for so long and I’ve waited until I could take you and call you mine. You’re body is so perfect, you are so perfect. I can’t hold it in anymore. I want to fuck your tight little pussy and mark you as mine. Make you forget about any other man on this whole planet.” You clench at the words he says and your breathing has now turned into shallow breaths. You run your opposite hand down his chest feelings every dip of his abs and you start to shift your other hand grasping his dick. He sucks in a breath and closes his eyes you step into your tip toes and are so close to his lips you can feel his breath fanning your face. What leaves your mouth next takes him by total surprise. “Take me.”

Your lips clash together in a rough much needed kiss. His tongue swipes across your bottom lip asking for entrance as you open and let him in. Both of you twisting your tongues around in a swirl of mixed saliva as his hands reach around and take a firm grasp of your cheeks he got a perfect peek of while you reached for your mug earlier that morning. You moan into his mouth as he pushed you against the shower wall pushing his chest against your as your breast smashes into him. He leaves your mouth to trail kisses down your jaw and your neck until he finds your sweet spot. You start pumping at his erect cock as his finger swipes at your already soaked sex. He sucks and nibbles at the sweet spot on your neck creating a bruise as your sweet moans now fill the bathroom. He pulls away with a pop to give you a devious smirk and says “you’re already so wet for me huh you little slut” his words send goosebumps all over your body. He kneels down to the shower floor pulling his twitching manhood from your grip precum dripping from his red fiery head. He takes a nipple into his mouth as he twist the other with his opposite hand between his pointer finger and his thumb harshly pulling as he gently bites in the other. He leaves your nipples to leave a trace of bruises along your breast to show he and only him has been there. Has seen and tasted your caramel mounds. Your twisting your hips in a similar way as to when you were dancing but now in an urgency to have your needs met by this tease in front of you. As if he can read your mind he brings a hand up to rub the clit in a circular fast motion as he takes your nipple back into his mouth sucking hard and letting it pop out of his mouth. The lewd sound makes you whimper and he looks up at you through dangerous dark eyes “tell me what you want” you whimper as he starts to slow with your clit though you can feel your release building. You look down at him as he tweaks your nipple instead of sucking pulling and twisting. “I want you katsuki” “what do you want from me” “I want you to fuck me katsuki” he stands up abruptly and twist you around all in one quick second. He runs his long thick cock between your wet ass cheeks watching as the water continues to hit your back. You push into him arching your back hoping he’d finally give you what you needed desperately instead he pulls his cock away beginning to fist himself. You were about to look over your should as you feel a harsh slap land to your bottom. You let out a squeak as it took you by complete surprise. “You like that” you nod your head yes vigorously. Then another harsh slap this one hard than the last, “I said do you like that” you shake your head yes furiously as you barely can raise your voice high enough “y-y-yes katsuki please more” he rubs his hand over your now pink-red cheeks and dips his finger into your slick. You moan out as he sinks his single digit into your welcoming warm hole. “Your so tight” he groans and he grows impatient as he slides another finger in. He wraps his other hand around your chest caging your breast in with his forearm. He’s ready to sink into you but knows he has to give you time to adjust or he’ll split you open. He continues to pump his two fingers in and out of your slick as clench around him. Your shallow quick breaths let him know you’re close to your release. Just as he feels you about to cum he pulls his fingers out. Tears burning at the sides of your eyes you let your head drop and look at the shower floor where water, your slick and his precum mix. You let out a small growl and say “stop teasing me bakugou” he then releases his hold from around you and moves behind you pushing your chest to the shower wall. He wraps his hand around your curls and pulls hard pulling your face up so he can look at you. You look up into his red vermillion eyes as he peers down at you with somewhat of a scold. “I’ll guess I’ll have to fuck that bratty attitude out of you.” You don’t have time to respond before he’s shoving his length into you. You gasp and his hand leaves your hip where he was holding you to

put himself in and now wraps it around your throat his other hand never leaving the vice grip on your hair. The tears are now streaming down the sides of your face as you feel him stretching you open. He smirks, “that’s only have teddy bear.” He then shoves the remaining half in bottoming out in your sweet pussy. You open your mouth in a silent moan and your tongue hangs out as your eyes roll back. Katsuki loves seeing you like this, falling apart on his dick he already feels like filling you up with his seed. He slowly starts to pull out knowing he won’t last long. He rams back into you and continues the same movements. You’re moans are now louder than the music you have streaming. Your mouth still hanging open he then spits into it and you swallow not having any other choice. The action only makes you wetter as you gush around him. Katsuki let’s go of your curls to bring his hand down to start circling your clit bringing you back to your high from earlier. He moves his hand from your throat and drags it down your spine to the dip in your back and presses down making you arch further. He slaps your ass hard leaving a hand print. “Who’s pussy is this”

“Y-y-yours Katsuki.”

“Who’s little slut are you”

“Y-y-yours katsuki”

“Dynamight, call me dynamight”

You clench around him your orgasm rising quickly as he plays with your clit more agressive. He shuts his eyes tightly as his thrusts are turning sloppy. Your tightness is bringing him close and very fast. He runs his thumb down your crack and slowly pushes it to your ass as your both reaching your high. You let out a moan as he pushes his thumb into you. The pleasure of him rubbing your clit and filling both your holes sends you over the edge. “Dynamight!!” You scream as you cum so hard you feel like you might pass out. You cover him in your juices. Katsuki couldn’t hold on anymore as you squirted all over him and your legs start to shake. He couldn’t choose to paint you like a masterpiece or fill you with his seed but at this point it’s too late. He puts both hands on your hips and slams into you with his last remaining thrusts as you scream his hero name. He hits your cervix and paints your walls with his release. You both slump together.

He slowly pulls out of you and watches his cum drip out onto the shower floor. He runs a hand through his wet blonde mess of his hair and lets out a deep breath. You’re still trying to recuperate from everything that just happened your mind spinning. Katsuki seems concerned, you haven’t moved from the same spot. He hooks a finger underneath your chin and brings you to look at him. Him in all his glory. He smiles at you. “So will you be Dynamight’s girl?”